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“The second book is a little better than the first,” Shane says. “It’s like, 10% less horny.”

“Mmmm?” I look up at Shane, smiling with his dick in my mouth. He’s cute, making conversation while I blow him.

“Good boy, Dekk,” Shane presses my head down to the base of his shaft. “Eat up, mmmm…”

I hungrily swallow every drop. Brian was right, Shane has been relentless and bold. I should buy him more books. He dragged me into one of the bathrooms downstairs and ordered me on my knees so he could feed me a load.

Fuck me if it isn’t hot though, seeing him so confident when we’re alone and then becoming all shy in a big crowd. I think he needed a break. He’s been chatting up a storm and his social battery must be low.

I guess emptying his balls in my mouth is the way he recharges, no complaints here though. Just another thing I have to get back at him for. Shane pulls his softening dick from my maw and gently slaps my face with it.

“Good derg.” He winks.

“Just you wait, little dude, just you wait.” I stand and press him up against the wall.

“Pffft, haha, yeah? For what?”

“I’m gonna cover you with my load, make you mine.”

“I like the sound of that.” He winks.

“Yeah?” I rub my crotch against his.

“You sitting on my cock, big balls and big tits bouncing, shooting your load all over my chest and face while I plow your hole. Sounds hot.” He squeezes my bulge. “Be a good jockslut and save this for me, okay?”

“I–Uh–”

He kisses me. “Come on, people are going to get suspicious!”

Once I’ve successfully adjusted my raging hardon I follow him back into the party.

The moment we leave the bathroom he attaches himself to my side and urges me to put my arm around his shoulder. I hold him close as we navigate the crowd and move to the living room.

“Just in time, guys!” Lisa cheers. “They finally got the console all set up.”

“Brian says you kick ass at Smash, little dude,” Brock says.

“I’m okay.” Shane smiles.

Brian steps back from the TV. “Yeah, ‘okay’, I get to be on Shane’s team.”

“Aww, gonna protect your little brother?” Another frat bro, a coyote, coo’s.

“Uhuh.” Brian laughs.

Shane squeezes my hand. “Wanna play? I promise I’ll be gentle.”

“I don’t believe that for a second, little dude. I’ll go get you a cider while you kick ass.” I kiss Shane’s forehead.

Lisa follows me to the kitchen. “I am in like, total awe, Dekk.”

“Hmm? Of what?”

“Uh, Shane is talking. To people. People he doesn’t even know. What did you do?” She laughs.

“Just, uh, listening to him. Y’know, show interest in his hobbies.” Nobody needs to know about how he voraciously ate my ass and made me moan like a bitch and how he pumped two loads onto and into me, but that probably helped his confidence.

Little dude’s a total stud.

“And he’s playing games with people! It’s so good to see him like this. Brian hoped the party would cheer him up, but this is incredible!” Lisa pours a considerable amount of alcohol into a pitcher.

“WHAT?!” Brock shouts over laughter.

I laugh. “He’s cool. Cute, fun, we’ve only been on one date but…”

“Buuuuuut?” Lisa asks.

“I hope we go on more. A lot more. I just love his vibes, y’know?” I grab a couple of ciders. “He’s just adorable.”

“Awww, I bet he’s just like his brother, too,” Lisa says.

“What do you mean?” I ask.

“He’s probably head over heels for you already.” She replies.

“Nah, we’ve only been on one date.”

“Sure, but I can tell he’s going to fall for you sooner or later, and if he’s anything like Brian, it’ll be way sooner. Two weeks, tops.” Lisa laughs. “Come on, your man needs a drink.”

To no surprise I return to see Shane slaughtering the drunk frat bros, they even try to team up on him but he remains untouchable. “Here you are, little dude.”

“Thanks, Dekk.” Shane says as he sends his brother off the screen.

I crouch behind him and rest my head on his shoulder. “I see you’re kicking ass.”

“I’m okay.”

“He’s a GOD.” The coyote says.

I nuzzle his cheek. “Hear that, big shot?”

Shane blushes and, in a moment of weakness, loses concentration. He misses his jump and embarrassingly falls between platforms to his death. I kiss his cheek and laugh as he stammers.

