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I hoist a keg over each shoulder and awkwardly turn sideways to fit through the door. I grunt as my wings rub against the doorframe and I wrap my tail around my feet, careful not to trip. Once inside I dodge the other people milling around the house.

Everyone is carrying crates of food, moving furniture, or just standing in the way chatting.

The place is a shit show. I hope Brian and Lisa know what they’re doing. Bri’s parents have a nice-ass house, and they’ll probably make him call off the wedding if he trashes it. Okay probably not, but some of these guys act like they’re still at the frat house. Absolutely no respect.

Great venue for an engagement party, though. It has a nice pool, tons of bedrooms, a big TV, a pool table, a huge kitchen, and most importantly 4.5 bathrooms. It's almost enough for the thirty people crashing here for the weekend.

His parents are fucking loaded. They’ll just pay someone to clean the place, I guess. I think most people are sleeping in sleeping bags outside or just wherever they crash whenever the party starts to wind down.

“Hell yeah! Dekk’s got the beeeeeeeeer!” A muscular tiger wearing a blue tank top and backward cap shouts down the hall and I hear people cheer from all around the house.

I shove past him and drop the kegs on the marble countertop in the kitchen. As soon as I set the kegs down I feel him smack my back.

“Bro! Dekk! Big man!” He hooks his arm around my back. “If I was gay I’d suck your dick!”

“Thanks, Brock.” I move away from the well-meaning but still annoying tiger.

“Just open up one of those apps dude, bring a guy over!” Brock follows me as I head back toward the door to bring in the rest of the booze. “Lots of dudes brought their girlfriends, and like, for a gay guy you’re super cool!”

“Uhuh.”

“No judgment here, man, you should totally bring a guy over.”

I lift the other two kegs and nod along. He’s already drunk and it’s barely ten am. Most of the guys are better than he is, at least Brian is, and I’m mostly here because I’m going to be one of the best men at his wedding next year.

We’ve been best friends since we were roommates in college. Unlike well-meaning Brock here, Brian doesn’t give a shit that I’m gay, which was great when I was a chubby nervous college freshman. I’m fitter now, but still packing a decent gut.

Luckily I know how to identify the types of men who like a dragon whose packing a few extra pounds.

“Hey, Brock, can you and some of the other guys take the rest of this stuff inside?” Brian says as he leans against his car. His fiance, Lisa, hops out of the passenger door.

“Oh, uh, sure thing, Bri.” Brock runs back inside with his tail swishing around behind him.

I set the kegs down by the door. “Thanks, Brock was being–”

“Brock?” Lisa laughs and wraps her arms around Brian's midsection, resting her head on his shoulder.

They’re a good-looking couple. Brian is tall, for a human, at 6’4 and his many years of college athletics have left him extremely fit, he never quit working out either. Lisa, meanwhile, is a short and thin gold-furred canine.

He’s a physical therapist and she’s an attorney. Talk about a power couple.

“Thanks, man, they shouldn’t have made you do this alone.” Brian frowns and removes his sunglasses.

“Whatever,”

“Yeah, Dekkard, you should chill for a bit and have fun,” Lisa says.

I look over my shoulder and see through a window Brock and some of the other guys trying to do a kegstand. “I’m good, need me to take anything else inside?”

Brian laughs and gently punches my gut. “No, you stupid derg, go chill. Have a drink by the pool.” He runs into the house. “Has anyone seen Shane?”

Before I can protest anymore Lisa starts to shove me away from the remaining kegs. Despite her size, she is a force to be reckoned with. Brian wrangles Brock and ‘the boys’ into finishing setting up for the party that technically doesn’t start for a few hours.

“See, over there, a nice chair under an umbrella and not a bro in sight, Dekk.” Lisa points across the pool.

I frown. “Are you sure there’s nothing I can do to help?”

“You’ve helped too much, I’ll send someone out with a drink for you, what do you want?” Lisa asks.

“Fine. Gin and soda.”

“As you wish, my lord.” Lisa bows dramatically. We did theater together in college.

It’s only when I get halfway around the pool that I see someone lounging on a chair reading. I pause and try to determine who he is. He’s human, but there were a lot of human guys in Bri’s frat.

