{ "submission_id": "2915732", "keywords": [ { "keyword_id": "85", "keyword_name": "anal", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "131906" }, { "keyword_id": "37", "keyword_name": "cub", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "285668" }, { "keyword_id": "21", "keyword_name": "dragon", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "151744" }, { "keyword_id": "46454", "keyword_name": "dub con", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "434" }, { "keyword_id": "32123", "keyword_name": "dubcon", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "4166" }, { "keyword_id": "31091", "keyword_name": "dubious consent", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "3128" }, { "keyword_id": "10119", "keyword_name": "film", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "653" }, { "keyword_id": "7408", "keyword_name": "gecko", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "2350" }, { "keyword_id": "15531", "keyword_name": "grooming", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "766" }, { "keyword_id": "13093", "keyword_name": "hollywood", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "58" }, { "keyword_id": "942", "keyword_name": "m/m", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "51322" }, { "keyword_id": "5317", "keyword_name": "molestation", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "2006" }, { "keyword_id": "132", "keyword_name": "molesting", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "1264" }, { "keyword_id": "416", "keyword_name": "oral", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "68796" }, { "keyword_id": "2337", "keyword_name": "virgin", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "3453" } ], "hidden": "f", "scraps": "f", "favorite": "f", "favorites_count": "50", "create_datetime": "2023-01-29 22:23:56.523879+00", "create_datetime_usertime": "29 Jan 2023 23:23 CET", "last_file_update_datetime": "2023-01-29 22:16:43.333761+00", "last_file_update_datetime_usertime": "29 Jan 2023 23:16 CET", "username": "LilJames", "user_id": "3628", "user_icon_file_name": "181577_LilJames_liljamesavatar2.jpg", "user_icon_url_large": "https://nl1.ib.metapix.net/usericons/large/181/181577_LilJames_liljamesavatar2.jpg", "user_icon_url_medium": "https://nl1.ib.metapix.net/usericons/medium/181/181577_LilJames_liljamesavatar2.jpg", "user_icon_url_small": "https://nl1.ib.metapix.net/usericons/small/181/181577_LilJames_liljamesavatar2.jpg", "file_name": "4343480_LilJames_spyro_and_gex_-_a_private_casting.rtf", "file_url_full": "https://nl1.ib.metapix.net/files/full/4343/4343480_LilJames_spyro_and_gex_-_a_private_casting.rtf", "file_url_screen": "https://nl1.ib.metapix.net/files/screen/4343/4343480_LilJames_spyro_and_gex_-_a_private_casting.rtf", "file_url_preview": "https://nl1.ib.metapix.net/files/preview/4343/4343480_LilJames_spyro_and_gex_-_a_private_casting.rtf", "thumbnail_url_huge": "https://nl1.ib.metapix.net/thumbnails/huge/4343/4343480_LilJames_spyro_and_gex_-_a_private_casting.jpg", "thumbnail_url_large": "https://nl1.ib.metapix.net/thumbnails/large/4343/4343480_LilJames_spyro_and_gex_-_a_private_casting.jpg", "thumbnail_url_medium": "https://nl1.ib.metapix.net/thumbnails/medium/4343/4343480_LilJames_spyro_and_gex_-_a_private_casting.jpg", "thumb_huge_x": "300", "thumb_huge_y": "259", "thumb_large_x": "200", "thumb_large_y": "173", "thumb_medium_x": "120", "thumb_medium_y": "104", "files": [ { "file_id": "4343480", "file_name": "4343480_LilJames_spyro_and_gex_-_a_private_casting.rtf", "file_url_full": "https://nl1.ib.metapix.net/files/full/4343/4343480_LilJames_spyro_and_gex_-_a_private_casting.rtf", "file_url_screen": "https://nl1.ib.metapix.net/files/screen/4343/4343480_LilJames_spyro_and_gex_-_a_private_casting.rtf", "file_url_preview": "https://nl1.ib.metapix.net/files/preview/4343/4343480_LilJames_spyro_and_gex_-_a_private_casting.rtf", "mimetype": "text/rtf", "submission_id": "2915732", "user_id": "3628", "submission_file_order": "0", "full_size_x": null, "full_size_y": null, "screen_size_x": null, "screen_size_y": null, "preview_size_x": null, "preview_size_y": null, "initial_file_md5": "021fc079ce968de5f7fbb7bfe67317b5", "full_file_md5": "021fc079ce968de5f7fbb7bfe67317b5", "large_file_md5": "", "small_file_md5": "", "thumbnail_md5": "557c99ce7157f759d644dd224a10d050", "deleted": "f", "create_datetime": "2023-01-29 22:16:43.333761+00", "create_datetime_usertime": "29 Jan 2023 23:16 CET", "thumbnail_url_huge": "https://nl1.ib.metapix.net/thumbnails/huge/4343/4343480_LilJames_spyro_and_gex_-_a_private_casting.jpg", "thumbnail_url_large": "https://nl1.ib.metapix.net/thumbnails/large/4343/4343480_LilJames_spyro_and_gex_-_a_private_casting.jpg", "thumbnail_url_medium": "https://nl1.ib.metapix.net/thumbnails/medium/4343/4343480_LilJames_spyro_and_gex_-_a_private_casting.jpg", "thumb_huge_x": "300", "thumb_huge_y": "259", "thumb_large_x": "200", "thumb_large_y": "173", "thumb_medium_x": "120", "thumb_medium_y": "104" } ], "pools": [], "description": "The year is 1998, the advent of the PlayStation offers new ground for booming talents in the videogame verse. One such star is Spyro, a young dragon who soon learns that the world of fame is bright and beautiful.\n\nBut that brightness casts shadows, and one such darkness looms over him, with a need to control the new talent.\n\n--------------\n\nThat's right folks, it's yet ANOTHER Spyro story but this one is a little different! This one is not a commish, but rather one I did myself after being inspired by @Dracovar's recent piece on [url=https://inkbunny.net/s/2666259]Spyro and Gex[/url]. I'm a huge fan of his work, and the crossover pic he made gave me a terrible idea, of the \"Casting Couch Corruption\" variety. Hope you all enjoy!\n\nSpyro copyrighted to Toys for Bob, Gex to Square-Enix", "description_bbcode_parsed": "The year is 1998, the advent of the PlayStation offers new ground for booming talents in the videogame verse.  One such star is Spyro, a young dragon who soon learns that the world of fame is bright and beautiful.

But that brightness casts shadows, and one such darkness looms over him, with a need to control the new talent.

--------------

That's right folks, it's yet ANOTHER Spyro story but this one is a little different!  This one is not a commish, but rather one I did myself after being inspired by \r\n\t\t\t\t\t\r\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\r\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\r\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\r\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\r\n\t\t\t\t\t\t
\r\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t
\r\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\tDracovar\r\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t
\r\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t		\r\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\tDracovar\r\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t
's recent piece on Spyro and Gex.  I'm a huge fan of his work, and the crossover pic he made gave me a terrible idea, of the "Casting Couch Corruption" variety.  Hope you all enjoy!

Spyro copyrighted to Toys for Bob, Gex to Square-Enix", "writing": "Spyro was destined to be a '90s Kid, no matter where life would take him. He dressed in the hippest style, he was always cool with everyone, and the world was his oyster whether he was in the skate park, at school, or eventually the studio. A booming industry in videogames was coming, and with a flood of mascots coming out two-a-dozen, every company wanted their own marketable street rat.\nHis early start was typical of any child star, in that someone knew someone in the game industry, they were looking for a fresh new character, and Spyro fit the bill. Dragons were always cast as villains, and one company wanted to try a fresh spin, that the dragons instead were the heroic citizens against an invading force.\nThe greatest lie of the videogame industry was that everything was still done by programmers. In truth, it was much closer to movies than most people realised, a long-preserved secret with the advent of polygon magic and motion capture. Of course the transition was not perfect, with eyes floating in front of bodies and the head shapes all cubular. But what it lacked in detail, it made up for with expression.\nAnd it was this expressiveness, that made Spyro the hot new star for the Playstation. Out of all the battling consoles, the Playstation had the largest glut of mascots all fighting to be the next Sonic, whether it was by their rude-but-cool attitude, or actually inventive gameplay. Spyro stood out as being both a dragon, but also a quadruped, giving his \"controls\" a rather unique challenge. A challenge that many came to love.\nThen he met Gex. At the end of his game's production, the purple dragon was introduced to the lean green gecko, a legendary name whose cheesy smile was Peak '90s. His people called Spyro's people, wanting to mentor the fresh new blood with his experience in the industry.\nThis was how the dragon found himself on a resplendent private island. A helicopter brought him down, he was given the flashiest Ray Bans, and a Hawaiian blue shirt. The sunkissed sands crunched under his paws, his amber horns shining and his little tail wagging.\n \"I've never been on an island before, oh this RULES!\"\n \"Indeed,\" a turtle dressed in a butler's suit welcomed him, \"welcome to Gexanadu, my name is Alfred.\"\n \"I'm Spyro, nice to meetcha!\" he offered a high-five that Alfred stiffly returned. \"Where's Mr. Gex?\"\n \"In his cabana, master Spyro. Please, follow me.\"\nThe tortoise waddled across the beach, seagulls crying above and the waves lapping at their feet. A clear blue sky stretched towards the horizon, a mirror to the great sea that made the island feel like a blip. It was a small place, a few lumpy green hills framing a gorgeous Spanish villa, with a straw-hut cabana on the shore. There, in his deck chair, was the great Gex himself.\n \"Spyyyyro, hehey ya made it!\" the gecko waved him over. \"come on an' pull up a chair, it's a beautiful day!\"\n \"It sure is, Mr. Gex!\" the dragon bounced over to a spare seat. \"Wow this place is so cool, you really own this place?!\"\n \"Yeah, I was born in Hawaii so I already knew all the best spots, why not take it for myself instead of some Californian sushi-head?\nThe lizard had a pale flaxen belly with bright emerald body, wrapped in a red Hawaiian shirt as he peeked over his sunglasses. Purple eyeshadow accented his face, his grin reaching back from earhole to hole as he watched the indigo drake slump on his back.\n \"Like the new drapes?