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A young drake can't resist the curiosity of mounting a sleeping male, especially when that particular male happens to be covered in his own, nurturing seed. Although the drake is reluctant to fully embrace his arousal, Makaidos slowly eases the long male's worries, which slowly melt inside the tight passage of his constricting tailhole...

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He awoke sometime during sunset. Makaidos could tell that from the fiery patch of sky he glimpsed through the huge holes. When he lowered his head, he also glimpsed the results of his milking. A puddle of pearlescent seed stretched around him like a sticky cocoon. He lifted his wings, only to growl at the sticky bridges forming along his membranes. Makaidos was half tempted to lick his wings clean if that bothersome throbbing wasn't splitting his tailhole apart. The feline's furious fisting still lingered. Makaidos could almost feel the warmth pushing inside his muscles, reaching closer and closer to his stinging prostate before pulling back with a slow, intimate caress.

A sizzling hiss washed along his ears. Makaidos looked behind, then to the sides. There was no one. Only the swishing tip of a black tail became visible for a heartbeat before retreating behind four clawed toes. Makaidos traced the foot up, where a tawny wing sprouted to the side and a spiked neck followed towards him.

Makaidos froze at the realization. He wasn't experiencing memories of his mating. A drake was actually inside him! He kept thrusting, working his modest member in and out with furious pushes until he jumped off with a startled yowl.

"I didn't tell you to stop," Makaidos licked his exposed fangs, forcing the young drake to take a few steps back. He was unsure. Somewhat scared. Makaidos could easily tell that from the way his wings shook in their joints. Only his tail remained somewhat steady in its swishing, a stark difference from the ridge beribboned cock that furiously slapped against the black scales of his belly.

"I just...I was- I only wanted to-" the drake stuttered and dropped his head with a growly sigh. "I made a terrible mistake, haven't I?"

"That depends on your definition of terrible," Makaidos lifted one of his sticky wings.

The drake tilted his head, weary of trickery. "I won't join you."

"I am not going to pounce you," Makaidos rolled on his belly. "Come lay at my side. I assume the mess is no problem since you were on top of me before I cracked an eye open."

The black male finally found the courage to approach with small, unsure steps. He carefully crouched under Makaidos' wing, flinching at the briefest touch.

Makaidos sniffed along his neck. He was young. The scent of his family was still etched upon his scales, along with his obvious desire to mate. This drake had spilled his seed upon himself at least once since the day started.

Makaidos liked that. He slowly approached the dragon's reluctant head. He drew further back, then growled when his horns pushed into the wing membrane. Makaidos took that opportunity to trap the young drake's neck. His scales were so shiny and frail and warm. He rubbed into them, applying more pressure the further he descended along the young male's chest.

"You're shivering," he placed his chin upon a trembling paw.

"I'm scared," the whelp growled softly.

"Afraid I am going to hurt you?" Makaidos licked along his jittery fingers. The drake pulled his paw and curled it under his chest.

"You should. Any male in your position would have claimed my life for...for doing what I did," he said quickly, as if that deed was a costly mistake.

"I am not most males, drake," Makaidos said. He pushed past the drake's jolting wing, eyes settled on the erect prize trapped between the seed soaked ground and his belly. "I grew up without knowing the loving touch of my mother, or the guidance of a father. When I was your age, I spent whole nights thinking that a benevolent dragon would swoop down into my cave and lay at my side."

The drake growled in acknowledgement. He had no words to offer, only an eager cock and plenty of lubrication dripping from the flaring tip. The hind paw that sheltered his engorged slit pressed tighter against the erection. He probably realized what Makaidos was after. Probably felt it in the form of warm vapors that rolled out of his nostrils.

Makaidos looked into his vermilion eyes. His pupils were unnaturally wide. He was not only scared, but highly aroused too. The black male held the gaze only for a heartbeat before he busied himself with a forepaw. Makaidos took that chance to approach his lower belly. He smelled delightful, all young and eager like that.

"You talked about males, drake. Most of them wanted to breed a female after their first spilling, but not me. I cared not for my companion's gender. The mere thought of something warm around my cock stirred my lust in many unexpected ways."

"Why...why are you telling me this?" the young male fluttered his wings in distress.

Makaidos licked his claw tips. They slid along the ground, scratching stone and seed alike. Once there was no more room behind, the drake's paw froze in place. Makaidos nuzzled along his toes, licked the inside of his hind leg, then stopped inches away from his throbbing erection. He took a deep whiff, snarling out his rising bliss.

"I want to be that dragon for you," he licked once. Sticky sweetness latched upon his tongue within the first stroke. The drake snarled and tensed, spurting more precum onto Makaidos' rolling tongue.

"I want you to feel how it is to give your seed onto another, rather than wasting it inside your own paw," he rounded the bulging tip once more. The drake became thick like a rod and hard as the stone below his paws.

