Can't-Cum Quarantine
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“Hey babe!” The dragoness on Duno’s laptop screen smiled warmly. “How was your day? How are you doing?”

“O-oh, you know — same as usual.” Duno chuckled weakly, but he sounded a bit worn down — understandable, given the circumstances. “I’m not sure I’ll ever get used to this lockdown thing, but uh, I’m holding it together. One day at a time, right?”

“Yeah, same. It’s hard when all the days feel so same-y.” The dragoness gave a sympathetic frown…but she couldn’t help but lean a little closer to the camera, her body language betraying her curiosity. “Though uh, speaking of holding it together…” She grinned. “How are THEY doing?”

Duno exhaled slowly…then tilted his laptop camera downwards, pointing it towards his raging erection and the fat, overstuffed balls that rested on his thighs.

“…They’re SO fucking full,” he groaned, his cock giving a forlorn twitch.

Duno and his girlfriend Pura had been dating for the better part of a year now, and in that time the couple had come to enjoy a bit of tease-and-denial play, as was common in red dragon relationships. Pura enjoyed bringing her lover to the edge of orgasm and then leaving him blue-balled for a few days, before rewarding him with an explosive orgasm the next time they saw each other. Duno had learned to enjoy the experience — especially all the nude pics that she sent him while he was holding back his load. It was hot to walk through normal life with that secret ache, and it was EXTREMELY hot to receive sext after sext from his gorgeous girlfriend throughout the day. And each time, when Pura finally helped him to erupt a few days later — between her tits, across her backside, down her throat — the orgasms were absolutely incredible.

So on that fateful night in March, when Pura had sat in his lap, wiggled her round ass against his twitching length, and asked him not to cum until the next time they saw each other — on that night, Duno had agreed. How could he not, when she promised to suck him dry and swallow every last drop in just a day or two?

And then the quarantine had started.

Compared to so, so many other people, Duno was both lucky and privileged. He and his loved ones were healthy. His job allowed him to work from home. In the ways that really mattered, he was safe.

Unfortunately, he was also isolated and alone. Social distancing meant that he hadn’t seen his girlfriend in almost 3 months now. And THAT meant…

“FUCK.” There was a touch of awe in Pura’s voice. “Your balls look so HEAVY!”

“They are,” the dragon confirmed, shuddering as he said it. His nuts felt like they were made of lead — a physical burden that he was constantly aware of. It had been twelve full weeks since he had let a single drop of cum out of his aching, churning balls. His cock oozed precum almost constantly. His erection was as hard as steel, always present despite his best efforts to ignore the throbbing length.

Pura certainly wasn’t ignoring it. “God DAMN, babe, your dick looks GOOD!” The dragoness murmured appreciatively, squeezing her bare thighs together and reaching up to fondle one of her own tits. “Fuck, I can’t imagine how hard you are. I wanna ride that thing SO bad…”

“There is literally nothing I would like more,” Duno agreed, his voice dripping with desperation. Oh, how he dreamed of Pura: filling her up until she overflowed, or drenching every inch of her gorgeous body with the massive load that he had saved up for her. They talked over video chat almost every night — always naked, so that she could gawk at his ever-swelling nutsac and he could stare at her heavenly curves. He could remember so vividly what it felt like to have her bare body pressed up against his, and the impossible satisfaction of pinning her down and pumping her full of every last drop of his thick, salty load. FUCK did she make his balls boil. His load was MEANT for her.

But with way that this quarantine was going, he was starting to wonder if his next opportunity to blow that load might not come until next year.

“Nnnhh.” Pura huffed in frustration, one hand drifting down between her legs. “Baby, this fucking quarantine cannot end soon enough. I need you to come fuck my goddamn BRAINS out.”

“Please,” the male moaned, his eyes glued to the screen as he watched the dragoness slip two fingers inside herself. His cock gave a mournful twitch, and a deep pang of nutache echoed out from each of his overloaded ‘nads. She LOVED fingering herself over these calls — moaning out all sorts of horny things about his throbbing, denied dick while she squealed through half a dozen orgasms. How many times had he watched her cum until her legs shook? He had lost count, but it had to be dozens. Clearly tonight was going to be another one of those nights.

He sometimes thought about asking his girlfriend not to jill off right in front of him, given how it made his multi-month blue balls feel like they were about to explode…but in a weird way, as torturous as it was, there was nothing he wanted more. In a sense, it was the closest he could get to having an orgasm of his own.

Pura sure didn’t make it easy, though. “You gonna keep filling up those fat nuts for me?” she purred, staring her lover in the eye as she toyed with her clit.

Duno exhaled shakily. “Y-yeah,” he assured her, even as a fresh glob of precum dribbled down the length of his shaft.

“Even if this quarantine lasts all year?” she asked, groaning with satisfaction.

Duno hadn’t realized that it was possible for his balls to be such a deep and painful blue. “I-I’ll try,” he croaked, acutely aware of the immense pressure in his swollen spunk tanks. God, he would have given his left nut right now to fuck her tits—

The female shook her head, pausing in the middle of her masturbation. “Nuh-uh — you can make a better promise than that. You’re saving up that load for ME, right? So don’t you go wasting it when you could be painting me white instead. When all this shit is over, I wanna DROWN in that load.” Pura gave him a coy wink.

