They will come, eventually
Dragon nerd gets hold of three muscle jocks.
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They will come, eventually
Just the right amount of silence - a pin drop atmosphere - made easy to study. Light and relaxing jazz music in the background, books spread out along the wide table, chair leaned back comfortably; a dragon sighing in content at the amount of work he had managed to accomplish during the day. Mitch was his name and being here for about four hours straight was just enough to get him through the day. Being a dragon doesn't mean that he'll turn out to be a vicious, blood thirsty animal that everyone knew because we was different.
The dragon was well equipped with a brain that could single handedly answer all of the test papers for the semester and being in the honours roll was something that he was very proud off. Trophies all over the shelves and scrolls of academic achievement abundant; he was a model student. However, one thing that he hid behind closed doors was how cunning and lustful he was. College, alcohol, testosterones running wild, drugs, sex; all of which he was quite familiar with but never out in the open.
One thing was certain: he was gay and tries to constantly seek out larger men for his own personal pleasure and taste. Built lean and toned, Mitch wasn't the body builder type and he didn't want to turn out that way. He preferred himself to be quick and agile because a larger stature could hinder his movements, not to mention flying as well. But he seeks men that were far bigger. This applied to his three familiar looking roommates.
Speak of the devil and out they appeared. The silence of the apartment was broken as they whooped like there was a party in the living room. Roars of laughter and the obvious 'bro' comment were slandered out with a no homo sign all over. These guys were the best of the best, cream of the crop. Why? Because these jocks were practically built for it.
Burt, the loudest of them all, a Doberman with the broadest shoulders and pecs to match, he was the leader of the jock team. The dragon didn't have much connection with the man but he was undeniably desirable. To the point where he had wet dreams about the canine and constantly pawed to the image of him bent on all fours as he pleasured himself.
Next was Jack, the lion with luscious mane. He didn't know how but he always had soft and scented fur. Every time he walked by, Mitch knew the trail of the feline. Yet, like the leader of the pack, he was just as built. Working out together had its perks and being at the pinnacle of their performances, it was harder not to get the same matching sculpted body.
Last but not least was Hank, the slightly quiet and mysterious horse. Mitch had an eye for him quite a while ago because under that cover of heavy muscles, he was smart. Brawn and brain came along with that equine but until today, the dragon couldn't pin point the reason for his excursion with those two delinquents. One thing was for certain; all three of them had sports scholarships hanging in the line.
The sound of cans popping open could be heard and judging from how loud Burt was, today's gym session must have been a blast. There were off and on days for the three. Occasionally, the jocks would crack out perverted jokes or the night they got a bitch laid but other times, they were not that uplifting. This was shown when the lion hit a plateau in his workout regimen and it has been weeks since he had made progress. His mood was constantly bad and grades started deteriorating. Mitch had to tutor the lion every single night because he came begging down on his knees to get him passed through the final test.
To be honest, Mitch was quite fond of the three, despite their boisterous and egoistic attitude. Mainly because they knew what the right time to be concerned was and acted based on situation. They aren't all jock heads but do have some good qualities in them. The dragon chuckled and looked at his laptop, an article about how to reach maximum capacity of bodybuilding, something that these three guys might get interested in. Actually, he had something else in mind.
Small grin appeared and from the looks of it, perhaps it was time to put his master plan into play. By the end of this semester, he would have three great looking men crawling up to him and begging to get some good ol' ass pounding. Taking up his laptop, the dragon casually walked outside to the living room and not a surprise, these guys were already shirtless, except for the horse, seems a little shy.
"Hello boys," Mitch waved casually.
"Yo'! Dragon man! Got your studying done?" Burt chimed in as he guzzled down a bottle full of Gatorade.
"Yeah, got my stuff done," Mitch shrugged. "You know the usual. Stuff to memorize, things to revise, math, etcetera."
"Get fucking laid," Jack threw a pillow at him, "Get yourself a nice dragon girl. I don't mind the noise that you make. Just make sure she roars for you."
Not a surprise. The lion could just turn an innocent conversation into somewhat of a perverted situation. Mitch chuckled but shook his head, denied that statement and constantly reminded them that he was far too busy with studies to get into any relationship. However, he was more concerned about them.
"Thought I could share with you three on how to maximize your training routine," laptop placed on to the common table and it came to life, the main article was shown. "This research has been proven to increase your strength capacity and make you look stronger and bulkier."
Burt laughed and nudged at the horse, "Lookit, the nerd thought he could join into our muscle routine. Mitch, I respect you as a normal being but to be honest, the gym isn't what you're fit for."
At that point, he wasn't amused at the canine's remark. "I'm athletic and I do keep myself fit, dog genius."
"Okay okay. Just jibing at you. Don't need to be so hard about it."
"What do you have in mind?" Hank suddenly spoke, his first word after coming into the house.
"The article talks about increase in testosterone. The more you have, the better your performance. I'm sure you've heard of male enhancers and whatnot, right?" Mitch turned the laptop and allowed all three jocks to take a curious look at it. "It's somewhat like that but those are drugs. This talks about enhancing it naturally. I'm sure you guys want to be au natural, right?"
Hank nodded and quickly took interest in the article. Meanwhile, the other two wouldn't even have a peek at it. Mitch bit the bottom of his lips and sighed inwardly. He was sure that the lion and Doberman would catch in on the bait but it seemed that he needed another kind of persuasion.
"We are at our peak, little bro. You just need calm down and let the big boys do their thing," Jack sniffed at his armpit and laughed, "I stink."
How could something that's so sexy be so stupid...? Mitch shook his head but Hank was the first to give it some thought.
"Seems legit enough," the horse looked at the dragon and then back to his other two gym rats, "The author is legit and I've read a few of his books and researches. If what he says here is true, then, I don't see the harm of trying it. All it says is to enhance your body naturally with some personal stimulation."
"Like what? Masturbating?" Jack sneered.
"Somewhat."
"You fucking serious about that?" That caught the Doberman's interest. "You mean I could get bigger by masturbating. Oh hell, I should have done it five times a day!"
"Then your dick would fall off, you dumb ass." Jack laughed away.
"That's not how it works but that's the general idea," Hank stared at the dragon and smiled, "And you're going to help us?"
Hooked!
"I would if you guys are willing enough. The procedures that I'm thinking off may not be open to you guys."
As much as he wanted to spell it out, Mitch had to hold on to it because if all his cards were out in the open, there's no telling how well this could turn out. The wait was immense and it seemed that a simple article wasn't sufficient. Plan B was put in place to get them all into it. A simple science video, just perfect to catch their interest, stating how well and peaked muscles can go with additional testosterones. He waited, waited for an answer. Hank shrugged and nodded, agreed to his plan but the other two were far more difficult to convince.
In the end, Mitch had to resort to his final triumph card. "I would clean your room for a month and be your personal butler within that stipulated time. How about that?"
Tempting. Extremely tempting and that was the highest bid he could go. Though, not exactly the highest since the dragon had bid something far riskier than this. Hank chuckled and stood over to the dragon, placed his strong arms around his neck and whispered his words of agreement, ready to take on the challenge.
"What if we lose?" Burt retorted.
"Vice versa. I'm sure you guys look good in a maid outfit."