“Now it’s more fair.” I kiss his cheek again.

“Y-you’re distracting me! Go away, stup– er, goofy derg!” Shane clenches his teeth and squeezes his controller tightly, he looks anxiously around the room but instead of laughter, he’s met with smiles and quiet aww’s.

I kiss him again.

“Stoooooop!” His nervousness begins to thaw and a smile cracks his face.

Reaching over the couch I lift him off the couch.

“Fine.” Shane rallies, I have him by the underarms which forces him to hold the controller awkwardly, but even in his handicapped state, he makes a formidable foe.

Brock is, unsurprisingly, the first to run out of lives, followed quickly by Brian. All that remains is Shane and the coyote. Maybe it was the chaos the other two caused that kept him at bay, but to my untrained eye, it looks like the yote knows what he’s doing.

Once he cleanly takes a life off Shane I set my little dude down. They’re both at one life now and in relatively equal health. Shane leans forward and that’s how I know he’s serious. An unusual quiet falls over the room.

While it’s no football, the competitive nature of the bros draws them into the on-screen clash. They hoot and holler at every dodge or parry and jump when it looks like one of the two might finally die, only to collapse screaming when they make a miracle recovery.

“Get him, little dude!” I cheer.

“Holy shit! That was smooth!” Shane whistles as the coyote pulls his shield up at the perfect moment to stagger Shane.

“Good game,” The yote smiles as he winds up his finishing blow.

“Hey, you know what a ‘sweet spot’ is?” Shane asks.

“Wha–”

Ting

The game zooms in on their characters as Shane lands a killing blow. The room erupts in screams and cheers, the yote turns his cap around and laughs. I scoop up Shane and throw him over my back.

“Wooo! That’s my little dude!” I holler.

He kisses my head.

After everyone has calmed down the bros reset the game, but Shane says he needs fresh air and directs me outside. There are people by the fire, so Shane asks me to take him to a quieter corner by the pool.

“You’re a badass, little dude,” I say.

Shane blushes and sits in the grass. “It’s just a dumb game.”

I lay next to him and pat my chest. “I think you deserve a victory cuddle.”

“That sounds nice, Dekk.” He crawls under my arm and rests his head on my chest. “I don’t think you’re stupid, by the way.”

“I know.” I gently lift him off the ground and place him on my stomach, his head planted between my pecs.

“Comfy…”

“Good.” I wrap both arms around him and squeeze. “Can I ask you something?”

“Mmm?”

“Can I take you to dinner? Uh, not tonight, obviously, but tomorrow?’

“Oh. Where?”

“I dunno. Some place nice, I want to sweep you off your feet, little dude.”

Shane wiggles free of my grasp and sits on my chest with his legs crossed. “You kind of already have, Dekk.”

“Pffft, what?”

“You listen to me talk, you don’t make fun of the stuff I like or make me feel…” He frowns. “Small.”

“Even though I’m like, a full foot and a half taller than you?” I sit up, trying to ignore the look on his face.

He kisses my nose. “Nope.”

“So does that mean you’ll go to dinner with me?”

“Oh, yeah, of course. I’d like that.”

“Sick!” I stand and cradle him in my arms. “So, what do you wanna do tonight?”

“Let’s just go inside and hang out.”

I carry him inside and set him down. We spend some time watching the bros play Smash, and Shane has a very long conversation with the coyote, Noah, about the balance in the game. I can’t stop myself from smiling when Noah asks Shane for tips, and even I could explode with joy when Noah suggests that they hang out more.

Shane lets go and fully relaxes. Maybe too much, as he tears through cider after cider.

“Briiiiiii!” Shane runs across the room to his brother. “Lisaaaaaaaa!”

“Shhhhhaaaaaaaaane!” Lisa echoes back.

“Sup?” Brian asks and pulls his fiance closer.

“You were so right!” He turns around and grabs my wrist. “Dekkard is my type. We’re going out to dinner tomorrow.”

“Aww, that’ll be fun,” Lisa says. "You two are going to be such a sweet couple."

