Rider
#9 of Stand Alone Complex.
Eli panted as he ran, scared witless as he heard the voice shout "I am gonna take your scrawny ass boy!" The small arctic fox gulped and ran faster, cursing his luck. The young fox had made the mistake of spilling his drink on a large lion in the tavern and had hauled ass when said lion demanded the right his body as payment.
Eli let out a gasp as he tripped over his own foot paws, whimpering as the muscled lion approached. Eli didn't notice the shadow growing around him. He whimpered as the lion flipped him onto his back and ripped his shorts off. He felt rough paws spread his ass cheeks and squirmed, earning a cuff to his head and a warning "Hold still or I will make it hurt twice as bad bitch." Eli felt something slimly and hard press against his virgin hole. However, he heard a screech and felt his fur tousled as a great gust of wind blew over him, something orange flickering in his peripheral vision.
The pressure against his hole vanished and he heard a gurgle. He looked up, and gasped in shock and awe. A massive orange dragon, easily larger then a horse had pinned the lion against a tree. However, what was most shocking was an armor clad figure on the dragon's back. The armor was odd; the back piece was like a wave, curving out to the sides. The back of the helm was rounded; no projections for ears at all and Eli didn't see a tail either. When the dragon moved aside, he saw a long wooden spear sticking out of the dead lion, which was pinned off the ground to the tree.
Eli got a good look at the front of the armor. The helmet was shaped like a dragon skull, so it was impossible to tell the species of the being in the armor. The right arm was heavily reinforced, especially around the armpit. The left arm was flared and was capped with a mitten gauntlet. The chest plate was flared out to the sides, in the center was a symbol, namely of two red dragon wings. On the flyer's waist was a large dagger and a falchion, attached to the saddle was a long curved blade, along with an odd crossbow, it had a lever on the bottom of it, a drawstring quiver. One near the flyer's thigh was small and seemed to hold quarrels. On the left was an odd contraption, what looked like tiny metal pincers held long sharpened stakes.
However, the oddest thing of all was the saddle itself. It lacked reins of any sort but the saddle horn was large. The saddle seemed to be attached to the dragon by loops and buckles around its belly, collar bone and tail. The rider sat in the saddle, the rider's legs were bent like the rider was kneeling and they were buckled in place. Along the top of each buckle was a long leather throng.
The rider's mount was also impressive, larger then a draft horse, the scaled beast was at least two feet over the fox's head. The head was large and contained ivory white curved teeth, serrated like a steak knife. The dragon's eyes were a brilliant orange and it lacked a pupil. The scales were large and shined in the light. The tail was short and flared out into a fan like projection.
Eli jumped back as the dragon swung its head toward him and spoke "Who are you?" Eli felt dizzy and all went black as he feinted.
Eli saw only small snatches and sensations, the feeling of being lifted, a sight of up close scales, the feeling of a jolt, a cool draft all over his body and warmth.
Eli woke with a start, he was in the bath house, a muscled tiger smirking as he slid the fox's towel away from his body. He blushed as he saw the feline kneel and pull the canine's sheath all the way down and started licking. Eli moaned as the rough sandpaper tongue rasped against his sensitive flesh. He gasped as the tiger wrapped his lips around the pink flesh and went down. Eli yipped as he felt the large feline canines close behind his knot and the rough tongue played with his length. He let out a loud "YIFF!" as he came.
Eli woke with a start and sighed, realizing it was just another wet dream. He froze as he looked about; he was in a stone room, a crackling fire to his left. The room was empty save for a plate of food and a wash basin with a cloth in it. His clothes were gone and he realized with horror he had just orgasmed onto whoever owned this bed's sheets!
He quietly got up and began to wash his loins off before his seed dried. He gently washed off his pink cock, unlike other fox's, his was pink not red. He admired his penis, he was quite proud of it. While his penis wasn't big or thick, it was beautiful, perfectly portioned and the veins seemed to flow naturally, and it tapered wonderfully to his knot. His tight scrotum held two nicely sized testes and while he would never admit to it, he did enjoy letting his tail rub against his tight pink hole.
Eli gently poked his head out of the door and saw his clothes hanging on a cloth's line. He gently and quietly walked over but jumped when he heard a derisive snort.
The dragon's annoyed voice spat "My rider saves your life, brings you to our home and you repay him by masturbating all over yourself? Pathetic."
Eli growled and said "I had a wet dream, alright?!" Eli blushed at his outburst and sighed, great, pissing off a dragon, thought Eli, just how my day has been, nearly raped, kidnapped and now a pissed off dragon is most likely going to maul me after I admit to having a wet dream.
The dragon chuckled and Eli, having had a very long, rough day said "Fuck you."
The dragon growled and said "I can kill you with one bite little fox."
Eli whirled around and said "GOOD! That would be the one thing that would go right for me today! I get disowned and thrown out of my home after telling my family I am gay, getting my underwear stolen at a bath house, spill the drink I spent my last coins with on some brutish lion, who then proceeds to nearly rape me, get kidnapped by a dragon and rider, get stripped naked, have a wet dream in this hole in the ground and now having a dragon bitch at me, so yes, fuck you, fuck your rider, I am putting my pants on and leaving and if you want to kill me, do so, otherwise, shut the fuck up!"
