Even A Dirty Dragon Has To Clean by tannim October 4, 2010 It was bath day. The dragon looked forward to it. He hadn't had one in a few days due to wanting to be a nasty dirty bastard. The girls, and boys, he'd been playing with expected it of him. It didn't have to be though. "Just because I'm a dirty dragon, doesn't mean I have to be dirty." Tannim said to himself. Trailing behind him as he hurried home, his balls bounced and jiggled at the end of their long masculine tether. The dragon's ball stretching had left him with a several foot long scrotal rope. His testicles were normal sized, though they were a good ways from his body much of the time. They were cooler than they should be, but he easily warmed them up again by holding them against his body or soaking in warm water. It was the warm water he was greatly looking forward to. Tannim tugged on his scrotum like hauling up an anchor and ran one hand along his soft scaled sack from balls to groin. It was a bit crusty with sexual leavings from both himself and other lovers. There was also dirt and even some grass stains on near the end and over his testicles from letting them drag behind him as he wandered around. Some cat hairs were stuck into it where a cat had pounced on them. He dropped his nuts, wincing a second after they hit the ground, then thought back to the week. Spending time with three sexy camel siblings and a few of their friends had been a lot of fun. The heat hadn't been quite so enjoyable, but having his cock wedged between two back humps was worth it. That coarse camel hair had felt amazing thrusting into that special cleavage. Having one of the camels stroking his balls between their toes at the same time was wonderful too. They'd been great, but damn had their pelts been dusty. Tannim gathered the soap and towels, and hurried into the bathroom. He set the water to hot in and filled a small the tub before tossing in some soap when it was a nearly full. Taking a full bath would be easier, but he was cheap and his water bill was already too high. Squatting next to the tub, the dragon simply dipped the washrag to get it wet, then scrubbed the filth from his face. He hurriedly scrubbed over his chest and along his belly, then up over his arms and neck. His legs followed, then his tail followed them. The main body was always easy, it was the wings that gave him the most trouble. Closely followed by the long soft scrotal flesh. Spreading each wing out, he caught the first with his free hand and held it to scrub. Each wing joint had to be worked out, each bony length, each membrane, into the crevices along his back. They took plenty long for the pair of them. Getting between the wing muscles in the back was kind of fun though. He set the cloth on his his scrotum, then used it like a bit of dental floss. Holding his balls in one hand he flicked the length of masculine rope behind himself. Tugging with his other hand he stretched the slack out until he could work the taut sack between the flight muscles. The dragon flossed vigorously, jerking his balls and lengthy pouch up and down as well as side to side to get it all. Stealing the idea from watching a female use a rolled up towel between her legs had definitely been worth it. Satisfied with his wings, he did his back and butt next. A faint smile built on his muzzle while rubbing the soapy water around his anal ring repeatedly. It felt good massaging himself there and wasn't at all surprised to feel his cock drop free of his sheath. As his penis was similar to that of a stallion, he was still flaccid despite dropping. He could have gotten erect had he wanted to, but after three days constant fucking and sex play, he was plenty sated. Even thinking about the hot Bactrian camel's slick pussy and her brother's tight ass squeezing around his shaft didn't get him going for once. Tannim dipped the washrag into the water again, and went ahead and scrubbed his penis since it was out. He usually washed it last in case he wanted to scrub it extra long but he was more looking forward to washing his filthy balls instead. There was nothing erotic about his scrubbing and he felt rather pleased that his cock stayed completely soft during it. Getting erect would have just been a distraction and taken away from future porn time later. Dipping the washrag back into the soapy water, he was amazed to see how brown the water had become. Well, it would get even dirtier before he was finished, he thought to himself. Another couple dips and squeezes and he went back to work. Tannim slid his tail tip under his balls a few feet behind him and lifted them up to his free left hand. He clutched them tightly, slick soapy claws digging in hard to keep them from slipping out of his grip, and rubbed over the long scrotal length below. At first it was easy. He simply squeezed the cloth and ran it down from left hand top toward the floor. On the up stroke, however, the soft stretchy skin bunched up and made it impossible to give a good firm scrubbing. He tried again, shifting to step on his sack wit one hand, but it still stretched too much. Sighing, he tossed the cloth into the water and used his hand instead. The smooth scales didn't hold a ton of water, but the soap bubbles clung to it just fine. By using his fingers to slide along his sack, he could easily rub into the wrinkles where the spare flesh