The day started out like any other when the doorbell rang in Twilus's home. The dragon rose from his seat in the living room and placed a bookmark in the page he was reading, before setting it aside and striding across the room towards the hallway. A mirror not too far from the front door gave him a moment's pause so that he could check his button-up shirt and trousers through his own reflection, before he stepped towards the door and twisted the handle, pulling it open.

"Ah, young Fujimori." The dragon hummed his approval at the sight of his neighbour's son, a red panda with purple and black fur, despite the species' name. He scanned his gaze up and down the boy's body and took in the sight of his basic green shirt and slack grey shorts, before he stepped to the side, giving the boy space to come in. The boy wordlessly hopped up the porch and wandered inside, kicking off his shoes by the door so he didn't track anything into the house.

"To what do I owe this visit, Yuuma?" Twilus asked, his bronze scales glittering in the sun that beamed through his open door, but it faded as he closed it. The light through the frosted glass did little to light up his body in the same way and as the dragon moved, he folded his wings inward, mindful not to knock the mirror off the wall. 

"Um..." Yuuma began, hovering by the entranceway to the living room and turning his head towards the anthropomorphic dragon. "My mom went out so she told me to come over, um...and she said sorry."

"Ah, I see." This wasn't an irregular occurrence for Yuuma's mother. She was a hard-working person who had a demanding job, and whilst Twilus also had his own responsibilities, he spent a lot of time at home. Where Yuuma's mother spent a lot of time out of the house on-call or otherwise, Twilus, as an author, was afforded the luxury of working at his own pace, which allowed him to watch over the red panda in times like these. With a gesture, he ushered the boy into the living room and Yuuma stepped through, visibly breathing a sigh of relief.

Twilus and Yuuma were mostly close, considering how often they saw each other, but the dragon treated the 10-year-old more like a nephew than anything else. He didn't spoil him, per se, but he definitely bought him things on occasion, should he ask for it. The dragon sauntered back into the living room, following the cub inside, and then reclined back into his chair. If Yuuma's mom wanted him to babysit on short notice, as evidenced by the purple and black-furred boy's arrival, he'd do just that.

"Um, Mr. Santari," Yuuma began as the dragon reached for his book. "What's this?"

Twilus raised his gaze from his book towards what the red panda was looking at, and he quickly sat up, a little surprised, when he saw that the boy had immediately found a book he'd left out on sex positions. Twilus was studying it for a book he was writing, and he had no intention of letting the kid see it...but he also hadn't expected the boy to even be over today. Clearing his throat, the bronze dragon shifted awkwardly in his seat, the slight jiggle of his body causing the red gem he had hanging between his horns, resting on his forehead, to wobble on its gold chain.

"That's..." The man began awkwardly. "A book I was studying with."

"What's it about?" Yuuma absently lifted it in both hands and stared down at the cover. "The front has two people kissing on it..."

"Um, well..." The dragon cleared his throat and set his book aside, leaning forwards and resting his elbows on his knees. "The book details some...sexual positions. Things that you shouldn't really know until you're older."

"I-I'm not interested, anyway." The boy stubbornly put the book down and looked away, clearly a little miffed about being told he wasn't old enough. Yet, despite his attempts to look indifferent, he still glanced to the book nonetheless, eyeing it from a distance. With a sigh, Twilus rose to his feet and stepped across the room towards the table the book was sitting on, sliding into a seat and turning one leg to the side. He patted his knee and Yuuma hesitated, before hopping up onto his lap, as he had done a handful of times before.

"What did you want to do?" Twilus asked, and Yuuma visibly lit up a little, though he tried not to look that happy about it. With a deep sigh, the dragon flicked the book open and skimmed through the first handful of pages, until they got onto the diagrams, depicting things such as missionary, doggy style, and so on. This book wasn't quite the Karma Sutra, but it was close enough to make even Twilus a little embarrassed to be showing it to a 10-year-old. Yuuma, however, was clearly quite inquisitive.

"Why is it, um..." The red panda began, reaching up to briefly brush the mop of black hair out of his eyes. "Why is it all girls and boys?"

"Well, because that's the most common sexuality in the world..." The dragon explained vaguely, frowning. "...Amongst other reasons. Why do you ask, Yuuma?"

