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A door slammed somewhere in the house, it's angered slammer sat down on his bed with a thin, black canine lip stuck out ever so slightly. With a look of depression upon his muzzle, the grey wolf grabbed a computer magazine from the floor based pile of little loved junk.

"Can't they just accept it?", he mumbled to himself putting great enthusiasm into the word 'accept'. He thought he'd never cry again, but at 18 it was becoming a common occurrence, that is what you get for coming out to shallow minded Christian parents. The wolf couldn't suppress a growl as he threw the magazine to the floor.

Outside the sky was grey and the wind was blowing strong. Chris, was looking out through the window from his room 'Was it karma?' he thought to himself. Leaves bronzed by autumn fell and landed softly on the ground outside, and the wolf was alone in his dark place. It was always the same and would be the same forever, to them he was a disappointment, he could never please them. Now they wanted rid of him as soon as possible. They can have that wish. Chris had no friends to cheer him up this cool afternoon. His computer which gave out a low hum, and beckoned his attention.

It was getting darker outside and a wicked smile appeared on his muzzle. That smile that for a second of either genius or stupidity signified he had a fool proof plan on how to solve everything. 'Run away? Tonight? Maybe I will find a way to get through it all? Just some way'. The thought had crossed his mind before, only never this intensity. It was sure an appealing idea right now. And perhaps it would just be allot of fun! 'At the very least it would really piss them off!'

The young wolf walked over to the door, opened it and peeked out. He could hear from the television's chatter of a debate program, that meant his parents were in the living room, probably shouting at anyone on T.V. who disagreed with there perfect morals. So they wouldn't notice there son gone if he left through the window in his room, they we're just that bad at child minding.

He walked back in, closed the door and headed over to the window. As he opened it, a cold breeze whipped around his fur.

Chris closed the window behind him, climbed down and although his room was on the second floor he had no problem of climbing down the outside wall, after all, this wasn't the first time he'd escaped the house this way, just the first time he would be doing it for good, or so he hoped.

He touched to the ground with his left foot first, then his right made touchdown and he felt relief wash over him with his first breath of free air.

'They cant stop me' he thought to himself as he started to walk towards the thick lush woodland behind his home.

He paused for a minute. But for all his sudden giddiness there was one voice inn his head, spouting the should-be-obvious negative. 'Unless it finds me'

No one knew what, it, was. the only thing known is that furs like himself had gone missing recently, no bodies were found. Because so many had mysteriously disappeared, the police had warned everyone who lived in the area of the forest to stay indoors at night and never travel alone. 'Screw them!'. Some furs say it's a psycho, others say a dragon trap from years ago still working its way round the forest. A few people say it actually is a dragon. But with them being extinct for a little over a decade now, those few people have credit less than impeccable. All of them deemed mad men roaming the world armed with the latest and greatest technology junk.

He leaned against a small tree and smiled at the thought, he was a believer. So the forest it was! All he needed to do was strode through the small woodland and into the main forest area, under cover of trees all the way.

Chris loved dragons and he had always loved them. Wanted to see one up close, since the only time had he seen one at all. As a child he looked to the skies one day, his eyes finding the source of the great thudding sound that his wolf ears picked up like beacons. There it was, a great dragon flying overhead, each wing beat churning the air making that thud thud thud. One of the last alive, over his street it went on it's merry way, oblivious of furs below in chaos, all but one.

He watched amazed as the serpent like creature with its massive wings soared over him, it twisted through the air currents and dipped slightly. It came lower and Chris could see the shiny scales that dazzled his eyes with their eerie reflection, like pearly shells. It flew into the screaming rays of the sun, let out an almighty roar like a crack of thunder, then was away.

That day after, he thought about dragons, there strength, fire breath and wings. He loved the way they looked when they walked and stalked prey, the way they court there prey without them even knowing a great predator was close by, the way they ate. Each one did it, force the struggling prey into its jaws, when they came close to the mouth they all tried to push away, stop them from going in, but they all went in the mouth and then to the throat. Then they tipped there heads and exposed the the meal to one last look at the world, it also gave a view of the struggling thing travel down to its stomach, to feed the creature.