\" said Gex. \"From the same folks who make Magnum P.I., high-quality brand.\"\n \"Wow, my mom loves that show!\" the youth gasped. \"You got one in her size? Cuz she'd totally want that.\"\n \"Haha, kid, anything you want, you got it,\" the gecko clicked his teeth, \"we don't gotta do business yet, just take it easy after the ride.\"\n \"S-sure!\"\nStretching out on his deck chair, the dragon sighed from the blissful rays soaking up his belly, warming his body to the point he almost fell asleep. Gex kept his eyes on him, roving along his sweet golden belly with its ridged plating, those supple four legs with adorable paws reaching up to the sky.\nAlfred went to the cabana, his bifocals glinting in the sun as he mixed up some drinks, a White Russian for Gex and an alcopop for Spyro. His master kept watching the youth, a long lick of his lips as a fly zipped past his head, his tongue snatching it from the air to gulp it down.\n \"Soooo li'l draggy,\" the gecko was handed his drink, \"how ya feeling after your first taste of success?\"\n \"It's awesome!\" the dragon sat up with his alcopop. \"Everyone's so nice, all the other dragons were like uncles, Gneville played some b-ball with me!\"\n \"Gneville?\"\n \"The guy who plays Gnasty Gnorc, he's super cool, gave me some real tips on how to be all cocky!\"\n \"Wow, you mean you're not like a punk all the time, that was acting?!\"\n \"Yep!\" Spyro grinned, taking a swig. \"I'm not really like that, but they said it'd look more uh, heroic, if I was all bratty, it was fun to pretend!\"\n \"Well you coulda fooled me,\" Gex nudged him, \"that's why I wanted to meet ya, you caught my eye, little tyke making all the big gaming magazines!\"\n \"Yeah my mom bought a buncha copies, the lady who drew me did such a cool job, and she even gave me the posters for free!\"\n \"Heh, that's real cute,\" the gecko patted him a bit too hard, \"really upstaged me on all the covers yeah, you know I was on all of them the first half of this month?\"\n \"Really?\" the dragon gasped with neck stretching slightly. \"ALL the gaming magazines?\"\n \"Yep, every one of 'em, even them gemsuckers at Nintendo put me on theirs, can ya believe it?! But then you came along...you, you precious little four-legged sonuva.\"\nHis smile grew with a tensing clench, rubbing Spyro's scalp like trying to scrub a stain off his patio. The dragon didn't mind, his hard scales making it tickle as he gave a giddy smirk.\n \"How old are ya?\" Gex asked, leaning back.\n \"Uhhh, about eight,\" the dragon sipped his drink, \"how old are you?\"\n \"Heh, I stopped counting after thirty.\"\n \"Why?\"\n \"Cuz age is just a number,\" Gex nudged him with a wink, \"don't matter how old you are, it's all about your talent!\"\n \"Yeah!\" Spyro was given his cocktail. \"So how long you been acting?\"\n \"Longer than you could,\" the gecko slurped his drink, \"mmmph damn, yanno why they call this a White Russian?\"\n \"Uhhh, no?\"\n \"Cuz they always rushin' right through ya, seriously, everytime I drink these my bladder's gonna perestroika!\"\n \"Is that bad?\"\n \"Oh, right, you don't remember the '80s do ya?\"\nGex smiled and downed his whole drink, Spyro sipping his carefully and enjoying the odd fruity taste with an extra cold sweetness.\n \"Anyways,\" the gecko continued, \"I started out in small acting roles, anytime they needed an \"authentic\" Hawaiian gecko to give some colour, you ever seen the Brian Keith Show?\"\n \"No, who's that?\" asked Spyro.\n \"It ran for two seasons in the 70s, but I was six different roles in that show! Jackie Coogan introduced me to Merlin Olsen, I got involved in Wonderland Cove and then onto Big Wave Dave's.\"\n \"OH, I saw that! My dad thinks it's trash!\"\n \"He does huh?\" Gex suddenly slit his eyes.\n \"Yeah, he said it made him never wanna go to Hawaii if it was as boring as that show.\"\n \"Well your dad ain't here, is he? Do YOU think it's boring?\"\n \"Nah, this is sick!\" the dragon wiggled in his seat.\n \"Then your dad is wrong, see?!\" the lizard spread his arms. \"What's he know about being cool, us sitting on a beach with no worries instead of being stuck in some office?\"\n \"Heheh, yeaaah he can be kinda grouchy.\"\n \"Anyways, John Madden, football guy? Big fan, I call him the Slow Bus cuz he talks like one from all them hits he took on the field, he introduced me to Trip Hawkins, guy who owns this company called Electronic Arts. I got my first game on the 3DO, biggest hit on the system, so big that they couldn't keep me!\"\n \"I never heard of it,\" Spyro shrugged, \"was it big?\"\n \"Oh, kid,\" Gex gave a chef's kiss, \"if it weren't for that Playstation, we'd be at the top! But I knew which way the wind was blowing, so I got my contract, said three hail marys and swooshed off to the next console, game number two! And that's how I got this island.\"\n \"Cooool...I don't got a Playstation at home, I like to skate down at the park.\"\n \"That explains your great body, I was gonna ask if you work out or not.\"\n \"Hahah, nah, I just like to skate, it's fun!\"\n \"Well you stick with me,\" Gex patted his shoulder, \"and I'll show you stuff that's even more fun.\"\nThey finished their drinks and headed inside, the open lobby with its terracotta floor feeling so fresh and breezy. Paintings of the gecko decorated the walls, along with posters of the shows he was in and his two hit games.\nGex's office was upstairs, with gaudy walls of velvet teal, glimmering sideboards of cheap fool's gold, and a battered desk of wood-and-metal that was Frankenstein'd into a garish cube. A couch laid to one side, and portraits hung the walls of various legally-distinct C-list stars that he photobombed.\n \"Soooo Spy-ree,\" the gecko slithered to his seat, \"let's talk about your career, cuz I don't need a magic ball to tell you that you're gonna make it big.\"\n \"Really?\" the dragon sat on the couch. \"How big, like one of them movie stars, Mr. Gex?\"\n \"Oh kid, kid, you got it coming outta your horns, you're positively GLOWING with potensh, bet you that's why all that flame coming outta ya is so hot, cuz you're hot hot property!\"\n \"Haha, wow, I never heard anyone tell me that, I didn't even think I'd get this far in casting!\"\n \"Oh believe me,\" Gex spun in his chair, \"I seen plenty mascots that just crash and burn, you heard of Aero the Acrobat?\"\n \"No?\"\n \"Awesome Possum?\"\n \"Nnnno?\"\n \"Wild Woody?\"\n \"Okay that can't be real,\" the dragon giggled.\n \"Punky Skunk, Rocky Rodent, Socks the Cat, all of 'em failed, all of 'em didn't even get a second game!\"\n \"What about Bubsy?!\"\n \"Oh...ohohh sweet Bubs,\" Gex swivelled back to him with tented fingers, \"he was my inspiration, a real chance to punch up the big leagues.\"\n \"What happened to him?\" Spyro plucked the couch like a cat.\n \"He couldn't handle a new dimension...not like me,\" the gecko winked, unpopping his thumbs, \"I had to scrape myself out the depths of an overpriced, underdeveloped studio, but I got there kid. I worked hard to be where I am, and that's the lesson I'm gonna teach ya.\"\nHe stood up and walked round the desk, sliding over to the sofa with his hand reaching down the dragon's neck.\n \"The road to stardom is long, hard and dirty, and you're not gonna come out clean the other side cuz, well, you can't. Folks out there are gonna eat your cute little face alive if you don't toughen up.\"\n \"What, what do you mean?\" Spyro stiffened from his touch. \"I thought you'd be handling everything.\"\n \"Well, yeah, all the money stuff and big-thinking trash, I meant like your body, your personality, you got a strong charisma about you, and you gotta know how to wear it.\"\n \"You mean, when I'm acting all cocky and stuff?\"\n \"Exactly.\" The lizard slipped a finger under the chin. \"But you don't gotta wear just one mask. You gotta learn to expand your talents.\"\n \"Like, what?\" the drake tipped his head up.\n \"Maybe you gotta learn how to deal with horror. Maybe you gotta learn how to deal with romance.\"\n \"You mean that kissy stuff? Hahah, I don't even got a girlfriend!\"\n \"I meant acting, kid.\" Gex leaned back to the other side of the couch. \"Let's do a test run, I got a screenplay here, I always use this to measure how good the new kids are.\"\nFrom behind the sofa, he yanked out a sheaf of papers, handing half to the dragon who gripped them in his paw.\n \"I'll be David, you be Jess,\" said the gecko, straightening up, \"see how you handle a more emotional role.\"\n \"Uhhh, okay,\" Spyro cleared his throat causing his voice to squeak, \"HEYYY, EEH s-sorry, hah, got a little nervous.\"\n \"It's all good li'l guy, you want some water?\"\n \"Yeah, please.\"\nThe gecko took a pitcher from his desk, pouring a glass for the dragon to sip as Gex did the same.\n \"That doesn't snuff out your flame?\" the gecko grinned.\n \"No,\" he gulped, \"my lungs got this extra sac I can use so to shoot flames anytime I want.\"\n \"So not anytime you breathe?\"\n \"Nope, cuz that'd be real awkward burning every breath I got.\"\n \"Hahah, right,\" Gex straightened his sheet, \"alright, you're Jess, your friend's been away to college for like 6 years, and you been dreaming about him non-stop. You get all tingly from his voice, his touch gets you fluttering, makes you wanna rumba downstairs.\"\n \"Down...stairs?\" Spyro squinted.\n \"Well I guess fer you it'd be like, your backend, you're a bungalow not a two-story, the point is you got feelings for this guy, and he don't know it yet. Go.\"\n \"Okay,\" the dragon cleared his throat and dipped his voice, \"yo, Dave! Over here!\"\n \"Jessiiiie!\" Gex slipped into a surfer-dude accent. \"Shit issat you, I ain't seen you since the Kalu High Luau!\"\n \"Hahah, yeah, you look awesome, you do something with your crest?!\"\n \"Just got less seaweed in it dude, every time I come out the sea I look like Morticia Addams.\"\n \"Well hey, least you're too cool for ghoul!\"\nThey forced a laugh together, Spyro's bubbly tones ringing over Gex's sour tinge.\n \"Since when'd you get a car?\" the gecko drolled.\n \"Dude, you know I wanted to be a driver,\" Spyro waggled his head, \"you remember the long drive down Kameha Lagoon?\"\n \"Awww dude, yeah. Your dad was the coolest, but I didn't think you'd wanna go back in a car since he yanno...blew up.\"\n \"Well...you either live your life being a coward, shacked up in a room, or you get out there and take the plunge.\"\nSpyro looked to the older gecko, his eyes beaming with a swell of false emotion as Gex grinned even wider. The hand of the lizard reached closer to him, a creeping yellow arachnid as they flipped to the next scene.