Buzzing Tannim
by tannim
June 15, 2011

	"What's that dragon doing up there?  That's My favorite wasting time in tree branch..." Meep looked around, really all the trees looked about the same.  Any of the trees could have been his favorite.  He shrugged. "At least, it is if I say it is, with him up there all peaceful like. He doesn't deserve it after ... ummm... I'll think of something he did to deserve it."

	Meep eyed Tannim laying on his back in a branch close to ten feet off the ground.  The dragon was asleep, as far as he could tell from the snoring and relaxed posture.  His tail dangled down, his wings dangled down, and, the mew made a face, his testicles dangled down at the end of Tannim's very long scrotum.

	A bird stood at the end of the brand looking from dragon to mew and back.  He wasn't too happy about HIS favorite tree being invaded, especially since Tannim had knocked his nest out of the tree when he'd laid down.  Meep grinned at the bird, it had given him the excuse he needed.  Bad things could finally be justified... but what?

	He scuffed his foot in the leaf littered grass.  A small honey bee flew up from a small flower and flew off.  The mew scooted away carefully, bees hurt.  Bees did hurt... quite badly.  Very badly some would say.  He thought dark thoughts of happy evils as he eyed the dragon's testicles hanging very close to waist height over the ground.

	With a laugh he hurried away.  He'd have to hurry for the sudden idea to work.  His eyes and ears were kept open, but so was his mind.  It wasn't hard to find bees in a wooded area and he soon found what he was looking for.  The hive mind buzzed in his thoughts as he tried to reach out to them.  They weren't happy about his presence so close to their hive but a promise of honey was enough to make even the hornets willing to listen.

	After a quick run to the store and delivering on his promise of sticky sweets, the hive let him transport it to the new location.  There was a sense of anticipation in the hornets, implanted and borrowed from the telepathic mew.  His fun had become theirs so easily.

	The buzzing grew loud the closer he walked until it was a vibrant hum in the air.  Several of the small insects flew around him and headed straight for Tannim when he came in sight.  Only a quick message to them kept the anxious insects from spoiling it.  He held the nest in one hand, with a butterfly net so he didn't break it, and gently pressed a Y shaped stick to his hated foe's scrotal rope just above his nuts.

	While Meep fumbled with the manly flesh, Tannim smiled in his sleep from the buzzing.  His dreams went from boring and vague to fun and detailed.  Instead of the random maze he'd been wandering around in, the dragon found himself on a small island.  Small things buzzed around him and as he watched they focused into little vibrators, with wings.

	They Buzzed loudly and there were so many of them.  They seemed friendly though as they swarmed about him, diving and swooping.  He walked with them at first, then all that buzzing somehow turned into a song and dance.  They dove.  They swirled.  They conga lined behind him while he pranced about at the front of their line, flapping his arms as if they were wings, instead of simply using his real wings.

	One flew down and worked itself under his long scrotum as it trailed in the sand of the beach, then flew up into the air in front of him vibrating so loudly.  It was almost angrily with how it made his balls hurt.  All of them seemed to get a bit more angry, the pain grew, too.  One vibrator darted forward and rammed into his nuts, then another did.  They all followed suit, ramming and jabbing them while he yelled.

	In the waking world, Meep cheered as quietly as he could.  The insects were crawling all over Tannim's testicles jabbing their smooth stingers into his rapidly swelling and oh so sensitive flesh.  He couldn't wait for the dragon to wake up to it, oh it would be a beautiful sight to see that evil beast suffering from such intimate agony!

	The hornets crawled all over the long soft scrotum, but as the Mew suggested, they only stung the bulbous mounds inside the very end of it.  Stinger after stinger and many at the same time stabbed into the them and all delivered their venom.  Each sting left a wide round welt for the next hornet to crawl over.

	Tannim tossed and turned on the branch as the pain in his dreams merged with the pain in the real world.  He made the bird happy by rolling out of the tree onto the ground, and mew, below.  The hornets poured out out of the hive while Meep struggled out from under the dragon.

	Glad he hadn't lost control, and that tannim hadn't landing on their hive, Meep drove a kick between Tannim's legs, momentarily forgetting where the male's balls were.  The dragon stared up at him a moment in stunned surprise at the fall, then down at his groin where he'd been kicked.  Another sting made him double up in agony and that pain just blossomed.