Eli heard a chuckle and blushed, and knew the voice belong to the rider. It spoke "Relax little fox, Ion here is just very protective of me, dragons don't like to share at all."
Ion huffed and the voice said "Oh hush, you were pretty pissy when that dragon you see every week wanted to invite a friend of his to play with you and him."
Now that one sentence totally threw Eli, had the rider meant play as in sex? No, of course not, couldn't be, only Eli liked males in that way, he was the only one who felt like that, a freak, an abomination, all those cruel words his father spat at him.
Eli said "I apologize for what happened, I didn't mean to, you know." Eli felt his face grow hotter with each word. He said hurriedly "I will just be going then!" When he turned to get his pants, he froze as a voice spoke "Wait! Please, stay for a bit, it is quite rare I have guests, even rarer that aren't dragons." Ion growled and was scolded "Oh shut up! You get to chat and play around with your own kind, I get to sit and listen to y'all gossip!"
Eli was surprised, y'all? He hadn't heard that one before. Eli watched as a form stood from the other side of the dragon, Eli guessed he must have been reclining against the wyrm and turned.
Eli gasped; he was face to face with a being straight out of myth. Its flesh was pale as snow, its long hair, tied with a leather throng, was the color of rusted copper, a sea green. The face was flat, no muzzle sticking out. The mouth was round and the lips red.
The eyes were striking; the pupil was deep amber and seemed to be windows into an enigmatic and alien mind. However, out of all the features, the one that blew Eli away was the man's fur, or lack of it. The male's body was furless, save for what was on his scalp. Instead, his body was sprinkled with a fine coating of black hairs, save for patches of fur under his arms and mass of black wiry fur on his pubic triangle.
Eli could not see the other's groin at all, it was hidden behind the dragon's flanks but from the other's body, it was clearly male. Eli said with clear shock "Your...your...you're a Pernite!"
Pernites, of the land called Pern, were more myth then fact. Eli couldn't believe the myths were true, furless beings with odd colored eyes who ride atop of dragons.
Eli asked with a blush "Is it true riders and dragons-"He was cut off as the other male chuckled and said "Some do, we just masturbate one another or perform oral on each other."
Eli turned crimson as a dirty image flashed in his mind but said nothing, lest he offend his host or worse, the very large dragon. He asked "I am sorry; I didn't catch your name rider." The male smiled and said "You may call me Ian."
Eli nodded and said "Ian, I am curios, is Ion male or female?" Ian chuckled and said "It's alright, you see, all dragon reproductive organs are internal, and Ion here is male." Ion rolled over and Eli noticed the belly scales were different; they were a much lighter orange. He saw long, tight slit, with two large bumps astride it and tight red anus at the tail/spine junction.
Ian walked around to the front of Ion, and Eli was completely caught off guard, instead of a sheath, Ian had a long pale tube of flesh, with a mushroom shaped head that was a light red. There was also a ring of scar tissue under the head and the entire thing seemed crinkled. At the base was a set of rather large sized orbs, inside of a crinkled sack. Ian chuckled as he said "It gets bigger, it's just cold out."
Ian smiled as he rubbed the slit, Ion letting out a low hum, which Ian explained "Dragons thrum when happy, kinda like a cat's purr, the slit is sensitive to the touch." From the slit an arrow shaped head appeared, it was large, with a large hole on the tip and the ridge of the head covered the slit. Ian reached down and squeezed behind the head, earning a growl from Ion as more slid out. The rest of the flesh was the same neon orange coloring as the head. The length was thick and rather long, it was as long as Ian's arm. The shaft was covered in bumps and knobs, which made Eli, think of a large gnarled branch.
The flesh flopped onto the dragon's back leg, and Eli could see the root curved from inside the dragon. Eli listened as Ian explained "The head swells at orgasm to lock Ion into place, much like your knot does. The reason for the bumps is rather simple yet igneous, a female dragon's cervix only opens when she orgasms, so, he who has the tool that causes the greatest pleasure, has a greater chance of getting the female with egg."
Eli nodded as he slowly watched the orange flesh slide back into the dragon. He blushed when he felt a stirring in his sheath, praying the dragon didn't smell his arousal. Sadly, the prayer didn't come true as Ion chuckled and said "Mmm, seems we got a sodomite on our hands." Eli blinked and said "Sodo what?" Ian smiled as he said "Sodomite, one who prefers to have sex with males." Eli's eyes shot open as he said "WAIT! You mean there are others like me?!"
Ion snorted and said "You are looking at two of them!" Ian smiled as he walked over as he said "I have deal for you, as much as I enjoy Ion's companionship, I do like to chat and be with someone closer to my own kind. In exchange for helping me around the cave and being friend to us, I offer you a home and all the food you can eat."
Eli paused as he thought, he would get a chance to be with others who felt like he did toward males, but would he be required to be Ian's or worse, Ion's concubine? He sighed and looked at Ian as he said "I have made a decision." And with a deep breath, gave his answer.
Folks, this is what I have been working on, its long but I think its pretty good. If you want moar of this, simply say what you did or did not like about it or offer constructive criticism