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Of the novel-sized tale in my head this is all that ever made it out. Hopefully one day I'll have the ambition & time to write more.", "description_bbcode_parsed": "The start of a story I wrote back in 2004 of two young male dragons that risk everything to find love that is purely forbidden. Of the novel-sized tale in my head this is all that ever made it out. Hopefully one day I'll have the ambition & time to write more.", "writing": "Furith held as perfectly still as he could, his normal scarlet coloration now a blend of greens and forest shadows thanks to his innate ability to alter his scale color. The young gold dragon he was watching was just now stepping out of the waterfall, his glistening scales reflecting the sunlight in a dazzling show. His genetic instinct was screaming at him to attack this lesser wyrm now while it was still unaware of his presence and his clan loyalty demanded the gold’s death. His unnatural curiosity spoke louder than both, holding his claws and teeth at bay while he watched the beautiful dragon across the clearing slowly climb onto a rock outcropping and stretch out to dry.\n\nHe couldn’t help but admire the gold dragon’s incredible body as he lay there dripping on the warm rocks. His rippled torso showed no hint of fat or unused mass, every inch a smooth muscle with the bulge of frequent exercise. His underbelly displayed the slight hint of a few small scars, nothing close to the deep furrows Furith had in two places on his body. Even though the gold was in excellent form, it wasn’t earned in battle as the young red’s was.\n\nFurith’s musings were drifting into his own harsh past when he noticed the gold was starting to think of something quite stimulating – his lower belly was starting to show the rise of an erection. The red watched in fascination as the slick pink member slowly slid out of the gold dragon’s slit and lay against his belly. Furith was surprised to see that the other’s scales were not the only part of him to sport gold, there was a metallic sheen to the slowly rising dragonhood across from him that glittered like golden dust upon it’s wet surface.\n\nThe gold dragon sighed and shifted on his back to get a bit more comfortable, turning his back more towards Furith. “Damn,” he thought. This new position was blocking his view of the gold dragon’s impressive cock. All he could see now was the tip as it pulsed in the summer air. His thoughts turned to fantasy as he wondered what it would taste like. What it would be like to have the golden metallic shaft buried deep within him. His fantasy was only intensified as he saw a shining drop of pre-cum slowly form on the gold’s tip and drip down out of his sight.\n\nHis own black member was now so hard and long that it was pressing uncomfortably into the pine needles he had crouched in when he spied the gold beauty in the waterfall. Needing to get a slightly better position so he could reach his engorged member and bring himself quietly to cum, he shifted very slowly and raised his haunches a bit to lift his cock off the ground. Just as he was nearly settled into a comfortable position and once again watching the gold’s throbbing member, his tail relaxed onto a small twig and broke it with a soft crack. He snapped his head silently around to see what was there and was relieved to see it was only a stick. His relief was destroyed when he turned back to the rocks and saw them empty except for a wet imprint of the recent occupant.\n\nFurith’s mind instantly shifted into defense – he could not let the gold know he was here. He was out of his clan’s territory. He was sporting an erection that refused to abate despite the sudden unknown threat. He was completely unaware of the gold’s location. If he was captured, he knew the penalty would likely be death. His kind was feared and simply not tolerated to live. That’s what he’d been taught his entire life.\n\nHe was just building the nerve to move backwards when a crash from above caused him to jerk around so quickly he completely flipped onto his back and was instantly crushed to the ground by an unseen force. With waves of light washing over him, the gold dragon materialized on top of him, pinning his claws and baring his teeth just above Furith’s exposed neck. Losing his concentration, Furith’s scales rapidly shifted back to their scarlet red coloration.\n\nThe gold hissed through clenched teeth, “What are you doing here, demon wyrm? Answer slowly and don’t even attempt to move or I’ll rip your neck open like a deer.”\n\nFurith’s mind was racing now to ascertain the gravity of the situation. He was going to die. Slightly trebling, he replied, “Just … watching you, g-gold. N-nothing more.”\n\n“Liar! Your kind never just watches! You kill the innocent like rabid wolves! You devour the defenseless and leave a trail of terror and devastation in your wake! You … !”\n\nThe gold’s words were cut short as he became aware of something wet pressed against him between his rear legs. Cautiously looking down, he was amazed to see the red’s massive cock, still wet from dripping pre-cum, pressed against him and nearly entering his own genital slit. Taken completely off guard, he looked back to the red’s terror-stricken face. “Um, if all you were doing was watching me, can you explain that?”\n\nKnowing he had no reason to lie – knowing he was going to have his throat ripped open in a brief moment, Furith clenched his eyes shut and answered the truth. “I was fantasizing of you. I saw you … hard. It was beautiful.”\n\nSlowly he felt the pressure lift from his limbs. When he felt the gold lift completely off of him, he dared to open his eyes slowly. The gold stood a few feet away, staring at him. “I was told your kind knows nothing of beauty. That you can’t even comprehend the word.” Confusion washed over him as all he had been taught about the reds was being challenged. He would allow this young red wyrm a chance to gain his footing. Then he would surely attack, proving his teachers and mentors right.\n\nThe red dragon slowly rolled onto his feet and began to stand. “Don’t toy with me, gold. I know death when I feel it. Do it quickly and don’t torture me with games.”\n\nThis couldn’t be! Not only did he sense fear in this young demon dragon, but remorse and sorrow! Could it be that there was an exception to the rule? Could a red dragon have a soul? “Rend. My clan name is Rend. And I don’t intend to toy with you.”\n\nFurith began to see a small glint of hope. “I am called Furith. Please forgive me for intruding on your clan’s territory. I honestly didn’t know they reached as far. I promise on my sire’s scales that I’ll never return if you allow me to live.”\n\nRend studied the calming dragon carefully for a moment. His scarlet body was indeed quite handsome. He bore a visible scar across his right shoulder that spoke of a painful injury. More than that, however, was his eyes. The shimmer in his eyes told that this was a red dragon far removed from what Rend had been told of them. He could see honesty.\n\n“Go, Furith the red. But know that this is not my clan’s territory, nor anyone’s. I alone come here to bathe and … meditate.” He finished with a small grin recalling the pleasurable daydream he had been having prior to hearing the twig snap. “I cannot banish you from this place, nor would I do so if I could. Did … you … really find me that attractive?” Rend pointed towards Furith’s crotch. Even though his erection was now completely gone, the red still had a slick of pre-cum dripping from his slit.\n\n“Yes, I did.” Furith slowly answered. “I know it’s wrong, but it just happened.”\n\n“Wrong by some standards,” Rend replied. I’ve thought now and then of mounting with a male. But to do so is frowned upon by my clan.\n\n“To do so is death by my clan,” Furith said. “Even speaking with you will get me sentenced to death if Grand Wyrm Rhomarr so much as hears rumor of it. Please tell no one.”\n\nRend turned to go back to the waterfall, then looked back at Furith. “I promise, this chance meeting will be only between us and the animals of the wood. I don’t wish to cause you harm. I welcome you here whenever you wish. I come to bathe and soak up the sun every third noon. Perhaps you could come back one time and … talk … with me. I’d like to see more of you.” Rend finished this by glancing deliberately down between Furith’s legs and letting the tip of his long tail brush lightly under the red’s tail base.\n\nFurith was stricken absolutely speechless by the invitation and stunned by the glance and gentle caress in his most sensitive regions. He watched in silence as the beautiful gold strode into the clearing again, swaying his haunches a bit more than needed in an incredibly alluring manner. He could feel his member starting to slide back out as his mind drifted once more to thoughts of mating with Rend.\n\nRend looked back over his shoulder and was extremely pleased to see a slick black shaft emerging from Furith’s crotch, even at this distance and hidden by the forest shadows. “Three days.” Concentrating on his innate ability to bend light around him, he vanished from sight and silently mounted to the sky.\n\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "Furith held as perfectly still as he could, his normal scarlet coloration now a blend of greens and forest shadows thanks to his innate ability to alter his scale color. The young gold dragon he was watching was just now stepping out of the waterfall, his glistening scales reflecting the sunlight in a dazzling show. His genetic instinct was screaming at him to attack this lesser wyrm now while it was still unaware of his presence and his clan loyalty demanded the gold’s death. His unnatural curiosity spoke louder than both, holding his claws and teeth at bay while he watched the beautiful dragon across the clearing slowly climb onto a rock outcropping and stretch out to dry.

