New life
Chapter 8
Part 2
 

“And that does it!” proudly announced Lyam, slamming the cupboard’s door shut with his tail. “Yep, that was the last plate.” confirmed Nick, watching the sink’s water drain away with a loud gurgle. “I’m sure glad I’m not the only one doing all of this now.” sighed Dereck, leaning against the fridge, a satisfied look on his face. “You know, you should have asked us sooner, it’s both more enjoyable than I thought it would and it would have alleviated some of the workload you had.” said Lyam. “Well, yeah… but… I mean… it’s impolite to ask guests to do the chores.” “Not to mention the fact you’d have probably caused more mayhem than good with how small his kitchen was.” added Nick with a sly smile. “That’s a fair point.” admitted Lyam, stretching out in the large space between the counter and the table, showing how roomy the house was.

Dereck smiled, it had been over an hour since they had begun cooking, this part going much better than he had envisioned, nothing inappropriate occurring, even from Lyam, the dragon helping as best as he could without ever trying to get under his tail. The dinner had been spent in the same relaxed, friendly, reassuring atmosphere, conversations calm and casual with not even a hint of teasing or any uncomfortable subject mentioned, making for a delightful moment. Dishwashing and cleaning had followed the same principles, the three of them working surprisingly well together, cracking jokes and laughing while tidying up the living room and kitchen, even more when Lyam, while taking care of clean plates decided it was a good idea to hold them on his snout, resulting in multiple, silly near misses.

As the three of them stood there on different sides of the kitchen and dining room, he found his gaze wandering away, following the furniture and decorations without really seeing them, going over the two aliens almost inadvertently, going lower with each pass. In the meantime, his fur stood on end, chilling from the familiar contact of a pair of sharp eyes looking at him, trailing over his naked form, but this time he didn’t try to hide himself. He was growing more and more accustomed to being naked around the alien couple, finding himself more at east with each passing minute spent in their presence, less and less bothered by the occasional looks to his private parts. At first, while they were cooking, he felt rather uncomfortable, expecting things to go downhill pretty quickly, fearing, apprehending, bracing himself for the next attempt by either of them. Thankfully nothing had happened, Lyam behaving and Nick too busy to even care; even he had enough to do to ignore his two ragging erections even if they kept reminding themselves to him for some time.

In the end however, despite the temptation, the alluring scent that tickled his nose, the more than appetizing visions he got while looking at them, the burning lust flowing in his veins, nothing had happened, the three of them growing flaccid overtime, until all traces of their arousal were gone. Still, on multiple occasions he had felt himself drifting away, slowly sinking in the ocean of inviting thoughts, images and memories crafted by his lustful mind, succumbing to the irresistible call of his burning desire. The idea of indulging in some more fun with the two aliens or simply pleasure his needy cocks had slipped into his thoughts at various times during the meal’s preparation, an insidious snake whispering honeyed, tantalizing words at his ear. Fortunately he had been able to ignore it for most of the time, however, now that they were done, staring at each other with nothing else to do it came back in full force, seeping into his line of thoughts again, his sheaths already tingling as his gaze grazed their exposed private parts.

“So… what do we do now?” enquired Lyam, voicing the question everyone had been silently asking. “I don’t know,” casually shrugged Nick, “You feel like doing anything?” “Well… I have an idea in mind… but I wanted to know if either of you had something to suggest.” “Of course, you have an idea.” he chuckled, giving him a wry, knowing smile. “That wasn’t hard to guess.” purred the dragon, responding with a sly, playful grin. “And you Dereck, you want to do something?” interrogated Nick. “What?” gasped Dereck snapping out of his increasingly arousing thoughts. “Oh… err… I don’t… know….” he stammered. “Oh really, don’t you have a single suggestion?” insisted Lyam. “Well… not really, to be honest I’m spent so I wouldn’t mind getting some shut eyes, but you can do anything you want now, it’s your home after all, you don’t need me to tell you what to do; just don’t wake me up ok.”

“You know, sleeping doesn’t sound like a bad idea.” approved Nick, muffling a loud yawn. “Oh tired already?” sniggered Lyam, “don’t you want to spend some… quality time together?” “Depends, what you’re thinking about.” “Do I need to be more… specific?” purred the dragon tantalizingly, waving his rear tantalizingly before the human. “Nah no need, I figured you out already.” snorted Nick, playing along, his member stirred back to life right before them. “So, what do you say?” “Give me a few seconds to consider your offer.” retorted Nick, gently groping his exposed rear, causing the devious creature to shudder excitedly. “Oh, I think I already know your answer.” he cooed deeply, throwing a quick glance at the man’s exposed groin; rumbling in anticipation at the mere sight of his mate’s growing member.

Dereck smirked, watching from a safe distance, finding the scene more amusing than disturbing at this point, even coming to love the not-so-subtle approach Lyam had when it came to this kind of topic. Down below, his loins awoke from their short sleep, engorging with blood, his sheaths swelling uncontrollably but he didn’t try to hide it this time, simply keeping his paws away from his emerging red tips. In a way it reminded him of how he used to be when he was younger, still a fresh cadet undergoing the hell that was military school, joking and somewhat openly talking about what they did and would do with his friends, careless about the world around them. It didn’t bother him to indulge in some fun even in more or less public places, even less to be watched while doing it, especially after they started recording themselves. The more he recalled those old, pleasant though slightly embarrassing memories, the more he began to reconsider Lyam’s earlier offer, finding his proposal increasingly tempting.

An idea suddenly sprang into his mind, one that left him tensing and flinching, crippled with uncertainty and doubt, yet one he greatly appreciated. It had been there for a long time, ever since their earlier discussion, reminding itself to him at multiple times during the dinner, an insidious snake whispering honeyed words into his ear. At first he had purely ignored it, shaking it off like a pesky fly buzzing around him, yet with each assault it became stronger, more insistent, persisting despite his best efforts. But now that it was back again, he didn’t find it as annoying, shameful or weird as he had thought, even liking what it offered. Next to him the conversation between Nick and Lyam was still going but he didn’t hear it anymore, sinking in the rivers of enticing images and memories streaming in his head, skillfully crafted by his lust-addled brain, his past times with friends and lovers intertwining with fantasies and unrealized dreams, tossing the two creatures into the mix, fanning the flames of his blazing desire. His two cocks engorged with blood, steadily spilling out of his swollen sheaths, rising in the warm air of the room, fully displayed for everyone to see, aching to be touched and pleasured.

“Hey Dereck!” called a loud, familiar voice. Instantly he sprang back to his paws, stepping away from the counter against which he had been leaning until then, staggering forward, almost tripping on his own paws. “Wow, yeah you really are sleepy!” exclaimed Lyam, bursting into laughter. “What? No, no, I was just… thinking.” “Seems to be some very… deep thinking.” snorted Lyam. “Nah I don’t buy it; you were clearly daydreaming there.” chuckled Nick. “Must have been some very pleasant dreams too.” noted Lyam, nodding at his growing shafts. “Kinda…” reluctantly muttered Dereck, blushing profusely, “Anyway, what did you want?” “Well, I was going to ask you something but since you seem so tired, I wouldn’t want to prevent you from getting some sleep.” “No… no it’s fine….” reassured Dereck, uncomfortable under the insisting stare. “Well… I was thinking we could… enjoy a bit more of the place before heading to bed.” innocently proposed Lyam, tail widely swaying behind him.

“Sure, if you want, as I said you can do whatever you want as long as you don’t wake me up with whatever you two get up to.” shrugged Dereck, relieved, expecting a very different proposal, “Also you could wait until tomorrow, I mean the house is not gonna disappear overnight.” he continued with an amused chuckle. “You are right, we could wait until tomorrow, but… I think it would be a shame to waste this opportunity.” “What… are you going on about….?” muttered Dereck, puzzled, frowning at the playful creature, questioning his true intentions. “Well Nick and I were thinking we should… inaugurate our new house.” “Wait… you want to have a party or something?” he asked, clueless, earning amused chuckles from the two aliens. “In a way you would be correct, however it is not quite what we had in mind.” “Ok… what then?” muttered the wolf, frowning, starting to unravel what they were not very sneakily hinting at. “We are two few for a party but that doesn’t stop us from celebrating in… our own ways…” he continued on the same enticing tone, letting out a deep rumbling growl. “I guess… nothing stops you from doing that.” he mumbled, gulping down nervously. “Indeed, but to be more specific I though about having fun by… running a lengthy and… rough stress test on the bed.” purred the dragon, winking meaningfully at the man next to him. “That’s quite a nice way to put it.” chuckled Nick.

“Oh… ok… you… you know you didn’t have to tell me right?” stammered Dereck, taking a step back, shaking in embarrassment, a reddish hue crawling over his cheeks. “I though it would be better to warn you, just in case.” “That’s… surprisingly considerate of you…” he mumbled, perplexed, his mind not needing more to already switch to high gear, imagining what the two would do once alone in the intimacy of their room, “But don’t worry.” he continued, shaking off the increasingly alluring thoughts creeping over him, “With the insulation there is here I don’t think I’ll even hear you two.” “That’s good to know.” nodded Lyam, a devious glimmer in his eyes, even Nick smirking, knowing exactly what his mate had in mind. “However it isn’t quite what I was going for.” “Stop beating around the bush Lyam or we’ll be here all night.” huffed Nick. “Of course, I wanted to be a bit more… subtle but if it is what it takes.” grunted the dragon, looking a bit disappointed, “So, what I wanted to ask you is, would you be interested in… spending the night with us, maybe we could even… continue where we left off…”

“What!” gasped Dereck, tensing like a rope, his whole frame shuddering in a mix of shock and arousal, a part of him already itching in barely contained excitement, while the more cautious tugged at him to keep him in line. He had expected it, prepared for this proposal, even fantasized about it, yet hearing it spoken out still had the effect of an electrical shock jolting his entire being. This time he knew it there was no trick, no complicated ploy to get him to give in, no elaborate strategy to turn him on, and above all he knew for a fact the alien couple was both comfortable and eager for it. Lust was at a boiling point inside him, liquid fire flowing in his veins, rushing and converging straight down toward his groin, fanning the flame of his arousal. His hardened cocks surged with a newfound vigor, throbbing and twitching wildly, slapping his belly with each powerful pulse shaking them, aching for more attention, begging him to accept. Yet, in the meantime a part of him was still unsure, not reluctant but rather cautious, still nervous about the whole thing despite their earlier discussions.

He stood there, quiet, hesitant, pondering his options, he could always refuse even though he desperately craved for it, there would always be other times to indulge in his blazing desires. However in the meantime he would be a fool to miss out on such an opportunity when it presented itself to him, the prospect of spending a night with the very unusual couple enthralling, speaking the language his achingly hard cocks understood very well. He was torn apart between reason and lust, his mind deadlocked in a perpetual conflict, unsure of what to say or do, his panicked gaze flailing around the room, stopping on their naked forms in turn, halting on Nick’s muscular skin-clad frame, marveling at his slowly engorging maleness, then switching over to Lyam, marveling at the pristine scales in which he was dressed, recalling his massive red, ridged member, the thought of which was enough to make him drool. The combined scent of their deeply intertwined arousal tickled his sensitive nostrils, the tangy musk they radiated calling to him, drawing him toward them, blending with his own fragrances to form a heady concoction that was hard to resist.

“So what do you say?” persisted Lyam before the lack of response, “You want to join us? You don’t have to if you want to but the offer is there.” “I think you already have your answer, Lyam.” commented Nick, pointing at the wolf’s fully exposed gender. Dereck followed the human’s gaze, a deep, crimson blush already covering his cheeks, already knowing what he would find down below. Nevertheless, what he discovered was beyond expectation, his twin shafts were as hard as they could get, jumping with each throb, large, bloated veins covering their surface, beads of clear pre already oozing out, dangling on the very tip of his maleness before trickling down, shaken off by the rapid beating of his engorged meat. “I have noticed, but I want to be sure, I know you are… easily turned on so I don’t want to risk making assumptions.” said Lyam, emitting a low, barely audible growl, his eyes homed on the wolf’s crotch, watching his cocks throb and twitch eagerly, his large, fanged maw watering in want.

Dereck gulped down, embarrassed, unsure, flustered by the two pairs of eyes gauging his endowment, quite proud and happy they were interested and attracted by him, yet fearful of what to say; should he accept or deny, should he give into his blazing, fiery lust or should he control himself. “Unsure, aren’t you?” questioned Nick, understanding his predicament. “Well… yes…” he admitted, bowing his muzzle down, ears dropping in embarrassment. “What is holding you back if you don’t mind me asking?” asked Nick in the same calm, collected and reassuring voice. “If you don’t feel like joining us we would understand.” added Lyam in an approving chirp, “Although… it’s easy to tell you wouldn’t be against that…” he continued, his attention drawn down to his achingly hard cocks. “Well… you’re right… I… wouldn’t be… against it.” he muttered, watching his twin cocks throb and twitch eagerly, “I… just… I don’t know where this whole thing will lead and… to be honest I’m unsure yes.” he let out, relieved to get this off his chest.

“Well, you’ll have to come with us if you want to find that out. It wouldn’t be fun if I spilled the beans now would it?” giggled Lyam with an evil grin, slowly turning around, his hips swaying invitingly before him. “Damn it… how can you go through one day with him without losing your sanity!” gasped Dereck, his hips bucking uncontrollably at the mere sight of the dragon’s invitingly wagging rear, beads of pre shooting from his two tips, streaming down his hard shafts. “I have my ways.” reassured Nick, taking a long gander at his mate, finding what he saw quite arousing. “More seriously though, there is nothing to be afraid about, I may be a bit horny… well… maybe more than a bit but I wouldn’t do anything that would make you feel uncomfortable or that would disturb you.” “You mean aside from jamming your cock down my throat behind your mate’s back and getting me in a very… sticky situation.” grunted the wolf provokingly. “Well that… that was a terrible idea and I admit it, but you can’t blame me for what happened earlier! How could I possibly guess they would be barging in at the worst moment?” squeaked Lyam innocently, “Also you can’t deny you enjoyed those two times a lot.” “You mean getting busted by my boss with an alien knot buried in my ass.” “I think we can agree that was an embarrassing moment for all of us.” chuckled Nick, trying to remain serious despite the goofy smirk slowly curling his lips. “Definitely…” muttered Lyam, a pinkish blush covering his cheeks, “But now, thankfully there won’t be anybody to come up on us while we’re busy… unless you decide to do it….”

“Thad’s true…” acknowledged Dereck, the memory of that particular night where he had caught a glimpse of the two lovers rushing back to him, causing his cocks to throb with a renewed eagerness. Doubt still crippled him, uncertainty haunting him, lurking in the dark corners of his brains, his inhibitions holding him back, preventing him from diving straight into the fiery pits of his lust yet their presence slowly grew fainter, their hold on him looser. His gaze wandered over the two males, tracing along the curves of their appealing frames, remembering how wonderful every instant had been with them, how much he had appreciated their company, both in his life and bed. And now he was offered another opportunity to do exactly that, finish what they had started and so rudely interrupted and yet he was willing to let it slip away.

“You know what, you win, I’m down for that little… how did you call it? Inauguration of the bed?” he let out, tossing his concerns away, stepping toward the two aliens with a newfound determination, not trying to hide his prominent boners, letting them bob and bounce between his legs. “That’s great! I promise you, you won’t regret your decision!” chirped Lyam, spinning around before taking a step forward, nuzzling his chest, the unexpected affection leaving him stunned, the caress of soft, warm scales against his fur sending blissful shivers down his spine. “Welcome aboard this… very naughty adventure.” grunted Nick, resting a hand on his shoulder, adding to his surprise, the added contact making his tail wag uncontrollably. “I mean it’s either that or pawing off in my room, with how hard I am right now there is no way I can sleep.” he chuckled, trying to keep his composure. “You could always pleasure yourself to us.” murmured Lyam, a devious glow shining bright in his amber irises. “Hold on a second, I didn’t agree to that!” interrupted Nick. “Don’t worry… I wouldn’t have taken him up on that offer anyway, knowing myself I would have joined in the end.” “That is good to know… actually… that gives me ideas…” spoke Lyam in an excited rumble, shuddering from head to toe, his claws scratching the slick floor. “I think I see where you’re going with that.” exclaimed Nick, affectionately patting the dragon’s head. “That wasn’t hard to guess handsome, alright let’s head upstairs, we’ll be more comfortable there.”

“There’s… there’s just… one last problem…” shyly spoke Dereck, stopping the couple dead in their tracks. “What is it?” asked Lyam, frowning in confusion, going over everything mentally while not seeing any cause for concern. “Well… with what we did earlier… I don’t think I can take either of you tonight… I’m… I’m still sore down there…” he murmured in a barely audible whisper, his blush deepening, his cheeks burning hot with embarrassment. “Well… that’s what you get when you pull out from a knot.” let out Lyam, the understanding smile he gave him contrasting with his bitter words. “Sorry, I told you I panicked.” “It’s fine, but I would have loved for it to go how it was supposed to.” “Well… maybe we could do that again later.” he shyly offered, blushing profusely, squirming nervously, his sore hole clenching hard at the mere thought of it, triggering a sharp jolt of pain. “When you feel ready, but for now we’ll do things a bit differently.” “How?” he stammered, glancing over to Nick who didn’t seem worried the slightest. “Who said that you would be in the middle?” deviously sniggered Lyam. “Oh, but I thought…” stammered Dereck, puzzled, questioning what the two had planned. “Yeah, I know what you were thinking about, but I don’t recall saying you would be the one on the receiving end.”

Before he could even open his mouth the dragon turned around, showing his back to him, neck curled around, glancing at him with a playful malice, a devious grin brightening his face. A moment later Lyam lowered himself, slowly, tantalizingly, his chest brushing against the floor, his rear raised as high as possible, drawing his attention down. His hips slowly, sensually gyrating, keeping his eyes glued to his alluring rump, his tail swaying from side to side, rising with each motion, exposing more and more of what was hidden beneath. He gulped down, his breath quickening as did his heartbeats, staring in awe and shock at the gorgeous display presented before him, stirring his burning arousal in the most tantalizing of way. Lust bloomed in his veins, spreading a searing heat to every cell of his body beholding what was presented before him.

The tight puckered hole nestled under his thick tail base, clenching and undulating, aching for some fun, the large, puffed vertical slit standing right below it, tucked away between his hind legs, the swollen slit coated in a thick film of clear, natural lubricant. The natural, tangy fragrance of the dragon’s private parts waffled at his nostrils, it’s foreign, spicy, musky aroma tickling his senses in the perfect manner for him to give in. His mind, drowning in lust, clouded by a haze of raw desire succumbed to the enticing perfume flooding his nose, dreams and fantasies superseding reality, materializing the massive, juicy, ridged cock he had the unique pleasure of feeling ravaging his insides. His last remaining inhibitions faltered, fading away into the nothing, doubts and fears crumbling, washed away by the all-consuming tide of lust he had tried to resist for so long, every inch of his being pulsing with raw, carnal desire.

“From what I see here I’m going to guess you have no issues with this.” rumbled Lyam, continuing to wave and wiggle his hips invitingly, his sharp, expert gaze sizing his two engorged shafts. A low, shaky moan burst from his parted jaws, his claws curling inward, grazing his sensitive pads, a powerful shock like sensation wreaking havoc in his flesh. His back arched and his hips trashed forward, something warm, smooth and slick dragging along the underside of his twin lengths, the soft, dexterous caress making his legs wobble under him, all strength abandoning him. “Lyam don’t tease him too much now otherwise he’s gonna finish too soon.” let out Nick, seemingly appearing out of thin air next to him. “Sorry, that was way too tempting.” giggled Lyam, his usual playfulness making them smile as he returned to a more normal position, his tail standing high behind him, offering them a gorgeous view of his appetizing rump. “Anyway, are you fine with this Dereck?” “Y-y-yes…” he muttered, teeth gritted, breathing shallow and irregular, on the brink of blowing a load. “Fantastic! Although, if you still want to be on the receiving end, I’m sure we can work something out.” continued Lyam, slowly heading toward the door, his rump rocking from side to side. “Thanks…” he muttered, trying to keep control over his raging lust.

“Sorry about that, he’s a huge tease. Are you ok?” enquired Nick as they followed in the dragon’s steps. “I had noticed…” hushed Dereck, rivulets of pre drizzling down his shafts, “But I’m alright… I can manage, I… I know what I signed up for.” he reassured, trying to convince himself. “And you… are you fine with all this? I mean… we’ll be having sex with your boyfriend…” “Don’t you think it is a bit late to be worried about that? I think we’re far past this now, don’t you agree. Also, if it was an issue we wouldn’t have done it in the first place.” “That’s… true…” he muttered, surprised by Nick’s reply. “I’m not gonna lie, I had my doubts at first, especially when Lyam suggested we give it a go. But in the end I’m glad I said yes.” he spoke in all honesty as they climbed the stairs, Lyam nowhere to be seen. “I… I’m relieved to hear this coming from you… you have no idea how much it means to me. The last thing I want is to be the source of tension and turmoil in your relationship.” sighed Dereck, relieved his chest freed of the heavy, suffocating vice-like grip squeezing it.

They reached the second floor, all lights turned off except for the corridor that was bathed in a dim, orangish glow, indicating the path Lyam wanted them to follow. “Hey Dereck!” called Nick, putting a firm yet gentle hand on his shoulder, holding him back, “It’s just gonna be like earlier so take a deep breath and relax, it will all be fine.” “I know… that’s the worst part, it’s not my first time with multiple partners or doing it with a couple, I just… I can’t explain it… none of them were like you… and none were Lyam.” “I understand, but there is nothing to fear, you’ve done the most difficult part already, heck you’ve even rode him for goodness sake.” “You’re right, what am I afraid of?” he shouted, reinvigorated. “That’s the spirit, just follow my lead, and I promise you this night will be one you’ll always remember.” “I don’t doubt that for a single second.” he shuddered in anticipation, electrified, galvanized. “Oh while we are at it, do you want me to share some of the things he likes or do you want to figure them out on your own?” “You know what, say nothing, let me work my magic, who knows maybe I can show you a thing or two.” retorted Dereck daringly. “Works for me, anyway let’s head there before he gets restless.” “Is it that bad?” “Trust me you don’t want to see him when he is pent-up.” “Isn’t that like all the time?” asked Dereck, puzzled.

Nick only smirked knowingly as they ventured in the large hallway, side by side, taking one step after the other, the human’s presence proving more reassuring and encouraging than Dereck had imagined. Deep rumbles and low coos rolled out of the dark room opening before them, the creature awaiting, daring them to enter its lair. Was it excitement or apprehension, they couldn’t tell yet they were shaking nonetheless, as they entered the master bedroom. “I’ve been waiting for you two.” moaned Lyam invisible in the impenetrable darkness. “Really Lyam, it only took us ten seconds.” chuckled Nick. “Ten… very long seconds…” he cooed, his breathing shallow and irregular. “You’ve really been wanting it that badly?” asked Dereck, eyes squinted, trying to locate the dragon in the pitch black room, his scent already permeating the air, too strong for him to pinpoint his exact location. “You have no idea…” giggled the dragon, it’s two amber eyes materializing before them, on the other side of the room from their current position, floating in the obscurity, glinting with malice and desire. “Oh I think I do.” snickered Nick, taking a step in the shadows, nearly instantly vanishing; the only source of light behind them somehow turned on.

Dereck stood there, nervous, shivering, apprehending, his eyes scanning the room, trying to find where the two aliens went, their scents so intertwined, so potent they overwhelmed his senses. His ears stood up, catching the faintest of sound, a bristling of sheaths or any sort of tissue, so low, so muffed it was barely audible. “So, how about you Dereck, how badly do you want it?” interrogated the dragon, it’s piercing gaze slowly trailing up his body like the ambient obscurity didn’t bother him, taking particular note of his groin where his gaze seemed to hover for a while before climbing up along his chest, finally crossing his own. “Well… I mean… do I really need to tell you at this point?” he murmured, growing more confident, thrusting his hips forward before the hungry dragon, a paw cupping his two cocks between his pads, sending blissful jolts through his sensitive lengths, the warmth of his overflowing pre soaking his fur. “No, indeed no, but I would have loved to hear you say it.” “Wouldn’t you prefer if he showed it to you?” offered Nick, his voice coming from approximately the same spot as his mate, the dragon giggling and squirming slightly at his words. “True, let’s not keep him hanging for too long.” approved Lyam, his words slow and slurred, melting in a loud, needy moan. “I wouldn’t mind joining you but… I have to admit I don’t see a thing, do you mind switching on a light so I can at least get my bearings?” suggested Dereck, uncertain about taking even a  cautious step forward, not knowing how Nick had even managed to get to his mate.

“No need, I have a much better idea.” purred Lyam, his eyes shining deviously. Dereck’s eyebrow rose quizzically, wondering what new devious plan had sprouted in his naughty mind, a jolt of anticipation crawling along his fur, making his entire frame shudder excitedly. A bright light suddenly illuminated the room, dazzling his unprepared eyes, forcing him to turn away, eyes screwed shut, grimacing in discomfort, backing up against the doorframe, a paw raised before his face. “Oops, my bad, that was a little too bright.” “You don’t say…” grunted Nick. Dereck was confused, cautiously cracking an eye open, questioning what was the source of the violent light assaulting him, it wasn’t coming from any of the bulbs scattered around the room, nor did it seem to come from a flashlight or any such object. Nevertheless it was there, a radiant, golden glow, bright enough to momentarily blind him, yet insufficient to enlighten the entire room. Eyes squinted, a paw still protecting his face he dared to throw a quick glance toward the source of the now dimmer, warmer glow.