The Doberman growled away. He didn't think that things would turn out this way but the temptation was strong, to the point where he was extremely skeptical about the dragon's 'routine'. He knows nothing about bodybuilding or muscles and yet, he was in a higher position to lecture them at how they could grow bigger muscles. The canine smirked and nodded in agreement. Jack shrugged and went along with the ride.
Things were beginning to go as planned. Within a few months, the dragon would have these three jocks begging for more.
"Here are the rules. Don't question me, don't fight back, you're not allowed to hit me and most of all; you need to do as I say. Got it?" Mitch closed his laptop and stood tall and proud.
"Even if it involves sucking your dick? Because there is no way in hell am I going to suck any cock." Jack crossed his arms and growled away.
"What did I say about questioning my methods?" Mitch shook his head, "We start tomorrow, at the gym and I'm coming along but at night, where we would see lesser furs, got it?"
The two rolled their eyes and nodded. Hank agreed but gave a concerned look, more so than a happy and eager one. He said nothing and got back into his room. This followed by the other two.
Night finally came, the gym was nearly empty, saved for one or two remaining members but overall, it was definitely a slow day. Being a 24/7 gym had its perks and benefits for folks that worked late but for this particular group of muscled men, they weren't very particular about it. Burt got on to the bench press with his arms wide and chest puffed out, kilos after kilos of weights were placed on the bar but after his third set, the toned dragon finally placed his plan into play.
"Remember what I said yesterday about questioning my methods and following exactly what I said?" Mitch reminded the canine.
"Yeah," he grunted and wiped the sweat off his forehead. "What do you plan on doing? Suck me off? Hahahaha!"
He smirked away, "No but be prepared for anything. Like... now..." And a paw was placed on to the Doberman's crotch. With that instant, he pushed it off and sprang right up, clearly not amused at the sudden grope of his precious family jewels. He growled and pushed his paw away.
"Hey! This is not the training we talked about!"
"You want to increase your testosterone level, right? How the fuck do you get your dick up? Your male hormones! Didn't you watch the video last night?" Mitch shook his head but didn't falter on his actions. He continued to rub against that crotch.
As much as Burt wanted to push that paw away, he did make a bet last night. Fuck! He made a bet that involved penis touching! What the hell is wrong with him! "Fine! Be it! This is stupid!" He harrumphed and proceeded to bench as much as he could.
Frankly speaking, none of them were very particular about it. Jack felt disturbed by the fact that another dude was going to touch his junk and Hank kept quiet about it, in an almost creepy way. As the canine pushed through his final rep, the rubbing of crotch stopped and Burt glared at the dragon menacingly, as if gouging his eyes out was the best revenge. Admittedly, he was kinda hard.
Next came the lion jock and went through the same process as usual. Puffed through the last set and the same were said for the strong equine. With the gym practically empty by now, Mitch was free to do as he pleased. Bench pressing was done and next came bicep curls but for sets such as this, perhaps a little nipple pinching was at hand.
Hank was the first in line and his shirt was taken off. Glorious abs was shown and his chest puffed out, broad shoulders with two dumbbells holding on in his paw. The horse grunted, wanted to push the perverted dragon off but just as his paws came in contact with his massive pecs, he felt a short burst of sensation coursing through his body and had his cock pulsed in response. With the rubbing of his crotch on the bench press, he was particularly hyped in his pants.
"This feels weird...." Hank huffed as two dumbbells curled away.
"The point is to get you hard while you work out. That's where the pump goes." Mitch explained with both paws doing all the work.
The bulge was evident enough and shortly after, the horse sported an unusual tent in between his legs. He blushed and gave the next set to the dragon's following victim. This went on with a whole lot of complains from the other two but for now, perhaps he shouldn't go too far. Once their sets were done, Mitch grinned and allowed the rest of their routine to go as it should.
The Doberman had a hard time concealing that bulge of his and couldn't do much to make it go down. Evidently, the image of sex zipped through his mind. Frustrated, he couldn't help but get agitated and lifted harder. He was up to the point where he couldn't do it anymore and got into a failed set. With their last routine done, all packed and ready to go, they headed back to the apartment.
Days turned to months and Mitch got bolder by the day. Results were beginning to show but the lion and Doberman didn't want to admit it all. Chest got bigger and biceps definitely showed far more definition but the biggest side effect was how horny they were constantly getting into. Now, it was time to get into the next phase and Mitch wasn't getting any complains for the rest of the jocks.
"Come on! Push it up!" Mitch shouted in encouragement while the rest looked on.
"Shut up!" Burt grunted and placed the bar on top of the safety spot. "You're not helping with all the rubbing you're giving me, okay? I've not jacked off today and your balls are touching my face."
"Thought you would have gotten used to it by now," the dragon grinned. Today, he wore something lose and went commando, thought that this was about the right time to get them used to his musk.
He lowered himself gently but not forcefully pressed his crotch against the canine's sensitive nostrils. Burt grunted and blushed awkwardly, continued on with his routine and once he was done, the canine walked away without a word. Jack came next and this time, he tried to be as discrete as possible, purposely going down as low as he could. The lion saw the male's growing erection but said not a word. Then again, his waking cock did bring him to justice.
Hank was next but the horse didn't need a spotter. "I could do this on my own."
"Oh? Why is that?"
No answer and he proceeded to lift. Mitch shrugged and watched as the strong horse did what he was meant to do. Now shirtless, sweat drenched all over his fur and muscles, he was a man to die for and his malehood was beginning to stir even more. After his adventures with the two male, perhaps now it was time to take things further out in public. No one was around... practically anyone...
Dropped down to his bulge, the brown scheming dragon dug his paws into the equine's pants and gripped on to his cock. This brought a sudden surge to the lifting male. Looking downwards, he saw the grin of the culprit. "There are other methods..."
Hank said not a word and let the man do as he pleased. Jack watched from a distance and gripped on to his bulge just the same, pinched on to his nipples as he enjoyed the view. Fuck, he wasn't supposed to be aroused from watching other men do things like this but somehow, he seemed at ease up. That scaled paw went up and down that large horse meat, gently getting it up to a full on erection but by the time he got the job done, Hank sat back up and laughed away. "This is your method?"
"Hey, it was worth the shot." Mitch stood back up and gave that horse cock a final stroke before leaving for their next routine.
It went on, getting bolder day by day, week by week. At the end of each month, his musk and pheromones must have set into their daily lives. Each time Mitch walked down the room shirtless and sweaty, their groin would stir and he grinned at their awkward reaction. The horse, somehow, wasn't fazed by the sudden outcome.
As life goes on, so did their relationship. Burt and Jack were apparently far more helpful towards Mitch and it did shake him off guard. He knew they were - at times - complete assholes but as their specific training continued, charted off with new routine of cock rubbing, they were far more complacent; occasionally rubbing at him for extra training personally or sometimes, just sharing mindless thoughts and emotions. Heck, the lion even went as far as to get comfort after his break up with his bitch girlfriend.
Mitch remembered that one faithful night. Jack came into his room and cried silently; laid his head right on to the dragon's chest. All the dragon could do was brushed at his mane and caressed against his tight muscles. He was glad that he came in shirtless because this was his chance to play with the broken lion. Words of comfort and encouragement were exchanged and as this went on, he had the lion sniffing out at his body. The scent must have been working because at that very moment, Jack couldn't do anything but lay there in silence.
