Azz was a 25-year-old wolf that lived alone in his new rented studio apartment. He'd just finished a business degree at his local community college, but hadn't found any prospective employers. On this particular evening, he muddled about his apartment wondering whether or not he should try to continue on for his Master's in business since all the applications he'd seen wanted an advanced education.

There were other options for the wolf. He'd done an odd job or two as a model, but he wasn't quite attractive enough to get consistent work as just a "look." The main issue was that while he was broad and obviously built, his lustrous black fur disguised the well-toned wall of muscle beneath it. Only when his fur was matted down could anyone see the true physique that he'd worked earnestly for years to maintain. 

There was also his boyfriend. Or...friends with benefits whenever anyone was around to overhear them. Lemmy was similar aged to him, but as a dragon he was from a different world. Whereas wolves were happy to mate with just about anyone, dragon society was incredibly judgmental of off-species pairings.

His "boyfriend" had offered on more than one occasion to "take care of him," since the dragon was rather well off due to his heritage and the privileges that it afforded him. Azz liked Lemmy enough. The sex was amazing and they got along well enough. The problem was when anyone else was around.

Lemmy was apparently famous for combining technology with magic to create electronic magical devices that could be loaded by your phone, like apps. They revolutionized life for people without magic and it was seen as a real step forward for people who wanted to close the gap between magic-users and normal people.

Lemmy was still relatively accepted by the dragon community because the apps only fired off low-level spells that any child could muster. For all the talk about evening the playing field, it was more like giving a toddler a stick to fight off a gun. Privately, he was seen as someone who was placating the non-magic community with parlor tricks. If it were to come out that his boyfriend was a wolf, however...the tone might change. At least that's what Lemmy told him.

It was likely why he wanted to "take care of him." They had to do a lot of sneaking around as a couple, ever since they first met. The dragon swore up and down that he'd never used his magic on Azz, but he used it on everyone around the wolf to make himself seem like just another wolf. When other magicians were around, he couldn't get away with this, though, and it had led to more than one problem in their relationship.

Still, Azz had never felt for anyone like he had for Lemmy. He was always the "keep your head down, work hard, and live your life privately" sort of person. The few sexual encounters he'd had before Azz were mostly make-out sessions that had been initiated by female friends. But Lemmy was different. He'd never forget the first time they met.

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It was at a club that a classmate had invited him to after finals were over. He wasn't much of a partier, but he also had no reason to decline. The club was impossibly loud and strobing multicolored lights pulsed in time with the beat. The feeling it produced in his heart was rhythmic and pleasant. Every so often he would nervously bob his head to the music, but he never fancied himself as much of a dancer.

It was early in the night. Probably no more than an hour after he got there. He always thought that he was alert, but he didn't notice it right away. His balance faltered for a moment when he was tugged. He knew he wasn't drunk since he hadn't had any to drink and had initially thought that someone had pushed him, yet the warm presence that interlaced with his fingers told him otherwise. Black wolves' blush couldn't be seen beneath their fur, but Azz was certain that he was doing exactly when his eyes finally caught sight of the person who'd pulled him onto the dance floor. 

Lemmy was wearing a pink shirt that barely managed to cover the red dragon's skinny chest. His soft salmon-colored underbelly accentuated that pink shirt under the constant strobing lights. Meanwhile, his bottom was a pair of black fabric short shorts that left little to the imagination, as you could clearly see the outline of the dragon's bulge from beneath it. The dragon wasted no time in spinning around and grinding his rump ever so subtly to any onlooker while his paws maneuvered Azz's, guiding the inexperienced wolf's hips to move along with his to the beat of the music as if nothing was amiss.

They weren't just grinding on the dance floor. Lemmy was an experienced player in this game. Azz could feel their shared heartbeat through his chest when the dragon nuzzled up against his taller frame and guided that wolf's paw down to his aroused crotch. The touch lasted momentarily. Lemmy took that paw and spun away while grasping it, smiling when he caught a glimpse of the wolf's face. He then began to break down into a series of smooth embellishes that the wolf couldn't help but mimic, mesmerized by the smaller dragon.