"Uh..." The red panda's gaze glossed over the pages in Twilus's hands and he hummed, as if he didn't know quite how to explain what he was feeling or what he meant. "At school, there's a teacher...my friends say he takes it up the butt and they think it's funny. My friends do things with their butt sometimes too, just as a prank and stuff...but why does he only do butt stuff?"

"Ah, that," Twilus hummed. "Your mother should really be explaining this to you, but...sometimes, love and sex doesn't have to be between a boy and a girl."

To accentuate his point, Twilus shifted in his seat and passed through several pages before he was already towards the end of the book. There, the diagrams were considerably different, the depicted not just men and women locked in coitus but also two men, and even two women, when he turned a few more pages. He paused on a page showing two men depicting a fairly standard non-missionary position, where one was laying on their front and the other was atop him, in a push-up kind of a pose.

"So this, here..." He explained. "Is love between two boys-- they call that homosexuality, or just...being gay. For women, the term is the said, but grown-ups tend to call them lesbians. Do you understand?"

"So, um...what does it mean if you think girls are pretty, but you also think...boys are pretty, but um...you think your friends are even prettier?" Yuuma's tone made it seem like he was brushing it off or asking as part of a prank and didn't care for the answer, but Twilus knew the boy reasonably well, having known him a couple of years-- the red panda, with his purple fur, always kept his indifferent attitude to things he was interested in...perhaps it was because someone had quashed his passion when he was younger and he was trying to make it seem like it didn't affect him. The dragon, however, knew better for the most part, and he was happy to sate his desire, even if it mean overstepping his boundaries as a neighbour.

"It could mean a lot of things," Twilus explained, leaning back in his seat but keeping an arm around the small of the boy's back, not wanting to fall off his lap. "Do you like looking at both of them naked?"

"Um, yeah..." Yuuma assumed. "I like looking at my friends more, though. I've touched their things sometimes...you know, the, uh..."

"Penises and vaginas?" Twilus guessed and the purple-furred red panda nodded, keeping his gaze down at the book. For a moment, the dragon was lost in thought as he tried to think of how best to navigate the boy's feelings on his sexuality. "I have a feeling I know how you feel, but...hmm. I have an idea, if it interests you. It might help you better understand how you feel about boys and girls. Do you want to try?"

"What is it?" The red panda asked, and wordlessly the dragon reached into his pocket, retrieving his smartphone. Setting the book back on the table, the man used both hands to tap away on his phone, careful to use the main tip of his finger rather than the short claws. He navigated to the phone's internet browser and then punched in a website address at the bottom. After a few moments, the site loaded, revealing thumbnails of naked women with their mouths open, breasts out and asses on display. 

Yuuma indifferently glossed his gaze over the screen, and Twilus smirked to himself as the bronze dragon tapped his thumb to a search bar and the top and searched for a small handful of keywords. After a handful of moments, the thumbnails of women were replaced with that of men, in varying positions. Twilus did his best to pick one that seemed rather tame and tapped it, turning his phone to the side so that it could load in landscape mode. Yuuma shifted in his seat atop his neighbour's lap, staring down at the phone's screen as the video began to play with that same neutral expression as before.

Twilus didn't have to explain the video to the boy, for it become obvious as time went on. At first, it was tame: two men, a canine and a fox respectively, spoke to one another about something that neither of them could hear, for the dragon had the sound muted, before they started to playfully push each other. Their playfulness quickly turned to kissing, and the video cut to a bedroom. After a few moments, the two men appeared from the open doorway, peeling their clothes off, and the camera panned as they flopped down onto the bed, starting to unbutton their pants.

"What do you think?" Twilus asked calmly as the content of the video rapidly shifted into pornography, as the two men on the small screen removed every article of clothing they had. A close-up shot was revealed of the fox bobbing and bowing his head on a turgid, bright red cock, with a thick, bulbous base, and Yuuma blinked at the video for a handful of moments, not quite saying anything. Twilus pursed his maw and reached down to skip ahead in the video, the scenery shifting slightly but remaining in the same room. He skipped the majority of the foreplay and went straight into anal sex, the two men visibly making loud moans that the man and the cub would have easily heard, if sound was enabled. The angle moved and quickly became a close-up of the fox's ass being stretched by that knotted member, and after a moment Twilus paused the video, freezing it on a single frame of the canine's knot pressed firmly to the fox's ass.

