New Life
Chapter 7
Part 2



“So, what do we do now?” enquired a familiar voice. That question, although he had already heard it sending a rush of arousal straight to his cocks. The dragon’s tone was slightly different, more excited, impatient, exhilarated, urging him to answer, pressing him to continue. “Well… I… didn’t really think about it.” “It’s alright; I guess you were too busy pounding Nick to think about it.” “Yeah… I rarely… plan ahead when it comes to this.” “It’s fine,” purred Lyam in a reassuring tone, “in that case I would like to suggest something you may like.” “Sure… why not…” he murmured, uncertain. “Oh no I’m not liking where this is going.” grunted Nick, visibly tensing in apprehension. “That’s where you’re wrong, I’m certain you will both enjoy it.” rumbled the dragon, giving them both a broad, devious smile that did little to reassure them. “Is that so?” asked the wolf, intrigued by the alluring promise. “Indeed, I know without a doubt that you will both be having a great time, so much so I’m willing to bet you will be begging for more.” He added with a mischievous giggle. That malicious glint in his amber irises shining brighter with each honeyed word slithering out of his maw. “Can’t hurt to try,” shrugged Nick, “Unless you’ve got something better in mind.” “I… may have a few ideas but it’s still worth listening to what you’ve got to say.”

“Perfect, though, before I start I suggest we move to a different spot.” happily squeaked Lyam. “Why that?” “Well, I’m afraid your couch can’t take much more of that treatment, and I’d hate to ruin your furniture.” growled Lyam, waving at the jagged tears in the fabric, the large, sticky pool of drying cum, the many scratches and dents scattered all around the sofa, one of his claws playing with a torn section of the leathery material. “That’s… a good idea.” gasped the wolf, discovering the extent of the damage, shocked by how easily the dragon’s claws shredded the supposedly tough, rugged covering. Before anyone could agree or even propose another place where they could continue their fun, Lyam slowly, lazily let himself slide down the couch, wiggling and slithering like an oversized eel, sprawling on the cool ground, exposing himself fully to the two dumbstruck men. Dereck stepped back, speechless, watching as the dragon squirmed on the ground his horns and spiked back noisily grinding against the floor, his paws kicking and his tail swaying widely, slowly turning himself around until he laid down parallel to the couch, separating the two males. Nick stood up, wearing a dubitative expression, frowning in a mix of curiosity and anxiety, wondering what Lyam was up to.

“Much better!” exclaimed the dragon, splayed out before the two naked, aroused men, making full use of his new position, his amber eyes devouring their hard, throbbing cocks. “Are you sure you don’t want to move to a more… comfortable place? I mean we could go to a room, or at least bring one of the mattresses over there and…” “That is very kind of you but I’m fine here.” reassured Lyam, stretching out on the floor between them, “besides, my paws are quite tired so I don’t mind resting there for a while.” “If you say so.” “Wow, that’s the lamest excuse you ever came up with!” shouted Nick, on the verge of bursting into laughter, “You just want us to do all the work.” “That is a possibility,” he innocently admitted,  “or perhaps I’m just tired after riding your big… juicy… cock…” cooed the dragon, licking his lips in anticipation as his eyes trailed down Nick’s belly, stopping on his pulsing member, staring at it with a burning desire, his tailhole clenching, causing more of the human’s cum to ooze out. “Yeah, whatever,” shrugged Nick, “In any case as long as it’s fine with you I guess we can continue like this.” he added, addressing the astonished wolf. “As long as he is comfortable like this… I suppose it’s all good.” stammered Dereck, “nevertheless, what was the suggestion you wanted to share with us?” “Of course,” happily replied Lyam, “I was thinking we could switch things up a little.” “How so?” “Well, you two could have all the fun you want with me while I lay there and relax for a while, I’ll happily service your cocks or holes. Just say the word and I will obey, after all, tonight, I am here to please you both.” he explained, his words and attention aimed specifically at the still nervous wolf, his sentence becoming an enticing coo. “That… does sound nice…” muttered Dereck, an excited jolt racing toward his two stiff members, beads of pre collecting at the twin tips, “what do you think Nick?” he shyly asked. “If you’re fine with it then I guess it’s good.” “Great, now that it’s settled, what do you wanna do? Remember, we are both here to pleasure you.” purred Lyam in that same soft, arousing tone.

“To be completely honest… I… I don’t know…” sighed Dereck, looking at the dragon laying on the ground mere inches away from him, his eyes darting in all directions, going from his large, fanged maw and clawed forepaws, all the way down to his sizeable, turgid red cock and his loosened hole. The mere vision of the massive, thick, ridged, knotted beast of a cock had his maw watering, his throat tingling, still holding the memory of how it wrecked his insides, his hole clenching in anticipation and doubt, unsure if he would be able to take such a huge cock, but eager to try nonetheless. In the back of his head, despite the roaring, blazing, raging lust swirling in his clouded mind, another part of his brain, one that had been silenced when they had started managed to breach the thick shroud blurring his thoughts. His mission, his orders flashed before his eyes, echoing in his ears, coming back at the forefront of his thoughts, pushing aside the ravenous desire that had overtaken his mind. His eyes were glued to Lyam’s sizeable erection, drawn to it like a magnet, his body shivering each time the thick, textured ridged flared, his mouth watering with each droplet of warm pre that gathered at the tip before trickling down his pulsating shaft. One part of him lusted for this member, wanting it deep inside of him, craving, needing to be pounded by such a massive tool, the other, more practical side of him seeing the perfec opportunity he was offered.

The two sides quickly merged, forming only one, lust-addled line of thoughts, one simple, clear logic, a reasoning that sent a jolt of pure pleasure to his already achingly hard cocks, the desire that had subsided pouring into his brain. Whatever he decided he would both fulfill his mission and have a great time by enjoying that huge draconic cock through and through. “Well… I think… I wouldn’t mind… getting another taste of your cock without getting my throat destroyed this time.” “Of course, be my guest.” purred Lyam, widening his stance, his hips rocking back and forth, putting his hard, glistening cock on a gorgeous, alluring display that immediately had Dereck salivating, “However, I have a small request.” warned Lyam, playfully hiding his cock behind a paw. “Oh, what is it?” enquired the wolf anxiously, fearing the worst. “I want to play with what you’re packing down there. I’ve been wanting to do that for a while and I would really love to give them the treatment they deserve.” “So you want to do something like a sixty-nine?” “Exactly!” chirped the dragon, his tail wagging excitedly. “That sounds like a fun idea.” let out Nick, getting up with a low pained grunt, massaging his rear. “I like it too…” admitted Dereck even though it wasn’t necessary, his body speaking for himself, “If you are ok with this then let’s do it.” “Hey you’re the one in charge, so it’s your call.” retorted Nick, “And to be fair I wouldn’t mind seeing how you handle him. The only thing I’m curious about is where I’m gonna be in that scenario.”

Dereck let out a relieved sigh, rejoiced that the two were so openly encouraging him, pushing him in their arm. Nick’s question however made his embarrassment soar to new heights, his lust spiking, his tailhole clenching as a thought slithered into his clouded mind, his gaze slowly drifting away from the dragon, climbing along Nick’s leg and thigh, until it found the hard, smooth, foreskin-clad human cock bobbing before him. His mouth opened yet no word came out, his vocal cords like paralyzed, only forming incomprehensible gurgles and grunts, his cheeks burning red with shame, unable to voice his deepest desires yet again. “There are many spots left for you to enjoy, just take your pick.” purred Lyam enticingly, his tail curling inward, pointing at his own private parts, a mischievous grin warming his face. Dereck couldn’t help but notice that, aside from the obvious hint at his tailhole, Lyam seemed to offer other parts of his body for his mate to enjoy. On one end his tail seemed to point out at something else than is hole, located somewhere above it, while on the other his paw were moving, waving and flexing in a puzzling, yet somewhat sensual, enticing way, leading him to wonder what kinks the two would indulge during their private times. This simple curious question was the spark his imagination needed to start working, churning out lustful, arousing images and thoughts in quick succession, imagining the two males indulging in all kinds of naughty, kinky actions, each picture flashing before his eyes more arousing than the last, resulting in his member growing harder than ever. Nevertheless, while the thought of watching the two lovers indulge in their most secret, devious fun, he had other plans, a particular part of him already aching, enthralled by the prospect.

“Actually, I already know where I want you.” he finally spoke, drawing their attention, his voice less certain than he hoped, a pinkish hue already covering his cheeks, his body shaking uncontrollably in anticipation and anxiety. Luckily the two aliens didn’t seem surprised at all, instead they appeared intrigued, curious, urging him to continue, Lyam displaying a large, happy grin while Nick raised a quizzical eyebrow at him. “Oh really, what’s on your mind then?” “Yes, please tell us, I’m curious to hear.” chirped Lyam, his cock throbbing, dripping pre eagerly. Dereck flinched, still amazed by the two aliens’ eagerness, delighted and thrilled by it yet also concerned in equal measures. Yet, despite his apprehension, the raw, burning need blooming in his veins was much stronger, an irresistible temptation creeping over him. “It’s… better if I show you.” he let out, immediately earning the full attention of the unusual couple. Taking a deep breath he took a first, hesitant step forward, closing the small gap between him and Lyam, circling around the dragon sprawled on the floor before him. He quickly found himself standing right over the creature’s large, bulky snout, his horns scraping the floor as he tried to keep an eye on him, Nick standing on the other side, not loosing a single bit of what was happening.

Slowly, carefully he lowered himself, shivering under the constant stare of the two amber eyes glued to his groin, the irises sparkling with amusement and anticipation, a deep, bone-chilling rumble rising from below him while hot air billowed over his twin, sensitive members, sending jolts of pleasure in his wobbly legs. “I’m really starting to like this.” excitedly purred the dragon, his lips dashing over his lips in anticipation, his tail swishing rapidly from side to side. Dereck smirked, picking up the strong musky scent of the dragon’s maleness, his nostrils flaring, taking as much of the potent aroma as they could, his cocks jumping beneath him, dripping pre all over the dragon’s neck and face where his hungry tongue promptly swept it all away. Then, once he reached a crouching position he cautiously leaned forward, climbing over the dragon, fur and scales sensually brushing against one another as he closed in on the pulsing, turgid cock waiting, begging for attention. Soon he stood on all fours, straddling Lyam, his head standing mere inches away from his incredibly thick cock, bathing in the intoxicating manly musk pouring from the dragon’s member, the potent scent overpowering his senses with its lust-inducing fragrance. Meanwhile his own members were enticingly dangling above Lyam’s head, droplets of pre collecting at the tip before falling down, splashing on his black scales, his tongue dashing out of his parted maw, reaching up to collect as much of the warm, salty liquid as it could, getting it’s very first taste of the wolf’s exposed flesh.

All along Nick stood on the side enjoying the view, seeing Lyam grow increasingly impatient, his large maw salivating, his lust-glazed eyes staring intensely at the two red rockets pulsing just out of reach of his tongue while Dereck got himself into position, grabbing the dragon’s maleness in a shaky paw. “That’s kinda hot to watch.” he chuckled as the wolf gave a tantalizing stroke, earning a surprisingly powerful gush of pre all over his face, “so where should I go?” he added, curious. “Well I thought… you would want to… return the favor.” retorted the wolf, letting go of Lyam’s cock, instead reaching back with his pre-covered paw, spreading his cheeks apart while his tail rose out of the way. Nick stepped aside toward the now exposed canine rear, his gaze immediately falling upon the tight, inviting tailhole clenching in anticipation, the wolf’s bushy tail enticingly swaying from side to side as he gyrated his rear before the human, his old reflexes quickly coming back. Nick’s hand reached down, wrapping around his stiff, needy member, stroking his hardened length eagerly, the sight fueling his own growing desire, the way the wolf moved, posed, how his pucker clenched and flexed eagerly, calling to him, how the skilled, pre soaked paw played with the rim, his clawed digits poking and prodding his entrance, leaving warm, clear trails behind while, down below his heavy nuts in their furred pouch dangled mere inches away from Lyam’s snout, the dragon taking deep inhales in the unusual, foreign musk, craving for more.

“What do you say, are you in?” enquired Dereck, slowly but surely abandoning his shyness, diving into the lust flowing inside him, his claws tugging at the side of his hole, offering him a brief glimpse of what laid beyond. “You bet your ass I’m in!” he exclaimed, barely containing his excitement. Quickly he got into position, kneeling down behind the wolf, right above his speechless mate’s face, his hands immediately finding their mark around Dereck’s haunches, discovering the soft fur covering his cheeks for the first time, shuddering as the long, bushy tail came down, resting on his chest, it’s soft, gentle caresses sending a blissful chill down his spine. His hard, eager cock bobbed in the open air, throbbing rapidly, oozing with pre, his hefty balls churning out a new batch of fresh cum in preparation for what was about to happen. Before him Dereck’s entire frame trembled, partly due a sudden spike of fear and doubt as his attention shifted back to the humongous cock facing him, but mostly in anticipation, craving, wanting to feel something inside his needy hole. His body worked on auto pilot, a hand reaching out, enveloping the slippery, pulsating length, right over the knot, pointing the tip toward him, letting the stream of heated, musky pre trickle down his fur while his hips rocked back and forth, waving his backside in a sensual, enticing way. The heat from both Lyam’s breath and Nick’s maleness washed over his sensitive private parts, his body uncontrollably lurching and squirming, involuntarily pushing back into the man’s crotch right behind him. He tensed, froze, a low, whimpered moan escaping his parted jaws, eyes rolling back into his eyes as the head of Nick’s maleness brushed against his sensitive pucker, coating the wrinkly opening in the warmth of his own natural lubricant, his own cocks jolted, spraying thickening spires of pre all over Lyam’s gaping maw, the dragon eagerly feasting on the salty treat.

“Someone is eager I see.” chuckled Nick, amused by the wolf’s reaction, grabbing his member with his free hand, rubbing it against the sensitive entrance, eliciting louder moans from the wolf shuddering before him. “Oh trust me you have no idea.” chuckled Lyam, savoring his position below the two males, salivating over all the arousing members hovering right over him. “Oh really?” “Yes, he’s already making a big mess down here and, to be honest that’s quite hot to watch.” rumbled the dragon, his tongue sticking out, dragging over the wolf’s twin cocks. “Why am I not surprised.” snorted the human, looking up at the wolf, noticing the obvious crimson red blush plastered over his cheeks. Dereck smirked, admitting he had been yearning for this exact moment for some time now, his tailhole itching for the man’s sizeable cock while his own shafts were drowned in the moist air rolling out of Lyam’s maw, sending blissful sparkles into his already limp, wobbly muscles. “This is quite the interesting turn of event.” cooed Lyam, dragging his tongue over the wolf’s two shafts, continuing up until he coated his furry sack in a thick layer of warm saliva, his agile appendage then leaving the wolf’s groin to instead caress his mate’s turgid erection from tip to base, “and to be honest I really love my position.” “I was right to assume you would enjoy this.” giggled the wolf, hiding his increasingly loud moans and groans. “Oh I’m certainly enjoying the view, now I can’t wait to see you get to it.” growled the dragon, turning his gaze toward his mate. “Oh so you like seeing me hump someone else? What a little pervert you are.” provokingly noted Nick, rubbing his wet tip against Dereck’s entrance, much to the dragon’s delight. “Can’t say I don’t, especially from that angle.” retorted Lyam, savoring the view from his privileged position, taking deep whiffs in the intertwining spicy musk, one very familiar, the other much more alien but both so enthralling.

“Hey, I just thought of something.” suddenly exclaimed Nick, pulling away just enough so his cock wouldn’t rub up against Dereck’s hungry hole. “Oh… what… what is… it?” enquired Dereck, glancing over his shoulder. “I don’t know what you’ve got in mind but I’m getting a feeling I’m gonna love it.” purred Lyam, his clawed toes curling in anticipation. “Well, you might need some… preparation before we start.” “Oh… I see…” muttered Dereck, blushing profusely. “And I was thinking Lyam could do that instead of running his mouth all the time.” chuckled Nick. “That isa very good idea!” chirped the dragon, nodding in approval, eyes glowing with a new light. “So, what do you say, don you want to help me shut him up for a while.” “That is… a very appealing offer but… it won’t be necessary.” declined the wolf. “Oh… are you sure? I mean…. I don’t want to go in dry and risk hurting you.” “Oh no worries there, I think I’ll be fine.” “How so?” questioned the human, lips pinched in doubt. “Well I’m… more used to it than you may think. It may have been a long time but it’s not my first time either. Besides, I think you’ve been quite well lubed up yourself, so it shouldn’t pose any risk.” “Are you sure?” interrogated Nick, unconvinced, looking down at his own member, finding it smooth and slippery, coated in a warm layer of spit and pre. “Trust me, I will be fine.” repeated Dereck in a more confident tone. “Don’t worry Nick, from what I’ve seen I can assure you he can handle much bigger things than you.” added Lyam with a mischievous snicker. “Hold on, how could you know that?” hissed the human, suspiciously glaring down at the dragon grinning up at him. “Well I got a… sneak peak in his… collection let’s say and, if as I suspect you do not use those as mere decorations then it means he had some practice with some... very big toys.”

Dereck blushed, looking away yet nodding in approval nonetheless, his embarrassment only matched by the burning desire pumping in his veins. Nick’s expression shifted, the early confusion and bewilderment quickly washed away, replaced by shock and disbelief, his mind racing, questioning, wondering what their host had been up to in his past, intrigued by the new piece of information he had just received. However, the initial shock that left him frozen with his dick in hand quickly vanished, replaced by a burning curiosity, a devouring, all-consuming desire to see how much this surprising man could take. “Is it true?” he asked, nevertheless. “Yes, I… I have been using my toys quite a bit lately… much more than… than I usually do….” “I wonder why.” chuckled Nick, glancing down insistently at the dragon feigning innocence and surprise below him. “See, you should be fine.” casually let out Lyam, a wry smile floating on his face, “you should slide in like a hot knife through butter.” he ended with a deep, aroused growl, his eyes going back and forth between his mate’s cock and the wolf’s awaiting tailhole. “I have to admit I wouldn’t have said it better.” confirmed Dereck, shuddering from head to toe from the dragon’s guttural rumble, “just… don’t go too hard on me, it’s been a while since the last time I had a real cock inside me.” “Don’t worry, I’ll be gentle.” Whispered Nick on a reassuring tone, closing the gap between them, a hand resting on the wolf’s plump rump, the other guiding his cock into position, the wet, pulsating tip quickly finding it’s mark between the two furred cheeks.