It wasn't long after the dragon experience that Chris even had dreams about being swallowed himself. He saw it grab him and place him in the mouth, feel the throat around him, it actually turned him on in his adolescent years, he could feel his sheath expanding a little inside his underwear from thinking to much. He needed to get off the subject, what better way than to walk, to take his mind of dragons. The grey coloured wolf walked past repetitive rocks and trees for what felt like an eternity as the night time gloom grew thick around him. It had become night at last and Chris couldn't go any further. He was already nice and lost deep in the forest somewhere. Plus it would soon be so dark that he wont see his own paws in front of his face. He decided to rest where he stood, he didn't expect anything to happen to him here, it was a tiny clearing in a very think part of the forest, so he curled up against a boulder and closed his eyes. No need for a nice warm room, he was a wolf with thick grey fur, gifts of the wolves nature, did there job well. Though it wasn't as comfortable to sleep on the ground as it was in the bed. Never the less, all that walking had made him so tired that it only took a few minutes for him to fall into sleep. he dreamt of dragons in the wood.

A tiny ray of sunlight landed on the right eye of the grey wolf. Chris was woken by the light sliced apart at the tree tops, he stretched every muscle he could physically stretch and sat himself up. His tong curled as he yawned the unavoidable morning yawn.

And there was a familiar place before him. He didn't even see it when he slept, but he was sleeping in someone's garden! It was a big, fancy looking house, expensive oak domed the door frame with detail in the carvings. Looking into the window he got his second surprise of the day. A snake, a big snake, it had it's own room to it's self! in which it curled around some poor prey struggling a little, he knew every now and then a snake of that size, needed live prey. 'Snakes' he thought to himself 'almost a worth replacement for a dragon'.

A sense of recognition stirred in him, not a feeling he wanted. Carved in a perimeter wall was a trade mark symbol of a retail agent which operated close by. All owned by their very own local loony wolf millionaire. 'He must own this place to, no wonder it's familiar'

This was way to close to civilisation than what he wanted. If civilized is what you would call the local loon.

He didn't want to go back home again, he could survive on his own. Each and every time he thought of a luxury he would miss, he thought of ten things he needed to run from.

As he started walking deeper into the forest he remembered his dreams about dragons, how nice it would be to actually slide down a throat, for real. The thought had devoured all other thoughts by now. He stopped, murred and closed his eyes, 'Just a quick stop...' suddenly he heard something in the distance. It was the sound of a cars engine running, but it didn't sound like it was moving, his wolf ears knew that for sure.

Chris moved forward until he could see a white pick up truck, and hid behind a bush. He stayed put and waited to see if there was anyone around, but no one came back to the car. 'What is it doing this deep in the forest?' He wondered.

With ears folded back, he moved slowly and cautiously towards the old vehicle. Through the passengers seat window he could see that there was a laptop on the seat with the power on, so someone must have been here recently and left in a hurry. What type was it? The latest and greatest of course.

His mind was delved into deciding what had happened, when chill ran down his spine. Chris felt a warm breeze float onto his neck and shoulders, the breeze accompanied with a sound lingered there a moment. He was to terrified to turn around as a deep growl behind rumbled next to him. He blinked, and that's when something lifted him, effortlessly. From the ground he was hoisted, the ground was rushed away only to return a second later, only with a different set of terrain.

"Hello there. What's a young wolf like you doing all the way out here?", the deep male voice said.

Chris slowly opened an eye and was met by a huge and green one facing back. It's owner, a dragon standing tall. His fear fluttered in him a moment like a desperate bird, then left him in migration, making way for perked ears a wildly wagging tail.

"So you really do exist!", he replied in a yippy tone. He felt all of a sudden a twitch in his cock that seemed to tap some logical thought out of the way. The dragon tilted it's head, in wonder at the fearless wolf, oh so excited all of a sudden, and moved closer.

It crouched in front of him stared into the eyes of the joyful fur, face to face he spoke.

"You're not afraid of me?!", he asked with a strangely sculptured, serious expression on his face. "Even though I'm hear to.... eat you?", it continued making Chris' sheath pleasantly bulge and begin to erect.

Chris calmed down from the excitement and looked deep into the dragons green eyes, mimicking the dragons serious look.

"Well" he said "Thing with that is, the idea of you swallowing, gives me a boner like a Kano in my pocket" This relay threw the predator off, he backed off all of a sudden.

"Well this has never happened before" He said confused "Why would you... Hey!" the dragon jumped as the wolf was suddenly under him running a hand along the dragons belly.

