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It was a clear night and I decided to do it. My father and mother had gone to bed and I looked out the window into the pasture where the dragon slept. His body was a smooth black sheen like an oil slick. His name was Ivor, short for Ivory, an odd name until you saw his claws.

My parents were snoring now and I knew I could go. My heart jumped in my chest. The first time I did it, it had been an accident. More or less. Being a blacksmith's apprentice was boring; black soot and hammering the day away. I wanted to be out with him in the fields. So, I escaped and ducked away from the crowds of the town and went out into the countryside.

Ivor trilled with his usual friendliness and pounced on me. My hands were holding his head up by his serpentine neck. He seemed to be grinning at me with those rows of sharp teeth as if to say “Now what?" Oh, I knew exactly what to do and reached to the tender region between his front claws and body. Tickle, tickle.

The Dragon cried in pleasant surprise and lifted himself up to get away from the wiggling fingers. He wasn't tall enough and had to roll off me and gave me a look. “Didn't expect that, huh?" I teased him and he pawed a little closer.

Then a little closer.

He pounced with all the muscle in his body flexing. I fought him off and he came to rest across my torso and his rear haunch stood on my elbow. We were both panting and I felt this incredible heat near my hand. It radiated into my palm and without thinking, I touched it and it twitched. Ivor quit panting and his body went stiff and so did mine.

I glanced around the empty field and my mind told me instantly to touch it again. I did. Ivor purred as his own eyes scanned the skies and he spread his rear haunches a little wider, bringing himself lower. The smooth underplates of skin touched my fingers and I felt the gap of his hole. It was wide open and my fingertips easily reached.

I let my middle finger slide in, just enough to feel the heat and throbbing. His inner muscles were trying to pull my finger in and it was a struggle. I could only imagine how it could feel elsewhere...

No, this is bad. I though and clinched my eyes and pulled my finger free. Ivor lowered even more, his hole against my palm. He really wants this, I thought and cupped my hand over the swirling flesh. I didn't care if this was bad, if the whole town hated me. As far as I cared I was pleasuring my close friend and maybe this was inevitable. I felt closer to Ivor than anyone my own species.

I extended my middle finger and went into him until my palm rested tightly against his skin. The inviting warmth returned and even better being deeper. His insides milked around my finger, rolling up and down the length of it.

It was so strange, so wonderful. My cock pressed against the fabric of my pants and Ivor's chest. He gave a surprised coo at it and lifted up and my finger popped out. He glanced at me and I wondered if he even knew I was male.

Would it make a difference? I thought as I propped myself up on my elbows.

He slid off of me and looked down between my legs. I was tenting the fabric with my seven inch cock and his gaze made my cheeks flush with embarrassment. My face reddened as he pawed at it and I wanted to pull away.

His big paws came down on my thighs like two anvils and it almost hurt as he forced them apart. He leaned forward and buried his nose into me. I was powerless to stop him and he snorted. The rush of air came through the fabric and he drew back a little at the smell. My scent was strong from working in the forge for half the day. His maw opened and his long tongue slithered out across the fabric.

Gods. Was he going to...? No.

I watched as he flicked his forked tongue across the crotch-hole of my pants. Those big blues looked up at me. I knew what he wanted me to do and I shook my head.

His tongue snaked between the opening of my pants and a shuddering gasp left my lips. It searched around, soaking my pubes, then it brushed across my cock. Nothing but my hand had touched me there and this new sensation seared into my mind.

He gazed up at me. Don't resist, his eyes said and my hands drifted down to the iron snap at my waist. You'll feel so good between my lips... A smooth motion and the snap clicked and opened. My head rolled back to gaze up into the lazy afternoon sky. My mouth dropped open in a silent gasp. My eyes rolled wildly in their sockets.

He was relaxed. His eyes watching the pleasure shooting through my body. The slow, even bobbing on seven inches was working me up to it.

“Ivor..." I moaned into the air but it came as a silent puff and I forced my eyes down to his. They betrayed his urges and it all made sense in a brief and clear moment. Ivor played with no one except me and the females he courted.

Oh god, I thought briefly and fell back into the grass.

He started to purr and suck and roll his head. I think he knew I understood him now and he wanted me to give up my seed. I focused on that single wet point of pleasure. So very close, now.

My chest clenched and my abs contracted and brought me up to see him. He was bobbing fast and hard, and I swore the pleasure would shatter my mind. “Oh, Ivor!" I cried in the heat of my oncoming orgasm and it hit me like a steel bar sending me backwards into the grass.

I gushed into his maw and the cum pooled around his sealed lips. He lifted up and tugged the skin of my cock, over the tip, and then swallowed it all. He lapped at my cock as it started to shrink down, then he cooed lightly.