Huh, he looks kind of like Brian… A bit shorter, and skinnier, like Brian if he was a huge nerd. He has the same sandy-brown hair, and his eyes are blue, too. While Brian is too beefy to be my type, this guy’s cute!

“Can I help you?” He looks up from his book at me.

“Uh, oh, can I sit here?” Shit, he caught me staring, and his frown makes me reconsider sitting here.

“Sure.” He says.

I choose a chair one away from him, giving him some space. I definitely should leave him alone, he’s reading and clearly wants nothing to do with me. I can’t help but glance at him. He’s wearing grey-striped pajamas and a graphic tee featuring some band logo or something, it’s at least two sizes too big for him.

My one weakness. This guy’s way more attractive than these obnoxious frat bros. But I should leave him alone, he’s given me no indicator he wants to talk, let alone flirt. But how will I know if I don’t try?

“Pretty warm for autumn, huh?” I say.

“Mhm.” He turns a page without looking at me.

“Yep, a little toasty for this guy.” I peel my shirt off and toss it to the ground in front of my chair.

I run a clawed hand up and down my large chest and yawn, stretching in his direction as I try to gauge his reaction. I move in a way that lets my pecs bounce a little and turn so the sun highlights my size.

His eyes poke up just above his book. I wink and flex for him, these twinks always melt for their big dragon daddy, any second now he’ll be all over me.

“I’m trying to read.” He shuts his book, collects his bag, and walks away.

Harsh.

Damn, was hoping the only cute guy here might also be gay, but I shouldn’t have expected much from one of Brian's frat bros. Whatever, I lean against the chair and enjoy how the sun feels on my silver scales with my eyes closed.

“Dekk.” Brian's voice is cold. “I got your drink.”

“Thanks, Bri, I–” I look up at him standing over the chair. “Is everything okay?”

He’s glaring down at me, a frown on his face.

I slowly take my drink from him. “Uhhhh, what’s up, dude?”

“I saw what you did.”

I laugh. “C’mon, man, I had to test the waters with the one cute frat bro you have. I’m a sucker for that too-big tee-shirt and pajamas look,”

“Uhuh.”

“Is he gay? Fuck, I hope I didn’t creep him out with the stretch thing, I didn’t think it was that bad,”

“Mmm.”

“And he looks like a total dork, I didn’t catch what he was reading but those nerdy guys are always total freaks in bed,” I chuckle. “He has a cute butt, too. God, can’t believe I ruined my chance with the only twink here. Bet he’d look cute wearing one of my sweaters, hah, right dude?”

Brian had always been a very open-minded wingman, but instead of our usual jokes, he glares.

Lisa comes bouncing up behind Brian. “Hey guys,”

“Hi, Lisa,” I wave and take a sip of my drink.

“So did you meet Shane, Dekk? I just saw him go inside.”

“Yeah, sort of, he doesn’t seem like the other frat guys,” I reply.

“Huh? Oh my gosh, he’s not. He’s Brian's little brother!”

I stare into her smiling face. “Y-yeah?”

“I think you two would get along famously.” She laughs.

“Haha, maybe they would.” Brian’s face is a wall of carved stone.

I wither beneath his brotherly stare. Oh fuck. I tried to flirt with his brother, oh fuck, I told him I want to fuck his brother. Lisa looks between us, confused, before Brian looks away and finally spares me his punishing gaze.

“Hey, Lisa, sunshine, I need to talk with Dekk alone for a sec, best-man stuff. Party stuff.” Brian smiles at his lovely fiance.

She tilts her head to the side and her ears flop. “Okie dokie! Don’t be long!”

“You know, I think I’m gonna go inside and help set up, so excuse me–” Brian steps in front of me. I stand nearly a foot over him, but his presence is overwhelming and the look in his eyes has me wanting to spread my wings and fly out of here as fast as I can.

“Do not. Fuck. With. Shane.” Brian shoves his finger in my face and punctuates his point by flicking my nose.

“I didn’t know!” I raise my arms above my head.

“Now you do.” Brian crosses his arms. “He’s one of my best men, too, and he’s…a little sensitive, I guess.”