He was certain that his version of the dragon's movements was clunky and awkward in comparison, but it felt so natural to be doing those exact moves in time with the music. It was almost as if the dragon knew the creator of the music and had paired this dance with it, so in-sync was it to the beat and mood of the song. It was fun. He'd never danced before in front of others, but the dragon made him feel like it was a second skin that he'd never known he possessed. 

And when the music of the song finally hit the crescendo before the final beat, Lemmy pulled himself in closer, planting a peck on the wolf's muzzle before disappearing through the crowd of people that mingled about on the dance floor.

Azz spent the rest of the night trying to find the dragon in the club, but to no avail. His classmate even invited him to another dance, but it just wasn't the same. The movements weren't quite right and his mind just couldn't focus the way it had before. 

For days, the cute dragon was the only thing he could think about. And while he would never admit it to anyone, on more than one occasion, he got off on the thought of grinding against him once more.

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It wouldn't be until the next semester that Azz would meet him again in a computer science class. He almost didn't recognize him. The dragon was dressed very professionally for a student at a state college. When he saw that face, that blush from the dance floor returned and he was certain that he looked like a deer in the headlights. Lemmy bore a similar expression, but his expression then turned to one of worry as he quickly forcefully shook his paw in greeting. 

"Hi. It's nice to meet you," he said with a strained emphasis as he looked at the instructor in the room - another dragon who was staring very intently at them.

"Hi," Azz said as plainly as he could while returning the forced handshake. He couldn't lie. It hurt more than a little to see the boy of his dreams after so long only to be rebuffed.

Azz's gaze periodically wandered to the dragon and he would even occasionally catch him glancing back. The teacher was watching them and each of these shared glances would earn a stern a reprisal aimed his way after class from the instructor.

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Azz lived on the dorms at school at the time. He'd been assigned a roommate, but he rarely ever saw the nocturnal badger since they were asleep at different times. As a result, he didn't expect anyone to be in his room. So, it was quite a shock when he opened the door to see the dragon there in a school athletics uniform.

"What are you doing here?" Azz asked, more surprised than outraged although from the hurt expression on the dragon's face, he thought that might have felt more of the latter.

"I- Uh..." the dragon said, looking around the wolf and flicking his paw at the door, magically closing it. 

Azz turned around, startled by the noise and when he turned back around, the dragon's muzzle was on his, delivering a smooch on his tippytoes. Rather than shirk away, Azz's arms enveloped the smaller dragon, lifting him up towards him and forcing the kiss to intensify, opening his muzzle ever so slightly to deliver a lick to the face of the scaled red dragon's maw.

Lemmy's paws took Azz's and the wolf was transported back to that night as he was being pulled to a different kind of dance floor, flopping back-first onto his bed. Azz leapt on after him, straddling his legs wide on either side of his crotch as he leaned forth to deliver passionate kiss after kiss.

Just like before, Lemmy's paws were guiding Azz's to where they needed to be, lifting the dragon's athletic tee to reveal that soft pink underbelly even as his own polo was deftly pulled from his top to reveal his defined chest that Lemmy explored thoroughly with hungry grasps.

Their shorts came next with a little more effort. Azz's member poked out from his boxer shorts, revealing the long and girthy canine penis that rubbed against Lemmy's black jockstrap and teased the dragon's member to produce a puddle of precum against the strained fabric.

Lemmy leaned back after restraddling Azz, grabbing the canine's penis and pressing it against his exposed hole.

Azz let out a whined moan, grimacing at the sheer pleasure of feeling that dragon's rump pressed against him one more. He thought for a moment that he might cum right then and there and so he stopped the dragon with panted breaths, "w-wait."

Lemmy flashed a grin at the wolf as he let go, but kept it pressed against his puckered hole while he leaned forward and kissed him once more. "Yes?"