“Wow, no… no way…” he muttered, awe-struck, his arm limply falling along his body, eyes bulged wide in disbelief. Before him, resting on his back, splayed out onto the bed, his hind paws fully extended on either side, his tail hanging along the side of the bed, his forepaws resting on his chest, a broad proud smile illuminating his face was the source of this light. “L-L-Lyam… I didn’t know you could glow.” he murmured, speechless, unable to look away, his eyes irresistibly drawn to his shining form like flies. The light radiated from every golden scale of his anatomy, his belly and chest the most prominent source of this soothing, reassuring glow, the marks running along his thighs, legs, back and neck much less bright, just enough so he could see where every part of his body was.

“Pretty cool isn’t it?” chuckled Nick, finally coming into view, laying on his side right next to his mate, a hand trailing along the smooth, glowing scales of Lyam’s chest. “You bet that’s cool!” shouted Dereck, cautiously coming closer, taking a small detour to not step onto the large tail swishing across the floor, “Since when have you been able to do that?” he risked in a burning curiosity, extending a trembling, pre-coated toward the dragon, grazing his scales like they were made of fragile crystal. “Well… for as long as I can remember.” casually replied Lyam, purring deeply. “I’ve never seen you do such thing…” murmured Dereck, astonished, letting his paws and gaze wander over Lyam’s forms, all to the dragon’s pleasure. “Well… I don’t use it if I don’t have to but it can be pretty handy at time.” “I see… but then why not use it earlier?” enquired Dereck, imperceptibly inching closer to the dragon’s underbelly, feeling him tense and shiver under his paws.

“Oh well… I didn’t think about it.” mumbled Lyam, the red blush covering his cheeks visible despite the lack of light, “Besides, I thought the candlelight was much more appropriate for what we had in mind.” “I can’t argue with that.” “To his credit he isn’t a very good flashlight in the first place.” interjected Nick, his agile, dexterous hand tracing along Lyam’s flank. “I have to confess he is correct, my… natural bioluminescence isn’t strong enough for this kind of purpose; it just helps me navigate darker spaces and… makes me easier to spot.” “I can agree on the second part.” said Dereck, nodding thoughtfully, his gaze and his paws drifting lower and lower, the natural glow radiating from his scales spreading warmth inside him, making it nearly impossible to look away. “On the bright side, you may be a bad flashlight, but you sure are a good fleshlight.” sniggered Nick, planting a loving kiss on his mate’s chest. “Oh you!” roared Lyam, his large clawed paws clasping around his mate, his tail lashing out from the shadows, slamming into the man’s back as he was dragged onto the dragon’s belly, pinned down against his glowing scales.

The strength in Lyam’s paws, the way he kept his mate trapped, ensnared in his tail and claws without as much as denting his skin astonished Dereck, both terrifying and exciting in equal measures. Deep inside he couldn’t get a certain image, a specific scenario out of his head even though he tried his hardest to suppress it, a dream, a fantasy that fueled his fanning lust. In the meantime, Nick played along, unafraid, trusting the dragon, keeping a constant eye contact with him, the sharp edges of his claws resting upon his back, his strong paws pinning him against his chest yet allowing him enough room to wiggle around, his tail, although it’s first smack had been quite rough now rested gently on top of his rear, wagging slightly, the tip slithering between his cheeks. “I’m so going to make you swallow those words…” he hissed, fangs bared, applying a tiny bit more pressure, thick globes of saliva pearling at the corner of his lips, his amber eyes throwing lightings at him. Nick withstood his blazing gaze scorching his skin without flinching, diving deeply in the blazing ambers that were the dragon’s irises, firmly holding his ground while Lyam’s snout slowly closed in.

“I would love to see you try.” he threw at his mate, a daring, provoking grin on his face. Lyam only let out a deep, rumbling growl that would have made everyone else shiver to their core in terror, he instead grinned, leaning forward toward the enclosing maw, his warm, moist breath billowing over his skin in long exhales. Finally they made contact, the caress of scales and skin sending blissful jolts down their spines, the deep, menacing growl turning into a loving purr-like sound, his jaws parting just enough for his long, agile tongue to lash out, dragging across his face from his chin to the base of his hairs, soaking him in slimy saliva. “You know I could make you dance on top of my cock for that.” murmured Lyam in a low, tantalizing whisper. “Then why not do it?” “Because… I don’t feel in that kind of mood tonight. I’d rather be your good little fleshlight as you call it.” he continued with a light, playful giggle, “But don’t forget tables could always turn on you if you are not careful.” growled Lyam in a more dominant tone, the tip of his tail sliding between his cheeks, giving his untouched pucker a brief but intense caress. “I’ll keep that in mind.” whispered Nick in return, pulling Lyam’s large snout closer, their lips meeting in a long, passionate kiss.

“Wow… that… was scary…” gasped Dereck, observing the unfolding scene from the side of the bed, watching as the two lovers gave in their loving, affectionate embrace, low coos and whimpers filling the silence, their attention slowly turning toward him, “But… it was also… kinda hot.” he admitted, blushing profusely, his two cocks throbbing seemingly in agreement. “Interesting…” muttered Lyam under his breath, scanning him from head to toe, a devious smirk curling his lips. “W-what?” squeaked the wolf innocently, regretting not having kept silent. “I’m guessing you love to be handled roughly, do you?” “Well… I… I mean… I…” he stammered, taken aback, surprised by how easily Lyam had seen right through him, scrutinizing like he could prob the very depth of his soul, unveiling his darkest, deepest secret in plain view. “Don’t be ashamed, nobody is gonna judge you here.” reassured Nick in a calm, understanding tone, “Besides it’s no secret, with what you told us and what we saw it was easy to guess.” “I… suppose so…” mumbled Dereck, snout dipping down, ears dropping in guilt.

“Hey, don’t be ashamed of what turns you on, we all have our kinks and fantasies, isn’t that right Lyam?” “Oh yes, it is…” purred the dragon, a pinkish hue spreading over his cheeks, “I mean as long as it isn’t illegal we won’t be judging.” “Moreover if your think is just to be treated roughly I think it will work out perfectly.” let out Nick, causing Dereck’s ears to stand up in curiosity. “That… is very kind of you…” whispered Dereck? Nervously fidgeting with his claws, “But I don’t want to impose anything to you. Don’t give me wrong I do love to be on top and all and what we did earlier was… amazing; I’m just… more used to being on the other end of things usually.” “Don’t worry, it is not a problem at all.” murmured Lyam comfortingly, “In fact I can think of quite a few ways we can combine the two.” “Really?” “Of course, but how about we get to it and I’ll be able to show you what I mean.” enticingly growled the dragon, his rear wiggling invitingly, his puckered entrance clenching rhythmically. “That works for me!” exclaimed Dereck, his tail wagging happily behind him, “But… how do we… proceed.”

“Well, for starters get closer big guy, I don’t want you to feel sidelined, unless you really want to hang back and watch the show.” rumbled Lyam in the same enticing manner, his flexible tail curled inward, the tip trailing down from Nick’s back, slowly fondling his exposed private parts, drawing small circles around his puckered opening. The wolf did as he was told, moving a bit closer, sensing the burning gaze of the dragon glued to his maleness as they bobbed and throbbed between his legs, aching, begging for attention. Nick glanced over his shoulder, noticing how hesitant Dereck was, his eyes scanning them in anxiety, a shadow of doubt darkening his traits. “Anything bothering you?” he asked, concerned. “Nothing… I’m just… wondering how we’re going to do this.” stammered Dereck, gulping down in apprehension, a trembling paw reaching down, daring to make contact with the dragon’s tail, his other paw trailing down his belly, giving his hardened poles a long stroke. “Don’t worry about this…” rumbled Lyam, “I know many ways to make this moment one you will never forget.” “I trust you on that part but…”

Dereck trembled, traversed by a jolt of arousal, lust blooming in his veins, Lyam’s tail lashing out like a snake at such sped he hadn’t seen it move, the glowing yellow underside, pressing against one of his engorged shafts, slowly, sensually crawling up his sensitive length. A loud moan burst from his parted maw, his entire frame trembling uncontrollably, hips bucking forward, grinding his cock against the slick warm scales, drenching them in his overflowing pre.  “So, how about you stop worrying about all this and let your wilder side do the talking. From what I see it seems very eager to express itself.” tantalizingly cooed the dragon, continuing his enthralling ministration, his tail tip teasing and fondling his wildly pulsing cock. “O-o-ok…” he moaned, panting rapidly, leaning forward slightly, cautiously, jolting with each skillful pressions of the prehensile tail guiding him toward his mark.

“Careful Lyam don’t tease him too much or he’s gonna lose it.” warned Nick, not missing a single second of the action, his own rock-hard erection pressed against the heated, moist swollen slit of his mate, the puffed lips parting around his tip, Lyam’s hindquarter squirming slightly, rubbing against him invitingly, spreading himself wider with each motion. “Speak for yourself, I can feel how hard you are down there…” cooed Lyam in return, grinning toothily. “It’s hard not to with you under me.” he retorted, pressing a finger right between Lyam’s nostrils. “I plead guilty, but you’re the one making me very wet down there.” Nick only smirked, pressing his hard member a tiny bit harder against Lyam’s slit, feeling it give way under the gentle push, the puffy lips enveloping his girth in their searing hot embrace, sending blissful shudders throughout his frame.

In the meantime, Dereck got into position, eyes homed onto the two lovers, the sight he was granted with fueling his burning desire, both of them so hot, so arousing in their own rights he was having troubles controlling himself. A jolt of raw want rushed through him, electrifying every cell in his anatomy, blood rushing straight down to his groin, engorging his cocks to their maximum, the two stiff poles blindly poking and prodding around the dragon’s tail base, pre bursting from his two tips, painting clear lines across the dragon’s glowing, golden scales. Suddenly he froze, noticing a shift in the texture of the scales against his oversensitive maleness, the unexpected change prompting him to glance down, discovering one of his cocks nicely tucked at the junction between Lyam’s rump and tail, the tip mashing against something that seemed to clench and quiver against him, undulating in an arousing way. A tremor of arousal shook his entire frame, pre spurting from his cock, coating the puckered opening in slick, warm, natural lubricant, triggering a low, elated coo from the dragon.

“Hmm, I think everyone is ready now…” moaned Lyam, shaking in excitement, his rump grinding against the two males on top of him, feeling their hard, throbbing spires pressed against him, the sheer heat they radiated seeping under his hide, feeling him with a carnal, ravenous hunger for them. Nick glanced over his shoulder, the soft fur of the wolf delicately caressing his naked skin, causing it to tingle and shudder, waves of heat and musk washing over him, the burning, hungry gaze of those two glowing wildfire-like eyes roaming his back making him smile. “So… how do you want to do it?” shyly asked Dereck, his voice seeming deeper, more akin to a deep growl, his question addressed to both aliens, “You want to… take turns or… try… doing it as the same time?” “Oh my, what an appealing idea!” squeaked Lyam excitedly, “But I would need some practice before we can attempt that, and by practice… well I think you know what I imply.” Dereck nodded, focusing his attention on the scaly rump displayed before him, awaiting him, the puckered hole clenching impatiently. Nevertheless he couldn’t help but wonder, curiosity tugging at him, keeping him from abandoning into his growing need, his thoughts and attention drifting up.

“I’m sorry to… ask this again but… what will you be doing Nick? I mean… since I’m here… well… there aren’t many spots left, you’re sure you don’t want to… take the first round?” he shyly offered. “Don’t worry about me, I have everything right at hand, isn’t that right Lyam?” “Indeed, or rather right at the tip of your big… hard… cock…” groaned the dragon. “I… don’t get it…” “I told you; I know ways to make him moan that you don’t.” mysteriously chuckled the human, keeping his secrets well hidden. “Oh…. Ok…” whispered Dereck, his words barely audible, his curiosity skyrocketing as did his lust, aching to see and hear what he would do. “I think you should show him.” groaned Lyam, giving his mate an affectionate nuzzle, a broad, warm, passion-filled smile floating on his lips, “Besides, if you don’t get to it quickly you may lose your spot.” added the dragon in a mischievous tone, the soft, gentle embrace evolving into a loving kiss, nick’s hands cupping the large snout while Lyam’s paws dexterously massaged and caressed his back. “You got it.” whispered the human, reluctantly pulling away.

Dereck flinched, excitation pounding in his chest, eyes homed squarely on the two aliens, almost holding his breath in anticipation. Nick glanced back at him, smiling amusingly, carefully getting back up, making sure to give him the best and most appealing view possible. Dereck’s heart leaped in his chest, his cocks throbbing with renewed vigor, spewing clear precum all over Lyam’s rump, the dragon squirming in return. Nick, now on his hands and knees, straddling his mate, the two strong forepaws resting along his sides reached down with a hand, leaning forward slightly, displaying himself fully before the intrigued and aroused wolf, not hiding anything from him. His fingers wrapped around his hard, pulsating cock, slickened by the mix of pre and lubricant coating his length, giving it a slow, drawn-out stroke, smearing the slick mixture over his heated flesh.

Lyam’s eyes were wide open, plunging in the space between them, the natural glow of his golden scales basking his mate in a warm light, offering him a perfect view of what was taking place. A low, excited rumble slipped out of his parted maw, shudders of anticipation traversed his entire being, his claws curled inward, his tail rapidly swishing and thumping against the bed in eagerness. The heat emanating from the two males rubbing against his most intimate parts, their potent, alluring fragrances streaming into his sharp, twitching nostrils, the wetness of their respective, slickened maleness ready for action left him in thrilled, the crave for sex blooming in his veins much stronger than ever before.  He flinched, tensing, a low moan slipping out of his maw, his back arching, rising his groin in the air ever so slightly, pressing against the slickened tip of Nick’s cock, his lips kissing the pre covered shaft. In the meantime he hadn’t forgotten about the wolf’s turgid length insistingly mashing against his rear entrance, the pointed head piercing through his tightly sealed rim with ease, yet not daring to enter any further.

Dereck tensed, almost backing away when suddenly, Lyam’s rump bucked upward, slamming against his hard shaft, forcing it against his puckered entrance, the very tip slipping in the center of his tightly clenched opening. Yet he held still, not wanting to interrupt the moment, watching with the utmost interest what was occurring right before him. Nick, a hand holding his hard, throbbing cock slowly, tantalizingly slowly caressed the dragon’s puffed slit, tracing up and down the narrow rift, spreading the thick, glistening lips apart just enough to expose the reddish inner flesh. Lyam groaned and quivered, shuddering under the skillful attention, eyes rolling back, becoming hazy with lust and desire. Nick smiled, savoring the moment, loving how his mate reacted to his touch, sensing the bewildered, interrogative gaze of the wolf upon him, both encouraging him to continue.

After about a minute of this treatment, rubbing up and down the dragon’s soaked vent, smearing their mixture of fluids over each other he halted, his wildly pulsing member aimed right at the center of the glistening slit. Lyam’s gaze slowly went up, foggy with raw, carnal lust, his short, panting breath shaking with every moan that spilled out from him until they were at level with the man on top of him, exchanging a last loving, trusting look, a smile drawing on both their face. Nick gave a first, short, quick jab, thrusting his tip past the engorged lips, embedding himself deep in the muscular folds, the silk, slick inner walls clamping down hard around him. A high-pitched squeal like sound broke the relative silence, Lyam’s whole body tensing like a rope, claws curling inward to their fullest, his tail slamming in the bed hard enough to startle Dereck. His eyes burst wide open in shock and disbelief, his mouth opening on a cry that however remained stuck in his throat, his mind running at full steam, trying to comprehend what was happening, why were they even doing this if it was so painful? The grimace of discomfort and suffering plastered across Lyam’s face, his tightly shut eyes, his snarling maw exposing rows of glistening fangs left no doubt, this was causing him a great amount of pain.

Yet, mere moments later his traits relaxed, his pained grimace all but fading away, the tension in his stiff muscles disappearing altogether, leaving him cooing and groaning blissfully, a satisfied grin now floating on his lips. Nick grimaced in turn, his cock squeezed in a vice-like grip, the muscular walls clamping shut around him, preventing him from pulling out, a feeble, barely audible grunt escaping past his gritted teeth. Nevertheless, he knew what to do, therefore he remained perfectly still, controlling his breathing, waiting for Lyam’s sensitive inside to adjust to him, only rocking back and forth slightly into the slick, velvety tunnel. With each caress of his turgid erection against the sensitive inner flesh Lyam’s vent quivered and undulated around him, the pressure reducing more and more until he was allowed to move again, his mate’s hungry slit now drawing him inward, inviting him in his soaked, heated depth.

Dereck was stunned, speechless, watching in dismay the very arousing scene unfolding before him, unable to move or speak, paralyzed by the storm of conflicting feelings and emotions raging inside him. His eyes were glued to the two aliens, the image they sent him raising countless questions while keeping him as hard as a rock, his maw watering from the pungent scents assaulting his nostrils. Nick began moving again after what felt like an eternity to him, carefully sinking deeper in the depth of Lyam’s vent, his slick, warm juices drenching his length, overflowing from his parted slit with each motion. Deep, guttural groans and growls spilled out of Lyam’s parted maw between two ragged panting, his entire frame shuddering delightfully, his hips bucking upward, impaling himself on his mate’s cock, swallowing inch after inch of thick, turgid maleness. The already intoxicating musk of the dragon grew so strong his head was spinning, feeling like he had drank too much, large quantities of clear liquid almost gushing out from his stretched slit each time Nick sank inside.

With each gentle thrust he gave a bit more of his rock-hard erection sank into the dragon’s depth, spreading him wider, earning a melody of whimpered moans in return, Lyam’s grip tightening, holding him in place, his hindpaws kicking and clawing wildly at the air around Dereck. Then, when he withdrew himself another cascade of heated, clear lubricant followed in his wake, his cock bearing a glossy look from all the slippery substances soaking his shaft. Finally, thrust after thrust, he sank all the way in the tight, undulating passage, his crotch pressed against the slippery mess that was Lyam’s slit, it’s lips snuggly wrapped around his cock’s base. Lyam groaned in utter delight, shivering blissfully from head to toe, an elated smile floating over his lips, his tongue lazily hanging out on the side of his parted maw, raw, untamed lust blazing in his amber irises, his hips wiggling and gyrating slowly, grinding his heated, moist slit against his mate’s groin. He didn’t seem in pain anymore, instead in utter bliss, basking in the pleasure that flowed in his veins.

Nick smirked in satisfaction, holding his position, the muscular, velvety tunnel undulating and clenching around him, squeezing and massaging in his length, triggering powerful tremors of pleasure that rippled through his entire frame, the searing heat of his depth seeping into his own hardened flesh. At the very bottom of this deep, wet, moist cavity he could feel the tip of Lyam’s limps cock pressing against his own shaft, prevented from growing like it usually would, wildly throbbing and twitching in the confined space, spewing pre at a near constant rate, slathering his insides in his own lubricant. “Wow… I… didn’t know you… could do that…” muttered Dereck, astonished. “Surprising, isn’t it?” chuckled Lyam, groaning loudly. “That’s… an understatement…” grunted the wolf to himself, “I mean… it’s the place where your cock is… so… I didn’t ever imagine you could… do that…” he stammered, his amazement only matched by his shock. “Well… to be honest we didn’t know either.” admitted Nick, muffing a low grunt when Lyam’s muscular vent clamped shut around him, “We… kinda found by accident.” “A very pleasant accident I must say.” cooed Lyam in approval.

“I see…” whispered Dereck thoughtfully, thrilled by what he saw and learn, making sure to note everything that was being said. His eagerness skyrocketed to new, undiscovered levels, at a boiling point in his veins, filling every inch of his being with a scorching heat,  torrents of pure desire and lust rushing in his veins, flooding his mind with a crave like he had never experienced before. “How… does it feel?” he shyly asked. “Amazing…” moaned Lyam, “It’s kinda like getting fucked while having my cock rubbed at the same time.” “It’s like a female, maybe a bit tighter though, and with a big surprise waiting for you at the end.” chuckled Nick, slowly withdrawing his member before slamming in in one swift, quick buck of his hips.

 “That… sounds very good.” he let out in a moan,  the paw holding his cock against Lyam’s rear stroking his stiff length at a rapid pace. “It is…” purred Lyam. “You think I could… get a go at it?” he dared to ask, a crimson blush spreading over his cheeks. “Of course, but not now however, the spot is already taken.” responded Nick, giving a long, deep thrust in the dragon’s overflowing slit. “Naturally… but I meant… later.” he risked, gulping down nervously. “Of course… that is if you can fit however.” provokingly snorted the dragon, his devious grin turning in a silly, gleeful expression when Nick’s cock slid back inside him. “If Nick can fit… I think I should be fine.” “I don’t doubt it.” purred Lyam, leaning forward slightly, getting a better view of the wolf’s endowment. “But I don’t think there will be enough room for you inside.” “Why that?” enquired Dereck, frowning. “Well, that tends to get him really hard afterward.” explained Nick, extending a hand toward his mate, giving his glowing yellow scales a gentle rub. “So, if you want to get a go, well you’ll either have to be patient, or… I hope you have enough endurance to milk me dry…” let out Lyam in an excited rumble, a devious grin curling his lips.

“With the two of us I think we can make that happen.” he answered, emboldened by the dragon’s teases and provocations, keeping his eyes planted squarely into Lyam’s gleaming irises. “Is that a challenge?” questioned Nick. “Only if you feel up to it.” replied the wolf without the slightest hint of hesitation. “You bet I am!” he exclaimed before slamming deep into Lyam’s slit. “Oh my… hmmmm… I may not have thought that through enough…” he groaned, his satisfied smile only growing larger, the devious glow illuminating his eyes shining even brighter, “Although I am not too worried.” He continued cockily, his attention drifting lower, his gaze homing onto his two cocks, stiff and needy, dripping with copious amount of pre. “Just you wait.” retorted Dereck, shoving his cock harder against Lyam’s entrance, the dragon flinching and trembling in delight, a low, barely audible moan slipping out of his maw, encouraging him to continue.

Nick had come to a stop again, fully sheathed in the moist, soothing heat of his mate’s slit, savoring the strong, tight, yet soft embrace of his powerful inner muscle drawing more pre out of him with each caress. He could sense Lyam tensing and shivering underneath him therefore he didn’t need to look to know what was happening, he just had to listen to the plethora of growls, moans and groans spilling from his mouth, filling his ear s with an enthralling melody. Dereck took a deep breath, breaking eye contact with the alien observing him, focusing his attention solely on what laid right before him, awaiting him to make his move. Slowly, cautiously, his breathing short and ragged, every inch of his frame trembling in apprehension and anticipation he pressed against the tight, quivering, puckered ring of muscles, feeling it flinch and clench against his tip. At first it gave some resistance, remaining hermetically sealed, denying him access, Lyam grinning toothily, as if challenging him to go harder while Nick held almost perfectly still,, only rocking his hardened length back and forth in the depth of his mate’s slit. Low coos and moans filled his ears, the enthralling concoction of musk and heat emanating from them slithering under his hide with their alluring promises.

Brushing his very last remnants of doubt and apprehension aside he thrust forward with just a bit more insistence, the powerful muscles giving in around him, with maybe a bit too much ease. He froze, pleasure shooting in his veins, a low, shaky moan escaping his panting maw as his tip was swallowed into the dark, hungry opening, his strong, muscular walls clamping shut around him, preventing him from pulling out, instead drawing him in deeper. “Gosh… you’re tight…” he gasped, unprepared for the vice-like grip of his inner muscles wrapping around his cock, milking him for all he was worth. “Don’t ask me how he does it but I’ve seen him take some really big things down there and still he’s as tight as a virgin afterward.” chuckled Nick, giving a long, shallow thrust in the soapy folds. “But you love it when I’m tight down there…” rumbled Lyam, dragging his snout along Nick’s back, his tongue slithering sensually along his skin, eliciting little shudders, leaving behind a slimy trail. “I don’t recall complaining.” responded Nick, waiting until Lyam’s snout came into view to plant a loving kiss on his slick, inky black scales.

Dereck smirked, cautiously thrusting forward, sliding deeper in the constricting embrace of the draconic rear, his scalding hot insides wrapping around his rigid cock, undulating in an alluring way, an irresistible invitation to venture further. Deep growls and low moans echoed through the silent room, reverberating in each of their bodies, fueling their boiling, blazing desires. Nick had pulled back almost completely, leaving only the very tip of his cock nestled in the heated, slickened vent, slowly sliding back in, matching his pace with the wolf right behind him. Dereck kept pushing forward, burying inch after inch of turgid erection in the dragon’s ravenous hole, his tip spreading the narrow tunnel apart, his muscular walls clenching around him the deeper he sank. Jolts of raw pleasure coursed in his veins, his trembling paws clutching the dragon’s thighs, both to prevent them from moving too much and to avoid him toppling over, overtaken by the sheer bliss blooming within him. Lyam’s moans grew louder and higher pitched, his eyes fogged by a thick veil of lust, his back arching and trembling with each centimeter of hard cock stretching him open, his holes undulating around them, pressing and massaging their respective cock from every angle at once.