"I'm glad you're having fun, Shane." Brian smiles.

“Mhm, and Dekk has a huge butt, like, huge, it’s soooooo bouncy.” Shane leans into me.

“Oooookay little dude, let’s get some water and food in you, hmm?” I put a hand on his shoulder.

Brian looks mortified, but Lisa and the rest of their entourage just laugh.

“The only thing I want to get in is youuuuuu, Dekkard! My goofy derg.” He wraps his arms around my midsection. “Sooooooft. Niiiiiiiice…”

“Hey, uh, Dekk?” Brian asks.

“Hmmm?”

“Why don’t you take Shane upstairs, there’s a bunch of bottled water and Gatorade in the kitchen. Maybe…?”

“On it.”

“I want you on it, Dekk, for like the fifth time t–Hey!” Shane glares as I scoop him up and throw him over my shoulder. “Ooooh, butt. Your tail is cute.” He tries to reach down and grab my ass.

“Have fun, and don’t be too rough with Dekk, Shane!” Lisa shouts causing the rest of the room to laugh. “He has to help clean up tomorrow and he can’t do it if he can’t walk!”

“He can take it, he already–!” Shane yelps when I smack his ass. “You’re lucky I like you so much, and your butt.”

I deposit Shane in his room and grab a couple of waters, some food, and precious electrolytes. A look at my phone informs me of the time, about 10 pm, if I hydrate him over the next couple hours he should be okay in the morning.

“Hey, Little dud–Jeez!” I close the door. Shane is fully nude and playing with himself on his bed.

“I can’t help it, my derg has the nicest butt in the woooooorld!” Shane laughs.

“Little dude, Shane,” I sit next to him. “I’d love to fool around, but you are way too fucked up. Okay?”

“Nooooo, just sit on my face!” Shane rolls over. “Pleeeeeeeeeease? I’ll be fast.”

I let him have way too much. “Tomorrow.”

He glares. “Promi–whoa, I’m fucked up–Promise?”

“I promise tomorrow I will absolutely smother you beneath my ass, Shane, but let’s have water tonight.” I hold a bottle of water out to him.

He leans over and looks at my ass. “Maybe just a little kissy kiss?”

“Oh my God. Shane. Little dude. I will let you touch my butt before bed if you drink all this water, have some food, and some Gatorade, okay? You gotta sober up.”

“But what do we do until then? I’m not sleepy! Just druk! Drumk. Drunk.” Shane slowly slides a hand across the bed and pokes my butt. “Poooooke.”

I look around the room and see the large TV opposite the bed. “We could watch Lord of the Rings.”

He sits up. “Ooooooh! Yes!”

“You sit, I’ll go get it on.”

“But–”

“You can watch my butt jiggle while I walk across the room.” I kiss his forehead. “I don’t want you to fall.”

He lays on the bed and squeezes his dick. “Can I–”

“No.” I reach down and throw a pair of pajamas at him, ignoring his whistle when I bend over.

Thankfully the remote is right by the TV and unsurprisingly Lord of the Rings is easy to find. I slot in the Fellowship and settle on the bed next to Shane. Even with his pants on he keeps lewdly rubbing his very-obvious boner.

“Put that away,”

“But–”

“The World is Changed…” Galadriel says on screen.

Shane’s horniness is replaced by enthusiasm as soon as the first words are uttered. No longer does he beg me to sit on him or to play with my butt as he follows the monologue. I subtly encourage him to eat and drink as the movie plays.

Even drunk he gets every quote right and corrects me when I get them wrong. Partway through he moves into my lap and lays on me.

“This is nice.” He whispers, his voice is steadier.

“Yeah, it is.”

“Dekk, can I ask you something serious?”

“Of course, little dude.” I pull him close.

“You don’t think I’m dumb or childish or… annoying, do you?” He whispers.

“No.” I frown and my stomach churns with anxiety.

“Good, and uhm,” His voice shakes. “Are you going to pay for dinner tomorrow?”

“I was planning on it, Little Dude.” I kiss his neck. “Is that okay?”

He’s quiet. “What if after dinner I don’t want to do anything?”

