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Little kobolds hurried about and lit the torches ahead of the dragon. He smiled and fondly wrapped his tail around a kobold. The small creature squeaked in surprise as it was plucked from the crowd and brought snout to snout with a big dragon. “Is Father still in his chamber?” Allot asked the kobold as he nuzzled the small servant. The kobold nodded and breathed a sigh of relief as it was lowered back to the ground. ĄlĶọř unwrapped his tail from the kobold’s waist and followed the torches down the hallway till it narrowed. The walls pressed in against his flank as he took the much faster kobold passage to his father’s private chamber. A resbright glow from the stone and gradual widening of the passage heralded the end of his important journey as ĄlĶọř stepped out into a wide cavern.\n\n\nThe spectacle of Rƴ§tïx’s domain had always left ĄlĶọř breathless. It had always seemed to be endless with great piles of gold and treasures, tithes from the dwarves and lesser creatures, piled so high. A heavy pressure had always filled the free space but today it was different. It seemed to press down on him twice as hard and a strange scent wafted from the far end. Normally the piles of gold would be swarming with kobolds bringing in food and treasure for the master of Dækŏsēïl, but the piles seemed untouched, messy even. That’s not like father, ĄlĶọř thought as he remembered the urgent matter he had to discuss with the dragon monarch. “Could of they already?” he dared whispered as he wormed his way past toppled towers of coins, jewels, and gleaming weapons. The sight that greeted him was far from what he had prepared his mind for. \n\n\nLooming before him was the monumental red scaled body of his father lounging in a pool of steaming water fed from several hot springs. Rƴ§tïx was over twice the length of his serpentine son and outweighed him by magnitudes. ĄlĶọř could still hide beneath one of his father’s imposing wings like a newborn hatchling if he so chose; just like his mother, he thought. With a gulp he approached and readied himself for the worst case scenario. But, that would not come to pass, the gargantuan body of Rƴ§tïx rolled over and average of water washed over the piles of gold. Through the steam, Rƴ§tïx’s slitted eye gleamed like a humongous emerald as it regarded his son. \n\n\n“Father I ...” ĄlĶọř paused the steam parted just enough to get a clear view of his father. “What is it?” Rƴ§tïx demanded as one of his forepaws rested over a half chub. ĄlĶọř finally realized the strange scent in the air, it was his father's potent musk. “Umm, the gnolls,” he stammered as his eyes couldn't help but lock onto sight of Rƴ§tïx’s member. “What about those mangy mutts?” The huge dragon rumbled as his tail slapped against the side of the cavern in displeasure. The sound of falling coins clanging throughout the cave made ĄlĶọř’s head dizzy. “They are planning an attack,” he stammered as his father's paw lewdly stroked his own member. \n\n\n“Bah! Is that all? You know they can't open the gate. Only one of our bloodline can.” Rƴ§tïx grumbled as he fumbled with his half hard member. “But, Sir! They have...” Once again a glare from his father made ĄlĶọř stammer as it felt the entire weight of Dækŏsēïl pressed down on him. “Don’t bother me with such trivial matters,” the great dragon rumbled as he growled in frustration as he worked over his flagging tool. “But, Father!” ĄlĶọř started again but as the impact of his father’s tail slammed angrily against the gold littered ground in front of him, the long dragon backed away. It was never a good idea to piss off his father. \n\n\nWith a snort he edged around the moaning elder dragon and made his way to the main entrance of the cavern. Unlike the kobold passage, this doorway was massive. It had to be to fit the ridiculously large size of the lord of Dækŏsēïl. Stationed at the entrance two tall kobolds with spears stood stiffly. At five feet each, these kobolds were the elite guards, born with a small bit of draconic power passed down the generations. ĄlĶọř turned his head back and muttered, “I could easily take care of that for you.” Both heads of the elite kobolds turned in his direction. One of them spoke in their master’s voice, “Oh so you can take care of my problem?” ĄlĶọř winced and cursed. “Fuck, I forgot he could do that.” The other elite guard pointed