David and Cerulean
"You're kidding me. You're 21 and you've never been with anyone?"
The young lizard blushed a deep red, shaking his head meekly. His friends were too busy rolling their eyes to notice his utter embarrassment over even bringing the subject up.
"Not even, like a grope or anything?"
Talking about it more didn't help the situation. It was bad enough being cripplingly shy without the few friends he did have bringing it up.
"Tonight, you're gonna come out to the club with us. Seriously."
He meeped a short objection, half-heartedly trying to convince them to just let him stay in the apartment tonight. They wouldn't hear it.
"And dress up. C'mon. All you ever wear is drab stuff."
This was true enough, to a point. Everything anyone could see was as plain as possible, mostly because he was ashamed of what he wore underneath. Lacking the confidence to stroll outside in whatever he desired, he hid his fetish for exotic clothing under layers of department store cotton and denim. His closet was stuffed with boxes, each one a secret stash of the bits and pieces he'd collected over time. It was only when he was alone that he felt calm enough to strip off the outer layers. Even then, he had trouble looking at himself, still shy about his body.
His friends exchanged a few more words with him before he shuffled them out the door. The panic was already setting in. Crowds of people and loud music were two of his greatest fears and in one agonizing moment they would combine to drive him into silence. However, it wasn't like he could say no convincingly either.
He sighed softly, digging through what little he felt he could wear out tonight.
A few hours later, his friends picked him up, insisting that he needed to find someone to hook up with. Multiple names were tossed around as the young lizard just huddled in the back of the car, clutching his jacket close. It was all in the name of trying to coax him out of his shell, but all it did was make him even more uncomfortable with the situation.
"What about Mike?"
The fox on the right shook his head, "Mike's hooked up with Gary, remember? He's cut out the clubbing. Cute couple though, wish they were open." The fox grinned broader.
"Sal?"
A wolf, decked out in leather gear grinned, "Sal's mine tonight. I didn't strap on half of a dead cow just so I could miss out on that thick horsecock."
The young lizard whimpered softly, "How... how do you know I'm even gay?"
The salamander who'd been making the suggestions poked the lizard in the chest, "Believe me, we know. You never blush nearly as often as you do around guys and we know you're not secretly a ladies man either. Cute face like you and you would've found a girl already if you'd been looking."
The lizard frowned a little and glanced off to the side. It was true, he knew what attracted him but he could never bring himself to do anything about it.
"Anyway, you'll find someone. I promise."
The club itself was packed to the gills with just about every species imaginable. Chatter echoed through the room, mostly drown out by the steady, syncopated rhythm of the music. His friends had already vanished into the morass of people, matching up and chatting up what caught their eyes. It was for the best though, he thought, you can lead a lizard to water but you can't make him swim.
"Is this seat taken?"
He froze, immediately turning red before he even faced the person asking the question. Slowly, he turned his head, wishing himself invisible. His gaze drew over the questioning individual, a tall, lithely muscled azure dragon. The young lizard could feel his face flush as his eyes wandered freely over the dragon's form.
"The seat?" The dragon mentioned again, pointing to the chair. The lizard shook his head, trying not to stare but finding it difficult. The outfit the dragon wore was something he'd never seen before. Cut short at the waist, it clung firmly to it's wearer's blue-scaled chest, accentuating the broad pectorals beneath it. Straps ran along the sides and down to a pair of shorts, laced up both powerful thighs. The collar was high and tight around the dragon's neck, studded with regularly placed metal rivets.
"Like the outfit?" The dragon lowered his head down, his snout touching the lizard's.
The young lizard nodded rapidly, his entire face now a ruddy brown.
"What's your name, little scale?"
"D...d...david."
The dragon smiled softly, "David. A good name. Mine's Cerule, short for Cerulean. My parents were very creative." He grinned a little.
"C...c...cerule... It's... you've... nice name."
"Not much of a talker, are you, David?"
He shook his head.
"Perhaps actions would speak better for you?" Cerule traced a claw along the tip of the young lizard's snout.
David's eyes went wide as he curled his toeclaws under the table.
"Not many people like my taste in clothing... It's nice to find someone who does." Cerule's eyes lit up a little, "I don't suppose you like to dress up, like this?"
David blushed red enough to start coloring his vision. The dragon chuckled softly and squeezed David's hand.
"I'll take that as a yes." Gently, Cerule tugged on David's hand. "C'mon. Let's go somewhere more private."
David stumbled to his feet, biting his lip and following after Cerule as he slipped out the front door of the club. He couldn't even think through all the conflicting emotions, just one foot following the other as he found himself inside Cerule's car as the two of them headed back to David's tiny apartment.
Inside, David cringed on the couch, Cerule settling in next to him after tossing a small duffle onto the floor.
"You really are cute when you blush, but you can stop now. There's nothing to be shy about."
David looked away at the floor, "So you say..."
Cerule shook his head, "I can see this will take a little work." He smiled and slid a silken scaled paw underneath David's snout. A look of panic overcame the young lizard as he stared into the dragon's deep golden eyes. His body tensed as Cerule's lips pressed firmly against his own, the dragon's skillful tongue gently prying apart the shy lizard's snout as the two of them fell into the kiss.
For David, it was the greatest feeling he'd ever experienced. The warmth of another snout against his and the gentle touch at his cheek. It was awkward but so liberating at the same time. He felt his own paw come to rest on Cerule's side, his eyes fluttering closed as the sweet embrace reached it's final moments. Then, the two parted, leaving David out of breath and Cerule licking his lips.
