Mel sighed.


He stared up at the brick building that was to be his new home for the foreseeable future. ‘Orp-anage’ it read, one of the letters missing and appearing to have fallen off some time ago. The place looked rather run down, faded colors and overgrowth dotted the place. He looked up at the lady escorting him, a tall slender panther, someone from social services. 


“It looks better on the inside… a bit. But you’ll only be here for a while until we get in touch with any of your remaining family, alright?” Mel nodded, but didn't feel better about his situation. He adjusted the heavy bag holding his only possessions and stepped forward, the door opening as he was about to grab the handle.


In the open doorway stood another feline, a bit on the shorter side with graying orange fur and drooping whiskers. “Oh my, here so soon? Come in, come in! The children are just finishing playtime and will be having lunch in a few moments. Why don't you leave your bag at the door and I'll have one of the boys take it to your room as you go meet your new friends! I'm going to have a nice chat with this lovely young lady and will be right with you!”


Mel sighed and did as he was told, leaving the bag at the door as he stepped inside. Near the door was a large mirror, his reflection stared back at him as the sudden movement had startled him. He was a young teen, mid growth spurt. His lanky figure was having difficulty keeping up with his increased height. He was dragonkin of the furred variety, a black and white coloration with a tuxedo pattern mostly hidden by his shirt and shorts. His horns were just starting to come in and his tail was already quite long and getting longer each day. At least he didn't have to worry about wings as it wasnt in his family… 


His thoughts trailed off for a moment at the thought of his family, before he shook his head and moved on. He never met any other dragonkin around his age and he doubted there would be any here.


He followed the sound of the ruckus children make when in a group together, coming upon a rather large room with an open clearing in the middle. A number of toys and games were in the middle of being put away as cubs and teens of various ages ran amok. A few older boys hanging near the back looking bored and moody, some girls doing the same in the other corner, preteens wanting to have fun with the younger kids but also trying to act older and then the children oblivious to their surroundings just caught in the moment. And not one of them was draconic, most species being canine or feline as usual.


It wasn't long before a few of the older kids caught sight of Mel standing there awkwardly. One of the tabby feline boys stood and approached him, “Hey there new kid. Just get here?” He asked. Mel simply nodded. “Ah, yeah we’ve all been there. First few weeks are going to be awkward as hell, but we're all kinda like a family here. Some more than others, but give it time and you’ll find a few friends. Do you know which room is yours yet?”


Before Mel could shake his head, the older feline from before suddenly appeared beside him, causing him to jump back a bit, “Oh! Sorry deary. Gyne be a dear and take his bags to room twelve? And show him around a bit as well, lunch will be ready soon.”


The feline nodded, “Yes Ma’am.” He took Mel’s bag in his hand and turned to him, “THis everything? Oh right, the name’s Gyne. Room twelve? You’ll have a bunk mate, he's a bit younger but a good kid, shy like you. His name is Felix…” Gyne paused to look out over the room, searching for him. “I don't see him at the moment but you’ll meet him at dinner I'm sure. He's brown with orange stripes if you see him. Anyway, come on.”


Gyne led Mel around the premises, showing where the male and female bathrooms were, the shower rooms, locker rooms, the door to the back yard, and the stairwell leading to the second floor. There the hall was split with girls on one side and boys on the other. As he was being led to his room, he reflected on what the social services lady said, it was a bit nicer inside. Like a well kept home that's been lived in for a while.


“Here you are, looks like you’ve got top bunk, keep the guard rail up just in case, there's a desk and a large closet for your things. Other than that it's quite sparse but does the job.” Gyne said as he set Mel’s things by the closet. “Come on, it should be time for lunch.” Mel nodded and went to follow, growing more nervous as the reality of his situation was settling in more and more.


They headed back downstairs and into the other large room they passed earlier connected to the main hall. Inside a number of long tables with plates set out filled the room, almost like a school cafeteria. Along the far wall a few of the older kids and young adults worked the food counter, serving up food to everyone passing with a tray in hand.