He wasn't sure if it was working or not but for all he knew, his paw went right to him. Each caress was comforting and each inhale of his musk was just right. Everything seemed right and thought nothing about it. It was just him and him alone. For now, it seemed that they were warming up to him, except for a single horse.
Hank, however, wasn't pushing through the boundaries of things but at times, he would do as instructed. Other times, he would scoff it off and proceeded to do other things. Nonetheless, the equine definitely showed results. He lifted far heavier now and the definition of muscles finally showed itself. Sometimes, it got harder to concentrate with the horse showing off his hard earned work and musk trailed off all over the apartment.
Mitch shuddered at that thought and apparently, he finally got to know the horse far better than the rest. Getting up from a nap always had a drowsy effect on to the dragon and as he got himself a drink from the kitchen, he noticed a certain horse staring right at him. The other two were out on some event and that left both of them alone. Clad in nothing but boxers, Hank wasn't ashamed to walk around with nothing on.
"Good evening, my dragon friend."
"Um... hello..." he smiled and gulped down his cup of water, "You're feeling sexy today."
"When am I not feeling sexy, hrm?" Hank moved over and slowly pushed the scaled dragon back towards the fridge. "I'm on to you."
"On to me? On what?"
Hanks smiled away, "Please, don't think I've not noticed what you're trying to do. I may be the quiet and mysterious one in the group but I do know what's happening. The two may not but I know. Your musk... you're trying to rub it on to the others including me."
Busted.
"Uh huh... and you know this how?" Mitch smirked, not wanting to show fear.
"You think I'm just a dumb jock, huh?"
"With all due respect, out of you three, you're the smartest of them all," Mitch shuddered when a single finger pressed itself on to his chest, "I'm just trying to help, as a friend."
A sudden grip of his paws had him yelping in shock. "Help? Friend?" This time, his nostrils closed in to his chest and inhaled sharply, breathed it out to his friend, indicate how aroused he was. "I've been sniffing at you for months; it's like a drug to me now. Whenever I see you, I felt compelled to turn tail and lift it up, just for you. Why?"
Mitch whined and shuddered as every part of his body was touched gently. His tail, sides, pecs, toned torso; all getting the attention that he solely needed. "I don't... know..."
"Show me, more... and I will... show you... more as well."
The boxer came loose and flopped on the ground, out popped a very strong and erected horse cock. Now fully exposed, Mitch finally got what he had been dreaming off since that very faithful day. "Hank, you do know that you're straight, right?"
He laughed and turned away, sitting on to the couch and spread his legs wide open, giving his hanging balls a scratch while rubbing along its length. "So? I think this is far better than any bitch I could find and I'm willing."
"Hank, I hope there's no camera rolling in on this, I'm never going to forgive you." This was too good to be true.
With that said the larger male rolled his eyes and turned around, his rump high up in the air and opened up willingly. "How about this?"
If he hadn't hold on to his breathe, he might have drooled all over the floor. Captivated by that muscled rump, it was just the perfect size. It was true that horses do have the best butts around. Where he learned all this was just a mystery and he wasn't going to question the sudden submission of the male. His tail smacked to the side and hips pushed backwards, his balls hung without restriction and the looks of his cock was extremely enticing.
Mitch moved over and placed his dragon paw around that bubble rump, felt the soft and short fur that covered the muscled jock. "Why are you doing this?"
"Let's just say, I want more of your training," head turned and his right arm flexed away, "I admit, your training have been unorthodox but yields result. I was skeptical at first but now, I think it's time to reward my gay dragon."
Reward? This reward? Is this even possible! Mitch panted and got on all fours, sniffed at the musk that came from that tail hole and with immediate effect; his body took in the strong scent that belonged to this beautiful horse. His tongue gingerly lapped at the side and that got a wonderful moan from the front. Dragon paws got busy as horse cock got stroked down from the flare to the base. Every throbbing inch of that maleness felt powerful and full, ready to breed anyone into oblivion.
Gentle at first but like always, the dragon got bolder. Eyes closed and paws pried open that ass, dived right in and started lapping away with glee, excited to have this jock down on all fours. Hank moaned, gripped on to the couch as several wonderful sensations crept against his body. His fur stood on end, body quaked and sighed happily, evidence of pre seeped from the tip and made a wonderful mess down below. If he hadn't gone through the testosterone induced training, never in a billion years would he show himself as that but somehow, he was rather willing and even if he forced himself off, his cock wasn't about to go down any time soon.
"Just... oh... f.... f-ah..." Music to his ears, the chorus of moans and the wonderful sounds that spurred him on; Mitch loved it, "Deeper. Fuck... Can't believe... I've gone this far..."
Being a dragon had its advantages and one of them was having a tongue long enough to make that tight ass clench and unclench like a vice. Hank tried to relax as much as possible and when that happened, Mitch licked even more, very glad that he had this horse down to submission.
Muzzled pulled away and the dragon licked his lips, "You know, ass play is probably the best way to help increase your level of virility."
"More of your nonsense?"
"If it's so much of nonsense, do you still want to continue?" This time, a wet finger played around the rim of that hole. "You feel that? I could make you cum from playing with your sweet male spot."
The prostrate, the lovely male G-Spot that was unbeknownst to the straight men, men such as these three, horse included. Without giving a chance to explain himself, the dominant dragon pushed right in. That got a loud moan from the jock and without even thinking, yelled the words that could have made his wet dreams come true.
"Fuck me!"
"What's that?" Louder, he wanted to hear his words crystal clear.
"F-Fuck me... ahh... fuck me, please." Hank turned around and lets off a desperate whine. This was the first that he had ever set himself this low. Sex was rare for him, mainly because bitches would whine and be afraid of eating up such length. He went to clubs - strip clubs - and most of them turned away once they saw how much he was packing. Blue balls every night and day and there is so much that a paw can do. Never invested into any toys but once, he had his cock sucked in a gay bar.
He figured that since bitches wouldn't suck him off, perhaps another dude might. True enough, he got some gay action but a blowjob pretty much summed it up. Never got into any anal action because he was afraid of how much it might hurt but sometimes, he got curious and managed to finger fucked himself in the shower. The pleasure wasn't up to his expectations but it was there. Now, with the dragon behind him, he managed to abuse his sweet pleasure spot.
The feeling was truly unexpected, truly something that only another guy could have done but then, he never knew how much of a sub it turned him into. In and out that finger went and each time he moaned for him to dig in deeper, fuck him harder and practically begged for his cock. As this went on, Mitch leaked like a broken faucet, practically soiled the ground underneath and slicks enough to a single penetration.
"I'm begging you, please. Just..." Hank blushed and couldn't bring himself to finish his sentence.
"Horsey, let me just get something. I knew this day might come around and bought you a present, just for you," the dragon got up and went to his room, out of sight but came back quickly with a small package, "This here, is going to keep you company and will pleasure you all the way."
Out popped a moderate sized vibrator, especially for a horse his size. Hank whined and turned to look at the sex device, obviously made for anal pleasure. "Will this help?"
"It will do more than help and trust me, by the time you're done with it, you may want to buy something much bigger than this. Perhaps, a dildo?" The idea was embedded into his mind and it wasn't going to leave any time soon.