“[i]Guh.[/i]” Duno fought the urge to grab his dick and start jerking — or to cradle his aching testicles, at least. The urge to touch himself was nearly overwhelming, but he had been learning to fight that urge for 3 months, and he wasn’t about to give in now.

“Good boy.” Pura’s fingers slid back into her pussy. “Just think — it’s gonna feel sooooo good when you finally get to cum in 2021.”

“[i]FUCK,[/i] baby,” the dragon mewled, a short spurt of precum erupting from his iron erection. His eyes went unfocused for a moment as he fought to hold back his load, clenching the muscles in his groin to help make sure his cum stayed locked in his nuts.

Pura’s eyes widened, and she giggled in surprise and arousal. “Oh shit, too much? Sorry babe, I can try to dial it back a bit.”

“N-no, that’s…th-that’s fiiiiine,” Duno gasped, his balls churning mightily. They were SO blue. So deeply, deeply blue.

Pura could see it too — literally. “You know, the fact that your balls are ACTUALLY turning blue is INCREDIBLY hot,” she admitted, shivering as she ran her thumbclaw across her nipple.

It was true. The male’s cum-stuffed nutsac had slowly taken on a distinct blue tinge…or perhaps more of a purple, given his natural red coloration. Duno’s poor overstuffed balls had swollen to several times their original size, and now they easily took up all available space between his thighs. The dragon had learned to sit with his legs spread wide, trying to give his testicles as much room as he could. Even so, the massive orbs gave off a low, radiating ache at all times, stuffed beyond capacity with months of unspent spunk. It was slowly driving him mad.

“Hhhhhhh.”

Miles away, Pura shivered. “You are…SUCH a good boyfriend for putting up with this.” She shifted her hips slightly, fingers strumming away at her clit. Her chest rose and fell, each breath a little shallower than the last.

Duno blushed, and his dick gave another throb of appreciation. “O-of course, babe.”

“S-seriously,” she insisted, biting back a moan of pleasure. “When we are finally in the same room again, I’m gonna make you cum ‘til you pass out. ‘Til you’re shooting DUST.” Her fingers moved: in, out, in, out. “First you’re gonna RAIL me, and then I’m gonna suck your dick for HOURS.”

“[i]Fuck,[/i]” gasped the dragon, another spurt of precum leaping from his untouched dick. His heavy balls were drawn tight to his groin, ready to fire — as they had been for months.

“O-oh! And speaking of sucking dick for hours.” Pura was fucking herself at a steady rhythm now, two knuckles deep, but she still paused to grab something out of sight. “I finished my new mask~”

Duno’s eyes went wide, and his cock spat out yet another string of pent-up pre. “You…you actually…?”

“Tada!” The nude dragoness grinned proudly as she held her creation aloft. From the front, it looked like a normal, responsible face mask, but from the side…

“[i]FUCK,[/i]” breathed Duno. It was a penis gag — a solid 9 inches of rubber dick, designed to be crammed down the female’s throat every time she put on her mask and ventured out into the world. She had joked about making such a thing after seeing a smutty meme about it a few weeks ago, but never in his wildest dreams had Duno thought that she would ACTUALLY construct one.

Pura held the thick length aloft. “I haven’t actually worn it outside yet, but I HAVE been practicing.” Looking directly at her webcam, the female winked…then slid the rubber length smoothly into her muzzle until her lips reached the hilt—

SPLURT!

It wasn’t a cumshot, but FUCK was it close. At the last possible moment, Duno tensed every single muscle in his groin to hold back his orgasm — but even so, a massive shot of pre erupted from his trembling dick. His not-quite-cum splattered across the screen of his laptop, right across the video of his naked, masturbating girlfriend and the cock stuffed down her throat.

Pura held her pose for a moment longer…then coughed, sputtering as she quickly removed the gag. “Blaugh! Haha, I definitely gotta practice my deepthroating some more. But hey, that just means I’ll be ready for YOU when all of this is over, eh?”

“[i]Puraaaaa,[/i]” the dragon moaned plaintively, his eyes rolled halfway back into his head as he tried to ride out the sharp spike of arousal. [i]Don’t cum,[/i] he thought to himself. [i]Don’t cum, don’t cum, don’t cum…[/i]

“Don’t cum,” his girlfriend reminded him helpfully. The dragoness suckled on the tip of her gag for a moment, murmuring happily as she squeezed her thighs together. Her fingers continued moving, continuing their steady pace on her clit. “Now. Why don’t you edge for me a bit, while you…hf…while you w-watch me cum?”

Duno’s poor balls felt like lead weights, and his cock was gushing pre…but if multiple months of social distancing and long-distance edging sessions had taught him anything, it was how to endure. Obediently, and oh-so-carefully, he reached down to wrap his claws around his thick shaft, feeling himself pulse between his fingers. His overworked testicles screamed in protest.

From behind a transparent layer of precum, Pura nodded approvingly. “D-don’t you DARE cum, baby,” she repeated, fingers buried between her legs. She traced her thumbclaw around her nipple again, shuddering at the blissful sensation. “Just edge, okay? Stuff those fat balls for me. I wanna…[i]mmph[/i]…I-I watch you [i]twitch[/i]…”

Duno’s cock wept. Dutifully — and with agonizing slowness — he began stroking.