He couldn’t help but admire the gold dragon’s incredible body as he lay there dripping on the warm rocks. His rippled torso showed no hint of fat or unused mass, every inch a smooth muscle with the bulge of frequent exercise. His underbelly displayed the slight hint of a few small scars, nothing close to the deep furrows Furith had in two places on his body. Even though the gold was in excellent form, it wasn’t earned in battle as the young red’s was.

Furith’s musings were drifting into his own harsh past when he noticed the gold was starting to think of something quite stimulating – his lower belly was starting to show the rise of an erection. The red watched in fascination as the slick pink member slowly slid out of the gold dragon’s slit and lay against his belly. Furith was surprised to see that the other’s scales were not the only part of him to sport gold, there was a metallic sheen to the slowly rising dragonhood across from him that glittered like golden dust upon it’s wet surface.

The gold dragon sighed and shifted on his back to get a bit more comfortable, turning his back more towards Furith. “Damn,” he thought. This new position was blocking his view of the gold dragon’s impressive cock. All he could see now was the tip as it pulsed in the summer air. His thoughts turned to fantasy as he wondered what it would taste like. What it would be like to have the golden metallic shaft buried deep within him. His fantasy was only intensified as he saw a shining drop of pre-cum slowly form on the gold’s tip and drip down out of his sight.

His own black member was now so hard and long that it was pressing uncomfortably into the pine needles he had crouched in when he spied the gold beauty in the waterfall. Needing to get a slightly better position so he could reach his engorged member and bring himself quietly to cum, he shifted very slowly and raised his haunches a bit to lift his cock off the ground. Just as he was nearly settled into a comfortable position and once again watching the gold’s throbbing member, his tail relaxed onto a small twig and broke it with a soft crack. He snapped his head silently around to see what was there and was relieved to see it was only a stick. His relief was destroyed when he turned back to the rocks and saw them empty except for a wet imprint of the recent occupant.