A spasmed cry of pleasure came from the teased wolf as he couldn't bring himself to pull his hips back to untangle the portion of his penis which was ever so slightly pressed inside of the dragon. "Do you have a condom?" he asked, more concerned with blowing his load too soon than the protection although it was also something he knew he should be doing.

"No, but your roommate did," he said, holding up the gold packaging in his fingers from seemingly nowhere. "Don't worry. I'll help you put it on." he said, hopping off of the bed and uncoupling his rump from the canine's needy penis.

Azz could only whimper needily while Lemmy took his time. The dragon's paws traveled to the wolf's waistband and then deeper to massage at the glutes hiding beneath. He leaned forward, his hot draconic breath teasing Azz's cock while he lowered those boxers slowly. The waistband pulled over the canine's needy cock and bounced back ever so slightly when it passed, but it was quickly steadied by none other than the dragons maw which took the tip in, licking at it ever so gingerly.

"F-fuck," Azz said, fighting his urge to mate with the dragon's muzzle even as he lifted himself up so that more of his cock was engulfed. 

Lemmy used that opportunity brilliantly, pulling the boxers off the rest of the way. Azz's groans of pleasure spurred him on as he bobbed on the canine's penis, making quick work of the condom's package but savoring the moment.

"S-stop. I'm gonna," Azz said, unable to help himself against the pleasurable feel of the dragon's maw on his penis. When he looked down to regard the dragon, he seemed happy, glancing up at the wolf as he encouraged more of the wolf's girth into his mouth.

"Ohh gods," the canine said, grabbing hold of the bed with both paws firmly as he couldn't resist humping the dragon's face. His penis spasmed and he forced himself to prevent a howl so as not to surprise the dragon. His semen gushed into the dragon's maw and he felt the scaly maw lap up each drop, not relenting in its hunger for more and more of his girth. For what seemed like a full minute, yet more of his man-seed continued to flow out in a neverending stream for the dragon which had been his sole obsession for the last few months.

As the last of the spasmed finished and his penis grew sensitive, the dragon seemed to sense it, pulling his maw off and licking his own muzzle clean of what little residue had escaped from him.

"S-sorry. I've never...uh. I've never had sex before," Azz admitted, feeling a bit ashamed at himself for cumming so quickly. He knew from pornos that you were supposed to penetrate your partner to get them off, and he was doubtful that he could do it now that he'd erupted as thoroughly as he had.

"It's okay," Lemmy said, nuzzling the canine's penis at the base of his furry sheath and looking up at him with a palpable hunger in his eyes. "Do you want to keep going?"

"Well, yeah-" Azz managed to get out. He'd meant to tack on a 'but,' to it, but the dragon only needed those first two words as his legs were lifted up and he saw that dragon's condomed penis now grinding against his hole.

"You said you've never had sex before?" the dragon said, putting two fingers in his maw and sliding them down against the wolf's virgin hole only to push them in, exploring the entrance.

The wolf yelped, holding tighter to the edges of the bed. He'd never taken anything up his ass before. It wasn't something he'd ever considered, even. Still, he couldn't say it felt bad. "N-no. This is my first time doing anything with a guy." He felt a bit guilty. Should he tell him that he wasn't a bottom?

"Oh, but you've been with girls?" he asked, those fingers probing deeper into the wolf.

To his surprise, another spasm of pleasure pulsed through his penis when the dragon's fingers hilted inside of him. "N-no. Well...sort of. Kissing and stuff."

"Do you want to roll over then? It's usually easy on all-fours the first time," Lemmy said, removing his fingers steadily from the wolf while he allowed the canine's legs to return to the bed.

"Sure," Azz said, still a bit unsure about this. Although his penis wasn't, at it was somehow still hard from all of this. He rolled over onto his paws and knees, positioning himself further up on the bed so that the dragon could join him. It was a rather vulnerable position he though in that moment, waiting for the dragon to mount him.

