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I walk up to Jake's house, finding his parents packing up for some road trip, I think they mentioned about having some time for themselves this weekend.

“Hey Mr and Mrs Long, is Jake home? I think he still has a pair of headphones I leant him." I say as they pack the last of their things into the car.

“Oh yes, he's in his room, just go up and check on him." Mr Long replies, pointing up to his room.

“Thanks Mr L," I reply as move towards the house.

“Oh Spud?" Mrs L asks after me.

I turn to look back at her. “Yeah, Mrs L?"

“Make sure he cleans his room? It smells like used socks in there."

“Sure thing, Mrs L." I smile before continuing into the house. Once inside, I head up the stairs to Jake's room, turning the handle of the door. “Hey dude, do you still have-?"

My voice fails me as I enter, finding him in full dragon 'mode'.

He's sitting on the floor, cross-legged. I look over Jake's body for a moment, the light ripples against the ruby red scales, a somewhat thick layer of sweat coating his body. His ass grinds back against the ground, his ass cheeks rolling along the floor. The grunts and movements of his body make it clear what he's doing, and most of me wants to back out of the room.

“Oh, fuck yeah..." Jake moans out, trembling as he moves onto his belly, sticking his surprisingly plump ass out into the air. His hole clenches and gaps slightly, wiggling side to side. His backside is clean and completely bare, a glossy coat even covering it.

I'm frozen in the moment as his moans deepen, his tail snaking in the air. The tip turns towards his body, and moves down against his hole, circling around his large, wrinkled ring. Going between pleasuring his own hole, to running up and down his cleft, simulating a tongue. When focused on his anus, he gives a small push and his tail tip enters the warm depths. All I can do is watch as Jake tail-fucks his own ass, pushing deeper and deeper as seconds pass.

“Please... don't stop, go deeper! Breed me! Make me beg for your young!" Jake yawls out, grunting with every push into his depths. His tail gets halfway into his body before his head finally turns towards me, his eyes finally opening. With an almost feminine yelp, Jake's back legs push up, forcing his backside against the far wall. Being upside down and at that angle, his tail pushes even further into his body. “Aaahhh!!!"

The scream fills the room, finally bringing me out of my daze. With a quick movement, I exit the room and slam the door behind me, pressing my back against the wooden barrier. Huffing softly, I take a moment and let my thoughts out, only one actually coming to mind. 'Is... was his cock always that big?'

Seconds pass and I hear movement from the other side; tentatively heavy footsteps, a small gasp followed by a moan, and wet, scaled flesh moving against equally wet flesh. Silence follows before the doorknob turns, and I move away from the door as it opens, revealing Jake, still in his dragon form. His maw shows embarrassment and shame, his eyes looking at the floor.

“H-hey bud..." I say, finding myself unable to look him in the eye.

“Spud I... what did you see?" Jake asks as he finally looks up at me, his pupils focus into slits as he looks at me.

“N-nothing, I saw nothing."

“We... we both know that's not true..." His eyes once again fall to the floor. “If... if you don't want to be around me anymore... I'd understand."

“Why wouldn't I want to stick around?"

“Because! I'm... gay. Dragons like me, we are born be bred, to long for the biggest of our kind. Although most of us wh-who are like me, tend to be female dragons."

I put a hand onto his chin and bring his maw up to look at me, I hug his head as best I can, wrapping my arms around his neck. “Of course, I wouldn't."

Jake's still for a moment before he encircles my body with his front paws... claws? What do you even call dragon feet? Either way, he keeps me close while his body presses up against mine. Something hard, rigid, and wet presses up against my front and I try to pull away, but Jake keeps me tight to his chest, a small whimper falling from his maw.

“Not yet..." he whispers.

He keeps me tight against his chest, his length throbbing against me. “Hey... Jake, you are kind of poking me."

“J-just... let me have this..." Jake pushes me backwards and onto the floor, moving over me. He repeats the sentiment into my ear, his voice soft and gentle. He cradles me, just holding me in his draconic grip. As minutes pass, and his length still presses against me, before he pulls away from the hug. His bright eyes, burning like fire in the light of the hallway, looking deeply into mine. “Spud, I... I want you to do something."

