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“Relax, that’s it baby, just like that.”

With his arms bound in cuffs behind his back, Ethan could do nothing but weakly struggle as hands tied the leather straps around his head, soft silicone pushing into his mouth and occupying all the empty space that ought to have been free for his tongue. Words became muffled groans, now nothing more than just animalistic and pitiful, as the phallus seemed only to feel so much larger inside him that it had seemed held in his husband’s hand. He stared straight up at the ceiling, feeling so many more things than he could ever contemplate, but blank white the two of them had painted together stared back, impassively watching the scene unfold upon the bed they had bought and constructed themselves the first day they moved in. It seemed like a lifetime ago. Everything did. Even the golden ring upon his left hand felt like an old friend, too familiar to even dare consider removing for anything, but yet it had been there barely a week.

“That good, baby girl?”

Ethan nodded, his voice, though having left him for his thoughts, was stopped. He had settled back against the smooth scales of his lover, feeling the unnatural heat that burnt beneath the hide, the softness almost alarmingly soothing. These were sensations he was quite used to, as was the bondage. They had been a staple of Juan’s love from the moment they had first started dating. The gag, though new, was not a recent addition to the routine. Often the monitor lizard liked to make Ethan howl and cry out in the throes of whatever intense sensation he had in store for him, so keeping him quiet had been lesson number one.

“Good girl…”

The metal snipped shut, taut around Ethan’s head, leather straps digging into his scalp and tussling the locks of red hair that forever had a mussy look. With the gag now in place, there was little Ethan could except suckle upon the false cock like a child would a teat and allow Juan his perverse desires. Claws slid across his bared skin drawing lines of blushing red in their wake, just marks that would fade in seconds, but they were like pencil tips sketching upon paper. Ethan’s milky white was the canvas for which Juan could paint his vision of love and all the human had to do was simply remain beautiful for the lizard, just as he had proclaimed to his boy on their wedding night. In fact it had been Juan’s insistence that his partner wore white to the wedding, some pertinence to the value of innocence of a bride-to-be that the reptile found so darkly arousing.

Juan groped freely at Ethan’s body, his hands almost feverish as they clutched at the human’s limbs and flesh, leaving not an inch that didn’t feel clean or safe from the lizard’s touch. But fingers settled themselves upon the sensitive areas, paying close attention to them and making Ethan squirm under the scrutiny. He knew all of his boy’s weak spots, it was clear, as soon within seconds he had the human huffing and writhing under his grasp as claws tweaked his nipples and fingers wrapped around his ball sack and tightened, pulled down in a yawning stretch that soon flared with soft pain.

“You like that, huh?” Juan whispered into his husband’s ear, a darting tongue dancing against a lobe, “Yeah, already wet… such a good little girl…”

He was held close to the male’s chest, treasured almost like some prized jewel, though in some ways Ethan fancied that he was of unspeakable value to the reptile otherwise he would never have been proposed to, but there was something predatory nonetheless in the man’s embrace. He felt hard muscle cushion against his back, abdominals glance against the leather cuffs about his wrists, and his buttocks nestled at Juan’s crotch. He could feel his member hardening against his cheeks, though there was still some time left until he was primed for action, but it was undeniable that he was aroused. His focus was drawn away though whilst the monitor pinched his nipples roughly, making him strangle a gasp against the gag. He felt so alive under the lizard’s lewd claws, his heart thundering in his chest as if this was sex for the very first time, and he a stranger to his bed.

A new groan escaped from his chest and garbled past the gag when he felt Juan’s hold slip down from his nipples to his eager cock. Standing hard to attention, the reptile kept a firm grip on the human’s balls whilst his other went and teased with the foreskin, rolling back the fold and teasing just the very tip, sensitive flesh glistening wet with the first smears of pre. Juan ran a claw tip against the slit, slipping the tiniest bit into the human’s urethra just to delight at his fervent thrashes against his body, before bringing the very same digit up to his maw. His arm lifted past Ethan’s head, disappearing out of view, but he could sense the lizard sucking upon the human’s fluids and smacking his lips so comically that he might have been funny, were it not succeeded by Juan’s verbal slew,

“You taste so sweet, baby girl. I think I want to see you shoot first this time before I fuck your pussy.” Ethan mewled, every word like hot wax upon his ears, so good to feel yet so utterly wrong. “What’s that? You want it?” He gave another pitiful whine, “Oh yes, baby, you’re all mine. Nothing you can do about it now.”

Ethan could only whimper once more as he felt the weight he lay upon shift, leaning to the bedside before returning in almost an instant. His balls had been released, which came as some sobering welcome relief, but he knew in his mind that that meant something else was coming. Though his cock was stroked just a little more, soon Juan too let that go and fiddled with something over the human’s head, out of sight. A clack of something plastic, something unscrewed, then before Ethan could react and small glass bottle, barely bigger than a thumb, darted through his field of vision and shifted under his nose. Held there by Juan’s hand, his other nostril was pinned close as the bottle pressed up to the other, and almost instantly acrid fumes began to fill his senses.

“Breath it in, baby girl, just breathe…” Juan cooed, relishing the panic of his husband’s intoxication as the poppers sank into his lungs. Amsterdam Gold, a potent brand, and Ethan’s favourite as the lizard had quickly learnt. The human sucked in the stench, body shuddering under the calming spell of deepest arousal, and Juan switched to the other nostril midway before screwing the cap closed. Clasped to the end of threaded cord, he let the vial dangle around his partner’s neck as he slipped into the crook of his body more, as if melting under the very effect of the poppers burning in his lungs. The monitor took a hand back to the human’s cock and began to stroke it once more, the other cupping the male’s cheek and caressing the tender skin, “Feel good, baby?” Another nod, sluggish but needy. Ethan wanted it.