"I want to rub it inside to" He said with a grin. "You have no idea how much I've wanted to see you up close"

The dragon, baffled, leapt out of belly stroking distance and snarled.

"Off!" He roared. Chris just walked towards him again.

"Please?" he said looking up at him. "You'll be fed!"

"I'll be fed anyway prey!" he snarled licking his lips. His cock was poking out the sheath now and Chris was trying his best to keep it from getting fully erect, he wanted to surprise his predator.

"Well, before you eat me, could you promise one thing for me? That is, if you want to eat me.", the grey fur said.

"Well I am in the mood for a snack. But I wont promise anything, it depends on what you want from me", he answered, suddenly listening interested to the request.

Chris explained to the dragon about his encounter as a child, his obsession with dragons there after and what it lead to.

"I want you to swallow me whole and alive, and swallow me slowly, I want to enjoy the whole thing" But there was a look of frustrated thought on the dragons bows.

"You left your own nest? Just a pup?" Chris never thought he would be doing this, he explained to the dragon his problems, about home, friends. Telling this to a dragon, made it all seem so petty. The green dragon agreed with a nod and stood up.

"I have never eaten a pup before, but I doubt I'll encounter one like you ever again, so I accept you offer, you are now mine"

It then moved around him in circles, sniffing his fur now and then, picking up the sweet scent of the teenage wolf. Chris held out a hand.

"May I?" he asked, the green dragon nodded in agreement. He ran his figures along the dragon, feeling the smooth yet hard scales, they moved as he walked. He noticed they also raised slightly, just for a second or two, making the dragon seem bigger. He felt the wings which were brought down on him.

"Are you teasing me?" He asked with a grin bigger than he'd accomplished before now, he could have sworn the dragon smiled back. Chris couldn't believe it, he was actually being teased by a dragon. Not just with wings, but the tail to, he swung his tail out of reach just as the wolf went to grab it. Standing still now he wanted to get ready, so he started to undress as the dragons snout examined his body, pressing onto his chest, belly and butt, though not his crotch.

His trousers dropped to the ground and he kicked them away and saw them land in the grass as he fiddled with his shirt, which joined the pants soon after. The dragon was laying down on it's belly in front of him now, watching him strip until he stood there in his underwear, a slight bulge in them from the semi-erection. Chris took a hold of the waistband of his white underwear with both of his paws and slowly pushed them downwards, teasing the dragon. The green scaly beast couldn't help but to move his snout down to his crotch and smell his maleness as the boxers dropped to the ground Chris let out a moan which the dragon seemed to take note of.

It tasted his grey furry ball sack, making him murr as the dragons wet tongue stroked up and around, it lathered his crotch and wrapped around what ever it could. He couldn't hold it, his cock went up fully as the dragon lapped, it erected into his mouth. The dragon didn't mind at all, he murred a dragon murr. He saw the wolf buckle under his legs at the pleasure he was causing. The dragon was wise to Chris' interest. He watched the wolf's reaction to each of his actions. The grey wolf wanted to see his new found predator more before he was eaten. The wolf walked to the snout of the beast.

"Do you mind?" he asked holding out a hand, the dragon gave a nod in response. As Chris stroked the dragon's muzzle he felt the vibration of the air travelling back and forth through the vents of his air ways and the rumble of life he emitted. He decided this wasn't enough, and embraced the muzzle, wrapping his arms around it. A wet tong lashed out and wrapped around the canine waste as if hugging back, the dragon seemed to like his taste, not just the taste but the embrace to. This wolf now matted and dripping with his own saliva, was so different to any other prey. Where they ran screaming, he brought affection, this creature so calm, would give himself as the dragons meal, without struggling and clawing to get out! The tong was writhing around the wolfs nether regions now, it lapped across the solid cock that throbbed in the air, he tasted the wolfs fur on his buttocks, he liked that, both of them. Chris gasped at the attention. He bent over and arched his back ever so slightly, the green dragon found an opening as the wolf lifted his tail, he thrust inside and felt the wolf shake. That tongue rhythmic moved in and out, until he yanked out and let it retreat to his mouth like an escaping snake. He didn't want his prey reaching the peek yet. The predator's huge jaws strained to open all of a sudden, instincts told him to consume this prey, he had never wanted to eat something this badly in his life, it wasn't just hunger this time, it was desire.