“W-what?" I ask, shivering slightly in his tight grip.

“I... I need you to pleasure me, I can't do it by myself, it's not the same."

“Wait, you want me to do what?"

“Pleasure me, suck me, lick me. Do anything to me, just please... make me yours?" He seems to ask me, his muzzle a few inches from my face, wave after wave of hot breath rolls over my skin.

“I... Jake, I don't think I..." I start, not knowing how to continue.

“Spud, please! It's been months since even Fu did anything with me. My body, it needs satisfaction."

“Satisfaction?"

He grinds his length against my front, leaving a trail of sticky liquid. His voice is small and barely more than a whimper. “Nnng... Spud I-I need your help, please. It's not the same when I do it."

“Jake... ok, I'll do it."

He grabs me and picks me up, nuzzling me in glee. “Thank you Spud! I really appreciate it!"

“Don't mention it."

“I mean it, seri-“

“No, I mean it. Don't mention it."

He lets me go, looking at me for a moment. Our eyes lock, and he gulps before looking away. “S-sure, I get it. Come on in, I'll make sure it doesn't last too long."

With a turn, Jake falls onto all fours and enters into his room, and I follow.

(Jake is sitting back in his room)

His cock has a pointed tip, with the same ridges along the length as his underbelly. Four nubs run from just under his urethra downwards in a line, two lines of smaller nubs do the same either side of the first, angled away from it in a somewhat arrow shape. A large, rounded knot throbs at his base, almost straining to get free of an invisible cage. Splotched purple tones cover his shaft, gleaming in the light of his room. Two heavy, very full looking balls sit beneath his rod, looking uncharacteristically big on even his frame.

I gulp at the sight of his cock, shaking my head slightly before my hands grip it, beginning to jerk along his shaft. With a groan under my breath, I try to imagine myself anywhere else than here, giving my friend a hand job. But Jake moans out at my action, looking down at me with a goofy grin plastered on his maw.

“Bloody dragon..." I mutter under my breath.

“Yeah, I'm a bloody dragon! I don't deserve to be treated like this." Jake pants, seemingly getting off on this, his cock leaking pre-cum against my fingers.

I take a moment to mull this over. “You're a very bad dragon, aren't you? Getting your friend to jerk your dirty dragon cock for you."

“Yes! I'm a dirty fucking dragon! Now... please give me what I need!"

“Why should I? Be a good boy, and I may let you cum." I release my grip and pull away, watching Jake as he begins to squirm in need.

“Fuck! Why did you stop?"

“Because I don't want you to cum, not until you be a good boy."

“I-I'll be good! I swear! Please jerk my cock!" Jake begs, clawing at the floor in need.

I draw closer to his length, teasingly slow as I move my hand to his cock. “Mmm, are you sure you'll be good?"

“Yes! I'll be good, I'll do anything!"

“Anything?"

“Oh, fuck yeah!"

“Get on all fours."

“Wh-what?"

“You heard me, all fours, now!" I order him with a cocky grin. He groans as he does what I tell him, moving onto all fours. “Good, now... lift that tail and shake your subby butt."

Again, he does it, his plump rear wiggling in the air. My hands go to his cheeks, spreading them as wide as possible. The wrinkled ring held within seems to wink at me, beads of musky sweat pours down the cleft of his rump. I can already smell his scent, despite being about a foot away from it. It's a mix of Jake's base scent, and another overlying smell, burning wood and cardamom seeds.

Gulping slightly, I push down my reservations and move towards his hole, my nose pressing against the bare skin. I sniff at his hole, taking in that mixture of scents, almost tasting it as it fills my lungs. Moving back for a moment, a blush washes of my face as lusty thoughts fill my mind. After a moment, I repeat this, burrowing even deeper into the lust that seems to radiate from Jake's scent.

'How the hell is it doing this to me?' I think to myself, pressing a hand to my forehead when I pull back again.