\n \"Thanks for driving me,\" Gex lowered his voice in surfer-speak, \"you're one cool kahuna.\"\n \"Hey, come on, you're my friend,\" Spyro shrugged, \"we known each other what, since we were six?\"\n \"Yeah I still remember when you found me on the beach, that gnarly wave soaked me, what were you doing that day?\"\n \"I was...heh, I was looking for pieces that fell from the space station, Danny Watts told me some part of the Miska blew up and I wanted to see if any fell here.\"\n \"Psssht, seriously? That's dumb, you're such a goober.\"\n \"Well you made friends with me,\" the dragon grinned, mimicking Gex, \"who's dumber now?\"\n \"Hahaaaaah, yeah I guess we are,\" the gecko stroked his own scalp, \"you got sumthin' to eat?\"\n \"Yeah I'll make ya some wahu burgers, my mom's specialty!\"\n \"Sick.\"\nThe next scene flew by as they bantered back and forth, all the while with Gex slinking closer to the dragon. Slowly looming over him, it soon reached the night time scene where Jess and Dave were on a couch.\n \"Damn I missed this sky,\" said the gecko with a sigh, \"it's way different up in Colorado.\"\n \"Yeah?\" Spyro looked to him and the script. \"What's it like?\"\n \"Ohhh, really high...like me.\"\n \"Snrrrkh, dude!\"\n \"Sky's different there though, too dusty and dry. Colder too, don't feel as good as the one here.\"\n \"Yeah, I know the feel,\" the dragon gave a deep breath.\n \"What? But, you still here in Hawaii.\"\n \"Yeah but...sky's been colder since you left, you know?\"\n \"Whuh-huh?\"\n \"Dave...you ever,\" Spyro licked his lips with trepidation, \"you ever feel like, if someone's been away from you for too long, you feel like...like a TV that's been gutted out?\"\n \"I thought TVs were hollow,\" the gecko scratched his neck, \"you telling me they're not?\"\n \"No they got like stuff in 'em, you know wires and shit...but, you ever feel like without someone important, you just sorta shut down?\"\n \"Mmmmm...yeah, sometimes.\"\n \"Was that someone me?\"\nThe young drake looked to him, his eyes glistening as Gex hardened his look. Something fluttered in his heart, a growing smile as he gripped the back of Spyro's neck, and suddenly pressed his lips to his snout.\n \"Mmm-MMMH, whuh-\"\n \"Don't break character,\" the gecko hissed, \"go with it.\"\n \"M-mmmh, uhhh, b-but I don't kiss guys.\"\n \"Oh what, you worried about being a faggot? It's Hollywood, everybody kisses like this! Besides, you wanna be a pro mascot, you gotta be ready to get in the role of certain things.\"\n \"Like...like what?\" Spyro leaned back.\n \"Being a good little wingback that does what he says, or else you end up like Awesome Possum.\"\n \"Who, who's that?\"\n \"Exactly.\" Gex grabbed his neck. \"Now, pucker up, let daddy Gex breathe in that smog of yers.\"\nHe had never been kissed in his life, but Spyro did not expect it to be so slimy. The long tongue of the lizard pushed into his mouth, gliding across his little fangs and suckling on his warm, youthful lips. Gex moaned with his hands sliding over the drake's sides, pulling him close and tossing the script aside, but Spyro tried to push him away, their shirts ruffling together.\nBut the more he resisted, the stronger Gex became, his hands tightening on the back of the youngster's neck. It was a horrible feeling, the way the producer slurped across his palate and slithered under the tongue, a growing burn in Spyro's throat wanting to sprout free but at the same time too hesitant. At last, he pulled away, a long thick tongue slipping out of the drake's snout.\n \"Mmmmmph...nice,\" Gex chuckled, \"gotta work on your kissing though, maybe your snout's better at other things.\"\n \"S-so,\" Spyro hacked a slight cough, \"was I good?\"\n \"Oh yeah...you got real talent kid. But let's see how you handle physical stuff.\"\n \"Wha-what?\"\n \"It's not just your throat you gotta work with,\" the gecko pushed forwards to loom above him, \"it's about your body too, every part of your body's gotta know how to act.\"\n \"But, w-wait, sir-\"\nHe was grabbed by the front legs and pushed onto his back, the dragon yelping as he was pinned by the adult lizard. His purple eyeshadow glistened with a terrible look, his smile creeping wide as he unbuttoned Spyro's blue shirt, then bent down to kiss his neck. The youth squirmed trying to pull away, but the moment he tried to roll, he was grabbed by the snout and Gex's face suddenly changed.\n \"Don't be a shitscale,\" he hissed with venomous eyes, \"you wanna make it big, li'l guy?\"\n \"M-MMMH!\"\n \"Acting is about making your body do things you wouldn't do yourself, right? So right now you're little Jess, and Dave here is gonna give you the best night of your life.\"\n \"B-but, w-wait, Mr. Gex, I-i-i'm not, this feels weird, shouldn't we-\"\n \"We?\" the lizard shook his head. \"There ain't no 'we' yet, especially if you act like a little faggot.\"\nHe went back to kissing, his yellow lips plucking over the bronze scales as one hand slid down the dragon's belly. Spyro moaned with tightening claws, a thickening fog curling from his nostrils from a natural urge to fight back.\n \"Lesson two, kid.\" Gex gripped the dragon's snout. \"Control your body, or this little piggy-drake gonna squeal all the way back to Greece.\"\n \"But, I-i...aaah, this feels weird!\"\n \"Because you're acting like a bitch!\" The lizard jabbed his face. \"What are you bored already with your one game, do you WANT to be a failure?!\"\n \"N-no?!\"\n \"Then don't Bubsy your way outta this, I got two games under my belt, I know what it takes to be a success, now are you gonna be a good boy, or do I deport your ass back home?\"\n \"I...I-i am a good boy,\" Spyro pulled back his neck, \"mom said I was!\"\n \"Well good boys listen to grown-ups,\" the gecko tapped his snout, \"and if you don't do what I say, I'm gonna tell her how disappointed I am in you, and then your life'll end in some little skate park with all your little friends, going nowhere, cuz you were of a sissy little fag to take the plunge.\"\n \"I'm...I-i-i'm not a faggot,\" the dragon stuttered with tears welling up, \"what is that even?\"\n \"It means a little dragon boy who whines instead of acts, now keep that smoghead of yours shut and get your head back in the game.\"\nThe gecko's smile showed all his teeth, a biting creak in his jaw that frightened the child. He nodded with a frown, leaning back to let Gex explore his body, a shivering moan from his touch. The adult producer kissed down his belly, each planting suck making Spyro twinge and flex his claws in disgust. The gecko's fingers were so sticky, popping off his scales, caressing his shape, coveting him with terrible whispers.\nThe fingers soon peeked at his slit, rubbing between the back legs, causing Spyro to gasp and cringe through his spine, when Gex pushed inside his most intimate place. Sliding his digit back and forth, he stuffed the genital slit and teased around the little head of the underaged dragon, the warmth rippling through his hand as the dragon flexed his thighs.\n \"You got a nice body,\" whispered the gecko, \"stronger than the other boys I taught.\"\n \"O-other, boys?\" Spyro hissed.\n \"Oh yeah, you ain't the first one I had here, gotta get a business yanno...I always thought you dragons were a little different from the rest of us but I'm looking at you now...and you're just another animal.\"\n \"W-well, I...I dunno about that, I clean my room and I don't drink out the carton-\"\n \"Ohhh look at you,\" Gex gripped the boy's chin, \"you think you're so perfect huh?\"\n \"Uh, no?\"\n \"Little Lord Fauntleroy prancing around with your manicured talons and yet you got a body just like mine.\"\n \"HA-AAH!\"\nThe producer's other hand slipped down to the ass, leaving a trail of musky slime from the genital slit. His finger teased around the hole and carefully poked in the dark-pink donut beneath his tail.\n \"S-sir, wh-why are you touching me there?\"\n \"Cuz I wanna know what you are,\" said the lizard, pushing in, \"I need to know your body, what you can do, call it a test of your acting skill. It's not just your voice the kids love, but your body too.\"\n \"I...I guess that makes sense, a-aaah, feels weird.\"\n \"Yeah, but you'll get used to it. I got used to it too, so you just let me handle ya. All the grown-up stuff, I'll take care of, you just do what I say, and play out the scene.\"\n \"Right...the scene, wait, wasn't I a girl-\"\n \"Sh-sh-sh-just shut up...shut, your little cave-pissing mouth.\"\nThe drake was partially confused, his face twisting with a growing fear as Gex fingered his ass deeper. One finger was pretty loose and easy due to the boy's larger body, but two fingers made him squeak and buck with a moan, before Gex moved his hand back to the peeking cock.\nA sprouting from the slit as the gecko stroked him off, he smooched over Spyro's neck, laying down beside him with a breathy hiss, his long tongue dragging over the scales, his sucker-like fingertips popping from the fleshy little root.\n \"I never touched a four-legs before,\" the lizard muttered, \"you got a tight slit down there, like fingering a baby's ass.\"\n \"N-nnngh, haaah!\"\n \"Not that I hate it...heh...actually makes me harder an-oh, hellooooo.\"\n \"E-EEEH!\"\nAs he fingered the boy further, Gex felt a lump arising within the slit, pushing out a lumpy gourd shape that throbbed with a newfound sensation.\n \"Wh-what, what's that?!\" Spyro squeaked.\n \"What, you never been hard before?\" the gecko smirked. \"You never touch yourself down there?\"\n \"N-no? I just pee outta there.\"\n \"Ohohoh...ohhh fuck, you are saying all the right words to me now, you cutie little smoghead.\"\nThe gecko stroked his new boy off, his suction-cups grinding down the little shaft as the dragon whimpered with writhing fits. All whist the producer suckled on Spyro's neck, his moans rumbling into the boy's throat to make him shiver awfully. The child clenched his paws with each stroke, this terrible new sensation that was oddly pleasurable and yet strangely wrong at the same time.\nGex felt the same too, which was why he loved it all the more. His mouth slithered down the boy's belly once again, reaching that sweet virgin shaft as he wrapped his tongue around it, causing Spyro to stiffen up and squeal. The slimy mascot swallowed it to the hilt, suckling with a greedy bliss as his eyes rolled up at such a forbidden taste.\n \"Wh-wha, NNNNGH!\" the dragon blushed and covered his snout. \"Why are you s-sucking my thing, that's gross!\"\n \"Mmmm, mmmlah!\" Gex licked over the meat. \"Cuz you're a sexy little wingback and I'm gonna teach you how to act.\"\n \"Is this, a-acting?!