The muscled equine bit his lips and succumbed to his desire. Laid on his back, legs hoisted upwards and ass spread open, he was back in business. Without a word, he took the toy and gently entered into his tail hole, slowly and gently so as not to hurt his very pride as a male. Evidently, it entered without so much of a problem due to his prior ass play. He sighed and waited for a bit, enough to get used to it but before he even got himself ready, Mitch turned the device on.
Pleasure surged through his body and eyes popped open, wide as dinner plates. His ass trembled and so did his body, cock throbbed violently and voices of utter pleasure cried out through the living room, giving life to his sudden orgasm. Spurts of cum drenched all over his broad chest and it didn't stop right there. Several more shots, caked over his abs and face. Heck, he even managed to get some in his mouth! Never before in his life did he endured such powerful orgasm and didn't want this to end any time soon. However, he wasn't a robot and as virile as he was, the ropes finally came to a trickle.
Mitch was at his hardest, a simple touch could have made him cum along with the horse but didn't. Watching the man wallow in his personal sex induced activity was a complete turn on and probably the first powerful orgasm that he'd ever seen from a man. His cum splattered all over the area and he couldn't do anything but stare at him in bewilderment, shocked to see how far he'd come since that day he rubbed his paw against that crotch.
Minutes passed and Hank was the first to break the silence. "Help me clean up, would cha'? I think this is going to take a while."
"I... Um... O-Okay..."
Since that day onwards, the dragon never looked at his jock horse the same way again and neither did Hank. The other two saw a sudden change in their behavior and just shrugged it off. Well, not for Jack anyway. Over the weekend, he watched as the horse got far touchier with the dragon and since Burt was out with his girl, he didn't want to tag along.
The lion watched from a distance as the two laughed and joked while watching some sort of sitcom movie, obviously getting far friendlier than they used to. Evening came and as he observed their sudden change of attitude, he got jealous. In fact, he was getting slightly agitated at them.
"Hey, Mitch, aren't we training today?" Jack grunted and sat in between the two. From here on, he smelt the musk of the dragon. He remembered his training, day by day, the dragon had his musk embedded into his mind and just like the horse, couldn't get it out of his mind.
Mitch knew from the get go that his plan was coming into play and since the horse was down, it was time to kill two birds with one stone. He saw it, oh it saw it, too obvious. A bulge formed in between his pants, sweaty and panting, nipples hard enough to cut through diamond; he needed some sex. "Naw, not today. Hank and I are going out tonight. If you want to train, may I suggest wrestling?"
The lion blinked for a moment and cocked his head to the side. "Wrestling? How does that help?"
"The main purpose of my program was to help increase the level of male virility in you naturally and wrestling helps with it."
"How does that... hey!" The two got up and Mitch winked right at him. "But who's gonna wrestling!"
"Burt will be back soon, don't worry." Hank got his sleeveless jacket and zipped it up. "If you need anything, call us." And just like that, they were gone.
Jack sighed away, frustrated with blue balls. He had to admit, he couldn't wait for Burt to come back because at this point, he just wanted to grind on something. His paw roamed about and without even realizing it, stopped at his nipples. Memories of how pleasurable the first time Mitch played with his body came rushing back into his mind. A grunt here and there, he was slowly getting comfortable. So much so that his body was succumbing to the pleasure of his own nipple play. The bulge was beginning to get uncomfortable and without hesitation, popped his cock out.
The breeze of the evening brushed against it, shuddered at the warm caress. An ample amount of time was dedicated to his chest and every now and then, he would grope at them, proud of what he had finally achieved. Again, like the horse, it was painful to admit but the dragon's training was definitely paying off. His mane was lush and fluffy, far better looking than he had before and plenty of his other friends were complimenting on how well he looked. Heck, in fact, he was a hit at clubs.
Jack smiled but slowly turned to a pant, watched intensely at his shifting cock, pre spurt at the tip and down to his lower abs, obviously ready to burst a load but wasn't about to do so. "So horny... Need... to cum... Need... I Need... ah..." Enough was enough.
Paw gripped on to his stiff member and without another thought, gave pleasure to what he had deprived himself from. The strokes came in fast and rapid but he remembered reading an article stating how edging could bring him to a higher level of masturbation. Jack bit the bottom of his lips and let go, watched as the violent beast screamed for pleasure.
"Fuck... fuck... what is wrong... why am I... so..."
"Hello, anybody home?"
Burt!
Fucking hell! Not this soon! Not now! Jack scrambled to get his pants up and thankfully, managed to stuff his cock in but failed at concealing such a massive endowment.
"Oh, you're in." the Doberman closed the door and immediately took his shirt off. "We're going to the gym later on?"
"Nope," Jack casually said.
"Well shit, I thought we were going to get some back muscle done. My pecs and biceps are beautiful." Burt laughed as he did a double flex.
"Mitch gave me another routine." The lion muttered.
"What?"
"Apparently, wrestling is another way to help increase our performance."
Burt raised an eyebrow inquisitively, "Wrestling, seriously?"
They looked at each other and said not a word, contemplating as to whether or not they should continue this madness. It was out of their way already in the first place to have the dragon rub against their crotch and not do anything about it. That later on came to nipple pinching and soon, came to smelling his musk. Both had the same treatment and without even realizing it, has become second nature. Now, wrestling? Rubbing their muscles on each other? Isn't that... too... gay?
Burt couldn't help it but recently, he has been getting dreams about jacked men rubbing around him, touching his body and basically giving him a good ol' muscle worship. He was always full of himself and to get someone to worship his body like that, only a gay man would do that. Sure, his girlfriend was impressed with how well he had trained himself to be but never once did she go head over heels with them.
"Come on, we'll do it. Half an hour and we're done, the winner have to pay for dinner tonight, how about that?" Jack finally stood back up.
"Pay for dinner? Hell no, I'm not gonna pay for dinner. You are gonna get me dinner." The Doberman grinned. "Bring it, pussy."
"Oh, you did not go that way!" Jack growled in annoyance, his fur standing on edge.
"Come on, bring it! One on one!" Burt took his shorts off and clad only in his underwear, a big bulge showing in between. "Pussy!"
Jack roared and got himself ready, stripped off but soon realized that his cock was half erected, yet to release his pent up tension. Nevertheless, he ignored that because right now, his pride was in the line. Thankfully, the living room was big enough for two muscled jocks to play about and despite the amount of mess rolling about, it didn't hinder their pride filled rage.
Burt had the lion pinned to the ground and grinded his torso against his back, laughing and telling how much of a bitch he was. It spurred the lion's rage and got him off, grabbed hold on to his leg and placed him into a deadlock. From his perspective, the bulging cock that was stored within the man's underwear was slowly growing, swelled to the point where it was getting uncomfortable. This caught him off guard, kicked on his stomach and once again, pinned with his arms locked behind.
The Doberman now had him on his belly, grinded his protruding cock against a pair of bulbous ass and somehow, he was enjoying this all the more. That act of frotting had finally helped the canine to reach his peak and without even thinking, pulled his cock out, rubbed on to the feline like he was a bitch in heat. It got to the lion's attention.
"What are you...?"
"You lost, now you gotta pay." Burt grinned and held on to the lion's paw even harder, his forearm pinned on to his back for assurance.
Admittedly, the canine was far stronger than Jack and despite his frustration and anger; he had no choice but to stay in place. Up and down his hips moved in between the lion's butt crack but he couldn't get too much of stimulation due to his still existing undergarment. Burt hissed and somehow, managed to get it off by using his feet. "Heh, so much of a bitch aren't cha'?"