“Ever had a school like this?” Mel nodded, “Same thing, grab a tray, wait in line, get the slop or whatever it is then find a seat.” Gyne led him to the end of the line and grabbed them both a tray, passing one to Mel as they stood in line. Gyne stood there in silence before looking down to Mel, “Are you normally this shy or is it more of a shock thing?” Mel blinked back in response and shrugged, “A-a bit of both…” he managed.


“Ah he does talk!” Gyne grinned, “What’s your name?”


“... Mel.”


“Well Mel, nice to meet ya. I’d invite you to our table but I think I see your roommate Felix sitting alone over in the corner there. You should probably go and introduce yourself and share a meal and all that.” He explained. Mel simply nodded as they stood in line. Gyne filed the time telling him about the various activities they all did at the orphanage. He also explained there was a school nearby that catered to students around his age and that older kids like Gyne had to take a bus to the school across town. 


With the explanations done and food now in hand, Gyne bid him farewell and headed off to join his friends at their table, a few giving him snarky comments about having to take care of a new kid. Gyne laughed if off, Mel caught a few words of his response in his favor and Mel decided Gyne was a nice enough guy and it wasn’t all just an act.


For his part, Mel made his way to the mostly empty table, a few girls gathered on one end while his supposed roommate Felix sat alone on the other. Looking him over, Mel estimated him to be about nine or ten years old, while he was thirteen himself. Not much of an age difference but enough to matter sometimes.


He sat down from across him, trying to act like a cool older kid like Gyne. The false bravado quickly faded as soon as he started talking. “Hey, I'm Mel, I'm new here…. And uhh… I was told that we;re roommates so… hi.”


Felix looked up at him as he trailed off, almost studying him for a moment before breaking the awkward silence, “.... Are you a dragon?”


The sudden question seemed to be hilarious to the girls at the edge of the table, making fun of him for asking in the first place as it was a bit obvious. He didn't seem to notice or care, so Mel ignored them as well. 

He nodded, “Yes, the furred kind. My horns are growing in, you can kind of see them.” He said, ducking his head a bit to show the pair of black nubs emerging through his black fur.


“Cool.” Felix said with a bit of a smile. “I've never met a dragon before. Is it true you can breathe fire? Does it hurt? Do you have wings? Are your teeth sharp? Do you eat raw meat? Are you a werewolf?”


The barrage of weirder questions left him speechless but the last question stunned him a bit. “Sorry, I get excited easily and ask a lot of questions… so I don't really have friends.”


Mel took a moment to compose himself, doing his best to be friendly towards his weird roommate. “Well, uh, I’ll try to answer your questions but like, not so many at once?” Felix’s eyes seemed to light up as he smiled in excitement for a moment before clasping his mouth shut in his paws. 


Mel chuckled at the display, warming up to the excitable cub. “Heh, well, uh, I take after my dad’s side so I can spit up some weak acid, but he could spit like thirty feet and melt metal with it. It kinda tingles but not too bad… uh, no wings, my teeth are pretty sharp i guess and i haven't eaten raw meat, i hear it's bad for you. And no, not a werewolf.”


At that Felix let out a huge sigh of relief, “Good, I hate werewolves. They ate my mom and dad so I'm stuck here now.” He said almost casually as he resumed eating. Hel’s jaw dropped open in shock, and a few clatters of dropped forks and spoons said pretty much the same of those around them.


“... Fuck man...” Mel was at a loss for words.


Felix shrugged, “Yeah I get that reaction a lot. I’m in therapy for it and they said talking about it helps but I don’t get it. They give me free ice cream though!” With that he finished up his plate of food and pointed at Mel’s barely touched food, “You should hurry up, they don't like stragglers and were basically free to do whatever till bedtime.”