“I don’t understand.” I rest my head on his shoulder and nuzzle his cheek.

“If you pay for me I owe you. What if I don’t want to… to do stuff after.”

“I just want to do something nice for you. You don’t owe me, little dude, just hanging out is enough for me.” I pause the movie. “If you want we can just go to bed. I can come over another time and we can finish the movie.”

“Do I owe you for the books?” He asks.

I turn him around in my lap. His eyes are red and wet, my heart breaks seeing him like this.

“Hey… Little dude?” I press my forehead to his. “What’s on your mind?”

“Do you really like me?” Shane asks, his voice is so weak. “You’re not going to get bored with me?”

“What? No, of course, I won’t get bored, I like you a lot, Shane.” I kiss his cheek. “Where’s this coming from, Little Dude?”

He winces. “Sorry…I’m being dumb.”

“Don’t be sorry. And you don’t have to say or do anything you don’t want to, why don’t we just cuddle and go to bed?” I reach for the remote again.

“Can we finish the movie?” He looks up at me.

I put a thumb on his cheek and wipe his tears away. “Yeah. But Shane?”

“Hmm?” He sniffs, his eyes wide with worry. Oh God, how can he be cute when he’s sad. I make a mental note to kill whoever made him feel this way.

“Can I kiss you?” My voice is a low smolder.

His cheeks burn and he nods.

Gently, slowly, painfully slowly I pull his lips to mine. At first, he’s reluctant and tense, but I don’t push. I give him all the time he needs to get comfortable, when he leans into me I take the next step.

I rub his stomach with one hand and grab his neck with the other. He whines into my mouth and parts his lips, I take the opportunity to slide my tongue in. My tongue wraps around his and I feel his soft, warm, lips part further.

“Dekk–” He moans and wraps his legs around me.

I laugh into his mouth. He squirms and writhes against my belly. I push him onto his back and pull away.

“You never have to do anything you don’t want to, Shane.” I kiss him again, softly. “I promise. You’re safe with me.”

He stares up at me and pants, desperate for air. I feel his erection stab into my belly.

“Tomorrow, after dinner, if you just want to go to bed or read a book or play a game or whatever, we’ll do that. I’ll even leave if that’s what you want. I can leave now if–”

“Please stay.” He whispers. “I want you to stay.”

“Okay. Still want to finish the movie?” I smile down at him. Now this is the view I had imagined. A blushing, flustered, nervous boy who needs his big dragon to take care of him. His hand circles my chest.

I just wish he didn’t look so sad.

“Yeah. You can’t stop before Gandalf fights the Balrog.” He rolls over, totally reinvigorated.

I can’t help but moan as his butt presses into my belly just above my crotch. I don’t move, afraid of what he might do if he feels my dripping cock on his ass.

“Sorry about… that stuff,” Shane says. “I drank too much.”

“It’s okay, I puked in your bathroom this morning, which I think is worse.” I laugh, still not moving.

“Dekk?”

“Y-yep?”

“Would it be weird if I asked you to, uh, lay on me and maybe…” His face is so red, God he’s too cute. “Maybe we can, uhm… Snuggle?”

I lower my body onto him at an angle so as not to crush him.

“Uh, Dekk?”

“What’s up, Little Dude?”

“I kinda… kinda like you squishing me.” He laughs.

“Are you feeling okay?”

“What, yeah.”

“Still super drunk?” I ask, I have to be sure.

“I feel mostly sober. Sorry about what I said downstairs. And sexually harassing you…” He says. “Why?”

“I just don’t want to make you uncomfortable or…”

He looks over his shoulder and laughs. “That’s all? I’ve had your dick in my mouth, Dekk, I know you won’t uh…Do anything.”

I swallow and angle my dick to the side as I move to lay directly on top of Shane.

“That can’t be comfortable, Dekk, come on just tuck it in!”

“Tuck it…?”

“Between my ass cheeks, goofy derg.” Shane smiles. “Hurry up so we can start the movie, they’re just getting to the Mines of Moria.”

At least he’s smiling again. I maneuver myself to lay directly on top of him, my cock straining against the fabric of my jeans. I stifle a groan as the warmth of his rear reaches my shaft and balls.