"Shut up!"
Burt pushed him even harder, the jock underneath had to let out a soft cry of dismay and shame. This wasn't how it was supposed to turn out but somehow, he was slowly getting used to it. The words were still hurtful but in between their hazed state of cock rubbing, Jack kept inhaling the Doberman. It got worse when he felt shoulders pinned to the ground, his muzzle came to his ear and whispered words softly. "You like this..." And inhaled deeply. "Oh hell, you smell good."
So did both of them. Their musk lingered around the room and matched with their growing arousal, it was clear that things were going southwards. That cock continued to rub in between his ass and without even thinking tried to spread the lion open. Jack whined and begged for the canine to at least use some sort of lube to make it easier. He didn't know why but despite being released from the clutches of the canine, he continued to lie where he was.
"Oh fuck you smell good." Burt blurted out, his muzzle traveled from the lion's fluffy mane and going down all the way to his ass. The scent was even stronger now, his sweet scent of lion pheromones was beginning to cloud his judgement, added with the fact that he had a hard cock that yearned to fuck into a warm hole; he was up to the point of no return. "Smell so fucking... good..." Muzzle opened up and lapped at the lion's rump.
He was spread wide open, ate him out like how he did with his girlfriend's pussy and no matter the gender, the moans were the same. Well, except for the fact that guys were far deeper, it was somehow... arousing. Jack couldn't help but just endure through it, tongue hung outwards as pleasure coursed through his body like never before. Deeper and deeper he went. As this went on, Jack couldn't help but jacked his cock away, enjoyed the pleasure that had enveloped his entire body. Burt got more dominant as minutes passed and without knowing what he was doing, almost popped the lion's cherry.
"Can I do you...?" Jack mumbled.
"What was that?" Burt growled.
"Can I just have a taste of you? I just..." The lion took this chance and pried himself from the canine, blushed a little. "I just want to smell you more, taste what a m-man taste like. Rim you as you did with me."
Burt immediately obliged. It was a sudden request but a request that he was willingly glad to have fulfilled. With the Doberman on his back, legs lifted and ass spread open, the fully aroused canine dropped everything that he had and turned his stub tail behind, grinned as the lion took in all of his scent as well. The immediate assault of a tongue had him yelped in surprise. For the first time, he had experienced the coarse and rough tongue of a feline. Its sand papery texture was definitely made for grooming but it seemed suitable for ass licking as well.
Small pants of breathe was inevitable and Burt looked down at the ass that he was worshipping prior to this. As he went to town, the whiff of the lion was just as he had remembered. The same kind of sweat and musk when they were at the gym, the same kind of man scent that fills his private domain and now, something that he experience at its source. Intense pleasure wrecked through their bodies and each of them couldn't get enough of what was going on. In their hazed mind, this all seemed right and with the fact that they had a raging erection popping right in front of them, edging was the only option.
Pre kept leaking from their cocks and nothing could be done but let it all flow. Their sex induced hormones filled the very room and with nothing more than their own lust to fill each other's desires, there was nothing the two canine and feline could do to stop it. Laps after laps, moans after moans; it was endless. Burt couldn't take it anymore as he pushed a finger in. The lion stopped whatever he was doing and wallowed in the sudden invasion of his ass. It was difficult to pry his paws away from his own cock because he was afraid that a single touch of it could let off endless spurt of cum and he wouldn't want that so soon.
"More..." Jack groaned as his paws grabbed on to a pair of broad pecs and squeezed right at them, feeling the hardness that came from hours of body training. Burt felt the touch and his ego inflated even more. He liked it even more when someone touches him that way and knew how much the lion liked it. His actions spoke louder than words because every time the canine managed to get through his anal defenses, found that sweet prostrate, the feline would squeezed at him even harder and started playing with his nipples, clearly he enjoyed it all.
Grinned away, Burt still had his fingers embedded into the lion but now, guzzled that lion cock. The taste of pre was exquisite but it was far more satisfying as he heard the lion roar out loud. Warm and moist, muzzle that kept sucking and bobbing up and down, something that would make him cum indefinitely.
"Stop... Stop... Ah... AAHH!! No! Please! Ahh!!" Jack clawed on the ground with his hips hoisted upwards, his body felt like it wasn't his any longer. Deeper and deeper he went and muzzle had it down to the base, taking up entire inches of lion meat. Without even chocking, Burt slurped and inhaled deeply, the musk quickly hitting his nostrils and that made him spurt a drop of pre on to the lion's mane. The more he got a good whiff of him, the harder it was to pry off.
Edging... so... much pleasure... must...
"ROAR!!" His orgasm came to life. Each devastating shot filled Burt's muzzle with seed and it came in buckets. This was probably the longest orgasm he'd ever had in his life because even after spewing so much, that cock continued to trickle down his throat. Eyes closed, the Doberman apparently swallowed every drop that the lion produced without fail but then, a simple grip on to his member had him at alert.
Jack knew what was happening by now and didn't want to just be the only one doing it because deep inside, he did wanted to taste the seed of this male. Paws gripped like a vice and without missing a beat, stroked his cock like his life depended on it. With all these pleasure coursing through his every vein, he released in no time. The shots were strong, strong enough to slosh right down his throat. Muzzle opened wide, tongue out to not waste a single drop; he drank it all.
The lion moaned with eyes closed as he went to town, ate it all without a word. At this point, Burt was sensitive to the touch and couldn't bear the immense pleasure. In the end, he dropped on top of the lion, breathed heavily as he tried to regain his strength. Both were at their wits end, unable to move, stayed in place without a word.
*Ring Ring Ring*
"What the..." Burt snapped in his dazed state and looked around, blinked several times before getting distracted with another bout of ringing. His phone. "W-Where is my phone?"
Jack somehow returned to reality as well and looked around, pointed to the right and struggled to get the device. "H-Hello?"
"Hey, Jack! You want dinner? There's a huge discount at the pasta restaurant down the road, you coming?" Mitch shouted through the phone.
"Um... Dinner..." he turned behind and saw the innocent face of the canine, "Sure, dinner. We'll be there in an hour, Burt's coming along."
"Oh sweet. See you guys in an hour."
*click*
The phone shuts itself and the tension between both males was seen, not talking to each other for a few seconds. Jack got back up and sat there with his flaccid cock, so was the Doberman. "You okay back there?"
Burt sighed and rubbed the back of his head. "What's going on...? I have never felt this way before in my life. This all started with Mitch screwing around with our routine. Ever since then, I've been feeling weird."
"You too?" The lion looked on.
"Yeah, it's just... whenever that dragon walks around the apartment, I felt compelled to follow him, to let him do more," he confessed like a priest was in front of him. "And... and... I liked it. The way he rubbed me up, getting to my muscles, it felt good, really good."
The lion moved forward and nodded. "And his musk is sweet, right?"
"Very much so," the confused canine watched with a sudden interest into the lion. "And somehow, it made me got used to you too..."
"That means you like what we did, just now, smelling me up," Jack was close enough to the canine that he smelt every single pheromones that he was producing. His tensed up sexual frustration, his breath, his manly musk; all combined into one perfect scent. Inhaled sharply as he did so, his mind continued to play games with him. Evidently, their lips touched, kissed for the very first time.