back towards the pools. ĄlĶọř sighed as he turned around and slunk his way back to his father. \n\n\nThe massive form of his father stood as water dripped from his near impregnable scales. “So my spawn thinks he can satisfy my needs? Dragoness’s twice your size could barely fit me.” Rƴ§tïx smugly looked down at the smaller dragon. ĄlĶọř gulped, his father’s member dangled below, right in front of his snout. “Um, yeah! I totally can!” The long dragon blushed, his silver cheeks blushed as the air stunk heavily of ripe dragon musk. Rƴ§tïx eyed his son curiously, the idea sliding up under his son’s tail was strangely appealing. “Fine, you can attempt to please mine,” Rƴ§tïx huffed, his member throbbed and dripped at the forbidden thought of breeding his offspring. ĄlĶọř huffed with puffed out cheeks, “Only if you don’t pull out till you are satisfied.” \n\n\nRƴ§tïx nodded in agreement of the terms as his thick muscular tail swept a space clear of coins, weapons, and statues. While he was completely fine having sex on top of his cold treasure, he knew smaller eastern dragons preferred something less hard. With the bare stone floor of the cave exposed, Rƴ§tïx nosed through a well kept horde pile and pulled out several massive pillows. He plopped them on the floor and nudged them into an acceptable bed. ĄlĶọř stood and watched in amazement as he blushed. The thought that these were probably the very same pillows his mother laid on while being bred strong in his mind. \n\n\nAfter much fussing Rƴ§tïx turned to his son and motioned for the other dragon to lay down. With a blush ĄlĶọř stretched out on the pillows. “Soft!” he gasped as the pillows contoured to his long body. After weeks of sleeping on the hard cold ground the pillows seemed like heaven. Rƴ§tïx towered above ĄlĶọř as the smaller dragon got comfortable. Nestled in, ĄlĶọř blushed, his silver scales flushed pink as his father’s member hung above his head like some great sword. Now that it was so close the dragon could study it closer. It had pointed a tip, thick black ridges spiraled along the fiery-red shaft till it reached the dragon’s slit. He knew that unlike Eastern Dragons Western Dragons also had a knot. He gulped as the Great Dragon Rƴ§tïx scooted back. One of his massive forelimbs gripped his son’s tail and lifted. “Really doubt this will fit,” The red dragon muttered as he used a claw to probe at ĄlĶọř’s exposed anus.\n\n\n“Gah!!” ĄlĶọř gasped loudly as his hole fought against the probing claw of the vastly larger male. “Not there,” he huffed as the tip of his tail playfully swatted away the claw. “Take me like dragoness,” he whimpered in a low, needy tone. “Oh?” Rƴ§tïx looked down amused, his last remaining offspring was certainly attractive, with the rose tint of his scales reflecting off the silver scales of his son Alkopr could pass as a dragoness. “Very well, though I doubt even the tip will fit there” His voice rumbled as it shook the air around the two aroused dragons. \n\n\nHe repositioned himself by dragging his shaft over the “dragoness” till the tip rubbed along ĄlĶọř’s genital slit. Below him his son gasped and tail lashed at the pillows. While his tail wasn’t as flexible as the smaller dragon’s, Rƴ§tïx still surprised his mate by intertwining his tail with the silver tail. A gesture so intimate shocked ĄlĶọř as his father’s massive body pressed down from above. With a loud grunt ĄlĶọř body limp as his slit parted and allowed his father’s massive cock head to slide inside. “Well I’ll be damned! It’s in,” Rƴ§tïx exclaimed as ĄlĶọř’s body shivered. “Still plenty to go,” he teased as he planted his fore limbs above his son’s head. With a gentle lean forward his member pressed up into the smaller dragon’s sex. “Fuck, “ Rƴ§tïx groaned as all the previous frustration of sexual need flooded out. His gem-like eyes closed as he tilted his head upwards and let out a stream of fire from his nostrils. \n\n\nAwwed, ĄlĶọř melted. He had no clue his father could be such a gentle lover. It was no wonder that Lord of Dækŏsēïl had sired dozens of offspring with various dragonesses over his long life. Regrettably only he and his father remained of their once proud lineage. The thought pulled at his mind and he suddenly remembered the whole reason he had flown halfway across the world to warn his father. Just as he was about to speak a thrust from his father scrambled his mind. Waves of