Dereck didn’t speak a word, only letting out deep grunts and growls as he thrust deeper and deeper in Lyam’s rear, his insides tugging at him, pulling him deeper. Suddenly, an especially powerful wave of raw, carnal bliss surged from his groin, spreading throughout his frame, his every muscles stiffening, his legs wobbling below him. His gaze that until this moment had been glued to Nick’s rear rushed down, discovering his knot firmly pressed against Lyam’s puckered entrance, the muscular ring stretched wide around his girth, his other cock pressed against his slick, warm scales, dripping copious amounts of pre. A shudder of excitement ran down his spine, pleasure pounding in his veins, his length cradled and fondled by the skillful embrace of the silk inner walls.

“Hmmm… that feels… even better than… I… a-a-anticipated…” moaned Lyam, panting raggedly, claws curling in utter bliss, tail rapidly thumping against the bed between the wolf’s legs, “It’s even better than with my tail…” “Your… tail?” mumbled Dereck, glancing back at the long, thick, tapering appendage wildly swishing behind him. “Yes, it’s not there just for show, I can do many things with it…” purred Lyam. A surprised yelp burst from Dereck’s throat, his entire frame stiffening when, out of nowhere a thin, agile tip snuck its way under his tail, tracing along his cheeks in a sensual way, slithering it’s way closer to it’s mark. “But now is not the time to show you all my tricks…” murmured the dragon, his tail vanishing as quickly as it had appeared, not without a last quick, caress over his tightly clenched, still sore entrance. Dereck nodded in approval, relieved his rear had been left untouched by the admittedly large appendage, reaffirming his grip on Lyam’s hindlegs, carefully withdrawing himself. Nick quickly mimicked his action, lifting himself up at a purposefully slow pace, leaving Lyam panting and moaning, wanting them to come back, his holes desperately clenching on emptiness.

What felt like a delightful eternity later they were almost fully out, both shuddering in untamed arousal, boiling with raw need, Lyam staring at both of them with clouded eyes, begging them to continue. Dereck and Nick remained perfectly immobile, glancing at each other, savoring this peaceful and mostly quiet moment, sensing each of Lyam’s vent clench and flex in want, the stream of clear, musky lubricant oozing out of the parted slit cascading down along the shimmering golden scales, soaking the wolf’s twin shafts in a thick layer of slippery fluids. Then, in utmost perfect sync they slammed deep inside, their combined groans and grunts intertwining only to be dwarfed by a loud, deafening cry of pure pleasure. Lyam tensed, arched and trashed against them, his hips bucking wildly, impaling him upon their hard, thick cocks, his mighty, muscular walls clenching down hard upon them, squeezing them from all sides, drawing out pleasure and pre from both of them.

Spurts of aqueous pre burst from their cocks, splashing deep into Lyam’s tailhole and slit, spreading a soothing heat withing his sensitive, inner flesh, his own clear, slick natural lubricant filling his already quite encumbered tunnel, oozing out around Nick’s shaft, making  his rock-hard member so slick it felt like he was thrusting in soft, warm butter. Dereck’s lust skyrocketed, his numb brain sinking inexorably in the tumultuous torrents of burning desire wreaking havoc in his head, his cock throbbing and twitching eagerly in the tight, constricting embrace of Lyam’s hole. Nick on his end was in a similar delight, buried to the hilt in his mate’s soapy, overflowing, convulsing slit, grinding against his limp member, it’s mad throbs causing jolts of utter pleasure to ripple through him, the feeling of the flaccid cock trying with all it had to grow as enthralling as the tantalizing caresses of his undulating walls.

Once again, with the same agonizingly slow pace they pulled out, Lyam shaking underneath them, his claws tightening their grip around Nick’s sides, trying to keep him pinned down against his chest, his sharp talons digging slightly into his skin, not enough to draw blood, only leaving clear, perfectly parallel marks. Moments later their cocks were forcefully rammed into his holes, the slapping of his hips against his scaly hide, the wet squelching noise they made as they parted the thick folds filling their ears with a delightful melody. Lyam cried out in pleasure, his body becoming stiff when the two males sank deep inside him, their thick, pulsating girth spreading him wide open, raging torrents of raw, untamed bliss flowing in his veins. His slit and tailhole clenched hard around them, holding them in place, their warm fluids pouring in his guts, coating his walls in their respective warmth and musk.

Dereck groaned in delight, eyes half closed, tongue lolling out on the side of his maw, his fogged eyes staring down at his twin cocks, one comfortably nestled inside the draconic hole, the knot pressed against his stretched pucker, the other resting against his slickened, pre covered hide, both so hard it was almost painful, aching for release. Nick was the first to slowly pull out, his cock dragging along the underside of Lyam’s sensitive vent, causing him to tense and tremble below him, his walls tightening their coils around his cock, sending blissful shudders into his whole body. Dereck followed suit, withdrawing his member from the inviting depth of the dragon, his muscular insides tugging at his cock in hope of keeping him in, ribbons of pre shooting form his stiff member with each throb, drawing whitish lines along his quivering passage. However, this time when they were almost fully out they didn’t dive back in in sync like they did before, instead holding perfectly still, earning a puzzled, interrogative gaze from Lyam, frowning in incomprehension.

Dereck, after just a quick glance at the man before him nodded in an unspoken agreement, the two of them sharing a knowing, understanding smile. Then, pulling another inch out, leaving only the very tip of his cock inside of the rhythmically clenching hole he thrust back inside with all his might, his knot smashing into Lyam’s entrance, his tip digging deep into his slickened inner flesh. Nick was jolted forward by a sudden impact, nearly losing his balance, Lyam’s back arching up beneath him, a loud cry bursting from his maw, his slit swallowing about half of his member in the process. Shuddering in bliss, an unexpected rush of heat surging through him he bucked forward, sliding the rest of his cock deep in Lyam’s hungry slit, his balls slapping against his soaked lips, the dragon’s velvety walls enclosing around him, stroking and massaging his cock from all sides.

Carefully, following the same agonizingly slow pace he pulled away, abandoning the searing heat of Lyam’s depth but only for a short moment, sliding back in when two third of his cock were exposed to the cool air of the room. Pre flowed around his cock in a river of hot, musky, tangy heat, sloshing around in Lyam’s slit, stirred by the back and forth motions of his cock. Quickly he found his pace, thrusting in and out of his mate’s slit at a moderate speed, adjusting his angle each time to better pleasure the dragon. His thrusts were slow, shallow and languorous, sensually caressing the sensitive inner flesh lining his walls, causing the male below him to quiver and moan in utter bliss, his muscular tunnel rhythmically clamping shut around him, rewarding him with powerful bursts of pleasure.

Dereck in the meantime opted for a different approach, his pace much faster compared to the human, his thrusts short and quick, only a portion of his cock moving in and out of the dragon’s tight tailhole. Each rapid jab smashing his engorged knot and his heavy sack against the scaly rear, created a wet, slapping noise that was a blissful symphony to his ears. His tip pushed deep in the dragon’s quivering rear, poking and rubbing along his muscular walls, discovering new, unknown places. The thrill of exploring and discovering quickly grew inside him, fueling the raging inferno of his eagerness and lust, each new pleasurable spot he found tucked away in the depth of Lyam’s anatomy sending an enthralling shiver down his spine. He loved how the dragon shook and tensed under his thrusts, his hindpaws wildly kicking and clawing at the air on either side of him, his fierce tail forcefully slamming into the bed’s frame, his muscular tailhole clenching with all it’s might around him, milking him for all he was worth.

Nevertheless he could still feel the humongous weight in his heavy, ripe orbs as they slapped the draconic rear, a familiar tingling sensation spreading from his taut sack, the pressure rising quickly, too quickly, making it clear he wouldn’t last much longer at this pace. Taking a deep breath he slowed down, coming to an almost complete stop, his twin bloated cocks painfully hard; aching for the release they were denied. Shivering from head to toe, lust pulsing in his veins he slowly, carefully thrust forward, plunging all the way to the knot, grinding the engorged bulb of flesh against the puckered entrance, feeling it stretch wider around him. Next, in the same fashion he pulled out, jolts of carnal pleasure rocking his very frame, his cock jumping in the narrow space, slamming into his stretchy, velvety walls while the other, still untouched throbbed and witched in the open air, spewing thick globes of pre inside and out along his scales.

Lyam was in heaven, floating on a small cloud in a sea of fulfillment and pleasure, pure lust blooming in every fiber of his being, coming in waves from his hindquarter. He had longed for it, dreamt of it, yearned for this exact moment, yet even in his wildest fantasies it never felt as good. The way they pounded him, each at their own pace, the sensation of their hard, juicy cocks spreading him wide, pressing all his buttons, sending waves after wave of pure bliss crashing upon him was better than everything he could have imagined. Moans and groans of pure delight continuously spilled from his maw, his panting breath shallow and irregular, every inch of his being throbbing, pulsing with an all-consuming delight. He could feel his own maleness, stuck, trapped in its own hiding, pulsating eagerly, trying it’s hardest to grow hard, squirting pre like a faucet only to be pushed back by his mate’s member, compensating the slight discomfort it caused him with an indescribable, mind-blowing bliss.

Nick pounded away at his mate’s velvety slit, his cock plunging deep in his heated, wet folds, relentlessly hammering away at his own cock, grinding against the limp but stiff throbbing mass of flesh. His mate’s convulsing insides enveloped his cock in a tight, snug embrace, squeezing the entire length of his shaft in its slick, slippery coils, pre shooting from his tip in long, thickening strands, coating Lyam’s maleness in his heated fluids. The dragon’s liquid lust surged from the depth of his stuffed cavity, scalding hot jets hitting his overstimulated rod with a humongous force, drenching every inch of his cock in a thick layer of slick, gooey lubricant. The searing heat of his insides seeped underneath his skin, his dexterous, undulating walls stroking and massaging his length from all sides triggered blissful jolts that spread throughout his body, his mate’s loud, sometime deafening moans cries of utter delight further fueled his boiling, blazing lust.

The pressure in his heavy, swollen orbs rapidly welled up, his nuts churning with a fresh batch of fertile seed only waiting to be let lose, making it clear he wouldn’t last much longer. Dereck was in a similar predicament, his twin shafts as hard as steel, his large, cum heavy balls aching for release from their burden of fertile essence, his thrusts becoming shallow and irregular; a rough, carnal pounding where only lust and need ruled. His cock slammed deep into Lyam’s hole, pressing all his buttons along the way, causing a humongous amount of pleasure, his insides squeezing his member in all the right way to coax a powerful climax out of him. Lyam on his end panted and moaned from the top of his lungs, rocked and jolted around by the combined pounding of his holes, waves of pure, mind-blowing delight washing over him, submerging his body under a tide of raw, carnal lust, his muscles clenching and flexing around the two thick, girthy shafts rearranging his insides, spreading him wide, his loins boiling with the all-consuming urge to cum.

“Hmmm… yes… harder… deeper… faster…!” roared Lyam, speaking the first words since they had begun, his voice trembling with uncontained bliss, turning into a loud, drawn-out moan as the two males slammed deep inside him. Nick smirked, as did Dereck, doubling their efforts, pressure and pleasure soaring rapidly, filling their every cells with a raging fire that blazed out of control, their heavy sack noisily slapping the dragon’s scaly hide, their bloated, engorged cock sinking deep in his slickened, velvety folds, plowing straight into his most sensitive spots. “You’re… pretty good at it…” huffed Nick, his cock sheathed fully into Lyam’s twitching slit, his heated cavern convulsing around him, massaging and squeezing his entire length, draining to the smallest drop of pre out of him. “I’m… not… doing much… you’re… doing the most… here…” he groaned in return while he thrust deep inside the dragon’s tailhole, his knot ramming against his slightly loosened entrance, stretching it even wider. “Can we… agree you’re both… doing an amazing job…” murmured Lyam, cooing and moaning in pure bliss, his goofy, gleeful expression quite hilarious to look at, his foggy eyes staring blankly at them, “Though… are you going to… oh by the stars! D-do… s-s-something… with that… second cock of yours?” enquired Lyam, his back arching under another influx of raw bliss.

“Hmmm… maybe…” whispered Dereck, looking down at his right cock, pulsing and twitching in the cool air, pressing and grinding against Lyam’s smooth, warm scales with each thrust. large veins bulged its surface, it’s knot fully engorged, pre dripping at a constant rate, each throb sending long clear lances flying, some with enough force to hit Nick’s butt, leaving his skin peppered with dots and lines of pre. “I can’t wait to see… what you have in mind…” whimpered the dragon, quivering in anticipation, aching for them both, slamming himself into them when they plunged in the depth of his rear. Nick let out a loud grunt, grimacing in discomfort, his painfully stiff shaft plunging in the overflowing slit where it was mercilessly squeezed and massaged by his mate’s ravenous folds, his own cock beginning to stiffen, making it clear he was getting close. Dereck shook, his legs wobbling, beginning to feel week after so vigorously pounding the dragon’s rear, drained of all energy, his whole frame throbbing with lust and want, the urge to cum the only thing occupying his increasingly hazy mind.

“I’m… c-close…” he let out through gritted teeth, the dragon’s inviting tailhole opening wider, succumbing to the ruthless assaults of his knot, tugging at his rigid cock with a renewed vigor, pulling him further in. “Me too…” muttered Nick, panting raggedly, rapidly pumping in and out of his mate’s overflowing slit, their mixed fluids gushing out around him, spraying them both with a copious amount of the musky goo. “I’m… not gonna last long… either.” squeaked Lyam, tongue lolling on the side of his maw, his paws that until now had held onto Nick’s flanks falling limply on either side of him.

A broad, satisfied gin grew over Nick’s lips, his thrusts becoming rougher, faster, giving his mate all he had, offering him the breeding he knew he craved, the dragon mewling blissfully underneath him, back arched, claws, curled, eyes rolling back in their sockets, the haze of lust quickly taking hold of them both. Behind, Dereck wasn’t holding back either, leaning forward over the dragon, reaffirming his grip on his muscular thighs, using the extra leverage to slam as hard and deep as he could in the rapidly clenching vent, his knot mashing against the loosened pucker, threatening to slip inside a bit more with each forceful thrust. Lyam’s moans became louder, their pitch steadily increasing as did the tightness in his holes, constricting around them, his orgasm drawing nearer with each passing second, each motion of their hard, turgid erections inside him bringing him closer to the edge.

Then, in a thundering, deafening roar Lyam leaped over the edge, his entire body tensing to the smallest scales, his back arching, grinding himself against them both, his insides convulsing with an orgasmic might. The next instant thick, scalding hot cum burst forth from his cock, torrents of pearlescent seed filling his own slit, bathing his mate’s still thrusting cock in warm, sticky goo. The heat of his own essence seeped within his velvety flesh, spreading throughout his body, filling him with a feeling of fulfilment, more gushing out, streaming from his parted slit, forming a veritable river of cum slithering along his scales. His body was as stiff as a piece of wood while he came, each powerful spurt of cum leaving him quaking in delight, his seed coming out in large geysers that splashed right against Nick’s own cock.

Nick let out a muffed gasp, Lyam’s slit rhythmically clamping shut around him, his muscular walls enclosing around him, keeping him trapped in his inescapable embrace. A tide of pleasure rose inside him growing stronger with each second, with each new delightful jolts coursing through him. The pressure in his loins skyrocketed, cum already rushing toward his bloated cock, his orgasm mere moments away. However, Lyam came first, his roar reverberating through him, rattling his very bones, his thick, gooey, potent seed gushing out in large spurts of burning hot, virile essence. In an instant he was enveloped in the sheer, overwhelming heat of his cum, it’s alluring, pungent musk-laded scent tickling his nose, the gooey substance spilling out of his slit, spraying over his skin, more already pumping out in the narrow space.

It was all he needed, his orgasm hitting like a freight train, throwing him over the edge in a split second, his cock jumping in the cum-filled vent before unleashing a torrent of fresh seed. Pleasure of an orgasmic magnitude washed over him, his body freezing, his mind blanking from the intense delight flowing in his veins, his hips ground against Lyam’s stretched, cum-oozing slit, only a feeble, barely audible grunt slipping out of his mouth. Jet after jet of thick gooey cum spurted from his cock, coaxed by the intense milking he was subjected to by his mates madly clamping slit, mixing with the copious loads erupting from the draconic member against which he was rubbing. He remained there, only letting out muffed groans, Lyam’s own elated moans filling his ears, their combined seed flowing in his genital vent, gushing out around them, soaking scale, and skin deep with the sticky mixture, drenching them in the appealing, arousing, virile fragrance of fresh, potent semen.

Dereck wasn’t losing a single bit of the action, panting rapidly, wildly thrusting in and out of the dragon’s quivering, clenching rear, his undulating walls pressing, squeezing and stroking his painfully stiff and sensitive shaft. His heart drummed in his chest, blood pumped into his already bloated cocks, pre squirting from both tips with enough force to land on Nick’s rear and lower back, his balls jumping in their taut sack, ready to unleash the pent-up seed that had been building up inside them. An overpowering, intense spike of the rawest, most carnal delight struck him, his every muscles tensing as he slammed hard and deep one last time inside the dragon’s rapidly clamping rear. His whole frame quaked under the unstoppable torrents of pure lust wreaking havoc inside him, his paws tightening their grip around Lyam’s thighs, claws digging in the first layers of the thick, rugged scales. A loud, wet pop reached his ears while he sank a bit further than before, his hips bucking forward, grinding his crotch firmly against Lyam’s rump for the very first time since they had started.

Lyam tensed, a sting of pain hitting at the peak of his climax, causing him to grimace and wince slightly, his tailhole forced wider apart by a large ball of hardened flesh, his muscular passage enveloping around it as it embedded itself deeply inside him. Dereck couldn’t hold back any longer, his body trembling, his pleasure soaring, his mind going numb with pleasure, his stiff cock jumping and trashing into the tight, convulsing hole, his eyes sealing shut, his breathing jerky, punctuated by small groans and moans. A mighty, bone-chilling, awe-inspiring howl like cry rose from his parted maw, his head reaching toward the ceiling, his cock spasming rapidly, a tide of cum rushing straight through it. Thick ropes of creamy, warm seed burst from both his cocks, flying through the air, one stream splashing deep inside the dragon’s tightly clenched hole, painting his walls white with his virile essence; the other hitting whatever it was aimed at, drawing sticky lines and spots over Lyam’s rump, and more.

Nick and Lyam flinched, glancing up at the wolf, watching through fogged eyes as he reached his peek, a gleeful, satisfied grin curling the dragon’s lips while the wolf’s heated semen invaded his hole for the first time coating his sensitive, muscular insides in his searing warmth. His inflated knot kept them tied together, sealing his hole shut, preventing any drop of virile, fertile cum from slipping out, pooling in his guts, more constantly coming out in quick spurts, each gush of pearly essence that hit his insides sending blissful shivers down his spine, fueling his own mighty orgasm. His other cock, squished between scales and fur throbbed vigorously, spewing thick ropes of warm sperm, painting his scales in musky, sticky whiteness, it’s tantalizing fragrance already tickling his nostrils. His muscular walls enveloped the wolf’s wildly spasming maleness, massaging and squeezing it from all sides, keeping it snuggly nestled in a wanting embrace, drawing out more cum from him.

Nick moaned, his mate’s slit tightening its grip once again around him, reinvigorated by the wolf’s overpowering climax, more cum streaming into the tight, confined space, gushing out around him, drenching them in a mix of warm essences, Lyam’s cock grinding with more insistence against his, trying desperately to grow hard. In the meantime he could sense a familiar yet foreign feeling of warmth and dampness spread along his back, emanating from his rear, triggering blissful shivers whenever it hit. He didn’t need to look to know what it was, a broad, amused grin growing over his lips, illuminating his traits, his haunches wiggling slightly, spreading the burning warmth around.

Dereck was panting, trying to catch his breath, riding his powerful climax, his legs wobbling, struggling to hold him while cum gushed out from his twin cocks, filling the tight hole around him, spraying the two aliens’ hide, the immense relief it offered him washing over him, leaving him spent and breathless. His gaze drifted down, trailing along Nick’s back, the natural glow of Lyam’s belly underneath him putting the human on a gorgeous display, exposing the mess he was making; the clear lines of still warm cum covering his pale skin, trickling down his rear, more streaking through the air from his untouched cock, spraying him in his thick, sticky seed. A paw reached down, trembling, uncertain, cupping his twitching, convulsing maleness, giving it a long, teasing stroke and squeeze, causing more cum to gush out, eliciting a muffed groan from him while pearly seed rained over the man’s cheeks.

The trio stood there, enjoying their respective climax, coos and groans of delight and satisfaction echoing in the quiet room, their heavy, shallow breathing answering one another, their bodies shuddering with orgasmic delight, their seed flowing out their stiff members, drained from their heavy, needy loins, their fogged eyes staring into nothingness while their numb brain blanked savoring this unique, marvelous moment together, basking in the afterglow. Sadly, reality soon came knocking at the door, the pleasure that had overtaken them slowly fading away, becoming only a delightful memory, leaving them all panting, shuddering, their last strands of seed dripping from their cocks.

Nick was the first to finish, the last drops of his seed dripping into Lyam’s cum-soaked slit, his cock kept hard by the relentless affection it was given, ready for a second round. Dereck came next, slowly coming down from his peek, trembling and quaking from head to toe,  his last spurts of semen turning into mere dribbles, his rapid, raged breathing calming, his twin shafts kept rock-hard however, particularly the one sheathed in Lyam’s quivering hole, his knot still tying them. Cautiously he gave a gentle tug, earning only a high-pitched pained yelp from the dragon, his muscular tunnel squeezing hard around him. Nick slowly, carefully rose up, pulling inch after inch of hard cock out of his mate’s vent, Lam’s powerful inner muscles trying to hold him in, causing all the cum still inside to slosh and ooze out. Shuddering in bliss, the slick, velvety walls undulating around him, trying to entice him back in, he continued nevertheless, letting out a muffed, relieved huff, finally slipping free, his cock throbbing in the heavy, musk-laded air, drenched in their combined juices.

Lyam cried out in raw pleasure, still coping with his orgasm, his unaroused cock pulsing madly in his stuffed slit, spurting thick ropes of creamy, heated seed into his gaping, loosened vent, his parted slit exposing the thick semen sloshing inside. His hips bucked forward, his inner walls clenching, forcing copious amounts of cum out, spilling over his groin, cascading down his sides and tail. Nick rolled away, falling on his back beside his mate, leaning slightly toward him, watching the show unfold. His hard, cum-drenched cock was on a gorgeous display as he caught his breath, a hand resting on Lyam’s flank while the other slowly traced down his belly, poking and prodding curiously, dipping into the puddles of sticky essence covering his skin. His gaze homed straight down to Lyam’s underbelly, his mate still riding his astonishingly long and intense climax, a gleeful expression floating on his traits. From his slit surged a true geyser of thick, heated, musk-laded cum, the gooey substance seemingly remaining suspended in the air for a split second before raining back down onto Lyam’s belly and chest.

Dereck observed in a mix of awe and amazement, taken aback by the sheer intensity of the draconic climax, his eyes bulged wide in shock and disbelief, marveling at the sight he was granted, his senses flaring, nostrils twitching and maw watering from the pungent fragrance blasting at him. His tailhole, though still sore and aching quivered, clenching tightly, memories of how good it had felt to have that massive cock inside him, how much it had pried him open; and above all, how full he had felt at the end, his belly swollen with the humongous load of thick, gooey cum. Seeing it all happen right before him was even better, he could marvel at the unimaginable volumes of thick, creamy essence gushing from Lyam’s convulsing slit, turning him on even more, stirring his arousal back to life. Curious, wanting to get a better angle he leaned forward, finding himself almost perfectly aligned with the overflowing vent, the thick folds rhythmically clenching, forcing out more of the delicious essence.

Lyam quickly noticed him, a devious grin spreading across his lips, his lust-fogged eyes glinting with malice, a paw trailing down along his belly, caressing his soft, warm scales, dipping into the rivers of hot cum blanketing his frame, elated coos slipping out of his slightly parted maw. His ivory claws glided over his thick, parted lips, spreading them a bit wider apart, exposing the reddish inner flesh of his slit, his quivering, rhythmically clenching vent on a gorgeous display.

Dereck’s captivated astonishment quickly turned into a confused scramble to get himself to safety, gasping and yelping in a mix of surprise and panic. As he marveled at the exposed depths of the dragon’s gender he was suddenly blasted by a large geyser of cum erupting from deep within Lyam’s slit. Burning hot, gooey, sticky essence washed over his face, sticking to his muzzle and neck, it’s intoxicating, virile, tangy fragrance pouring in his nose, so overwhelming it dazed him. “What the…” he stammered, trying to wipe the sticky goo of his face, it’s smell and flavor already tickling his senses, fueling his already burning arousal. Unfortunately, his attempts remained futile, only further spreading Lyam’s cum all over his fur and paws, leaving an indelible mark on him.

Moreover, while he tried with all his might to get rid of the sticky, gooey substance and its enthralling flavor, a sensation of heat spread over his chest and belly, covering every inch of his being. It felt like he was being hosed down, yet not with water, but with something much denser, something that stuck to him like glue, the scent of which was very appealing, stirring a certain part of him to life. Nervous, he glanced down, expecting the worse, flinching and quaking with every hit he felt upon his scales, the musk-filled, searing heat spraying all over his fur, trickling down his hide. His heard skipped a beat, eyes going wide in shock, a deep, red, almost purple hue covering his cheeks in an instant, his tail nervously swishing behind him. Before him, a devious grin plastered across his face, his glowing amber irises alight with malice, Lyam was watching with a devilish satisfaction, savoring the moment. Two of his claws were buried into his overflowing slit, guiding the flow of seed gushing from it toward the wolf, coating his belly chest and crotch in his searing hot cum.