"Yuuma," Twilus began gently, feeling a little nervous. "Are you okay?"

"Mhmm," The boy answered him immediately and squirmed in his seat. "I feel...funny, a little."

"Do you have a stiffy?" The dragon teased slightly and Yuuma looked a little shy about it, but he nodded. Twilus knew that the boy had already received the basics of sex education-- he knew what his dick was, at least, and what puberty entailed...and given what he said about his friends, he likely knew what sex was, too, at least on some level. But, the bronze dragon wasn't surprised that the cub didn't understand things like sexuality and what it means to be aroused to those of the same sex or otherwise, if the education system was anything like it was when he was but a young whelp. Slowly, Twilus placed the phone on the table in front of him and then moved his free hand down, placing it on the boy's inner thigh. He knew this was wrong, and yet...he continued regardless.

"Does this feel good?" The dragon asked quietly, bringing his head a little closer as he slowly moved his bronze-scaled hand inwards, brushing it further up the cub's inner thigh and across his shorts until he pressed his fingers and palm to the boy's crotch. Yuuma let out a quiet huff from his nose and shuffled to get into a more comfortable position-- though he said nothing, he slowly nodded and visibly blushed. Twilus flexed his fingers in response, quietly enjoying the way he felt that tiny mass surge and twitch under his touch.

The dragon quietly, slowly explored some more, drifting his fingers up and loosening the button of the boy's shorts, parting them enough for his digits to sneak in underneath the cub's shirt and in between his fur and the waistband of his underwear. He delved his fingers inside, his claws grazing with the inside of the fabric before his fingers met with the 10-year-old's stiffening length. In an instant, Yuuma arched his back and reached down, curling his hands around the dragon's upper arm, and out of respect for the boy, Twilus halted his advances, keeping his fingers still against that tiny pulsing cock. Yuuma took a moment to breathe and then slowly loosened his grip, allowing Twilus to explore further.

"How's this?" The man asked, his breathing low and heavy with arousal as his fingers gently curled around the young cock, though he was only able to fit 2 or 3 fingers around it. He stroked down and tugged the foreskin back just a tiny bit, but that was enough to make Yuuma sigh quietly, rigid in both the man's hand as well as on his lap; every muscle was tense with a mixture of delight and nerves, but Twilus had no intention of molesting the boy non-consensually. He was careful not to do more without the cub's say so, but as Yuuma silently nodded, he continued. He dragged his fingers up towards the tip and bunched that foreskin around the head, before he stroked down again, his fingers flexing as far as the boy's pelvis, his extra unused digits spread out and trailing across the black fur surrounding his crotch. Yuuma's quiet sighing and little groans were all Twilus needed to keep going, at least for a while.

"So, you like it when another boy touches you..." The dragon remarked after a few moments, his maw grazing slightly against the side of the boy's head, his nostrils flaring and taking in the scent of his clean, fragrant hair. "Would you like to see mine?"

Yuuma didn't seem to know how to answer that question at first, but after a handful of moments of hesitation, he relinquished his hand from the dragon's arm and slowly shifted, sliding off his lap. Twilus considered that the most appropriate move, especially as his mind wandered with thoughts of what they might get up to-- despite that, he kept a calm demeanour and slowly reached down, plucking at the button of his trousers and tugging down the zipper. Yuuma openly mimicked the dragon's movements on himself, his expression that of intrigue more than anything else, and his sagging shorts dropped easily around past his knees and towards his ankles, leaving him in his underwear and shirt. As Twilus undressed, he made a gesture to the cub's shirt and Yuuma grasped the hem, glancing down at it, before he pulled it over his head, revealing his supple, young body. He was slim and distinctly boyish, with flat hips and a tucked-in tummy, and that array of purple fur graced his shoulders, instead of the usual red of his species, and around his hips like a mantle, its edges trimmed with white fur. Twilus raked in the sight of him, aroused and hungry, before he continued to undress.