Jake, almost like he could hear my thoughts, turns to look back at me. “I told you, dragons like me are built for sex. Our scent glands release endorphin like scents, reliefs stress and raises libido. Most dragons ignore mine though... they want to pass their genes to the next generation, it's a kink to most of them. A wild rut to push their family line further..."

His voice trails off and he grows quiet, looking away again. I don't know how to respond to this, my hands still on his rear. So, I return to the cleft of his ass, but I begin licking his hole, circling his rim to start off with. He gasps and trembles, not doing anything to stop me. The taste of his skin is similar to his scent, but it's stronger, deeper, the effects of his lust has also increased tenfold. Feeling the movements of his body against my hands and tongue is strange, but somehow intimate.

“Spud... what are you doing to me?" He asks me, pressing his muzzle against the ground.

I don't respond, besides lapping up from the top of his balls to the base of his tail. The beads of his sweat are pearls of his taste, almost making me aim for them. Every few minutes I pull away, huffing softly, while Jake just lays there, pampered to high heaven. When I finally stop, I rest my arms on his tail and rump, looking down on him.

“Spud..." Jake moans out, his voice a whisper of feminine need. “Bring out the dragoness in me..."

“You're really into this aren't you?" I ask, trying not to focus too much on his musk on my lips.

“Do I need to spell it out for you? I need you! Like right now, don't... don't make me pin you down..."

“Like you could, but I know you'd rather just beg and wiggle your booty."

Jake seems to sink even further into the floor, a blush across his cheeks. “Y-yeah..."

I put a hand on his behind, gripping his plump cheek for a moment. My fingers travel down his thighs, bringing in the other hand as I begin to examine his leg. The hard scales, the thick skin, even the muscles held underneath. Everything mixes together into a powerful appendage, flicking and twitching at my touch. When I get to his foot, I finger his toes and focus on the padded undersides, which look like soft beans. Taking my interest, I bring his foot up to my face, watching his toes wiggle with interest. Jake struggles slightly to keep himself upright, looking back at me.

“S-Spud, what are you... doing?" He asks me, blushing at the ideas running through his head.

“This..." I take a toe into my mouth and begin sucking on it, my tongue running over his scally digit.

“O-oh, fuck. Why are you... why are you sucking on my toe?"

I don't respond, I don't want to. What I want, is inside my mouth. The claw running along the roof of my mouth, the bones working underneath his scales. Tasting his skin, the sweat, the dragon scales. I worship his toe, pleasure it, desire it, every motion inside me serves this. Something stirs inside me, a primal, instinctive desire that just builds and builds inside of me. Moans escape from between my lips, whenever they part from his scaly hide.

“Jake... don't stop. I can feel your need building, your heartbeat... it's so strong!" Jake seems to purr, trying his best not to show just how much this is affecting him.

With a 'plop', I let the toe out of my mouth. “Mmm... so good. I knew dragons were special, but this is ridiculous."

“What do you mean?"

“Well..." I start, letting his foot fall to the floor. “I've kinda been researching dragons for a while, I'm... I've a special interest in mythical creatures."

“Just any mythical creatures?"

“What do you think, dragon boy?" I ask with a smile, moving up his body.

Undressing myself slowly as I get on top of him. Our size difference makes it a little difficult, but I get on top of him non the less. It feels so weird to see Jake under me, looking down at the hulking body. I place both hands onto his neck, pushing down. Doubting I'm strong enough to actually make him press against the floor, but the dragon acts as if I can, moaning out.

“That's it Spud, take control of me!" Jake begs me.

“What was that, little dragon?" I ask, deepening my voice to try and mimic an actual dragon's voice.

“I said breed me! Explore my body and take it for your own!"

I love seeing Jake like this, so submissive, and yet needy. It really gets my gears turning. My length throbs between his ass cheeks, the warmth and need radiating from him is almost palpable. Grinding up and down his cleft, my cock throbs with the same need that courses through him. Pressing my face against his body, my nose running along the skin of his upper back. The smell of pinewood and embers fill my lungs as I draw breath, tempting me to take another intake.

“Fuck you smell good!" I exclaim, rubbing my nose against him.