"Raawrrrrr!" a weak roar burst through his clacking maw. He was not only tasty, but highly sensitive too. Makaidos decided to tease him for a bit more. Lustful drakes made the best companions, so he lapped around the drake's increasing girth until he reached his slit. He found it hot and flooded with thick slime. Makaidos pushed his tongue past the trembling muscles. The drake clamped hard, but he shoved harder, penetrating his fleshy shelter. The young male slapped his tail and flapped his wings, humping eagerly into the tongue that invaded him. Makaidos coiled and tugged onto his cock, stimulating the poor male until his desperate yowl acquired the nuances of a proper roar.

That was his cue to stop. He pulled back in a flash, just in time to taste the drake's spurting seed. He gave three weak gushes, a mere taste of what awaited in the depths of his slit. The black male couldn't take it any longer. He scrambled onto his fours and bowed his neck between his fore legs, pushing his straight erection towards his awaiting maw.

"That's not how you do it," Makaidos rolled on his back.

"How then?" The drake's maw trembled with arousal. "This heat consumes me. I have to release it!"

Makaidos swished his tail invitingly over his exposed tailhole. That attracted the drake's attention. He walked with unsure steps, sniffing and licking wildly along his pucker. Makaidos closed his eyes, hissing with desire. This male was so eager, and needy too! After two quick shoves between the hard muscles, the drake turned upon his balls, nuzzling and sniffing into them with youthful frenzy.

"You don't have to pleasure me, drake. Just mount me before you spill your load. Wouldn't want to make a bigger mess than it already is."

He still tasted Makaidos' slit before getting into the proper mounting position. With his wings flat on the ground and his limbs hoisted above his exposed belly, Makaidos waited eagerly for his partner to claim him. The drake's limbs shivered as he crouched. He poked inside his slit and around his balls before he finally aligned himself to his tailhole. Makaidos was just about to wrap his tail around his cock and guide the inexperienced male through his tunnel before the drake finally hit his mark. A yowling cry erupted from his throat as he sunk inside the awaiting flesh.

Makaidos willed his muscles to relax, allowing the drake to go all the way in. Once his hard slit touched his pucker, he clenched as hard as he could.

The young male was thoroughly unprepared for this kind of grip. He shuddered and shivered, collapsing into Makaidos awaiting embrace. He grabbed with all of his paws and squeezed the young male hard to his chest, licking his trembling lips once pleasure overtook his senses. The drake's eyes scrunched shut, and his jaws pressed tightly against each other. Every muscle in his body warned of his impending release: his shuddering wings, his slapping tail, and most of all, his restless paws. The drake grabbed onto anything he found, be it a horn or a leg, then squeezed hard once his cock erupted with fertile slime.

Makaidos growled along with his drake as he burst, joining the untamed roar rumbling from his muffled maw. He knew how delightful it felt to spill with such passion. Makaidos squeezed his muscles rhythmically, matching his pace with the drake's hard throbs. Whenever he spurted, he squeezed, and when the drake's cock prepared to launch another load, he relaxed, allowing the young male a moment of relief before exploading yet again.

A long, seething growl split his throat apart. This rich experience overwhelmed his senses. Makaidos felt the drake's tail squeezing around his own as the black beast struggled to empty himself of all his lust. He still thrust and pushed. Instincts urged him to do that, even if he already was all the way in. The entirety of his cock was sheltered inside Makaidos' tailhole, where it was squeezed and milked for all its worth. The gushes of fertile semen felt delightful along his flesh. They surged through his tunnel, washing away the discomfort brought by SandPaw's arm. Makaidos wasn't completely selfless. He needed this drake's seed as much as the drake needed a shelter for his cock. Seed had many properties. Not only it soothed the tongue and stirred the instincts whenever it was smelled or ingested, but it also quickened the healing process. The female that healed him knew that, and now Makaidos did too. He squeezed harder around his drake to strengthen and increase the range of his spurts. That way, they slammed against his prostate, soothing the scratches and coating the organ with fresh layers of life giving seed.

Makaidos too yowled, overtaken by the raw bliss of mating. His captive prize was starting to moan like a hatchling. Makaidos licked him eagerly, prolonging his pleasure long past its peak.

With a long, tired moan, the drake finally tapered off inside him. He cracked open an eye, then the other, licking his snout with a lazy stroke of pure satisfaction.

"It was...that was..."

"You liked it. I know that," Makaidos licked his snout again before he unlatched his limbs.

The drake remained inside for a bit more before he found the strength to get on his feet. His cock plopped out, unleashing thick streams of lukewarm seed.

"See how much you held there?" Makaidos curled his neck to his cock with a long swipe of his tongue.