Dereck couldn’t hold a low, whimpered moan, squirming, pushing against the human’s alien cock, the head slowly forcing his muscular entrance open around it’s girth, his own knotted cocks throbbing with a renewed vigor, dripping pre at a near constant rate straight into Lyam’s maw. His trembling paw reached forward, wrapping around the draconic shaft, each throb reverberating inside him as the searing heat seeped under his skin, pre streaming down, soaking his fur in musky, natural lubricant, the ridges flaring as the entire length flexed in anticipation. Cautiously he leaned forward, aiming the sharp, pointed tip toward him, his jaws parting open, his tongue sliding out, dragging along the side of the stiff rod, scooping up some of the musky fluids, the strong, tangy flavor flooding his mouth, numbing his tongue for a brief moment, it’s thick, intoxicating scent flowing freely in his nostrils. Lyam’s hips bucked upward, his back arching, pressing his member against the raspy canine tongue, pre squirting with renewed force from his tip, raining down on the wolf’s muzzle, drenching his fur in the dragon’s unique scent. A blissful shudder ran down his spine, his grip reaffirming on the slippery cock, his tongue quickly dashing around the throbbing tip in wide circular motions, collecting more and more of the warm salty liquid, letting it slosh in his mouth before swallowing. His paw stroked the thick, throbbing cock at a slow pace, savoring the opportunity to truly enjoy and discover the dragon’s maleness, marveling at the textured ridges lining the underside, the pointed tip and, above all, the juicy, engorged knot crowning his base, the simple vision of which awoke a familiar itch in his mouth and throat, a reminder of his past time.

Down below Lyam wasn’t standing idly by, although he was having a hard time peeling his eyes from the arousing scene unfolding right before him, deep purrs humming in his throat while his neck curled, bringing his snout closer to the wolf’s private parts, his tongue already sticking out, eager to taste the two red rockets pulsing before him. Slowly, carefully his agile tongue made contact with one of the hard fleshy poles, slithering along the underside, trailing along the entire length from the pointed tip, down the thick, engorged shaft, all the way to the sizeable knot adorning the base, giving it a gentle squeeze. Dereck’s hips bucked in response, gliding his sensitive length on the dragon’s slippery tongue, pre dripping from his tip, streaming straight into the hungry, gaping maw below. Lyam rumbled excitedly, his skilled tongue swiftly coiling around the wildly throbbing and twitching member, stroking at a slow, enticing pace, the tip fondling and circling around the tip, coaxing more pre for him to feast on. The wolf’s second cock stood untouched, right beside the first, dripping clear pre at a near constant rate, begging to be touched, slapping the furred belly, leaving strands of gooey liquid behind each time his member jolted with arousal. He continued with this tantalizingly slow treatment for a while, even taking the very tip into the heated confines of his maw, lapping the delicious salty pre as it gushed from the bloated tip, the loud moans of the wolf fueling his own lust.

Above him Nick was in position, both hands clasped around the wolf’s haunches, securing him in a strong but caring embrace, sensing every twitch of the tension rippling in his muscles, every shiver shaking his frame, feeling the slightest motion of his body. His cock, pressed against the puckered entrance was as hard as it could be, soaking it in his own fluids, the muscular passage undulating and clenching, not in protest but in anticipation, seeming eager, even impatient to welcome him in. A broad smile drew on his lips as a loud, high-pitched yelp, or perhaps a moan, burst in the relative silence of the room, Dereck tensing like a rope, his back arching, pressing his rear on the man’s cock while his grip on the dragon’s cock weakened, his eyes rolling back in their sockets. At a quick glance he instantly knew what was going on, watching as Lyam’s heated, sloppy maw enclosed around one of the wolf’s turgid erections, the thick, soft scaly lips puckering right behind the tapered tip. All along his mate kept his gaze homed up, staring intensely at him, more specifically at his throbbing member resting against the wolf’s entrance, the lustful glimmer in his amber irises making it clear he was waiting for him, growing rather restless, aching for another release.

 Dereck tensed from head to toe, tail, his grip tightening on Lyam’s cock, so much so he had to exert extra caution to not scratch the exposed flesh with his claws, his legs wobbling and his jaws clamping shut as a mix of pleasure and pain rushed in his veins, originating from his backside. His whole frame quivered, quaking violently, low whines and whimpers slithering between his gritted teeth, his eyelids screwing shut in discomfort. Down below, Nick began pushing, thrusting his member against the tightly sealed pucker, the muscular ring slowly giving way, allowing him passage, the pre-slickened head of his cock sliding inside, only to suddenly be trapped inside, squished by the wolf’s inner walls. Grimacing he held in place, waiting for Dereck to relax, only slightly rocking his hips back and forth while his hands affectionately fondled his flanks to ease the discomfort caused by the penetration. However, the painful surge rapidly subsided, greatly helped by the human’s skilled touch and the dragon’s attention to his cock, sending sparkles of pleasure blooming in his veins. His muscles began to relax, giving more room for the human to thrust, his hole adjusting around his unexpectedly large girth.

“Damn you’re tighter than I imagined.” huffed Nick, finally able to move. “Yeah sorry… it’s… been a… long time…” mumbled Dereck, moaning loudly as an inch of hard cock sank into his rear, prying him open. “Seems like toys can’t replace the real thing.” mockingly chuckled Lyam, letting go of his cock, instead reaching up to his hole, the feeling of the warm, slimy tongue lapping at his stretched pucker sending delightful sparks into the wolf’s still stiff muscles. “I guess so.” sighed the wolf, taking slow, deep breathes, allowing his body to relax, trying to focus on the large draconic cock standing mere inches away from him, demanding his attention. “In that case, I think we should fix this.” purred Lyam, his tongue describing a large circle around the wolf’s loosening entrance before pressing against the underside of Nick’s throbbing maleness, trailing along the entire length, adding a bit more of his sticky, slippery spit, “What do you say Nick?” “It sounds about right.” he approved, groaning from the unexpected cares of the dragon’s tongue, thrusting in response, grinding against the smooth, heated surface as he sank a bit deeper into Dereck’s eager hole, earning a surprised but pleased grunt from the wolf. “Great, show him how you do it.” chirped Lyam with a satisfied smirk.

Slowly, he lowered his snout, his full attention returning to the wolf’s two aching cocks, the two tapered shafts throbbing with a renewed vigor, rivulets of pre streaming from the tips, forming clear puddles on his golden scales. His tongue stuck out, cradling one of the wet tips, channeling the salty fluids straight into his maw as his tip ventured further, coiling around inch after inch of the turgid member, gently squeezing the thick fleshy pole. Low groans and elated growls spilled out of the wolf’s gaping maw, his body tensing, flinching, toes curling with each second of that treatment, his members traversed by powerful jolts of raw pleasure, his tailhole progressively giving way, adjusting to the human’s girth as it sank deeper in his rear. Meanwhile Lyam’s tongue swirled and coiled around one of his member, enveloping his entire length in a warm and wet blanket, stroking up and down at a slow pace while his moist breath billowed his other, untouched length. His own paw, although trembling from the sheer pleasure coursing inside him continued to rub the dragon’s stiff member, smearing more of the pre streaming from his tip around the entire length, his clawed fingers slipping between the ridges, causing the dragon’s member to throb and twitch violently, his back arching, almost ramming his massive member right into his open maw. The intoxicating musky scent of the dragon’s private parts flooded his nostrils with it’s alluring, arousing fragrance, feeding the lustful fire blazing inside him, clouding his mind with a haze of pure desire, the most carnal craving for sexy taking over him. With each second it grew worse, more irresistible, the burning need making his blood boil as Lyam’s lips wrapped around his cock’s head, gently suckling on the hardened flesh, Nick inserting inch after inch in his tight passage, pushing his walls apart, brushing over his most sensitive spots.

Loud moans filled the silence, his paw picking up the pace on the dragon’s sizeable erection, focusing on the base and it’s swollen knot, giving it a curious squeeze, watching with utmost interest as it tensed like a rope before erupting with a thick gush of his hot pre. Lyam meanwhile was taking more and more of his cock in the steamy confines of his mouth, his tongue smoothly guiding him in deeper, his scaly lips wrapped around his sensitive flesh triggering pleasurable sparks, causing his two members to jump and tense even more. The unmistakable sound of licks and gulps could be heard as Lyam swallowed most if not all the delicious pre rolling on his tongue, the agile appendage squeezing and massaging the sensitive organ, drawing even more out. The intense heat of the dragon’s maw was all he needed to push his last doubts and inhibitions away, his mouth opening wider, his broad canine tongue sliding out in the open, thick globes of saliva dripping from his lower jaw as he leaned forward, ready to go to the next step. A shudder of anticipation ran down his spine as his tongue made contact with the dragon’s tip, a wave of heat and musk immediately rushing in as a thick spurt of pre hit the back of his throat. He gasped and gagged in surprise, unprepared finding the thick substance much stickier than he recalled, struggling to swallow that first mouthful.

After a few seconds he at last succeeded, shivering as the salty flavor cascaded into his gurgling stomach, the searing heat of the dragon’s natural lubricant seeping in his very flesh, making him eager for more. His tongue resumed licking around the tip in long sensual caresses, collecting all of the fluids coating his length, slithering lower down until it reached the first ridges, sneaking in the narrow gap between them, resulting in Lyam’s cock pulsing and twitching more, deep blissful growls rising from behind him. Soon his lips were tightly sealed around the very tip of the dragon’s turgid maleness, slathering it in saliva, letting pre freely drizzle into his mouth, some of it dripping down his chin. Feeling increasingly confident he lowered his muzzle even more, welcoming one inch after the other in the tight confines of his drooling mouth, the flared ridges grinding against his palate causing him to involuntarily swallow around the thickening girth. Sucking on the hard pole of flesh he continued downward, his paw holding the sizeable shaft in place, giving the base long, tantalizing strokes as his jaws were forced wider and wider apart to accommodate the increasingly large cock. When the tip of the cock poked at the back of his throat he froze, glancing down, staring in disbelief at the large, engorged knot crowning Lyam’s member, standing mere inches away from his nose, discovering with pride how much he had taken already.

By now, while his mouth was full of the dragon’s thick, hot meat, the two aliens had continued their slow but steady progress, Lyam’s lips kissing his knot affectionately, his tongue slathering his entire length in saliva, fondling and massaging his sensitive organ with unimaginable dexterity, sending jolts of pleasure rushing in his quivering body, noisily suckling and gulping down around his throbbing shaft, drawing more pre out for him to enjoy. Nick on his end, to the wolf’s amazement had, unbeknown to him, managed to burry himself all the way to the hilt into his rear, his hard member resting in the snug embrace of his velvety walls, throbbing and twitching in the tight constricting space. The feeling of the man’s crotch pressed against his cheeks, their heavy balls mashing with his own, his strong hands clasping his haunches as his smooth and slick member rocked back and forth inside him, dripping pre in the depth of his anatomy was a delightful sensation he hadn’t experienced in a long time, stirring his arousal even more than the steaming maw holding one of his cocks. Thankfully for him his own needy moans were somewhat silenced by Lyam’s sizeable member, yet not enough to go unnoticed, earning him amused chuckles and smiles from the couple, Nick tightening his grip around his haunches, driving his cock as deep as it could reach while Lyam swiftly took his knot into the wet confines of his maw, his tongue immediately coiling around it, giving the swollen orb a gentle squeeze. Dereck tensed, every fiber of his being trembling uncontrollably, his hole clenching around Nick’s cock as his twin spires wildly throbbed, squirting thick globes of pe which Lyam happily guzzled down.

Then, after around a minute went by with the three of them frozen in their current position the two aliens slowly pulled back in utmost perfect sync, sliding inch after inch back until only the very tip of Nick’s remained inside him, Lyam only keeping the very head of his member in his mouth, his tongue sensually tracing along the glistening surface, his razor-sharp fangs harmlessly grazing his sensitive flesh. “Nick you should see how it looks from down here.” cooed Lyam, letting go of the wolf’s cock, instead savoring the arousing display mere inches away from his snout. “I can imagine.” “Trust me it’s even better when you see it from that angle.” growled the dragon excitedly. “I can’t wait to see you two go at it.” “You really wanna see me fuck him don’t you, you little scaly pervert.” sniggered Nick. “I plead guilty, but you’ve gotta admit it’s really hot to watch… and it must feel so good in that tight rear of his.” enticingly cooed the dragon, dragging his tongue upon the entire exposed length of his mate’s cock. “It is.” grunted Nick, flinching when the strong, hungry walls clamped shut around his tip. “Great, then don’t keep him waiting, I think someone is growing a bit restless.” he giggled playfully, turning his gaze toward the two throbbing, oozing cocks dangling before him. “Says the one talking instead of sucking.” “True, I should get back to it then.” he let out in a deep, excited rumble.

With a surprised, muffed yelp Dereck was nudged forward, his eyes snapping open as he was shoved further down the thick, ridged shaft, the tapered tip threatening to slip in his throat, causing him to gag and gasp uncontrollably, unable to pull out. His entire frame shook, traversed by an intense jolt of pure pleasure, blasts of hot, moist air billowing over his sensitive groin, tickling his twin shafts in unbelievably delightful ways. He could feel Lyam’s soft, smooth scales pressed against his sack, his breathing slow and regular, taking deep inhales in his musk, deep rumbling growls rising from the depth of his throat, making his fur stand on end all the way down his spine. Lyam smiled, savoring the strong, dazzling aroma invading his nostrils, his tongue tracing along the underside of the heated meaty pole, each throb, each twitch, each spurt of pre rushing through it’s length reverberating in his warm, wet, prehensile appendage as it swirled and curled around the pulsing shaft. When he reached the tip he paused, pondering for a second, eyes glued to the two red cocks eager, begging for his attention, watching the tick veins bulging it’s surface, umping more blood in the two engorged maleness. Then, with one last flick of his tongue it coiled around the two tips at once, pressing them together, the feeling sending jolts of utter delight into the shivering wolf’s veins. His agile appendage slithered up around the two cocks, enveloping them in tight, slippery coils, cradling them in a heated embrace, the thick fleshy poles grinding together, releasing jolts of utter pleasure. Moist air billowed over his sensitive members, causing them to throb and twitch, dripping globes of pearlescent pre onto the draconic tongue, Lyam’s snout inching closer and closer until his lips contacted the overstimulated dicks.

Dereck’s muffed moans suddenly became louder, his body trembling violently, his claws curling inward, his heart skipping a beat as his back arched, his hips pushing back against the two males taking care of his hindquarters. Lyam’s lips enclosed around his two tips, driving them in the heated confined of his maw, his tongue slathering them in saliva as he was guided inside, one inch at a time, keeping a slow, steady pace. In the meantime Nick, who had remained relatively still for the time being, thrusted forward, pressing inward in the tight, undulating hole, letting out a muffed huff as muscular walls clenched shut around him. Bliss bloomed inside the wolf, a raging torrent flowing in his veins like lava, spreading in every cell of his being, flooding his mind with raw lust as the two aliens worked in sync to ravish him, Nick’s turgid length sinking deeper in the depth of his rear as his own cocks were swallowed by the dragon’s hungry mouth, sensually rubbed by his skillful tongue. With each motion his whole body quaked, jerking back into the two males behind him, his rear clenching while his cocks jumped and pulsed deep inside Lyam’s maw, rivulets of pre drizzling from his two tips, flooding him with a familiar yet foreign, alien feeling of utter bliss and satisfaction. However, he quickly realized that, overtaken by the sheer delight crawling over him he had stopped pleasuring the dragon’s massive cock, only lazily licking the tip, guzzling down each mouthful of his salty fluids. Yet he could tell Lyam was growing impatient, his clawed paws firmly planted into the ground, his tensed muscles and straightened tail rhythmically tapping against the ground warning him of his mounting desire.

Gulping down around the thick, ridged rod he cautiously pulled out, bracing himself in case the dragon decided to take control and ram the full length of his cock down his throat, his paw firmly holding onto the throbbing, twitching, slippery member, stroking along the flared protrusions lining it’s underside. To his relief Lyam remained perfectly still, only letting out a deep, approving growl, giving him what could only be described as a pat on the head with the tip of his tail, the unexpected gesture taking him completely by surprise, the thick, scaly but impressively prehensile appendage coming to rest between his ears, sending pleasant chills down his spine. Suddenly he tensed, eyes bursting wide open, a shaky moan spilling out of his stuffed maw, a wave of pure pleasure surging from the depth of his being, washing over him in mere seconds, leaving him trembling like a leaf. Right as he had almost pulled himself completely free of the dragon’s large cock the two males hilted inside him, the full length of Nick’s cock now resting smugly in his rear, throbbing and oozing with slick pre, his heavy nuts caressing his while Lyam had successfully taken the two cocks in the heated confines of his sloppy maw, going all the way to his knots, his lips wrapped around them, applying just enough pressure to make him quiver in bliss.

Behind him Nick had his eyes screwed shut, low grunts and huffs slithering out past his gritted teeth, struggling to cope with the wolf’s incredibly tight rear, the powerful muscular walls clenching hard around him, holding his cock in a tight, vice-like grip, drawing him in deeper, milking him for all he had. Meanwhile he knew Lyam was staring intensely at him, his sharp eyes not missing the slightest bit of the action, the loud suckling and licking noises he made filling his ears, intertwining with Dereck’s own moans and groans, forming an alluring melody. Lust pumped in his veins with each throb of his dick, enhanced, stirred by the rhythmic undulation of the wolf’s passage, his sweet, velvety walls massaging his entire length from tip to base, making the urge to breed harder and harder to ignore. Cracking an eye open he noticed Dereck glancing back at him, eyes glazed with lust, yet, through the thick shroud clouding his irises he could make out something else, something more, a mix of happiness, relief and a burning, blazing need, encouraging him to continue, keep going and only stop when he’d be fully satisfied. This thought sent a chilling cold shiver down his spine, both tensing and exciting him, his hands instinctively reaffirming their grip around Dereck’s waist, his member jumping in the narrow tunnel right as it tightened around him, pre shooting deeper inside, trickling back down around his shaft.

Slowly he pulled out, his tip rubbing on the slick, velvety flesh on the way out, eliciting a muffed moan from Dereck, the muscular walls pressing against his shaft, trying to hold him in. Lyam on his end hadn’t moved an inch, eagerly sucking on the two cocks resting in his mouth, his tongue slathering them both in warm, slippery saliva, collecting every droplet of pre collecting at the tip, his eyes looking up as high as they could, marveling at the appealing sight of his mate’s cock steadily emerging from the loosened pucker, followed by small drops of clear fluids. To his own dismay he realized he was loving it more than he anticipated, the vision making his cock surge with a newfound desire. Was it the thought of his mate breeding another before him, or was it due to the wolf being sandwiched between them? He didn’t know and frankly he didn’t care, only wishing for this delightful instant to last forever. A deep purr escaped his maw, vibrating through the two canine rods resting on his tongue, causing them to flinch and pulse eagerly, spewing clear line across his tongue as a jolt of pleasure burst from his cock, thick pre spewing deep into the wolf’s unprepared maw, cascading back out down his length. Above him Nick gave a more forceful but still cautious thrust, sinking half of his member in the wolf’s tailhole, his walls enveloping him in a delightfully tight embrace.

