It had been a long month for John since he had been trapped in “the hole” in Chuck’s parent’s basement. He rarely got to play these days with the tiger since work began to pick up as autumn approached. They had a strict deadline to meet and they were very behind, this meant lots of overtime and while he couldn’t necessarily complain because of the nice paychecks he was receiving, he still missed his free time. Especially now when what little he had was freely given up to the teenaged tiger living across the street, even though almost every day they couldn’t play, he was –commanded- to show up on Thursday nights no matter what. So ever since that night in the hole John was guided down to the basements every Thursday night to the hole where he would be woken up in the middle of the night and used. John always complied with the tiger’s demands, no matter how sick or perverted he thought they were at first because he knew deep down he’d end up begging for more by the end of it.

John was a very fit dragon, father of two children and married to a beautiful mare of a wife. He was strong and a hard worker with an honest and friendly personality as far as anyone knew, except for Chuck of course. He shares an open relationship with his wife and they’re completely honest about who they are sleeping with, no shame between them. Yet John has only recently begun to explore it himself, even if it is with a minor who dominates him. Natalie, his wife, knows he is sleeping around, just not with who, knowing her husband is uncomfortable or at least shy in terms of sexuality she shows patience and trust like no other in letting her husband ignore their rules for just a little while, she knows he’ll come out with it sooner or later. John for the most part was trying to come to terms with his strange new desires, he –wanted- to be humiliated, used, beaten. John couldn’t understand why it felt so good and he began to wonder if he ever would.

And now, Josh’s birthday comes rolling around and he wants a movie and a small party to celebrate his shift from middle school to high school which started that year. Natalie and John agreed and John even managed to schedule some time off to be there without too much of a hassle, it was scheduled for Friday night and they would go with two of Josh’s friends, no more. Josh ended up inviting Jerry and Chuck over for the movie and then Tom would come over for the night, having wrestling club after school the doberman couldn’t go to the movies even if he was invited and Josh knew this so no feelings were hurt when he invited Chuck and Jerry.

John arrived home last, tired from a long, hectic day at work, every muscle including his brain fought against him as he moved passed the teenagers talking about a new video game or fighting move they learned in the kitchen to the bedroom to get changed. Changing from his far-too-tight slacks and button up shirt and tie to something far more comfortable and casual. He was just going to the movies with his family and his son’s friends, so he slipped on some loose-fitting nylon shorts he liked to wear, especially now that the weather was getting colder and he wanted to enjoy’em before he couldn’t wear them anymore. Having no clean underwear at the time he decided to free-ball it, it was very common for reptilian males with genital slits to forego underwear anyway since nothing was shown it was mostly traditional. He turned and admired his bulging muscled physique in the mirror, his arms and legs covered with a tough darker green scales and his belly and inner thighs covered in much smoother scales, a lighter shade of green. Finally slipping on a white and black t-shirt he headed out of the room and they all went to the van.

He drove them all to the theatres, threatening to turn around a couple times at the teenagers’ childish antics and eventually they made it to the movie and on time too. They bought the whole nine-yards, tickets, overpriced popcorn and drinks and even some candy for Natasha, his daughter and Natalie who simply had to have some. Sadly by the time all of them were ready to go find seats all of the good center ones were taken, they were forced to sit along one of the side rows that only had 3 seats to a row. Natalie in all her wisdom decided that it would be best if they had Josh sit up with her and Natasha while John sat in between Jerry and Chuck in an attempt to prevent them from causing a commotion and getting them kicked out of the movie. John was far too frazzled from a long day to think into it as much as he should have, looking back, and agreed, much to the “Boo”s and “Aww”s of the teenagers.

So there John sat a large, hulking, and brute of a male dragon between these two teenaged youngsters, Jerry sitting next to the wall and Chuck sitting next to the aisle. The movie eventually started playing after many movie ads and for some reason, car ads, John wasn’t quite sure why car ads were being played but it’s not like he could discuss it, the theatre lights dimmed and the audio boomed in, their seats weren’t all that terrible the way the screen was shaped. They eventually settled and Natalie’s plan seemed flawless by design and in actuality it was actually working out fairly well; none of the boys were talking to each other or causing a commotion. However, John began to feel something poking his right leg and figured that the weasel must simply be brushing his leg while reaching for a drink; he was practically squashed up against the wall after all with how much space John’s frame left him.