“Man, I swear I didn’t mean anything by it! I just thought, y’know, he’s kinda cute and all these guys brought chicks so–”

“Don’t.”

“I didn’t even know you had a little brother! Plus, he’s probably not gay, right?”

Brian frowns.

Oh shit. He’s gay. Fuck! I really did blow my shot with the one cute guy whose gonna be around this weekend.

“He didn’t want to come this weekend because of all the ‘stupid dude-bros’ that are here, and it took me and Lisa like a full week to convince him.” Brian moves around me and sits on one of the colorful pool chairs.

I sit across from him. “Sorry…”

“Listen, Lisa is right, I do think you two would get along. But he’s not… He’s not like the other guys here, and he’s shy.”

That would explain why I’d never seen him before even though I’ve been around Brian and his family plenty of times. I just thought the house must be haunted when I heard weird noises at night.

“I won’t hit on him again, I swear,” I reply.

Brian glares and looks back toward the house. “Okay, here’s the thing. Lisa thinks you two would be a ‘cute couple’.”

“Wait, rea–”

“Ah! Shut it, derg.” He says. “After your little ‘oooh look at me, I’m a big dumbass himbo,’ shtick he thinks you’re a creep.”

That’s entirely fair, but still a little hurtful.

“And now that I know how motivated you are to get along with him,”

“I had NO IDEA he–”

“Don’t fuck with him. He’s sensitive, alright, he’s only ever had like ONE boyfriend I know of and the guy was awful.” Brian sighs. “They broke up just a few months back and it was ugly.”

“Aww, poor little dude,”

Brian glares. “Yes. Poor ‘little dude’. Just don’t fuckin’... I don’t know, just don’t mess with him, please. I already have to make sure he and Brock are never in the same room.”

Brock is insufferable.

“Can I trust you to be a fucking adult and not flash my little brother again?”

I nod. “Wait, how old is he?”

“21.”

Phew. “Okay. I’ll leave him alone.”

Brian’s face becomes bright red. “Well…”

“Huh?”

Brian looks ready to vomit. “He said, ‘Your dragon friend is cute, but a creep.’”

“Ooooooh?”

“Don’t. I told him you were coming, and that you’re gay, and like, the only cool guy I know.”

A grin spreads across my face and I can’t stop my tail from flicking. “So you think if I apologize I–”

“Dude I will cut off your fucking wings, you do not get to fuck my–”

“No! He’s cute, man, and if he just got out of a breakup I–”

“He doesn’t need a rebound!”

“Let me finish, fuck!” I laugh. “If I apologize and am not creepy can I, like, do I have your permission…?”

“Maybe. But if I think you’re just messing with him for a quick lay, so help me…”

“Never, I swear bro.” I raise my arms defensively. “I could maybe take him out to lunch or something this weekend.”

Brian grabs my arm. “I’m serious, man. I trust you, I do, but he’s my little brother. Just don’t mess with him, seriously.”

I’ve rarely seen Brian this anxious, the last time I remember is when he told me he was going to propose to Lisa. I stand up and lift the groom-to-be into a big hug.

“I swear, if he’s okay giving me a shot I’ll treat him right. I promise, man.”

Brian pushes me away. “Okay. I trust you. It would be… cool, I guess, to know my little brother is with a guy I trust.”

“Awww, Bri, getting sentimental?”

“What? I worry about him, man! His last boyfriend was the worst.”

“How so?”

Brian shrugs. “Thats… He was just a dick.”

“Right, cool.” I nod but a twang of worry runs through me. It sounds pretty bad.

“Come on, they should be almost done setting up inside then we can get the party started,”

“Hell yeah! Cheers!” I raise my glass to Brian.

“Cheers.”

As I drink I ponder the best way to make things up to Shane…

A few hours pass before I see Shane again. I’m standing in the kitchen making a drink and getting some snacks, I see him coming down the stairs and I wave.

He raises an eyebrow and nods at me before turning in the opposite direction going toward the living room.

I’m so in.

“Surprise!” I feel two small arms wrap around my neck as a small person climbs on my back. “Soooooo, Shane, riiiiiight?”