Mel watched him get up and wander off, depositing his dirty tray in the receiving window to be washed before leaving the cafeteria. Mel spent the rest of his meal in thought before leaving as well. He dropped off his tray and looked around, Gyne and the others had already left for parts unknown and he found himself alone in a crowd. 


He headed out, feeling a familiar pressure in his gut he sought out the bathrooms. It didn't take long to find them, he quickly ducked into the male restroom. Inside there was a pair of urinals and a pair of stalls. He made his way to the second stall at the end and closed the door behind him. The latch was broken and barely stayed shut, and there was quite a gap between the door and the frame which anyone could look through if they wanted, or bend over to peek under the door. He blushed at the thought.


Mel had a bit of a unique anatomy, even among dragonkin. While he was male for all intents and purposes, that being a male figure, frame, voice, fur patterns, and muzzle shape, between his legs he lacked the male genitals. Instead as he removed his shorts and panties, nestled between his furry thighs was a fuzzy pair of vulva. He sat down and leaned forward with his legs pressed together, just in case anyone entered and got too curious for their own good.


It took a moment for him to relax, but soon the air was filled with the sound of urine splashing into the bowl. He let out a sigh of relief as the pressure subsided in his abdomen. After a moment the stream became a trickle, then petered off. He grabbed the tissue from the roll nearby and listened to his surroundings. Hearing nothing and confirming he was still alone, he leaned back and spread his leg. THe peach fuzz on his pussy was wet with piss. He dabbled it up then used his fingers to spread them, revealing the pink insides. His clit throbbed at the touch of the toilet paper as he dabbed away the mess soaking his vulva. 


Finished, he dropped the tissue into the bowl and stood, pulling up his panties and shorts in a fluid motion before flushing it all away. He stepped out and made quick work of washing and drying his hands. Sufficiently dried off he headed out, this time making his way to his new room.


Quickly finding room twelve, he opened the door and stepped in. He stopped as he was greeted with an embarrassing sight, Felix was standing over his now open bag of belongings, his few clothing items strewn about. Felix himself was mostly naked, except for a pair of Mel’s pink panties hugging his crotch tightly and outlining his bulge.


“What the fuck!?” Mel exclaimed, quickly closing and locking the door. “Why are you going through my things!? A-and wearing my underwear!?”


Felix jumped in fight, letting out a squeak of terror as he cowered away from Mel, tears in his eyes, “DON'T EAT ME!” Mel blinked as mild confusion broke through his anger, the comment about werewolves eating his parents coming to the forefront.


He took a deep breath and pinched his nose, “I’m not a werewolf… I'm just a bit upset because you’re going through my things!”


Felix seemed to snap out of it and really look and see Mel, before his face went beet red, “I-I-Uh, I’m Sorry!” He said, arms flailing in a panic as he looked everywhere but Mel, “I-I heard that older boy had naughty mags and I got curious to see if you had any but you didn't and I found girl’s underwear and then thought it might be more comfortable than boy underwear so I tried one on but they are very tight!”


Mel sputtered in response, “Wha-No! I don't have those things! Even if I did that's no reason to snoop! You should just ask! Uhg! And take them off before you stretch them!” Mel commanded, pointing to the boy’s crotch.


Felix sniffled as he held back his tears from getting scolded. He hooked his fingers under the hem and pulled the panties off, handing them over without looking at Mel before sitting on the bed in the nude, head in his hands. Mel checked the panties to make sure they weren't ruined or sullied, thankfully not. He folded them and set them aside, moving to clean up the rest of his strewn undergarments and fold them back up.


The entire time Mel worked, Felix avoided looking at him until the last of it was put away in a drawer. Bag now empty, he shoved it into the bottom drawer and closed it up. “... Just, don't do it again. I’m still a bit mad about it, but I understand you were curious.”


Felix sniffed back his snot and wiped his eyes, calming down now that emotions weren't so high, “Um… why do you wear panties anyway?”


Mel shook his head, a simple reason coming to mind, “Because that’s all I have.” Felix nodded in understanding as Mel continued, “Why are you still naked?”