Then just as the movie was getting good he gasped loudly as something warm, rough and small brushed against his genital slit. Thankfully it was a suspenseful moment in the movie and almost everyone gasped so it went unnoticed. John looked down and noticed something odd about his shorts through the dark, the right side had shifted up and he looked closer and noticed that it had actually been rolled up and there was a small brown paw pushed passed it to his groin. His eyes widened and he followed the paw to Jerry, having to see it to believe it. John’s gaze travelled from the weasel’s arm to his face, the weasel staring fixatedly on his crotch with a leering grin as he felt those pads rubbing and pulling against the edges of his slit.

John knew instantly that the only way Jerry could even know about his “situation” would be if Chuck told him, and he glanced over at the tiger in time to see the young male making dexterous attempts at rolling up the other side of his shorts without being noticed by the people in the next row while grinning up at him with that toothy, arrogant grin of his. John sat there, with his scaled legs spread, originally for comfort, now for their pleasure and his humiliation, staring straight ahead to his wife and daughter and son as he was molested, hoping beyond hope they would just sit there and not look back. He did his best to stay silent even as the weasel forced not just one finger passed his slit, but all of them, one at a time until he could feel all four little fingers with their claw tips wriggling inside him. 

John was actually doing a very good job of not making a scene despite his circumstances, thankfully the movie was loud enough to block out at any slurping or squelching noises that came from being finger fucked by two young, eager teenage boys. Especially where Jerry has small paws that could reach in deep places, his slit was dripping with his pre by the time the movie hit the half way mark and he was panting as if he was warm-blooded and it was 20 degrees hotter in there. John then felt his shorts being tugged down to expose his scaled bubble butt and felt two larger paws slide down the back to grip the large globes of his butt firmly. John being too wrapped up in the pleasure Jerry’s paws brought him didn’t even consider it could be anyone but Chuck until he felt the familiar feeling of Chuck’s paws rubbing around his clit, spreading his pre around his smooth scales. His eyes opened wide and he realized that not only had they been caught but someone decided to join in on the fun and he struggled to casually look back without directing anyone’s attention. 

There, kneeling on the floor in what was probably his seat was Terrance, one of the people that worked directly with him as one of his assistants. Terrance was a loyal employee throughout the years, earning the respect of his co-workers and his boss, John by showing up on time, dressed well and taking his work seriously. Terrance was a red-scaled reptile, a mixture of several species which left him as a bipedal male with an abnormally long tongue and golden, snake eyes. Terrance didn’t work out as much as John did but that’s simply because he didn’t have as much free time as the slightly older dragon. Having grown up poor, Terrance had to earn everything the hard way and is probably the only reason Terrance wasn’t his own boss.

John’s eyes met Terrance’s through the darkness of the theatre as he felt those warm, scaled hands kneading his exposed buttocks and he blushed as the male grinned up at him. John knew Terrance was bisexual and even considered proposing to engage in something with him during the initial stages of his open relationship, but was too afraid of the possible consequences of having sex with a co-worker. Terrance obviously was not worried at all when offered with the same choice. Eventually the paws left his shorts and his rump after thoroughly exploring his tail hole region and thankfully pulled up his shorts for him. Then the bald, red-scaled lizard leant forward over his shoulder and whispered just loud enough for the two boys and John to hear, “Me and the big man need to go talk business… in private…” before disappearing and getting up. 

John looked down at Jerry and Chuck and they chuckled and withdrew their paws from the older male’s genital slit. Jerry’s paw was dripping with John’s pre and the older dragon blushed at how much there was, Jerry meanwhile was thankful he brought napkins as he dragon sat up and he began to clean his paw. John looked back just in time to catch Terrance leaving the theatre room, and going into the hallway, following after him he noticed the reptile heading toward a closet at the end of the hall and stepping inside. The large dragon took one last check of the area before following him inside and locking the door behind him and flicking on the light. He noticed Terrance’s gaze was at his crotch and looked down to see that his shorts were still rolled up and his pre was running down his inner thighs, making him blush deeply and fix his shorts, managing to cover up most of the mess but he could feel the pre rolling down his scales passed his shorts and into plain view.

Before John could start a train of thought to explain his situation and not go to jail for engaging in sexual activities with minors, Terrance beamed in first, probably a little too loudly, “Look, I don’t even want to know what kind of sick game you were playing with those under aged kids in there, John. All I want is for you to understand that I saw it and if you don’t do what I say from now on; other people are going to end up seeing it. Your co-workers are going to see it, your bosses, your wife and kids-“John cut him off there, closing his eyes and blushing as even though he was humiliated and being extorted he could still feel more pre running down his legs thanks to how worked up he got from the boys excellent finger fucking they gave him and this situation seemed to do little to stop his flow of pre if not help it.