"Chris, it's time now" he rumbled.

"Do it" said the wolf in the embrace. The mouth opened fully in front of his face breaking the hug, the wide open mouth gave out a small constant growl. Chris couldn't help it, his erected cock twitched and pulsed more as he stared into the dragons gaping abyss. He had never been so hard in his life! He already felt close, but he had to fight it off till he was in there! The dragon knew what he wanted, it was plain as his penis, so he moved his wide open mouth over the little wolf's head, lowered it down over him. The jaws closed softly around his chest and the growl stopped. Chris moaned within and saw the corner of the dragons mouth stretch, he was smiling and Chris saw it from inside. The dragon used his tong again, such a useful tool it was. The dragon tong writhed over what ever was in the mouth, it soaked Chris in his saliva, he liked it, the dragon knew. He was done with this section, he lifted his head up a little, letting the legs of the wolf hang free in the air. Chris felt his his knot pulsate. He was stuck in the dragons mouth, and he smiled as it's slimy tongue licked over his body. It licked his lower torso, back, bell but just a hair away from his throbbing penis.

Without any warning, the dragon leaned his head back and released it's grip around the wolf a little. Gravity helped as Chris slowly slid towards the awaiting throat. His cock was placed against that tong, plunged into the hot sticky clear fluid. He thrust into a slight crevice in its centre, pressing his body hard down on to the soft wet muscle. From outside the dragon smiled again at the little wolf humping in his mouth, he could taste it now, the salty sweet of his cock, it was spreading out across his taste buds as if soaking in. It brought on an urge to tip his head back, a tingling in his throat screaming at him to swallow this food. He must not yet, his prey wanted to enjoy this. He could feel the furry head tickle the back of his throat, a strange feeling, it signalled him to swallow, but he wanted to suck instead. Chris was looking down the throat, he panted heavily and took a long hard lustful lick of the dragons mouth, the grey wolf could feel his fur completely matted now, the green beast had lapped his legs and tail to. It clung to him, the slimy substances flowed over his body. At that moment he felt a lick travel deep between his legs, it pressed against his ball sac and touched his tail hole. His arms were pined by his sides, he was ready to move on and expected the dragon to tip his head back again, but he didn't. The pressure changed and a suckling noise surrounded him, he was pressed to the roof of the mouth and saliva rushed around him as he was brought back and forth inside the mouth, he knew the dragon was, tasting him, and it was a massive turn on. Chris withdrew his ears backwards as his head entered the wet and warm tunnel, and his erection was gently stroked by the dragons tongue. He humped against the tongue as more of him were sliding down in to the deep depths of the large reptile. His head entered the throat and he heard the the squelching and wet fleshy sounds from within.

As his feet disappeared into the entrance of the throat, the dragon closed it's mouth and swallowed. Chris felt how the muscles pushed him deeper down, he travelled down watching the fleshy tube ahead unravel and expand as he went through it completely unable to move. Just feeling the hot wet walls press and caress him all over. His cock was stroked against the throat wall, pushing him so much he pressed against it arching his back inside. It was the best sensation he'd ever known. Chris pumped away, he writhed inside now, he had stopped mid way where the swallowing process was at its tightest. Doing his best trying to get his hands to his cock only rubbed the hard meat against the soft insides more. The dragon taunted his swallowed mean, halting him, but he readied a large and last gulp, to finish the little wolf. Chris was almost shot as a gigantic gulp hastily continued him down the throat. He landed in the belly with his head first, followed by the rest of his body, it was squeezed out of the tube. His shoulders, chest, belly and then came his throbbing penis. The tip poked out pressed against his belly, he was held there for just a second, back arched and a look of desperation on his scrunched up face. Then he moved more, further in the stomach, his cock was freed and then came a cascade of cum that sprayed down on him, it shot in pulses over his belly, chest and face. He lapped it up eagerly. He was then dropped in the stomach coated in cum, almost instantly the walls closed on him, there again was the feeling of slimy fluid and soft flesh against his cock. The air was heavy and everything was dark, he knew he was going to be giving himself away soon. Then came The Roar, even though he was in it's belly it sounded as though far away.

The lonely wolf let out more of his cum into the dragon. He knew that he would eventually pass out and not wake. By this greater being, he was done.

WTF! Did I just...... post a story 0.0

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