pleasure mixed with a throbbing ache crashed over everything, his worries, the impending threat, and even the memories of his time of being cared for by the kobolds as he grew from a hatchling into a full dragon prince simply washed away. \n\n\nHis paws reached up and clawed at the tree trunk thick forelegs of his partner. His small claws posed no threat to the near impenetrable scales of the elder dragon. He chanced a glance down and found almost the entirety of his father’s member was nestled up inside. Only the swollen knot remained, it was so much bigger than he could have ever imagined. Never one to go back on his word, Rƴ§tïx's hips thrusted hard enough to shift the dragon under him. ĄlĶọř pushed back against his father till with an echoing duet of roars both dragons collapsed. ĄlĶọř could feel as his father’s hot member and knot pulsed inside of him, pressing against his own member. Hot burning seed flooded his slit as his father finally got the relief that had eluded him. “I knew I could do it,” he stammered as he felt like someone had poured hot bath water over his body as he nuzzled his face against the wall of red dragon scales that laid next to him. “So you did,” Rƴ§tïx conceded, his voice thick with pride and relief. \n\n\nAfter some time nuzzling and tail twinning Rƴ§tïx pulled free from ĄlĶọř’s slit. Riverlets of cum dripped out of the well worn slit as the knot popped free, followed by the elder dragon’s deflated shaft. As the pressure eased ĄlĶọř let out a needy pant. His rounded snout lulled open as his long whiskers curled in the air, lightning crackled at the tips. No longer confined his own shaft sprung free of the wet slit. “Oh? Ho! Seemed you enjoyed being bred like a dragoness as much as I enjoyed breeding you.” Rƴ§tïx teased as the male’s smaller member caught his attention. The long golden shaft was tapered and gleamed wetly with dragon seed. “Though with such a small, knotless thing I doubt you’ll find a mate.” He chuckled as ĄlĶọř, embarrassed, tried to squirm away. “It’s not that small,” the silver dragon defended as he almost got away. That was until one of his father’s paws firmly pinned him to pillows. “Hey, I'll give you the secret to capturing any mate’s heart.” Rƴ§tïx explained as his neck turned till his head hovered the tip of the golden member. ĄlĶọř squirmed, helpless as his father’s maw opened. Rƴ§tïx took a moment to appreciate the sweeter smelling musk that cut through the heaviness of his own scent coating his son’s pride. Without a second thought, his tongue wrapped around his son’s cock. ĄlĶọř’s back arched as he felt the heat of his father’s muzzle as it enveloped around his shaft. It was pure bliss, a far more pleasant experience than his crude self suckings. He whined softly as a tongue that had millennia more experience than his own swirled from his pointed tip down to the smooth shaft and into the slit as it still leaked. It didn’t take much longer before ĄlĶọř bucked, his lower body quivered as he released into his father’s maw.\n\n\nCompletely drained, both dragons cuddled on the pillows as Rƴ§tïx made sure to completely clean the smaller male’s shaft. “That is how you treat a dragoness,” Rƴ§tïx cooed softly once he finished with his. ĄlĶọř could only nod dumbly as he just experienced the greatest orgasm of his life. “Let’s rest and you can tell me about those gnolls when we wake later,” Rƴ§tïx continued, as he sighed content for the first time in centuries.",
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ĄlĶọř panted, his silver scaled flanks heaved from exhaustion as his long wingless body glided through the sky. The eastern dragon was on a dire mission. He had an urgent report for his father, the great western dragon; Rƴ§tïx. ĄlĶọř endured storms and ice till the tall peak of the mountain that had been his birth home loomed on the horizon. Dækŏsēïl, the lair of his father lay hidden near the peak, the entrance protected from the bitter cold and perpetual snows by an ancient Dwarven gate. After shaking off another gust of wind, ĄlĶọř landed in front of the immense stone doors. Dwarven runes accompanied intricate reliefs of dwarfs bowing down in front of a huge dragon, piles of treasure were stacked at the feet of the stone dragon. ĄlĶọř shook his head at the grandiose scene and pushed the doors open with a grunt. Once inside the stone doors closed and ĄlĶọř shook the snow from his body.