“Smell me all you want... just, j-just give me what I need!" Jake calls back, his body trembling even more than his voice.

“And what do you need, baby?"

“Your huge cock!"

I can't help but grin, pulling on his hair so his head comes to mine. “I'm no dragon, but I'll do my best to make it worth your while."

Shoving my cock upwards, I enter his surprisingly tight rear, able to get my whole length inside his warmth. Jake moans nice and loud for me, a part of me thinks it's just theatrics, but a subby dragon like him? He's probably holding back. Pulling back, I ram myself back into him, claiming his hole, over and over again. Every push in makes him clench around me, milking my length for all it's worth.

“Oh fuck... Spud... fuck me! Harder!" Jake begs out into the room, waving his tail slightly from side to side.

“Say the magic words, tell me what you are." I tease into his ear, nibbling on his skin.

“I'm a sub-bitch! A cock hungry little dragoness, who needs to be fucked!"

“That's a good bitch," I slap his ass and tug his hair, grinning devilishly. “And what should I do with a bitch in heat?"

“Fuck me! Give me your cock! I crave your seed!" His voice becomes high pitched, and even more girly than before, if that were even possible.

“Mmm, how could I say no to such a plump ass? Especially when it's begging so nicely..."

“Yes, please! I beg for your seed! Breed me! Fertilise my eggs!"

“You're really into this, aren't you? You girl..." I moan, half to myself.

His body becomes putty in my hands, barely able to keep himself up. “You bet your cock I am!"

“I'd rather bet your plump rump." With this, I slam his head into the ground, ramming my length harder into his body. “I mean, what else am I meant to do with such a good piece of meat?"

“Fuck its brains out!"

I tighten my grip on his hair, slamming my length into his warmth repeatedly. It feels amazing to breed him, to be so intimate with him. After a few moments, I realise I don't need to keep him held down. So, I start to move my hands over his body, testing out every part. How his muscles feel, how every bone moves in accordance with the others. It's amazing to me; a dragon's body, utterly amazing, I just can't keep my hands to myself. Thrust after thrust into his hole, claiming his body while exploring every part of him.

Sweat begins to form on his skin, emitting his spicy scent into the room, making me smell nothing else than him. As the musk fills the room even more, I feel my lust and pleasure building. What was it doing to me? I can only focus on this thought for a few moments, before I feel my body tense up, my balls pulling up against my body. Shooting my seed into his soft behind, feeling every spurt leave my body, like essence being taken from my very core.

“O-o-oh fuck... fuck..." Is all I can say as my balls continue to pull up against me, emptying themselves into his warmth.

“Oh Spud, breed me! That's it!" Jake replies, grinding his big butt against my thrusts.

A moan escapes his lips with each grind, pushing us both deeper into the act. As I feel my orgasm slows down, I slump against his back, getting a full smell of the dragon's musk. But I can't get enough of it, and I burry my nose into the first crevice I can find, surrounding myself with his deep scent. Cardamom, pinewood, and embers fill my lungs, over and over. No matter how much of his smell I get, I don't adapt to it, leaving the strength consistent.

“Jake... your ass is so fucking good!" I exclaim from within his the crevice of his body, wrapping my hands around his midsection into a deep hug.

He smiles and shifts under me. “And it's all yours, it belongs to you..."

“And what should... I do with that ass of yours?"

“Anything! Please, just do anything to me. Or are you just looking for ideas?"

“Maybe...?"

Jake huffs, somewhere in slight annoyance and taking in breath. “Maybe you should get onto cleaning duty?"

“Cleaning duty?"

He moves out from under me, leaving me on the floor. I look up at him and gasp a little, gulping slightly as he wags his plump ass in front of me. A trail of my seed pours from his still tight hole. “Yeah, cleaning duty."

A blush covers my cheeks, I lick my lips. Getting to my knees, I move to his backside. As I draw closer, his scent hits me; deeper, more personal. But like always, it brings me to his body. My mouth goes to the bottom of his cleft, letting my tongue out before running it up the hot line. I collect my seed before I lock my lips around his hole. Once this is done, I lick his wrinkled skin and musky scales, gulping down my jizz as I do so. His taste mixes with mine, and I can't distinguish his too much, outside of wood and campfire.

