Dave the Desextive: The Reptile Job

Story by Snow Shepherd on SoFurry

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#10 of Dave the Desextive & Friends (NSFW)

Oh boy, what is Dave getting himself into this time? If you want to know how his last "investigation" ended, follow the link to read the previous chapter!https://www.sofurry.com/view/1117876


Dave knocked on the door. "Housekeeping!" No reply. The brown fox gave the tall, blue dragon a shrug and slid the master keycard through the slot.

The room was of the standard variety at the Bellerose: on the right of the entrance hallway was the bathroom and closet, and beyond was the bedroom. A king-size bed occupied the right-hand wall, and on the left was the dresser, TV and work desk. The bedsheets were tussled and used, and Dave could see towels lying on the bathroom floor. Toiletries were strewn about the sink, and a suitcase sat at the foot of the bed.

"So who are we investigating?" Warren asked, closing the door behind Dave once he wheeled in the cleaning cart.

Dave opened up the notes on his phone. "Guest's name is Mike. Gay buck, age 23. New boyfriend of our client, Steph, who's a snake."

The dragon moved to the bed and examined it closely. "And what's our job this time?"

"Steph is cautious about getting together with new people. First priority is to determine whether or not Mike is a total creep. If not, step two is to try to figure out what he's into."

"How do you know what a person's into just by looking at their hotel room?" Warren said, giving the fox a quizzical look.

Dave shrugged and put his phone away. "It's a case-by-case thing, really. Sometimes it's as simple as looking at what's lying around. If there's dildos or bondage gear in the room, then they're probably into that. For kinks and fetishes that don't involve extra equipment, well... it's a little trickier."

"Okay. So how do you know if the person's a creep by looking at the hotel room?"

"Well, there's no dead bodies or blood all over, so we're off to a good start." He selected three bottles of cleaning agents from the cart and carried them to the bathroom. "I'll look for clues in here as I clean up. You get started out there."

"Alright, Mr. Detective."

"Don't call me that."

"Sorry, hun," the dragon said with a smile. "I'll just call you Mr. Janitor instead, okay?"

"Screw you."

"Yes, please."

The two weeks since Dave's first real case had passed by quickly. Any time he wasn't cleaning rooms or spending time with Warren, Allison had jobs for him to do. Every other day, it seemed someone new at the Bellerose wanted to investigate a spouse or significant other. Dave didn't know how Allison was spreading word of this new service the hotel offered, which she referred to as "Discreet Adult Detective Services," but it seemed to be catching on. Dave didn't like the acronym, but Warren thought it was funny.

The dragon swept his gaze over every inch of the bed, like Dave showed him. "I see short tan hairs, and a few white ones of the same length," he said.

"Sounds like our buck," Dave said from the bathroom. "I'm finding the same hair on the used towels. See any different ones?"

"No," Warren said. "No other hair or scale imprints."

"So what does that tell us?" Dave quizzed him.

"That he hasn't been cheating on Steph with anyone. Any mammal, or reptile, anyway. Cetacean is still a maybe."

"Good," the fox said. Warren could imagine his bushy tail swishing back and forth happily. "I don't smell cetacean in here, so our deer friend probably hasn't been with anyone. Not in this room, anyway. You're catching on quick."

"Just wish I was getting paid extra for this, like you," the dragon rued.

"You still get paid more than me," Dave reminded him. "Does the bed have any cum stains on it?"

"Not that I can see," Warren said after a few seconds.

"Did you check under the sheets? Sometimes the guests try to hide them from the cleaning crews and hope we won't notice."

Warren lifted up the duvet. He smiled. "You're right, hun. Mike left us a little present. Dry now, but still visible."

"Good," the fox said. "Since we've established there hasn't been anyone else here, an identifying taste test won't be necessary this time. Unless you really want to."

"I'll probably pass... What does deer semen taste like, anyway?"

"I dunno. Never had it, myself. I'm sure Tiago would know."

Warren bristled slightly at the name. "Have you talked with him recently?"