Dereck shuddered in delight, feeling his hole stretch and part around the thick girth of the human, the sudden thrust shoving him forward slightly, forcing an extra inch of ridged cock in his maw, silencing the loud moan that was about to come out. At the exact same time he was overcome by a second, even stronger tide of raw pleasure, this time emanating from his two erections, his sensitive meaty poles throbbing and twitching in the moist cavern that was Lyam’s heated maw as the thick, scaly lips pursed around his maleness slowly sensually sliding backward, sending delightful sparks through his gradually exposed lengths. His eyes rolled back, his entire frame tensing, quivering in utter satisfaction as a tide of pleasure overwhelmed his senses, the way the two males moved in utmost perfect union drowning him in the tumultuous flows of raw lust they unleashed inside him. Moments later Lyam had almost completely withdrawn, only cradling the two tips in his maw, his tongue sensually circling around them, making them tense and twitch with each caress, the wolf almost howling from the sensation. In the meantime Nick began pulling out, slowly rocking his hard length back against the silk, velvety walls,, Lyam doing the exact opposite, taking after inch of turgid canine flesh in his mouth, loudly suckling around them, pressing his agile tongue against the underside, the couple working in perfect sync, fueling his raging lust beyond imagination.

He shook in pleasure, reaffirming his grip around Lyam’s cock, regaining control of his body, taking a few more inches of draconic flesh in his hungry maw, his tailhole clenching around Nick’s tip, constricting around it, earning a sharp squirt of hot, salty pre, his thoughts melting away like snow to the sun, replaced by a familiar, carnal, urge, a burning need that had plagued him for so long, his vision becoming hazy, blurred by the desire coursing in his veins. His muzzle moved of it’s own accord, sliding further down the sizeable length, the sheer girth forcing his jaws further apart but he was prepared for it, gulping and suckling eagerly around the pulsing shaft, the tip of which grazed the roof of his mouth, pre spurting out with such force it gushed out from the corner of his lips, cascading down the already slickened length. Behind him the two aliens were finding their pace, Nick thrusting when Lyam pulled back and vice versa their groans and moans intertwining, pleasure coursing in all of them as they rocked their hips and bobbed their head back and forth at a slow to moderate pace. Dereck on his end bobbed his head up and down the large shaft at a slow pace, the thick ridges dragging across his mouth, struggling to cope with the sheer amount of pre pouring out of the tapered tip, his blissful moans and whimpers muffled by loud gulps and gurgling sound, Lyam seeming even hornier than that last time. But he didn’t mind, in fact he couldn’t be happier, doubling his efforts, using his paw to stroke and fondle the base of the thick shaft while he sank further down, swallowing inch after inch, ridges popping in and out of his maw with wet squelching noises.

At the same time his hole rhythmically clenched around Nick’s cock, the human’s length slamming deep inside him, ramming into his most sensitive spot, pleasure bursting from his rear, rushing straight to his two stiff cocks, escaping in a fierce torrent of thickening pre spraying all over the dragon’s tongue and maw. Nick could feel the wolf’s hole growing increasingly tight the deeper he went, especially when he hit that specific spot nestled in the depth of his anatomy, causing the male below him to tense, flinch and crumple in delight, trashing against him, shoving his plump, furred hindquarter into his crotch, taking all of him. A devious grin curled his lips, his mind, although hazy with the sheer amount of pleasure streaming inside him, connecting the dots, understanding what had happened. His hands secured their hold on the wolf’s flanks, soon joined by the larger, clawed paws of his mate, preventing him from squirming too much as he pulled out almost entirely, only to drive his cock in the depth of the wolf’s anatomy, Lyam mimicking his action by engulfing the two cocks all the way to the knots in one swift motion, giving the two swollen orbs a gentle squeeze. Dereck unprepared for such a drastic change of pace was left no time to brace himself, staggered forward by the force of the penetration, shuddering in bliss, moaning loudly when the tip of Nick’s turgid erection smashed into his prostate, his lust skyrocketing as his balls jumped in their furry sack.

Trembling from the tremors of pure, unbound pleasure pouring in his veins, his cocks throbbing rapidly, his anal passage clenching around the human cock lodged deep inside him, he managed to steady himself enough to not impale himself on Lyam’s massive rod. He could feel the pressure in his loins rising as the two males continued with their ministration, Nick alternating quick, rough jabs and long, slow, shallow thrusts while Lyam kept a steady pace, making full use of his skillful tongue and maw, the prehensile organ lapping and rubbing all over his two shafts, trapping them in warm slimy coils. Enthralled by the fervor at which the two males were going at it he continued with the same eagerness, bobbing his head, stroking and sucking the thick draconic member, managing to swallow more and more of the salty treat constantly spilling from the tapered tip until almost none managed to slip past the seams of his tightly closed maw. With each motion he sank lower on the throbbing pole of turgid flesh, the ridged shaft tickling the roof of his maw, the tip, dripping with pre, poking at the back of his throat, causing him to gag and gasp for breath. But he was used to it, taking long, deep breaths through his nose, inhaling the musk-laded air, quickly overwhelming his last slivers of awareness and inhibitions, giving in fully to the raging lust. His trembling paw held onto Lyam’s knot as if his life depended on it, inadvertently squeezing it, a deep, rumbling growl rising from behind him as the dragon flinched beneath him, his muscles tensing like ropes. Before he could make sense of what was happening in his lust-dazed state, the dragon’s hips bucked upward, slamming his hard cock deep in his maw, breaching into his throat, the bulbous knot crowning his base pressed against his lips. His eyes burst open in confusion, his tight passage constricting around the intruder, trapping the tapered tip inside his stretched throat, pre gushing straight down into his stomach, painting his walls in hot, slick fluids. Slowly, after perhaps a minute like this, it withdrew, leaving him panting, gasping and coughing clear liquid, trembling from head to toe as the dragon relaxed, letting out a satisfied groan, his tongue swirling around his two shafts, giving them a gentle squeeze in turn, coaxing more pre out for him to feast upon. Dereck shivered in a mix of bliss and shock, not expecting the sudden, rough, almost feral pounding, but loving it nonetheless, wanting more of it, craving for the entire length and girth of the dragon’s meaty member.

Meanwhile, on the other side, Nick was slowly but surely picking up the pace, thrusting hard and deep into the tight, pre-slickened hole, the muscular walls undulating around him, massaging every inch of his length, his balls slapping noisily against the wolf’s own, his tip parting the muscular folds as it sank deep in the clenching passage. Pleasure shot in his veins filling every cell in his body with a searing heat, his vision becoming a blur of colors and odd twisting, deforming shapes in which only the wolf’s head, rhythmically bobbing up and down remained visible. Loud suckling and gulping sounds filled his ears, the potent, enticing fragrance of musk and desire waffling at his nose, his breathing growing shallow and irregular, his heart thumping loudly in his chest, his cock throbbing rapidly, spewing clear lines of precum in the depth of Dereck’s hole, the pressure in his loins quickly welling up. Below him, Lyam was also picking up speed, his large snout sliding back and forth along the male’s two cocks at an ever increasing pace, eagerly suckling and licking them, going as far as taking the two engorged knots in the heated depth of his maw, jerking the wolf upward every time he did so while his tongue trailed and traced around the twin members, finding new and exciting ways to pleasure them. In the meantime he had begun rocking his hips back and forth, sinking more of his rigid maleness in the wolf’s maw, sometime sliding as far as his throat, Dereck’s nostrils bumping against the engorged knot as the length was shoved in his mouth, making the male gasp and choke on his girth.

Nick knew he was getting close, the pressure in his loins becoming unbearable as he thrusted faster, harder and deeper in Dereck’s tailhole, pounding away relentlessly at the clenching hole, the muscular walls clamping shut around him, holding him in a vice-like grip, milking him for all he was worth, drawing his orgasm closer. He could tell by the smell alone that the two of them weren’t far either, Dereck quivering and shuddering beneath him, pushing back against his thrusts, taking as much as he could in his ravenous hole, grinding his two cocks into Lyam’s maw, his moans, although muffled by the cock buried in his mouth, becoming louder and louder, filled with raw need, begging them to continue, to go as hard and fast as they saw fit, to give him all they had. An icy cold chill ran down Nick’s spine, his cock jumping in the confined, undulating space, a spurt of pre gushing out of his tip, coating his depth in slick lubricant as an idea suddenly sprang to life in his clouded mind. For but a brief moment he was startled, slowing down to almost a complete stop, his mind racing, pondering if he should proceed with what had just spawned from the depth of his lust-addled imagination, the thought very appealing, very fitting in more than one way.

Dereck suddenly halted, snapping out of his lusty state, feeling the human shift awkwardly behind him, stopping altogether, his hard, throbbing dick almost fully out of his rear. Before he could make sense of the situation or question what was going on he felt Nick’s hands move up from their original position, sliding slowly up his sides, fingers delicately fondling his fur, triggering light, pleasurable jolts in their wake, finally coming to rest next to his own forepaws. The next instant a new weight came down onto his back, causing him to tense and wobble a little as skin made contact with his fur all across his back, a reassuring, familiar warmth seeping under his lush fur, sending shivers down his spine. Glancing back, he saw with his own eyes what was happening, discovering Nick’s head standing mere inches away from his own, a broad, malicious smile floating on his lips, a devious glimmer shining in his eyes. A crimson red blush quickly spread over his cheeks laid on top of him, rocking back and forth, making him feel the weight and strength of his body, his well-defined, chiseled abs rubbing his back, triggering small, pleasurable jolts and shiver of pleasures. The best part however was what was happening down below as the human’s cock slid deeper into his quivering hole, poking and grinding against his sensitive walls making him flinch and quiver in bliss. His entire frame was shaken by a powerful jolt of pure pleasure, Lyam’s large, clawed paws reaching up, wrapping around his haunches, holding him in place for his mate to hump him to his heart’s content, the man quickly resuming his steady thrusting.

Nick let out a low grunt, the wolf’s hole seemingly tightening around him with each thrust, holding his cock in a vice-like grip each time he slammed in, coaxing more pre out than ever, the slick, muscular walls around him becoming even slipperier than they already were, giving him more room to thrust. In one, swift, forceful buck of his hips he slammed hard and deep in Dereck’s tailhole, the wolf yelping and squealing in sheer bliss, his back arching in delight, grinding his plump rear against the man’s crotch, feeling the entire length of his shaft resting in the tightly clenched confined of his holes, filling the narrow space with warm, slick precum. Nick, securing his grip on the wolf beneath him resumed thrusting, picking up the pace even more, enjoying the new angle, his breathing becoming shallow and irregular while he pounded away at the tight, quivering furry rump, loving the new angle, savoring how it made the male below him moan and tremble in bliss. Loud slapping sounds filled the air, blending with the equally audible suckling and gulping noises emanating from both Lyam and Dereck, the dragon’s eyes staring with blazing lust at Nick’s balls as they smashed into the wolf’s cheeks with each forceful thrust, the spectacle of the man’s cock sliding in and out at a fast, frantic pace from the alien wolf’s rear causing his lust to soar to new heights, prompting him to double his efforts on the wolf’s two cocks, greedily swallowing them in his salivating maw. Dereck was in heaven, his body instinctively rocking back and forth with Nick’s relentless pounding, bucking back every time the man’s foreskin-clad member sank in his tight rear, in the mean time dragging his two, overestimated cocks across Lyam’s raspy tongue, pre spewing from both bloated tips, flowing straight down the hungry dragon’s throat.

Meanwhile, on the other end he was still taking great care of the thick, engorged, wildly throbbing maleness filling his maw shut, unleashing torrents of salty, gooey fluids into the tight, full space, forcing him to either swallow or let it all cascade back out around Lyam’s ridged shaft, giving it a slick, shiny look. His head bobbed up and down at a moderate pace, his angle and speed slightly changing each time, the flared, textured ridges dragging across the roof of his maw, causing him to gag and gulp as the tip poked, and even slipped into his throat. The way his body was rocked and thrust forward by the man above him forced him deeper on the massive draconic length while Lyam’s hips bucked upward, burying even more of his cock in the already full maw, finding it’s way deeper into his throat, forming a noticeable bulge on it’s way down made him shudder and quiver, loving the way the two were having their way with him, savoring how they mounted and pounded both his rear and maws, stuffing them full with their appealing dicks while also pleasuring him. Nick’s cock head repeatedly smashed into his prostate, sending waves of pleasure wrecking havoc in his trembling frame, coaxing so much pre out of him he was now leaking at a near constant rate, dribbles of the salty substance flowing on Lyam’s tongue for him to feast upon while he continued to stroke and lick his two sensitive members. Huffing and gagging he took more and more of the dragon’s sizeable maleness, finding it more difficult than the last time, his throat constricting around the tapered tip each time it entered, his gag reflex kicking in, preventing him from going deeper. The pressure in his loins was rapidly welling up, as was the case for the two males on either side of him, making it clear none of them would last for much longer, Lyam’s cock stiffening with each throb while Nick’s thrusts became faster and rougher, sending blissful shudders down his spine.

“With what I have seen before I thought you’d be able to handle it.” spoke a voice coming from behind him. He froze, perplexed, bewildered, immediately identifying who it belonged to but still unsure if he had heard correctly or if his lustful mind was playing tricks on him. Puzzled he glanced back, discovering the man on top of him smiling amusingly, a devious glimmer shining in his eyes, piercing the light haze of lust covering them. This simple sight caused a bright, crimson blush to rapidly crawl over his cheeks as he looked down toward the large, knotted base of Lyam’s cock, recalling how it had felt when it had forced its way into his maw, locking his jaws wide open. This mere thought made him tremble in excitement, determination blooming in his veins, fueled by his burning, boiling, fiery lust pumping in his veins. Slowly he pulled out, letting inch after inch of hard cock slip out of his stuffed maw, ridges popping out one after the other with a wet sound, coated in pre and saliva. Once only the tip remained resting on his tongue, pulsing rhythmically he took a deep breath, bracing himself before, plunging down, engulfing the thick cock in one, go, guiding it as deep as it could reach, the ridged underside mashing against his palette while the tip found it’s way into his throat, spreading the tight tunnel wide around it’s girth. He stopped, gasping for breath, the large maleness stuffed deep in his throat, bulging it outward around it’s sheer size, torrents of pre streaming straight down into his churning stomach, the knot adorning the base bumping against his nose, a deep, pleased rumble rising, coming from behind him, reverberating through his very cocks. “That’s more like it.” chuckled Nick approvingly, giving him one deep thrust, angled perfectly to slam right into his prostate, unleashing a tidal wave of pleasure upon him.

Dereck’s loud moans were silenced by Lyam’s length but he couldn’t care less, bobbing his head up and down, his paws resting on either side of the dragon’s crotch, gyrating both his head and haunches, changing angle and speed each time his muzzle sank down upon the large throbbing shaft. Lyam on his end could feel the pressure rising in his loins, churning out so much fresh seed it felt like they could burst at any moment, the wolf and his mate above him appearing in a similar state, their swollen orbs dangling in their sack, their cocks throbbing, twitching and jumping, spurting copious amount of thickening pre, the alluring scent of pheromones and musk becoming even more present, impregnating every cubic centimeter of the air they breathed. Knowing how close he was he didn’t want to be the first one to finish, increasing in speed yet again, moving his head up and down at a rapid pace, his tongue coiling around the two shafts, mashing them together as it stroked their entire length from tip to base, his jaws opening wider, allowing the wolf’s maleness to be swallowed whole, the two tips reaching deep enough to poke at the back of his throat. Dereck flinched, the added pressure around his knots combined with the heat of the maw wrapped around his members sending a powerful jolts rushing through his body, putting him right on the edge of a powerful climax, his hole clenching tightly around Nick’s stiff member. Nick, astonished by the sudden increase in tightness, trapping his cock in a steel grip grimaced slightly, unable to move until the wolf’s muscular walls loosened their embrace, only adding to the pressure building in his loins. His pace increased again, pummeling the tightening tunnel, slamming as deep and hard as he could, his grunts and groans intertwining, with Dereck’s muffed moans and coos of delight, the sound they made almost dwarfed by Lyam’s deepening rumbles and growls.

Each time the human jabbed at his insides the wolf shook trembling in utter bliss, his whole body rocking back and forth in time with them, driving Nick’s member even deeper inside him, making their crotch mash against his furred cheeks, sinking his two cocks into Lyam’s maw before pulling away and impaling himself on the entire length of the dragon’s shaft, letting his intoxicatingly strong musk flood his nostrils. Bliss shot in his veins, bringing a delightful warmth to him, streaming down toward his bloated members, his twin shaft throbbing madly, jumping in the steaming hot cavity, spurting pre everywhere as that agile, dexterous, delicious tongue traced along his entire length, coaxing even more out of him. In the meantime Lyam’s own thrusts became more fierce and forceful, slamming deep into his tight throat his thick length pulsing with need, torrents of his fluids flooding his insides, cascading out of his maw each time he pooled back, only to give him another mouthful when he slammed back in. Nick relentlessly pounded away at he wolf’s tailhole, panting rapidly, his eyes staring intensely at the canine muzzle bobbing up and down below him, gulping and gasping around the sizeable length of Lyam’s cock, the spectacle only fueling his horniness to new heights, encouraging him to go harder, deeper, faster, the fresh batch of seed churning in his balls ready to spill at any moment.

At last, after such a rough and thorough pummeling, Dereck was the first to tip over the edge, freezing, tensing, his back arching, pressing back into Nick’s cock to get it al inside, a louder, though muffed cry of orgasmic delight filling the air as his every muscle tensed, clamping shut around Nick’s cock, his cocks throbbing rapidly, becoming hard like steel. Cum gushed out from the two overstimulated member at once, hitting the back of Lyam’s throat with such force even the dragon was taken aback, gasping in surprise as his maw found itself quickly overwhelmed by the two geysers of fresh seed. Heated semen flowed in Lyam’s maw, carrying a foreign but still familiar flavor, the thick, gooey substance sloshing in his mouth as he swallowed as much of it as he could, each rapid spurt feeding him even more, leading him to wonder how much the wolf would cum. With each gulp more cum streamed down his throat, bringing with it a feeling of utter satisfaction, fueling his own boiling, bubbling lust, his own load ready to gush out at any moment. Above, Nick tensed, sensing the increasing pressure applied to his cock, the muscular walls rhythmically clamping down around him, every time his shaft sank inside, the soft, velvety insides rubbing and massaging every inch of his length, edging him closer to his own climax, his balls jumping in their taut sack, churning fresh batches of seed, his cock feeling stiff, engorged, about to explode at any moment. The familiar scent of cum flooded his nose in a sudden, violent blast of musk-laded air overwhelming his senses in the blink of an eye, stirring his own blazing lust, urging him to thrust harder, deeper, faster. The loud, wet sounds of hi balls slapping the wolf’s cheeks as he ruthlessly pounded away at his rear matched the noises the dragon and wolf made below him, forming a blissful melody that echoed to their ears, turning them on even more. His breath had become a ragged, shallow, irregular panting, globes of sweat gathering on his forehead as his grip tightened around the trembling wolf’s frame, shoving him deeper onto his mate’s cock with each forceful thrust of his turgid, engorged cock.