As months come and go, it was about the end of the semester and all four college guys are finally at their finals. As far as Mitch can see, all three jocks were happy and content with how things were going. Their life went on smoothly and staying together with each other had never been more fun. Grades improved and so did their lives, except for Burt because apparently, he had broken off with his girl and the reason was to spend more time with the guys. It meant a lot to them and they've never been happier.
Somehow, Mitch finally got know each of them separately and with each passing days, they got more and more incline with him but that didn't leave the rest out. Hank had apparently gotten far more into the dragon but later on, occasionally, he would tease about with the other two. Meanwhile, Jack had a spike in his sexual tension and every now and then, he had to churn one out but not without the thoughts of his three friends naked in bed as they rammed their cocks into him. It was his own personal fantasy but did nothing to show it off, besides walking around with only his boxer shorts.
As the finals came about, their training had stopped and the sudden halt had them a little concerned. On the weeks of finals, each of the jocks were beginning to feel restless and heated up, forced themselves to concentrate on studying but this only happened after they had finished masturbating. However, it wasn't enough and each and every one of them had an itch deep inside that they couldn't get through without plunging in a various sizes of dildo up their tail hole.
Mitch observed with high interest at the three and looking back at his calendar, a week more and he would have these jocks eating right out of his paw. Hank had now changed thoughts about being with any women and decided to bat the other team. Day in day out the horse would flirt endlessly with the dragon and soon enough, they were kissing behind closed doors. However, Mitch didn't want to move to the next base that quickly and decided to have the horse in blue balls. Of course, Hank wasn't very happy with it but he was told that soon enough, he would have him down on all fours.
With that in mind, he didn't have any qualms about it. Instead, he looked forward to the day when that happened. Eventually, every other night, Hank would have that silicon cock ram right into his ass and each time he did so, the horse couldn't get the image of Mitch out of his head. He just wanted the dragon so bad, bad enough that he would submit himself completely.
As Friday rolled in, they were done. Mitch and Hank was the first to get everything done. Without hesitation, the horse had lost himself and pulled him in for a kiss. Entered into the living room, front door slammed to a close, locked and dragon pushed on to the sofa; their lips locked. Hank's lust for the dragon was at its pinnacle and couldn't bear to deny his needs any longer. Clothes were a hindrance; out they went, naked with bodies grinded with each other.
"You smell..." a long whiff was taken in, the horse in euphoria, "Divine..."
Mitch chuckled and played with his mane while trying to frot with the large horse. That equine cock stood in full mast and despite the terror it could do to an ass, it wasn't going into any tail hole any time soon. In fact, he wanted to be dominated but not from any guy... but this dragon. Falling head over heels for this male, it was inevitable that he would end up at the bottom and he had no idea why. Just the thought itself made him beg for more. However, foreplay was something that he liked and cherished with their time together.
Mitch rubbed at his broad shoulders, felt the muscles and power that the man possessed. He couldn't believe it. All those trainings, they actually went through it and yielded results beyond his expectations. Honestly, he didn't expect the plan to work so well that he would wrap in the arms of this jock that begged to be fucked on all fours.
"Now get on all fours," the dragon stood with the tip of his fingers at the horse's chin, "On all fours with tail raised. I want to see that ass of yours again."
Without hesitation, Hank did as he was told with enthusiasm. With his tail raised high up, he spread open as wide as possible without fearing the dragon. He was prepared for this, very much prepared. "Yes, yours. You promised me something, right?"
"Yes, that I did," the dragon lowered himself and inhaled as deep as possible, "I very much did. You're not afraid that the rest would see you down like this?"
"Doesn't matter to me," Hank arched his back and showed off his back muscles. "Let them know that I belong to you."
Mitch was beginning to drool and found that his cock had reacted the same way. "Your ass is divine. You're just so... so... beautiful."
Hank moaned and rubbed at his enlarged cock, "Then why wait? This ass isn't going to lick itself, you know. Make sure I'm ready for you. Hmmm... ready for your hot dragon dick ravaging through my ass."
That was enough to rouse him to his needs. His muzzle buried in between those two buns, spreads them open without hesitation and started kissing at it excitedly. Tip of his tongue licked at the rim and that made the horse shiver in need. His body felt like it wasn't his anymore and every ministration that was delivered to his ass felt amazing, no words could have describe it all. Slow and sensual, every lap was teasingly wonderful but it wasn't enough. Now, it was deep and harder. Spit on and rubbed with a finger, the horse relaxed even more and opened up willingly.
His dragon paws were left to play with an equine cock. Long and slow strokes were delivered but he wanted to push the horse to the brink of desperation. Muzzle off from that ass and went all out to his precious family jewels. They hung low and heavy, obviously filled with seed that needed to be churned out. It wouldn't be a surprise if the horse came two to three times in just one session and begged for more. The thought itself riled up the dragon.
"So how was the exam?" Mitch opened his muzzle and ate in one of his ball sacs.
"Are you fucking serious?" Hank whimpered.
"I'm fucking serious."
He whimpered louder. "It was difficult. Quite complicated to be honest but I think I could get a good passing rate on it."
"That's my good horse." He slapped at his right butt cheek.
Hank blushed and buried his face on to a pillow, "T-Thank... you..."
A good horse. A very good horse indeed. Such willing and begging, wanted to be owned by another male. That was what he portrayed himself to be and nothing more than that. The sudden click of the door had them stopped midway but Mitch grinned devilishly. This was going to be interesting and he wasn't letting up. In fact, Hank stood true to his words and wanted the rest to see him like this; tail up with a dragon dominating over him. As the door opened up, Burt approached and next came Jack, both with a happy smile on their faces but stopped short as they saw the pair in the living room.
Not a word was exchanged between them and with the door locked; the four were practically alone with something raunchy happening right in between them. Hank, being the bold one at this moment, got up and swayed his tail towards the two. Here on out, Burt was rather surprised at the horse's sudden move as he pulled him in to a kiss. His eyes bulged like dinner plates and in his mind, everything yelled 'pull out' but he didn't. In fact, this was his second time kissing another male. With Jack being the first, he was slightly amused.
Jack blushed and felt a sudden stir in his groin, watched intensely as the two made out. "H-Hank..."
The horse acknowledged and turned towards the lion, "Oh, I'm sorry, didn't know you wanted some equine meat. I'll give you extra." With a grin, he pulled the lion aggressively and lip smacked together but in his words, something extra. His paw went downwards and unbuckled his pants, letting it flop on to the ground and out popped that feline cock.
Jack stood rooted to the ground but moaned at the immediate attention that he received. Paws wrapped on to the larger male, grinded their cocks together and without missing a beat, rolled those heavy equine balls. With all of this happening, Mitch folded his arms and licked his lips, his plans finally coming in place, to completion. From the moment he met these three guys, he had always wanted to have them down on all fours and by gosh he had them eating right out of his paws.
He called out towards Burt and the canine barked in approval, walked over and stripped as he was ordered to. In the gym, he saw the man shirtless and groped over at his cock freely. Now, he had him down to nothing and submitted to him completely. Paws went to work and cupped at his orbs, rolled them about while coaxing that cock to hardness. Compared to the three, Burt had an above average looking one. Hank being the largest due to his species but with Jack, he wasn't up to par. Sure, he was large at first glance, perfect for fucking asses and pussies but standing with the other two, there was nothing to boast about.