\"\n \"Now pretend you're liking it, I'm your big handsome boyfriend like in the script. Who knows, you might end up liking it for real.\"\n \"Um, o-okay...D-dave.\"\nHe struggled to keep his smile, watching Gex suck him off and cause a strange tight heat to rile up in his little dick. The gecko's tongue was ravenous, slorping all the way down into his slit and writhing deep like a tapeworm, clenching under the knot to savour the rich taste of young boymeat. Spyro bucked and squirmed all the while, his sweet panting moans filling the lizard's ears.\nDespite his years of playing a horny heterosexual, Gex found something delicious about boys. That salty cream from \"special fans\" he had in his room over the years, and through his gluttonous lust he started to crave for something more sweet. Then he found his favourite taste, the one that was about to come when Spyro squealed.\n \"A-AAAH, AAAAH! M-MISTER-H-HAAAH, D-DAAAVE!\"\nHis first orgasm flooded his brain with a new sensation, a wondrous storm of heated red and a frantic pulse. His heart thumped against his chest, a sickly boil in his stomach caused his lungs to heat up and he choked on his own smoke. But being still so young, he had no cum to give, which excited Gex even more who sucked hard as he could.\nIt wasn't the seed he relished from such an innocent bod, but the trembling warmth, the sweat and juices filling up beneath the base that he sucked dry. The gecko only stopped sucking once Spyro stopped throbbing, the youngster's eyes rolling back with heavy pants.\n \"God damn,\" the gecko shivered, \"you're the tastiest li'l fuck I ever had.\"\n \"Haaah...a-aaah...a-are we still acting?\" he gasped.\n \"I think you know what we're doing.\" Gex crawled over his body. \"I never done this stuff with a quadruped...you're as big as me and you're only eight.\"\n \"Yeah, um...wh-what are you doing?\"\n \"I'm gonna make you a star, Spyro. I'm gonna teach your body what it's like, to be almost as good as me.\"\n \"Really?\" the drake pulled back his paws. \"How are you gonna do that?\"\n \"Well, you gotta help me first.\" Gex sat up on his belly to push out his cock in front. \"Suck it.\"\n \"But...but that's your thingie-\"\n \"It's called, my dick. You suck it, like I sucked you, you wingbacked, smog-burning half-breed.\"\nThe gecko's face twisted again, a terrible bite in his teeth as Spyro leaned forwards to lick across the lizard meat. Like the youth, he also had a slit, from which a pale cock slipped free like a blunt rising dagger. The dragon sucked him off, clumsy at first, as he felt Gex grab his horns and fuck his face.\nThe four-legged starlet was large enough to not choke, but his eyes still watered with discomfort at the gecko taking advantage, a bestial pant from the adult who hammered with lean hips. The cock tasted better than Spyro expected, slightly sour like a cheap gummy worm as he sucked with gentle obedience.\n \"H-h-hohhhh yeah...that's a good burner bitch, you're makin' your mommy proud with this. She called me up, j-just yesterday...said whatever I had to do to make you the biggest star, I should do it. So remember, you don't do what I say...you disappointing mommy.\"\nWith a trembling tear down his cheek, the very thought of upsetting his mother made Spyro get a lump in his throat. He closed his eyes and bobbed faster, slobbering his hot tongue and wrapping round the throbbing meat, trying to mimic what Gex had done to him.\n \"Mmmmmmh...ohhh you're a fast learner eh? Suck cock like a champ dontcha, you faggot? I like boys a lot more than girls, that's my real secret fer you. All that prancin' around with the ladies, that's all show...but when you're in this place, you learn to appreciate some of the finer things in life.\"\nHis hand slid down Spyro's face, slipping under the chin to feel that gulping motion.\n \"You ever fucked any other kids, Spyro?\"\n \"Mm-mmm,\" he mumbled.\n \"You know what fucking is, right? When your mom an' dad get together an' have some special fun in their room?\"\n \"Mmmmm, mmhmm?\" he muttered curious.\n \"Well that's what we're gonna do. It's a special thing to do with someone ya like. And I like you, Spyro. I think...you're my favourite boy already, fer just how cute and eager you are.\"\nA creeping blush came over the dragon's face, before the cock slipped free from his mouth and Gex crawled back down the body. Spyro felt something prod at his tailhole, a soft squeak as he looked in the gecko's eyes.\n \"What...what are you doing?\"\n \"I'm gonna fuck you, duh,\" Gex rolled his eyes, \"I thought you knew what it was.\"\n \"I-i...I dunno what, th-that's a bad word.\"\n \"Oh sweet Shirley fucking Temple, alright, SEX then?! Yanno, mom and dad, get a little randy, sneak off to their room?!\"\n \"O-ohhh, right!\" the dragon nodded. \"I never seen what they do but, mom's always happy when she comes back out.\"\n \"Well now we're doing it.\" Gex rubbed his dick on the scaly pucker. \"Now you're a big boy, arentcha? You wanna be a big star?\"\n \"Mmmm, yeah?\"\n \"Then you'll let me fuck you. Just lay back, and let daddy Gex give you your first cuz I do not wanna miss out on this sweet little baby ass.\"\nWith unsteady aim, the lizard shuddered at the tight resistance when he shoved his way in. Spyro yelped and straightened his back, the odd pressure into his rear as his muscles pushed back. Gex went in harder, grabbing the boy's back legs to angle deeper inside, shoving all of his length slowly into the tight virgin hole.\n \"A-AAAAH! OWWW!\"\n \"NNNGH, god you're a tight bitch!\" the lizard hissed. \"S'like fucking a puppy.\"\n \"But, but it feels-OWWW, it hurts!\"\n \"What'd I say about doing stuff for me, eh?!\" The gecko leaned forth with a sneer. \"You want me to call your mom, tell her you're too much a coward, a little Bobby Driscoll bitch!?\"\n \"N-no, no don't tell her, I'll be good!\"\n \"Then swallow yer damn pride and let daddy Gex inside ya.\"\nA nervous laugh rattled out of the gecko, excitement thumping in his chest as he hilted into the boy. Spyro winced at the terrible feeling, the grinding flesh in his anal walls, the sinful look of the producer licking his lips, and the shaking of the couch from every slap of Gex's thighs. Despite the gecko being smaller in dick size, the drake's clenching resistance made it only worse to feel.\nThe gecko however enjoyed the extra tightness, a body big enough to take him at his full force, but still so young to be supple within. Panting whimpers rose from the dragon, his face contorting with every blunt stab of the Hollywood dick. Gex laid down on top of him, stuffing his crotch against Spyro's ass, the boy's shaft twitching between their bellies.\nThe sofa shook with the dragon's struggling, his panting whines like a lame dog as the gecko kissed over his neck and belly. The sweat rising from the youth tingled on Gex's tongue, that coiled around his throat and squeezed like a python, before slithering up to the mouth and licking over the snout.\n \"A-AAH! NNNGH, Mr. Gex, please s-stop!\"\n \"Eh-EH, NUH!\" his tongue suddenly jerked back to his maw. \"What'd I just fuckin' say?! You wanna be a mascot, you lift that tail up like the goats you got back home.\"\n \"I, I-i dunno any goats!\"\n \"Oh I bet you do,\" the gecko licked over the belly, \"you gemsuckers always do, even the whiny ones, now spread your legs like a good little puppy.\"\nFor some reason, the dragon liked being called a puppy, his eyes glistening with tears as he tried to smile through the growing pain. The more Gex fucked, the further it receded as he felt a wave of instinctive pleasure. The lizard saw Spyro's face light up with a moan and kept pumping away, precum spilling across the walls to help ease his fucking.\nThe dragon cleared his mind of worry as best he could, wanting to trust this grown-up with his debonair wit and quick-thinking tongue, too young to understand half of his references but seeing everyone loved him. He was just strange because his world was strange, surely he had good intentions to put so much of his time and effort into helping a newcomer.\nThat was what Spyro assumed, and the odd feeling inside him seemed to confirm it, for after that brief twinge of pain from his spreading rear, there was a trickling warmth that petered through his passage. His cock twitched once more, as Gex pulled him into another kiss, still something the dragon did not enjoy. But he was more willing this time, his eyes closing to let the adult taste him.\nAs they smooched once more, the lizard slowed down his fucking, grinding his hips to angle his lance and drive down against the drake's rippling walls, causing Spyro to squeal in his throat. The gecko's tongue was insidious, searching everywhere to a place it had not yet infected with his saliva, slurping inside the cheeks and slipping beneath Spyro's tongue.\n \"Mmmmhhh...yeah, good li'l hatchling,\" he whispered, \"daddy Gex likes boys who wanna have fun, you like fun dontcha?\"\n \"M-mmm, mmmhmm!\" Spyro gasped. \"It...it feels nice now.\"\n \"Told ya, didn't I? Just gotta trust me, I'm doing all of this fer your own good, I coulda picked anyone else.\"\n \"I know, sir...s-sorry, it's all so new to me that I-HAH!\"\n \"S'alright Spyry,\" Gex smooched over his cheek, \"yer a good puppy, but you gotta promise me one thing.\"\n \"Mmm, yeah?\"\n \"Don't tell nobody what we do here...this is my special teaching, s'what we call a trade secret. Yer not a blabbermouth, are ya?\"\n \"No, n-no sir!\" the dragon mewled, feeling his legs tighten. \"I-i won't, say anything, m-my thingie's twitching again!\"\n \"Thassit,\" the producer whispered, \"yer a good little bitch fer me now...the best, I've had, yet, N-NNNNGH SH-SHIRLEY MACLAINE!\"\nWith a panting cry, he slammed once more to ruin Spyro's cherry, popping his pucker full of rich gecko seed. The dragon came in turn with another dry orgasm, a well of bliss surging through his form and swamping his brain with adult sensations.\nGex made sure to keep fucking and kissing through the boy's spasms, smacking with wet hips as a dribbling white trickled down the dragon's tail. By his newfound lust, Spyro would smooch him back, diving his tongue into the adult's and sucking with a strange hunger that surprised even himself. Soon his body stopped twitching, the anal walls milking Gex of all his pervert seed, and then he would pull out.\n \"Hoo...fuck your ass is good,\" he grinned with a giddy laugh, \"tighter than Roseanne Barr's pants.\"\n \"Uhh...I...th-that was, fun?\" Spyro smirked with painful look. \"I think it was, maybe?\"\n \"Well it's not about what you think,\" Gex slid off the couch, \"it's about what you DO, and you're going to do what I ask. I know all the ways this business can break ya, so you just stick close to me, and you'll reach the top.