“Hi, Lisa. I thought you were hanging out by the pool.”

“I was. Now I’m not. Bri got me caught up to speed on your tragically bad flirting.” She swings off my back and jumps up to sit on the counter. “‘It’s a little toasty for this guy!’” Her voice is deep and mocking.

I cringe. “God…”

“Don’t worry, you still have a chance.” Lisa grabs the bag of chips from my hand. “He’s like, a huge nerd, right?”

“Apparently.” I know next to nothing about him, now that I think of it.

“Well, he loves that movie you made me and Bri watch in college.”

“Lord of the Rings?!” Only the greatest films of all time.

“Mhm, he got the extended edition for Christmas one year and Bri says he watched like, all of it in one sitting.”

I bite my lower lip.

“Haha! Are you like, growling? Is that some secret nerd turn-on I don’t know about?” Lisa nearly falls off the countertop.

“He has good taste in movies is all.” I’d be blushing if dragons were capable of it.

She flicks my nose. “You two have at least that in common, so just don’t be a creep! And… Be gentle.”

“Lisa! Damn! I haven’t even really talked to him yet and you’re–”

“Ew! You perv!” She flicks my nose again. “I mean like, I’m sure Bri told you he just got out of a bad relationship, right?”

I nod.

“Which means you’re not gonna, like, take advantage of him?”

“Never.”

“And you’ll be cool, and honest, and a very nice derg to my future brother-in-law?”

“Brian’s my best friend, Lisa, I’d never take advantage of his little brother. Why does everyone think that?!”

“Aww, Dekk! We don’t. We’re just looking out for him.” She wraps her arms around my neck and hugs me. “You both have had shit luck with romance, so like, maybe this is fate!”

“Maybe, thanks Li–Lisa. Hrk.” She squeezes tighter. “L-Lisa?”

“If you do hurt him, though, I’ll peel off your scales one by one, kaaaaaay?”

“Mmm… Mhm!” I gasp as she releases me.

Her ears flop and her tail wags as she hops off the counter. “I’m gonna go find Bri, you should talk to Shane! I think he’s in one of the offices that way.” She points down the hall. “Take him a cider, he loves them.”

Why do they both think I’m gonna be shitty to him?! Besides the fact I flashed him and groped my chest at him by the pool. That was a bad call. I won’t do it again, though! Now I know a good way to start a conversation.

With a cider in hand, I march down the hall and begin to check each room one by one. They’re mostly occupied by Bri’s frat bros, some of our other college friends, and other people that Brian and Lisa know.

I finally find Shane curled up in an office chair reading almost as far as he could get from the party.

“Uhh, hey.”

He looks at me from behind his book.

Damn, it’s awkward when he doesn’t say anything. This is a bad idea.

“You’re Dekkard, right?” He says with his eyes still fixed on the page.

I nod. “Sorry about, uh, the pool. That was creepy.”

He shrugs. “I’ve been hit on by worse guys,”

I smile. I am so in. “I brought you something, here.” I extend the cider to him.

“Thanks, this is my favorite.” He lifts a bright blue bookmark and closes his book.

“Cool, cool, uh, can I sit?”

He spins the office chair around. “I guess. Are you going to strip again?”

“No! I, shit, sorry.” There are no other chairs so I sit on top of the desk. Shane just spins the chair around while he drinks the cider and smiles wickedly at me. “What are you reading?”

“It’s called ‘Gunmage’. It’s okay.” He holds up the cover showing a muscular Wolf in a French-revolution-style uniform holding a gun while a voluptuous fox clings to his legs, her clothes are almost gone.

“Nice cover.”

“It’s like… If you put an 80’s action movie into a fantasy book. Explosions, guns, fighting, naked women.” He laughs. “But the action sequences are cool, and the magic system is interesting, there’s four kinds of magic and the way they work is pretty unique. First, the Noble who are like regular fireball-throwing wizards, they are canonically horny all the time, which is weird, but then you have–”

He goes on for a few minutes about the book and the magic and the way it works. He’s really into it, I just smile at him and nod. It’s hard to keep up because he talks so fast. But he keeps smiling and laughing as he describes it.