Finally, with one final, mighty thrust he went over the edge, his cock sinking deep into the tightly clenched hole, slamming into the wolf’s prostate, making Dereck tense and squeal in bliss, his muscular passage enveloping him in a strong, wanting embrace. A torrent of cum rushed through his stiff length, in an all-consuming, unstoppable tidal wave as his balls jumped in their taut sack, grinding against the soft fur covering the wolf’s rump. His eyes were screwed shut, his muscles tensing like ropes while he held onto the man beneath him, his hard, bloated dick throbbing rapidly in the confined space of the quivering passage in which his shaft was embedded, the silk, velvety walls squeezing his member from all sides, trying to extract all the fertile juices it held. A loud, drawn-out moan burst from his mouth, thick, gooey cum gushing out of his member, the sticky substance splashing in the depts of Dereck’s insides, painting his sensitive walls in a soothing, fulfilling warmth. The wolf shook in bliss, his muffed moans of orgasmic delight growing louder despite the thick cock lodged in his throat, his eyes rolling back in their sockets in utter bliss, his sense overwhelmed by a second, tidal wave of carnal pleasure. The familiar, craved, needed feeling of ropes of hot seed shooting deep inside him, flooding his tight, constricting hole, pooling in his guts, trickling down toward the only exit around the human’s thick girth made every fiber of his being tremble with unbound lust, his muscular passage clamping down around him, coaxing more of the sticky, virile whiteness out. He had longed for this exact moment for so long, dreamt about it, ached for it, cherished his past memories of similar times to the point of near obsession that the actual feeling of the man’s cum bursting from his throbbing cock was enough to overpower his weakened, clouded mind, throwing him in a lustful frenzy, his balls churning out another fresh batch of seed, pleasure rushing in his veins as the heated flow streamed out of his two bloated, painfully stiff cocks with a renewed force, flooding the dragon’s unexpecting maw. Nick shuddered in bliss, panting rapidly, savoring each second of his powerful climax, his mind bathing in an ocean of pure pleasure while thick spurt of cum burst out of his cock at a fast pace, streaming down around his length, bathing his sensitive flesh in searing heat, oozing out of the stretched pucker, trickling down in the narrow gap between their two bodies as more kept pouring out of his throbbing member.

Lyam down below was enjoying the full extent of the action, his nostrils flared, taking deep inhales in the thick musk impregnating the air, the scent of freshly spilled seed flooding his senses, fueling his own boiling desire, white droplets pearling at the edge of Dereck’s tailhole, falling down onto his snout, adding to the potent, alluring fragrance in which they basked. The wolf’s two cocks suddenly tensed, their rhythmic throbs turning into rough spasms, the twin shafts engorging before unleashing a second wave of heated semen, the two geysers of creamy essence hitting the back of his throat, taking him aback. In an instant he found himself overwhelmed, gasping, and gulping in surprise, taken aback by the sheer amount the male above him was unloading, the already wild torrent doubling in intensity, causing some of the cum to drizzle out on the side of his maw. However, he wasn’t one to be overwhelmed so easily, quickly regaining his composure, his tongue tightening it’s coils around the two wildly throbbing shafts, keeping them in place, his jaws parting wider as he lunged forward. Dereck yelped in surprise, eyes snapping back open, making him realize he had inadvertently closed them, a feeling of utter dread and panic creeping over him when dozens, no hundreds of sharp, pointed fangs made contact with his groin, applying just enough pressure to keep him from moving while not puncturing his hide. Unable to look back with the dragon’s sizeable member still firmly stuck in his throat he found, to his own dismay, his entire cocks, sheaths and balls resting in the heated, slimy confines of Lyam’s ravenous mouth, his tips sinking deeper, entering a place he never thought he would ever have the chance of seeing; the dragon’s throat. His toes curled and his body quivered in utter delight, the tight, tunnel enclosing around his two members, mashing them together, tightening with each loud gulp the dragon took of his pungent sed, more freely streaming out of his stiff rods, cascading down into Lyam’s hungry belly, a deep, elated rumbling growl filling the silence. As afraid as he was, terrified by the fact his private parts were now fully in the jaws of a powerful deadly, razor-sharp teeth lined maw he couldn’t deny he was loving every second of it, finally relieving all the accumulated tension along with the burden of his seed into a willing male while also being thoroughly pounded and filled by another, his body giving in fully into the pleasure coursing through him.

Nevertheless, despite the sheer pleasure overloading his numb brain, he knew he wasn’t done, there was still something to take care of, something that was waiting for him to continue what he had started. Extending a trembling hand forward his clawed, padded fingers wrapped again around the engorged, bulbous knot adorning the base of Lyam’s cock, it’s throbs reverberating throughout his entire arm, shaking his very bones. Giving the engorged orb a gentle, cautious squeeze he resumed bobbing his head up and down at a fast pace, holding himself with one, trembling, wobbling hand, his spent body on the verge of giving in under him at any moment as more seed kept pouring in and out of him. Lyam quivered and groaned in delight, his hips bucking upward in need, shoving the thick, ridged length deeper inside the wolf’s maw and throat, shoving him back into Nick’s cock who reaffirming his grip around the furry rear, gave quick, shallow jabs inside the clamping, undulating tailhole, seed fresh seed still gushing from his bloated member, drawn out by the wolf’s hungry depth. Dereck shuddered in utter bliss, keeping up a rapid pace, his head moving rhythmically up and down the draconic rod, Lyam’s own thrust matching his pace, sinking his hard, ridged length deeper each time, forcing the swollen knot against his maw. Pre streamed out at a near constant rate from the tip, cascading down into his stomach, feeding him with gallons upon gallons of the slick, warm, salty substance, making it clear he was right on the edge of one powerful climax. His eyes were staring at the parted, oozing slit below him, more specifically at the massive lump of flesh crowning his cock, a part of him wanting to take the knot like he had already done before. Yet this time he had other plans in mind, doubling his efforts on the thick, throbbing shaft, changing speed and angle, taking all of the dragon’s sizeable dick in his hungry maw, his shaft glossy, shiny, shimmering in its coat of pre and saliva, slipping effortlessly in the depth of his tight throat.

Lyam felt the pressure rapidly rising inside his loins, a wave of his essence already surging toward his stiff cock, torrents of pleasure raging in his veins, bringing a searing it that spread in every scale, every cell, every fiber of his being. His muscles tensed, his claws digging into the ground, leaving deep, thin scars in the flooring, his tail lashing out like a whip. A surprised gasp burst from Dereck’s maw, his body tensing like a rope when something suddenly sprang out of the shadows above him, slithering along his head until it found his unprotected neck. Before his fuzzy brain could figure out what it was the thing wrapped around his throat like a collar, trapping him in tight, warm and smooth coils, it’s grip tight enough to prevent him from moving, leaving him helpless and at the mercy of whoever it belonged to without hindering his breathing. The next instant, as his mind finally put two and two together the control of the situation was suddenly ripped away from him, his head forcibly pulled down right as Lyam gave one last, powerful thrust, slamming the entirety of his cock into the unprepared wolf’s maw. The tip sank into his throat like a hot knife through butter, the knot smashing into his nose and lips, applying enough pressure for him to feel the full might of the dragon, yet not enough to firce it between his jaws, the dragon seemingly aware of what he had in mind. A deep, crimson blush crept over his cheeks when Lyam’s tail tightened it’s embrace around his neck, the dragon’s cock throbbing and twitching inside him, becoming harder than steel in the confines of his throat, his musk blasting at his sensitive nostrils, becoming thicker, more potent than it already was, causing him to gulp and moan around the thick cock buried deep in his mouth.

Lyam shook violently, spitting out the wolf’s two members still spewing ribbons of fresh cum everywhere, his fanged, cum-covered maw falling back onto the ground, his neck extending to its fullest, his panting breath mixing with his deep rumbling growls rising from the depth of his throat. Dereck tensed, sensing the imminent climax, a sliver of concern making its way in his clouded mind, this orgasm seeming much more powerful than what he had experienced before, his body bracing for the impending release. Behind him he felt Nick’s hold on his rear tighten, replacing the draconic paws with soft, agile but strong human hands, one of which snuck beneath him to grab his cocks, aiming the stream of his seed down at his mate’s golden belly, this sudden, unforeseen action deepening Dereck’s embarrassed blush. Then, with a loud thundering, bone-chilling roar that made Dereck’s fur stand on end all the way down his spine Lyam came, his groin grinding against his mouth, forcing his cock as deep as it could reach, his whole length spasming and jumping in the confined space as cum rushed through it, coming out from the tip in a geyser of virile, fertile, liquid heat. Dereck flinched, his entire body jolting in time with the powerful throbs shaking Lyam’s length, a torrent of hot, gooey essence cascading down into his throat, painting his walls in a thick layer of sticky, pearlescent cum, not leaving a single inch untouched by the rich, salty substance, the rest pooling in his stomach. A spike of heat and pleasure surged from the depth of his anatomy, quickly spreading throughout his entire frame, emanating from the loads the two aliens were depositing inside him, bringing with it a feeling of utter bliss and fulfillment, his long unsettled crave now all but gone, leaving him basking in the warmth of his own climax.

Lyam however was far from done, still erupting with thick gushes of heated semen which flowed in the wolf’s throat, pouring into his hungry stomach, the ruthless flow seemingly endless. Dereck closed his eyes, letting the rivers of draconic cum stream freely inside him, his stomach gurgling and churning as it filled up with heated essence, feeling like he had just eaten a good meal. In the meantime his own orgasm was slowly subsiding, his strong spurts of cum turning into small dribbles of seed, droplets of whitish cum dripping down from his two shafts, forming small puddles on Lyam’s chest, Nick’s skillful hand helping to coax every last drop out of him, leaving him basking in the soothing, delightful warmth of his afterglow. Nick wasn’t far behind, his cock growing a bit limper with each throb, spurt after spurt of his own seed shooting deep into the wolf’s tailhole, slowly turning into weak dribbles, his shrinking maleness allowing some of it to ooze out around h the base of his member, pearly rivulets trickling down the wolf’s hide. He was panting, shivering, savoring each instant of the powerful climax he had just experienced, the all-consuming pleasure that had overwhelmed him subsiding, leaving in it’s place a blissful feeling of utter and complete satisfaction. Slowly, inch by inch, he pulled out, the small trickle of seed becoming a small rivulet slithering along the underside of his maleness as it popped out, leaving Dereck empty, his gaping hole clenching on emptiness, drawing more cum out. Nick smiled, delighted, letting go of the wolf’s two heated spires, his cum-drenched fingers heading up along the wolf’s waist before reaching his own still throbbing, half-hard maleness, enclosing around it, giving it a few rapid strokes to keep himself hard for just a bit longer. Cum squirted from his cock, brought by the rapid motions of his skillful hand on his overstimulated length, white spires flying through the air before landing all over the wolf’s rump, drawing jagged lines all around his cheeks and hole, marking them with the potent fragrance of his seed.

Dereck shivered, feeling the hot cum hit his butt, shivering from head to toe, his claws curling in bliss, warmth seeping under his skin, sticking to his fur, adding to the bliss blooming in his veins, his tailhole already missing the human’s length, feeling parts of his freshly spent load dribble down his thighs, mixing with the growing mess pooling on Lyam’s belly. Lyam on his end was still cumming with the same force and passion, his orgasm looking nowhere near finished, pre gushing with amazing force into Dereck’s throat, coating his inner walls in white cream, the sheer amount becoming too much even for him, leaving him struggling to cope with the humongous load the dragon was dumping inside him. Fortunately for him Lyam’s grip on his neck suddenly vanished as quickly as it had appeared, granting him complete freedom to move and do as he pleased. At first he didn’t move, letting the thick, pungeant cum gush and slosh in his throat and belly, filling him to the brim, but slowly he began to pull out, changing angle so each spurt would hit a different angle of his throat. Only loud gulps and gasps filled the silence, Lyam rumbling in bliss in the background, his maw wide open, tongue lolling out on the side, eyes glazed with lust staring at the void, the amber irises glowing like two wildfires in the pitch darkness of the room. Dereck, despite the bliss this whole situation was filling him with couldn’t help but grow concerned, finding it increasingly difficult to breath with all the cum clogging his throat and mouth, the sheer volume of the dragon’s load far exceeding all his predictions, leaving him gasping and gagging, choking on thick, gooey seed cstreaming out at a near constant rate, showing no sign of stopping. With one strong pull he freed himself from the dragon’s massive length, the tip sliding out of his throat with a wet pop. However, it was far from enough for him to catch a single ounce of pure, musk-laded air as he was immediately greeted by a large rope of cum spraying all over the back of his mouth, forcing him to swallow yet again to not be overwhelmed. His grip on Lyam’s wildly convulsing member grew tighter, unfortunately only managing to make him cum even harder than before, bulging the wolf’s cheeks with the sheer amount he was producing, rivers of still warm seed bursting from the sides of Dereck’s maw as he struggled with the ruthless flow of seed.

Trying to drink everything that came out of Lyam’s member proved to be an impossible task despite his best efforts, only resulting in him choking and gagging on the thick, sticky essence pouring in his stuffed maw, only managing to guzzle a portion of the sticky goo, the rest rushing back out, covering both him and Lyam in the scalding heat of his cum. Finally, unable to take anymore he let go of Lyam’s cock, pulling himself completely free from the dragon’s wildly throbbing shaft, coughing and gasping for breath, but only swallowing more of the sticky cum while more gushed out in quick, powerful spurts, spraying his muzzle, neck and chest with warm, white jizz. Panting, trembling, his vision blurred by both cum and the lack of oxygen, Dereck watched with lustful eyes as thick geysers of pearlescent essence soared from Lyam’s cock, seemingly remaining suspended in midair for a brief moment before raining down on them both, blanketing him in the dragon’s potent, tangy musk, the strong scent carving itself in his fur. Wanting more he aimed Lyam’s achingly hard penis in various direction, letting his goey seed shower his face neck, back and chest, even making sure that some would go as far as to hit Nick behind him, the human leaning closer to get his share of his mate’s climax. Finally, after what felt like hours Lyam’s orgasm seemed to taper off, the spurts turning into weaker squirts, enough for him to dare and attempt to take more of it, welcoming the pointed tip in the sloppy heat of his mouth, greedily guzzling down on the last remnants of seed the dragon had to offer. Low coos, growls and moans of delight filled the silence as Lyam rod out his orgasm, taking a peak at the two males above him from his privileged position, watching them as they basked in the afterglow of their intense session, cum dripping from holes and cock, the intoxicating scent of sex and seed filling his nostrils with it’s alluring perfume while his own seed was eagerly swallowed by the hungry wolf, his raspy tongue slathering his length in search of the smallest drop of cum as the last strands of it oozed out from his tip.

Dereck let go of the dragon’s cock for a second time, panting raggedly, heart beating into his chest, his spent body growing weaker with each passing second, as if all his energy had been sapped, leaving him hanging on the edge of sleep, his pleasure only equaled by the sudden wave of exhaustion washing over him. “Damn, you really made him cum hard.” whistled Nick, impressed, taking a step back to see the full extent of the mess they had made, his words taking Dereck by surprise, managing to keep him from collapsing. “Speak for yourself, you two made a big mess too.” chuckled Lyam, curling his neck to get a better view at Dereck’s rear when Nick stepped away, marveling at the gaping hole dripping with hot cum. Lyam’s snout ventured forward, finding it’s mark between the wolf’s cheeks, his long tongue slithering out, dragging along the narrow crack, lapping over the sensitive muscular rim, collecting some of Nick’s cum in the process for him to savor, the sudden action making Dereck tense and yelp in surprise, blushing profusely. “True, but still not as big as yours.” retorted Nick, pointing the large white puddles and stains covering both the dragon and wolf. “Well, I can’t deny watching you two go at it like this was really exhilarating, we should do that more often.” “Was it that good?” enquired Nick, puzzled. “Better than you can even imagine.” Purred Lyam in response, offering his mate a wide, toothy grin, exposing the cum still sticking and dangling from his pristine scales. “I knew you were a pervert, but I didn’t expect that much.” snorted the man, feigning a disapproving glare. “Hush you, I know you enjoyed it just as much.” retorted Lyam, reaching forward with his snout, planting a loving kiss on Nick’s cheek. “Can’t say I didn’t.” confirmed Nick, returning the affection, their lips meeting, driving them in a deep, passionate kiss filled with the unmistakable flavor of seed.

Dereck slowly, cautiously got up, having finally gathered enough strength to stand up, his wobbly legs trembling beneath him, feeling on the verge of collapsing under him, his vision hazy, as if he was moving in a thickening mist. Steadying himself he took the time to cast his surrounding a long, thorough, thoughtful glance, his clouded vision coming upon the few things he could make out in the inky darkness of his living room, discovering large puddles of drying cum, clothes scattered to the wind, and in the middle of all this the two aliens. Lyam was still laying down on the ground, Nick sitting next to him, the two of them making out, oblivious, or uncaring about the fact he was staring right at them. Cum, sweat and other fluids covered their respective hides, the couple reeking of the appealing scent of spilled seed and the unmistakable fragrance of their respective arousal. He flinched, sensing something warm, wet slither between his cheeks, sending cold chills down his spine, one of his hands instinctively reaching back. To his own relief and embarrassment his fingers discovered a small stream of a gooey substance he only knew too well, the source of which appearing to be his own hole, the realization causing his muscles to clench, drawing more of the heated fluids out. Pulling his hand away he found it coated in long strands of still warm cum, the strong alien fragrance waffling at his nose, stirring his arousal back to life, his two half-hard members, starting to retreat in their sheaths throbbing back to full mast in a matter of seconds, reinvigorated by a new inrush of blood. In the meantime, his numb, limp body began recovering the entirety of it’s senses, making it apparent how much cum he had swallowed, his mouth and throat still full of the sticky goo. But above all he could feel a familiar, pleasant soreness in his rear, accompanied by that sensation that made him stand on edge moments ago, the heat of another’s seed sloshing, oozing and dripping from the depth of his used hole.