The main hallway of Dækŏsēïl was a bustle of activity. Little kobolds hurried about and lit the torches ahead of the dragon. He smiled and fondly wrapped his tail around a kobold. The small creature squeaked in surprise as it was plucked from the crowd and brought snout to snout with a big dragon. “Is Father still in his chamber?” Allot asked the kobold as he nuzzled the small servant. The kobold nodded and breathed a sigh of relief as it was lowered back to the ground. ĄlĶọř unwrapped his tail from the kobold’s waist and followed the torches down the hallway till it narrowed. The walls pressed in against his flank as he took the much faster kobold passage to his father’s private chamber. A resbright glow from the stone and gradual widening of the passage heralded the end of his important journey as ĄlĶọř stepped out into a wide cavern.
The spectacle of Rƴ§tïx’s domain had always left ĄlĶọř breathless. It had always seemed to be endless with great piles of gold and treasures, tithes from the dwarves and lesser creatures, piled so high. A heavy pressure had always filled the free space but today it was different. It seemed to press down on him twice as hard and a strange scent wafted from the far end. Normally the piles of gold would be swarming with kobolds bringing in food and treasure for the master of Dækŏsēïl, but the piles seemed untouched, messy even. That’s not like father, ĄlĶọř thought as he remembered the urgent matter he had to discuss with the dragon monarch. “Could of they already?” he dared whispered as he wormed his way past toppled towers of coins, jewels, and gleaming weapons. The sight that greeted him was far from what he had prepared his mind for.
Looming before him was the monumental red scaled body of his father lounging in a pool of steaming water fed from several hot springs. Rƴ§tïx was over twice the length of his serpentine son and outweighed him by magnitudes. ĄlĶọř could still hide beneath one of his father’s imposing wings like a newborn hatchling if he so chose; just like his mother, he thought. With a gulp he approached and readied himself for the worst case scenario. But, that would not come to pass, the gargantuan body of Rƴ§tïx rolled over and average of water washed over the piles of gold. Through the steam, Rƴ§tïx’s slitted eye gleamed like a humongous emerald as it regarded his son.
“Father I ...” ĄlĶọř paused the steam parted just enough to get a clear view of his father. “What is it?” Rƴ§tïx demanded as one of his forepaws rested over a half chub. ĄlĶọř finally realized the strange scent in the air, it was his father's potent musk. “Umm, the gnolls,” he stammered as his eyes couldn't help but lock onto sight of Rƴ§tïx’s member. “What about those mangy mutts?” The huge dragon rumbled as his tail slapped against the side of the cavern in displeasure. The sound of falling coins clanging throughout the cave made ĄlĶọř’s head dizzy. “They are planning an attack,” he stammered as his father's paw lewdly stroked his own member.
“Bah! Is that all? You know they can't open the gate. Only one of our bloodline can.” Rƴ§tïx grumbled as he fumbled with his half hard member. “But, Sir! They have...” Once again a glare from his father made ĄlĶọř stammer as it felt the entire weight of Dækŏsēïl pressed down on him. “Don’t bother me with such trivial matters,” the great dragon rumbled as he growled in frustration as he worked over his flagging tool. “But, Father!” ĄlĶọř started again but as the impact of his father’s tail slammed angrily against the gold littered ground in front of him, the long dragon backed away. It was never a good idea to piss off his father.