Unlike Yuuma, the bronze dragon opted to keep his shirt on as he slipped his trousers and underwear past his hips, lifting himself a little on the chair to allow it to pass his cheeks. His tail wormed its way out of its designated hole in his bottom wear and, also unlike Yuuma, Twilus revealed a complete lack of external genitals. The red panda's confusion was palpable, and Twilus could see it on his face.

"Take off those briefs, boy," The dragon suggested, before he spread his legs and reached down towards his slit, dragging his fingers across it. "And get onto your knees. I'll give you a lesson on draconic genitals."

Yuuma briefly scoffed and looked awkward, but it was clear he was intrigued. He did as he was told and reached down, tucking his thumbs into the waistband of his underwear and bending over as he pulled them down, revealing his tiny cock and balls, barely 2 inches in length and pitch-black like the rest of his front. He stepped forwards in between the dragon's legs, his gaze fixated on the man's slit as he kicked off his briefs, leaving him in just his socks, before he lowered himself down and rested on his knees, reaching up to place his hands on the man's legs for both balance and simply out of instinct.

"You see..." Twilus began as he slid his index and middle finger either side of his slit. "Dragons, and reptiles by extension, have internal genitals...our penis, and also our testicles-- our balls-- are inside our body."

"So how do they come out?" Yuuma looked up at him and Twilus briefly relished the sight of the cub so close to his crotch, before he answered his question.

"Well, with some stimulation...something to make one feel good," Twilus explained, and accentuated his words by spreading his slit with his fingers, revealing the pinkish flesh beneath. "The penis can come out...but the balls will always remain inside, for our protection."

"Huh..." Yuuma looked a little shy for a moment. "Um, Mr. Santari, you're...really pretty."

"Thank you for the compliment, Yuuma." Twilus hummed his approval, his ego and desire surging with those words. His arousal could only be contained for so long, and since this was the perfect time to demonstrate his genitals, he let his desires take over. A sigh escaped his maw as he gently stroked the outer flesh of his slit, and that stimulation alone, coupled with the cub's staring and the faint feeling of his hot breath, coaxed a pinkish tip from the dragon's slit. His cock was wedged at the tip, but the further it grew the more the rest of it was revealed; little ribs lined the length of the cock and the underside was muscled and prominent, but it bore no knot like a canine, nor any spikes like a feline. It was still truly 'exotic', in every sense of the word, especially to a boy who'd never seen many cocks before...and Twilus couldn't help but to grab his cock with a hand, gently stroking himself and letting the pleasure course through him.

"Do you want to taste it?" He asked huskily, and Yuuma looked up at him before he adjusted himself and moved his head closer, his muzzle mere inches from that pulsing meat. Twilus angled his member down so that Yuuma could taste it tip first, and at first, the red panda's nostrils flared and took in his scent, as all animals would, before he slowly stuck out his tongue and pressed the tiny warmth of his fleshy appendage to the dragon's cock. The warmth alone was enough to coax a throb from that turgid member, but as Yuuma trailed his head down further and pushed his tongue along the underside, Twilus couldn't resist sliding his hand down to the base so that the boy could take more. 

"That's it...take it into your mouth." Twilus gently coaxed him, but had no intention of putting his hands on the boy and forcing him down-- yet he was so aroused, so desperate that he couldn't stop himself from guiding the boy along, at least verbally. At his request, Yuuma moved his head a little faster down the cock until the tip entered his tiny muzzle, and the red panda pursed his lips instinctively around the length and sucked his cheeks in, giving it a small suck. Though it felt nice, Twilus stilled hissed and cleared his throat.

"No need to suck," He quickly explained. "Just explore it with your tongue, Yuuma. Taste every inch...and when you're ready, go deeper."

Yuuma looked up at him, and Twilus quietly reaffirmed that sight to memory, the enamouring position of the red panda bowed down on his cock. The red panda slowly pushed further and further, but he only took a handful of inches and avoided using his teeth, though they did clumsily knick and touch in places. His tongue roamed most of all, however, at the bronze dragon's insistence-- he slathered and licked, curling his tongue all around to coat the few inches he had in his mouth in spittle. Twilus greatly enjoyed his efforts and tried his best not to squeeze his legs inwards; it had been so long since anyone had touched his cock, much less given him a blowjob...