“And you Dereck, I take it you enjoyed yourself too.” called a voice, snapping him out of his reveries. “W-w-w-what?” he gasped, his attention immediately focusing on the source of the familiar voice. To his own embarrassment he found himself face to face with the two aliens, side by side, looking intensely at him, their gazes undressing him even though there wasn’t much to hide at this point. “Did you enjoy yourself?” repeated Lyam, in a soft, calm tone. “Yes… yes I did…” he muttered, his cheeks red hot from how much he blushed, “it was… really good.” he added, feeling a bit more at ease. “I figured by how much you came back there.” snorted the dragon, a devious grin curling his lips. “Well… you two… doing all this to me was… a bit… overwhelming.” “You can say that.” giggled Lyam, licking his lips in a surprisingly enticing way, his tongue slithering along his scales, collecting droplets of seed left behind. “You say that but you still made the biggest mess.” chuckled Nick, looking insistently at the large pools and streaks of sticky essence coating them. “I have to say it was hard to hold back with what you two were doing. Also, Dereck I must give it to you, your throat feels amazing.” complimented the dragon, causing Dereck’s embarrassment to soar while his blush deepened, his eyes darting around nervously. “T-t-thank… you I… I guess.” “You deserve it, you are very talented with that mouth of yours.” praised Lyam, visibly shuddering, claws curling and tail twitching in delight. Dereck gulped down nervously, grimacing in a slight discomfort, his throat feeling like sandpaper while also seeming clogged, as if a huge lump of something was jammed somewhere inside, unwilling to move. “Are you alright?” enquired Lyam, immediately noticing his changing expression, “I hope I didn’t hurt you.” “No, it’s fine, it just feels a bit sore, but I can dal with it.”

“That’s a relief, I was worried I had gone too rough on you.” sighed Lyam, visibly rejoiced. “Don’t worry about me, I can handle big guys like you.” reassured Dereck, trying his best to sound confident despite the dull ache radiating from his throat and maw, “I just… didn’t expect you to do… what you did…” “Oh… yeah… sorry… I couldn’t help it.” squeaked Lyam embarrassedly. “No, not that, I mean… the way you used your tail it was… pretty unexpected.” “And I guess that from the way you are talking about it you enjoyed it.” observed Nick, a wry grin floating on his lips. “Maybe…” mumbled the wolf shyly, made more and more uneasy by the situation, especially since his two rock-hard cocks were now bobbing freely before him, twitching and throbbing in approval as he spoke. “I’ll keep that in mind then…” giggled Lyam mischievously. “And you Nick, what did you think?” enquired Dereck, quick to change subject. “I can tell you he definitely loved it.” “Shut up Lyam.” hissed the human, throwing the dragon a disapproving glare. “What, I’m just stating the obvious. I mean, from where I was it was clear you were enjoying yourself quite a bit.” casually replied Lyam. “That doesn’t need a genius to figure that out.” chuckled Dereck, his gaping tailhole clenching, pushing more of Nick’s semen out, eliciting a low, barely audible moan from him. “Well, gotta say you have a really nice butt.” admitted Nick after a moment of hesitation, “Also, I wasn’t expecting you to be so tight since, according to a certain someone you have been practicing with very big toys.” he added, tossing Lyam a meaningful, insisting glance.

“It’s true I’ve been using some of my toys lately but I’m still pretty tight down there. Anyway, I’m glad you enjoyed it… I mean me… it was great for me too. I have to say I’m… fairly impressed, your dick is unlike anything I’ve ever tried before, it doesn’t have a knot, ridges or anything of the sort and yet you still made me cum like a fountain. That… that was…. Wonderful.” “It’s all in how you use what you’re given.” Proudly chuckled Nick, leaning back, putting his fully erect cock on full display, his thick, rigid member throbbing in a somewhat mesmerizing way, the whole length covered in a mix of many different fluids. Dereck gulped down, flinching uncontrollably, his eyes immediately homing onto the human’s exposed maleness, his maw watering, his tailhole clenching, his cocks jumping and spurting clear, ivory lances of pre in want. “I suppose you are right…” he murmured, trying his hardest to contain the blazing inferno of lust raging inside him, fighting the sudden urge to get between the human’s legs and enjoy more of his alien spire. “Oh, he is.” Confirmed Lyam in a deep, excited rumble, his snout leaning over toward his mate, his eyes glancing down at what stood between his legs with an expression somewhere between a ravenous hunger and a burning passion, “You have no idea of what he can do with what nature has gifted him with.” He added in the same honeyed, tantalizing tone. Thick potent musk impregnated the air as the dragon spoke, becoming even stronger than it already was, permeating in every breath they took, bringing with a pleasant sense of lightheadedness and dizziness. Dereck’s eyes drifted to the side, his heart skipping a beat, his entire body tensing like a rope when he discovered Lyam’s cock, coated in a thick film of saliva and cum, proudly standing at full mast, throbbing eagerly, as if the powerful orgasm and the flood of seed that had come with it had been nothing to him. A part of him, although his brain was becoming seriously clouded by the alluring aroma floating around him, invading his nostrils with every whiff of infected air he took, was delighted by the news; a side of him aching to finally settle the urge to feel this massive rod inside him while the other, still somehow focused on his original objective was rejoiced to see there was more of that thick, fertile seed to sample.

“But perhaps… you’d like to see it for yourself…” cooed Lyam, his sweet, honeyed murmurs bringing him back to reality. Nick smiled, watching the wolf stagger and blush in embarrassment, his lust-filled gaze immediately drifting away, trying to hide his burning, blazing hunger for more. Unfortunately for him, his body immediately betrayed him, his two cocks surging with a renewed vigor, throbbing and bobbing in the open, moist air of the room, small, clear streams of pre erupting from his bloated tips, making it clear how aroused he truly was, ready for another round. Nick had to admit he had been enjoying himself quite a bit so far, finding much more pleasure than he had anticipated, his own hardened pole standing tall between his legs, aching for another round. A wry smile curled his lips as he glanced to the side, coming face to face with Lyam’s snout, the dragon’s amber irises radiating a warm, reassuring, although lust-infused glow aimed specifically at the object of his deepest, most intense desire. “From where I’m sitting, I’d say you want another round too.” he chuckled, gently patting his mate’s snout. “I never said I didn’t.” snorted the playful dragon, giving his hand a loving lick, coating his palm in a thick, sticky layer of warm saliva. Nick flinched, shuddering from the unexpected, affectionate contact, instinctively pulling his hand away, earning a sly, playful giggle from the dragon. “Besides, I know I am not the only one in that position.” He snickered deviously, his eyes darting toward Nick’s erection with that familiar lustful, hungry glow blazing in them, his tongue dashing over his lips in anticipation. “Can’t deny it.” chuckled Nick, widening his stance to give the two males a better view, Lyam letting out a low, elated rumble while Dereck flinched, stifling a coo, his two cum-covered cocks throbbing and bobbing eagerly before him.

“So, in that case I assume we are all ready for the next round.” chirped Lyam, his tail wagging excitedly, scraping along the floor. Dereck unconsciously found himself nodding in approval, eyes glued to the two naked males in front of him, their private parts on a gorgeous, alluring display he couldn’t look away from. All parts of his foggy mind were rejoiced, screaming, cheering, even roaring at him to continue, to go on until he couldn’t stand up anymore. Even the small, barely audible portion of his brain still fixated on his mission was delighted, encouraging him to go on, have at it as much as he wanted, even more if it meant collecting more of this potent, thick, creamy essence. “I… I g-g-guess so…” he mumbled, gulping down, his eyes glued to the two males’ pulsing erections, beads of precum oozing from their tips, dripping down their hardened, engorged shafts. A potent, alluring fragrance permeated every cubic centimeter of air they breathed, quickly overwhelming his senses with the appealing promise of more delightful times with the two alien lovers. Outside the storm was still raging relentlessly, it’s intensity reaching new heights, howling winds blasting between the tall, towering buildings, pummeling the facades and windows with such force one could almost feel the icy cold breeze seeping in the cracks. The rain was still pouring down all around the city, washing away everything that wasn’t properly secured and rooted to the ground, some of it managing to fall past the protective barrier enveloping the district while thunder rumbled almost continuously, lightnings streaking, slashing across the tormented skies, hitting the ground in so many places it was hard to keep track of everything, the weather itself seemingly enraged by the large, sprawling maze of buildings withstanding it’s ruthless assaults.

Yet Dereck couldn’t care less, barely hearing the roaring thunder outside, his whole mind absorbed by something far more important, something red, ridged from it’s pointed tip, all the way to the engorged lobs of a massive knot, coated in a thick, slightly glinting layer of cum, spit and pre, pulsing and bobbing in the most inviting way possible. Lyam knew what he was looking at, adopting a wide stance, leaving the entirety of his gorgeous maleness exposed for the wolf to feast his eyes on, his tail flicking from side to side, curling toward the his member, pointing at it in a sensual, tantalizing way. Nick smirked, following Dereck’s gaze before leaning over toward his mate, the hand Lyam had previously soaked in sticky saliva slowly caressing the dragon’s displayed maleness, causing him to purr in delight under the skillful touch. His fingers trailed down the thick, hardened pole, slithering between ridges, making Lyam tense, flinch and quiver, low coos and deep guttural growls spilling out of his slightly parted maw, his cock throbbing eagerly while his haunches bucked upward, sending warm droplets of pre flying in all direction. “So what is the plan this time?” groaned the lustful dragon in anticipation, his breathing already becoming shallow and irregular, vibrating with a deep excited rumble. “W-what?” gasped Dereck, taking a step back after a few seconds spent blankly staring at the alluring display, realizing, to his own embarrassment that two rivulets of pre were trickling from his cocks, forming a small puddle between his feet. “What do you have in mind this time?” enquired Lyam, shuddering in anticipation, his eyes glinting with malice and excitement.

“Oh err… I… I have… no idea…” stammered Dereck shyly. In reality his mind was racing at full steam, crafting lustful, arousing ideas, the most exquisite and appealing pictures flashing before his eyes, fueling his already boiling horniness, “How about you chose this time?” “That is a very… very tempting offer but I’ll have to decline, after all, you are the one in charge, make the most of it while it lasts.” purred Lyam in the same mischievous, honeyed tone. “Yeah, beside we’re curious to see what you’ll come up with, isn’t that right Lyam?” added Nick, sharing his mate’s devious grin. “Indeed, we are.” confirmed the dragon in a low, drawn-out moan when Nick’s hand dexterously wrapped around his turgid erection, giving it a tantalizing stroke, coaxing a thick bead of pre from his oversensitive maleness. Dereck gulped down in apprehension, an excited shiver running down his spine, his two cocks surging with a newfound desire, becoming so stiff they ached, craving another release, his heavy balls already churning out a fresh batch of seed at a restless pace. His eyes rapidly darted from one to the other, desire boiling in his veins, filling him with a delightfully burning heat, his entire body aching, needing more, wanting them both. His hungry gaze wandered over their frames, more specifically trailing down their proudly standing cocks, his mouth watering and his tailhole clenching in anticipation as their lengths pulsed before him, dripping beads of slick, aqueous precum. “So, what will it be this time?” enquired Lyam, curious, eager, his hips rocking back and forth, making his hard member sway invitingly while, right below, his tailhole clenched in anticipation, oozing with the remnants of Nick’s previous load. “Relax Lyam, let him think, you’ll get what you want soon enough.” chuckled Nick, throwing the excited dragon both a wry smirk and a knowing look. “I guess I just have to wait and see.” Huffed Lyam with a deep but short lived snarl, glancing down at his own maleness with a desperate look plastered across his face, making it more than clear how horny and restless he had grown.

Dereck couldn’t hide an amused giggle, finding the sight of the needy dragon desperate for a release quite arousing, a part of him wanting to purposefully leave him in that state for as long as possible for all the troubles he had caused him. But another part of him was more than inclined to provide the assistance he needed, wanting to feel how this constantly horny, devious, teasing cloned creature bred, his body craving for more of that thick, virile, musky essence of his. “I think… I think… I have… an idea…” he let out in a barely audible whisper, immediately drawing the two alien’s attention to him, Lyam’s irises illuminating with happiness while Nick raised a quizzical eyebrow, encouraging him to elaborate. “That is good to hear!” chirped Lyam excitedly, his tail rhythmically thumping the ground in anticipation, making Dereck grin in amusement. “Well, to start Lyam could you get up please?” “I would, but I’m afraid this won’t happen.” politely replied Lyam, a hint of malice peaking in his voice. “Oh, why is that?” “Unfortunately, I am quite spent, so, if you don’t mind I would like to stay like this.” “Yeah whatever, just say you don’t want to move your fat ass and let us do all the work.” grunted Nick, looking at the ceiling in disbelief, earning only a half apologetic, half amused smile. “That’s… not a big deal….” muttered Dereck a new idea springing to his mind, quickly washing away his remaining doubts. “Perfect!” chirped Lyam, happily squirming on the cool floor while Nick raised an interrogative eyebrow toward the nervous wolf, “So how about you show us that idea of yours.”

Dereck flinched, always amazed by Lyam’s constant eagerness, his excitement both terrifying and adorable. Nevertheless he took a step forward toward the dragon, careful to not trip on his swishing tail, his heart racing in his chest, his breathing quickening, taking deep inhales in the musk-filled air, his eyes glued to the dragon’s hindquarters, switching from his large, pulsating shaft coated in a concoction of slick, clear juices to his slightly loosened tailhole oozing with seed. His two cocks bounced eagerly between his legs, fueled by what laid before him, dripping with pre, coating his lengths in a slick, warm layer. Yet another part of him was even more anticipating what he was about to do, his tailhole, his puckered, well-used and lubed tunnel clenching and quivering in anticipation, ready for anything, or at least he hoped. Before he knew it he was standing right above Lyam, staring intensely at his throbbing red maleness, drawn to it like a magnet, his entire frame shuddering in excitement at the mere thought of what he was about to do. In the corner of his vision he could see Nick’s wondering gaze going back and forth between him and Lyam’s endowment, a naughty, devious smile curling his lips when he figured out his intentions.

“I think I’m gonna like where this is going.” Nick chuckled, turning his attention toward Lyam before moving slightly more to the side, looking for a better view of the impending fun, the dragon letting out a deep, approving rumble, his head vigorously nodding, his claws curling and his eyes shining in unbound desire. “Oh I think I will too…” cooed Lyam, his burning, blazing gaze glued to the advancing wolf’s endowment, his own wildly throbbing and twitching in anticipation, so hard he could have smashed through a brick wall with it. Dereck only smiled, looking down at Lyam, then Nick, then back to Lyam, finding himself mesmerized by the dragon’s meaty pole, equally craving and dreading it. Yet, as he was about to proceed he found himself like paralyzed, unable to continue, an invisible force holding him back like a freezing cold hand trapping him in the tightest grip possible, preventing him from moving another inch. A wave of doubt and worry washed over him, fear crawling over him like millions of icy cold snakes slithering along his fur, his body shivering uncontrollably, unresponsive to all his commands despite the roaring inferno of lust raging in his loins, aching for exactly what stood before him.

Slowly, imperceptibly his gaze moved away, focusing on Nick, discovering the human sitting right beside his mate, a hand wrapped around his turgid erection, stroking his entire length at a slow pace. But to his own surprise he found in his eyes a comprehensive, understanding, even encouraging expression, his head slowly but confidently nodding in approval. Dereck shuddered, the heavy weight pinning him down suddenly and, as quickly as it had appeared, disappearing, replaced by a familiar burning itch in his loin, this time accompanied by a sense of utter joy and relief. Regaining his composure he lowered himself under the watchful eyes of the eager dragon, deep excited rumbles filling the heavy silence of the room, the heat radiating from Lyam’s maleness seemingly intensifying as did his potent, alluring pheromone-laded scent.  Before he knew it he was kneeling before the dragon, his twin cocks bobbing mere inches away from his tailhole, the wrinkly opening rhythmically clamping shut in anticipation, a whitish rivulet trickling down along his tail base.

Before him Lyam was growing even more excited, pre almost gushing out of his rock-hard member, his paws and tail twitching and curling, his breath quickening, sounding like a continuous, deep, throaty purr, his tongue dashing over his lips in uncontained excitement,  his two amber irises shining brightly, two beacons in the darkness of the room; Dereck’s paw reached down, giving his aching members a soft, slow caress, this simple contact sending a powerful jolt into his body, his twin shafts surging, tensing before unleashing two thick jets of aqueous precum. The dragon before him shook, letting out a low excited growl, his own cock stiffening before expelling a thick rope of his own fluids with such force it flew through the air, landing on the very tip of his snout. Amused, a devious smile curling his lips, his eyes planted in the dragon’s hazy irises Dereck continued, inching forward, his paw traveling up and down his two erect cocks, massaging the sensitive shafts, keeping them pointed at Lyam’s quivering tailhole, spurting thick line of clear pre all over his clenching entrance, causing the dragon to tense and shudder even more. His tail, which had remained mostly still until then started thumping against the floor, flicking from side to side in anticipation.

Dereck shook uncontrollably, traversed by a sudden, intense jolt of pleasure, one of his tips brushing against the dragon’s opening, sliding along the smooth, slippery golden scales surrounding it, leaving a warm and wet trail behind. He could feel the dragon’s every muscle tense and flex, every scale shiver, his breathing halting for a split second before turning into a low elated coo, his eyelids slowly closing, his brightly shining irises becoming blurry. His tip slowly, cautiously pressed harder against Lyam’s quivering entrance, feeling it open around him with remarkable ease, making it clear the dragon had been waiting for this for a while now. His entire body shook with desire, a sudden wave of heat enveloping his overstimulated maleness as his tip slid in the inviting vent, the smooth, velvety walls wrapping around him, cradling his very tip, tugging at him in an attempt to entice him to go deeper. He tensed, his whole frame quaking under a violent lustful jolts which caused his hips to uncontrollably buck forward, sinking two inches of his hardened flesh inside the quivering depth of the dragon’s backside, the soft, blissful embrace of his tight hole too tempting to resist. A low groan rose from Lyam’s maw, his whole body shuddering in utter delight, his cock jumping in the open air, spewing a long rope of clear pre, his hindlegs spreading to give him a better access, encouraging him to not hold back.

Yet, despite the appealing invitation, despite the tight grip of these undulating muscles, despite the searing heat enveloping his turgid maleness, Dereck had other plans in mind. With a low, muffed grunt he pulled back, slipping free of the appetizing rear, his cocks throbbing and twitching in protest, a dull ache spreading throughout his groin, causing him to grimace; thankfully hidden by the ambient darkness of the room.  Immediately Lyam’s head peaked up, the bewildered dragon raising a confused eye ridge, both surprised and slightly disappointed by the wolf’s sudden withdrawal. Dereck didn’t let that bother him, instead crawling up over Lyam’s gold plated belly, letting his two hard cocks grind over his sensitive tail base one last time, causing them both to tremble and coo in bliss. Slowly, as he climbed up his members rubbed and slid against Lyam’s soft, warm scales, triggering light shivers and flinches everywhere they poked, leaving warm, clear droplets of pre behind, the still puzzled dragon looking at the scene with a perplexed expression, a mix of arousal and eagerness intertwined with a burning curiosity, his ravenous gaze glued to the narrow space between their two bodies, watching the two red spires travel up his nether region, deep rumbling growls escaping from his parted jaws.