\"\n \"Okay sir,\" the drake rolled off the sofa with a leaking hole, \"did I do okay?\"\n \"Ohoh, kid.\" The gecko cupped his head. \"You're gonna be great, a real legend, I know you will. I'm the only one who's gonna put everything I got into making you great, you can trust me.\"\n \"Sure! Thank you...do I have to do that stuff with you again?\"\n \"When I want it, so we keep ya sharp, or else you're gonna look an idiot in front of the camera, and we don't want your mom thinking you wasted everyone's time, right?\"\n \"No, totally, you're right!\"\nGex walked over to his desk and rang a bell. The turtle butler arrived with a bow, sweeping his hand to lead Spyro out the office.\n \"Alf'll take you to your room,\" the gecko slumped into his chair, \"we'll talk business stuff tomorrow, get yourself settled in and anything you want, just ask him.\"\n \"Okay,\" Spyro nodded, \"thanks, Mr. Gex.\"\nThere was a noticeable slump in the dragon's gait when he left that room. His eyes had been bright and sparkling, excited with prospects, but now a small flicker of doubt had crept in to glaze over his pupils. His footsteps dragged with a strange exhaustion, his smile still there, but a little forced like a cousin trying to remember the bride's name.\nAs he followed Alfred through the terracotta halls, beneath posters and strange tiki masks with unsettling curled lips, Spyro discovered a room that was oddly child-like in its offerings. A game console from last generation, some posters of shows he vaguely recalled, and some race car tracks.\n \"Hey, does Mr. Gex have a son?\" the dragon asked.\n \"No,\" the turtle shook his head, \"this is the guest room for all of our future clients.\"\n \"So, he's had other kids before me?\"\n \"He has represented many mascots, yes.\"\n \"Did...can I ask you something, Mr. Alfred?\" Spyro scratched at the floor with a nervous grin. \"Did he...uh, did he ever kiss any other boys?\"\n \"Master Gex is contemporary,\" said the butler with a bow, \"his words may be crude, but his love of the industry knows no bounds, especially when it comes to the future stars.\"\n \"So it's...it's okay then? I never kissed a guy before, we did this scene and it was-\"\n \"He has performed that scene many times. He is...a professional. I hope that you will be the same, young Spyro, for Hollywood has no time for amateurs.\"\n \"Huh...well, I wouldn't be an amateur if I got brought here, right?\"\n \"Exactly.\" Alfred grinned, stepping away. \"I shall leave you to it, ring the bell for any service you need.\"\nThe door was closed and Spyro sat on his new bed. He found himself staring at the wall too long, his mind a threaded haze as something churned in his stomach. Seven different emotions were fuming in his body, which to him felt like his body had been wrung through the dryer. Did all media stars feel this way? He wanted to ask Gex again, but something made him fearful.\nThen he closed his eyes, and swallowed his worries down into the pit of his stomach. A place he would become familiar with, over the course of his future career. He forced himself to smile, with eyes hardening as his childhood gleam would fade.\n \"Yer just nervous...it's cool, it's...it's fine. Mr. Gex knows what's good for ya, he said so himself. He knows all the stuff you don't, he's gotten two games already! Yeah...I'm just nervous. Don't worry about it.\"\nAnd he never would. The longer he ignored the fears, the more easy he accepted Gex into his life. From above his bed, a tiny camera peeked through a hole in the ceiling, where the gecko watched from his computer. His smile grew at another boy tucked under his wing, as he started stroking off to the sleeping child star.", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "Spyro was destined to be a '90s Kid, no matter where life would take him.  He dressed in the hippest style, he was always cool with everyone, and the world was his oyster whether he was in the skate park, at school, or eventually the studio.  A booming industry in videogames was coming, and with a flood of mascots coming out two-a-dozen, every company wanted their own marketable street rat.
His early start was typical of any child star, in that someone knew someone in the game industry, they were looking for a fresh new character, and Spyro fit the bill.  Dragons were always cast as villains, and one company wanted to try a fresh spin, that the dragons instead were the heroic citizens against an invading force.
The greatest lie of the videogame industry was that everything was still done by programmers.  In truth, it was much closer to movies than most people realised, a long-preserved secret with the advent of polygon magic and motion capture.  Of course the transition was not perfect, with eyes floating in front of bodies and the head shapes all cubular.  But what it lacked in detail, it made up for with expression.
And it was this expressiveness, that made Spyro the hot new star for the Playstation.  Out of all the battling consoles, the Playstation had the largest glut of mascots all fighting to be the next Sonic, whether it was by their rude-but-cool attitude, or actually inventive gameplay.  Spyro stood out as being both a dragon, but also a quadruped, giving his "controls" a rather unique challenge.  A challenge that many came to love.
Then he met Gex.  At the end of his game's production, the purple dragon was introduced to the lean green gecko, a legendary name whose cheesy smile was Peak '90s.  His people called Spyro's people, wanting to mentor the fresh new blood with his experience in the industry.
This was how the dragon found himself on a resplendent private island.  A helicopter brought him down, he was given the flashiest Ray Bans, and a Hawaiian blue shirt.  The sunkissed sands crunched under his paws, his amber horns shining and his little tail wagging.
        "I've never been on an island before, oh this RULES!"
        "Indeed," a turtle dressed in a butler's suit welcomed him, "welcome to Gexanadu, my name is Alfred."
        "I'm Spyro, nice to meetcha!" he offered a high-five that Alfred stiffly returned.  "Where's Mr. Gex?"
        "In his cabana, master Spyro.  Please, follow me."
The tortoise waddled across the beach, seagulls crying above and the waves lapping at their feet.  A clear blue sky stretched towards the horizon, a mirror to the great sea that made the island feel like a blip.  It was a small place, a few lumpy green hills framing a gorgeous Spanish villa, with a straw-hut cabana on the shore.  There, in his deck chair, was the great Gex himself.
        "Spyyyyro, hehey ya made it!" the gecko waved him over.  "come on an' pull up a chair, it's a beautiful day!"
        "It sure is, Mr. Gex!" the dragon bounced over to a spare seat.  "Wow this place is so cool, you really own this place?!"
        "Yeah, I was born in Hawaii so I already knew all the best spots, why not take it for myself instead of some Californian sushi-head?
The lizard had a pale flaxen belly with bright emerald body, wrapped in a red Hawaiian shirt as he peeked over his sunglasses.  Purple eyeshadow accented his face, his grin reaching back from earhole to hole as he watched the indigo drake slump on his back.
        "Like the new drapes?" said Gex.  "From the same folks who make Magnum P.I., high-quality brand."
        "Wow, my mom loves that show!" the youth gasped.  "You got one in her size?  Cuz she'd totally want that."
        "Haha, kid, anything you want, you got it," the gecko clicked his teeth, "we don't gotta do business yet, just take it easy after the ride."
        "S-sure!"
Stretching out on his deck chair, the dragon sighed from the blissful rays soaking up his belly, warming his body to the point he almost fell asleep.  Gex kept his eyes on him, roving along his sweet golden belly with its ridged plating, those supple four legs with adorable paws reaching up to the sky.
Alfred went to the cabana, his bifocals glinting in the sun as he mixed up some drinks, a White Russian for Gex and an alcopop for Spyro.  His master kept watching the youth, a long lick of his lips as a fly zipped past his head, his tongue snatching it from the air to gulp it down.
        "Soooo li'l draggy," the gecko was handed his drink, "how ya feeling after your first taste of success?"
        "It's awesome!" the dragon sat up with his alcopop.  "Everyone's so nice, all the other dragons were like uncles, Gneville played some b-ball with me!"
        "Gneville?"
        "The guy who plays Gnasty Gnorc, he's super cool, gave me some real tips on how to be all cocky!"
        "Wow, you mean you're not like a punk all the time, that was acting?!"
        "Yep!" Spyro grinned, taking a swig.  "I'm not really like that, but they said it'd look more uh, heroic, if I was all bratty, it was fun to pretend!"
        "Well you coulda fooled me," Gex nudged him, "that's why I wanted to meet ya, you caught my eye, little tyke making all the big gaming magazines!"
        "Yeah my mom bought a buncha copies, the lady who drew me did such a cool job, and she even gave me the posters for free!"
        "Heh, that's real cute," the gecko patted him a bit too hard, "really upstaged me on all the covers yeah, you know I was on all of them the first half of this month?"
        "Really?" the dragon gasped with neck stretching slightly.  "ALL the gaming magazines?"
        "Yep, every one of 'em, even them gemsuckers at Nintendo put me on theirs, can ya believe it?!  But then you came along...you, you precious little four-legged sonuva."
His smile grew with a tensing clench, rubbing Spyro's scalp like trying to scrub a stain off his patio.  The dragon didn't mind, his hard scales making it tickle as he gave a giddy smirk.
        "How old are ya?" Gex asked, leaning back.
        "Uhhh, about eight," the dragon sipped his drink, "how old are you?"
        "Heh, I stopped counting after thirty."
        "Why?"
        "Cuz age is just a number," Gex nudged him with a wink, "don't matter how old you are, it's all about your talent!"
        "Yeah!" Spyro was given his cocktail.  "So how long you been acting?"
        "Longer than you could," the gecko slurped his drink, "mmmph damn, yanno why they call this a White Russian?"
        "Uhhh, no?"
        "Cuz they always rushin' right through ya, seriously, everytime I drink these my bladder's gonna perestroika!"
        "Is that bad?"
        "Oh, right, you don't remember the '80s do ya?"
Gex smiled and downed his whole drink, Spyro sipping his carefully and enjoying the odd fruity taste with an extra cold sweetness.