"Mind lifting your tail?"

"Ohh, right." he said, performing the feminine gesture as the hackles on the back of his body raised in a sign of embarrassment. 

"You've got a very cute body," Lemmy said, his penis pressing at the entrance of the wolf's saliva-lubed hole.

"Thanks," Azz replied, burying his face in one of his pillows in anticipation of the pain that would be coming and also because he couldn't bare how shy this was all making him feel. He'd never been called cute before. Sexy, sure, but never cute. It felt kind of nice, especially coming from the dragon.

"Don't worry. It's a medicated condom. It should dull the pain. But just in case, I'll go slow, okay?" he said, plunging just the first inch of his penis into the wolf over the course of a few seconds. The dragon's paws kneaded at the wolf's rump and legs, feeling the hardened muscles there and attempting to relax his would-be lover.

Azz groaned into the pillow. It wasn't pain. That wouldn't be the right word to describe it. It was tightness. The dragon's penis wasn't gargantuan, but it certainly felt like it when it entered his virgin anus. Still, he found himself curious as to how much was actually in him. When he looked back, he saw the warm smile of the dragon, but couldn't really see much else. He gushed ever so slightly at the cute smile, burying his face back into the pillow and moaning once more when the dragon pushed more of his length into him.

The process of adjusting grew shorter and just a minute later, the dragon was hilted inside of him, filling the canine was some confusing sensations in his lower body. His penis was rock-hard, not nearly as confused as he. 

"I'm gonna fuck you now, okay?" Lemmy said, pulling back just a short distance and pushing back in. 

It was probably no more than an inch but Azz was unversed in such things. Another thrust came back just a bit faster and the next came out just a bit further. The canine had to stop himself from drooling as he felt a strange pressure building up around his prostate. "Fuck," he exclaimed, feeling his penis on the verge of cumming when the thrusts grew faster, scratching at the unknown itch.

"Are you okay?" Lemmy asked, receiving an emphatic moan in response. "In that case, I'm sorry, but I'm not going to last long. You're too hot."

"Fuck me," came the sex-craved response, unburying his muzzle momentarily to let out a sexxed whine that might be more appropriate for a female. 

"Gladly," the dragon panted, his thrusts speeding up at the green light being given. The wolf was getting incredibly tight underneath of him, but his humps didn't slow down in the slightest. 

The wolf's cock bobbed up and down, receiving no additional stimulation other than the repeated pounding on his prostate. He thought to reach a paw down to masturbate, but it turned out that he didn't need to. There wasn't much of it, but as his paw went down to tug on his penis, he felt his semen spray against his palm before it ever reached. He let out a low howl into the pillow while he continued tugging on it, milking out even more of his semen while he was being roughly fucked by the dragon's spasming penis. Every new thrust caused a little more to be eeked out and he somehow instinctively knew that the dragon was cumming too, almost a bit disappointed about the condom after all.

Fighting the urge to collapse onto the bed after finishing, Azz felt Lemmy's paw grope at his still-hard penis. "Awww. I was going to finish you off. It seemed like you were enjoying yourself."

Maybe it was because canine's usually knotted each other, but the urge to stay bonded with the dragon was quite strong. "Yeah. Maybe more than a little," came Azz's reply. "Do you want to, uh...maybe stay like this for a bit?"

"Sure. Someone's thirsty for more after just a sample, huh?" he joked, pulling the wolf sidelong onto the bed along with him to cuddle.

Azz let out a mirthy 'hah.' The dragon's body was surprisingly warm for a scalie. The feel of the scales against his fur was foreign but it was something that he felt that he wanted to get used to.
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And they did. For the next four years, Azz and Lemmy shared moments just like this. Of course, Azz got his turn to top. He liked doing both, so long as it was with his dragon. Perhaps he would take Lemmy up on his offer, after all. It's not as if he couldn't decide to go back to school.