“Take your jeans off, the button is uncomfortable for me,” Shane grunts.

“O-okay.” I shed my jeans and shirt then press my dick between his cheeks as I lower my body on top of him. “Don’t let me down little Dekk…” I whisper. One day soon I’m going to be in this ass, and it’s going to be glorious.

“Dekk.” Shane asks once I’ve finished adjusting.

“Hm?”

“Did you just talk to your dick?”

“No!”

“Are you going to cum?”

“NO!”

“Aww, Dekk! You make me feel sexy.” Shane laughs. “If you gotta nut just warn me so I can get my pajamas off. I just did laundry.”

Part of me wants to be offended that he’s making fun of me. Another hornier part wants to destroy this little twink's ass and put him in his place, but mainly I’m just glad he’s laughing and smiling again. I adore how playful he is.

“Let’s just watch the movie, little dude.” I put more of my weight on his back.

“Mmmfkay.” He says as he’s smooshed beneath my pecs.

“You’re sure you want to be squished?” I ask. “This feels okay?”

Shane grunts. “I feel safe.”

Safe. I smile, no one has ever told me I make them feel safe before. Those three words make my heart swell with pride and I allow my full weight to drop on the cutie beneath me. He’s nestled between my large, firm pecs, and purring like a kitten.

The movie is enough to distract me, and I’m thankful when Shane finishes his sandwich and all the water and Gatorade I brought. Hopefully, he’s not too hungover for our big dinner date tomorrow!

I fall asleep as the credits begin to play, with my little dude safely tucked beneath me.

Early in the morning, I start to gently hump my pillow. Mmm…I imagine Shane squirming beneath me as I slowly slip into him.

“Mmmrrffllekkard.”

I lift the pillow to allow my cock a nicer, smoother angle.

“Dekkard!”

“Shh baby…” I moan and grind my hips further. "Let your derg fill your hole..."

“Mmrfffine…”

I can almost hear Shane's cute laugh as I find friction and warmth. “Mmmm Shane, baby…”

Something changes and instead of my pillow, I’m grinding against something hard and stiff. Two hands grab my pecs and squeeze.

“Wha–”

“Don’t stop, do you want to cum on my ass?” Shane kisses my chest.

I open my eyes and throw myself from the bed, crashing onto the floor. “Holy shit! I’m so fucking sorry!”

Shane props himself up on an elbow and uses his other hand to remove his pajama bottoms. “Dekk, it’s fine.”

“Are you sure? I don’t want to make you uncomfortable.”

Shane smiles. “You’re the perfect gentleman, Dekkard. Now…” Shane turns around and presents his ass to me and he pulls his cheeks apart to show me his little pink hole. “You were dreaming of this?”

“Shane?” I step forward and remove my underwear.

“Cum on my ass, Dekk.”

This is more my speed. Shane taking charge and working my hole is fun, and I like how confident he is, but this dragon was made to breed. In my mind I already see his hole stretched to the limit, moaning like a whore.

I stand over him and nest my soaking wet throbbing shaft between his soft little cheeks. I barely fit, and when my tip rubs his hole it’s all I can do to not ram into him. No, I can’t do that, he’s not like the boys from the apps I skewer.

Shane deserves a much gentler approach, even if he still has to pay for calling me ‘jockslut’.

I slap my meat against his ass. “I can't wait to fuck you.”

Shane begins to stroke himself. “I can’t either, Dekk, but uh…”

“Yeah, babe?” I start to stroke as one hand plays with his raised ass.

“You’ll be gentle, right?”

I lean over him and bite his ear. “Gonna go slow…Just the tip first, get you all stretched out.”

Shane gulps. “Can I tell you about a fantasy I have?”

“Tell me.” I smear precum on his hole.

“I–I want to fuck you, too.”

“I bet you do, little dude, my little stud.” I lick him and he shivers.

“B-but I want you to fuck me first.” He whines. “I want your load dripping from me while I f-fuck you!”