Then again, Mitch wasn't picky about whose cock was the biggest because as long as they enjoyed every minute of it, it was good enough for him. Burt got on all fours, tail raised with ass pried open. For the first time, the dragon saw his ass wide open; tight and rounded, just like Hank's muscled ass but fluffier. Giving it a sniff, Mitch growled at attention. Different, very much different from the horse. Hank was slightly sweet and musky but the canine, he was intoxicating; powerful and yet, not as strong to the point of knocking out.
A simple touch against that puckered hole had him flinched a little, his cries were heard and as he gave a short lap at the rim, Burt lets off a soft moan. He wanted to tease the man, teased him until the begging comes along but to do so, he needed time and time was what he had. Exams were over, nothing to care about except what to do during the weekends but from the looks of things, they pretty much know how they were going to occupy themselves.
Hank was done with the lion and even for Jack; he was beginning to go limp. "They seem to be having lots of fun. Wanna join them?"
"Oh gods, yes! I'm itching inside. I need to get fucked," Jack had no choice but to pull the horse over, went down on all fours next to the canine, "Please, big horse, do me..."
The equine nickered and did as he was told. In the past, he never knew how much gay sex could have changed his lifestyle and right now, he regretted not one bit. Whoever said otherwise definitely hadn't had their dose of men. Thankfully, his tongue was broad and lengthy enough to pry the lion open. Jack cried the loudest as he was rimmed to the base, his cock jumped at attention but another paw gripped on to him. As Hank ate him out, Mitch watched on while fingering at the groaning Burt. "You seem to have mastered the art of ass licking."
Hank pulled for a moment and licked his lips, "I had a good teacher. Otherwise, how could I have opened up so easily for you? Remember, this ass is still a virgin from any real cock."
"Oh yes, I know that. You wanted the real thing and not just some shit ass silicone plunging in and out inside of you, no?"
"Do me as soon as you can." The horse chuckled while pawing away at the feline. From the looks of it, it was evident that Jack was the first to let loose. His cries were strong and powerful, signs that his orgasm was churning to the point of no return and Hank wanted him to do just that.
Burt watched in as well but something else was calling on to him. That bouncing cock, pre dripped on to the ground, it beckoned him forward. Pacing himself, he crawled under the lion and opened his muzzle, lapped at the tip and tasted pre once more. Memories from his previous encounter with the lion came flooding back, the time they both got far too horny to even care, wrestled nearly naked on to the ground and sixty-nining each other, it was all coming back and realized... he wanted to relive that feeling again! Each drop lapped away like a thirsty canine that was deprived of sex completely.
The paw on the cock stroked rapidly, absolutely up on the edge but when a warm muzzle wrapped itself around the tip and suckled like a baby, Jack couldn't hold back and lets off streams of warm lion milk. Thick and creamy seed shot down his throat and like the last time, he guzzled everything down. The taste was exquisite and musky. He had tasted his own cum before but never compared to another male till that very day. Muzzle pulled off from that saliva covered cock as it went flaccid but with a little bit of coaxing, he's pretty sure Jack could go on for several more rounds.
Jack flopped on to the ground, gasped for air as he recuperated. "Fuck me. I need it."
"When did you get so slutty, huh?" Hank turned the lion on to his back and hoisted his legs up. From his point of view, that ass was practically twitching and wanted something to just part it through, namely a giant horse cock. He grinned and licked his lips as he was offered a bottle of lube by the dragon.
"We wouldn't want to break that ass apart, right?" Mitch chuckled. "What I mean is, don't break him. We want a go at him."
His paws got busy and lathered himself up, covered every single inch of his member as it stood erected. "Aww... thank you. He's not gonna be loose for long. Though... I wouldn't mind getting up from the back by you." Took the dragon's paw and squeezed a generous portion out for him. "My ass is yours. Plow me in while I handle this ass."
Mitch growled in need as he took orders from the horse. As he lubed himself up, he watched the horse enter. The tip easily slides in and just as that happened, Jack moaned softly. Thankfully, Hank was courteous enough to let the lion accommodate as much as possible because knowing how large he was, there is no way a single virgin cat like him could take so much in one go. In and out he went, with the help of lube, pushed through every barrier and the voice of feline was music to his ears.
Burt sat by the side and watched in as well, paw directed at his cock while he rubbed away, obviously horny from such spectacle. Inside, however, he was getting jealous that the three were having the time of their lives right after finals but that was short lived when Hank looked up at him. That handsome horse coaxed him over, tasted the air as an indication to serve that member up on a silver platter. Thought nothing of it, the canine shifted over and pointed towards the horse's muzzle. Hank was delighted and opened up immediately, engulfed him down to the base and if anything, the cries of the dog told him how much he needed this.
Cock pumped down below gently, his hips began to move on its own but took precaution as to not pummel the lion to oblivion. About half of him was taken in and that was probably the feline's limit because he tapped over his shoulder, whined pathetically as he felt his body bulge away. Jack felt like a metal pole had shoved itself upwards and tried to stir everything within his ass because right now, the pain mixed pleasure was beginning to overwhelm his senses. Just as he pulled out, Hank snagged at his sweet spot and that was when his manhood reacted.
His eyes dilated over but inside, he wanted to watch how much his body could take this all in. Without missing a beat, the horse started moving once again and Jack saw it with his own eyes as his cock came to life. He panted away as pleasure found its way around him and within seconds, he was up and going. This was it, he loved every bit of what's happening and he's never going back. Fuck girls, fuck females, fuck them all. Males are where he's headed now and a power bottom! Who knew how much of a bottom he got himself in to and the horse saw it in him.
Mitch watched as the three jocks lost themselves into their own throes of pleasure because he had practically turned straights into gays. Not that he was proud of that achievement but it was something that he looked forward to during his nights alone and the holidays. This was going to be fun. Just as much fun as he's going to get while pounding the biggest ass of them all. Hank's tail was raised as expected and even though he was grinding towards the feline; his tail hole was wide open. A paw smacked right at it and that takes the horse to a perfect neigh.
"What the!"
"I didn't say anything about pulling that muzzle out." Burt barked and pulled the horse down to him, smacked till every inch of canine meat sunk to muzzle.
Mitch laughed and pried that ass open once more. "You wanted me to pound you. So what are you complaining? I don't see a problem." With that said, the dragon guided himself towards that hole and pushed right in aggressive, hissed at the sudden tightness and warmth that engulfed his dick. Mitch had to stop momentarily and shuddered as if a cold breeze was passing through. The more he inched deeply, the hornier he got but highly doubt Hank was in anyway feeling discomfort.
Every single night he heard the telltale sounds of vibrator humming in his room and despite trying his best to calm his voices down, Mitch could still hear him from just next door. Once in a while, he would peek at the door slightly ajar because the man was a little of an exhibitionist. If he didn't know any better, it was on purpose that the door was unlocked. Peering inside, he would stay there to watch him spread wide open. The buzz was self-sufficient to hit every sweet spot that was inside of him and he knew this from the fact that he would cum without even touching himself. Ropes of cum latched itself on to the floor and some even on mirrors.