The drake rumbled happily, allowing his slit to be thoroughly cleared. He had the initiative to clean his own mess, but Makaidos pushed him away. He preferred that seed to remain inside.

The drake held no grudge. No sane male could after such an intense orgasm. He stretched a bit to regain his vigor, then led Makaidos through the winding tunnel. Few words were exchanged. Only the pitter patter of their claws broke the silence, along with the occasional stroke of a tongue. Every dragon became increasingly affectionate after mating, and the youth was no exception. He rubbed himself around Makaidos every chance he got, and bathed him like a dragon mother bathed her young ones. That was his way of expressing his gratitude for being allowed to mate. Makaidos certainly didn't mind. By the time he reached the exit, he was thoroughly cleaned by the drake's restless tongue.

Makaidos flared his wings to tale flight, noticing the young male's drooping head. He was saddened by his quick departure, even if he didn't openly say it. Makaidos was tempted to shelter him under a wing and remain by his side for a bit longer, yet the pain would only increase. He pushed his wings down and took off into the sunset sky. He was joined by the drake a moment after. Makaidos thought he was going to follow him all the way to his cave, but instead he turned around as quickly as he appeared.

Makaidos shook his head at that. Youthful males always knew how to make an impression. Once he settled his path towards the sisters' mountain, Makaidos allowed his thoughts to drift. The meeting with the champion went much better than he initially expected. No wounds have been drawn and no threats were yet made. The same went about the deal as well, though the champion clearly stated he wanted to see the rest of the group before making a decision. It made sense. Numbers added to the risk, thus increasing the price of whatever he was going to ask. Makaidos ran a few possibilities through his mind before he thought back on the young drake. What he told him during his short flight warmed his belly more than all that seed he had spilled. Like Makaidos, the young male was a virgin too.

And knowing he was a dragon's first warmed his scales like few other things could.

Makaidos reached his cave just when his wings started to sting. He tucked them close to his sides after he landed, licking along the joints every few steps. Nights had a very sharp bite at this altitude, and Makaidos didn't spend enough time to adjust to the sudden change. He shivered like the youthful male until he reached the inner cave. That's when the females pounced him, smothering him with their warm affection. Makaidos greeted them equally and walked towards Rayik. The gryphon was sleeping on his own. Makaidos knew why when the scent of seed caught inside his nostrils.

"Don't disturb him," one of the sisters said.

"He became restless just after you left," the other added.

"Was he aggressive or demanding?" Makaidos asked softly.

"No," the females said at the same time. "He seemed to have put the past behind him, as we all did after that incident."

"It's better that way," Makaidos settled comfortably. The two females joined him immediately, each snuggling under a wing.

"We helped him release, Makaidos."

"With our tongues and paws. Vira kind of lost control at the sight of his devious cock, but I held her in place."

"That's not true! You lusted after his big bulge ever since it came out!"

Makaidos broke their argument with a short hiss. "It doesn't matter how or why he spent himself. Your growls will wake him up, and then he will come after my tailhole!"

"How do you know?" the females nuzzled along his scales with their playful snouts.

"I just...do," Makaidos said.

"You smell of seed."

"A male spilled inside you. Who?"

"Does it matter? I was convinced you two were more interested in the deal rather than mating," Makaidos crossed his paws and settled his head upon a forearm. "Fine. I will tell you everything, as long as you stay still."

He recounted his whole experiences with the champion, from the shivering inducing talk about the importance of words to the young male's restlessness. The females were thoroughly delighted by how quickly he took the initiative, admitting in turns they wouldn't refuse a male who impregnated them in their sleep. That gave Makaidos certain ideas, the kind that made his heart pump faster.

He closed his eyes once the tale reached completion. Even with two caring snouts breathing their warm air along his neck, Makaidos felt uneasy. The champion kept flying through his thoughts, displaying each of his features. He was a behemoth in every sense of the word, with wicked claws, huge wings, and probably a member to match it. Stavoros was the oldest dragon to compare with, and even he was a few heads smaller than the champion. After all his pondering, Makaidos came to a single, chilling realization. None of them would be accommodating enough if the champion decided to claim their holes. He could only hope he was more reasonable than a lust stricken beast. The way he spoke certainly hinted at that.

That thought allowed him to close his eyes and drift into peaceful slumber.

***CLOSING COMMENTS***

Isn't that quite the surprise? You lounge after an exhausting fisting session only to wake up WITH A FREAKING DRAGON INSIDE YOU! Not that Makaidos minds such things. He was quick enough to take advantage of the situation and get himself a fresh load of hot drake essence.

What did you guys think of the drake's excitement? I certainly liked how eager he was to spend his seed. Do you think spilling inside Makaidos' tailhole was the hotter option? Or was it better for Makaidos to get himself a drink? Please let me know in the comments!

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