John spoke confidently despite his situation, possibly from experience in it, “Okay! Okay, Terrance, I’ll do whatever you want, just keep it down, alright? Just promise me this won’t affect our work environment?” he asked, almost pleadingly. Terrance chuckled and reached for the waistline of his sweat pants, tugging them open his massive, slick, pointed, reptilian cock bobbed obscenely in front of John as the sweats pooled around the other cold-blooded male’s ankles. John’s mouth hung open at the sheer size of it, erect and quite slick it stood at what must have been at least 12 inches of thick reptilian meat. John couldn’t take his eyes off it, there was no definitive head, just a long shaft tapering off to a point, thick beads of pre running along the underside, John absentmindedly licked his lips.

Terrance held the base of his impressive cock with a shit-eating grin on his scaled beak (if that’s even possible) and John blushed when he finally ripped his gaze from his co-workers meat to notice he was staring the entire time. Terrance chimed in again before John could make excuses; John always admired how direct Terrance could be when it mattered, “I think I’m going to greatly enjoy bending you over your desk, actually, John. Going to enjoy it in your private bathroom too, and maybe even the lunch room if no one’s around. Judging by your staring and the juices dripping between your legs, you won’t exactly mind it either. What’s the matter with you anyway? So small you can’t pitch a tent?” he chuckled, closing the distance between them and without warning pulling on the dragon’s shorts, exposing his crotch and pre covered slit.

This time it was Terrance’s time to be surprised but instead of blushing he just choked out a surprised laugh before covering his beak before he made too much noise, “Holy shit! You can’t get it up can you!?” he said, forcing himself to whisper but still whispering fairly loudly. John’s face was burning from how hard he was blushing even as the other male tugged hard enough for his shorts to pool down around his ankles as well exposing the mess of semi dried and still wet pre in his crotch area from Jerry rubbing it all around all down his inner thigh and leg right to his feet.

Here John stood, in a cramped, musty janitor’s closet with his shorts around his ankles, dripping pre all over himself like some bitch in heat with one of his co-workers/employees getting ready to do whatever he wanted with him. The worst part was is that John found himself looking forward to it, even though he was forced in this situation and it didn’t seem like it would end here, he was wondering to himself just how he could possibly withstand a fucking from such a large “instrument.”

John’s world spun as he was pulled down by one of his horns suddenly, slamming down onto his knees and barely able to open his mouth in time to utter a grunt before Terrance pushed his slick meat passed the beaked lips of the dragon. John was completely unprepared for it and nearly bit down on the lizard but managed to stop himself just in time and instead sealed his lips around it like he’d seen the women do in adult movies. Truth be told he never sucked anyone off before, Chuck was never willing to risk letting a dragon with their sharp teeth and tough scaled lips anywhere near his sensitive mammal-hood. So John did only what he thought he might like and worked his tongue like the porn stars did in the movies, which he found was a hit or miss situation with Terrance.

John rested his claws on Terrance’s sturdy, muscular hips and began to bob his head as he felt Terrance’s hands settle for loosely holding onto his horns. Then the dragon lowered his bottom jaw and began to lewdly and loudly slurp along the other male’s length, he always used to love the sounds just as much as the actual feelings when Nat would go down on him on the odd occasion before he became impotent. Eventually though, whether John was doing a good job or not Terrance tightened his grip and thrust his cock deep into the dragon’s throat, making him gag around the lizards meat. Terrance hissed pleasantly and closed his eyes for a moment as he felt those powerfully tight throat muscles closing around his shaft, trying to force it out as he lewdly grinded his bare, sweaty hips into his boss’s face, a stupid grin plastered on his face at the bliss coming from his boss’s maw.

John’s lungs were starting to burn for air and his throat felt like it was scratch with sand paper when he was pulled off of the meat with a sickening slurp, the dragon sputtering saliva and the other male’s pre onto the floor. He looked up at Terrance, wondering if he was finished only to hear amidst their rampant panting, “Stand up, put your hands on the wall and show me that bubble butt, bitch, don’t want to paint that maw white and then have you getting caught and lose my leverage now do I?” he says, chuckling. John stared at the male’s meat, it was massive, if he took that under his tail he would be limping for days and have to explain everything to his wife and possibly others at the rate it was going. 