Dereck’s gaze drifted even lower, unveiling the mess of cum in which his fur was soaked, the gooey substance sticking to him like goo, it’s potent, enticing, appetizing smell enveloping him like an invisible shroud, seeping under his skin and invading his sharp nose, leaving him groggy and numb with an overwhelming lust. “Do you… always cum so much…” he mumbled, vigorously shaking his head, trying to clear his mind from the haze of desire creeping over him. “Always.” chuckled Nick, enjoying the show from the side, his hand idly fondling Lyam’s flank, “Still boggles me how much cum he produces.” “I see why..” murmured Dereck, awestruck, trembling and flinching with each spurt of thick, manly essence splattering over his belly, dripping down to his sheaths, enveloping them in a delightful warmth. “You can only blame yourself for that…” let out Lyam in a loud, satisfied moan, the torrents of seed gushing out of his slit weakening to a mere stream, “You always make me cum so much.” he added, withdrawing his cum-soaked claws from his slit, bringing them up toward his maw, his tongue meticulously slathering the ivory appendages, removing all traces of cum.

“You vile flatterer.” snorted Nick, gently nudging his mate, Lyam’s retaliation coming under the form of a long, loving lick across his face. “You know I mean it Nick; you make me cum a lot, you always press all the right buttons to leave me spent and dry.” Whispered the dragon in an affectionate tone, nuzzling and rubbing his snout against the man’s cheek, his tongue sticking out ever so slightly, dragging over his smooth skin, causing subtle but delightful jolts that rocked every inch of Nick’s frame. Slowly, imperceptibly his bulky, scaly snout trailed down along his neck, Nick groaning and huffing under the soft, gentle caresses of his mate’s agile, slippery tongue, their eyes meeting in a long, intense stare that seemed to last forever, neither of them wishing to break contact. He continued on his journey down, following the curve of the man’s muscular body, sensing the slow, steady rise and fall of his chest, his skin chilling and his muscles tensing under him, reacting to the smallest touch of his hot, slimy tongue. Down below he could see his mate’s throbbing, achingly hard cock begging for attention, the girthy manhood calling him, drawing him toward it like a magnet, the alluring scent of the man’s natural musk intertwining with the familiar aroma of his own fluids, forming an irresistible concoction.

“And now, with you two doing things to me… I don’t think I’ll last for as long as I anticipated.” he purred, stopping right over Nick’s chest, blasts of hot, moist airs washing over his nipples, his tongue describing a wide circle around it. “Perhaps you’d want us to stop then?” offered Nick, a knowing grin curling his lips. “No way! There’s no way I’m stopping now, especially after that.” shouted Lyam, his tail forcefully slamming in the bed’s frame, startling both Nick and Dereck, “Besides, I would be a terrible mate if I left you with such a big… bothersome predicament.” he continued, his snout diving down, ramming against Nick’s ball sac, drawing a muffed gasp from him as his heated tongue traced over his stiff cock, “That also works for you Dereck.” He quickly added, turning his attention toward the wolf’s two eagerly pulsating rods, one still deeply embedded in his rear, the other resting upon his scales, in the middle of a river of hot cum.

Dereck tensed under the hungry, ravenous gaze of the dragon, the scene highly arousing for him, his two cocks throbbing with renewed vigor, betraying his excitement. “I take that as a yes…” groaned the dragon, his tailhole clenching around him. Nick smirked, spotting something else occurring right before his eyes, visible despite the long, sinuous neck and bulky head blocking most of his view, the simple view of it making pre squirt from his hardened shaft. There, right beside him, finally showing itself, peaking out of it’s hiding was a red, tapered tip standing out in the lakes of pearly essence, it’s surface glistening with the various fluids it had bathed in. Dereck quickly noticed it, his heart skipping a beat, his breath stopping, stuck in his throat, anticipation, lust and doubt washing over him in quick succession. “See… I told you this spot wouldn’t remain free for long…” he moaned, his paw reaching down once again, the clawed digits merely grazing his emerging shaft, triggering a weak spurt of aqueous semen. They all watched in silence while the draconic member came into view, parting his thick folds around it’s girth, forcing out most of the cum that moments ago filled his  slit, the ridges shaft pulsing and bobbing as it swelled, engorging rapidly with each throb, it’s entire surface drenched in a mix of different fluids, the enthralling scent of which combined with his natural, mesmerizing fragrance.

“O-ok… I didn’t imagine you would grow hard so quickly after cumming…” stammered the wolf, awestruck, watching the last, weak drizzle of cum trickle down his shaft, his gaze glued to the whitish droplets as they slithered down the flared ridges lining his length. “That gets him pretty worked up all the time.” explained Nick, rising to a sitting position, a hand extending toward the pulsing draconic member, his fingers dexterously fondling the slippery, sensitive shaft, drawing out a low, whimpered moan from the dragon. “I… c-can’t… deny that…” groaned the dragon, trembling uncontrollably as Nick’s hand wrapped around his cock, stroking it up and down at a slow pace, helping it to reach it’s full mast, his already swelling knot slipping out of his slit in a cascade of cum and other fluids, “I mean… I’m literally getting my cock teased and my slit filled; the heat is just… irresistible… not to mention the two handsome, hunky men around me.” Dereck blushed slightly while Nick only offered his mate a wry smile, having heard that exact compliment many times over, his hand dexterously tracing along the ridged underside of Lyam’s cock, causing the dragon’s hips to buck roughly upward, grinding his rock-hard erection against his palm.

Lyam panted, mewling and moaning in delight, eyes rolling back in their sockets, tongue lazily hanging out on the side of his maw, blankly staring at his lover’s hand skillfully fondling his eager maleness, the goofy expression on his face making them both smile. Dereck, despite the plethora of alluring smells and sights assaulting him, despite the mouth-watering display proudly exposed before him felt his knot begin to deflate. Carefully he pulled back, his member beginning to slip out after just a gentle tug, his knot sliding backward toward the opening. Lyam’s muscular tunnel clenched down in protest, trying to keep him buried inside, scrubbing his length, with his own essence, only making his stiff maleness more slippery. With a muffed grunt, and a blissful surge of pleasure, he broke free, the loud pop his knot made as it slipped out echoing in the mostly quiet room. Instantly it was overshadowed by a loud rumbling groan from the dragon, his now empty tailhole clenching on emptiness, seed dripping out along his tail while more sloshed in his guts. His elated smile tensed, turning into a grimace of discomfort for barely a split second when the wolf withdrew himself, leaving him gaping and empty, drawing out the last spurt of cum from him with that simple motion.

“Hmmm… that felt good…” he let out in a shaky moan, panting raggedly, the satisfied expression floating on his traits contrasting with his rock-hard maleness aching for more, “I must say Dereck, you are quite good with your equipment down there.” complimented Lyam. “I’m glad you enjoyed your time, it’s been a while since I’ve been on top.” whispered Dereck, relieved, a slight blush creeping over his cheeks from the compliment. “Well you did splendidly well, even though I expected you to try to put both of those beauties inside me.” continued Lyam, eying his twin shafts bobbing and throbbing eagerly before him. “I could have, but I’d rather be cautious and take it slow… I… hope you understand.” he mumbled, shy and embarrassed. “Not at all!” reassured Lyam, “Besides, that gives us room to experiment later if you feel like it. Speaking of which, what do you want to do now?” he enquired in an excited chirp, eyes darting rapidly back and forth between the two of them.

The two of them remained silent, unsure, wondering and pondering their options, their respective gaze wandering over the dragon’s large frame, admiring the mess they had already made, each part of his anatomy appealing to them in their own ways. Nick’s hand was still firmly wrapped around his mate’s throbbing cock, drenched in the copious amounts of pre streaming from his tip, his fingers playing with the flared ridges, watching them flex and tense under his every touch. Lyam patiently waited, savoring the unmistakable view he was granted, his body shuddering under tremors of bliss caused by the agile human hand sneaking around his turgid shaft, his eyes resting on the two male’s endowment, his mind running at full steam, imagining what they could do next, his whole frame quivering in delight and anticipation. Dereck’s attention shifted from Lyam’s enticing, hard, crimson member and its bulbous knot soaked in his own juices, to Nick’s rigid maleness, the thick layer of cum and other fluids soaking it giving it a glossy, slick and slippery appearance, beads of pre already gathering at the tip. His attention drifted lower, down to his own cocks, stiff like planks, aching for another round, spewing clear lines of pre over Lyam’s rump, leaving clear lines all around his undulating tailhole, his own seed trickling out, forming a small pool on his tail base.

“So, any ideas?” enquired Lyam after a time that felt like an eternity, “I don’t want to rush you but I’d really love to hear what you two have in mind for the next round.” Coed the dragon in an enticing tone, his tail swishing excitedly between Dereck’s legs. “Well… I don’t know…” whispered Dereck, unsure, ideas and fantasies colliding in his lust-numbed brain, a hurricane of thoughts each more arousing than the last. Yet, despite his conflicting desires he found himself constantly coming back to Lyam’s member, the crimson spire catching his attention every time he laid eyes on it, it’s throbs and twitches hypnotizing to him. “And you Nick?” questioned Lyam. “I do have a few things in mind.” teasingly murmured the human, giving the dragon’s rock-hard cock a gentle squeeze, coaxing a large spurt of clear pre out. “I can’t wait to see that.” rumbled Lyam, his neck stretching out toward his mate, their lips pressing together in a short, intense, passionate kiss.

“I think… I know what I want to do… if that’s ok for both of you.” spoke Dereck, after a long hesitation, his voice barely audible. “Great!” cheerfully squeaked Lyam, “So what is it?” he urged impatiently, “Well… I… I’d… like to… how to put it…” “No need to be shy around us,” reassured Lyam, “You can speak without fear, just say what you want to do.” “Well…” said Dereck, taking a deep, breath, inhaling through his nose, inadvertently swallowing a bowl of musk-filled air, “I’d love to… suck your… big… juicy cock… if… if that’s… ok.” he let out, apprehension and fear holding him in an icy grip, his maw drooling at the mere thought of the thick, hard pole of meat upon his tongue.

“Of course you can!” happily exclaimed Lyam, widening his stance to give him a better view, “You can have as much of it as you want. However, those two big boys seem to want some attention too.” moted the dragon, his thick, agile tail rising between his legs, almost knocking him off balance, the yellow plates lining his underside pressing against his heavy sack, putting his twin shafts on a gorgeous display. “Perhaps you could sheathe your swords inside me while you do it… or have someone else take good care of them.” he offered, his tantalizing voice sending chills down his spine, his offer prompting a sudden influx of blood into his spasming cocks. “I… hadn’t… thought about it…” he admitted through gritted teeth, trying to resist the urge to thrust against those cool, smooth scales.

“Actually, that’s perfect!” let out Nick, immediately attracting the attention of the two males, Lyam raising a quizzical eyebrow, intrigued, Dereck, although curious seemed more cautious, containing his excitement for now. “Really?” “Yes, that almost perfectly aligns with what I had in mind.” “Do you mind telling us more?” questioned Lyam, eagerly awaiting the full explanation. Nick only offered him a mysterious grin, his hand giving the dragon’s cock a last, sensual stroke before pulling away, soaked in a copious amount of pre and cum. Dereck scrutinized each action, each motion, each change as slight as they could be in Nick, torn apart between excitement and apprehension, a part of him most eager to see what the human had thought of, his devious, mystery-filled smirk enticing him, awaking his darkest, deepest fantasies. “So… how do you wanna… do it…” he risked, cheeks burning with embarrassment, his shaking frame betraying his true motives, his twin shafts throbbing and twitching eagerly against Lyam’s warm, thick tail. “I think it will be better if I show you instead.” retorted Nick, not letting any hint slip, preserving the mystery, keeping them both guessing.

Dereck nodded, unsure but deeply intrigued, wanting to see what the young man could do, having already witnessed the more crafty side of his dragon love and now aching to see Nick’s more enterprising behavior. Nick remained calm and collected, slowly getting up from the bed, much to Lyam’s protest, the puzzled creature squeaking in incomprehension, his adorable, pleading eyes staring at both of them in turn. His red, rock-hard rocket surged with raw need, throbbing and dripping with cum, begging for attention, his potent musk growing more intoxicating with each passing second. Nick stood right next to Dereck, skin and fur brushing softly, triggering blissful shivers in both of them, his expert gaze trailing down Lyam’s rump, discovering the long lines of drying cum covering his scales, the pearlescent white contrasting with the deep, inky dark and glowing, shining golden yellow of his scales. Then his eyes came upon his mate’s puckered rear entrance, gaping and loosened, oozing with still warm seed forming a small rivulet down his tail upon which rested Dereck’s two turgid shaft.

Dereck followed his gaze, tensing and shuddering in want, unable to peel his eyes from Nick’s thick cock standing right beside his, the mere vision of his stiff, appetizing shaft caused his twin cocks to jump and slap his belly. Nick smirked, casually extending a hand, his fingers digging in the thick fur of his belly, slowly, sensually trailing lower. His soft, gentle, caring touch made Dereck tremble and his back arch, his legs wobbling below him, his tail uncontrollably wagging behind him, a low, muffed grunt of pleasure escaping his lips. Imperceptibly he got closer to his mark, each second bringing him closer to his target, the thick black fur delightfully soft and warm under his fingers. Finally his hand reached it’s destination, coming in contact with the heated poles of flesh, dragging along their pre-slickened surface, following the curve of hi inflated knot, gliding over his stiff, sensitive shaft, ending their journey at his tip. The simple contact was enough for his hips to buck and trash around, grinding his two cocks both against his hand and Lyam’s tail, smearing his slick, natural lubricant over both of them.

“Oh wow…. Is it what I think it is?” excitedly squeaked Lyam, his amber eyes sparkling with an indescribable joy and excitement. “Maybe…” enigmatically retorted Nick, his hand continuously sliding up and down Dereck’s shafts, mashing them together, dramatically increasing the pleasure it procured him. “I don’t know what you’ve got planned but honestly having you two like this in front of me is really… exhilarating…” cooed Lyam, a paw traveling down his cum-soaked belly, wrapping around his hard shaft, stroking his aching length at a tantalizingly slow pace, his black scales glossy with the flow of pre cascading down upon them.

Dereck threw Nick a quick glance, trying to ask him what he wanted him to do, however no word came out of his mouth, only a loud, undefinable sound, somewhere between a howl and a growl of pure, raw pleasure. Nick’s hand was still casually fondling his stroking his twin erections, triggering an avalanche of blissful sparks and jolts, leaving him trembling and panting, his muscles on the verge of giving in under him, barely able to keep him upright.

“You seem spent,” observed Nick, a playful smile curling his lips, “How about you go lay there on the bed for a while and let me handle things back here?” “What…?” stammered Dereck, utterly lost, “I mean… sure…” he quickly added, figuring out it was part of Nick’s plan. Nick gave him a discreet, approving nod, letting go of his two achingly hard members, Dereck cautiously stepping aside, avoiding tripping on the dragon’s hieratically swishing tail. Without hesitation he climbed on the bed, the mattress so soft, squishy and comfortable he just wanted to lay down and let sleep claim him. Instead he shook his head, resting sideways on the thick, warm bedsheets, posing before them at a safe distance, his gaze traveling between Nick and Lyam, wondering what to do next.

Lyam stared at both in turn, savoring the situation while also questioning what would happen next, his paw still firmly wrapped around his hard maleness, keeping it rigid and needy. In the meantime, Nick had taken Dereck’s former position, straddling his mate’s tail, earning an excited squeak from the dragon, his cock sliding sensually along the slick, smooth scales, rubbing against his used, loosened ring, dipping into the still warm semen, bathing in the stream. With a quick jab his tip pressed against the gaping pucker, the thick coat of clear fluid enveloping his maleness allowing him to sink in like a hot knife through butter, Lyam’s walls parting with ease around him, welcoming him inside without resistance. “Yes…” moaned Lyam in bliss, ‘It’s not quite what I expected, but I’m not gonna complain either…” he added, his words melting into a soft, elated coo. Dereck couldn’t help but smile, observing the scene with utmost delight, a paw reaching down to his oversensitive member, slowly rubbing them up and down, pre dripping on the bedsheets beneath him, his mind drifting away, sinking into the ruthless oceans of lust flooding his brain.

“Hey Dereck!” called Nick, his calm yet commanding voice snapping him back to reality. He flinched, shaking his head to clear his mind from the thickening haze in which he floated, his attention switching to the human, his hand frozen in position around his two throbbing cocks. “Y-yes?” “Didn’t you want to enjoy a big, red, juicy treat?” asked Nick, his hand slipping between Lyam’s hindlegs, cupping his rapidly pulsing maleness, putting it onto a gorgeous display, the thick, meaty, ridged pole oozing with pre, glistening in the warm light radiating from the dragon’s scales. “Well… err… I mean… yes…” stammered Dereck, drooling at the sight of the appetizing cock. “Then why stay so far away?” asked Nick, slowly stroking his mate’s length, pre drizzling from the tip, soaking his hand in his heated fluids. “Well, I…” “Come on, no need to be shy around us like this, if you want to have a go at it, just say it.” spoke Nick, understanding. “Of course… I just thought… you… wanted me somewhere else…” “Not at all, so knock yourself out.” encouraged Nick, his grip shifting to Lyam’s bulbous knot, leaving the rest of his twitching maleness untouched and eager.

“Don’t be afraid to take an initiative in this kind of moment, especially after you already stated your intentions.” added Lyam, leaning slightly to his side, offering him an irresistible view of his hardened cock jutting from his parted slit from which still dripped the product of their last session. “S-sorry… it’s… still… kinda new to me… I don’t want to… make you uncomfortable or disturb…” timidly protested Dereck. “If you had we would have already made it very clear to you, isn’t that right Nick?” whispered Lyam in a reassuring, comforting voice, “So don’t be shy, come closer; I promise I won’t bite… too much.” spoke Lyam in an enticing, deep growl, his hips gyrating slowly, making his rock-hard erection sway and bob as it throbbed. “That… doesn’t sound… very… interesting…” he gasped, gulping down in apprehension. “Relax, I’m kidding, I won’t bite you… that is unless you want me too…” rumbled the devious dragon, baring his sharp, ivory fangs, “but for now, the only thing I want to feast on are those two… big… juicy cocks of yours. What do you say?” “That… works for me…” mumbled Dereck, sensing the burning, lusting, craving gaze of the dragon glued to his twin shafts. “Perfect…” purred the dragon in uncontained excitement, “Now come here, neither mine nor your cocks are gonna suck themselves.”

Dereck happily obliged, a sly smile drawing on his lips, an amused giggle slipped past his tightly sealed lips. Still crippled by nervousness and anxiety he padded closer to the dragon on his hands and knees, his two turgid cocks slapping his belly with each step he took, the burning gaze of the two aliens on his form sending shivers of apprehension and excitement down his spine. Cautiously he got into position, climbing on top of the dragon, careful to not trip or step on him, his breathing becoming a shallow, ragged panting, his heart madly drumming in his chest, his tail moving out of the way on it’s own, uncovering himself fully for the feisty eyes of the black and gold creature beneath him. He tensed, his fur standing on end, his instincts on high alert as two large, strong paws wrapped around his rear, holding him in a tight grip, the sharp edges of claws resting his haunches. A hot, moist breath billowed over his exposed endowment, his two cocks twitching and dripping in the gusts of hot air, his balls jumping in their taut sack, his untouched tailhole clenching, awaking the soreness in his guts.

Grimacing slightly from the unexpected spike of dull pain he tried to stay focused on what laid before him, awaiting him, his maw watering at the mere sight of it, his nostrils flaring,, taking deep inhales in it’s spicy, pungent aroma. His eyes were already glued to it, Lyam’s cock, displayed in all its glory, its imposing girth and length, it’s line of thick, ridges, the engorged lobes of his knot, the unmistakable, lust-inducing fragrance it radiated, permeating every ounce of air with his musk. Shyly, one of his paws ventured forward, inching closer to the rapidly throbbing pillar of flesh, it’s heat seeping under his sensitive pads, spreading throughout him in mere seconds, fueling his own burning arousal. His padded finger made contact with the thick, pulsating meat, slipping and sliding along the slippery surface, sensing it react to the slightest touch. Want surged through him, desire booming in his veins, his hand trailing up along the pre coated cock, watching the near constant stream of precum oozing from the tapered tip, the way the ridges flared with every throb mesmerizing him.

Nick gaze slowly went up the wolf’s body, stopping at his rear, noticing Lyam’s large snout peaking out from under it, his eyes sparkling with a mix of joy, arousal and excitement, his own amber irises glued to what laid underneath the wolf’s tail, his tongue dashing over his lips. The next instant he dove under the wolf’s tail, ramming his bulky snout against his sack, taking a deep whiff of his alluring scent, a low, excited purr filling the silence. Above him Dereck yelped in surprise, the sudden contact startling him, his paw inadvertently squeezing Lyam’s cock, coaxing a large spurt of aqueous fluids out, splashing all over the wolf’s muzzle. Nick smirked at the sight of the puzzled wolf, his foggy, lust-filled eyes staring at Lyam’s cock in a mix of incomprehension and want, the potent fragrance of his oozing pre waffling at his nose.

His attention drifting down to his own achingly hard member rubbing against his mate’s quivering entrance, his grip reaffirming around Lyam’s strong, muscular hindlegs, as his hips slowly rocked forward, grinding against the loosened puckered ring. With delight he felt it give way easily, opening for him, inviting him, Lyam’s entire frame flinching, tensing and trembling, pushing back against him. A broad smile grew over his lips, his whole being shuddering with arousal, the burning urge to breed growing stronger with every second spent in the vicinity of the handsome clone. Without a second thought he gave one short jab, of his hips, a wave of delight washing over him, his cock plunging in without encountering any resistance. A low groan filled the silence, soon joined by a pleased moan from Lyam, their voice intertwining in the quiet room, forming a sweet melody of pleasure and love. The dragon’s insides were just like he recalled them, the searing heat of his rear enveloping him, his muscular walls undulating around him, trapping him in a ravenous embrace. Still it wasn’t as tight as usual, rather it resembled what he would experience after a few romps, stretched and loosened after being thoroughly pummeled, soaked wet with layers of seed.

The fact it wasn’t his didn’t bother him as much as he thought, instead he was glad the wolf had gone in first, preparing Lyam for him. In one slow pull his cock withdrew from the slickened passage, Lyam groaning and squeaking in protest, his inner muscles trying with all their might to hold him back, only making him more slippery by smearing the wolf’s seed all over his length. A shiver of excitement shook Nick’s frame, only the tip of his member remaining nestled in the warmth of his mate’s rear, pleasure blooming within him, his balls jumping in their sack, churning with a fresh batch of seed. Then, with one swift motion his pulsating cock was shoved deep inside Lyam’s quivering hole, his girth keeping his walls apart, his tip spreading his folds open, his crotch grinding against the soft, smooth scales, his heavy nuts gliding over the thick, thumping and trashing tail.

Meanwhile Dereck’s paw continued caressing the dragon’s turgid member, listening to his pleased coos and groans, the hot air from his nostrils blowing over his overstimulated, painfully stiff cocks. The agile tongue slithering around his twin shafts, tracing wide, teasing circles around his shafts, alternating between the two, keeping both as hard as possible. Imperceptibly he had leaned forward, drawn to the thick, draconic member throbbing in his palm, his tongue hanging out along his chin, thick globes of spit gathering at the corner of his lips. Suddenly, right as he was about to make contact with the scalding hot fleshy pole Lyam’s back arched, his hips bucking upward, almost throwing him off, his cock stiffening before unloading a thick spurt of precum. Dereck let out a surprised yelp, closing his eyes as he was hit by the musk-filled blast, trembling blissfully when the slick liquid dripped down his muzzle and into his maw, the salty flavor stirring his own arousal. From below him a loud, high-pitched squeal rose, leaving no doubt to what had just happened, Lyam squirming and kicking uncontrollably, his cries of raw, carnal pleasure silencing the human’s own moan.

In his palm the draconic shaft throbbed with a renewed vigor, wildly twitching, nearly slipping free from his grasp, spewing pre at a near constant rate, his already maw-watering musk drastically intensifying, drowning him in its enthralling perfume. Without hesitation his maw opened as wide as it could, exposing his sharp teeth, a deep, primal growl vibrating in his throat, as he dove straight for his awaiting prize. A blissful chill traveled down his spine, his two cocks jolting in the open air, spurred by the searing heat invading his mouth, a familiar yet unknown flavor inundating his tongue. He didn’t need to look to know what it was, his tongue immediately getting to work, eagerly licking and lapping at the thick, burning hot draconic pillar of flesh, collecting every drop of the fluids drenching its surface. The taste was intense, spicy, salty, a flavor of unknown and undiscovered unlike anything he had seen before, a perfect mix of the two aliens’ seed brewed in the damp folds of the dragon’s genital vent. Even though the thick, sticky gooey substance was somewhat hard to swallow he couldn’t get enough of it, his lips enclosing around the few inches of Lyam’s cock resting in his mouth, his tongue wildly, ravenously lapping at the heated pole, scooping pre and other fluids alike, eagerly guzzling it all down.