With a snort he edged around the moaning elder dragon and made his way to the main entrance of the cavern. Unlike the kobold passage, this doorway was massive. It had to be to fit the ridiculously large size of the lord of Dækŏsēïl. Stationed at the entrance two tall kobolds with spears stood stiffly. At five feet each, these kobolds were the elite guards, born with a small bit of draconic power passed down the generations. ĄlĶọř turned his head back and muttered, “I could easily take care of that for you.” Both heads of the elite kobolds turned in his direction. One of them spoke in their master’s voice, “Oh so you can take care of my problem?” ĄlĶọř winced and cursed. “Fuck, I forgot he could do that.” The other elite guard pointed back towards the pools. ĄlĶọř sighed as he turned around and slunk his way back to his father.
The massive form of his father stood as water dripped from his near impregnable scales. “So my spawn thinks he can satisfy my needs? Dragoness’s twice your size could barely fit me.” Rƴ§tïx smugly looked down at the smaller dragon. ĄlĶọř gulped, his father’s member dangled below, right in front of his snout. “Um, yeah! I totally can!” The long dragon blushed, his silver cheeks blushed as the air stunk heavily of ripe dragon musk. Rƴ§tïx eyed his son curiously, the idea sliding up under his son’s tail was strangely appealing. “Fine, you can attempt to please mine,” Rƴ§tïx huffed, his member throbbed and dripped at the forbidden thought of breeding his offspring. ĄlĶọř huffed with puffed out cheeks, “Only if you don’t pull out till you are satisfied.”
Rƴ§tïx nodded in agreement of the terms as his thick muscular tail swept a space clear of coins, weapons, and statues. While he was completely fine having sex on top of his cold treasure, he knew smaller eastern dragons preferred something less hard. With the bare stone floor of the cave exposed, Rƴ§tïx nosed through a well kept horde pile and pulled out several massive pillows. He plopped them on the floor and nudged them into an acceptable bed. ĄlĶọř stood and watched in amazement as he blushed. The thought that these were probably the very same pillows his mother laid on while being bred strong in his mind.
After much fussing Rƴ§tïx turned to his son and motioned for the other dragon to lay down. With a blush ĄlĶọř stretched out on the pillows. “Soft!” he gasped as the pillows contoured to his long body. After weeks of sleeping on the hard cold ground the pillows seemed like heaven. Rƴ§tïx towered above ĄlĶọř as the smaller dragon got comfortable. Nestled in, ĄlĶọř blushed, his silver scales flushed pink as his father’s member hung above his head like some great sword. Now that it was so close the dragon could study it closer. It had pointed a tip, thick black ridges spiraled along the fiery-red shaft till it reached the dragon’s slit. He knew that unlike Eastern Dragons Western Dragons also had a knot. He gulped as the Great Dragon Rƴ§tïx scooted back. One of his massive forelimbs gripped his son’s tail and lifted. “Really doubt this will fit,” The red dragon muttered as he used a claw to probe at ĄlĶọř’s exposed anus.
“Gah!!” ĄlĶọř gasped loudly as his hole fought against the probing claw of the vastly larger male. “Not there,” he huffed as the tip of his tail playfully swatted away the claw. “Take me like dragoness,” he whimpered in a low, needy tone. “Oh?” Rƴ§tïx looked down amused, his last remaining offspring was certainly attractive, with the rose tint of his scales reflecting off the silver scales of his son Alkopr could pass as a dragoness. “Very well, though I doubt even the tip will fit there” His voice rumbled as it shook the air around the two aroused dragons.
He repositioned himself by dragging his shaft over the “dragoness” till the tip rubbed along ĄlĶọř’s genital slit. Below him his son gasped and tail lashed at the pillows. While his tail wasn’t as flexible as the smaller dragon’s, Rƴ§tïx still surprised his mate by intertwining his tail with the silver tail. A gesture so intimate shocked ĄlĶọř as his father’s massive body pressed down from above. With a loud grunt ĄlĶọř body limp as his slit parted and allowed his father’s massive cock head to slide inside. “Well I’ll be damned! It’s in,” Rƴ§tïx exclaimed as ĄlĶọř’s body shivered. “Still plenty to go,” he teased as he planted his fore limbs above his son’s head. With a gentle lean forward his member pressed up into the smaller dragon’s sex. “Fuck, “ Rƴ§tïx groaned as all the previous frustration of sexual need flooded out. His gem-like eyes closed as he tilted his head upwards and let out a stream of fire from his nostrils.