Felix glanced down at his sheath and balls as though noticing them for the first time. Mel did as well, following his gaze before he could stop himself. For being a few years younger than him, he seemed to be maturing in that area at a steady pace, which explained the curiosity of porn mags. 


Mel shook his head and tore his gaze away as Feliz responded, “Oh, I’m used to it. My parents didn't really care if I was naked when I was younger, and here they only care if I'm naked in the common areas… You can be naked here too if you want, I think it would be fun! The old roommates didn't like it and I had to move rooms a lot…” 


Mel thought it over, while he had no intentions of walking around with his pussy hanging out for anyone to see and oust him for it, he had never seen a boy's parts before and he’d be lying if he said he wasn't curious to see more of it. Not to mention he seemed genuinely sad that he might have to move rooms again if Mel had an issue with it. He bit his lip for a moment before responding, “I… I guess I don't mind if you want to be naked or not around me…” He paused, second guessing if he should say the next part before continuing, “And I don't mind if you need to, you know, jack off or whatever…” he finished, his nethers growing moist at the thought of seeing the boy touching himself and shooting his cum all over, as he assumed happened. 


His previous sexual experiences amounted to the birds and the bees talk with his parents, and his mom explaining womanhood to him before visiting a doctor and learning he was effectively sterile, his mom taking it harder than he did. Beyond medical diagrams and his own exploration he was in the dark for the most part.


“Wow, really?!” Felix exclaimed as he jumped up from the bed, his sheath and balls bouncing with every movement, “My other roommates said that was super gay! I don't know what that means, but I'm happy I can be myself around you!”


Mel smiled, eyes still glancing at his package, “Just stay out of my things and we’ve got a deal.” Felix nodded and hopped in excitement.


“Yeah! Oh right, Did you have dirty mags?” He asked as he headed to his drawers.


“Uh, no, I don't. I've never even seen one myself.” Mel responded, curious as to what he was doing. Felix was on his hands and knees as he searched his dresser for something, his rear on full display, the orbs between his legs almost pulsing as they swayed back and forth. Mel felt a bit of tingling in his abdomen as the wetness in his pants grew. “Why do you ask?”


“Oh! I wanted to add to my collection. Want to see?”  Mel blushed under his fur and nodded, moving to sit on Felix’s bed. A moment of rummaging later and Felix sat next to him with a few magazines. After a glance at the cover it was clear that these weren't “dirty” magazines as he had thought, instead they were various underwear catalogs.


“This is the good stuff, there's a few you can see a bit of the camel toe! Though an older boy told me a lot of these are photoshopped to remove them, I still like how flat the groin is. Look!” He said, opening up to a random page and pointing out the panties. 


Mel had seen his fair share of panty mags, shopping for them with his mother. He never really saw the model wearing them and never really noticed the appeal, but here having it pointed out to him by a horny preteen he was beginning to see the appeal. That being the pink rocket slowly emerging from its sheath as the owner pointed out various models showing off the form fitting panties. Mel nodded along and said a word here or there, pretending to look at the magazine but he was focussed on the cock expanding before his eyes. It stopped growing at around five inches, a number of small spines jutted off from it. He wanted to see more, but settled on simply watching. He had his hands in his lap as he looked over at Felix and his erection. Seeing that Felix was engrossed in the panty mag, Mel slowly ran his fingers along the outside of his shorts, the feeling transferring to his wet cunt. He felt around where his clit was and started rubbing his shorts around that area, touching himself next to the oblivious boy.


His breathing grew deeper as the familiar sensations ran through his body as he lightly touched and teased himself. This went unnoticed as the cub moved a hand away from the magazine and instead wrapped around his cock, stroking it slowly and letting out mewls and hisses of pleasure. Mel suddenly felt his pussy ache, almost needing to ride the cock as he heard Felix’s lewd moans. He bit his lip, holding back as the thought of taking off his pants and ramming his fingers into his cunt flooded his mind. He resisted, however. The threat of being blue balled was nothing compared to the level of scrutiny and hatred he would receive should others find out about his anatomy.