“Aww, that’s too bad…”

“Wh-why?” He frowns. “Is that–”

“Cause I’m gonna make you blow your load so fucking hard while I’m in you.” I stroke myself faster.

“You will?”

“Mhm…I’m gonna go so slow, find all the right spots, the right angle, kiss you deep, touch you everywhere babe.” I feel my balls begin to tense. “I’ll spoil you, baby. My little dude.”

“Please, Dekkard,”

“My big nuts slapping against your pretty pink ass!” I growl into his ear.

“I love your big balls, Dekk!” Shane strokes himself faster.

“You do, huh?” I grab him and flip him over on his back so that his head is over the bed. “Show me.”

I lift my low, heavy, sweaty sack and set it on his face. Shane inhales my scent and does his best to fit one of my balls in his mouth. It’s too big.

“Cum with my nuts on your face.” I stroke myself faster at the sight of Shane’s cock twitching.

“Mmmff, Dekkard!” Shane explodes, sending ropes of cum all over his stomach.

“Fuck yeah, shoot for me, baby!” I pull back and aim my cock at his face. “Open up for your big dragons big–fucking–NUT!”

Shane whimpers and begs as I blast his face. I try to get most of it in his mouth, to make him eat my load at my command instead of at his convenience. My smile is wide while I watch my load soak him.

“You look so good covered in my jizz, little dude.” I let my heavy cock rest on his face and stretch. “I bet you’ll look better screwed onto my dick, though.”

Shane laps at my tip, sending waves of pleasure through me. My massive load drips down his chin and gets in his hair. His face is painted white, if he were one of my boys from an app I’d take a picture.

But he’s too classy for that.

“Holy shit, Dekk. I need to shower.” Shane moves to stand, but I’m still riding the high of his submission.

“No.” I smile down at him.

“N-no?” He blushes.

I shake my head and tilt my dripping dick toward his mouth. “Clean up your derg, little dude.”

“Oh…Y-yeah, I can do that.”

Low growls shake my gut as my softening cock slides into his mouth. He can barely take it when it’s not even hard. I love that. He uses his small, soft hands to scoop my cum from my shaft and his face.

Like a good boy, he eats every drop.

“We should probably wash your hair,” I chuckle and hold a hand out for him. “And tonight, I’m gonna breed you, little dude.”

He jumps when I lightly slap his ass. “Dekk!”

“Sorry, too far? I don’t want to push you.”

“You make me feel comfortable so don’t worry.” He elbows my belly. “But….” His hand sneaks between my ass cheeks and his fingers tease my hole as he bounces my large rump. “I’ll have to remind you of your place, jockslut.”

“Pfft. You can fuck me, but I get to be on top.” I declare. “I’m gonna rock your world, Shane.”

“We’ll see after our date, huh?”

We get in the shower together. Our conversation moves from sex to Lord of the Rings as I lather soap into his hair. Since Brian and Lisa’s days-long party is ending today Shane invites me back over the following weekend to binge the last two movies.

He promises to keep me up to date on the developments from the next two Gunmage books and to let me know when he finishes. While we get dressed after our intimate shower I look through his bookcase.

“Hey, little dude?” I ask as I lift a book sitting next to some models.

“What’s up, Dekk?”

“What’s ‘Warhammer 40k’?”

Shane drops his phone and stares open-mouthed.

“What? Is everything okay?”

“Dekkard…I…I…” He walks across the room and grabs my hands. “I’ve been waiting my entire life to hear someone say those three words.”

A confused smile forms on my face. “You have?”

“I’ll go get coffee and microwave some breakfast, wait right here!” His pants are barely on as he throws his bedroom door open. “We’ll start with the Imperium of Man! They’re super fascist! Do you need anything else? It might be a bit before we reach a good stopping point.”

“Nope, coffee and breakfast sounds good, little dude.” I sit on the bed and laugh.

“Um, or we can do something else.” He blushes.

“Nah, I wanna hear all about it.”

Shane jumps. “Okay! Be right back!”

He dashes out the door and I make a reservation for this evening at a nice, but casual, restaurant. Lisa was right, I think he’s falling for me already. But, then again, I think I’m falling for him, too.