More groans come from Jake's maw, his ass pushing back up against my face. My hands go to his cheeks and try to keep him at bay, at least as much as I could with a 2-tonne dragon. But he slowly pushes me further back, finding myself pressed up against his door, creaking the wood as he does so. Now it seems he's got me where he wants me, he begins rolling his backside up and down against my face.

“Oh Spud... be a good boy... be good for mommy!" Jake moans out, trembling as his front legs give out under him, leaving his ass at an angle. “Fuck! Fuck... that's it! Lick my ass! W-worship it!"

I'm trying my best, and kinda wish he'd keep his big maw shut. With a grunt, I use the door as leverage and push forward, steadily pushing Jake into the ground. I finally gain some ground over him, Rimming him into the ground. His free front claws move to his throbbing length, leaking his musky pre onto the ground, dampening the carpet with his liquid. Continuing to gulp down my seed, smelling nothing but the dragon's musky scent, the trail of jizz slowing down as seconds pass. Finding my job mostly done, I move from his hole, back to licking up along his cleft again.

“Oh, fuck Spud! What are you doing to me?" He asks me, jerking himself even tighter.

I pull away from his ass for a moment. “What does it feel like?"

“Why'd you stop?"

“Because you asked me a question!"

“RE-rhetorical question!" Jake shouts back at me, clenching his wet hole in the air.

With a grumble, I go back to licking his backside, focusing on his musky skin and scents. My hands go from his cheeks to the large balls held between his thighs, gripping the grapefruit sized orbs, barely able to take one in either hand. Massaging his balls softly to begin with, I hear his moans fill the room again. I take a moment to just feel his nutsack, how plump and full it feels, the roughness of his skin.

It feels unlike anything I felt before, I can almost feel the seed held within them, churning and moving inside the soft orbs. This continues for as long as I desire, taking a few moments to look at his balls, between the laps at his hot crevice. But an idea crosses my mind and I grin, gripping his orbs, just tight enough to make him rawr out into the room. It's loud, bone chilling, and purely primal, pushing me to do it again.

It doesn't sound particularly painful for him, and he doesn't pull away. His hips thrust forward as I grip his plums, his claws still wrapped around his large member. Must be thinking of taking the top position, if I know anything about dragon society, it's a little presumptuous for him. But I think it's the slight masochist in him that helps, only taking the penetrative role at the dominant orders of a even greater dragon.

“What'cha thinking about?" I ask him, pulling away from his hole.

“Tight! Hole! Plump backside! Unng... AHH!" Jake tries to say, his body working to push his length into a non-existent hole.

“Think your dragon enough to breed another tight hole?"

“No! I don't deserve it!"

“That's why you gotta imagine it, right?" I ask teasingly, massaging his tender orbs.

“Yeah! No dragon wants my young!" Jake yells out with pure need, completely submitting to my attempts to dominate him. “Now please! Let me cum!"

“What was that?"

“I... I need your permission to cum! My body won't let me cum without it!"

“Hmmm, I'm glad to hear that myth is true." I pull away from his balls and rest on his wide hips, looking down at the needy dragon. “Keep jerking scaly-boy, I might let you cum."

Jake trembles under me, his begging eyes look back at me. An idea crosses my mind, and I grin. Some of the stories I read say that it's taboo to look upon a dragon while they dominate you. I move from his backside to his muzzle, his eyes going wide as I put my bare foot onto his snout, right against his nostrils as I push his maw against the ground.

“Thought you could gaze upon me, huh?" I ask him, grinning widely.

His breath blows through his nose, taking in my bare scent as his eye roll back into his head. “Nnng! Mmm... n-n-no, sir..."

“You're a very bad dragon, aren't you?"

“Y-yes, sir!"

“Now, don't stop sniffing." I reply, making sure to rub my foot against his nose. My toes running over his nasal opening, feeling his hot, wet breath on my bare skin. “Like that smell?"