Lyam quaked, every fiber of his being trembling under tremors of lust, his arousal soaring rapidly, his head spinning from the intense surge, the damp heat of the wolf’s maw, his broad, slippery yet nevertheless agile tongue, his soft, dexterous paw clutching his knot, the fulfilling feeling of fullness in his rear, the rhythmic throbs and twitch of his mate’s length sheathed to the hilt inside him, all of it combined fanned the flames of the raging inferno consuming him. His vision blurred, his mind blanked, carnal, torrents of wild desire flowed within him, drawing him into the tumultuous tides of pleasure washing over him. Just ahead, mere inches away stood the two gorgeous, appetizing cocks of the wolf, dangling right before him, their strong, spicy musk tickling his nostrils. His maw opened on its own, breaking the gap between him and them, his snout bumping against his full, fluffy sack, dragging along his two turgid, twitching erections, spreading the slick, natural lubricant coating them over his scales.

Dereck froze, shuddering in bliss, crying out in pure delight, the sound muffled by the thick cock filling his maw. His hips bucked forward, plunging his twin shafts into the most inviting of embraces, jolts of raw pleasure rushing through him, electrifying every cell in his body. An unimaginable heat enveloped him, seeping in every inch of his aching cocks while a thick, slimy appendage slithered along his rigid shafts, cupping and cradling them, guiding them deeper, the tip sensually caressing his twin cocks. Loud gulping sounds rose from beneath him, accompanied by a symphony of deep, rumbling purrs and coos, Lyam eagerly feasting upon his cocks, collecting every drip of pre and other fluids covering his lengths, his agile, prehensile tongue coiling and massaging his twin shafts in turn, spurring his pleasure to newfound heights even though he had only welcomed a few inches of him in his steaming hot maw.

Nick slowly, gradually pulled out, exposing inch after inch of his glistening cock for the wolf to see, Lyam’s hole undulating around him, trying to keep him from leaving, pleasure, like fire coursing in his veins. Reaffirming his grip on Lyam’s legs he slammed back in, earning a deep, delighted groan from his mate, the muscular, velvety walls fondling and massaging his length as it settled inside. Pre spurted from his tip, painting Lyam’s walls with his natural lubricant, adding to the mix of fluids coating his insides. A low grunt slipped out of his mouth, Lyam’s insides assaulting him from all sides, sensually stroking and massaging his hardened pole, milking him for all he was worth, eagerly swallowing him whole in his heated depth. Pleasure boiled in his veins, his legs wobbling as he pulled out again, keeping the same, tantalizingly slow pace, Lyam shivering and flinching beneath him, his muffed moans filling his ears as ribbons of pre shot all over his inner walls.

Dereck couldn’t peel his eyes away from the alluring display even if he had wanted to, watching with utmost interest Nick’s cock slide in and out of the dragon’s used rear, is thick shaft coated in their combined essences, radiating a potent concoction of musk that rivaled Lyam’s mesmerizing fragrance. The dragon’s sizeable cock quaked, slamming in the roof of his maw, unleashing a torrent of hot precum, filling the tight, confined space in a second, the clear substance gushing out, streaming down the girthy, throbbing maleness, the rest he managed to swallow, shuddering in bliss at the familiar salty taste. A deep, lustful growl rose beneath him, reverberating through his entire lower back, Lyam’s maw sliding along his twin shafts, his lips tightly sealed around them, squeezing them together in the heated oral cavity, his tongue swirling and slithering around both of them, coating them in his thick, sticky saliva, triggering a cascade of pure bliss.

Without a second thought he sank down, shoving the large, ridged member deeper into his mouth, the flared ridges slipping in with a wet pop, grinding against his tongue, pre spewing from the tip, painting his insides with his warm fluids, forcing him to either swallow or let it all stream back out. He gulped and gagged around the increasing girth, every inch wildly twitching and throbbing in his maw, his paw trailing lower, securing it’s grip around the knot, dipping in the overflowing, cum-filled slit. Before him Nick had found his pace, thrusting at a moderate speed, the wet slapping of scales and skin each time they met giving the tempo. Lyam quivered and tensed, every muscle in his body stiffening each time Nick’s cock plunged within him, pre gushing from his rigid erection with more intensity, the sheer volume too great form him to cope with. Nevertheless he swallowed as much as he could, savoring the salty flavor cascading down his throat, taking more and more of the dragon’s ridged length, the tip getting closer and closer from his throat.

Lyam snout bobbed up and down the two canine cocks, greedily suckling and licking them both, his nostrils pressing into the heavy, taut furry sack, allowing him to feel how pent-up the wolf was. His tongue massaged his stiff shafts, holding them in it’s tight, slimy coils,, drawing out squirt after squirt of aqueous pre, the clear substance trickling down his hungry throat. Pleasure burst from his tailhole, spread wide by his mate’s expert thrust, his tip slamming deep in his guts, knowing exactly to hit to make him squirm. Waves after wave of raw, carnal delight washed over him, his hips bucking and his back arching, trashing against the two males taking care of him, shoving his cock deep in the wolf’s sloppy mouth, impaling himself on his mate’s turgid cock, his walls molding around his girth, their respective moans, groans and grunts of pleasure intertwining, rising in the quiet room, filling their ears with the blissful melody of their lust.

Dereck continued his slow, steady descent upon the draconic cock, the tip tickling the back of his throat, the ridges mashing against the roof of his maw, the thick girth forcing his jaws wider and wider apart. Pre leaked out at a near constant rate, flooding his mouth with the salty treat, the stream strengthening with each thrust, gushing out around the thick, throbbing maleness stuck between his jaws, soaking the dragon’s crotch in his own fluids. Breathing through his nose resulted in deep inhales in the musk-soaked air, his head spinning, his mind growing numb, surrounded by dense clouds of lust masking all other train of thoughts. He kept going, taking inch after inch, marveling at the fat knot slowly growing closer and bigger in his vision, sinking further in the appealing, enticing smell of the dragon’s organ, the oozing tip pressing with more insistence against his throat, choking him on the sheer amount of fluids it spewed. Then, when he felt he couldn’t take any more he pulled back, inch after inch of rigid, ridged cock flesh sliding out of his maw in a cascade of pre and spit, leaving him coughing and gasping for breath, his tongue describing broad circles around the tip while his paw wrapped around the heated, pulsating maleness, stroking it from tip to base; He took a moment to catch his breath, panting rapidly, thick drool dangling from his lower jaw, every inch of his body throbbing with raw, untamed lust.

Suddenly, without a second thought, without a single instant of doubt or hesitation he dove back for the thick, throbbing maleness, delving deeper than before, impaling himself upon the large spire. He gasped and gagged, gulping down around the massive cock, swallowing mouthfuls of thickening pre, the tip threatening to slip into his throat, his lips mere inches away from the knot, so close yet so far away at the same time. He took a deep breath, closed his eyes, tightening his grip around the bulbous mass of flesh adorning Lyam’s penis, trying to control his gag reflex, guzzling as much of the delicious nectar spilling out of the dragon’s cock. He knew he wouldn’t be able to do it just yet, opting for a different strategy, pulling himself up until the two thirds of the dragon’s member were exposed in the open air, his tongue meticulously slathering every inch in saliva, sneaking between the flared ridges, feeling every twitch, every throb that rocked his stiff maleness.

Nick was in bliss, maintaining a constant, moderate pace, humping Lyam’s ravenous holt, plowing hard and deep with each forceful thrust, his tip penetrating deeper while his crotch mashed against the loosened pucker. Lyam reacted to every motion, as small as it was, his paws tensing, twitching and kicking on either side of him, his claws curling inward whenever he slammed all the way inside him, his tail rhythmically thumping against the floor and the bed frame while his convulsing depths stroked and fondled his entire length, coaxing pleasure and pre out of him. In front of him Dereck had seemingly found his own pace, bobbing up and down his mate’s sizeable erection, his paw holding around the fully engorged knot, giving it a firm squeeze every now and then, causing it to jump and quake wildly. His lust-fogged eyes stared blankly at him, following the rapid back and forth of his cock as he bred the dragon’s tightening rear, seemingly impaling himself on Lyam’s dick each time he shoved his cock in his quivering tailhole.  Grinning, he changed his angle slightly, pulling out almost completely before slamming deep into Lyam’s rump, smashing straight into a very specific part of his anatomy, eliciting a loud roar of pure pleasure from the dragon, his cry silenced by the wolf’s endowment buried in his maw, only leaving a muffed moan.

Dereck’s whole frame tensed, the dragon’s roar reverberating through every bone of his body, his hips bucking upward, forcing more of his cock into his full maw, his whole length quaking violently, unleashing a torrent of gooey pre right at the back of his throat. Taken aback he tried his best to remain calm, swallowing as much of the sticky substance as he could, holding still while his entire maw was painted in the warm, natural lubricant. He held like this for a time, suckling on the meaty pole, his tongue eagerly trailing up and down the thick shaft, coaxing more pre out with every throb before daring to move again, feeling confident enough to resume his earlier activity.

Lyam was floating on a small cloud of pleasure, carried around by the howling winds of his burning lust, blissful waves surging from his cock and rear at the same time, pouring inside him. Lustful moans and guttural growls slipped out of his maw, vibrating through the two stiff members resting on his tongue, his head bobbing up and down at a frantic pace over their magnificent lengths, his lips bumping against the fully swollen knots, his nose dipping in the musky air around his groin, the tips poking and prodding around his maw each time he swallowed them, spraying their aqueous pre all over. His own body was ablaze with lust, the pressure in his loins soaring rapidly, his heavy, inner balls churning with hot seed, his cock jumping in the steaming maw of the wolf, throbbing against his raspy tongue. His tailhole clenched hard around Nick’s cock, feeling his girth spreading him wide open, his taut sack slapping his tail base, his crotch mashing against his loosened puckered entrance, his tip hammering his most sensitive spots, sending blissful waves inside him.

Nick’s pace increased, rapidly picking up speed, the wet slapping of his hips against the dragon’s soft, smooth rear echoing in the room, his breathing shallow and irregular, pleasure blooming in his veins, coursing in him like liquid fire. He knew he was getting close, slowly succumbing to the sheer bliss surging within him, the inviting, velvety walls ensuring he wouldn’t last long, undulating around him in the most delightful way, urging him to go faster, deeper harder on him. Low grunts escaped his mouth, heavy globes of sweat trickling down his forehead as he ruthlessly plowed his mate’s quivering tailhole, his heavy balls churning with pent-up seed ready to erupt at any moment, pre shooting from his bloated tip, hitting deep within Lyam’s guts, his silk, velvety walls clamping hard around him each time he plunged in his ravenous rear.

Dereck could tell both Nick and Lyam were moments away from a big finish, doubling his efforts, sinking down onto the thick, wildly pulsing erection, suckling his engorged shaft, the thick ridges tickling the insides of his mouth, causing him to gulp down around him. Pre forcefully gushed out of Lyam’s twitching maleness, the stream intensifying with each thrust from Nick, cascading back out along his shaft, drenching his length and crotch in his alluring, enticing fragrance. Each time he sank down on the dragon’s cock, stuffing himself with his massive girth, the tip slipped deeper inside, poking insistently at the back of his throat, the massive knot getting closer and closer, almost in reach. His entire frame shook in a mix of bliss and anticipation, his two cocks jumping in the warm confines of Lyam’s searing hot maw, cradled and pleasured by the skillful touch of his agile tongue, each caress sending a plethora of blissful shivers and jolts up his spine, making him tense and quiver uncontrollably. The pressure in his loins rose quickly, soaring to newfound levels, his bliss multiplied by the simultaneous stimulation he was receiving, muffed growls and groans of pure pleasure slipping out around the draconic member lodged in his maw.

Then, as he pulled back again, spitting inch after inch of stiff cock, coughing and gasping for breath, every fiber of his frame pulsing with raw desire his paw left the fat knot on which it had been holding on until then, earning him a surprised, begging warble from the dragon below him. Instead, with one swift, forceful motion he dove down on Lyam’s member, the tip pushing deeper than before in his maw. He froze, gagging and gasping, hit by a sudden urge to puke, his throat knotting and contorting around a large mass, forcing him to come to a standstill to calm his panicking body. He shivered, proud and satisfied, his lips kissing the inflated knot, the entire shaft resting in his maw, the head deeply embedded in his throat, prying his walls apart around it’s girth, pre drizzling down straight into his hungry stomach.

Lyam tensed, eyes screwed shut, mewling in utter delight, the sharp increase in pleasure sending him in a lustful frenzy, his hips roughly thrusting upward, shoving his cock as deep as it could in the tight, undulating throat, eagerly swallowing Nick’s length at the same time, his tip plowing straight into his prostate, causing a geyser of slick, warm pre to erupt from his stiffening shaft, bringing him ever closer to his peek. Trembling moans hummed in his throat as he bobbed his head up and down the throbbing canine spires, spurred by his approaching climax, his hungry, pre covered maw wrapping around his engorged knots. Immediately Dereck tensed above him, his legs shaking, his hips roughly thrusting, burying his twin cocks into his maw, his throbs growing faster and stronger, blood pumping into his stiff members, his knots swelling rapidly to try and prevent him from pulling out. Pre leaked from his twin tips, pooling in the back of Lyam’s throat where it was eagerly swallowed, his salty, spicy, unique flavor sending blissful shudders down Lyam’s spine as the gooey substance trickled down his throat.

The three of them went faster and faster, panting, moaning, growling and grunting, giving into the irresistible lust sweeping over them, Nick roughly pounding away at his mate’s tantalizing rear while Lyam and Dereck furiously suckled and bobbed their heads each other, trying to throw the other over the edge first, the loud noises they made forming an arousing melody. The wolf’s knots popped in and out of Lyam’s large, salivating maw while the noticeable bulge in Dereck’s throat moved up and down with each motion of his head, no more pre streaming out of his mouth. Their cock were stiff, throbbing raggedly, spurting thickening pre, the taste more akin to semen at this point, telling how close they were.

Lyam couldn’t take it anymore, his pleasure soaring to new, unknown levels, his loins throbbing, a tidal wave of heated seed rushing toward his stiff cock, every inch of his being stiffening. Suddenly he let go of Dereck’s cocks, his own member slamming deep into the wolfs mouth, jumping in the confined space, his knot mashing against his nose, his jaws parting  open, eyes rolling back in bliss, a deep, rumbling growls building in his throat. A loud, high-pitched cry of orgasmic delight burst from his gaping maw, his back arching, his claws curling, his tail slamming into the bed, his cock throbbing rapidly as he tipped over the edge. Cum surged through his bloated cock, thick, gooey seed erupting like from a pent-up volcano, gushing straight down the wolf’s throat, a deep, elated whimper like moan reverberating around his throbbing maleness.

A tidal wave of pleasure of an unprecedented magnitude washed over him, his body falling back limply on the bed, letting the orgasmic delight take over him, his mind blanking, all thoughts gone, only leaving bliss and satisfaction. His walls clamped down hard around Nick’s thrusting spire, in time with the powerful throbs rocking his member, squeezing him from all sides, skillfully massaging his aching length, drawing him closer to his own climax, coaxing thickening, heated pre from him, painting his insides with his slick, enthralling fluids. In the meantime his eyes kept staring at the ceiling or whatever it was in the pitch-dark room, plunging in the impenetrable obscurity, savoring the intense, mind-numbing pleasure pouring within him, wishing this pure instant of pleasure, relief and happiness would last forever. Then, at the peak of his orgasm he felt it, warp droplets raining down on his neck, trickling down his scales, a familiar, tangy perfume tickling his nostrils, potent, attractive, enticing. His eyes slowly went down, his vision foggy and distorted, the world around him barely visible, composed of vague shapes and colors. Nevertheless, he quickly spotted it, or rather them, Dereck’s achingly hard cocks, dangling before him, twitching and spraying long lines of clear, pearly fluids all over him, aching, begging for the attention they were denied.

Without hesitation, still moaning, riding one of the most intense orgasms of his entire life, he craned his neck up, tongue sticking out, nostrils flared and, in one fell swoop, took them back in his maw. Dereck froze, shuddering in bliss, plunging in the heated cavern, spewing thick lines of gooier pre all over the dragon’s tongue, the agile appendage coiling around hi shafts, his lips enclosing around his knots, applying just enough pressure to make him squirm and quiver. He held perfectly still, paws firmly planted on either side of the dragon, his muzzle firmly pressed against his bulbous knot, the tip buried in his tight throat, unloading thick gush after thick gush of hot, creamy cum, covering his walls in his sticky essence, it’s strong, virile flavor flooding his senses. However, before he could reach his peek, Nick went over the edge, pulling back almost completely before slamming back in one last time, shoving his dick as deep as he could in his mate’s convulsing tailhole, panting and groaning in utter bliss, eyes sealed shut. His cock throbbed rapidly, his heavy balls twitching and pulsing in their taut sack, a tidal wave of raw, intense pleasure rising from his loins, washing over him in an instant, the pressure that had been welling up in his loins finally set free. His legs wobbled, his whole frame shaking in bliss, ropes of thick, fertile cum gushing from his quaking dick splashing deep in the dragon’s bowels, his clamping tailhole massaging his entire length, holding him in it’s tight embrace, coaxing more seed out of him. Each spurt gave him a unmatched feeling of fulfilment, sending waves after waves of pleasure in his shuddering frame, his virile essence spraying all over Lyam’s slick, velvety walls, causing him to twitch and squirm underneath him, grinding his rear against his crotch, low, muffed moans escaping from his stuffed maw.

Dereck came right after, the pressure around his knots, the searing heat and wetness enveloping his cocks, the caresses of the agile, skillful tongue, the rhythmic tightening of the dragon’s maw each time he gulped down around him becoming too much for him to resist. A powerful jolt shook his whole frame, his cocks jumping in the confined space, trashing in the embrace of the tightly coiled tongue, his balls throbbing rapidly, unleashing all the seed they had been ruthlessly churning. With his throat as full as it was he couldn’t scream, barely managing a muffed moan, quaking under tremors of pure lust, ramming his crotch against the dragon’s snout. In perfect sync cum surged from his pulsing members, the two jets hitting Lyam’s tongue, , streaming down toward his awaiting, hungry throat. The dragon eagerly swallowed the fertile bounty, purring and rumbling in satisfaction, loving the unmistakable flavor of his seed, his tongue swirling around the two shafts, drawing more of it out of him. Spurt after cum of gooey cum he came, the unbearable pressure crippling his loins draining away, spilling out of his members, his body going limp, collapsing on top of Lyam.

They stayed like this, savoring the intense climax, their potent, gooey cum gushing out from their hard cock, spilling into a hungry hole ready to receive their respective loads. Time and space faded away, vanishing around them, only leaving them, floating in an heaven of pure, extasy, savoring this moment of eternity. Nick panted, relaxing, letting his seed flow out freely, drenching his mate’s insides in his sticky goo, some of it trickling out around his throbbing cock, slipping in the narrow gap between the loosened pucker and his own cock, drizzling along Lyam’s tail. Dereck, despite utterly crumbling in pure bliss still held onto Lyam’s cock, his stomach churning and gurgling under the humongous load of rich, virile cum flooding his belly, the salty, pungent flavor of the dragon’s essence making him hungry for more. Each powerful gush soaked his insides in creamy, pearlescent semen, cascading down into his gullet, another, equally powerful spurt immediately replacing what he had just swallowed. The sensation of fulfilment he felt was beyond amazing, the weight in his belly and the itch in his throat fueling his own orgasm, rivers of cum spilling from his two shafts, pooling in Lyam’s feisty maw.

Lyam smiled, satisfied, all strength abandoning him, his paws simply falling from the wolf’s furry rear right as he crumbled on top of him, shoving his two spasming lengths deeper in the confines of his maw. The feeling of the two male’s heated seed flowing inside him, filing his belly and his rear sent a fiery wave of pure extasy down his spine, causing his hard cock to throb hard again in Dereck’s tight, amazing mouth, pumping more cum down his stretched throat.

Minutes ticked by, days maybe, or perhaps only minutes, they couldn’t tell, nor did they care about it, basking in the warmth of afterglow, panting and moaning in bliss, their blanking minds unable to register any new information, their time rhythmed by the quick spurts of cum gushing from their cocks, spreading and smearing their warm essence over one another. Dereck, even though Lyam’s climax showed no sign of stopping slowly withdrew himself, huffing and gasping as the thick, flared, textured ridges dragged along his sensitive walls, awaking his gag reflex. Cum rushed out of Lyam’s rigid cock in long, thick, sticky ropes, remaining stuck to everything they touched. Nevertheless, he managed to wiggle himself free, the tapered tip slipping out of his throat, allowing him to finally catch a breath, or so he thought. In a split second he was overwhelmed with another blast of gooey cum, coating the entire back of his mouth, clinging to the tongue and roof of his maw, forcing him to swallow or spit it out to not choke. He gasped and gagged under the sheer volume of cum being pumped in his mouth, streaming on the sides of his lower jaw as he continued to pull out.

Finally, it slipped out of his maw, not without a last, large gush of draconic essence, filling his gaping maw to the brim, the rest splashing all over his face, blanketing him in heated, fertile cum, it’s scent seeping under his fur. He remained like this, eyes closed, panting breathlessly, coughing, cum spilling out along his jawline, resting right under the erupting volcano that was Lyam’s cock. Thick white ropes of seed burst from his tip, flying through the air, raining back down onto him, covering his face, neck and back in his heated, sticky essence, triggering delightful shivers wherever they hit. A shaky paw reached forward, blindly fumbling around until it grabbed a hold of his flailing hoss of a cock, giving it long, slow strokes, aiming the stream at different parts of him, drenching himself in his cum, squeezing Lyam’s cock to make him blow harder.

Nick’s own orgasm slowly tapered off, his last spurts of seed turning into a mere trickle, weakly drizzling out of his tip, allowing him to regain his senses, discovering what was happening before him. An amused smile drew on his lips as he quietly observed, his eyes wandering over Dereck’s body, discovering the long lines and spots of warm cum staining his fur, some reaching as far as his lower back, his paw slowly stroking the large, ridged shaft ahead of him. Dereck seemed to notice him, his eyes sparkling with malice as he pointed Lyam’s wildly throbbing spire downward, aimed straight at him, leaving him no time to react. Thick, heated cum gushed out of the dragon’s flexing cock, splashing all over his chest and belly, the intense warmth of his semen making him gasp and tense in surprise. Yet, he didn’t move, nor did he try to cover himself, smiling back amusingly at the wolf, letting him have his fun, shivering with each successive blast of cum that hit him, drawing long, jagged lines across his skin.

Dereck could feel his orgasm nearing his end, his twin erections beginning to soften, his knot, without a proper hole to plug deflating quickly, cum still weakly spurting from his tip, immediately scooped by the slick, dexterous tongue ravenously lapping his hard rods. Curious he gave one gentle tug of his hips, his members slipping out without much resistance from Lyam, the dragon letting him go, keeping his burning, hungry gaze upon him, watching the remainder of his essence squirt from his bouncing cocks, landing on his golden scales, smearing them with his pearlescent fluids. A feeling of joy and relief took hold of him as he rested upon the cool, soft scales, Lyam beginning to look so comfy, so warm he could just… fall asleep… again….

Nick slowly withdrew himself from his mate’s tailhole, his constricting embrace unwilling to let go, clenching around him each time he tugged back against the unrelenting muscles. Waves of raw pleasure crashed down upon him, his legs wobbling below him, barely sustaining him up, exhaustion slowly taking a hold of him despite his prominent erection jutting between his legs, kept hard and ready by the dragon’s skillful walls. With a low grunt he finally slipped free, Lyam mewling and moaning in protest, his gaping tailhole clenching on emptiness, forcing out a stream of creamy cum. He watched as his mate’s used and spread entrance clamped and quivered, the sight of the small rivulet trickling along his scales filling him with pride and satisfaction. A deep rumbling growl filled the silence, Lyam shuddering blissfully under him, his tail rising up behind him, pressing against his back and rear, the thick yet amazingly flexible and agile appendage softly caressing his sensitive skin, applying just enough pressure to keep him from moving.

Nick smiled, not trying to resist, cooing in delight from the affection, his groin pressing into Lyam’s rear, his cock once again ground against his loosened opening, the sensation of the puckered hole clenching rhythmically next to him reigniting the fire blazing within his loins. Before him, Dereck was still relaxing, enjoying the uninterrupted flow of heated semen over his body, basking in its warmth, letting its potent, alluring scent take him away, his cocks quickly growing back to their full mast, rocking back and forth over Lyam’s chest, the dragon letting out a low but clearly audible purr, taking a long, deep inhale in the wolf’s tangy musk. Nick slowly, cautiously leaned forward, holding himself to one of Lyam’s hindlegs, his other hand reaching forward, tracing along the underside of his mate’s throbbing, twitching cock, its scalding heat seeping under his skin. Shivering blissfully his hand wrapped around the pulsing meaty spire, taking Dereck by surprise, the wolf’s head peaking up slightly, tossing him an enquiring gaze right before his muzzle was coated in a large spurt of cum. Nick grinned, amused, slowly taking over control of the draconic cock, aiming it toward him, observing the pearlescent ribbons fly from his tip, drawing long lines over his hand, arm and chest, each heated impact sending a blissful shiver down his spine.