	As soon as he felt the one, he felt ALL of them.  He felt like somebody had pushed countless needles through each nut and then stomped on them without taking their foot away.  They burned, they felt torn, they kept him holding his groin as though they were still there instead of dropped into a hornet's nest a few feet away.

	With the old stings he could feel the new ones stabbing in as well as the feeling of their short rough legs pinching around almost the whole length of his well stretched coin purse.  More needles followed as more of the insects cruelly pressed their sharp wide stingers in to deliver a more intense payload of venom.

	Meep watched Tannim squirming in agony on the ground.  The dragon looked to be suffering just so much from it, such a perfect punishment for so evil a creature.  It was all Meep could do to not clap and cheer on his dangerous friends.  His clapping faded after a while, though, when Tannim managed to roll himself onto his back.

	Tannim's manhood had stiffened.  The mew wasn't sure why, but other than be very upset, there wasn't anything he dared to do about it other than watch.  His foe gave him a full show too.

	There were tears running down Tannim's cheeks and plenty of leg kicking from the ball torture, but his dick just grew to full erection and pulsed above his belly.  Both nuts had swollen to softball size and the insects were still dutifully adding more of their venom and natural needles.  Still the dragon looked like he was somehow enjoying it despite his thrashing and tears.

	Tannim's erection throbbed full and pre-cum beaded out to run down the shaft.  He saw the hornets crawling over him and the nest resting on top of his massively inflamed testis and just stared at them.  Sting after sting went in and his belly was taut from the venom based agony.  Despite the gut wrenching, tearing, nausea inducing torture, or, rather, because of it, the dragon was somehow getting off.

	Endorphins and adrenalin pumped throughout his body easing the testicular agony just a bit while giving him that good building tickle feeling.  Pressure from the bee venom building up as it spread out inside his jewels and general area added to that urge to cum and minutes passed.  After a while he didn't even notice the hornets getting tired, though Meep did.

	The mew urged them on, though he wasn't sure why.  His evil foe seemed to be enjoying himself instead of suffering and he just couldn't figure out how.  He frowned at the pre-seed drooling copiously from Tannim's swollen tip and even as he watched the equine-like glans mushroomed out in a full flare.

	The dragon's hands weren't even touching him.  They were too busy pounding the ground to express the pain his body felt.  His face was screwed up in a mix of the two competing sensations of pleasure and very much not pleasure and all the while the hornets raised more and more large angry round welts on his balls.

	Meep shifted a bit closer to see fourteen hornets stab their long stingers into that tender and oh so sensitive male flesh.  Their rears pulse as they injected more venom and the deep red of his enemy's balls seemed somehow more angry.  A bit of blood came out with the stingers, something else came out too.  Only very fast mewish reflexes saved him from an unexpected shower.

	Tannim arched his back and left furrows in the dirt while he rode out his orgasm.  The hornets, with the mew sighing dismissing them in defeat, flew around him instead.  Meep looked at their nest and quickly grabbed it with his mind and sent it back to where he'd gotten it so they wouldn't turn on him, then looked back to his foe.

	"You may have beaten me THIS time, tannim... ... damn you, I can't even think of anything good to say after that little stunt!  How dare you cum from my attempt to punish you for being ... a non mew!?"

	He stalked off, leaving his victim in the very uncomfortable after glow.  Above him the bird watched with some interest.  It nodded, happy that the dragon was off it's perch and home.  At least some good came of the delay as a worm crawled out of one of the furrows in the ground some time after that scaly oaf had left.

	The next day Tannim waved to Meep, his balls held in a bucket of ice water "Hey, Meep! Thanks for the fun yesterday.  It was awesome... but DAMN was it painful... they still hurt!" He sloshed the water around and sagged in relief. "The ice helps a bit." They both looked at the sting bumps covering the masculine grapefruits in the bucket. "That bee Venom really made them swell up.  I'm not sure how, but don't worry, I'll return the favor, you'll see!"

	Meep couldn't suppress a little shiver of terror.  Tannim probably WOULD return it too... That stupid dragon actually thought he was trying to make him feel GOOD!  The mew mumbled "Sure" as he walked away.  Why couldn't he defeat him?!