“Oh god yes!" Jake replies. “So good!"

His tongue runs out of his maw and begins to lick up my foot, his thick, wet saliva coats my skin easily. Working along my appendage, and between my toes, he moans out with pure bliss, keeping me right against his muzzle. Seconds turn to minutes, and the dragon becomes nothing more than a lust fuelled wreck, his tongue barely able to keep up the work. I think he's had enough.

“Ok, little dragon, you can cum." I tell him, looking at his dulled eyes for a moment, wondering if he actually heard me. But his eyes widen and his ass thrusts hard against the ground, thick spurts of dragon spunk being shot onto the ground. His maw opens and takes the outer half of my foot into his mouth, sucking my foot with a feral hunger. “Oh boy, you've got a good hold on me."

He doesn't respond to this, only focused on finally being able to release his seed. His lips are locked quite tight around my foot, his hot tongue working on the inside, while still sniffing my skin. Every spurt of his jizz pools under his body, spreading out slowly. Letting Jake use my body like this still makes me feel a little weird, but hey, a personal foot massage from a dragon can't go wrong.

Once his body slows down, I pull my foot my foot from his maw with a 'plop', running up along the bridge of his nose. He gives it a drawn-out sniff, moaning out in need. Looking up at me, he gives me a tired, but grateful smile. His body shifts, getting to his clawed feet, huffing as he looks back at his own backside, wiggling it for a moment.

“Mmm... I really needed that." He purrs, looking back at me.

“Glad to hear it. Hey, I was wondering." I start, patting his cheek. “If you need permission to cum, why were you trying to pleasure yourself."

“Well, in certain situations, the permission can be assumed, or isn't needed at all. Like if I were with someone who wants to cum at the same time, or if the pleasure 'short-circuits' my brain."

“Short-circuit?"

“Yeah, like... like I'm fucked silly, you know. Basically, it cuts out my higher thought, and the need for permission." He continues to explain, blushing as the next words come from his maw. “I become almost feral... bestial..."

“You like that thought?"

“Y-yeah, it's like my core becomes intertwined with my lust, pushing me into servicing anyone or... anything that comes near me."

“Anything?"

He looks away for a moment. “Well, there was the time Fu and I found that unicorn, but we don't like talking about it."

“Is that even legal?" I ask, raising an eyebrow.

Jake shrugs. A small, if cute, smile forms on his lips.

“Ok, maybe I don't want to know." I take a moment to think, looking back at the dragon. “Hey, you wouldn't happen to know a way for someone to... change their form, would you?"

“Why would you want to change your form?"

“Hearing how you become feral-like under sexual stimulation, it sounds kinda... fun."

“Well, my grandpa might have something in his store. I can't be certain though." Jake says, turning back into his human form, still naked and bare to the room.

“Can we go and take a look?" I ask, starting to get dressed.

Jake does the same, looking a little uncomfortable at the idea. “I guess, I mean we'll need to be quiet about it."

“Sure thing."

Once we're dressed, Jake goes to the door. I grab his wrist and turn him around, going in for a kiss. His shock is clear, but after a moment, he returns the kiss, pulling away before it goes on too long. He smiles at me and brushes a few strands of hair out of his face, looking away with a deep blush on his cheeks.

“Wh-what was that for?" He asks, his hands going around his middle.

“For being so cute," I smile, leaving the room.

Jake follows me after a moment, locking up the front door as we leave. We head to Jake's grandpa's store quickly, Jake's hand slipping into my grip every so often, making both of us smile. Once there, we begin looking around the store, Jake taking the back, while I focus on the front. Minutes tick by, and I then I hear Jake call me.

“Found something!"

I go into the back to find him hunched over a box, pulling out a small bottle, an image of a dragon on the tag around the neck.

“Think that's it?" I ask him.

“Closest thing I could find," he replies. I look into the box myself, finding a few other bottles, each with a tag. One takes my interest; a unicorn. As Jake pockets the bottle he has, I swipe the unicorn bottle and put it into a pocket, luckily Jake doesn't seem to notice. Kissing his cheek, we head out of the store and back to his home.