Carefully he broke the remaining distance between them, his eyes homed on the throbbing maleness ahead of him, his breathing short and ragged, the potent, intoxicating scent of the dragon assaulting his every senses. Cum gushed from his tip, as if his orgasm would never end, spraying his pearlescent essence over his face and neck, spreading his musk-laded fragrance all over his skin. Lyam, his neck curled inward, his snout standing out right over Dereck’s rear, watched with utmost interest, barely making a sound, only panting and cooing lightly, his foggy eyes glowing with excitement. Finally, Nick’s lips kissed the heated pole of flesh right on the tip, spurts of heated, sticky seed washing over his face, dripping down along his chin. Slowly his jaws parted open, welcoming the tapered tip inside, his tongue sensually sliding out to great him, guiding his length in, his lips sealing shut around the pulsing shaft. A deep guttural growl filled his ears, Lyam trembling in pleasure beneath him, his tail happily swishing against his back, his hips thrusting upward, almost throwing Dereck off. Thick, fertile essence rushed through his stiff cock, bursting into the inviting heat of his mate’s mouth in long, sticky ropes, blanketing his tongue in pearlescent whiteness.

Nick didn’t flinch, unafraid, prepared for the flow of cum pouring in his mouth, suckling on the twitching tip, eagerly guzzling down on the warm, gooey substance, it’s pungent, overwhelming flavor familiar and delicious. The taste of Lyam’s maleness was different from what he was used to, a mix of the dragon’s fluids, his cum and the wolf’s spit, forming a surprisingly pleasant concoction that his tongue happily scooped, slathering his tip in a fresh coat of saliva. He cracked an eye open, not realizing he had closed them, a strange, unfamiliar sound catching his attention, his gaze immediately falling on Dereck, the wolf looking straight up at him, his muzzle bobbing up and down slightly, his raspy tongue sticking out, pressed against Lyam’s hard cock, slowly, sensually tracing up and down, coaxing more cum out of the dragon. Nick smiled, the wolf answering with a grin of his own; no words were exchanged, they weren’t needed after all the two reaching an unspoken agreement, continuing with what they had begun, milking the horny creature between them dry.

They stayed like this for long, delightful minutes, the stream of cum having already turned into a mere dribble of watery seed, the powerful throbs shaking Lyam’s spire into gentle pulsations in time with his appeased heartbeats, low elated groans echoing into the room as the dragon basked in the afterglow of his climax. The human and the wolf kept staring at each other, amused, satisfied, Nick letting go of Lyam’s length, letting the last drops of seed trickle down onto the wolf’s muzzle, his own tongue tracing along the ridged underside of Lyam’s maleness, causing it to flex and flare under his caresses. The two kept their ministration up under the glossy, fogged but watchful eye of the dragon, Lyam unfathomably turned on by the arousing and somewhat wholesome display of the two males taking care of his cock, their lips mere inches from touching whenever they reached his tip, their dexterous tongue keeping him as hard as a rock.

At long last they separated, panting, shuddering, their bodies and mouths full of the scent, warmth and flavor of the dragon’s pungent essence, their eyes remaining glued to one another, their heated, moist breath billowing over each other’s skin and fur. Their lips were mere inches away, so close yet so far away at the same time, within reach yet separated by an invisible abyss. Nevertheless, without noticing it, they imperceptibly leaned closer, staring deeply into each other’s eye, none of them willing to break the eye-contact. “Y-you know, if you two wanna have some fun together, I don’t mind hanging back and… watching…” spoke Lyam, shattering the deep, peaceful quiet.

Immediately they pulled away, yanked back into reality, a deep crimson blush crawling over their cheeks, their eyes fleeing to a different side, trying to look at something else. In the end their gaze fell upon the dragon, a sly, goofy smile curling his lips, his eyes blazing with that same lustful, malicious glow although they could decern a deep red hue spreading over his black snout. “You little scaly pervert.” grunted Nick. “Hey don’t blame me!” squeaked Lyam, “With where this was headed… well… it was obvious where that would lead…” he stammered, his blush deepening, his cheeks burning with embarrassment, “And… to be completely honest with you, that… would have been really hot to watch and… I wouldn’t have mind just… leaning back and enjoying the show.” He murmured, his voice lowering until it was barely audible. “Where the heck did you get that from!” shouted Nick, yet deep inside he knew the dragon was correct. “Yeah!” barked Dereck, his protest not as wholehearted and frank as he had hope, letting his own feelings transpire. “Besides, even if what you said had happened, I don’t trust you to just stay on the sideline. Knowing you, you’d join eventually.” “Well... that’s… a valid point…” muttered Lyam, offering the human a knowing, mischievous grin. “Wouldn’t be surprised if he did…” grunted Dereck.

A heavy, tense silence fell upon them, a cold shroud enveloping them, the dragon now under fire, at the center of all the attention, the two males insistently staring at him with disapprobation in their eyes. He gulped down, squirming nervously, not knowing what to do or to say to defuse the situation, regretting his earlier words. “I… guess I’ve… ruined the mood…” he quietly squawked, unsure, trying to make himself as small as possible, an adorable, pleading, apologetic look on his face. “Well…” started Nick. “I mean…” continued Dereck. “Should we… call it a night then?” squeaked Lyam, shyly playing with his claws, his tail nervously swaying behind Nick. “No way!” roared Nick, infuriated. “What? But…” gasped Lyam, puzzled. “Firstly, I know you won’t be sleeping at all with that thing out and I’m not letting you cum all over the bed while I sleep.” “That’s… that’s fair…” shyly admitted Lyam. “Secondly, I don’t think I could sleep either right now even if I wanted to.” Added Dereck, rocking back and forth against Lyam’s belly, grinding his two hard cocks against his cum covered scales. “Yeah, me neither.” confirmed Nick, thrusting his member against his mate’s rear, the tip bumping into his swollen knot, jolting his entire cock.

 Lyam’s blush only deepened, matching his growing confusion, a part of him deeply concerned with the turn things were taking while another couldn’t be more thrilled. “O-ok… so… what do you want to do then?” he enquired, his voice trembling in a mix of anticipation and apprehension. “I don’t know.” pensively mumbled Nick, scratching his head with a hand, not realizing it was soaked in cum, smearing the sticky substance in his hairs, “You think you can go another round?” he asked.  “Oh believe me, with what I can see from here he’s more than ready for another go.” chuckled Lyam, fisting his eyes on the large orbs resting in their taut, furry sack, sensing the two heated lengths grinding against his belly, already dripping precum at a steady rate. Dereck didn’t say a word, only dipping his head slightly, a pinkish hue covering his cheeks, his eyes darting in all directions. “Hey don’t feel bad for being horny, with us around there’s no shame in wanting more.” calmly, comfortingly spoke Nick, leaning forward, his cock pressing against Lyam’s much larger erection, the wolf letting out a surprised yelp, staring with wide eyes at the two arousing shafts awaiting him.

“Finally! At long last you admit you’re horny!” triumphantly roared Lyam, his tail snapping like a whip, slamming into Nick’s butt, the tip spanking his cheeks, shoving him forward, only held bac by his wavering grip on one of Lyam’s hindlegs, “Oh shut up and eat my dick!” huffed Nick, trying to steady himself, concealing a pained grimace, his rear on fire after the heavy blow, “It’ll take more than that to make me stop calling you horny.” “Make me.” tauntingly snapped Lyam, a deep, excited growl humming in his throat, daring the man to follow up on his words. “You want us to switch place so you can silence him?” offered Dereck, quite uncomfortable between the two males, although their makeshift argument turned him on greatly, the sight of their hard cocks pressed together, their combined, enticing musk assaulting his nose fueled his burning lust.

The provoking, daring battle of looks was abruptly cut short, Lyam and Nick’s gazes falling at almost the same time on the wolf still laying on Lyam’s belly, his muzzle inches away from their cocks. Nick hesitated, pondering, the idea of keeping the loud, taunting dragon and that big mouth of his shut was tempting to say the least, however, as his gaze drifted lower and lower down toward his mate’s gaping, used tailhole another course of action took root in his mind. A devious smirk curled his lips, Lyam immediately noticing it, tensing and flinching in apprehension and arousal, knowing the look on Nick’s face, eager to see what his mate had just devised for him.

“That’s a very kind idea Dereck but I’ve got another plan, and I think you’re going to like it.” he let out. “Oh, what is it?” interrogated Dereck, raising a quizzical eyebrow. “I think it will be better if I show you.” “I guess… I mean… sure…” mumbled the wolf, frowning in bewilderment, both intrigued and enthralled. “Perfect!” exclaimed Nick, “First thing first, can you get down?” “Of course.” he responded, curious, carefully getting up, making sure to not slip on the smooth, glowing scales beneath him. Nick held still following each of the wolf’s motion, his eyes wandering over his body, discovering new pools and stains of drying cum all over his fur, his own cock surging excitedly when Dereck’s erections sprang out into the open, beads of pre collecting at the tip, the entire length glinting slightly, coated in a thick layer of saliva. Dereck shivered, sensing the weight of the gaze on his fur, knowing the two aliens were looking at him. In other times he would have run away, or at the very least covered himself, but now he didn’t care, letting their feisty eyes devour him whole, making sure they would see all of him as he stepped down from Lyam’s warm, soft belly.

“Is it good like this?” he asked, laying on his side, his head facing Nick, his cocks on a gorgeous display for Lyam, the dragon letting out a deep, rumbling purr of approval. “Almost,” simply responded Nick, keeping the veil of mystery over his plan. Without a word, he cautiously stepped aside, dodging the wildly swishing tail, fully aware that two pairs of puzzled, questioning eyes were following him, Lyam boiling with excitement, his hind paws still raised high in the air, waiting for someone to claim the now empty spot. The bed softly squeaked and creaked as he climbed on it, the mattress sinking slightly under his weight, molding around him while he crawled up. Before long he was resting on the comfy bedsheet, settling snuggly inside them, the sheer, constant heat radiating from Lyam making the blankets warm to the touch. His mate’s gaze was glued to him, both curious and questioning, his amber irises scanning him from head to toe, trailing down his naked body, letting out a plethora of low contented purrs, stopping with more insistence on his cock, proudly jutting out in the moist air, aching for attention.

“What now?” interrogated Lyam, twisting his neck around to look at both males in turn, trying to figure out what they would do to him next. “Be patient, you’ll see…” whispered Nick enticingly, his agile hand slowly, dexterously caressing Lyam’s scales, the dragon flinching and quivering under the affectionate touch. His fingers trailed along the dragon’s flank, starting from his foreleg, descending along his side, following the demarcation between the glowing golden of his belly and the inky blackness of his back, eliciting low coos and purrs. Lyam trembled, traversed by delightful electrical jolt like sensation whenever the human’s delicate hands fondled him, managing to make him quiver and moan every time, his eyes closing in extasy, sensing his fingers inching lower and lower, keeping their distance with his most sensitive areas.

Derek watched in incomprehension,, still uncertain about what to do, not knowing what Nick had planned, following the slow, tantalizing descent of his hand along the dragon’s scales, one of his paws daring to reach forward, resting upon the cool scales, the natural heat of Lyam’s body slithering under his sensitive pads. Finally, the human seemed to have reached his mark, a furtive but unmistakably mischievous shadow crossing his eyes right as his hand firmly wrapped around Lyam’s hindleg, keeping it high and out of the way, using it as leverage to pull himself closer. Lyam yelped in surprise, tensing and trashing against him for a brief instant of pure, raw panic before brutally calming down, his confused squeals melting into a low, mewed moan. “Hey Dereck, care to join me?” invited Nick right as he was about to get up to try and figure out the reason of Lyam’s sudden outburst. “What? Oh… err… sure… what… do you want me to do exactly?” he stammered, perplexed and dismayed. “Just do exactly like me.”

Nodding his head he obeyed, first turning around, finding himself face to face with Lyam, the dragon seeming both elated and in a state of shock, his lower jaw dropped, hanging limply, his eyes bulged wide open in an expression of pure disbelief. The look on Lyam’s face only puzzled him more as he slowly slid into position, wiggling downward until he reached Nick’s level. The human was smiling proudly, satisfied of the look of utter loss and confusion on his and Lyam’s face, encouraging him with a simple nod to continue, his lips remaining perfectly sealed. The dim, warm yellow glow radiating from the dragon’s scales offered him a gorgeous view of Nick’s cock, erect and eager, the tip, soaked in pre and leftover cum poking and prodding along the dragon’s rear. Carefully he grabbed Lyam’s remaining hindleg, mimicking the man’s position, his two hard spires sliding along the smooth rump.  Delightful jolts shook his frame as his cocks slipped and rubbed against the slickened scales, the position putting him inches away from Lyam’s tailhole, Nick’s warmth enveloping his members, the human flinching when, after some blind fumbling, their turgid maleness brushed up against each other.

“N-no way…” muttered Lyam, trembling in their grasp, his large, menacing talons curling inward right before them, his large tail swishing and swaying hieratically, his wide open eyes staring down at them in a mix of shock and disbelief. Dereck started to unravel what the human had planned, an excited shudder rushing down his spine, his cocks surging, jumping in a sudden burst of excitement. Nick only grinned proudly, savoring the look of utter dismay on the dragon’s face, a wide range of emotion crossing his traits, from an utter joy and excitement that seemed to make his scales glow even brighter, to a grim doubt and uncertainty. “Wait… are we…” muttered Dereck, speechless, struck by the realization, his eyes rapidly doting back and forth between their cocks and Lyam’s gaping tailhole. Nick only offered him a warm, approving smile, slowly nodding his head affirmatively, his free hand extending forward, sneaking its way between them, trailing along the dragon’s thick tail until it found his mark. Dereck couldn’t hold a moan, biting his lips to not be too loud, his body stiffening, all muscles tensing like ropes, his twin spires surging, bouncing between his legs. He didn’t need to look to tell what was happening, his legs wobbling, his eyes shooting toward the ceiling, a torrent of raw lust roaring withing him as the agile human hand traveled up his right most cock, drawing out a stream of precum.

“I can’t believe you remembered it…” whispered Lyam, at a loss for word, gratitude and joy making his voice tremble. “Hey, how could I forget about that.” retorted Nick. “F-forgot about what?” interrogated the shaky wolf, stiffening a low, aroused growl. “Let’s just say Lyam and I had a really long discussion about many things including unrealized dreams and fantasies and let’s just say that this was part of his.” “Oh, I see…” murmured Dereck, making sure to keep that in mind despite the storm of lust wreaking havoc in his mind. “Although… I really didn’t expect you to do it now…” added Lyam, nervousness and doubt peaking in his tone. “I wasn’t planning to, but I thought it would be a nice way to finish, don’t you agree?” replied Nick, his hand dexterously tracing up and down the wolf’s cock, guiding it in position, the tip rubbing against his own stiff member.

“D-d-d-definitely…” stammered Lyam, visibly anxious and concerned, “But are you sure you want to do it… now?” he squeaked, squirming nervously. “What? Come on, you’re not gonna chicken out now!” exclaimed Nick. “N-no… of course not!” roared Lyam in return, his tail forcefully slamming in the bed’s frame, “I’m just saying… you two are pretty big in your own regards and… as much as I want to do it… I’m not sure I can fit two such well endowed guys at once.” muttered Lyam, his gaze alternating between them, gauging their hard, engorged cocks with a mix of want and doubt. “That’s… a valid point.” admitted Dereck, “Are you sure he can handle both of us?”

“Trust me, I’ve seen him take much bigger than us down there.” “Oh… you mean the toy I lent him?” “That’s a good example,” confirmed Nick, “But I’ve also seen him take much more than it?” “How?” “I… have a few tricks up my sleeves…” whispered Lyam, blushing profusely, squirming and wiggling nervously between them. “Let’s just say that this tail has more uses than you may think.” chuckled Nick, the two aliens exchanging a knowing, amused look. “Oh… I see…” gasped Dereck, staring at the swishing appendage, looking at it in a new light, wondering what it had been used for, “So you think he can handle us both?” he asked, still doubtful.

“I’m certain of it.” confidently replied Nick, “He’s more stretchy than you think, besides, with all the practice he’s been getting I think we should slide right in.” he explained calmly, guiding the wolf’s cock upward along his own shaft, the tip gliding over the gaping, loosened pucker, dipping in the heated, clenching hole for a brief moment. “I’m stretchy, still I’m not made of rubber!” shouted Lyam, tensing and arching from the sudden, although short insertion in his rear, “So… be gentle ok.” “Don’t worry, we’ll make sure you love every second of it.” murmured Nick in a soft, caring tone, leaning over toward his mate, planting a soft, loving kiss on the base of his neck. “I can’t wait to see that…” rumbled Lyam, lowering his snout, burying it in Nick’s hairs. Dereck watched the heartwarming scene from a distance, the deep, loving purr rolling out of Lyam’s throat making his fur stand on end. “And you Dereck.” suddenly spoke Lyam, stretching his neck toward him, “Try not to go to hard on me ok.” Dereck tensed, every fiber of his being trembling when the dragon’s large, imposing snout rubbed against his muzzle, his slimy tongue sticking out, affectionately licking his forehead, leaving a warm, slimy trail behind. “I… err… of… of course…” he stammered, taken off guard by the unexpected affection, “I could… only use one if.. that would reassure you.”

“That is a wise suggestion.” approved Lyam, a broad grin floating on his lips. “Works for me.” confirmed Nick, giving his mate’s bulky snout a loving hug, planting a quick kiss between his eyes, making them flutter rapidly. Nick quickly got back in position, his hand finding it’s way back along Dereck’s cock, delicately wrapping around the right one, stroking it from the very tip to the engorged knot, smearing the mix of spent fluids coating his member over its entire length. Dereck groaned in delight, shaking and bucking in the human’s touch, holding onto Lyam’s hindleg for dear life, eyes screwed shut as pleasure overwhelmed him. His own free paw cautiously ventured out, poking and prodding blindly in the darkness. He tensed, sensing the unmistakable texture of soft, smooth, warm skin underneath his sensitive pads, cracking an eye open to discover Nick smiling at him, his paw resting along his hips, not too far from his mark.

Gulping down, overwhelmed by nervousness and apprehension like it was his first time touching the naked human, his paw slowly tracing along his groin, inching closer and closer to his private parts, his fingers caressing the short patch of hairs surrounding the base of his cock. Nick let out a low moan, his back arching as the soft, warm, clumsy paw ascended along his sensitive shaft, taking extreme caution to not harm him with his sharp claws, carefully wrapping around him, the thick, squishy pads delightfully good against his turgid cock. Dereck’s lust skyrocketed from the simple contact, slowly stroking Nick’s cock up and down, feeling the foreskin move in time, powerful throbs rocking his entire maleness. Without a word, only huffing and grunting, they fondled the other, cradling and massaging their cocks, coaxing their warm pre out, the tip of their maleness sliding and pushing against the dragon’s awaiting opening.

“I love watching you two do that…” cooed Lyam, his neck curled down, eying them with a burning, blazing lust, his cock bobbing in the air, achingly hard and needy. Nick and Dereck grinned at each other, carrying on with their slow, sensual ministration, their hand and paw traveling up and down their shafts, making sure the horny dragon could see all of it. Pleasure and lust boiled within them, heated torrents roaring within them, their cocks pulsing eagerly, their skilled hands drawing out more of their respective fluids out with each soft caress, each stroke sending a blissful jolt rushing from their stiff lengths. Lyam rumbled and growled in arousal, eyes glued to them, his tongue spilling out of his parted maw, dripping large globes of saliva over his own bouncing member, the tip of his agile appendage gliding over his ridged length, causing them to flare and flex.

“You know, you cloud just continue what you are doing, I’m certain it would be quite enough.” he let out in an excited growl, his attentive gaze following the purposefully, tantalizingly slow motions of their fingers upon their turgid erections, the enthralling display leaving him panting in raw, carnal lust. “Knowing you you’d grow restless before long.” chuckled Nick. “You know me too well…” purred Lyam, his snout dashing toward the human, his tongue slamming flat against his cheek, slathering his face in saliva. Nick grimaced, trying to put some distance between him and the slimy tongue, however Lyam was quicker to react, relentlessly licking every square inch of skin, leaving him utterly drenched in his warm saliva. “To be honest I wouldn’t trust you to stand back and watch while we… play with each other…” muttered Dereck, each word making him blush a bit more, “If that was to happen… of course…” he quickly added, cursing himself for having spoken up. “It would undeniably be hard to resist the urge to join you to, but I could try to hold back.” “I bet you’d love watching us go at it, you big, horny, lizard pervert.” “I can’t deny I would…” whispered the dragon, sheer arousal and desire transpiring in his every honeyed words.

“Anyway, enough of you trying to distract us, time to get down to business.” Announced Nick,, his hips bucking upward, his slickened cock sliding with ease in Dereck’s paws, the tip pressing with more insistence against Lyam’s pucker, the loosened entrance yawning around him. “I’m not… trying to distract you!” yelped Lyam, his traits tensing in apprehension, only to turn into a gleeful smile a split second later, “Well… maybe a bit…” he admitted in a whimper, “Just… don’t wreak me too hard, I still want to be able to take you after we’re done.” “Don’t worry, we’ll be gentle.” reassured Nick, his hand affectionately fondling his mate’s chin. Dereck only nodded, excitement and arousal soaring within him, drowning all doubts and concerns he still had, the dainty, dexterous hand fondling his rock-hard cock, drawing out beads of pre from him, causing pleasurable jolts that shook his entire frame to its core. “So, who goes first?” interrogated Nick, his fingers trailing up the wolf’s cock, lining it up with Lyam’s gaping vent, the pointed, lubricant-coated tip dipping in the heated folds. “I don’t know… you… should lead since… it’s your idea and all….” “Sure, just follow my lead then.” replied Nick, his hand leaving his achingly hard, throbbing shaft after one subtle, gentle caress.

Dereck nodded, his paw still cradling the human’s turgid length, feeling it throb and twitch in anticipation, beads of pre oozing from the tip, trickling down along his sensitive pads, soaking them in his cool warmth. Nick shuddered in anticipation, the wolf’s cock teasingly rubbing against his, smearing his musky, slippery fluids all over him. Breathing slowly, he reaffirmed his grip on Lyam’s hindleg, his hips gently bucking upward, his first attempt missing his mark by quite a large margin, gliding along the smooth rump; his second attempt yielding slightly better results, the tip rubbing against Dereck’s rigid maleness. The third try yielded much better results, his tip pushing straight into Lyam’s quivering entrance, a loud, aroused groan spilling from his large, fanged maw, his loosened, used and spent muscles parting open around the intruder, eagerly welcoming him in. A shiver of bliss rocked them in perfect sync, Nick grunting as his cock’s head was swallowed in the thick, muscular folds, Lyam moaning blissfully, his head turned toward the ceiling. The powerful muscles of Lyam’s tailhole wrapped around him, rubbing his member from all sides, tugging at him, trying to pull him deeper.

In one, swift motion he plunged deep in his mate’s anatomy, causing him to tense and flinch, his tailhole clenching shut around him, keeping him snuggly nestled in his ravenous hole, his walls undulating around him, massaging every inch of hard cock. Nick groaned in delight, grinding his groin against the dragon’s loosened pucker, ribbons of clear pre shooting from his tip, painting Lyam’s insides in clear natural lubricant, even though it wasn’t needed anymore, his hole so slick and slippery he could easily slither out of his tight grip. Slowly he pulled back, listening to the long, drawn-out moan from Lyam, inch after inch of his maleness slipping out of his protesting hole, his rhythmic clenches bringing out a cascade of cum.

Dereck was so hard he could have used his cocks to break wooden planks, the vision he was offered from his first row seat, the intoxicating concoction of heady, lust-induced fragrances assaulting his senses making him all the more eager to join. Nevertheless, he waited, panting, fighting the burning urge to stroke his hardened cocks begging for attention, waiting for Nick to give him the go ahead, the idea of their two cocks buried side by side, sheltered in the convulsing depth of the dragon’s rear filing him with a raw, carnal desire he didn’t imagine. He had experienced what it was to be on the receiving end of such treatment, the feeling of his insides being pried open and ravaged by two massive cocks, the humongous combined load that had filled him to the brim, however, it was his first time giving it to someone else and he had to admit, he was very eager and curious to discover it.

Nick, almost fully withdrawn from Lyam’s rump slammed back in, his mate tensing and bucking back against him, his paws kicking uncontrollably while his tail slashed through the air like a whip, the snap it made when it flew right by him sending concerned shivers down his spine. Lyam was in bliss, panting raggedly, his cock bobbing and twitching, spewing clear lines of precum across his belly, his lust-glazed eyes staring at their cocks with a ravenous hunger, his tongue dashing over his scaly lips as he impatiently stared at their cocks. Back and forth Nick went, thrusting in and out of his mate’s slickened, quivering hole, his girth spreading his insides nice and wide in preparation for the real fun, his heavy, cum-filled balls slapping the scaly rump, making Lyam flinch and moan each time. Each thrust sent him deeper, parting the muscular passage around his tip, previous loads of cum dripping back out around his length, covering his slick, velvety walls in a warm, sticky layer of seed, making each insertion easier and smoother than the last.