Instead he leaned in closer, implying looking closer at the panties while instead watching him rub his dick. He may not be the most experienced at masturbation, but to Mel it was like watching a movie for the first time and wanting to try it for himself afterwards. A bead of clear fluid formed on the tip of his feline cock, Felix either didn't notice or seem to care, focussed on the task at hand as he was. 


Mel watched as the pre gathered more and more till dripping down the length of his cock and getting swept up in the movement of his hand. His pace soon picked up and his cock seemed to swell. A moment later Felix grunted, his cock twitching in his hand as a rather small amount of cum shot out, splattering on his hand and legs as he moved the magazine out of the way. He runted cutely as his cock pulsed in his grip, letting out a mewl of pleasure before the twitching subsided and he leaned over against Mel.


“Oh wow… Doing that with company is so much better! Thank you Mel! I'm glad we can be friends!” He said, almost cuddling into Mel.


In search of a distraction, Mel looked out the window and saw the sun beginning to set. “Didn't you say there was a curfew?”


“Oh! Yeah that's going to be soon.” He says, jumping up. His softening cock bounced around and splashed the last of its cum all over the floor, some landing on Mel. As Felix hurried and stored the magazine, Mel used a finger to scoop up some cum and have a bit of a taste. AS it touched his tongue Mel was assaulted by the tangy, bitter yet salty taste. He shook his head to clear it, but the taste lingered,


“Well, that was fun, but I think I'm going to turn in for the day, get the light when you're ready, would you?” Mel asked as he retrieved his sleeping clothes from the dresser. He then climbed into his bunk and pulled the covers over himself. 


Once safely hidden, he slipped out of his shorts and panties, using them to dab at the excess moisture to clean himself up a bit. He hadn't cum yet, but he was more tired than horny anyway. Once sufficiently dry, he pulled up his PJ’s. They were loosely fitting and sported cartoon characters on them. With that solved he shoved the soiled panties and the shorts to the foot of the bed to be dealt with tomorrow.


Hearing Felix stop shuffling around he wished him a good night, and closed his eyes as the lights went out. The darkness shifted, and instead he found himself back home, his mother at the kitchen table and his father getting up to answer the door. There were some muffled words, and suddenly gunshots, far louder than movies would have you believe. There was yelling, and screaming, and everything was a blur as he and his mother ran. Then her face, perfect in every way, with a sad smile as Mel was shoved into a hole under a tree, then she was gone.


Mel awoke with a start, it was still pitch black and his pillow was wet with tears. He sniffed and held back sobs, trying to calm himself down, when he noticed he wasn't the only one having a hard time sleeping. Felix in the bed below him was tossing and turning, muttering and crying out soft mewls of pain and despair. Feeling pity, Mel reached down and tried to comfort him. He leaned over as far as he dared and ran his fingers over his head, “Shhh, it’s alright buddy. You’re safe now.”


It was a few moments before he calmed down and opened his teary eyes as well. “M-Mel?”


“Mhmm?”


“Can… Can I sleep with you?”


Mel thought it over, having someone or something to hug might help him sleep as well, “Sure, come on up.”


After a moment of shuffling and fighting over blankets, Mel was playing little spoon to the much smaller cub. It wasn't what he had in mind but being held was rather nice. Soon they both drifted back to sleep, and with the comfort of another they were able to get a full night's rest without interruption.


The next morning, Mel was woken up by a strange feeling between his legs. He reached down and soon found the culprit, Felix was still spooning him, and apparently had his morning wood shoved between his thighs. Mel’s PJ’s still separated them, but he could still feel the heat and the slight motions of his cock right against his vulva.


As he lay there, cock pressed against his pussy, he had the thought that if anything, his stay here would be much more interesting than he had first thought.