Finally, he looks up at me and his smile fades. “Uhm, sorry.”

“What for, the book sounds cool.” At least the parts of it I understood do.

He stares at the floor and then spins the chair again. “It's okay.”

Did I do something wrong? “Really, it sounds cool, uhm,” Damn, he looks really sad all of a sudden. The conversation dies and he just spins in place.

“I, uh, I’m gonna read some more. Thanks for the cider.”

“Oh. Cool. Let me know if you want another.”

“Kay… Bye.”

I leave the room confused. He was opening up and he sounded so excited but then just stopped. Was I being creepy, somehow? Shane is a little weird, I guess, but for a minute there I thought we were having a good time.

Returning to the kitchen I grab a cider from the fridge, determined to bring him another. I deftly avoid stupid conversations with the other party-goers and return to the office Shane is reading in.

“Hey, I brought you another cider,” I say.

“Thanks,” Shane replies.

I step inside and set it on the desk next to his chair. He looks embarrassed, his face is all red. “You okay, little dude?”

“Fine. Thanks for the drink.” He hides his face behind his book.

I leave him alone and rejoin the party. Lisa and Brian both seem to pick up on my mood because as soon as the group-at-large moves on to watch some frat bros go play beer pong they stop me.

“What’s up? Did you talk to Shane?” Brian asks, Lisa leans into him.

“Yeah, but I don’t think he likes me.” I shrug.

“What’d you do?” Brian glares.

“Nothing! I brought him a cider and we talked, well, he talked about the book he was reading then all of a sudden…Nothing, he just wanted to be left alone.”

“Awww! He talked to you about his book?!” Lisa squeals.

“Nah, Dekk, nah, this is a good sign.”

“How? He basically told me to get out.” I reply.

Lisa and Brian both laugh.

“What?”

“Dude, tell me everything that happened in detail,” Brian says.

I explain how he showed me the cover and started talking about the book and how cool he thought the magic in it was, but that some parts were way too horny or weird, and then all of a sudden looked at me and stopped.

Brian smiles.

“I tooooold youuuuu!” Lisa says. “Dekk, he likes you!”

“It doesn’t feel like it…”

“He does, maybe he just thinks you’re…” Brian grimaces. “‘Cute’.”

“I’m not following,” I reply.

“Okay, so, he’s shy, right,” Brian says.

I nod.

“And you’ve probably picked up on that he’s a huge nerd, gets way into his books and games and shit?”

“Uhuh…”

“So his ex–”

Lisa stomps on his foot. “Bri.”

Brian hisses. “Right. Uh, anyways, he doesn’t ever talk about the stuff he likes.”

I stretch and extend my wings, trying to think of something to say. “So because he talked to me about his book… He must like me?”

“Yeah, dude! It means he’s comfortable around you.” Brian nods.

“It took him a year to say more than a word to me,” Lisa says. “Now I know how to play ‘Netrunner’ and what an ‘I-frame’ is in fighting games, which like, whatever, but Bri said that’s how he knew I was the one.”

“Seriously?”

“Yes, dude!” Brian grabs my arms and shakes me. “My best friend! With my little brother! Don’t fuck it up!”

“Earlier you didn’t sound excited about the idea,” They’re both drunk, I’m sure of it.

“Yeah, well, I thought he hated you.” Brian laughs. “And you were being a huge creep.”

“...Right.”

Lisa and Brian fall over each other laughing.

“Oooooh speak of the devil…” Lisa nods toward the house.

Shane is standing in the doorway looking nervous. He has a cider in his hand but his book is gone. Once he spots the three of us he sneaks through the crowds and joins us. I smile when he chooses to stand next to me instead of his brother.

He’s changed his clothes, wearing a plain black T-shirt and jeans.

“Hey Brian, Lisa,” Shane stares at the ground. “Hi, Dekkard.”

“What’s up, little dude?” I resist the temptation to give him a noogie. His head doesn’t even reach my pecs! How is he Brains brother?

“Shane!” Lisa hugs him. “So you met Dekkkaaaarrrrrddd?” Her tail wags.

“Yeah, he’s cool.” Shane looks up at me.