Then, as abruptly as he had started, he stopped, slowly pulling out until only his tip remained lodged inside, Lyam panting rapidly, loud whimpered moans bursting from his gaping maw, his lustful yet still alert dragon glancing at him inquisitively, his expression a blend of wonder and anticipation. “D-Dereck, you think you can fit in?” he asked gritting his teeth, Lyam’s unrelenting hole closing around his tip, suckling on the few inches of his cock still embedded within him. “Thought you would never ask.” let out the wolf, pent-up from watching Nick pounding away at the alluring scaly rump. Nick smirked remaining immobile, his tip still sunk in Lyam’s clenching depth, the gaping, loosened and stretched pucker looking so inviting, glossy with the mix of pre and cum soaking his insides, the reddish flesh on full display.

Carefully he lined himself up, struggling to remain focused, raw desire roaring at him to burry his hard bone into Lyam’s folds, holding onto the muscular hindleg with both paws, not only to prevent the dragon from squirming too much, but also to fight the burning desire to pleasure himself. Blindly, lustfully his hips aimlessly bucked and thrusted upward, blindly trying to find their mark, his twin cocks only slamming into Lyam’s rump, smearing pre all over his inky black hide, one of them skidding across Nick’s length and into the man’s crotch, spurting pre all over his skin. “S-s-sorry.” he apologized, embarrassedly. “Pent-up, are you?” chuckled Nick, amused by the situation. “Yes… a little…” he admitted, dipping his head down in guilt. “Need a hand?” offered Nick, slowly rocking his hips forward, grazing the wolf’s bloated erection, Dereck yelping in a mix of surprise and lust. “If… you… don’t mind…” he muttered, his words barely audible.

Nick offered him an understanding grin, his free hand reaching in the narrow gap between them, cradling his wildly pulsing organ into his pal, letting the hot jets bath his sensitive skin. With extreme caution he wrapped his fingers around the wildly pulsing, bloated cock, trying his best to not tease the aroused wolf further, pointing his throbbing member upward, placing the tip right before the gaping opening right next to his own. In just a quick nod Dereck knew he could go ahead, Nick’s hand still holding him, aimed perfectly at his target, awaiting him to take the first and last step. Without hesitation he gave a firm upward thrust, his tip ramming against Lyam’s wrinkled, gaping opening, the muscular ring widening to accommodate him, driving him against Nick’s maleness.

They trembled in union, Lyam crying out above them, the sound he made halfway between a pleasurable moan and a pained squeal, his entire body going stiff, every muscle tensing like ropes, his hole clenching around them, squashing them together. “By the… he’s… tight…” gasped Dereck, huffing through gritted teeth. “I know…” grunted Nick, cringing in discomfort, “just… hold still.” Between them Lyam trembled and arched, grimacing in an obvious discomfort, eyes sealed shut, teeth gritted, lips pulled back in a menacing snarl, his claws curled inward, their ivory tips scratching his thick, scaly soles, his muscular passage clamping shut around them in a crushing hold. They held still, trying their best to not move a single muscle, letting the dragon adjust to their presence, Nick rapidly reaching up, his hand securing a firm but gentle hold on Lyam’s bobbing cock, expertly fondling the sensitive pole of heated flesh, his fingers tracing the ridged underside, circling around the tapered tip. Dereck, traits contorted by discomfort took a few moments to understand what the human was trying to achieve, joining in his effort with his own shaky paw, wrapping around the dragon’s thicker base, right above the knot, slowly, tantalizingly slowly stroking his rigid length until his hand bumped into Nick, the human offering him a grateful smile.

Seconds ticked by, endless, spent grunting and huffing in discomfort, torn apart between the desire to proceed and the concern for the dragon’s well-being, Nick beginning to second guess himself, doubting it was such a good idea after all, perhaps they should have better prepared for this. However, slowly imperceptibly at first, Lyam began to relax, his sharp, ear-splitting, gut-wrenching squeaks and whimpers turning into continuous elated purr, the tension in his muscles fading away, still present but much more bearable. All along they had been stroking and massaging his sensitive cock in concert, each handling a part of the draconic member, filling Lyam with an unimaginable amount of pure pleasure. “Feeling better big guy?” cautiously asked Nick, concern and worry making his voice tremble. “I’m… alright… don’t worry…” mumbled Lyam, “By the stars you two are big…” he moaned, taking a long gander at his stretched entrance. “Are we too much for you to handle?” interrogated Dereck. “No… no I’m fine… just… take it slow, ok?” offered the dragon, a reassuring yet tense smile warming his traits. “We will, just tell us if you want us to stop… or go faster…” murmured Nick, leaning toward his mate, planting a soft kiss on his cheek.

Lyam purred deeply, slowly getting accustomed to the stretching sensation of his rear, the excruciating pain now only a mere dull ache, moreover, pleasure and anticipation, that had before been whipped away slowly came back in blissful sparkles emanating from his cock, throbbing under the two males’ touch. Cautiously Nick moved forward, pushing inch after inch of his cock in Lyam’s tense tailhole, on edge, sensing the smallest motion, ready to stop at the first sign of pain from his lover. Fortunately, only moans and groans answered him, accompanying his slow thrust, the muscular tunnel closing around him, enveloping his maleness in its warm embrace, sparkles of pleasure bursting from his cock.

Dereck held still, groaning and huffing as Nick slid further in, his thick member mashing against his tip, making him leak pre like a broken faucet. Lyam’s walls clenched around him, massaging his tip, squeezing him against Nick’s maleness, the increased tightness and the feeling of the hard shaft rubbing his own sending blissful shudders throughout his body. Then, the pressure on his member decreased as Nick pulled out, his cock grinding against his tip on the way back, his hips instinctively bucking forward, plunging his maleness in the depth of Lyam’s bowels, filling the void left by the human. Lyam grunted and cooed in delight, his tailhole sparking with raw lust, it’s searing heat spreading in his veins like molten lava, his cock flexing and throbbing with a renewed vigor under the new rush of blood flooding his hard spire, drops of pre trickling from his tip, forming a small, growing puddle on his scales. His claws curled while a deep, rumbling growl rolled out of his parted maw, his rear spread wide open by the wolf’s girth, his swollen knot pressing against his gaping entrance, his second cock rubbing against his scales, mirroring the one deeply embedded within him, shooting jets of pre deep in his bowels.

Slowly, Dereck pulled out, moaning loudly, his breath shallow and irregular, the muscular walls around him massaging every inch of his length, tugging back against every pull he gave, unwilling to let him go. Inch after inch slipped out of the rhythmically clenching hole, the thick, throbbing cock mashing against Nick’s own, triggering a cascade of blissful jolts and shudders. Nick thrust forward, sliding in deeper right as the wolf almost completely withdrew, low grunt escaping his mouth the tight embrace of Lyam’s ravenous hole drawing him deeper, making his toes curl in bliss. Dereck was shivering from head to toe, his tail happily wagging behind him, rhythmically thumping the bed, pleasure booming inside him, his hand slowly stroking Lyam’s large, throbbing maleness while Nick slid back in, shoving his entire length into the dragon’s quivering depth, earning a exhilarated moan from his mate. The feeling of the human’s cock so close to him, held together in the tight embrace of Lyam’s quivering hole, their bodies softly caressing, scales, skin and fur mingling together, basking in their respective heat, the alluring musk they radiated, permeating every ounce of air he breathed was exhilarating, leaving him panting, overwhelmed with raw bliss, craving for more, not wanting to hold back his raging desires any longer.

Lyam leaned back into the bed, his head resting on the thick, comfy pillows, savoring the unique moment, waves upon waves of pure pleasure washing over him. Through hazy, half-lidded eyes he looked at the two males laying on either side of him, their skin and fur tickling his scales, their appealing, naked forms illuminated by his natural glow making him itch with raw desire. The overwhelming, excruciating tide of pain that had overwhelmed him had all but receded, only leaving a dull ache in his stretched tailhole, allowing pleasure to pour back in it’s place, the discomfort caused by the two turgid erections nestled inside him melting away with each thrust. The hand and paw wrapped around his eager, overstimulated shaft, each stroking and massaging a specific area, rubbing his ridges, fondling his length, squeezing his knot and tip made him tremble under the sheer amount of pleasure they gave him, a litany of delighted moans and coos spilling from his parted, panting maw, pre shooting with enough force it sprayed over his chest and neck. The stretching in his tailhole, the sparks of pleasure they caused as, in turn they thrusted inside him was heavenly, much better than what his tail could even hope to achieve, even more delightful than what he had imagined, even in his wildest fantasies.

Nick and Dereck rapidly found their pace, one thrusting while the other guarded the muscular ring forming the gate to Lyam’s tailhole, rocking back and forth at a slow, steady pace. Their rigid spires plunged deep in the dragon’s clenching tunnel, squirting slick precum in the pleasurable embrace of his velvety walls, their groans and moans answering one another, their thick members blissfully ground together in the undulating passage, granting them an unimaginable amount of pleasure in return. With each successive hump Lyam’s inside adjusted to their presence, his tight, narrow hole widening under the combined pounding and stretching they were subjecting him to, allowing the one not thrusting to slip in a bit further.

Low groans and deep growls echoed overhead, Lyam’s cock tensing and flexing, spewing clear lines of precum, coating their hands in his warm, natural lubricant, jumping in their grasp, vigorously surging and twitching their grasp. Powerful throbs rocked his entire frame while they slammed deep inside his quivering, clenching hole, plowing into some of his most pleasurable spots, eliciting a plethora of loud moans. Pleasure skyrocketed within him, the constant back and forth motion of the two throbbing cocks filling him one after the other making him flinch and quiver in delight, his paws curling and his tail swishing rapidly, pleasure blossoming within him, the pressure in his loins rising rapidly, stirred by the two males ravaging him.

“Oh… that… feels… so good!” he cried out in bliss, panting raggedly, his forepaws clutching the bedsheets, his sharp claws harmlessly skidding on the surprisingly tough material to the bewildered dragon’s amazement. “Knew you’d like it.” grunted Nick, slamming forward, smashing into Lyam’s tailhole causing his walls to clamp down hard around them both, squeezing their throbbing cocks in a vice-like grip. “That’s… the understatement of the millennium! I love it!” roared Lyam, his hips bucking upward, shoving his thick, ridged shaft into the tight, slippery tunnel formed by their hands. “Gotta say… it is… wonderful…” moaned Dereck, ramming in as Nick tugged back, a blissful shudder running down his spine as their hard members rubbed, his knot slapping Lyam’s gaping entrance with a wet squelching noise. “I couldn’t agree more…” cooed Lyam in return, eyes glazed with carnal lust, tongue lolling on the side of his maw. Nick threw a quick smirk at his mate, thrusting back inside Lyam’s clenching rear while Derck slowly wiggled himself free, the spread passage molding around their two cocks for a split second.

For that brief instant their balls touched, his warm, fuzzy sack softly caressing his own, allowing him to feel how pent-up the wolf was, his heavy orbs churning in their taut pouch just like his own did, full of a fresh load of fertile cum waiting to be released. “At this rate we should be able to fit together inside.” he let out, this prospect making his cock twitch in the narrow space. “You think so?” murmured Dereck between low grunts and groans. “I’m sure of it.” whispered Nick slowly pulling back, allowing the wolf to take his place. However, instead of withdrawing completely, as Dereck’s bloated member plunged into Lyam’s rear he thrusted back in, forcing the muscular walls apart around his girth until he couldn’t go any further. Lyam roared in pure ecstasy, his body quaking violently between them, his muscular hole clamping shut around them, mashing their ridged cocks together, pre gushing from their respective tips, streaming down their members, soaking their length in each other’s fluids.

They froze, Dereck staring at him with wide, bulging eyes, shock and bewilderment painted on his face, his jaws parting on a low, trembling moan. “See, I told you.” sniggered Nick, gently rocking back and forth, stiffening his own moans, the mighty anal muscles squeezing him between the slickened, velvety wall and the heated, pulsing mass of rigid cock flesh that was Dereck’s erection. “O-ok… damn… I never thought… we could fit….” gasped Dereck, his hips rocking back and forth, grinding against the man’s trapped member with each quick hump, jolts of pleasure bursting from his overstimulated rod. Nick groaned, his hand trembling around Lyam’s throbbing maleness, his grip loosening while powerful tremors shook his entire being, shockwaves of raw, pure pleasure emanating from his cock rocking him to his very core, his balls jumping in their taut sack, the pressure within them soaring high to new unfound levels.

“I feel… so… full…” cooed Lyam in utter delight, a gleeful smile floating on his lips, “didn’t think I could take both of you… so… easily…. It’s even better than what I imagined…” he moaned, his entire boy tensing under a mighty wave of pleasure, his tailhole clamping shut, mashing the two cocks lodged in his rump together, his walls molding around them, massaging them simultaneously, eliciting a loud, drawn-out moan from the two of them, large gushes of warm pre erupting from their bloated members. “So, wanna switch things up a little?” offered Nick as the wolf’s wild thrusting slowed to an almost complete stop, pulling out until their tips were level. In one quick buck of his hips, he shoved his cock as deep as he could, his heavy balls swaying, slapping against Dereck’s inflated knot, making the wolf gasp and yelp in surprise when his member found itself trapped between him and Lyam’s muscular walls. Dereck couldn’t speak, overcome with raw lust, only groaning and grunting in bliss, the combination of heat and delight blooming within him leaving him nearly frozen, panting rapidly, tongue lolling out on the side of his maw, his cocks throbbing and twitching rapidly in the narrow gap in which he rested.

Nick glanced down, really seeing how deep they were for the first time, his cock fully embedded in Lyam’s gaping rear, thrusting in and out at a moderate pace, Dereck quaking and shivering, the two third of his cock, cradled in the muscular embrace along with his, only leaving a few inches and his massive, fully engorged knot outside, his entire length drenched in natural lubricant. His second cock rested upon Lyam’s scales, dipping in a pool of warm, spilled fluids, each throb sending forth another gush of precum, giving Lyam’s black and yellow scales a shiny, slick appearance. Dereck followed his gaze down, staring in a mix of amazement and disbelief at their two members resting side by side in the dragon’s stretched rump, his puckered entrance spread wide around their girths, Nick’s cock sliding in and out at a regular, moderate pace; his appealing spire covered in a mix of their respective fluids. Each motion sent an avalanche of pleasure wreaking-havoc in his body, his cock jolting and jumping in the tight, confined space, milked dry by the skillful embrace of Lyam’s insides, rubbed and fondled by Nick’s turgid erection grinding against him. Low moans and growls spilled from his maw, the pressure in his loins skyrocketing, his cock pulsating faster and harder, trashing against the human’s own, his body trembling, his legs kicking and toes curling in bliss, his hips bucking upward, thrusting deeper in the quivering vent alongside Nick.

Lyam’s maw burst with a loud, half-moan, half-roar sound, his entire frame stiffening, his engorged maleness jumping wildly, unloading an even larger rope of thickening pre, the clear substance flying through the heavy, moist air, raining down on his neck and snout. He seemed shocked, staring down at his own throbbing cock in dismay, pre  trickling down along his scales, more shooting from his painfully stiff maleness. “At that rate… I’m not g-g-gonna… last long… especially if you start… doing this… to me… together…” moaned Lyam, his voice trembling with raw lust, his speech slurred, interspersed with moans and groans. “Don’t think… I’m going to last long either…” panted Dereck, buried almost to the hilt within Lyam’s convulsing tailhole. “Me neither…” huffed Nick, teeth gritted, hands firmly wrapped around the dragon’s bobbing erection, pleasure pounding in his veins in time with the raged beating of his heart, “So, you want to give it a try?” “You know it.” huffed Dereck, reaffirming his grip on Lyam’s cock, squeezing his engorged knot like a ripe fruit, coaxing a large burst of precum out of him, the dragon falling back on the pillows in a melody of moans and growls.

“I’m going to be very… very sore down there tomorrow…” he chuckled to himself, not minding this minor detail at all, trying his best to quell the ragged beating of his heart, taking slow, deep breath, summoning all his focus to appease the raging fire blazing in his flesh. The pressure in his loins was unbearable, a pent-up volcano ready to erupt at any moment, his cock so stiff it hurt, shaken by powerful quakes, pre streaming from his tip at a near constant rate, the unstoppable flow soaking his scales in his own scent and warmth. “As if that was a problem.” giggled Nick in reply, tantalizingly tracing down the ridged underside of his mate’s throbbing pole. Lyam only smiled, muffling a deep grunt, his cock tensing and flexing under his mate’s expert touch, fanning the flame of the inferno raging inside him. His tailhole clamped down hard around them, allowing him to feel how truly deep they were embedded in his anal vent, all pain and discomfort gone, replaced by a pleasure like no other.

After a quick concerting glance Nick and Dereck began pulling  back, shivering and panting in union as their turgid cocks ground together on their way out, firmly held close by the crushing embrace of the dragon’s powerful muscles. Panting breathes echoed in the quiet room, growls, rumbles and groans intertwining to form a single, delightful melody, the thick, intoxicating, arousing scent of musk and sex permeating every square inch of air, a searing heat enveloping them, lust, like a liquid fire burning in their veins, fueling them with a crave for sex, the urge to cum becoming too great to resist, even though they hadn’t planned to. Finally, after what felt like an eternity of ecstatic pleasure they stopped, almost entirely out of the dragon’s quivering hole, only the tip resting in the heated embrace of his velvety walls, the tunnel ahead of them undulating enticingly, inviting them to come back in, the strong muscles already trying to pull them back inside.

Suddenly, in perfect unison they slammed back in, their cocks plunging into the heated depth of Lyam’s rear, plowing into his undulating walls, their tips ramming into his most sensitive spots, loud groans bursting from their mouths as they sank into the madly clamping passage, spewing clear lines of pre straight into the dragon’s bowels. Lyam tensed, his back arching, the world spinning around him, a sharp surge of an overpowering pleasure washing over him, crude, raw lust pouring in his fuzzy mind, so powerful his body went numb, his eyes becoming heavy, making him like he was about to faint at any moment. A loud, bone-chilling, awe-inspiring, intimidating roar of the purest, most carnal pleasure shattered the silence of the room, the walls, the ceiling, the ground, the house itself seeming to shake violently to it’s very foundations. It was like a dagger had been jammed inside him, a hot, and very hard dagger piercing his most pleasurable spot, leaving him moaning and growling, overwhelmed with the sheer amount of bliss it pumped in his veins. His cock stiffened, ridges flared, his tip pointing straight toward the ceiling, violent throbs shaking his entire maleness as if electricity was running through it, his claws curling inward while a gush of clear, aqueous pre erupted from his tip, painting a long line from his belly to his forehead, more already spilling out.

They stopped again, sunk to the hilt within his convulsing bowels, panting raggedly, their members delightfully mashing together, sending pleasurable jolts throughout their bodies, pre flowing out in copious streams from their sensitive erections, painting the dragon’s walls in their warm fluids, trickling back out around them. They watched, scared and impressed as fountains of clear, natural, musky lubricant spilled from Lyam’s tip, soaking their hands and himself into his own heated pre. “Did we… make him… cum…” moaned Dereck, his nostrils twitching, taking in the pungent fragrance coming from the dragon, it’s enticing scent quickly clouding his mind. “Nah, it’s just pre, although that’s very impressive.” replied Nick, letting go of Lyam’s wildly throbbing erection, each throb making his hard member flail and bounce, aimlessly spraying precum everywhere. “B-but… how…?” “I think we hit the spot if you see what I mean.” Calmly let out Nick, giving a quick jap, causing Lyam to squeal and moan in pleasure, another copious spurt of pre gushing from his cock. “I see…, shall we… continue then?” suggested Dereck, his sentence melting into a lustful moan.

Nick nodded approvingly, slowly withdrawing himself, quickly followed by Dereck, the wolf whimpering in bliss, his twin cocks twitching and pulsing rapidly, making it clear he wouldn’t last much longer. Once again, they thrusted back in, slamming as deep as they could reach, their ridged cocks entering side by side into the narrow passage, pleasure shooting in their veins. Lyam trashed and bucked in their grip, hit by another wave of pleasure, his scaly rear grinding back against their penetration, trying to take more of them. Dereck4s knot was firmly pressed against the dragon’s widened puckered entrance, still too narrow for him to fit, his swollen lobes resting against Nick’s crotch, helping to measure how close the wolf was.

Quickly they found their pace, trying their best to stay in sync, thrusting deep and hard into Lyam’s tailhole, maintaining a moderate pace, trying to delay their impending climax as much as possible. Lyam laid flat on the bed, moaning from the top of, his body rocked back and forth by the vigorous thrusts, his cock bobbing and bouncing in time with the two males’ rough pounding, a furious torrent of precum gushing out from his tip at a nearly constant rate. He was floating in an ocean of pure pleasure, carried away by the waves, tossed around in the tumultuous waters, abandoning himself in the soothing warmth enveloping him. Sparks of pleasure burst from his stretched tailhole as it was relentlessly pummeled, Nick and Dereck plowing his rear with all their combined might, their elated coos and growls mingling into a blissful symphony punctuated by the wet slapping of their hips against his scales. His muscular passage clenched around them each time they crammed themselves in, his walls pried apart by their girth, their throbbing, heated shafts delving deeper each time, Nick’s hips and Dereck’s knot hammering his gaping entrance, rivers of their slick, delicious pre streaming deeper in his bowels, spreading the growing heat further in his flesh.

Nick panted and grunted, pleasure surging within him, growing with each throb rocking his entire body, his stiff cock thrusting deep in and out his mate’s quivering hole, his body numb from the torrents of raw bliss flowing inside him, a thick, foggy veil of lust enveloping his mind. The pressure in his churning balls rapidly welled up, fueled by the sheer volume of pleasure emanating from his maleness, each burst making him tense and quiver, pre gushing hard from his bloated tip, spraying the dragon’s insides, sloshing in the depth of his convulsing muscular tunnel. The familiar vice-like grip of Lyam’s ravenous rear, his sweet, velvety walls massaging him from all sides, coaxing every drop of pre and cum out of him, combined with the heat and blissful grinding of Dereck’s cock rubbing his with the slightest motion unleashed a barrage of carnal delight. His climax drew nearer with each delicious, wonderful second, his breathing becoming shallow and irregular, his thrusts quickening, turning into wild, rough jabs at the dragon’s rear.

Dereck was in a similar state, his orgasm fast approaching, the pressure in his heavy, overloaded balls skyrocketing, deep, guttural growls spilling out of his parted maw between ragged pants. His body was operating on autopilot, his hips roughly bucking upward, all sense of pace and coordination gone, replaced by the raw urge to breed, his nostrils full of the intoxicating scent of the two aliens’ foreign, appealing musk, bursts of raw pleasure rushing from his turgid cock, spreading throughout his whole body, pre leaking at a near constant rate from his rapidly throbbing shaft, drenching both him and Nick, as well as Lyam’s insides in his liquid heat. His paw stroked up and down the dragon’s rigid cock at a rapid pace, the flared ridges soaked in the copious amounts of natural lubricant madly spewing from the twitching tip grinding against his sensitive pads, each throb threatening to make him lose his grip.

“Yes… just… like that…. Faster… deeper… harder!” moaned Lyam, a continuous trail of moans and growls bursting out of his maw, his tongue limply hanging out along the side of his lower jaw. The fire raging and roaring within him, spreading its scorching hot tendrils beneath his scales couldn’t be quenched anymore, flaring and burning with utmost intensity, filling every inch of his being. The pressure in his internal, concealed loins was beyond delicious, hot cum churning within them, ready to blast out the moment the floodgates would be opened. His resistance faltered with each passing second, raw, carnal lust pouring in his veins, successive tides crashing down on him, swiping his mind away, pulling him with the ruthless flow of desire and need.

His cock was so stiff it almost hurt, erupting with thick gushes of clear, aqueous precum, the slickened paw rubbing up and down at a frantic pace only adding to the sheer, overwhelming delight washing over him, speeding him toward a powerful climax. His tailhole was on fire, ruthlessly pounded by the two males, constantly thrusting in and out of him at a steady pace, their large, turgid cocks taking turns ravaging him, sometime filling him together, stretching him blissfully wide, other times pounding him in quick succession, leaving him no reprieve. Raw, carnal pleasure blossomed in his veins, the stimulation so constant, so intense and unrelenting he felt like fainting, hanging on the edge of consciousness, seeing nothing through his lust-fogged eyes beside a thick, impenetrable veil in which Nick and Dereck were only shadowy outlines working in concert to drive him to the most intense climax he had ever experienced.

“I c-c-cant… hold… b-back… much… longer!” he warned, his words losing themselves in a loud, high-pitched squeal of pleasure, his loins on the verge of imploding, his stiff cock bobbing and throbbing in the moist air, geysers of whitish pre erupting from his tip. “I’m close… too…” groaned Dereck, slamming deep inside Lyam’s clamping hole. Joining Nick’s convulsing member inside. “Me too… I’m… not gonna last much longer.” “Want… to finish in… or out?” enquired Dereck, glancing at him with lustful, foggy eyes. “Inside, you bet I’m pulling out now!” “And you bet I’m letting you!” growled Lyam, teeth bared, although his elated, goofy smile made it hard to be scared. “Think that… solves the problem.” chuckled Nick, amused, grabbing onto Lyam’s cock again, helping the wolf’s trembling paw, his fingers rubbing, drawing large circles around the tip.