I sat up on my elbows and saw him lifting one of his rear haunches. The cock was out and throbbing with a thousand purple veins. He needed a nice mouth to release in.

“Kal!" My father cried from the front porch and Ivor glanced to me and took off. My hands dived down to the snap and fed my cock back into my pants before closing it. It was wet – what was I going to tell him? Rushing over to Kal's water bowl, I splashed myself with it and turned around. Not a second later, my father marched around the corner.

I caught hell for it.

My eyes drifted back out the window. Ivor was looking right at me. This was something we both very much wanted. He padded off, vanishing behind the barn. I tip-toed down the hall, listening to the snores as I passed their room and opened the front door.

****

I was nervous the closer I got to the barn. I needed to make sure the dragon didn't have the idea to fuck me. Most people thought dragons had massive cocks. The kind that drag along the ground when they're hard but the truth was they were about at the upper end of a human. Still, the eleven inches between Ivor's legs would probably be too much.

I heard the muffled slaps and then turned the corner. A red dragon from another farm was on top of Ivor and his stretched asshole was lifting and falling down his cock. It was mesmerizing to watch such an expert fucking.

“Ivor?" I said.

Ivor lifted his head and pushed the red off as he rolled back up. He padded over to me and the red followed timidly.

“Who's your friend...?" I asked but was cut off as Ivor reached out and hooked the snap of my pajamas. Of, course, they ripped and Ivor learned not all pants opened that way. I was completely naked except for my shirt in front of two very horny dragons.

Ivor growled to the red and motioned towards me. The red circled around as Ivor stepped up to me and I turned only to have him grasp my ankles. His lips opened and he took me in and I suddenly didn't care about what the red was doing.

Until I felt the smooth-scaled nose diving between my cheeks. A hot puff of air. His tongue was out and working my backdoor. The pleasure was more intense now and electrifying. A hard shove of the tongue and I groaned as my defenses melted under the red's skilled tongue. It didn't take long for me to spread for him.

I was vaguely aware when the tongue pulled away and there was a heavy thud behind me. I didn't really care though, “Ivor..." I looked down at him and stroked his cheeks. The red's maw returned and his nostrils blew air against my taint. He clutched my hips and Ivor looked at both claws before pushing me back.

The red's tail cradled me on his maw and his claws came up to hook on my thighs. He was buried between my cheeks and Ivor backed away. Leaving me balanced on the lips of a red dragon. Ivor wouldn't hurt me so I relaxed and looked at my black dragon.

The tongue pierced me. It was inside and all of it was moving and squirming. Sometimes it disappeared into the reptile's maw only to shoot out and in with a fresh coating of spit. Ivor was watching and his eyes were devouring me. Sometimes the red violently rock his head left and right like he was pulling meat off a bone.

My eyes closed and it felt like I was on that delicious tongue for hours.

There was a soft growl from Ivor. He was behind me now where the red dragon was laying and I glanced over my shoulder coming face to face with him. His maw opened and pressed against my lips and beneath us the red trilled with delight. Behind Ivor, I could see his ass bobbing and the red was going wild.

Ivor snorted in my face and I heard the steady, quiet thud of scales against scales rising in tempo. His eyes opened and looked deeply into mine as the last slap drove his cock into the red. I couldn't help but feel jealous of the red now receiving what felt like gallons of seed. It only lasted for a few seconds before Ivor pulled out and tail-slapped the reds thigh.

The red's tongue slipped out of me and he pulled away. I could feel the numb and gaping ring of muscle close as I watched him take off. Ivor growled to get my attention and motioned to the open barn. For the longest time, my father had bitched about him ripping the lock off and I wondered how many had gotten this treatment from him.

I followed him into the darkness where he stopped. His tail lightly tapped the ground beneath his raised up haunches and I knew what he wanted. I slid my hips under him and his tail cradled my head as I laid back.

I held up my cock and he lowered himself. The hiss escaped my lips as I felt the familiar heat and then it started to spread around my tip. It went down my shaft and all the way to my base and clenched tightly.

I grasped his hips as he lazily rode me. My cock appearing and disappearing into his hole with a wet slicking noise. “Ivor," I whispered to him squeezing his hips. “I'll be getting close real soon."

He let out a soft growl and picked up the pace. There was something about this forbidden connection I couldn't quite understand. I don't think either of us really did. The rising orgasm made my chest tighten. The dragon was mine and I was his. My balls lifted up, I swore I felt them. I was going to explode!

And I did.

He kept riding the whole way through, even as he felt the trickle of cum from his hole. It ran down and dripped off my balls and I watched it with a breathtaking after-glow. He pulled out and curled up next to me, his tail wrapping around, and I almost didn't want to leave.