bunched together. The dragon's claws got in the way a few times, scratching his manhood, but it actually helped to get off a bit of dirt here and there. His smooth fingers had to rub a lot more to get the grass stains and dirt off when he didn't scratch the skin a bit. A few seconds after he realized how much easier it was, Tannim wet his hand again and scratched along his entire coin purse. Inch after inch he scratched at himself, from balls at about shoulder height down to the floor and then along and up to his groin. It took a while, but it felt great. His member stayed soft throughout. It wasn't a sexual good, just a good. Tannim slid his tail tip under his balls a few feet behind him and lifted them up to his free left hand. He clutched them tightly, slick soapy claws digging in hard to keep them from slipping out of his grip, and rubbed over the long scrotal length below. At first it was easy. He simply squeezed the cloth and ran it down from left hand top toward the floor. On the up stroke, however, the soft stretchy skin bunched up and made it impossible to give a good firm scrubbing. He tried again, shifting to step on his sack wit one hand, but it still stretched too much. Sighing, he tossed the cloth into the water and used his hand instead. The smooth scales didn't hold a ton of water, but the soap bubbles clung to it just fine. By using his fingers to slide along his sack, he could easily rub into the wrinkles where the spare flesh bunched together. The dragon's claws got in the way a few times, scratching his manhood, but it actually helped to get off a bit of dirt here and there. His smooth fingers had to rub a lot more to get the grass stains and dirt off when he didn't scratch the skin a bit. A few seconds after he realized how much easier it was, Tannim wet his hand again and scratched along his entire coin purse. Inch after inch he scratched at himself, from balls at about shoulder height down to the floor and then along and up to his groin. It took a while, but it felt great. His member stayed soft throughout, it wasn't a sexual good, just a good. Satisfied, he dunked his hand once more before again grabbing his rope to go back to washing. Up and down, his hand pumped. Run the soap and water over as much as he could, then apply get again. After a few times, he found new way to do it. He simply dunked his other hand, balls still firmly gripped, in and let the water run down them. Since his hand was cupped to hold his nuts, more water stayed for easier washing. It wasn't long before his hand pumped his scrotum like he'd pump his cock to masturbate. The same rapid strokes he'd normally use, just over a much longer span. Clumps of soap bubbles were handy to see where he'd been, at first, but once he'd gotten to the sack along the floor, he didn't need them. He set his balls into the tub to soak and used both hands to wash the rest to his pelvis. The skin at the base was tight enough that he found he could use the wash cloth on it. Each stroke of the fabric felt wonderful on that soft sensitive skin and he took his time with it. His fingers squeezed together around the thick base of his scrotum to squeeze out the loose flesh wrinkles better while scrubbing as well as to send a cascade of unexpectedly brown water sliding along the length. Tannim frowned at the dirt that had come off him, then shrugged, at least it WAS off him. The water spread out along the floor and he found himself wondering how much brown had already been there from washing the dirt off his sack. With how dirty they'd been before, he found himself wishing he could have measured just for his own nasty enjoyment. Deciding he was done enough he, the dragon tossed the cloth into the water then, ran his soapy right hand along his soft jewel pouch from base to balls. His ears caught a noise just as his fingers stroked down towards his groin again and he turned back to find his old friend, Kendra, standing in the doorway. She had a towel around her waist and seemed rather annoyed to see him in the bathroom already. "I told you I had a date tonight, Tannim. You know I need to shower!" The Chilean rabbit snapped. "I don't mind. It's not like I haven't seen you naked!" He grinned and stood up, dropping his balls onto the floor. "But I'm done anyway, except for a quick rinse." He reached for the shower nozzle, but Kendra reached it first in one long bound across the room. The old rabbit turned it onto HOT and hosed the dragon down. His yelled in surprise at the heat but she grabbed his cock to keep him from scooting too far away. Her firm grip forced him to stay close to still while the too hot spray slowly traveled along the length of his sack from balls toward groin. It took close to a minute of spraying for her to finish the length, though mostly because she took her time to be thorough and playfully mean. She stepped on his testicles lightly and then ran the sprayer over his groin then to his head. Watching the dragon splutter was always enjoyable, even if she wasn't really playing with him intimately. A quick spray down his body and a yank to spin him to get the back, and he was done. The hot water had left his scales a bright shiny green without a trace of soap or dirty left and he glared at her. Kendra laughed at his expression "My my, Tannim, I guess even when clean, Dirty Dragons still give dirty looks."