Furith’s mind instantly shifted into defense – he could not let the gold know he was here. He was out of his clan’s territory. He was sporting an erection that refused to abate despite the sudden unknown threat. He was completely unaware of the gold’s location. If he was captured, he knew the penalty would likely be death. His kind was feared and simply not tolerated to live. That’s what he’d been taught his entire life.

He was just building the nerve to move backwards when a crash from above caused him to jerk around so quickly he completely flipped onto his back and was instantly crushed to the ground by an unseen force. With waves of light washing over him, the gold dragon materialized on top of him, pinning his claws and baring his teeth just above Furith’s exposed neck. Losing his concentration, Furith’s scales rapidly shifted back to their scarlet red coloration.

The gold hissed through clenched teeth, “What are you doing here, demon wyrm? Answer slowly and don’t even attempt to move or I’ll rip your neck open like a deer.”

Furith’s mind was racing now to ascertain the gravity of the situation. He was going to die. Slightly trebling, he replied, “Just … watching you, g-gold. N-nothing more.”

“Liar! Your kind never just watches! You kill the innocent like rabid wolves! You devour the defenseless and leave a trail of terror and devastation in your wake! You … !”

The gold’s words were cut short as he became aware of something wet pressed against him between his rear legs. Cautiously looking down, he was amazed to see the red’s massive cock, still wet from dripping pre-cum, pressed against him and nearly entering his own genital slit. Taken completely off guard, he looked back to the red’s terror-stricken face. “Um, if all you were doing was watching me, can you explain that?”

Knowing he had no reason to lie – knowing he was going to have his throat ripped open in a brief moment, Furith clenched his eyes shut and answered the truth. “I was fantasizing of you. I saw you … hard. It was beautiful.”

Slowly he felt the pressure lift from his limbs. When he felt the gold lift completely off of him, he dared to open his eyes slowly. The gold stood a few feet away, staring at him. “I was told your kind knows nothing of beauty. That you can’t even comprehend the word.” Confusion washed over him as all he had been taught about the reds was being challenged. He would allow this young red wyrm a chance to gain his footing. Then he would surely attack, proving his teachers and mentors right.

The red dragon slowly rolled onto his feet and began to stand. “Don’t toy with me, gold. I know death when I feel it. Do it quickly and don’t torture me with games.”

This couldn’t be! Not only did he sense fear in this young demon dragon, but remorse and sorrow! Could it be that there was an exception to the rule? Could a red dragon have a soul? “Rend. My clan name is Rend. And I don’t intend to toy with you.”

Furith began to see a small glint of hope. “I am called Furith. Please forgive me for intruding on your clan’s territory. I honestly didn’t know they reached as far. I promise on my sire’s scales that I’ll never return if you allow me to live.”

Rend studied the calming dragon carefully for a moment. His scarlet body was indeed quite handsome. He bore a visible scar across his right shoulder that spoke of a painful injury. More than that, however, was his eyes. The shimmer in his eyes told that this was a red dragon far removed from what Rend had been told of them. He could see honesty.

“Go, Furith the red. But know that this is not my clan’s territory, nor anyone’s. I alone come here to bathe and … meditate.” He finished with a small grin recalling the pleasurable daydream he had been having prior to hearing the twig snap. “I cannot banish you from this place, nor would I do so if I could. Did … you … really find me that attractive?” Rend pointed towards Furith’s crotch. Even though his erection was now completely gone, the red still had a slick of pre-cum dripping from his slit.

“Yes, I did.” Furith slowly answered. “I know it’s wrong, but it just happened.”

“Wrong by some standards,” Rend replied. I’ve thought now and then of mounting with a male. But to do so is frowned upon by my clan.

“To do so is death by my clan,” Furith said. “Even speaking with you will get me sentenced to death if Grand Wyrm Rhomarr so much as hears rumor of it. Please tell no one.”

Rend turned to go back to the waterfall, then looked back at Furith. “I promise, this chance meeting will be only between us and the animals of the wood. I don’t wish to cause you harm. I welcome you here whenever you wish. I come to bathe and soak up the sun every third noon. Perhaps you could come back one time and … talk … with me. I’d like to see more of you.” Rend finished this by glancing deliberately down between Furith’s legs and letting the tip of his long tail brush lightly under the red’s tail base.

Furith was stricken absolutely speechless by the invitation and stunned by the glance and gentle caress in his most sensitive regions. He watched in silence as the beautiful gold strode into the clearing again, swaying his haunches a bit more than needed in an incredibly alluring manner. He could feel his member starting to slide back out as his mind drifted once more to thoughts of mating with Rend.

Rend looked back over his shoulder and was extremely pleased to see a slick black shaft emerging from Furith’s crotch, even at this distance and hidden by the forest shadows. “Three days.” Concentrating on his innate ability to bend light around him, he vanished from sight and silently mounted to the sky.

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