The thought itself spurred the horny dragon to fuck the brains out of Hank. At this point, Hank was getting spit roasted from both end but didn't complain throughout the whole ordeal. In fact, he was pushed to the edge with how well this was turning out to be. Prostrate getting hit to the maximum while a canine cock face fucked him. His cock was at the edge already but he wanted to hold on to this as much as possible. However, it was short lived when he felt a sudden sharp tightness against his manhood.
Jack was cumming hands free and the scent itself was more than enough to push him over the edge. Splatters of cum caked over his broad chest and despite this being his second orgasm for the evening, the amount was copious enough to marvel at. A few strands had caught up to his mane while some even on to Hank's chiseled abs. The remains were left to pool around his torso but wanted to do something else with his seed. A paw scooped up at his muscles, got a generous portion of it and licked at it, letting out a sensual moan, enough to show how much he enjoyed the treatment.
Hank snorted and wanted to pull himself off from the lust filled canine but that was going to be a problem. In the end, he subjected himself to his own orgasm. Unable to give voice to his pleasurable desires, he muffled away while Burt continued to thrust his hips, obviously trying to hold himself down as well but failing. The flood gates opened and Jack felt like a hose was washing down his anal passage. Spurts after spurts of horse spunk kept coming and without a way to escape, it filled him up to the brim. He cried and writhe in pleasure, clearly not thinking straight by now because the horse continue to pump his hips downwards. The angle was near enough to crush him but thankfully, the equine was quick to pull out.
With that, a stream of cum drooled from his tail hole and made an utter mess right on to the floor. This was enough to impregnate several mares! Unfortunately for him, that wasn't the end because he had a few more loads pumping right out of that massive cock. Mitch slapped that ass once again and grinded on to the horse as he did so. Ultimately, hips arched upwards and sprayed the remains on to the lion underneath.
Drenched in a rain of horse spunk, the wet lion licked his lips and spread all over, creating a scent powerful enough to get Burt going. A loud bark and snap, he lost himself just the same. Hank was talented to guzzle down everything the canine had to offer and without missing a single drop. He downed the thick liquid like a pro but that doesn't seem to quell his hunger for more. Burt pulled off, took a step back and landed right on to his ass, panting like this was the best sex ever in his life. "What... the... fuck..."
Hank licked his lips and grinned. "Never seen a horse cum before? These muscles ain't just for show you know."
True enough, it was a sign of the man's virility but that wasn't the case when Mitch pulled the horse back. "Muscles for me to grope, right? Mm... you have no idea how wonderful your ass is."
Burt never admitted of liking anal but at times, he would like to give in a try and a window of opportunity opened up as the dragon pulled off. He barked aloud, alerted the scaled dragon and turned around with tail hoisted up. A creepy grin later, Mitch knew what was up next. First was the horse and now with this hunk of a canine. This couldn't get any better! Without missing a beat, he pile-drive into Burt and as he got to the base, he stopped right there and moaned to his ears, letting the Doberman know who was in charge, just as he did with Hank.
Even if there was no thrusting of hips, apparently, the bottom canine grinded his ass backwards and started fucking himself on to that dragon meat. Mitch inhaled and relaxed himself as his arms wrapped around this slab of muscle meat. Fingers groped about, thoroughly enjoyed in such surreal event. At the corner of his eyes, he saw the other two in much desperate need but Jack was particularly horny. In fact, he began to finger fuck himself and with how loose his ass was, a simple double penetration may be the only option to satiate him.
Hank walked up towards Burt, kissed at his subtle lips while having both cocks held up. Remnants of cum streaked his length and decided to mark the canine like he did for the feline down below, who, by now, was jerking away at the scene in front of him. Mitch bit at his neck gently as his thrust got quicker and rapid. He wouldn't admit it but he wasn't going to last very long. Growls got louder and harder, gripped on to him like his life depended on it and unknowingly, he smelt the telltale scent of freshly squeezed cum.
That sharp scent had him at the edge. Eyes closed and clamped right down on to the canine, the dragon allowed himself to wallow in his own scent. Burst of seed impregnated on to his bitch and if he were to compare between the other three males, he was in the same class as Hank himself because the flood of his cum came without much warning. He pulled off at the right moment and out flows the remains. Burt didn't know what was happening. For all he knew, he was matted and marked from both ends.
"Damn, can't believe I could cum in such a short time," Hank quipped while he lapped at his paw, clearly enjoyed his own scent, "Mmm... and I'm still horny! Fuck!"
"How about taking me up again? I think Hank spread me wide enough," Jack wiggled his ass.
"How about two cocks?" The dragon laughed and began to stroke at his wet phallus. That was his first shot and surely it wasn't going to satiate his hunger for sex. There are three absolutely hot guys taking turns bottoming out and he was there to fulfill their carnal desires. Best week ever!
Jack couldn't stop himself from riding the horse and didn't do much to quell his hunger as another meat stabbed right through him. His voices were down to nothing and all they heard were the cries of pleasure. Every single one of them shrouded in a blanket of sexual desire and Mitch was probably the only one that was able to bring them down to earth. He knew what was happening. Meanwhile, the rest spiraled down to fucking, sucking and cumming all night long. The worse was the lion because as of right now, taking up two cocks at once didn't really shut his roars of pain mixed pleasure raided through his body but after a while, he got used to it.
In the end, he rode down like a champ and shot off another round of cum. Burt watched from the side line and he demanded for more, just how he liked it. They took turns fucking each other but all the while under the command of the dragon. The control, the power and the absolute obedience of the three was what he dreamed about. Before the night stroke twelve, every single one of them was too tired to even move.
"Mmm... that was insane..." Hank coiled beside the dragon while his tail brushed against him.
"Mmhmm... yes it was."
"When are we gonna do this again?"
When? A question that needed no answer...
Mitch yawned as he placed his book down, rubbed at his eyes as the sunlight blinded momentarily. It was the start of a new semester and the three lovely jocks that he owned didn't had much of a problem in terms of academic of sports but rather, their personal desire for sex. Hank stuck with the dragon most of the time while Burt and Jack went out together. If he didn't know any better, they were beginning to get too close for each other but nonetheless, they will come back to him.
Wonder what they are doing now...
A sudden plop of books had him jumped in surprise and a black and white stripped equine sat right in front of him. From the looks of this man, he wasn't here to bully the big nerd because before he could even say anything, the jock quickly introduced. A friend of Hank, same class, taking the same course but sadly, the dragon's jock had far better grades than him. Despite being friends since they started out here, Hank excelled faster and the dragon knew very well why this happened.
That was true and everyone in campus - those that knew them - saw their dramatic change. Some wanted to work out with them while others tried to get a crackdown on their detailed routine but none revealed its secrets. For all they know, they belonged to the dragon and only under his command.
"Why so desperate?" Mitch leaned forward with a knowing smile.
"Just curious, you know." He replied while rubbed the back of his black mane.
"What's it to ya' if I told you about their training? Money? Fame? Fortune?"
At that point, the zebra could only reply with a few mumbling words and some umms and ehhs. No, he didn't have anything else to offer, as expected from college jocks. He thought for a while and smirked suddenly, an idea popped right into his head.
Maybe adding on another jock isn't going to be such a bad idea. He wondered how well Jack could take up two horse cocks at once or maybe Hank taking up another equine. Oh that wonders that could happen. With a nod of approval, he sealed the deal with the zebra. Within a few months, a new stud would be added to his collection.