Awwed, ĄlĶọř melted. He had no clue his father could be such a gentle lover. It was no wonder that Lord of Dækŏsēïl had sired dozens of offspring with various dragonesses over his long life. Regrettably only he and his father remained of their once proud lineage. The thought pulled at his mind and he suddenly remembered the whole reason he had flown halfway across the world to warn his father. Just as he was about to speak a thrust from his father scrambled his mind. Waves of pleasure mixed with a throbbing ache crashed over everything, his worries, the impending threat, and even the memories of his time of being cared for by the kobolds as he grew from a hatchling into a full dragon prince simply washed away.
His paws reached up and clawed at the tree trunk thick forelegs of his partner. His small claws posed no threat to the near impenetrable scales of the elder dragon. He chanced a glance down and found almost the entirety of his father’s member was nestled up inside. Only the swollen knot remained, it was so much bigger than he could have ever imagined. Never one to go back on his word, Rƴ§tïx's hips thrusted hard enough to shift the dragon under him. ĄlĶọř pushed back against his father till with an echoing duet of roars both dragons collapsed. ĄlĶọř could feel as his father’s hot member and knot pulsed inside of him, pressing against his own member. Hot burning seed flooded his slit as his father finally got the relief that had eluded him. “I knew I could do it,” he stammered as he felt like someone had poured hot bath water over his body as he nuzzled his face against the wall of red dragon scales that laid next to him. “So you did,” Rƴ§tïx conceded, his voice thick with pride and relief.
After some time nuzzling and tail twinning Rƴ§tïx pulled free from ĄlĶọř’s slit. Riverlets of cum dripped out of the well worn slit as the knot popped free, followed by the elder dragon’s deflated shaft. As the pressure eased ĄlĶọř let out a needy pant. His rounded snout lulled open as his long whiskers curled in the air, lightning crackled at the tips. No longer confined his own shaft sprung free of the wet slit. “Oh? Ho! Seemed you enjoyed being bred like a dragoness as much as I enjoyed breeding you.” Rƴ§tïx teased as the male’s smaller member caught his attention. The long golden shaft was tapered and gleamed wetly with dragon seed. “Though with such a small, knotless thing I doubt you’ll find a mate.” He chuckled as ĄlĶọř, embarrassed, tried to squirm away. “It’s not that small,” the silver dragon defended as he almost got away. That was until one of his father’s paws firmly pinned him to pillows. “Hey, I'll give you the secret to capturing any mate’s heart.” Rƴ§tïx explained as his neck turned till his head hovered the tip of the golden member. ĄlĶọř squirmed, helpless as his father’s maw opened. Rƴ§tïx took a moment to appreciate the sweeter smelling musk that cut through the heaviness of his own scent coating his son’s pride. Without a second thought, his tongue wrapped around his son’s cock. ĄlĶọř’s back arched as he felt the heat of his father’s muzzle as it enveloped around his shaft. It was pure bliss, a far more pleasant experience than his crude self suckings. He whined softly as a tongue that had millennia more experience than his own swirled from his pointed tip down to the smooth shaft and into the slit as it still leaked. It didn’t take much longer before ĄlĶọř bucked, his lower body quivered as he released into his father’s maw.
Completely drained, both dragons cuddled on the pillows as Rƴ§tïx made sure to completely clean the smaller male’s shaft. “That is how you treat a dragoness,” Rƴ§tïx cooed softly once he finished with his. ĄlĶọř could only nod dumbly as he just experienced the greatest orgasm of his life. “Let’s rest and you can tell me about those gnolls when we wake later,” Rƴ§tïx continued, as he sighed content for the first time in centuries.",
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