        "Anyways," the gecko continued, "I started out in small acting roles, anytime they needed an "authentic" Hawaiian gecko to give some colour, you ever seen the Brian Keith Show?"
        "No, who's that?" asked Spyro.
        "It ran for two seasons in the 70s, but I was six different roles in that show!  Jackie Coogan introduced me to Merlin Olsen, I got involved in Wonderland Cove and then onto Big Wave Dave's."
        "OH, I saw that!  My dad thinks it's trash!"
        "He does huh?" Gex suddenly slit his eyes.
        "Yeah, he said it made him never wanna go to Hawaii if it was as boring as that show."
        "Well your dad ain't here, is he?  Do YOU think it's boring?"
        "Nah, this is sick!" the dragon wiggled in his seat.
        "Then your dad is wrong, see?!" the lizard spread his arms.  "What's he know about being cool, us sitting on a beach with no worries instead of being stuck in some office?"
        "Heheh, yeaaah he can be kinda grouchy."
        "Anyways, John Madden, football guy?  Big fan, I call him the Slow Bus cuz he talks like one from all them hits he took on the field, he introduced me to Trip Hawkins, guy who owns this company called Electronic Arts.  I got my first game on the 3DO, biggest hit on the system, so big that they couldn't keep me!"
        "I never heard of it," Spyro shrugged, "was it big?"
        "Oh, kid," Gex gave a chef's kiss, "if it weren't for that Playstation, we'd be at the top!  But I knew which way the wind was blowing, so I got my contract, said three hail marys and swooshed off to the next console, game number two!  And that's how I got this island."
        "Cooool...I don't got a Playstation at home, I like to skate down at the park."
        "That explains your great body, I was gonna ask if you work out or not."
        "Hahah, nah, I just like to skate, it's fun!"
        "Well you stick with me," Gex patted his shoulder, "and I'll show you stuff that's even more fun."
They finished their drinks and headed inside, the open lobby with its terracotta floor feeling so fresh and breezy.  Paintings of the gecko decorated the walls, along with posters of the shows he was in and his two hit games.
Gex's office was upstairs, with gaudy walls of velvet teal, glimmering sideboards of cheap fool's gold, and a battered desk of wood-and-metal that was Frankenstein'd into a garish cube.  A couch laid to one side, and portraits hung the walls of various legally-distinct C-list stars that he photobombed.
        "Soooo Spy-ree," the gecko slithered to his seat, "let's talk about your career, cuz I don't need a magic ball to tell you that you're gonna make it big."
        "Really?" the dragon sat on the couch.  "How big, like one of them movie stars, Mr. Gex?"
        "Oh kid, kid, you got it coming outta your horns, you're positively GLOWING with potensh, bet you that's why all that flame coming outta ya is so hot, cuz you're hot hot property!"
        "Haha, wow, I never heard anyone tell me that, I didn't even think I'd get this far in casting!"
        "Oh believe me," Gex spun in his chair, "I seen plenty mascots that just crash and burn, you heard of Aero the Acrobat?"
        "No?"
        "Awesome Possum?"
        "Nnnno?"
        "Wild Woody?"
        "Okay that can't be real," the dragon giggled.
        "Punky Skunk, Rocky Rodent, Socks the Cat, all of 'em failed, all of 'em didn't even get a second game!"
        "What about Bubsy?!"
        "Oh...ohohh sweet Bubs," Gex swivelled back to him with tented fingers, "he was my inspiration, a real chance to punch up the big leagues."
        "What happened to him?" Spyro plucked the couch like a cat.
        "He couldn't handle a new dimension...not like me," the gecko winked, unpopping his thumbs, "I had to scrape myself out the depths of an overpriced, underdeveloped studio, but I got there kid.  I worked hard to be where I am, and that's the lesson I'm gonna teach ya."
He stood up and walked round the desk, sliding over to the sofa with his hand reaching down the dragon's neck.
        "The road to stardom is long, hard and dirty, and you're not gonna come out clean the other side cuz, well, you can't.  Folks out there are gonna eat your cute little face alive if you don't toughen up."
        "What, what do you mean?" Spyro stiffened from his touch.  "I thought you'd be handling everything."
        "Well, yeah, all the money stuff and big-thinking trash, I meant like your body, your personality, you got a strong charisma about you, and you gotta know how to wear it."
        "You mean, when I'm acting all cocky and stuff?"
        "Exactly."  The lizard slipped a finger under the chin.  "But you don't gotta wear just one mask.  You gotta learn to expand your talents."
        "Like, what?" the drake tipped his head up.
        "Maybe you gotta learn how to deal with horror.  Maybe you gotta learn how to deal with romance."
        "You mean that kissy stuff?  Hahah, I don't even got a girlfriend!"
        "I meant acting, kid."  Gex leaned back to the other side of the couch.  "Let's do a test run, I got a screenplay here, I always use this to measure how good the new kids are."
From behind the sofa, he yanked out a sheaf of papers, handing half to the dragon who gripped them in his paw.
        "I'll be David, you be Jess," said the gecko, straightening up, "see how you handle a more emotional role."
        "Uhhh, okay," Spyro cleared his throat causing his voice to squeak, "HEYYY, EEH s-sorry, hah, got a little nervous."
        "It's all good li'l guy, you want some water?"
        "Yeah, please."
The gecko took a pitcher from his desk, pouring a glass for the dragon to sip as Gex did the same.
        "That doesn't snuff out your flame?" the gecko grinned.
        "No," he gulped, "my lungs got this extra sac I can use so to shoot flames anytime I want."
        "So not anytime you breathe?"
        "Nope, cuz that'd be real awkward burning every breath I got."
        "Hahah, right," Gex straightened his sheet, "alright, you're Jess, your friend's been away to college for like 6 years, and you been dreaming about him non-stop.  You get all tingly from his voice, his touch gets you fluttering, makes you wanna rumba downstairs."
        "Down...stairs?" Spyro squinted.
        "Well I guess fer you it'd be like, your backend, you're a bungalow not a two-story, the point is you got feelings for this guy, and he don't know it yet.  Go."
        "Okay," the dragon cleared his throat and dipped his voice, "yo, Dave!  Over here!"
        "Jessiiiie!" Gex slipped into a surfer-dude accent.  "Shit issat you, I ain't seen you since the Kalu High Luau!"
        "Hahah, yeah, you look awesome, you do something with your crest?!"
        "Just got less seaweed in it dude, every time I come out the sea I look like Morticia Addams."
        "Well hey, least you're too cool for ghoul!"
They forced a laugh together, Spyro's bubbly tones ringing over Gex's sour tinge.
        "Since when'd you get a car?" the gecko drolled.
        "Dude, you know I wanted to be a driver," Spyro waggled his head, "you remember the long drive down Kameha Lagoon?"
        "Awww dude, yeah.  Your dad was the coolest, but I didn't think you'd wanna go back in a car since he yanno...blew up."
        "Well...you either live your life being a coward, shacked up in a room, or you get out there and take the plunge."
Spyro looked to the older gecko, his eyes beaming with a swell of false emotion as Gex grinned even wider.  The hand of the lizard reached closer to him, a creeping yellow arachnid as they flipped to the next scene.
        "Thanks for driving me," Gex lowered his voice in surfer-speak, "you're one cool kahuna."
        "Hey, come on, you're my friend," Spyro shrugged, "we known each other what, since we were six?"
        "Yeah I still remember when you found me on the beach, that gnarly wave soaked me, what were you doing that day?"
        "I was...heh, I was looking for pieces that fell from the space station, Danny Watts told me some part of the Miska blew up and I wanted to see if any fell here."
        "Psssht, seriously?  That's dumb, you're such a goober."
        "Well you made friends with me," the dragon grinned, mimicking Gex, "who's dumber now?"
        "Hahaaaaah, yeah I guess we are," the gecko stroked his own scalp, "you got sumthin' to eat?"
        "Yeah I'll make ya some wahu burgers, my mom's specialty!"
        "Sick."
The next scene flew by as they bantered back and forth, all the while with Gex slinking closer to the dragon.  Slowly looming over him, it soon reached the night time scene where Jess and Dave were on a couch.
        "Damn I missed this sky," said the gecko with a sigh, "it's way different up in Colorado."
        "Yeah?" Spyro looked to him and the script.  "What's it like?"
        "Ohhh, really high...like me."
        "Snrrrkh, dude!"
        "Sky's different there though, too dusty and dry.  Colder too, don't feel as good as the one here."
        "Yeah, I know the feel," the dragon gave a deep breath.
        "What?  But, you still here in Hawaii."
        "Yeah but...sky's been colder since you left, you know?"
        "Whuh-huh?"
        "Dave...you ever," Spyro licked his lips with trepidation, "you ever feel like, if someone's been away from you for too long, you feel like...like a TV that's been gutted out?"
        "I thought TVs were hollow," the gecko scratched his neck, "you telling me they're not?"
        "No they got like stuff in 'em, you know wires and shit...but, you ever feel like without someone important, you just sorta shut down?"
        "Mmmmm...yeah, sometimes."
        "Was that someone me?"
The young drake looked to him, his eyes glistening as Gex hardened his look.  Something fluttered in his heart, a growing smile as he gripped the back of Spyro's neck, and suddenly pressed his lips to his snout.
        "Mmm-MMMH, whuh-"
        "Don't break character," the gecko hissed, "go with it."
        "M-mmmh, uhhh, b-but I don't kiss guys."
        "Oh what, you worried about being a faggot?  It's Hollywood, everybody kisses like this!  Besides, you wanna be a pro mascot, you gotta be ready to get in the role of certain things."
        "Like...like what?" Spyro leaned back.
        "Being a good little wingback that does what he says, or else you end up like Awesome Possum."
        "Who, who's that?"
        "Exactly."  Gex grabbed his neck.  "Now, pucker up, let daddy Gex breathe in that smog of yers."
He had never been kissed in his life, but Spyro did not expect it to be so slimy.  The long tongue of the lizard pushed into his mouth, gliding across his little fangs and suckling on his warm, youthful lips.  Gex moaned with his hands sliding over the drake's sides, pulling him close and tossing the script aside, but Spyro tried to push him away, their shirts ruffling together.
But the more he resisted, the stronger Gex became, his hands tightening on the back of the youngster's neck.  It was a horrible feeling, the way the producer slurped across his palate and slithered under the tongue, a growing burn in Spyro's throat wanting to sprout free but at the same time too hesitant.  At last, he pulled away, a long thick tongue slipping out of the drake's snout.