John stood up but didn’t face the wall, panting heavily himself he spread his legs and slowly slid a hand down his front side before resting his fingers along his slit, spreading it a little with his fingers, revealing how tender it had gotten from Jerry and Chuck’s finger assault minutes ago, “Wait-“ he stopped himself, getting a glare from Terrance, “J-just, I mean… fuck my slit, please…” he begged, still unable to believe he was begging this asshole from work to fuck his slit. John was the boss, he commanded respect at his work, he liked it that way, of being in control and now he was completely out of control. The dragon stood before his employee with his genital slit presented like it were a pussy, dripping wet and all. The best part was that unlike work he wasn’t doing this just because he had to, but because he wanted to.

John stands in that janitor closet in some theatre on his son’s birthday, presenting his slit to a co-worker blackmailing him, because he wants to, he realizes that now. That realization made it a lot easier to accept it when Terrance stared at his boss for a moment before spitting right in his eye. John winced and it stung, but he didn’t wipe it off as it rolled down his cheek, his face burning red in shame and his slit burning with lust. Terrance let out a growl-like hiss and reached down, grabbing one of the dragon’s ankles and hoisting it up, thankfully John was very flexible as the other male held the dragon’s left leg over his shoulder, using his other hand to aim his cock for the presented slit.

Their eyes met and Terrance held an intense gaze that John struggled to meet, it didn’t speak of anger or resentment, just a powerful male, in control of the situation, in control of him. John saw this and looked down as he was mounted, he did not resist when Terrance’s jaws struck, closing down around his neck in some mock attempt at a mating bite, just tight enough to barely puncture the other male’s scales and let him know who was in charge. John’s toes did however curl and his claws formed into tightly bawled fists as he felt the pointed tip spear into his slit, spreading him open nice and wide as the male sank more and more of his shaft between the dragon’s legs.

Thankfully, Terrance’s mouth was full so his moans got muffled and John’s restricted air ways prevented him from being too loud either. Even as he could feel his slit reaching its limit and knowing there was still more cock being forced in. Terrance grunted as he felt more and more resistance as he came close to hilting within his boss’s genital slit until finally he simply couldn’t fit anymore of his length into the dragon, still sheathing a good 10 and a half inches into the dragon was enough for the lizard and he pulled out quickly before slamming back in. He could feel the other male’s impotent, soft cock rubbing against his hard, virile one and it only fueled his desire to cum into the dragon more and more.

John was in heaven, he never felt so full in his life and he looked down to see his belly distending lewdly from the large girth forced up inside of his slit, he could feel his slit –stretching- around another male’s cock like it never should and it felt amazing. There wasn’t the same kind of shame and humiliation he felt like with Chuck or his friends, this was different, this seemed more… primal and he could feel the surge of power in the male dominating him with Terrance. Their muscular bodies grinded into each other and John could feel the heat the friction of their scales made together, his smooth, sweaty scales rubbing up against smooth sweaty scales. It was a very intense experience and John knew right then and there that he was going to do anything Terrance said as well. He would no longer be able to go to work and look at his employees the same again so long as Terrance was there. John also knew he wouldn’t mind, he was really starting to enjoy this new life style of his and as long as Terrance didn’t go crazy and tell everyone he would be fine. 

However, John couldn’t think too in depth about the future right now, he was far too focused on the powerful male slamming their hips together and worrying about the pain coming from his stretching slit on each thrust. John could feel the power in the other male’s bulging and flexing muscles as he slammed his hard cock up against the dragon’s impotent one. He could feel that power slamming deep between his legs –inside- him, leaking his virile pre all over his insides and down between his legs.

Terrance was just glad no one had walked in on them yet or even walked by and heard the grunting or the shuffling going on inside, or if they did they just ignored it. He could feel his climax building though and knew it wouldn’t be long; his cock was pulsing with each pump of his heart which was beating rapidly by now. Their sweaty bodies were pressed so tightly together their shirts clung to them like a second skin. Terrance gripped onto John’s leg tightly and began to really pump his hips hard; forcing the other male’s slit to stretch around his girth brutishly. In this moment as John’s body rocked with his movements he felt like he owned this dragon, body and soul and it didn’t matter if the dragon had to endure a little pain if it meant he could fit his entire cock between the dragon’s legs. The feeling was blissful, to have that much power over someone who just hours ago dumped their work load for the day to have the day off, just to stick it back to them in a very personal way.