"Good...very good," Twilus huffed quietly, reaching out to stroke behind the boy's ear before withdrawing his hand, resisting to urge to push the cub down. "...Do you want to move on to the next step?"

With a slight frown, Yumma pulled back until he was off the cock completely.

"Y-You mean...?" The red panda questioned Twilus as the dragon reached down to coax him up onto his feet, before he lifted him by the armpits and pushed the contents of the table to the side so that he could sit the boy on the edge-- thankfully, there wasn't much on its surface anyway, bar the book and Twilus's phone. The dragon locked the screen as he rose from his seat, his adult cock twitching in eager anticipation as he stood in between the boy's legs, putting a hand to his chest.

"One of the positions in the book," He answered. "Lay back."

Yuuma's face said it all; he couldn't hide his intrigue, nor his nerves, but he did as was told. With a light push, Twilus coaxed the boy onto his back and he reached down to hook under the red panda's legs, hoisting them up and spreading them wide. With his back to the table, Yumma was completely and utterly exposed, and the dragon briefly admired the sight of him before he loosened his hand from one leg and brought it to his lips. He slathered his palm in spit, before bringing it to his cock and working it over his length to act as lubricant. The boy shifted, lifting his head and watching as the man's cock disappeared beneath his young dick and balls, wedging between those spread cheeks. He did what any cub would naturally do in that situation, and immediately clenched as that wedged tip met with his entrance, squeezing to instinctively force it out.

"Relax, Yuuma..." Twilus soothed, and the red panda gulped nervously before he nodded, rolling his head back and breathing a sigh. He slowly relaxed his muscles, and with one hand grasped to the base of his cock, Twilus guided his member forwards and pushed the tip firmly against that entrance, smearing and wriggling as he felt that ring clench, spasm and stretch from his intrusion. He gently teased the entrance with his cock for a little longer as he used one hand to keep one of the cub's legs fully stretched back, whilst the other by proxy hung at an awkward angle, not fully stretched out nor down against the table.

"Take a deep breath," Twilus warned. "I'm going to enter now..."

Yuuma sucked in a breath, bracing himself, and Twilus pushed-- it was now or never. Slowly he sank himself inside and the cub hissed through gritted teeth, arching his back and letting out a half-cry, half-gasp as the dragon's ribbed cock stuffed deeper and deeper. He managed only a couple of inches before he stopped, not wanting to overwhelm the boy; most of the dragon's cock was uniform in shape bar the ribbed sides, so he could manage to take this much, he could probably handle the rest. The boy huffed quietly under his breath, occasionally squeaking as he tried his best to adjust, and when Twilus was sure he was ready for more he pushed deeper, sliding in another inch before he stopped again. It was likely Yuuma's first time, so being delicate seemed like the way to go.

Once the bronze dragon had slid in about half of his almost 7-inch cock, he took a moment to stop and relished that delightfully warm feeling of those gripping, squeezing young walls. Yuuma was such a delight to fuck, not only because he was cute and receptive, but because he was natural at taking his member. However, now was not the time to take more; instead, he slowly slid his hips back, hesitating for barely a moment before he tugged. He tried to be as slow as methodical as he could and Yuuma groaned a little more than he did when it was first entering, but he seemed to understand quickly that clenching made it worse. He relaxed his body and Twilus felt it through his lax leg, and Twilus sighed with satisfaction as pulled back enough for the edges of his wedged tip to meet with the cub's inner sphincter. He moved his hand from his cock back to the red panda's other leg and lifted it up, making sure the boy was well spread on both sides.

"I'm going to start fucking you now, Yuuma," Twilus marred his otherwise calm tone with a vulgar word that had the red panda both suppressing a grin and blushing with the connotations of it. "Are you ready?"