Soon Dereck froze, feeling something insanely hot and slippery pulse against his two cocks, much larger than his own endowment, lined with thick flared protrusions that seemed to flex with every throb, warm liquid cascading down the entire length, drenching his two shafts in the process. His arousal skyrocketed, his balls jumping in their furred sack, churning with pent-up seed, his twin rods stiffening, swelling as they eagerly throbbed, dribbling copious amounts of pre in a strangely heated and wet place he could feel beneath his tips. Without even a glance he knew what it was, the mere realization sending an icy cold chill down his spine, fear gripping his heart, doubt seeping under his skin, apprehension taking a hold of him. Now that he was so close it felt huge, gigantic even, a massive pilar of thick draconic flesh, not even considering the knot adorning the base and the sheer volume of cum held in these equally large loins. Could he even take such a monster without splitting himself in half? Only adding to his growing concern Lyam’s hips rocked forward, sliding his cock against the wolf’s own members, finding it’s way between them, pushing them apart around his girth, making Dereck tremble and his legs wobble even more to the delight of the amused dragon. He took a deep breath, trying to remain as calm as possible, brushing his fears aside before continuing, onl coming to a halt when Lyam’s turgid erection was behind him, radiating heat and a musky fragrance he was slowly but surely getting accustomed to. Inch by inch his tail came down, caressing the very tip of the thick cock standing right beneath him, earning a large burst of precum in return, indicating he was in the perfect position for what he had in mind.

“Hey Nick, d-d-do you… want to… see how I take care of a… big guy… like Lyam?” cockily threw Dereck, slowly standing up, feeling the heated, throbbing maleness pres against his rear, spreading it’s heat and dampness over his fur, his trembling voice betraying how worried he truly was. “Sure thing, though first I’d definitely love to see how much you can take.” retorted Nick on the same tone, grinning deviously, “What do you think Lyam, you wanna take bets? I say he can’t take more than half of it.” “Why not,” cooed Lyam, “But I’m certain he can take much more than that.” “How much do you think exactly?” “I’d say… all the way in.” tauntingly growled the dragon, both for Nick and Dereck. “Knot included?” “Well… maybe not but we shall see.” Let out Lyam, turning his attention back to the wolf. “You know… if you tempt me like this… I may try to take all of you.” Mumbled Dereck, surprised by his own boldness. “I’d love to see you try.” chuckled Nick. “Me too…” added Lyam with an excited rumble. “In that case, allow me to show you.” retorted Dereck, emboldened by the two alien’s reaction, slowly rising up to a sitting position, straddling the eager dragon who’s eyes were glued to his groin. He could feel, right behind him, the dragon’s hard maleness throbbing and twitching, waiting for him to take care of it.

Without hesitation he reached back, fumbling around for a bit before finding his mark, his paw wrapping around the thick, slippery length, feeling the pre streaming from the tip coat his fur in a delightful warm coat. Lyam held perfectly still, hungrily looking down at the wolf’s two erections bobbing before him, salivating in anticipation, his nostrils flaring to take in as much of the potent, alluring fragrance it leaked into the thickening air. Dereck gulped down, feeling the thick draconic shaft throb with a renewed vigor in his palm, shooting thick beads of precum all over his hand, some even hitting his rear while he tried to get into position, so nervous and excited he was having trouble lining himself up with the massive pillar of flesh awaiting him; his task only made harder by the burning gaze of the horny dragon intensely staring at his endowment. At last, after a bit of struggling, especially because of the slippery, twitchy eel of a cock Lyam was gifted with kept slipping out of his grasp, the pointed head found its way under his tail, his remaining free hand spreading his cheeks apart to facilitate the access. A delightful chill ran down his spine, triggered by Lyam’s pre-soaked tip brushing against his entrance, smearing his slippery natural lubricant all over his puckered hole, his muscles clenching in a mix of anticipation and apprehension. Taking a deep breath, trying to appease the mad drumming of his heart he lowered himself upon the sizeable erection, it’s sheer size sending shivers down his spine while it’s heat made him feel like he was about to sit in a furnace.

A loud groan burst from his maw, a powerful jolt rocking his very frame, his eyes bulging wide open, his legs wobbling before him, his tail lifting as high as it could reach, his cocks stiffening before letting forth two large ropes of pre when the very first inch of Lyam’s cock sank right in, sliding past his pucker with ease, prying his entrance open with it’s sheer girth. Pain and pleasure intertwined, his vision becoming hazy as the two conflicting feelings overwhelmed him, his moan turning into a sharp yelp, his inides forced to accommodate the large object being inserted inside him. Lyam’s traits twisted in a pained grimace, eyes screwing shut, claws scraping against the ground while his tail slammed down with a heavy thud, his maleness squeezed hard by the powerful anal muscles of the alien wolf, leaving him no room to thrust or even free himself from the constricting depth of his rear.

“D…Damn… you’re tight…” he winced. “Or is it you who is big.” Cockily replied Dereck, offering him a broad smile that couldn’t hide the pain eh was coping with. “That’s… a… possibility…” groaned Lyam, squirming beneath the male on top of him, “You know… if… I’m too big for you to handle… there are other ways we can play…” “Thanks for the offer but I’m fine… I just need… some time to adjust…” mumbled Dereck, silencing a while as Lyam’s turgid cock throbbed, stretching him a bit more. “In that case, if you don’t mind, I’m gonna take the free spot.” announced Nick, getting up, his hard length bouncing between his legs. “Be my guest.” replied Dereck, trying to take long, slow breathes. Nick quietly nodded, vanishing out of sight, cautiously walking around the dragon in the thick, impenetrable darkness, careful to not trip on his widely swaying tail. Before long he found himself in a nearly identical position to the wolf, kneeling over Lyam’s thick tail base, a hand wrapped around his cock, the other slowly tracing along the scaled curves of his mate’s rear, feeling him shiver in response to the slightest touch. Dereck didn’t even need to glance over his shoulder to know what was happening mere inches away from him, trusting the human to handle his part while he focused on the dragon’s large tool, slowly gyrating his hips, helping to ease both his tensed walls and the thick head inside him.

Low growls and groans spilled from Lyam’s maw, every fiber of his being shaking as Dereck sank down on his hardened pole, managing to take another inch before having to stop again, the constricting, vice-like grip of his inner walls milking him dry, drawing every drop of pre out of him. In the meantime Nick’s soft, agile hand traveled all around his hindquarters, rubbing, fondling and massaging his stiff muscles wherever they could, helping him to relax, sometime gliding over some of his most sensitive spots, causing him to shudder blissfully. Deep elated purrs escaped his maw, a soothing, reassuring sensation filling him, making his body limp and his muscles numb, relieving the tension that had been soaring until then. Nick found himself harder than a rock, greatly appreciating his position, watching Lyam’s cock throb and twitch, spreading the wolf’s rear wide while his own tailhole clenched on emptiness, calling, begging for someone to fill it, the copious amounts of pre left behind giving it an appealing, shiny look, his hand stroking his had pole at a slow pace, smearing pre all over his length while his other hand trailed along one of Lyam’s hindpaws, the dragon shuddering when his fingers came in contact with his sensitive soles, eliciting a low moan from him. Dereck was trying his hardest to remain calm and collected, fighting to keep control of his body, pushing aside the dull ache he felt radiating from his spread hole, each flick, each twitch of the thick draconic member only forcing him wider open, thick spurts of pre shooting deep in his backside, coating his entrails in heated lubricant that trickled down toward his entrance, streaming along the ridged shaft.

Lyam on his end was floating on a small cloud of pure pleasure, feeling the two males sitting atop him, pleasuring him from many sides at once, his long awaiting desire finally satisfied, in some way at least, delightful jolts bursting from his cock as it was squeezed in the tight embrace of Dereck’s rear, his most sensitive spots rubbed by his mate’s expert touch, and his tailhole just waiting for him to claim his rightful place, the mere idea of what was about to happen fueling his already soaring arousal. Yet his gaze was glued to something else, something that always seemed to catch his attention, a thing that made his maw water in unquenchable hunger and lust, that made his stomach groan in anticipation, his nostrils flare to take in as much of the appetizing aroma it emitted. He had to have it; he couldn’t hold back anymore. Slowly he closed in, panting rapidly, his entire frame shuddering in excitement, his maw opening wide, tongue sticking out, eyes glossy with lust, the thick, potent musk of the wolf flooding his senses, urging him to continue.

A loud, surprised squeak broke the relative quiet of the room, the high-pitched sound quickly melting into a low, elated coo, Dereck tensing, his back arching, his eyes rolling back in their orbits as a warm, slick and smooth appendage  makes contact with his two cocks, sending a blissful shudder down his spine. Without even needing to look down he knew what was going on, the feeling of searing hos moist air billowing over his fur telling me more than enough. Lyam’s body quaked in excitement, staring at the two red cocks throbbing and twitching before him, his tongue swirling over the two tips, collecting drops of precum as they came out, the taste different yet similar to Nick’s own fluids, making him even hungrier. At first he wanted to play with one and leave the other to the wolf to handle, however the allure of the two bobbing erections was too much for him to resist. His agile, flexible tongue slithered beneath the two wildly pulsing shafts, nudging them together while it coiled around them, guiding them toward his maw.

Dereck tensed, pleasure blooming in his veins, the dragon’s skillful tongue making his legs wobble as it crawled over his cocks, pressing them together with each coil, the sensation of his two, overstimulated shafts mashing together while in the embrace of the smooth, slippery appendage making him moan loudly. With each moment he could feel the dragon’s awe-inspiring, fanged maw getting closer to his shafts, a steaming heat enveloping his exposed maleness, thick scaly lips enclosing around him, gently suckling on his members, driving his pleasure to newfound levels. Low groans escaped his panting maw, the bulky draconic muzzle sliding down his maleness, taking inch after inch of his shafts in the moist confines of his maw, his tongue guiding them in deeper, stroking and squeezing them sensually while he eagerly guzzled every drop of pre that came out. With each flick of that delightful appendage he could feel himself relax, slipping a bit further in the lustful rivers coursing through him, pleasure surging in his veins, washing away the pain resulting from the thick draconic length slowly but surely prying his rear open. Dereck glanced down, coming face to face with the two maliciously glinting amber irises of the dragon, a sly smile curling his lips as he sank lower and lower on his two shafts, deep excited growls reverberating through his hard flesh, his tongue continuing it’s slow, sensual journey down his lengths, triggering jolt after jolt of pure pleasure, pre gushing from his two members, straight into that feisty maw.

Slowly his body relaxed, the pain reduced to a mere soreness in the depth of his backside, swallowed into the sheer pleasure coursing in his veins, drowned by the warm rivers of draconic fluids flowing in his clenched tailhole, trickling back out around the large member, coating the turgid, ridged length in a slippery, shiny film. Finally at long last he felt ready, taking a deep breath, his entire frame shaking in a mix of excitement and apprehension, cautiously lowering himself upon the massive cock. Loud groans and muffed grunts intertwined, his traits tensing, teeth gritting, fists balling and his insides clenching, pain and pleasure intermingled as he sank down on the draconic erection, it’s girth stretching him wider and wider, the tip poking deep inside him, parting his walls, oozing with copious amounts of pre. The head of Lyam’s maleness was now firmly lodged inside him, however it was only the very beginning, the first ridge already tickling his entrance, reminding him that he still had a long way to go. Lyam’s claw curled in delight, the tight embrace of the wolf’s tailhole squeezing his member making his pleasure soar to new levels, adding to the blazing fire of his burning need, his tongue finally reaching the two swollen knots, pressing them gently, causing even more pre to burst forth from his two tips. His muzzle moved up and down before Deeck’s foggy eyes, bobbing over his cocks, the loud suckling and gulping sounds he made forming an enthralling symphony, his deep, rumbling growls reverberating into his crotch as his own pleasure shot skyhigh, eliciting a high-pitched moan from him.

Nick, meanwhile was enjoying his gorgeous view of the action. Watching the wolf’s tailhole stretched wide open by Lyam’s beast of a cock, the first ridge on the verge of popping in, his own shaft still mashing against the dragon’s opening, feeling his inner passage gape and clench in anticipation, enticing him in to dive in. His other hand still hard at work around his mate’s rear, tracing over all of Lyam’s most sensitive spots, loving how his body reacted to his every touch, jolting and squirming below him, his tail wildly swaying and thumping against the ground, his paws flexing and kicking, his tailhole clenching while his slit was growing so swollen and wet one could have mistaken him for a female at the peak of her heat. Slowly, cautiously, almost inadvertently his fingers trailed closer to his private parts, giving the red, throbbing maleness a gentle caress, following the ridged underside all the way to the knot before venturing even lower, dipping in his overflowing folds. Lyam immediately tensed, quaking violently, a loud, half surprised, half delighted squeak bursting from his maw, his back arching, sucking Nick’s fingers even deeper in the velvety folds of the muscular tunnel, slick, heated fluids spilling out and trickling down over his tailhole, coating the human’s cock in the process.

Dereck flinched, the ridged cock pressing harder against his entrance, prying his opening a bit more apart until, with a loud pop, it slid right in. His own back arched, thrusting his two achingly hard, rapidly spewing cocks deep in Lyam’s eager maw, the thick protrusion flaring in his hole, grinding against his sensitive muscular walls, sending a wave of pleasure wrecking havoc inside him. Their loud moans combined, answering one another, their eyes rolling back into their sockets, their vision foggy from the intense outburst of pleasure. He didn’t know what Nick had done, but he wasn’t about to complain, already feeling the second ridge knocking at his backdoor, the tip sunk deeper in his hole, spewing line after line of precum, painting his insides in the slick natural lubricant. Slowly carefully he rose up, the thick, flared ridge grinding against his walls, sending literal shockwaves through him before it slipped out, leaving him gaping and dripping with draconic fluids, low groans and moans escaping his parted maw, his wobbly legs barely holding him up. Then, with the same tantalizingly slow pace he lowered himself back down onto the massive throbbing pole, gyrating his hips, gently easing the large girth in his still aching tailhole. When the very first ridge slid back in he couldn’t hold a loud cry of pure bliss, his tailhole clenching, his two cocks stiffening, his balls jolting in their furry sack, unleashing a torrent of aqueous precum in Lyam’s mouth, taking even the eager dragon by surprise. Yet he wasn’t done, gaining confidence, pushing lower, grunting in pleasure, the thick, turgid member borrowing deeper in his tailhole, pressing himself against the second ridge, even thicker than the first one, his pucker yawning open for the large protrusion.

A sudden, powerful burst of pleasure rushed through him, so strong, so violent he nearly lost his balance, slipping on the smooth scales, his tailhole pried open even wider by the increasing thickness of Lyam’s cock, the slick, pointed tip sinking deeper and deeper, hitting all his sweet spots as it did. Lyam, below him let out a low, elated moan, slowly pulling back until most of his two red shafts were exposed, glistening in their shiny coat of saliva, the very tips still resting on his tongue. Then, in the blink of an eye he slammed back down onto the two throbbing shaft, coaxing a loud, blissful groan from the unprepared wolf, his lips sealing shut around his knots, sending a torrent of pleasure in Dereck’s body. His lust skyrocketed, his members pulsing with a renewed eagerness, sweeping away the last inhibitions, doubts and concerns away, only leaving behind a burning, unquenchable desire. Repeating the same cycle as before he lifted himself up, letting the thick draconic rod slide out of him, wiggling his hips playfully before slamming back down on the hard pole, crying and howling in pure delight, each time managing to take a bit more. Ridge after ridge disappeared in the depth of his hungry tailhole, held tightly in it’s vice-like grip, coaxing beads of precum from Lyam, his flared ridges massaging his walls, powerful shudders rocking his whole frame while the tip reached so deeply within him it felt like it was rearranging his insides.

Nick was finding the scene playing before him quite entertaining and arousing, stroking his own cock at a moderate pace, his free hand wandering around Lyam’s backside, slowly rubbing his puckered entrance, feeling it clench and quiver under his fingers. Admittedly he was impressed by Dereck who managed to take more and more of Lyam’s member each time he sank on it, shuddering and flinching whenever a ridge slid past his pucker with a wet squelching noise. His cock was harder than stone, aching to get a piece of the action, his mate’s tailhole right in reach, eagerly awaiting him, almost calling from him and now, time had come to give him what they had both been aching for.

Lyam shuddered in pure bliss, savoring the two rapidly pulsating canine member cradled in his tongue, leaking rivulets of precum, loving the tight embrace of the wolf’s rear around his shaft, his muscular walls undulating around him, massaging his most sensitive spots, coaxing all the pre he had to give, skillfully riding and milking him, swaying his hips as he moved up and down his shaft. And now, at long last someone else was joining the party, much to his delight, his claws already curling, tail swishing in anticipation. Without seeing him he felt Nick’s position shift, one hand finding its familiar position around his haunches, the other doing something that made his very scales chill in uncontained excitement. A familiar yet nonetheless arousing feeling of heat and dampness rose from his hindquarters, his puckered entrance, giving way easily under a gentle push, enveloping the head of Nick’s shaft in a loving, lustful embrace.

In one quick, expert thrust Nick buried half of his dick into his mate’s rear, earning a loud, pleased coo from him, his tail and paws flinching, curling and wrapping around him, encouraging him to continue. Despite having been used multiple times already, Nick found his mate’s tailhole to be quite tight still, his muscular walls clenching around him, sucking him in deeper, making it more than obvious how badly he wanted it. With a devious smile he pulled out, dragging his shaft along the velvety inner walls, causing Lyam to tremble and quiver, his moans muffed by the two cocks stuffed in his maw. Then, when only his tip remained embedded in the dragon’s muscular folds he slammed back in, burying his entire length in one forceful thrust. The position he was in was a bit unusual thanks to the wolf kneeling right before him, rising and falling upon his mate’s shaft at a moderate pace, yet he wasn’t about to complain, finding the view very much to his liking, even catching glimpses of Lyam’s snout bobbing up and down Dereck’s twin shafts, lust burning brightly in his amber irises.