John was also close to an orgasm, it had been awhile since he had been allowed to orgasm, since that night in Chuck’s basement actually, Chuck found that the more pent up John got the easier it was to get the dragon where he wanted. Terrance couldn’t have known about Chuck though and was only pleased even more when the dragon’s hips would come to meet his own despite the pain of being stretched; he could look down and see his cock stretching the other male’s belly. Terrance rested a claw on the dragon’s muscled abs and felt his cock throb through the dragon’s soft scales on every thrust, his powerful, virile male hood driving deep into his bitch.

Suddenly Terrance’s bite tightened a little, making John gasp and a little afraid Terrance might tear his throat out, seemingly in a feral state as the closet filled with lewd, wet slapping noises as his cock pumped into his slit, he could hear the soft wet dripping noise of his and Terrance’s pre dripping onto the floor from his now stretched slit. John could feel Terrance’s claws grip onto his hips tightly while he wrapped his arms around the reptile’s broad shoulders for support, groaning weakly.

Terrance’s thrusts suddenly became erratic as he slammed as hard as he could forward, knocking John into the wall and tearing his genital slit open a little, forcing it to except his cock right to the base and then John felt it just as the pain of being torn open came to his brain, the man’s boiling hot seed began bursting into his slit. However, there was simply no room for it to go and it was forced out around the reptile’s cock. An obscene squirting noise could be heard as Terrance’s cum flowed out from between their hips and landed onto the rough carpet of the floor below them. Their bodies quivered against each other as John was pressed into the wall behind him to support both of them, his own orgasm peaking and his own seed flowing out around the other male’s cock.

The two massive, muscled reptiles stood there, sweaty and exhausted, Terrance let John’s throat go and gave it a gentle lick before pulling himself out of the other dragon. Their shirts peeling off of each other’s and John blushed deeply as a trail of seed began to dribble from his stretched slit, feeling the cooler air of the closet reaching to his exposed cock, a foreign feeling which made him feel even more exposed than he was. John only snapped back to reality when Terrance had finished wiping himself off with a nearby clean rag and had pulled up his sweats. John knelt down and blushed as he began to wipe at his slit gingerly, it stung and even bled a little from where it tore open a bit. He didn’t look back at Terrance as he heard the reptile comment, “Now that your slit is properly fitted for my needs I expect it on my desk an hour before the crew comes in the morning presented like a proper slut’s pussy would be, got it boss?” he said, adding a hint of amusement to ‘boss’, John didn’t respond at first but then he heard the door knob opening and quickly spoke, “Yes, sir!” Terrance didn’t need to look to know the dragon was blushing this time.

Then he left, making sure to check if the coast was clear before stepping out in to the much less muskier hallway. Taking a deep breath and enjoying the fresh air he left John on his knees in the closet, desperately trying to clean himself up before the movie ended in 10 minutes.

Luckily for John he did in fact make it, nobody even seemed to notice he was gone. Jerry, Natasha and Josh had gotten really into the movie he guessed and Natalie and Chuck just came back from the bathroom as the credits began rolling so he figured that no one besides Chuck and Jerry would even know about what happened between him and Terrance. A pang of guilt hit him when he lied about drinking too much soda to his wife when she asked where he was though. Then they were on their way back home to drop off the girls and boys before he went to pick up Tom for the sleep over. When they got there the kids immediately piled out and ran to fight over the bathroom but Natalie stopped John when he began to climb out, she had a worried expression on her face and John began to think the jig was up.

However she began to tear up and quickly spat out when there was no one within ear shot of them, “I had sex with Chuck!” They sat for a moment in silence and John was actually more surprised that she had the courage to tell him about it than how she slept with him. She went on, “I dunno what happened! I was really into the movie I guess because I barely felt his paws creepin’ on me from behind. Then before I know it I was laying back and enjoying it! You were in the bathroom at the time and then he offered to go somewhere private and I said ‘Okay’ like some fool! Now he’s blackmailing me, can you believe it!? How could I be so stu-“ John cut her off by resting his paw on her shoulder and hugging her tightly. Natalie calmed down and he pulled back, looking her in the eyes, smiling, she asked, “How can you be so calm? This is against our rules! No minors, remember? Am I horrible person?” she asked as if it was a real and valid question, he shook his head no and said, “Honey, it’s alright… but I have something to tell you…” and so John told Natalie about everything. Every last little detail no matter how shameful or arousing or stupid and when he finished they sat back in their respective seats and began to laugh. They didn’t know what the future had in store for them, but they knew it was going to be a lot more interesting than whatever they had originally planned for.