His gaze drifted down, spotting through the dense shroud veiling his eyes Dereck’s second cock jutting out from it’s sheath, the knot fully inflated, the hard pole of flesh simply gliding and rubbing against Lyam’s rump, spewing lines of precum with each powerful throb, most of the warm fluids covering his groin and lower belly as well as the dragon’s scales. “Are you going to try to fit it inside for the big finish?” he asked, admittedly very curious and eager to see it happen. “Maybe… another time… I don’t think he can take more of us right now.” groaned Dereck in response, sinking to the knot in Lyam’s quivering depth, his second member skidding along the slickened scales, unleashing another thick gush of pre, coating Nick’s belly in heated liquid. “Fine by me.”

They went faster, harder, deeper, thrusting with all they had, mercilessly pounding Lyam’s gaping rump, pre cascading around them, drenching them all in a mix of their own fluids. A plethora of moans, groans and grunts escaped their respective mouths, intertwining in the musk-filled air of the room with the growing rumble building in Lyam’s throat, the deep, guttural sound sending shivers down their spine, warning of the impending climax. Pleasure and pressure welled up rapidly inside them all, their balls heavy with pent-up cum aching to be released, on the brink of spilling over, the need to finally let it all out overcoming them, driving them into a state of ravenous lust and desire, pummeling the dragon’s rapidly clamping tailhole with ruthless abandon.

Finally, in one last, mighty thrust they tipped over the edge, their cocks driven deep in the dragon’s guts, twitching and throbbing madly, the pressure building in their loins rushing through their stiff maleness. In utmost union, Nick and Dereck came, letting out a united cry of pure ecstasy, their muscles tensing, their toes curling in an overwhelming delight, their eyes screwing tightly shut as they were overwhelmed by a tide of orgasmic delight. Their cocks jumped and flexed in the confined space, mashing together, cum erupting in powerful geysers from their tips, thick, creamy essence flooding Lyam’s tailhole, reaching deep in his bowels, painting his walls in sticky, heated seed. Spurt after spurt of gooey seed gushed from their bloated cock, triggering a cascade of delightful shudders, the constant rubbing of their rigid spires seemingly making their orgasm more intense. Warm essence trickled down around them, slithering out in small, gooey rivulets streaming around their members and along Lyam’s tail, forming a small, growing puddle on the golden scales.

Lyam wasn’t far behind, panting raggedly, trembling under tremors of raw bliss, the pressure in his loins reaching its peek, his body stiffening, his back arching, his claws curling inward, his gaze turning toward the ceiling, the rumbling growl building in his throat ready to burst out of his parted maw.  A violent burst of pleasure surged from his tailhole when the two males slammed hard inside him, spreading him wide with their girths, their hard spires stabbing right into his most pleasurable spot. Their cry, half howl, half moan, echoed in his ears, their grip tightening around him as their cocks throbbed inside him, unleashing torrents of fertile semen in his bowels, the scalding heat flooding his rear, streaming deeper in his belly, leaking back out from his loosened pucker, more pumping inside him to replace it.

 “I-I-I’m… c-c-cumming!” he cried in utter bliss, his back arching, his hips bucking uncontrollably, his parted maw reaching up toward the ceiling, heat spreading like a wildfire in his belly, fueled by the thick essence flowing freely in his tailhole, the last surge of pleasure when Nick and Dereck came sending him over the edge. A mighty, deep, thundering, imposing roar burst from his agape maw, so loud it deafened them all, so ominous and astounding Nick and Dereck’s gaze immediately shot up in a mix of shock, apprehension and respect, so bone-rattling every item in the room, the bed, the walls and ceiling, the roof, the house itself seemed to shake. The next instant his cock stiffened in their grasp, jumping and trashing violently in their palms, engorging a bit more before unleashing a true eruption of thick, creamy cum. Ropes of seed gushed out from his stiff member like cannonballs, flying through the air before pelting the dragon in his own sticky essence, Lyam too far gone to even notice, basking in the relief of his mind-wreaking orgasm, letting the scalding hot cum splatter all over his scales.

Nick smiled, letting go of Lyam’s trembling hindleg, his breathing shallow and irregular, his heart throbbing rapidly as did his member in the heated confines of Lyam’s tailhole, his walls clenching hard around him, drawing out to the smallest of cum from him. Seed gushed rapidly from his pulsating maleness, each rope shooting deep in Lyam’s tailhole, painting his walls a nice pearlescent shade of white, the pressure in his balls quickly fading away, leaving only a blissful sensation of relief and satisfaction. Right beside him Dereck was in a similar state, panting, shuddering, moaning slightly, strands of cum spurting from his spasming maleness, mixing with Nick’s own, his second cock twitching and jolting along the dragon’s scales, unloading its fertile bounty upon whatever, or whoever was in range. Nick’s gaze drifted a bit lower, discovering Dereck’s twin cock spraying him with his thick, virile essence, white ribbons of seed gushing from the tip, landing on his belly, the strongest spurts reaching his chest, blanketing him in soothing warmth.

Slowly, Nick’s orgasm came down, leaving him basking in a warm afterglow, satisfied, spent and exhausted, his hard cock unloading it’s last weaker squirts of cum into Lyam’s ravenous tailhole, the velvety walls still undulating around him, trying to coax more out of him, only managing to trigger blissful jolts that kept him as hard as a rock despite the creeping emptiness in his balls. His attention shifted up toward Lyam, still riding his intense climax, his body rocking back and forth, thrusting his stiff, wildly throbbing cock in his and Dereck’s hands, cum gushing out at a near constant rate, drenching his glowing golden scales with his pearlescent essence. The air around him was thick with a potent, enticing, mesmerizing musky fragrance that he was very familiar with, its pheromone-laded scent tickling his nose in a very pleasant way. His hand cautiously slid up the dragon’s throbbing, unloading cock, carefully, affectionately massaging the thick, throbbing meat, guiding the torrents of cum upward, spreading the gooey, sticky substance over the dragon’s upper torso, neck, and even his head, causing him to twitch and squirm incomprehensively, trying to escape being hosed down with his own essence.

Dereck watched the scene, amused, letting go of Lyam’s cock, opting to instead grab his untouched own, gently stroking up and down his rigid maleness, giving the swollen knot a gentle squeeze, pointing the spraying tip all over the man’s naked skin, letting his creamy seed paint his belly and groin white. His other cock throbbed in time, gushing with thick ropes of cum straight into Lyam’s bowels, his balls jumping in their sack, seeming happy to unload their heavy burden of seed, leaving only a delicious feeling of fulfillment and satisfaction.

Lyam was in heaven, floating on cloud nine, savoring each instant, each throb shaking his maleness, each large rope of seed coursing through his stiff cock before bursting out in the open, each clench of his muscular tailhole around the two cocks lodged deep inside him, spilling their fertile seed deep in his belly, offering him a feeling of warmth and satisfaction beneath his scales. In the meantime Nick’s hand traveled up and down his shaft at an agonizingly slow pace, caressing, massaging and tickling his sensitive ridges, each delightful jolt they created causing the next rope of cum to gush out with a renewed force, raining back down onto his neck.

Nick’s climax unfortunately ended first, leaving him trembling, tired and drained of both cum and energy, his spent cock resting cradled inside the embrace of Lyam’s muscular walls. Dereck came down soon after, his orgasm lasting far less longer than usual without a hole to knot, one of his member quickly growing flaccid, retreating in the warm confines of his sheath, the other, just like Nick’s own kept hard by the relentless caresses of Lyam’s insides. A dull ache spread through both of them, making it clear they wouldn’t be cumming anymore for a while, spent and utterly drained to the last drop. Slowly, in one gentle but firm tug Nick slipped out, the thick coat of cum and pre drenching his cock allowing him to withdraw himself with ease, bringing in his wake a cascade of gooey seed. Dereck, left alone in the quivering passage felt the walls tightening their grip around him, quickly but carefully withdrawing himself, the stream of overflowing cum only growing larger as he exited the warm, inviting rump, his half hard cock soaked in seed and other fluids.

Almost immediately their attention turned toward each other, a gleeful smile floating on their faces, their foggy eyes scanning the other’s body, discovering new patches and stains of fresh seed dotting their hides, Dereck looking especially proud of himself, letting his gaze wander around Nick’s exposed body, marveling at the sight of his shrinking maleness, finding how the human’s anatomy worked quite intriguing. Nick’s attention switched to Lyam’s gaping, cum-oozing hole, the reddish flesh fully exposed, coated in pearly white lines, his muscular walls clenching on nothing but emptiness forcing out more of sticky mix of human and wolf seed. However, his eyes quickly drifted back toward Dereck, witnessing his two red rockets weakly throbbing, beads of watery cum dripping from their tip as they softened, the knot deflated, retreating back in his furry sheaths. Imperceptibly, their gaze went up, tracing along the other’s naked form, following the curves of their frame, drawing the outlines of their muscles until they found themselves staring at each other, a slight pinkish hue spreading over their cheeks, the two exchanging a nervous, satisfied and embarrassed smile.

Above them, Lyam was still moaning and cooing in orgasmic delight, the sensation of emptiness, the dull ache left behind from the rough breeding only rivaled by the arousing feeling of hot, gooey seed sloshing in the depth of his bowels. Cum kept relentlessly gushing out of his cock, each spurt adding to the thick coat of pearlescent seed covering his scales, delightful jolts coursing through his stiff maleness, causing him to tremble and quiver in raw pleasure.

Nick quickly pulled himself up, grabbing onto Lyam’s hindleg for support, momentarily letting go of his throbbing erection, dragging his half limp body over the blankets, squirming and wiggling in a quite silly way if the amused giggles he heard coming from the wolf were any indication. Dereck, curious and intrigued, joined, finding himself once again face to face with the human, his still foggy, sleepy mind not knowing what he was trying to do. Nick’s hand found its way back onto Lyam’s cock, slowly, sensually stroking it’s rigid length from tip to base, giving a firm squeeze to the fat knot, earning a powerful gush of cum from the dragon, Lyam squeaking happily. He continued his ministration at the same slow and steady pace, his eyes glued to the crimson spire flexing and twitching before him, the strong, pungent aroma it radiated even stronger from his current position, adding to the unmistakable smell of spilled cum.

Inch by inch he got closer, his breathing shortening, his nose twitching from the potent fragrance assaulting his senses, his mouth parting slightly, his hand firmly wrapping around the knot, managing to finally attract Lyam’s attention, the dragon’s snout peaking out slightly, staring at him with lust-clouded eyes. Before long he was leaning onto the dragon side, his free hand dipping in the puddles of cum covering his slick, smooth scales, his face mere inches away from the dragon’s cock, slowly getting in front of it, a blast of scalding hot cum covering every inch of his skin as he did so. Finally, his lips wrapped around his mate’s convulsing cock, the thick, gooey seed bursting from his tip flooding his mouth in an instant, more already rushing in, forcing him to either swallow or spit it all back out. Fortunately he was prepared, remaining calm despite the sticky goo clogging his mouth, gulping down, letting the salty, rich substance trickle down his throat, the familiar taste of Lyam’s semen making him shiver, his tongue circling around the tip, cleaning it of all the cum clinging to his scorching hot meat.

Lyam let out a low, elated coo, falling back down on the pillow, loving every second of the treatment he had received and was still receiving now, wanting it to never come to an end. Dereck observed in a respectful silence as the human suckled on the dragon’s cock like it was a tasty treat, happily guzzling down the thick, salty seed as it came out, his dexterous hand massaging the enlarged knot, draining the dragon of his smallest drop of fertile essence. The wolf smiled, knowing fully well how delicious this cock and it’s bounty were, his belly emitting a loud, approving growl, reminding him of all the cum sloshing in his stomach.

Suddenly Nick pulled back, panting and coughing, spitting out droplets of sticky cum, a steady flow of semen still gushing out of Lyam’s cock although it seemed to have decreased in strength it had enough power left to make a mess of Nick’s upper body. “Want some?” he casually offered, designating Lyam’s cock, pointing toward the wolf. “What?” gasped Dereck as he was hit by a torrent of cum, its smell and taste assaulting his senses, working like glue on his fur, “No… no thanks… I already got my fill.” He politely declined, trying to wipe the sticky substance of his fur. “Ok.” said Nick, addressing him a sly grin, lowering himself back upon the throbbing member, his mouth wide open, ready to receive a fresh batch of draconic essence. “Actually!” suddenly exclaimed Dereck, pulling himself up on top of the dragon in a similar fashion as Nick, “I wouldn’t mind a sip or two.”

Nick didn’t reply, simply stepping aside, allowing him full access, his hand slipping away, immediately replaced by Dereck’s, the wolf’s padded paw securing its grip around the pulsating shaft. Soon his maw was wrapped around the first inches of Lyam’s dick swallowing mouthfuls of thick, creamy cum, it’s salty flavor overwhelming his taste buds, his tongue slathering his hard cock flesh in saliva, discovering upon it a different taste he quickly recognized as Nick’s saliva. A few gulps of the sticky substance later and they traded spots, Nick reclaiming his position, bobbing his head up and down Lyam’s ridged length, eagerly guzzling down his cum as it gushed out, hitting the back of his throat. In a moment they had found their pace, taking a few sips at a time, suckling, licking, massaging and kneading the dragon’s spasming erection with their mouth and hands, coaxing all the cum he had stored in those seemingly unrelenting balls of his, constantly churning out more for them to feast on. “You guys want to make me cum again or what?” whimpered Lyam, spent, his cock painfully hard and still bursting with more seed, the constant affection not helping, keeping him in a constant state of orgasmic ecstasy, on the verge of consciousness, his mind blanking, unfocused, unable to think clearly.

Luckily for him, after a few minutes his orgasm finally began to tapper of, the flow of cum turning into a small stream from which Nick and Dereck eagerly drank. Their stance shifted, instead of taking turns suckling the dragon’s cock they let his cum ooze out trickling down his shaft where their tongues skillfully scooped it up, climbing up and down his sensitive, over stimulated length, making the dragon quiver and squirm, letting out feeble whimpered moans as he basked in the afterglow of his mind-blowing orgasm, truly and utterly spent. He stared through his fogged eyes at the two males taking good care of his cock, his last dribble of seed oozing out for them to collect, the sight of Nick, his love, the one his heart beat for, and Dereck, their host, friend and much more working together to milk him dry enough to keep him hard despite the dryness in his loins.

Was it the intoxicating, enthralling musk, was it the allure of the mouth-watering treat streaming down Lyam’s cock, or was it something else, they didn’t know but they kept going, dragging their tongue along his massive pillar of flesh from base to tip, tracing along his sensitive organ on their way up. Suddenly they froze, traversed by the same jolt of shock and surprise, staring with wide eyes at one another. Between them, there was no cock anymore, only the contact of fur and skin softly brushing together. They remained like this for a moment, unsure, their faces flushed red with confusion and embarrassment, not knowing what to do or to say. Then, to Dereck’s surprise Nick didn’t pull away like he expected him to, instead he closed the gap between them, his soft, warm lips pressing against his own, sending a powerful shudder down his spine, his heart stopping for a brief instant. He stared at the human in dismay, bewildered, unsure, the contact was soft, gentle, warm, delicate, enticing, welcoming, the flavor of his skin appetizing, however he couldn’t stop thinking it was someone else’s mate he was doing it with, right in front of them at that. This time there was no dare, no challenge, no game that justified it like before, only the soft contact of an alien’s lips against his own, all of that happening under the watchful eyes of a playful, devious dragon.

His questioning was short lived, Nick’s hand, utterly drenched in cum and other fluids reached up, cupping his trembling muzzle in his fingers, guiding him closer. He didn’t resist the soft, gentle, affectionate caress, nor the slight tug to make him comply, closing his eyes and giving in, answering to the kiss with ruthless abandon, even managing to surprise Nick for a split second. They stayed like this for what felt like hours, days, months, eternities, but in reality it may have only been a couple seconds, savoring the short but intimate contact. “You mind if I join in?” suddenly came a familiar voice. Dereck’s eyes snapped back open, making him realize he had closed them, finding himself staring straight at Lyam, the dragon’s neck curled downward, putting his snout right at their level. He didn’t seem upset or annoyed or even jealous, only playful and amused, with, behind the exhaustion slowly creeping upon him, the same mischievous glint. Nick was quicker to react, before the wolf could pull away he moved to the side slightly, leaving enough for the bulky, scaly snout to come closer.

Lyam diligently accepted the unspoken invitation with a low purr, cramming himself in the narrow space, his soft, warm scales rubbing against fur and skin at the same time, triggering a light shiver in all of them. His thick scaly lips found their way against their own, his larger side allowing him to kiss them both at the same time, a sly, satisfied grin illuminating his traits. The position was unusual to say the least but enjoyable all the same, hot air washed over skin, scales and fur alike as they delved deeper in the passionate embrace, their tongue darting out at almost the same time, making contact in the narrow gap between them, Lyam’s much larger appendage dwarfing theirs with it’s sheer size. Dereck’s cheeks were flushed red with embarrassment and disbelief, watching the whole situation as if it was a dream, a very elaborate and realistic dream, the situation so incredible, so unbelievable, yet deep inside he knew it was the truth.

At last, after about a minute, a lengthy, delightful minute they broke apart, panting slightly except for Lyam who instead let out a deep, satisfied growl, his amber eyes wandering over the two naked men lying on either side of him. “That was… intense…” he murmured, discovering the full extent of the mess they had made. “That was… unexpected…” muttered Dereck, still shaken by the kiss they had just shared. Nick remained silent, kneading and fondling Lyam’s snout as the dragon nuzzled his cheek, his tongue sticking out, scooping some of the cum sticking to his skin and hairs. “So, ready for the next round?” interrogated Lyam, a devious look growing on his traits. “What!” yelped Dereck, dread washing over him, wrapping its icy fingers around him.

“Relax I’m kidding!” shouted Lyam after a few seconds of deep, tensed silence, “I don’t think I could even get hard at this point.” he admitted, observing his spent, limp cock quickly shrink back into his slit. “Fantastic, we finally exhausted the horny lizard!” triumphantly exclaimed Nick. “Don’t be so sure, I may not be able to cum anymore, but that doesn’t mean I couldn’t milk you dry if I wanted to; I can go all night long you know.” rumbled Lyam, feigning a threatening attitude, his bared fangs not managing to hide his playful smirk. “Too bad for you, I think you already did that.” chucked Nick, gently patting the dragon’s forehead, earning a gentle though a bit rough nuzzle. “And you Dereck?” enquired Lyam with the same devious, lustful grin. “I’m spent…” murmured the wolf, gulping down as the glowing amber irises fell upon him. “That’s perfect, I don’t think I could have handled more of either of you anyway.” sighed Lyam, sincerely relieved. “Tired are you?” cooed Nick in a slightly mocking tone, concealing a loud yawn while his mate wasn’t looking. “With what you did to me, not to mention all those heavy boxes I moved around earlier, I just want to crash in bed and sleep for… a few millennia… yeah that… sounds about right.” yowled Lyam, unveiling rows of sharp, ivory teeth.

“I like the sound of that.” approved Nick, leaning against his mate, nestling close to him, his head resting on the smooth, warm scales of his side. Lyam purred deeply, rolling to his side, offering Nick a much more comfortable resting place, granting him access to the entirety of his gold-plated belly. The human quickly squirmed against the soft, glowing scales, Lyam’s paws wrapping around him, his body curling up around him, his tail resting against his lovers back, keeping him warm and safe in a caring embrace. The sight was heartwarming, Dereck unable to peel his eyes off of them watched in respectful silence, slowly, quietly padding away toward the side of the bed, fatigue quickly crawling over him like a warm blanket enveloping him, his body becoming heavy and numb, every ounce of strength abandoning him, making him doubt he could even reach his room before falling asleep even though he knew he should leave them the privacy they needed.

“Dereck.” called a calm, gentle, warm voice behind him. He froze, sensing a familiar weight on his back, glancing over his shoulder, coming face to face with Lyam, the dragon’s black snout standing over his curled body, his neck twisted around to look at him. “Y-yes…” he replied, nervous. “You know you can sleep here right; we don’t bite… too much…” purred Lyam, a malicious glint shining in his eyes for a brief second while his tail thumped into the bed next to him. “I… I know…” stammered Dereck, “I just… wanted to leave you some privacy…” he protested, heart thumping in his chest. “That is very kind of you, but I think privacy has gone out of the window since we got here don’t you agree.” sniggered Lyam playfully. “True… but you know what I meant.” grunted Dereck, blushing profusely. “You know, this bed is large enough to fit a few like Lyam, so you can stay here without bothering us if that is your concern.” grumbled Nick, his voice muffled by the scales in which his head was buried. “That’s… a valid point…” admitted Dereck, cornered. “So come on, don’t be shy, besides, it’s not like we’d do anything but sleep with how spent we all are.” “I… suppose you’re right.” mumbled Dereck, yawning loudly, the offer sounding more and more appealing.

“I just hope you don’t mind the noise.” giggled Nick while the wolf got closer to them, keeping somewhat of a safe distance between them. “Yeah Lyam tends to snore quite loudly…” “Hush you, I never heard you complain before, neither did I about the times you blabber nonsense in your dreams.” growled the dragon in response, his snout diving out of sight. “Touché…” murmured Nick, giggling under a sudden tongue assault along his face, Lyam methodically slathering him in warm saliva. Dereck couldn’t help but smile, settling into the comfortable bedsheets, the soft mattress molding around him as he laid down on the bed, the pillows so large, so comfy he felt like sinking in a puffy, fluffy cloud.

“To be honest I am so tired I don’t believe you could wake me up even if you decided to go at it all night.” he signed, eyes fluttering, struggling to stay open. “Is this a challenge?” rumbled Lyam. “No, no it’s just… just forget what I said…” let out Dereck, burying his face in the pillows to hide his prominent blush. Lyam only snorted, tossing him an amused, playful grin, turning back toward Nick, his front paw softy fondling his back while the man’s hands dexterously caressing and kneading his scales, knowing exactly where to rub to make him purr. Dereck threw a quick glance in their direction, only seeing the inky blackness of Lyam’s back, the yellowish markings running along his side, and legs providing a dim, warm glow, tracing the outlines of his large form, Nick completely concealed behind him, kept safe in the dragon’s loving, caring embrace.

“Good night, Dereck.” Politely whispered Lyam, his snout materializing next to him, so close it startled him, the hot air billowing from his nostrils washing over his fur. Before he could react or get away, before his numb, tired brain had time to process the information, he felt a soft, gentle contact along his cheek. He tensed, eyes bursting wide open, staring deeply in two glowing irises, feeling like drowning in them, the affectionate nuzzle leaving him stunned, speechless, triggering little, blissful sparkles along his cheek, his entire body shuddering in delight. “G-g-g-good… n-n-night…” stammered Dereck in return, utterly shocked and puzzled, Lyam’s glowing eyes vanishing in the impenetrable darkness of the room, leaving him all but alone, still trembling form the unexpected but undeniably enjoyable affection.

Nick curled up against Lyam’s soft belly, letting the delightful warmth radiating from him envelope his entire frame, the smooth, slick scales forming a perfect bed and pillow at the same time, his large, clawed paws affectionately fondling his back with an astounding gentleness, making sure to not leave as much as a scratch. “Good night my love.” whispered Lyam, his soft, caring tone making Nick’s heart swell with a burning love. The large, bulky snout came to rest right next to him, completing the cocoon of black and gold scales, sheer heat seeping under his skin from all sides, giving a feeling of safety and well-being. Lyam stared at him with half-lidded eyes, his gaze hazy and sleepy yet alight with a joy and passion no word could hope to describe, a sly, satisfied smile curling his lips as he nestled himself closer to his lover, determined to not let him go.

“Sleep well, you handsome lizard.” murmured Nick in return, muffling another loud yawn, affectionately patting and rubbing the dragon’s head, scratching right between his horns. “You are the handsome one, you sexy stud.” rumbled Lyam in response, cooing deeply, enjoying the affection he was given. “Hush, you vile silver-tongued flatterer.” snorted Nick, his hand traveling lower along his mate’s snout, stopping right above his nostrils. “You’ll have to make me.” provokingly growled Lyam, however his attempt quickly collapsed when his jaws parted to their fullest around a loud yawn, exposing his razor-sharp fangs, unveiling the red insides of his maw, thick globes of saliva soaking every inch. “I think I won’t need to.” observed Nick, smiling amusingly, Lyam inching closer ever so slightly, trying to find the best position, fighting back with all his might against the tiredness taking a hold of him. “You’re lucky I’m too tired to move.” let out Lyam tiredly, eyes slowly closing, his heavy eyelids falling shut. “Whatever.” chuckled Nick, settling comfortably against his love’s belly, cradled by his strong paws, his bulky snout resting against his back. Lyam only let out an incomprehensible grumble, slowly drifting into a deep slumber, his slow, regular breathing washing over Nick’s sensitive skin.

Nick closed his eyes, letting out a deep sigh of relief, hugging his mate with his whole body, at long last, letting sleep claim him, carrying him away to a far, far away land where fantasies and dreams melted into a sweet, perfect reality. Dereck laid almost flat against the pillow, a tired paw tugging at the thick blankets, trying them to pull them up over him and the cuddling couple, Lyam’s large frame forming a sizeable tent under the covers. Slowly, the natural luminescence radiating from Lyam’s golden scales decreased from the bright, dazzling beacon of light to a dim amber glow before fading away completely, the darkness swallowing them in its shadowy tendrils, leaving nothing but a calm, peaceful quiet. Dereck’s rolled to the side, squirming into a better position under the warm blankets, his eyes closing, his breathing slowing down, the slow, relaxed, appeased breathing from the two aliens huddled up next to him filling his ears as he slowly sank into a deep slumber.