Nick quickly found his pace, keeping his thrusts slow and shallow, enjoying the rhythmical clenches of Lyam’s tailhole around him, trying to keep him nestled in, rubbing and stroking his length from all sides at the same time, sending blissful chills down his spine, pleasure blossoming in his veins. Dereck couldn’t help but shiver, his back’s fur standing on edge, sensing the warm presence right behind him, noticing how muck quicker and harder Lyam’s cock throbbed and twitched inside him, grinding his flared ridges against his walls, thickening ropes of pre shooting deep in his guts, filling him with a delightful warmth, making his passage so slippery and slick the massive pillar of draconic shaft slid effortlessly out of him. Pain was long gone, a mere pesky, dull ache barely noticeable, swallowed in the pleasant maelstrom raging inside him. Inch by inch of rigid, ridged flesh sank inside him, each bringing him closer to the large, bulbous knot crowning the dragon’s base, forcing him to adjust to the increasing girth, wave after wave of pleasure crashing down on him each time any of the sharp protrusions moved inside him. The tip in the meantime plunged deep inside his rear, so far it felt like it was reorganizing his organs to accommodate it, forming a slight but nonetheless visible tent in his belly, spraying his insides with hot fluids.

Lyam however, was dealing with a different kind of predicament, finding it increasingly harder to remain focused on the wolf’s two, wildly throbbing erections, pure, raw, untamed bliss pouring inside him, surging from the two sides of his hindquarters at once. His cock, deeply embedded in a tight, constricting embrace, constantly massaged and squeezed while his tailhole was stretched just the way he loved it, his mate’s shaft plowing away at his rear, hitting all the right spots to make him cry out in bliss. Suddenly he withdrew from Dereck’s twin members, panting raggedly, tongue lazily lolling out on the side of his maw, eyes glazed with lust, moaning and groaning loudly, unable to contain his rising lust any longer.

Dereck froze, the burning heat cradling his two members suddenly vanishing, replaced by the soft caress of warm, moist air over his sensitive flesh, his maleness throbbing eagerly, spewing lines of precum all over Lyam’s snout, the dragon not moving the slightest, maw agape, eyes closed, letting it happen. Lyam’s loud, mewling moans and deep, rumbling growls, now filled his ears, echoing inside him, making his and Nick’s groans sound like mere whispers. He took a moment to catch his breath, realizing how much of Lyam’s draconic rod he had managed to take, the thick, ridged shaft sheathed deeply inside him, pulsating rapidly, tensing and flexing with each of Nick’s thrusts, shooting thick ropes of gooey, warm fluids into his guts, the tip poking so deep in it formed a small tent in his belly, the large amount of pre oozing from it only making it larger, to his own delight.

Slowly, sensually he lifted himself up again, shuddering with each ridge that popped out of him, trembling moans escaping his parted maw, his tailhole clenching on emptiness, warm, slick fluids cascading out of his gaping pucker, drenching the dragon’s length in his own juices while more continuously spurted from the tip. Before him, through the haze blurring his vision, he could see the blazing fire raging in Lyam’s eyes, his piercing gaze glued to his groin, panting rapidly, low, blissful coos spilling out of his fanged maw, an elated grin floating on his lips. Smiling in turn he held still, catching his breath, chills of anticipation running down his spine, his two rock-hard cocks rapidly throbbing, bobbing in the hot, moist air of the room, bracing himself for what was to come. Then, reaffirming his grip he sank onto the thick, pulsating rod, impaling himself upon this large mass of turgid flesh. A cry of raw pleasure burst forth, filling the quiet room, the thick girth of the dragon’s cock spreading him wide, the ridged length plunging deep inside him, the tip breaching past his muscular walls, sinking much deeper than before, pushing against his skin from inside. A loud roar reached his ears, rattling his very bones with its sheer might; Lyam’s back arching below him, shoving his pulsing member even deeper, thick ropes of pre shooting from the tip, splashing his guts with liquid heat.

Nick watched silently, enjoying his part, feeling his mate’s hole undulate around him, skillfully rubbing his whole length, tensing as the wolf before him slowly rose, groaning and grunting, wet pops coming from his rear when a ridge slid free, bringing along a stream of heated fluids, observing Lyam’s glistening shaft throbbing, strands of precum dangling from the tip, Dereck’s tailhole quivering, clenching on emptiness, oozing with clear natural lubricant. Matching the wolf’s action he slowly withdrew himself from the warm, tight depth of the dragon’s hole, the powerful muscles immediately clamping shut around him, trying to hold him back. Thankfully, much to Lyam’s despair, he slipped away, reaffirming his grip on the thick thighs, preventing him them from uncontrollably kicking, bracing himself, his hard cock ready, throbbing eagerly, his balls churning, loaded with their heavy burden of seed. Then, right when Dereck impaled himself on Lyam’s erection, he slammed deep into Lyam’s clenching tailhole, plowing into his mate’s prostate. The next instant the powerful muscular walls clamped down around him, trapping him a vice-like grip, his hips bucking upward, shoving more of his length into the wolf’s unprepared rear while also grinding his smooth, soft, warm scaly rear against his groin, taking every inch of his member inside him.

The three of them cried out in union, a deep rumble resonating in Lyam’s throat, intertwining with their groans and grunts of utter pleasure, Dereck’s legs wobbly below him, threatening to fail him at any moment, every inch of his shaken by violent tremors of pure bliss, his insides pried open by a large, throbbing maleness, the tip pushing against his belly, forming a nice, rounded bulge in which continuously flowed thickening pre, the sizeable knot adorning his base pressed firmly against his butt, making him realize in both pride and disbelief that he had done it. Cautiously he gyrated his hips, grinding against the two swollen orbs, sensing them pressing against his entrance with insistence. His gaze drifted down, away from Lyam’s gleeful smile, tracing over the shimmering golden scale plates, spotting the many clear spots and puddles covering his belly, gazing upon his two rapidly throbbing erections, noticing the sizeable bulge tenting his belly. This mere sight sent a jolt down his spine, part bliss and satisfaction, part shock and disbelief, amazed, delighted and utterly astonished by the feeling of the searing hot member twitching and throbbing inside him, spurting jet after jet of aqueous fluids deep in his guts. A low moan slipped out of his panting maw, his own cocks surging with newfound vigor, dripping with thick beads of precum, his tailhole clamping shut around Lyam’s length, molded around his thick, ridged girth.

Lyam’s toes curled in pure bliss, submerged by a tide of raw, carnal pleasure, warmth pooling on his belly, the appealing scent of arousal tickling his nostrils, his own cock trapped in the tight, constricting confines of the wolf’s velvety hole while his own rear was full of his mate’s rock-hard erection, both feeding him with a mind-blowing amount of glee. The sight of the wolf standing on top of him, resting upon his knot, his two shafts on a gorgeous display, glistening with their coat of fresh pre, was even more appealing than he had imagined, raw lust pumping in his veins, surging into his bloated cock, the rhythmic clenching and quivering of his narrow passage slowly but surely bringing him closer to his peak. Nick, Moreover, while he was drowning in oceans of all-consuming lust Nick resumed thrusting, leaning forward slightly, slowly dragging his cock out before ramming it in at full speed, jabbing at his prostate, unleashing flows of pleasure inside him. A loud roar burst from his mouth, his cock tensing, flexing before unloading thick gushes of pre deep inside Dereck’s hole, making the bulge in his belly swell larger and larger, the wolf shaking in time with the rapid throbs of his member.

Dereck let out a low groan, shuddering blissfully, slowly withdrawing from the dragon’s sizeable cock, ridges slipping out one at a time, sending pleasurable jolts in his veins, lust blooming in every cell of his being, rivers of pre following behind, soaking his fur as well as Lyam’s throbbing maleness in warm lubricant, his whole body spasming, legs wobbling under each delightful tremors. Then, when only the tip remained cradled in the tight grasp of his muscular walls, he slid back down, letting out a loud moan, the thick cock spreading him wide, parting his walls with it’s sheer girth, mashing into his every sweet spots. Each ridge pommeling his prostate, causing torrents of pre to leak out of his two cocks, his hardened lengths jumping in the open air, raining clear droplets all over the dragon’s golden scales. His belly churned and groaned, thick, gooey pre shooting deep in his insides, flooding him with a soothing warmth, the pointed tip borrowing it’s way deep inside him, every throb reverberating inside him.

He continued at the same slow, sensual pace, loving each delightful second, savoring every instant, every feeling, every throb, every droplets of pre painting his walls, letting the pleasure overtake him, carrying him away. With each rise and fall he changed angle, slamming himself onto the draconic shaft, the tip poking and prodding all around his hole, taking varying amounts of his thick length, the thick, flared ridges lining his underside proving greatly helpful in that regard, allowing him to gauge how much he took at once.

Nick meanwhile thrusted at a moderate pace, adjusting his speed and angle to pleasure the dragon in all the ways possible, knowing where to hit to make him cry out without bringing him to a premature climax. He alternated between long shallow thrusts, burying himself balls deep in his mate’s eager, ravenous tailhole, and short, quick jabs using only the first half of his length, leaving Lyam both frustrated and craving for more, his strong, muscular walls clamping shut around him, trying to hold him in, drawing him in deeper. His grip on Lyam’s thighs tightened, giving himself better support, the slick, smooth, skillful walls undulating around him, coaxing both pre and pleasure out of him, enticing him to give it all he had, edging him closer to his own peak. His entire frame shook as the warm embrace of the dragon’s hole enveloped him, stroking and massaging his cock from head to base, his balls churning with a fresh batch of seed, jumping in their taught sack, aching for release. Not helping was the alluring view ahead of him, sight of the wolf’s rear eagerly swallowing his mate’s pre-drenched cock, pressing down on the knot, causing his entrance to yawn just a bit wider, exposing, for a split second, the depth of Dereck’s tailhole. Adding to his predicament was the thick, intoxicating, pheromone imbued scent floating in the air, surrounding him, slithering in his nose, seeping under his skin, fueling his already boiling lust. Imperceptibly his pace quickened, slamming harder, faster and deeper in Lyam’s quivering vent, shoving his whole length as deep as he could reach, grunting and huffing while the skillful anal muscles fondled and squeezed his maleness.

Dereck could feel his own arousal skyrocket, the ridged shaft giving much more stimulation that any cock he had ever played with, pressing, spamming all his buttons at once, sending true shockwaves of raw, carnal lust into his shaking body. The loud, wet slapping of Nick’s hips against the dragon’s rear, his low, muffed grunts and groans combined with Lyam’s rumbling roars an trembling moans of utter pleasure forming an exciting melody, pushing away inhibitions, rational thoughts and logic alike, only leaving a burning, raging fire of lust behind, a blaze he was quickly sinking in with utter delight. His hips moved faster upon the draconic shaft, shoving himself lower down the thick, rigid length, smashing into the large, engorged knot, feeling the swollen lobes of flesh grind against his entrance, spreading him wider, yet not enough to accommodate it. His legs were shaking, wobbling below him, his entire frame shaking uncontrollably as the thick draconic member ravaged him, unleashing torrents of pleasure inside him, his own cocks harder than steel bouncing and swaying widely with each motion, slapping his belly, spewing gushes of precum in quick succession, painting everything they touched with his masculine, tangy scent. His breathing became shallow and irregular, his heart racing in his chest, his heavy balls throbbing in their taut furry pouch, his belly gurgling swelling larger with each geysers of precum spurting from Lyam’s tip, filling him with a blissful heat that only made him more and more horny.

He went faster, deeper, harder, riding the big draconic cock like his life depended on it, his mission to collect samples long forgotten, a mere distant memory, replaced by the long ignored crave he had suppressed for far too long. He leaned forward, finding extra leverage to impale himself harder on Lyam’s turgid erection, the tip pushing against his belly each time he sank onto his shaft, his tailhole clenching hard around the ridged length, milking him for all he had. Each thrust, each flared ridge stuffed inside him sent tremors of raw pleasure into his body, his cries of pure pleasure growing louder, deeper. Below him, Lyam rested, moaning from the top of his lungs, his amber eyes glazed with glee, his tongue lazily hanging along the side of his parted maw, his back arching in response to Nick’s thrusts, slamming his own cock deep into Dereck’s hole, ramming his massive knot into his opening. Then, he felt them, two strong, warm, smooth paws wrapping around his thighs, thin, sharp talons resting dangerously close to his hide, almost slicing into his skin, applying just enough pressure to keep him held in place.

Lyam’s hips bucked upward as Nick’s cock sank into his quivering hole, causing him                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                              to moan even louder, his thick tail smashing into the ground behind him, his red, throbbing cock slamming into Dereck’s rear, jolting the wolf forward with the sheer might of the impact. Pre cascaded out of Dereck’s stretched, gaping tailhole, soaking his groin in his own musky fluids, more continuously pumping inside him, making the tent in his belly more and more noticeable, his muscular walls clamping and undulating around his girth, massaging him from all sides, coaxing all the fluids and lust out of him. To his own dismay and delight Lyam felt himself thrusting upward, abandoning himself to the ravenous lust blooming inside him, the crave for sex, the urge to breed soaring to new levels tempting, appealing, irresistible, whipping away everything else, leaving only the most carnal desire. Soon their paces matched, pulling out when Dereck began lifting himself up, dragging every ridge lining his underside against his sensitive walls, then slamming back inside, stabbing himself with Nick’s maleness in the process.

The pace picked up, slowly but steadily, minutes ticking by unnoticed, time itself melting away into the ocean of pure pleasure they basked in, only feeling the pressure in their loins rising, threatening to spill at any moment. The three of them were panting raggedly, loud, wet slapping sounds blending with their deep growls and delighted moans, enjoying every instant of it, inching closer and closer to their respective peak, this one promising to be mind blowing.  Nick pounded away at Lyam’s tailhole, his muscular walls wrapped around him, stroking and massaging his entire length precum leaking at a near constant rate from his hard cock, covering the muscular passage in a warm, slippery coat. Dereck in the meantime  was still riding Lyam’s member, groaning loudly, the tip poking at his belly every time he took the long, thick spire inside him, sitting on the knot, his puckered entrance slowly loosening, opening, embracing the thick, bulbous mass of flesh. Deep inside he was afraid, worried of if he could handle such a thing, but another part was very eager to try, wanting every single inch of this ridged, rigid cock inside him. His own cocks were so stiff it became somewhat painful, so bloated they seemed on the verge of implosion, his orbs so heavy, so full with cum waiting, begging to be released.

Lyam was in a very similar state, crying out in bliss, ramming his cock as hard and deep as he could up the wolf’s tight rear, lust flowing in his veins like molten lava, fueled by the rhythmic pounding of his prostate, his own inner loins ready to unleash a new round of fresh seed. He could feel Dereck’s entrance giving way bit by bit, yawning with every assault of his knot, the idea of tying himself to the wolf so enthralling, so appealing it made his body burn with desire. In the meantime he knew Nick was also getting close, thrilled by the prospect of his mate’s cum flooding his insides, wanting all of it, his tailhole clenching with a renewed vigor around him, coaxing all of the fluids he had to offer.

Nick smirked, the sudden increased tightness sending a blissful jolt into his spent body, urging him to go faster, harder, deeper, his mate’s quivering hole enveloping his shaft in a vice-like embrace, bringing him to the very edge. At the same time Lyam doubled his efforts, feeling so close, so pent-up, desperate to cum, bucking hard and fast into the wolf’s hole, pushing himself into Nick’s thrusts, his hind paws wrapping around him, urging him to continue, giving him all he had got. Dereck trembled, quaking with each forceful throb of Lyam’s maleness as it thoroughly ravaged his rear, his full length smashing into his tailhole, his knot pummeling his entrance, every inch of his thick, rigid cock rubbing his prostate, the waves of carnal delight it unleashed wreaking havoc as they spread throughout his body, pre gushing out of his two tensed cocks like cum, flying through the air, raining down on the dragon’s chest, neck and snout, the raw, wild, feral breeding leaving him moaning, on the verge of climax, cum already rushing straight toward his cocks.

Nick was the first to tip over the edge after one last, particularly fierce clamp of Lyam’s skillful anal muscles, pleasure rushing into his veins, his balls jumping in their sack, his cock tensing and throbbing rapidly, a wave of seed already rushing toward it. With all his might he slammed one last time in Lyam’s tailhole, burying himself to the hilt in the warm, muscular tunnel, his balls mashing against the puckered opening. A loud groan of orgasmic delight burst from his mouse, his entire frame shuddering blissfully, a thick geyser of white cum surging from his stiff cock, painting the dragon’s insides in sticky pearlescent cream. He held still, panting, overwhelmed by the sheer intensity of his climax, savoring the unimaginable amount of pleasure flowing inside him, his hard shaft throbbing, unleashing torrents of fresh, warm seed in the tight, constricting passage.

Lyam, couldn’t hold it in anymore either, the delightful sensation of the liquid heat coating his insides sending him over the edge in an instant, his body tensing, his tailhole clamping shut around his mate’s orgasming cock, milking all his essence out of him. In one, forceful thrust he slammed into the wolf’s rear, his trembling forepaws tightening their grip around his thighs, pushing down on him while his knot ground against his used and abused entrance. Then, in a loud, earth-shaking roar pleasure of an orgasmic might overwhelmed him, flooding in his veins, rushing straight toward his cock, his maleness tensing, jumping in the narrow space, engorging one last time before it erupted like a pent-up volcano. His cry turned into a high-pitched squeak as his balls were finally freed of their burden of seed, his heated semen rushing through his cock, gushing out of his tip, splattering all over Dereck’s insides, dripping down around him, enveloping his overstimulated cock in his own juices.

Dereck tensed, frozen, his heart skipping a beat, his eyes bulging wide in a mix of shock and disbelief, his gaze going down at his own members only to discover a sizeable bulge in his belly. A searing heat filled every fiber of his being as the dragon reached his peek, his roar causing his fur to stand on end in fear while his gooey cum spurted inside him, making him feel heavy and full, full of thick, fertile essence, his inner flesh soaked in it. However, the powerful climax, the violent, quick throbs shaking Lyam’s cock, the uninterrupted burst of seed splashing in the depth of his guts, tenting his already full belly even further were neither the most thrilling nor the most impressive parts. What truly left him awestruck, speechless was the familiar, blissful sensation of his spread rear, stretched to it’s limit by a large, engorged orb. He couldn’t believe it, yet it had happened, he could feel it, buried inside him, nestled nicely in his tailhole/ Lyam’s knot, fully engorged, sealing his entrance shut, preventing even the smallest drop of his precious seed from escaping.

It was all he needed to finally tip over the edge in turn, his head reaching high toward the ceiling, his mouth opening on a howl of carnal pleasure, his tailhole clenching rapidly around Lyam’s spasming cock, unloading bursts after burst of his thick virile seed within him, his two cocks surging with bliss, throbbing in time with the mad drumming of his heart. Two jets of cum burst from each of his cock in perfect sync, soaring into the musk-filled air right before the dragon’s ravenous, hungry gaze, his maw already opening to receive them. Dereck however didn’t even see that happen, his eyes screwed shut, riding out his powerful climax, thick gushes of cum spurting out of his twin rods in quick succession, spraying aimlessly, sending whitish ribbons everywhere while his tailhole was filled to the brim with that same delicious, potent seed he had tasted.