        "Mmmmmph...nice," Gex chuckled, "gotta work on your kissing though, maybe your snout's better at other things."
        "S-so," Spyro hacked a slight cough, "was I good?"
        "Oh yeah...you got real talent kid.  But let's see how you handle physical stuff."
        "Wha-what?"
        "It's not just your throat you gotta work with," the gecko pushed forwards to loom above him, "it's about your body too, every part of your body's gotta know how to act."
        "But, w-wait, sir-"
He was grabbed by the front legs and pushed onto his back, the dragon yelping as he was pinned by the adult lizard.  His purple eyeshadow glistened with a terrible look, his smile creeping wide as he unbuttoned Spyro's blue shirt, then bent down to kiss his neck.  The youth squirmed trying to pull away, but the moment he tried to roll, he was grabbed by the snout and Gex's face suddenly changed.
        "Don't be a shitscale," he hissed with venomous eyes, "you wanna make it big, li'l guy?"
        "M-MMMH!"
        "Acting is about making your body do things you wouldn't do yourself, right?  So right now you're little Jess, and Dave here is gonna give you the best night of your life."
        "B-but, w-wait, Mr. Gex, I-i-i'm not, this feels weird, shouldn't we-"
        "We?" the lizard shook his head.  "There ain't no 'we' yet, especially if you act like a little faggot."
He went back to kissing, his yellow lips plucking over the bronze scales as one hand slid down the dragon's belly.  Spyro moaned with tightening claws, a thickening fog curling from his nostrils from a natural urge to fight back.
        "Lesson two, kid."  Gex gripped the dragon's snout.  "Control your body, or this little piggy-drake gonna squeal all the way back to Greece."
        "But, I-i...aaah, this feels weird!"
        "Because you're acting like a bitch!"  The lizard jabbed his face.  "What are you bored already with your one game, do you WANT to be a failure?!"
        "N-no?!"
        "Then don't Bubsy your way outta this, I got two games under my belt, I know what it takes to be a success, now are you gonna be a good boy, or do I deport your ass back home?"
        "I...I-i am a good boy," Spyro pulled back his neck, "mom said I was!"
        "Well good boys listen to grown-ups," the gecko tapped his snout, "and if you don't do what I say, I'm gonna tell her how disappointed I am in you, and then your life'll end in some little skate park with all your little friends, going nowhere, cuz you were of a sissy little fag to take the plunge."
        "I'm...I-i-i'm not a faggot," the dragon stuttered with tears welling up, "what is that even?"
        "It means a little dragon boy who whines instead of acts, now keep that smoghead of yours shut and get your head back in the game."
The gecko's smile showed all his teeth, a biting creak in his jaw that frightened the child.  He nodded with a frown, leaning back to let Gex explore his body, a shivering moan from his touch.  The adult producer kissed down his belly, each planting suck making Spyro twinge and flex his claws in disgust.  The gecko's fingers were so sticky, popping off his scales, caressing his shape, coveting him with terrible whispers.
The fingers soon peeked at his slit, rubbing between the back legs, causing Spyro to gasp and cringe through his spine, when Gex pushed inside his most intimate place.  Sliding his digit back and forth, he stuffed the genital slit and teased around the little head of the underaged dragon, the warmth rippling through his hand as the dragon flexed his thighs.
        "You got a nice body," whispered the gecko, "stronger than the other boys I taught."
        "O-other, boys?" Spyro hissed.
        "Oh yeah, you ain't the first one I had here, gotta get a business yanno...I always thought you dragons were a little different from the rest of us but I'm looking at you now...and you're just another animal."
        "W-well, I...I dunno about that, I clean my room and I don't drink out the carton-"
        "Ohhh look at you," Gex gripped the boy's chin, "you think you're so perfect huh?"
        "Uh, no?"
        "Little Lord Fauntleroy prancing around with your manicured talons and yet you got a body just like mine."
        "HA-AAH!"
The producer's other hand slipped down to the ass, leaving a trail of musky slime from the genital slit.  His finger teased around the hole and carefully poked in the dark-pink donut beneath his tail.
        "S-sir, wh-why are you touching me there?"
        "Cuz I wanna know what you are," said the lizard, pushing in, "I need to know your body, what you can do, call it a test of your acting skill.  It's not just your voice the kids love, but your body too."
        "I...I guess that makes sense, a-aaah, feels weird."
        "Yeah, but you'll get used to it.  I got used to it too, so you just let me handle ya.  All the grown-up stuff, I'll take care of, you just do what I say, and play out the scene."
        "Right...the scene, wait, wasn't I a girl-"
        "Sh-sh-sh-just shut up...shut, your little cave-pissing mouth."
The drake was partially confused, his face twisting with a growing fear as Gex fingered his ass deeper.  One finger was pretty loose and easy due to the boy's larger body, but two fingers made him squeak and buck with a moan, before Gex moved his hand back to the peeking cock.
A sprouting from the slit as the gecko stroked him off, he smooched over Spyro's neck, laying down beside him with a breathy hiss, his long tongue dragging over the scales, his sucker-like fingertips popping from the fleshy little root.
        "I never touched a four-legs before," the lizard muttered, "you got a tight slit down there, like fingering a baby's ass."
        "N-nnngh, haaah!"
        "Not that I hate it...heh...actually makes me harder an-oh, hellooooo."
        "E-EEEH!"
As he fingered the boy further, Gex felt a lump arising within the slit, pushing out a lumpy gourd shape that throbbed with a newfound sensation.
        "Wh-what, what's that?!" Spyro squeaked.
        "What, you never been hard before?" the gecko smirked.  "You never touch yourself down there?"
        "N-no?  I just pee outta there."
        "Ohohoh...ohhh fuck, you are saying all the right words to me now, you cutie little smoghead."
The gecko stroked his new boy off, his suction-cups grinding down the little shaft as the dragon whimpered with writhing fits.  All whist the producer suckled on Spyro's neck, his moans rumbling into the boy's throat to make him shiver awfully.  The child clenched his paws with each stroke, this terrible new sensation that was oddly pleasurable and yet strangely wrong at the same time.
Gex felt the same too, which was why he loved it all the more.  His mouth slithered down the boy's belly once again, reaching that sweet virgin shaft as he wrapped his tongue around it, causing Spyro to stiffen up and squeal.  The slimy mascot swallowed it to the hilt, suckling with a greedy bliss as his eyes rolled up at such a forbidden taste.
        "Wh-wha, NNNNGH!" the dragon blushed and covered his snout.  "Why are you s-sucking my thing, that's gross!"
        "Mmmm, mmmlah!" Gex licked over the meat.  "Cuz you're a sexy little wingback and I'm gonna teach you how to act."
        "Is this, a-acting?!"
        "Now pretend you're liking it, I'm your big handsome boyfriend like in the script.  Who knows, you might end up liking it for real."
        "Um, o-okay...D-dave."
He struggled to keep his smile, watching Gex suck him off and cause a strange tight heat to rile up in his little dick.  The gecko's tongue was ravenous, slorping all the way down into his slit and writhing deep like a tapeworm, clenching under the knot to savour the rich taste of young boymeat.  Spyro bucked and squirmed all the while, his sweet panting moans filling the lizard's ears.
Despite his years of playing a horny heterosexual, Gex found something delicious about boys.  That salty cream from "special fans" he had in his room over the years, and through his gluttonous lust he started to crave for something more sweet.  Then he found his favourite taste, the one that was about to come when Spyro squealed.
        "A-AAAH, AAAAH!  M-MISTER-H-HAAAH, D-DAAAVE!"
His first orgasm flooded his brain with a new sensation, a wondrous storm of heated red and a frantic pulse.  His heart thumped against his chest, a sickly boil in his stomach caused his lungs to heat up and he choked on his own smoke.  But being still so young, he had no cum to give, which excited Gex even more who sucked hard as he could.
It wasn't the seed he relished from such an innocent bod, but the trembling warmth, the sweat and juices filling up beneath the base that he sucked dry.  The gecko only stopped sucking once Spyro stopped throbbing, the youngster's eyes rolling back with heavy pants.
        "God damn," the gecko shivered, "you're the tastiest li'l fuck I ever had."
        "Haaah...a-aaah...a-are we still acting?" he gasped.
        "I think you know what we're doing."  Gex crawled over his body.  "I never done this stuff with a quadruped...you're as big as me and you're only eight."
        "Yeah, um...wh-what are you doing?"
        "I'm gonna make you a star, Spyro.  I'm gonna teach your body what it's like, to be almost as good as me."
        "Really?" the drake pulled back his paws.  "How are you gonna do that?"
        "Well, you gotta help me first."  Gex sat up on his belly to push out his cock in front.  "Suck it."
        "But...but that's your thingie-"
        "It's called, my dick.  You suck it, like I sucked you, you wingbacked, smog-burning half-breed."
The gecko's face twisted again, a terrible bite in his teeth as Spyro leaned forwards to lick across the lizard meat.  Like the youth, he also had a slit, from which a pale cock slipped free like a blunt rising dagger.  The dragon sucked him off, clumsy at first, as he felt  Gex grab his horns and fuck his face.
The four-legged starlet was large enough to not choke, but his eyes still watered with discomfort at the gecko taking advantage, a bestial pant from the adult who hammered with lean hips.  The cock tasted better than Spyro expected, slightly sour like a cheap gummy worm as he sucked with gentle obedience.
        "H-h-hohhhh yeah...that's a good burner bitch, you're makin' your mommy proud with this.  She called me up, j-just yesterday...said whatever I had to do to make you the biggest star, I should do it.  So remember, you don't do what I say...you disappointing mommy."
With a trembling tear down his cheek, the very thought of upsetting his mother made Spyro get a lump in his throat.  He closed his eyes and bobbed faster, slobbering his hot tongue and wrapping round the throbbing meat, trying to mimic what Gex had done to him.
        "Mmmmmmh...ohhh you're a fast learner eh?  Suck cock like a champ dontcha, you faggot?  I like boys a lot more than girls, that's my real secret fer you.  All that prancin' around with the ladies, that's all show...but when you're in this place, you learn to appreciate some of the finer things in life."
His hand slid down Spyro's face, slipping under the chin to feel that gulping motion.
        "You ever fucked any other kids, Spyro?"
        "Mm-mmm," he mumbled.