His response to the drugs amplified his lust, as the hand massaging his length received a fleshy throb from him. Ethan felt his body surge at the feeling, wanting nothing but more to smother him until he could barely think clearly. With his husband holding him so tight, he humped that hand for all he could as he rode the waves of pleasure ebbing through him. Even when Juan once more grabbed his sack and pulled harder, he cried ecstatically against the cock in his mouth, pre drooling from his head as if a dam had simply been punctured, and the cracks forming soon promised a flood.

“Yeah, that’s it… My slutty little girl, so horny…” There was no denying it, right from day one Juan had pushed every single one of Ethan’s buttons without so much as breaking a sweat in effort. Their first date had the reptile calling him his ‘girl’ as he pretended to be the pinnacle of gentlemanliness for the human, until the night they had crawled between the sheets and the reptile had shown him his true monstrous nature. Though loving and kind, he savoured the struggle as much as he did the bliss, and there was nothing he loved more than turning his sweet, pure boy into the nastiest girl who begged for the most sordid of things.

Ethan squealed again against the gag, thrashing at the reptile’s body, though he was held firm to Juan’s sculpted torso.

“You need more, baby?” He didn’t wait for a response. It was no longer quite in the human’s control. Juan moved to snatch the bottle up again and soon had the cap off, once more pressing its open neck to Ethan’s nose for him to breathe deeply from. Though he squirmed, Juan kept a tight grasp on his head, and soon the boy was drinking those fumes like a fine wine. Deep sucks of air came as he could not fight his instinct to breathe, and with every huff he slipped further and further into his carnal needs. “Yeah, just fly away, baby girl.”

There was a receptive moan, high and shrill, but Ethan didn’t let up in his thrusting against Juan’s hand. He ground against the male’s palm and drove himself to his own desperate orgasm. But the reptile let him linger, let him ride out the building rise of pleasure that surely seared under his skin. He was so close, but Juan wouldn’t let him get any further, denying him even the movement of his hips and only crushing the grasp upon his balls until the pain distracted the pleasure. He was fraught, held upon an edge and wanting just to topple over into the euphoria he knew awaited him.

“You ready, baby?” Juan hissed against his neck, nipping at his nape and licking over sweat-coated flesh, sucking at the salt, “You let me know when.”

At the command, Juan began to furiously stroke his husband’s length. Ethan howled into the gag as sudden pleasure shot through him as the hand jacked him off, too fast for him to watch, the tightness on his nuts remaining. His body bucked under the pressure, struggling at the reptile’s work, as Juan shifted underneath him. His cock was like a rock, grinding against his ass, and ever so gently he was working it between his cheeks and pressing the tip just to his hole. No lube, just whatever pre he’d produced in the short few minutes, nothing else. But Ethan was too focused on his own arousal to care. His climax was just a few short seconds away and when he knew it was all too late to stop now, he cried aloud, warning Juan to the impending rush.

He exploded over his chest, shooting large, sticky wads of cum that streaked against his stomach and even spattered upon his bared nipples. Bubbled mewls broke free from the gag as he howled all the more, the hand refusing to stop as he came and came again, until he seemed spent and could go no more. The hypersensitivity pushed him into overdrive as he struggled against Juan’s hold, flailing desperately and begging for it to end, but the lizard wouldn’t let him.

“You want it?” He demanded, “You want it, baby girl?” Ethan screamed, nodding. “Then here it comes.”

With a savage shove forwards, nothing but the very pre spotting his head, Juan buried his member into his husband’s tight hole. Ethan yowled as the length impaled him, spreading him too wide too fast, going much too deep at the same time, all without the slightest lubrication to ease the way. It was agony, but he had allowed it, given Juan his permission to violate his body the way he did, the way he loved him to, and this was the price to pay. Heavy pants snorted from his nose, as through the ebbing of his orgasm there was little else to focus on but the spikes of pain in his gut that burned. Juan always liked to fuck a freshly creamed bottom, they always put up the most resistance as the rim clenched most and entry seemed all but impossible. He battered down those doors and forced his way in, claiming his own. But he took advantage of Ethan’s state, once more clasping the poppers to his nose and letting him breathe deep. He could not breathe past the gag, and with a nostril closed at a time, he was forced as much to inhale and allow himself to melt into the hot arousal at his husband’s want as much as he was forced to take his cock. Nostrils were switched and yet more he breathed, head swimming in the concoction and losing control.

“That’s it, there you go…”

Slowly, too slowly, the dick inside him began to feel good, began to make him spark with urges once more, and he pushed back against the dry cock to beg for more to be fed into him. Even when Juan obliged it hurt like a bitch, yet still he wanted more. More to satiate the growing desire within him that was fuelled and stoked by the poppers. The cum upon his belly cooled against his fevered skin, his damp hair sweaty clinging to his forehead, back pasted to the reptile’s chest, but held still forever close as Juan’s hand wrapped around his lover’s waist, fingers smearing through the stains of jizz. Half his cock was sinking into the human’s defenceless hole, tight but steady, and Ethan could feel it punching into his gut, dragging at the flesh, pushing up into his stomach, up to where Juan’s palm lay in sticky seed. Gold shone against a finger, now wet with Ethan’s cum, but the human blushed at the sight as his husband fucked him yet another time to a euphoric climax once over, like so many nights before and so many nights to come. A soft kiss was planted to his cheek, a chaste peck but it was married to a thrust in his guts,

“I love you baby girl.”