Lyam however wasn’t missing a single second of it, watching the result of his own work, the wolf’s belly bulging, swelling in a more than arousing way, filling with all his essence, pleasure rocking his entire frame with each successive burst of cum. The heat and tightness around his member were unimaginable, causing him to groan and growl in utter orgasmic delight, a new feeling of satisfaction, fulfilment even coursing in his veins. Seed kept pouring out of his stiff member in quick, powerful spurts, the wolf trembling and twitching under each successive wave of precum, a hand reaching up, slowly fondling his distended belly, the hot seed kept nicely tucked into him by the thick knot sealing his entrance. Curious Lyam gave a cautious thrust, tugging at his knot, earning a sharp, pained yelp from the male on top of him, his engorged cock barely moving, firmly embedded in the tight passage, making it clear they would be here for a while. Fortunately for him he didn’t mind the slightest, savoring this blissful climax, watching the wolf’s twin spires convulse, erupting with thick gushes of creamy cum, raining down on and in his awaiting maw, the sheer heat seeping in his scales while the strong, potent, virile flavor invaded his mouth. His tailhole clenched, feeling Nick’s cock still unloading ropes after ropes inside him, coating his insides in his delicious, alluring cream, so much in fact it began to ooze out, trickling along his scales while his mate’s hips rocked back and forth, rubbing his spraying tip over the most sensitive point of his anatomy, making his entire frame quake and quiver in bliss.

The three of them stood there, panting, moaning, eyes glazed with lust, their minds blanking, savoring the delightful instant of infinity, riding their respective orgasm, satisfied, spent, rivers of cum spilling from their cocks, their balls light, drained of their heavy burden, a tide of all-consuming pleasure washing over them. However, all good things eventually have to come to an end, it was the case for Nick, his climax slowly dying down, his last remnants of seed escaping his spent member under the form of a lazy rivulet trickling out of his tip, leaving him spent, exhausted but delighted, basking in the afterglow. Nevertheless, he didn’t pull out quite yet, wanting to enjoy the warmth and tightness of his mate’s rear for a while longer, his own cum sloshing inside the quivering tunnel, slowly leaking out around his cock, dripping in the narrow space between their bodies.

Dereck wasn’t far behind, slowly coming down from his most intense orgasm in a very long time, panting, trembling from head to toe, every muscle in his body spent, exhausted, drained of all energy, barely holding him up. His two painfully stiff shafts began to soften, unleashing their last squirts of clearer, more aqueous seed, his knots deflating, leaving his two half-hard rods dangling as they retreated into their respective sheath. A tide of delightful satisfaction overtook him, leaving him floating in an heaven of pure, indescribable pleasure, his paw idly fondling his rounded belly, thick, warm gooey seed sloshing inside, the mere thought of how much of Lyam’s essence was inside him sending blissful shudders down his spine.

The dragon however wasn’t done, his seed gushing out, although at a sloer pace, flooding his guts with his white semen, ensuring no part of him had been left untouched. If he had been a female compatible with him there was no doubt such amounts of cum, injected so deep inside him would have left him bearing a heavy clutch of eggs he thought to himself. This idea sounded surprisingly appealing to his ears, causing him to involuntarily clamp down around the thick ridged cock resting in his rear, earning a larger gush of thick, virile essence. Cautiously he tried to get up, only to be held back by the massive knot tying them together, nestled deeply in the folds of his tailhole, sill at full mast, showing no sign of softening. However he was used to how knotting worked and didn’t mind the slightest, the searing heat of Lyam’s cum seeping in every cell of his body, spreading a soothing, appeasing sensation inside him. He could feel himself start to relax, his eyelids becoming heavy, all strength slowly but surely abandoning him. Lyam’s golden scales, even though coated in a thick blanket of cum became more and more inviting, looking so soft, warm and comfy a perfect place for him to rest, even for just a second….

Nick was fighting a similar losing battle, exhaustion slowly creeping over him, leaving him yawning, his vision blurring, his eyelids closing on their own accord, his strength slipping away more and more with each passing second. He could see Dereck wobble from side to side, head dipping down, eyes fluttering, seeming in a similar state to him, slowly but surely leaning forward more and more, stil firmly stuck to Lyam’s knot. His thick, lush black fur, his strong back began appearing more and more as a more than decent pillow to him, feeding the sudden crave for rest taking a hold of him. After all, it couldn’t hurt to get some shut eyes after going at it for so long, besides with how his mate was busy now they wouldn’t be moving for some time. Lyam smiled, quietly observing them, seeing them slowly succumb to the fatigue taking a hold of all of them, their resistance quickly faltering. His paws wrapped around them, holding them both close to him, Derecks’s soft, warm fur tickling his scales while Nick’s smooth, hot skin rubbed against his palm, a broad, satisfied grin floating on his lips as his mind slowly drifted away….


---------------------------------------An undefined amount of time later----------------------


Dereck slowly, reluctantly cracked an eye open, light immediately flooding inside the tiny opening. “Who… turned on the light…?” he groaned, screwing his eyes shut. Grimacing in pain he tried to change position, hoping to get back to sleep, noting the smooth, warm surface on which he rested. However, even in his sleepy state he could feel something wasn’t right, his foggy mind picking up scraps of details that prevented him from diving back into a deep slumber. There were some things that didn’t add up, holding him awake, his confused brain trying to make sense of the situation. Firstly, there was that sudden, violent influx of light, yet he didn’t recall leaving the lights on before falling asleep. An explanation quickly sprang to his mind, pushing away all the rest, putting a silly smile on his face. “Of course… the power must be back on….” he thought to himself, finding himself stupid for forgetting that.

Appeased, he tried to go back to sleep, shifting a bit to find a better position, basking in the delightful warmth blanketing him, his body shuddering as a low, reassuring purr reverberated in his very bone. This sensation of heat was a bit strange yet very good, as if it came from both around him and inside him at the same time, enveloping him in a soothing warmth. He felt satisfied, empty, tired, happier than he had ever been, as if something amazing had been done to him, his body so spent moving a single muscle required a humongous effort. Still, he was unable to rejoin the dream realm, kept awake by an odd impression. He couldn’t tell what it was exactly, but this feeling was nagging at him, preventing him from going back to sleep, putting his senses into high alert, keeping him on edge. It was as if he wasn’t alone, as if he was being spied on. Comforting him in this idea were some inexplicable noises his sharp ears picked up, sometime sounding like boots stepping on the floor, other times like voice chatting amongst themselves. At first, he couldn’t understand a word of what these voices said, not even sure it came from his apartment or from one of his neighbors. At times it even felt like it came from the corridor, maybe not his, but the one from the floor above or below. He was having such a hard time tracking these unknown, unfamiliar voices that he wondered if it wasn’t his dreamy mind playing tricks to him, stuck halfway between slumber and wakefulness. Trying his hardest to ignore them he buried his muzzle in his bed, noticing the odd, alien masculine scent it carried, the smooth and soft but unusual material it was made of. Suddenly he realized that the bed or whatever he lied on was moving, raising and falling at a slow but steady pace, like someone breathing.

His eyes snapped open, adrenaline shooting in his veins in a heated wave that awoke his body and mind. At first however he couldn’t see a thing, his vision so blurred by sleep he could only make out a mess of shimmering colors, well one color to be exact, a magnificent golden hue that shined under the light. Fluttering his eyes a few time he managed to clear his vision and thought enough to distinguish more, discovering what could only be described as scales, golden yellow scales gleaming under the light. A silent gasp stuck in his throat as his eyes burst open, his entire frame tensing like a rope, his heart skipping a beat when he discovered where he was. Below him, holding him tightly was Lyam, peacefully sleeping, mumbling incomprehensible words in his dreams, his paws snuggly wrapped around him, holding him in a warm, caring embrace. It wasn’t all however, he sensed a heavy weight resting on his own back, weighing him down, keeping him pressed against the dragon’s soft belly, preventing him from getting up. He didn’t have to look to know who it belonged to, hearing Nick’s slow, regular breathing, sensing his soft, hairless skin rubbing against his fur, the agile human hands wrapped around his chest, unconsciously fondling his hide.

Panic took a hold of him, a freezing cold hand gripping his heart, squeezing it tightly, dread crawling over him, only to be stopped, cast aside as quickly as it had appeared, wiped away by the soft caress and affection from the two male. As scared, as confused as he was he felt happy, appeased, satisfied even, being sandwiched between the two of them, drowning in their affectionate caresses, enveloped by skin and scales on both sides. His fuzzy mind began connecting the dots, memories rushing back to him, sending a blissful shiver down his spine. He recalled everything that had happened, how their card game had devolved into this. By now he knew he was naked, as were both aliens on either side of him, probably drenched in a mix of their combined essences as the potent scent that floated in the room, making his nose twitch and flare with each whiff he took in the musk-filled air seemed to indicate. He felt Nick’s flaccid member brush against his back as the human tried to find a better position, still sound asleep, oblivious to the turmoil that shook the wolf, while his tailhole was pried open, stuffed with a thick ridged length. He felt full, as if someone had tried inserting a pillar in his guts, causing him to shiver in delight when he understood it was none other than Lyam’s still hard member. Intrigued he clenched his passage around the thick shaft just to make sure it was truly there, sensing it pulse and twitch, squirting searing hot liquid deep inside him in response. Weakly groaning he tried to dislodge himself from the massive cock buried in his rear, only to find out he couldn’t, tied to Lyam by his fully engorged knot, preventing him from escaping, keeping all the warm, fertile cum trapped inside him. He shuddered in bliss, loving the sensation of fullness in his belly, so heavy, so full, so hot it stirred his members back to life, his two red tips poking out of their sheaths.

Unfortunately, there was no time to relax and enjoy, the door to his apartment opening without a warning, almost slamming in the wall with how roughly it had been pushed. A surprised yelp escaped his mouth as he tried to get up and see what was happening, heart pumping with adrenaline, his fur standing along his neck. Sadly, the knot stuck deeply in his tailhole kept him in place, preventing him from seeing much of what was happening, making it impossible for him to stand up, or even cover himself. He glanced over his shoulder, puzzled, confused as one, two, three, no, a dozen of men and women in uniform stepped inside uninvited. Some were soldiers or guards, carrying menacing-looking riffles, others seemed to be workers or scientists of some sort, all of them wearing a concerned and apprehending look on their faces as they walked in. Their expression soon changed however when they discovered the scene taking place in front of them, some freezing on the spot, shocked, speechless, eyes bulging wide and jaws dropping down, unable to turn their gazes away while some burst into uncontrollable, nervous laughter, the rest simply turning tail and leaving the room, protecting themselves from the strange, astonishing display. Dereck could only stare in horror, blushing profusely, exposed like this, unable to hide himself, trapped in this embarrassing situation.

“What is going on in there?” shouted an all too familiar voice, the mere sound of which sent shivers of terror and fear down the wolf’s spine. It sounded pissed-off like never before, a bit worried but upset and annoyed above all else. He tried with renewed vigor to get out of this sticky situation, tugging as hard as he could, hoping to dislodge the knot nestled deep in his used hole, not wanting her to see him like this. Yet all his efforts were in vain, only succeeding in pushing Nick of his back, the human roughly landing and roughly on the floor next to him. “Hmpf what the heck wa… what the fuck?!” he grunted, roaring the last words eyes bursting wide open, his whole frame tensing as he discovered the small crowd observing them, so paralyzed by fear that the thought of hiding himself didn’t cross his mind, staying there, naked and fully exposed before a dozen or so pair of curious, intrigued eyes. “Can someone explain to me what is going on in there or do I have to come in myself?” roared the same voice, cold like ice, sharp as a knife and snapping like a whip, demanding obedience from whoever heard it. “Wait madam, you shouldn’t come in…” protested the person nearest to the entrance, his sentence ending on a muffed huff as he was forcefully shoved out of the way.

Dereck’s fear skyrocketed, as did his heartrate, pulling with all his might, grimacing in pain, gritting his teeth while he tried to remove the massive knot from his tailhole, the large mass of flesh stretching his muscular pucker as it began sliding out, accompanied by rivulets of warm cum. “Hey, take it easy, don’t try to force it!” gasped a voice below him, a warning he barely heard. Panic gripped him in it’s cold embrace, the footsteps getting closer, so close, too close, almost inside the room. With one last effort the knot slipped out of his hole with a loud pop, pain and pleasure rippling through him, the thick, ridged length sliding out rapidly, followed by a flood of thick, creamy cum. Relief washed over him as his hole clenched on emptiness, pushing more of Lyam’s seed out, cascading out of his gaping anus, cascading down his thighs, pooling on the pristine golden scales below. “F-f-fuck…” he moaned in bliss, cringing in a strange but delightful mix of pleasure and discomfort, left empty by the absence of the thick spire inside of him. His body quaked, his legs wobbling below him, failing him at the worst moment possible. Before he could do anything he crumbled forward, falling limply on the dragon’s belly, moaning uncontrollably, seed streaming out of his stretched tailhole, the dragon’s stiff member brushing against his entrance, spurting more of that warm essence on his cheeks. “Told you so…” chuckled Lyam below him, offering him a warm, affectionate lick before turning his attention toward what was happening in the room around them, “Oh my, that’s… quite the audience.” He let out, squirming nervously, sounding sincerely embarrassed by the situation, “Didn’t expect to attract that big of a crowd.” He giggled teasingly although a slight pinkish hue crept over his cheeks.

“Oh I see…” sighed a feminine voice right behind them, “That explains why nobody managed to get to you.” She giggled, almost all traces of anger gone from her voice, replaced by a mocking, unsurprised amusement. Dereck managed to roll on his back, coming face to face with his mother, his cheeks flushed a deep crimson red, words, explanations swirling in his brain but none coming out of his parted maw. His mother stood there quietly, towering over him, her piercing blue eyes trailing along his body, triggering light shivers of apprehension wherever it stopped. Dereck tried to speak, but it was like his vocal cord has ceased working, remaining unresponsive to his repeated commands. “Enjoying yourselves over there?” she casually enquired, as if the three of them had just been playing, ignoring the fact they were all naked, covered in cum with more oozing out of each of their rears, her face showing no hint of discomfort from the thick concoction of manly musk permeating the air. “Mom… I mean miss… I can explain…” stammered Dereck, finally managing to align a few words in a trembling, unsure tone. “Actually we are.” Interrupted Lyam, “but… would it be possible to… discuss this in private?” he added, nervously gazing at the soldiers still staring at them. “Yeah some… privacy wouldn’t hurt.” Approved Nick, finding a piece of clothing to hide his private parts from view. Dereck, still unable to spoke vigorously nodded, squirming uncomfortably on top of Lyam, rivers of cum still streaming out of his gaping hole while the dragon’s half hard cock rubbed against his ball sack, smothering his fur in a mix of warm, sticky seed and other fluids.

Dereck’s mother acknowledged with a comprehensive smile and turned her attention toward the handful of guards still standing in the room, some of them so puzzled by the situation they didn’t know what to do or think of it while other were still staring at them with perverted expressions across their faces. “Leave us!” She ordered in a calm yet commanding tone that left no room for protest. Every soldier flinched, saluted and promptly left, the last one in the line closing the door behind them. “Much better…” sighed Lyam, “so Miss Swighraz, what do we owe the… pleasure of your… impromptu visit?” he asked politely, sounding a bit, antsy, caught off guard. “It wouldn’t have been that impromptu if the sergeant VanHevreyk had answered to my numerous messages and calls.” she kindly replied, spikes of anger peaking out toward the end of her sentence, her gaze, half disapproving half annoyed falling upon Dereck. “Calls? I… I didn’t receive any call!” squealed Dereck, ashamed to find himself in an embarrassing situation yet again, afraid he had missed something important enough for his mother to come to his place on official business. “Oh really?” she chuckled, lips pinched in doubt, “or perhaps you were too… busy to hear it.” “I am sorry to interrupt madam, but I have to agree with Dereck on this point, I haven’t heard his phone a single time.” came in Lyam, polite and respectful, as if the fact of being hard and drenched in cum was just a mere insignificant detail to him. “Same here, I haven’t heard anything.” confirmed Nick who was already rummaging through the living room in search of his clothes.

“Wait, where’s my phone actually?” gasped Dereck, discovering the device was not attached to his wrist like it usually was, desperately scanning his surroundings in search of it. “I… think...” mumbled Nick, eyes squinting, venturing toward a pile of clothes resting in the opposite corner of the room, “Yep found it!” he triumphantly shouted, pulling the device from under the clothes. “Damn… I don’t remember taking it off…” muttered Dereck, bowing his head down in shame. “Anyway, now that this little… problem is solved, may we know why you are here in person?” enquired Lyam, seeming a bit uneasy under her ice-cold gaze. “Wouldn’t it have been easier and more appropriate for us to come to you instead?” “Maybe it would have been.” she approved, “But I had a most important matter to urgently discuss with you and it couldn’t wait for an appointment to be scheduled.” Dereck tensed, dread washing over him, wondering what was going on, what could be so important to bypass all the usual protocol? Had he missed something while he was busy with the two males?

“Well then, now that you are here, we are listening.” let out Nick as he dressed up in a shirt and boxers, unable to find his pants, sitting on the couch next to them, Lyam wiggling under Dereck, making it clear to the wolf that he wanted him to move away. However Dereck was still paralyzed, apprehending what she was about to announce, hating that feeling of being left in the dark, cursing himself endlessly for missing all the calls and messages that would have provided the missing information he needed. “Based on what you have told us we have cross checked your testimonies with the information we have managed to collect and analyze.” she calmly explained, “And what we have discovered seems to confirm your claims that your specie was indeed in the vicinity of our planets for exploration purposes, therefore unaware of our presence.” “That is a relieving news.” happily, chirped Lyam. “It is, though it would have been stupid of us to try and lie to you in the first place.” snorted Nick. “Indeed, but I beg you to forgive our doubtfulness, we are not used to deal with foreigners, even less ones from a completely different galaxy. We preferred to be thorough and avoid taking reckless actions… again…” she politely explained, glaring meaningfully at Dereck as she spoke these last few words. “It is very understandable, no need to justify yourself to us Madam.” kindly replied Lyam with a broad, reassuring smile, “However, I suspect there is more, much more to it than just this, am I right?” he questioned, squinting his eyes suspiciously. “Indeed, you are correct Lyam,” she responded in kind, “This new information have swayed some very influential people in the right place, thus the senate finally decided to do something.” she continued, exasperating peaking in her voice at times, “They have at last agreed that it was unfit for guests from another, unknown world to be housed in such a place.” she added, waving at the apartment around them, the room in complete and utter disarray, reeking of cum and lust, “Although I don’t doubt for a single second that you have come to enjoy your stay here, including the great company, I am here to inform you that you will be transferred to a new location specially built for you!”