The boy seemed to hesitate, before he slowly, then fervently nodded, reaching down to hold onto the table. With a sigh the bronze dragon stretched his wings out fully and enjoyed the feeling of it as he sunk his cock back in, plunging back to that halfway mark and then some, making Yuuma take a little more of it than before. The red panda audibly grunted amongst the lewd, wet squelching of the dragon's spit-coated cock entering his ass, and as Twilus pulled back that squelching strengthened and became louder. His second push was wetter than the last, and that was thanks to the dragon's ample pre-cum; Twilus was quite pent up, so it was no surprise to him that he was so lewdly potent, even at that moment. The pre-cum smeared around his cock as he re-entered and trailed along the boy's inner walls when he withdrew, making each thrust wetter and easier than the last.

"Good boy...you're taking it now," The dragon huffed, lidding his gaze and keeping those wings outstretched as he leant forwards slightly, his heart pounding in his chest. Yuuma's expression was intoxicating; he was flushed, half-grinning and half-grimacing, with the occasional wince here and there that was accentuated by an involuntary squeak that seemed to only make him more embarrassed. Occasionally, the 10-year-old's gaze flicked up to the dragon's face, and he'd get shy and look away, rolling his head to the side, before he'd go right back to look flustered again-- Twilus couldn't get enough of it. Eventually, Twilus pushed and he knew Yuuma could feel it: his bronze scales pushed and smeared against the red panda's ass, all but confirming that he was fully inside the boy. As if to affirm that point, Twilus's cock throbbed and slightly probed the boy's stomach, making it bulge ever so slightly-- Yuuma couldn't see it, but Twilus had a front-row seat to how deep he was inside the boy and that only turned him on even more.

Now that the boy was lubed up, and could take the entirety of him, the bronze dragon started in on a series of ample, steady thrusts that were slow and measured, but filled with fervent passion. He had no intention of jackhammering into the 10-year-old as he would with a man his age; he didn't need to, either, for his already pent-up nature meant that he couldn't last long even if he was going slow. Moreso, his slower movements seemed to please the cub more than him, for Yuuma began to huff and quietly moan as the man plunged his cock back and forth. Twilus had no doubt it was to do with his member pleasuring and pressing against the boy's prostate with each thrust and tug, and as he picked up just a little more speed he paid close attention to the cub's quiet, labouring moans-- that was the part that Twilus enjoyed the most.

The dragon's breathing grew heavier and heavier as time went on, and he knew he didn't have long left-- as it turned out, neither did the boy, who was starting to heave and gasp, his moans audible and laboured. He arched his back and clutched to the table, fingers curling against the wood, as his cock stood on end, lifted up from his stomach as his prostate was pleased and probed over and over. His moans intermingled with Twilus's own as the dragon moved faster and faster, his wings flexing at the boy's toes curled. Both of them were pretty close, but Twilus had a little longer to go, yet Yuuma could only withstand so much.

Beneath Twilus, the red panda abruptly relaxed and let out a long sigh, and he closed his eyes and angled his head up as his young, 10-year-old cock throbbed and twitched, little spurts of cum dribbling onto his stomach. At the same time, his innards clamped and squeezed like a vice, milking the dragon's slowly thrusting cock, and now even Twilus could hold on after that; with a shuddering groan, he climaxed shortly after the boy, shooting pump after pump of cum into the boy's ass. He emptied his internal balls into the cub and pressed firmly, sliding himself completely inside him as his member throbbed, before he pulled back after a moment and withdrew completely, not wanting to make the boy's ass sore in his post-orgasm relaxation. The remnants of his load shot and spurted between the cub's cheeks and onto the table, and the rest of it oozed down onto the floor shortly thereafter. The dragon loosened his hands around the boy's legs and leant forward, lowering his head and dragging his snout across Yuuma's cheek and down to his neck, nuzzling him.

"So...what do you think?" He asked with a quiet murmur as Yuuma rolled his head to the side, looking embarrassed but pleased. He squirmed in his seat and winced briefly, likely from his slightly sore behind, before he reached up and hooked an arm around the dragon's broad neck.

"Can, I, um..." He began sheepishly. "Can we try that again?"

"We can do more than that," Twilus hummed. "But don't tell your mother, alright? I don't think she'd appreciate my efforts to educate you."

The red panda eagerly nodded and with a smirk, the dragon began to kiss him on the neck, trailing up to his cheek as the red panda squirmed beneath him. The two have the entire day to themselves, and potentially more days to come, to teach everything Yuuma needs to know...