"I hope that helped."
David, still feeling a little woozy from the kiss, nodded and smiled a little.
"Good." Cerule grinned, "Because I was hoping you'd be willing to share something with me."
David blinked and turned ruddy again. "W-what?"
"Let me see what you've got, little scale. I know you like what I'm wearing but I'd like to see what you like to wear, when no one else is looking."
David crumpled a little in the couch cushions, shivering under his shirt. "But.."
"No buts." Cerule pressed his fingertip against David's snout, "Let's see what you've got on right now."
David meeped, "How did you know I..."
"I do it too." Cerule let his fingertip trail along David's cheek. "Come now, little scale..."
Slowly, David got on his feet, swallowing hard. It was strange, undressing in front of someone else for a change but it was also arousing. Gingerly he began to pull off the baggy outer layers and began exposing the outfit beneath.
Clinging tightly to his scales was a skimpy item he'd managed to find over the internet. Cut low at the neck, it gave some hint of the rounded tops of his pectorals. The fabric itself was a smooth, matte black, covering all the way down to his abdomen but leaving his sides from just below his chest exposed. The front dipped down into a brief, cupping the slight swell of his genital slit before thinning into a thong-like strap that nestled between his firm rumpcheeks.
Cerule purred as he gazed over the young lizard, his eyes narrowing at he drank in the sight. "Very nice, little scale..."
David blushed and looked down to the side, feeling very exposed. "Thank... thank you."
He felt a gentle touch on his side as he turned his head back. Cerule had stood up from the couch, stepping close to David as he trailed his clawtips down along the young lizard's scales. His snout dipped next to David's head as he whispered.
"You like to be looked at, don't you, little scale. To be desired by my eyes?"
David shivered as Cerule's clawtips dipped down over his rump.
"Look at yourself as well." Slowly the dragon turned him to face the mirror on the opposite wall.
David watched himself, seeing Cerule sliding in behind him. The curves of the outfit and his firm form beneath it. His tailtip swayed slowly as he watched Cerule nibble down along his neck, feeling the dragon's strong paws grip his chest and pulling him back against those smooth blue scales.
"Such a delectable little one you are..." Cerule whispered as his paws drew down over David's abdomen. "So tempting in your tight outfit."
David whimper softly as he felt the fabric lift away from his groin, feeling the caress of Cerule's paw against his wet slit. The dragon deftly drew the tip of a claw along the sensitive folds of flesh, eliciting a soft, lusty groan from David's lips. Already the swell of the young lizard's slit was growing, the tip of his dark shaft slipping out of it's warm confines. Gently, Cerule slipped his paw into David's slit, gripping the base of the lizard's cock firmly.
"It arouses you to watch this, doesn't it, little scale?" Cerule's tongue flickered along David's neck as he spoke, each word accented with a sibilant whisper. David could only respond with a moan as he felt himself fill out his slit. His cock pulsed needfully against the smooth fabric, the base still gripped by Cerule's paw.
The dragon slowly began to stroke the lizard's thick erection, trailing his fingertips gently up and down along it's length. David's head lolled back, resting against Cerule's chest as his hips began to lightly thrust into the dragon's grip.
Slowly, Cerule drew closer to David, arching his hips to let the young lizard see his own swollen length. Heavy and glistening with his slitfluids, David could only stare at it's impressive size reflected in the mirror. The dragon, however, had other intentions. A cool breeze of air flickered along David's backside as he felt the thong back being moved. His tail was likewise shifted, raised up and arched to leave his inky black tailhole exposed.
Cerule nipped lightly at David's throat, "Watch, little scale. Watch as I slip inside you. Your body and your cute little outfit aroused me so much that I need your tailhole..."
David whimpered, his whole body at once tense and limp. His toeclaws dug into the floor as he felt the moist tip of Cerule's azure shaft pressing against his flesh. In a single motion, the dragon sheathed himself inside the tight little lizard, forcing an uncharacteristically loud moan from David's lips.
For his part, David kept his eyes fixed on the mirror, watching as Cerule's expression turned to one of bliss. He saw the desire in the dragon's eyes and blushed at being the object of those. His own groin tensed as a thick shot of his seed splattered against the mirror, trickling down it's smooth surface.
Cerule gathered his arms around David, clutching him tightly as his hips began to thrust into the young lizard. Deeper and deeper he thrust his cock into David, pressing firmly against the lizard's already spasming prostate. David couldn't think, feeling his cock empty itself in one, long drawn out orgasm as the hungry dragon behind him thrust powerfully under his tailbase. The two of them watched their reflections intently, seeing themselves locked in the throes of passion. David's arms fell slack at his sides, his whole body surrendering to the azure stud behind him.
"Mmmm. Sweet, little scale... Taking all of me inside you... Oh... OH!" Cerule shuddered, gasping as with one more powerful thrust he felt himself empty inside the lizard's tight backside. The two of them cried out in the moment as Cerule's heavy balls churned within his slit, forcing out load after load of thick cum.
Slowly, the two of them came down from the orgasmic high, David slack in Cerule's arms. The dragon gently nuzzled David's cheek, garnering only a soft whimper from the young lizard, before looking back up into the mirror and squeezing David softly.
"My little scale." He whispered. "And this is only the beginning."