        "You know what fucking is, right?  When your mom an' dad get together an' have some special fun in their room?"
        "Mmmmm, mmhmm?" he muttered curious.
        "Well that's what we're gonna do.  It's a special thing to do with someone ya like.  And I like you, Spyro.  I think...you're my favourite boy already, fer just how cute and eager you are."
A creeping blush came over the dragon's face, before the cock slipped free from his mouth and Gex crawled back down the body.  Spyro felt something prod at his tailhole, a soft squeak as he looked in the gecko's eyes.
        "What...what are you doing?"
        "I'm gonna fuck you, duh," Gex rolled his eyes, "I thought you knew what it was."
        "I-i...I dunno what, th-that's a bad word."
        "Oh sweet Shirley fucking Temple, alright, SEX then?!  Yanno, mom and dad, get a little randy, sneak off to their room?!"
        "O-ohhh, right!" the dragon nodded.  "I never seen what they do but, mom's always happy when she comes back out."
        "Well now we're doing it."  Gex rubbed his dick on the scaly pucker.  "Now you're a big boy, arentcha?  You wanna be a big star?"
        "Mmmm, yeah?"
        "Then you'll let me fuck you.  Just lay back, and let daddy Gex give you your first cuz I do not wanna miss out on this sweet little baby ass."
With unsteady aim, the lizard shuddered at the tight resistance when he shoved his way in.  Spyro yelped and straightened his back, the odd pressure into his rear as his muscles pushed back.  Gex went in harder, grabbing the boy's back legs to angle deeper inside, shoving all of his length slowly into the tight virgin hole.
        "A-AAAAH!  OWWW!"
        "NNNGH, god you're a tight bitch!" the lizard hissed.  "S'like fucking a puppy."
        "But, but it feels-OWWW, it hurts!"
        "What'd I say about doing stuff for me, eh?!"  The gecko leaned forth with a sneer.  "You want me to call your mom, tell her you're too much a coward, a little Bobby Driscoll bitch!?"
        "N-no, no don't tell her, I'll be good!"
        "Then swallow yer damn pride and let daddy Gex inside ya."
A nervous laugh rattled out of the gecko, excitement thumping in his chest as he hilted into the boy.  Spyro winced at the terrible feeling, the grinding flesh in his anal walls, the sinful look of the producer licking his lips, and the shaking of the couch from every slap of Gex's thighs.  Despite the gecko being smaller in dick size, the drake's clenching resistance made it only worse to feel.
The gecko however enjoyed the extra tightness, a body big enough to take him at his full force, but still so young to be supple within.  Panting whimpers rose from the dragon, his face contorting with every blunt stab of the Hollywood dick.  Gex laid down on top of him, stuffing his crotch against Spyro's ass, the boy's shaft twitching between their bellies.
The sofa shook with the dragon's struggling, his panting whines like a lame dog as the gecko kissed over his neck and belly.  The sweat rising from the youth tingled on Gex's tongue, that coiled around his throat and squeezed like a python, before slithering up to the mouth and licking over the snout.
        "A-AAH!  NNNGH, Mr. Gex, please s-stop!"
        "Eh-EH, NUH!" his tongue suddenly jerked back to his maw.  "What'd I just fuckin' say?!  You wanna be a mascot, you lift that tail up like the goats you got back home."
        "I, I-i dunno any goats!"
        "Oh I bet you do," the gecko licked over the belly, "you gemsuckers always do, even the whiny ones, now spread your legs like a good little puppy."
For some reason, the dragon liked being called a puppy, his eyes glistening with tears as he tried to smile through the growing pain.  The more Gex fucked, the further it receded as he felt a wave of instinctive pleasure.  The lizard saw Spyro's face light up with a moan and kept pumping away, precum spilling across the walls to help ease his fucking.
The dragon cleared his mind of worry as best he could, wanting to trust this grown-up with his debonair wit and quick-thinking tongue, too young to understand half of his references but seeing everyone loved him.  He was just strange because his world was strange, surely he had good intentions to put so much of his time and effort into helping a newcomer.
That was what Spyro assumed, and the odd feeling inside him seemed to confirm it, for after that brief twinge of pain from his spreading rear, there was a trickling warmth that petered through his passage.  His cock twitched once more, as Gex pulled him into another kiss, still something the dragon did not enjoy.  But he was more willing this time, his eyes closing to let the adult taste him.
As they smooched once more, the lizard slowed down his fucking, grinding his hips to angle his lance and drive down against the drake's rippling walls, causing Spyro to squeal in his throat.  The gecko's tongue was insidious, searching everywhere to a place it had not yet infected with his saliva, slurping inside the cheeks and slipping beneath Spyro's tongue.
        "Mmmmhhh...yeah, good li'l hatchling," he whispered, "daddy Gex likes boys who wanna have fun, you like fun dontcha?"
        "M-mmm, mmmhmm!" Spyro gasped.  "It...it feels nice now."
        "Told ya, didn't I?  Just gotta trust me, I'm doing all of this fer your own good, I coulda picked anyone else."
        "I know, sir...s-sorry, it's all so new to me that I-HAH!"
        "S'alright Spyry," Gex smooched over his cheek, "yer a good puppy, but you gotta promise me one thing."
        "Mmm, yeah?"
        "Don't tell nobody what we do here...this is my special teaching, s'what we call a trade secret.  Yer not a blabbermouth, are ya?"
        "No, n-no sir!" the dragon mewled, feeling his legs tighten.  "I-i won't, say anything, m-my thingie's twitching again!"
        "Thassit," the producer whispered, "yer a good little bitch fer me now...the best, I've had, yet, N-NNNNGH SH-SHIRLEY MACLAINE!"
With a panting cry, he slammed once more to ruin Spyro's cherry, popping his pucker full of rich gecko seed.  The dragon came in turn with another dry orgasm, a well of bliss surging through his form and swamping his brain with adult sensations.
Gex made sure to keep fucking and kissing through the boy's spasms, smacking with wet hips as a dribbling white trickled down the dragon's tail.  By his newfound lust, Spyro would smooch him back, diving his tongue into the adult's and sucking with a strange hunger that surprised even himself.  Soon his body stopped twitching, the anal walls milking Gex of all his pervert seed, and then he would pull out.
        "Hoo...fuck your ass is good," he grinned with a giddy laugh, "tighter than Roseanne Barr's pants."
        "Uhh...I...th-that was, fun?" Spyro smirked with painful look.  "I think it was, maybe?"
        "Well it's not about what you think," Gex slid off the couch, "it's about what you DO, and you're going to do what I ask.  I know all the ways this business can break ya, so you just stick close to me, and you'll reach the top."
        "Okay sir," the drake rolled off the sofa with a leaking hole, "did I do okay?"
        "Ohoh, kid."  The gecko cupped his head.  "You're gonna be great, a real legend, I know you will.  I'm the only one who's gonna put everything I got into making you great, you can trust me."
        "Sure!  Thank you...do I have to do that stuff with you again?"
        "When I want it, so we keep ya sharp, or else you're gonna look an idiot in front of the camera, and we don't want your mom thinking you wasted everyone's time, right?"
        "No, totally, you're right!"
Gex walked over to his desk and rang a bell.  The turtle butler arrived with a bow, sweeping his hand to lead Spyro out the office.
        "Alf'll take you to your room," the gecko slumped into his chair, "we'll talk business stuff tomorrow, get yourself settled in and anything you want, just ask him."
        "Okay," Spyro nodded, "thanks, Mr. Gex."
There was a noticeable slump in the dragon's gait when he left that room.  His eyes had been bright and sparkling, excited with prospects, but now a small flicker of doubt had crept in to glaze over his pupils.  His footsteps dragged with a strange exhaustion, his smile still there, but a little forced like a cousin trying to remember the bride's name.
As he followed Alfred through the terracotta halls, beneath posters and strange tiki masks with unsettling curled lips, Spyro discovered a room that was oddly child-like in its offerings.  A game console from last generation, some posters of shows he vaguely recalled, and some race car tracks.
        "Hey, does Mr. Gex have a son?" the dragon asked.
        "No," the turtle shook his head, "this is the guest room for all of our future clients."
        "So, he's had other kids before me?"
        "He has represented many mascots, yes."
        "Did...can I ask you something, Mr. Alfred?"  Spyro scratched at the floor with a nervous grin.  "Did he...uh, did he ever kiss any other boys?"
        "Master Gex is contemporary," said the butler with a bow, "his words may be crude, but his love of the industry knows no bounds, especially when it comes to the future stars."
        "So it's...it's okay then?  I never kissed a guy before, we did this scene and it was-"
        "He has performed that scene many times.  He is...a professional.  I hope that you will be the same, young Spyro, for Hollywood has no time for amateurs."
        "Huh...well, I wouldn't be an amateur if I got brought here, right?"
        "Exactly."  Alfred grinned, stepping away.  "I shall leave you to it, ring the bell for any service you need."
The door was closed and Spyro sat on his new bed.  He found himself staring at the wall too long, his mind a threaded haze as something churned in his stomach.  Seven different emotions were fuming in his body, which to him felt like his body had been wrung through the dryer.  Did all media stars feel this way?  He wanted to ask Gex again, but something made him fearful.
Then he closed his eyes, and swallowed his worries down into the pit of his stomach.  A place he would become familiar with, over the course of his future career.  He forced himself to smile, with eyes hardening as his childhood gleam would fade.
        "Yer just nervous...it's cool, it's...it's fine.  Mr. Gex knows what's good for ya, he said so himself.  He knows all the stuff you don't, he's gotten two games already!  Yeah...I'm just nervous.  Don't worry about it."
And he never would.  The longer he ignored the fears, the more easy he accepted Gex into his life.  From above his bed, a tiny camera peeked through a hole in the ceiling, where the gecko watched from his computer.  His smile grew at another boy tucked under his wing, as he started stroking off to the sleeping child star.", "pools_count": 0, "title": "Spyro and Gex: A Private Casting", "deleted": "f", "public": "t", "mimetype": "text/rtf", "pagecount": "1", "rating_id": "2", "rating_name": "Adult", "ratings": [ { "content_tag_id": "4", "name": "Sexual Themes", "description": "Erotic imagery, sexual activity or arousal", "rating_id": "2" } ], "submission_type_id": "12", "type_name": "Writing - Document", "guest_block": "t", "friends_only": "f", "comments_count": "6", "views": "1508" }