Brian's eyebrows bounce up and down. “He is cool. He can quote like, all of Lord of the Rings.”

Shane blushes. “Me too.”

Subtle, Bri.

“C’mon, let’s go sit by the fire!”

Shane frowns. “Maybe we can just–”

But Lisa is not to be defied. She herds us toward a far corner of the backyard where a stone patio is decorated with several couches and chairs. She sits me and Shane down right next to each other.

Half a dozen other partiers follow us as Brian turns the propane on and the fire pit springs to life. I awkwardly shift on the furniture that is decidedly not dragon-friendly.

“Uh, your tail,” Shane whispers.

“What, Oh!” My tail is wrapped around his back. “Sorry, I’ll just move over here.”

“No, it's cool,” Shane says before I stand. “I don’t mind. It was getting kind of cold, anyways.”

Lisa has the creepiest smile on her face as she stares at us.

Maybe he does like me, huh? What a weird guy, cute as fuck though.

Shane mostly just listens to the scattered conversations while we all drink, he even chimes in from time to time. It’s going well and I can’t stop smiling as I notice him scoot closer and closer to me until our legs are touching.

“You finish that book? You were tearing through it.” I ask, trying my luck with conversation again.

“I did, but it’s a trilogy, I don’t have the other two yet.” He says.

“Why are the mages horny all the time, is that ever explained?” I ask, that seems like a weird thing to put in a book.

He looks up at me surprised. “You were listening?”

“Yeah, of course.”

“Oh.” He puts his hands in his lap. “Hey, Dekkard.”

“What’s up, little dude?”

“I’m still a little cold,” He says.

I place my arm around his back. “This good?”

“Yeah,” Shane replies. “Uh, anyways, I guess the author was just like ‘Their magic makes them horny all the time’. He puts so many scenes in brothels or harems because of it, it must be some kind of wish fulfillment cause even the lady wizards are horny horny. One of the main characters gets taken as her sex slave, it’s whack.”

“No shit?”

Shane laughs. “I mean everyone is horny in the book, even the gun wizards and the regular guys, it feels like an unnecessary detail.”

God he’s too cute, he lit up the second I asked him about his book. “Is it good though?”

“I mean, it’s not great, but it’s a lot of fun, stupid, but fun and I don’t have to think too hard about the plot.” He starts taking more frequent sips of his cider as he goes over the details. “I like stupid fun.”

All of the other conversations fall by the wayside as I just listen to him talk. He becomes increasingly animated and the ciders must be catching up with him because he gets a little louder and louder.

I pull him into my side.

His hand lands on my knee I try to focus on what he’s saying and not the warmth from his palm on my scales. Fuck why did I wear shorts? Holy shit he’s cute. He’s staring up at me, a goofy smile on his face as he talks about the book and his favorite parts.

Eventually, he stops talking to take a sip of his drink. “Wow, I kind of killed that one.” He blinks at the empty can.

“I’ll get you another, little dude.” When I stand I scratch his head.

“Th-thank you.” He crosses his legs. “O-oh, where’d everyone go?”

I look around and notice we’re the only people on the couch outside, but the screaming and splashing indicate that at least some people have gone swimming.

“Hey, wanna go swimming?” I ask.

“I dunno, that's, uh, a lot of people.” Shane frowns at the crowd.

“We can just hang over here instead.”

“Nah, I’ll just sit and watch though.”

I extend my hand and pull him off the couch, he’s tiny. I could probably fly with him on my back and barely notice! Shane notices the look on my face and blushes.

“Oh, sorry, you’re just like, really small next to me?”

“Is that a question?” Shane asks. “My brother was right,”

“What?”

His hand slides along my belly.“You are a big stupid derg.”

“Hey!” Here I was, getting all hot and bothered, then he calls me stupid.

I jump when he walks by and slaps my ass. “Fun though, maybe a little stupid but… fun. I like stupid fun.”

I stare in awe at him as he walks away.

“You coming?” He calls over his shoulder.

“Yeah, yeah,” I run up next to him. “You’re gonna pay for that, little dude.”

“I hope so.” He grabs my wrist and drags me into the house.