"Yeah. I usually shoot him a text at the beginning of every case to see if he knows the person I'm investigating. If he's serviced the person before, he'll remember what they're like and what they're into. That jaguar is a walking encyclopedia of kinks."

"Consequence of his former profession, I suppose," Warren said. He opened up the suitcase at the foot of the bed. "Nothing creepy looking in here: no preserved locks of hair, no weird journals, all the clothes are folded nicely... We do have a laptop, though. Should we open it?"

"Yeah, see if it's password protected. If it's not, you can check for a porn stash or look at his search history. Don't do anything other than that, though. Accessing people's computers isn't strictly legal."

He sat down on the bed and opened up the sleek black laptop. He found himself on the desktop screen without having to type in a password. "I'm in," he said. "Looking for his search history now... Hmph. Nothing here. Must have been cleared out just before he left. Seems fishy."

"Any large caches of photos or videos?"

"None that I can find. This guy sure doesn't want anyone knowing what he does in his free time. Plus one Creep Points?"

"Yeah," Dave said, coming out of the bathroom with the used towels. "Add another one for taking the toilet paper off the dispenser and putting it back on the wrong way. I_never_ put it going under."

The fox deposited the towels in the basket and came to Warren's side. "See if he has cookies enabled on his browser. Those will let us know what sites have stored his data."

"I don't know how to do that." He held the laptop out to Dave.

"I'll tell you how, but I can't do it myself," the fox said. "I'd get fingerprints all over. You, on the other paw, have claws." He guided the dragon through the steps, and soon they had a list of sites with cached data.

"Jackpot," Dave said with a toothy grin. "SoScaly,b261, HornHub... Seems our buck isn't so careful after all."

"Yeah. Minus one Creep Points?"

"Yup. Still has the one for the toilet paper, though."

"Of course," Warren said, shaking his head. There was no smile.

Dave sensed something was off. "What's wrong?"

The dragon sighed. "Sometimes on these jobs... Sometimes it feels like you've got everything under control, and I don't feel very useful. And if I don't get paid extra, I don't see much point in being the Assistant to the Part-Time Discreet Adult Detective."

Dave wrapped his fuzzy arms around the dragon and squeezed. "I need you here. You give me a fresh set of eyes to see through, and you know a lot more about reptile stuff than I do. You're also Boyfriend to the Part-Time Discreet Adult Detective. Don't forget that."

Warren smiled and leaned in for a kiss. "Never."

"Good." The fox let go and looked at the laptop intently. "Now, let's see what our horny buck is into."

Warren typed in the URL b261.net and hit enter. They were greeted by the simple, unassuming emerald-green search page. In the center was a picture of an otter made of hexagons typing on his phone.

"The site should remember what he's put into the search bar," Dave said. "Type in the letter 'a' and let's see what we get."

Warren tapped the 'a' key with his claw. Suggested searches popped up immediately. "Let's see... 'anal+gay,' 'anal_penetration+deer+snake+gay,' 'animation+feral+gay.'"

"Hm. All pretty normal searches, considering who we're investigating. How about 'b'?"

"Nope. No searches starting with that letter."

"What about 'c'?"

"'C'... Oh wow. Didn't expect that much. 'cervine+reptile+gay,' 'cervine+animation+gay,' 'cervine+snake+anal'... So far the guy seems relatively vanilla."

Dave scrunched his face. "Wait, what's that one there?" He took the computer and set it on his lap. "'Cervine+reptile+tail_sex+gay?"

"What about it?"

"Well... 'Tail sex.' What's that about?"

Warren looked at him, incredulous. "You're joking, right? Tell me you're joking."

"What is it? How do two tails have sex, anyway?"

"Dave, be honest. You've really never heard of tail sex?" The fox shook his head. "Really? Wow. I'm surprised someone so... familiar with investigating sexual acts has never come across that before."

"Sorry," Dave said. "If it doesn't leave behind evidence and I'm not personally into it, I probably don't know it super well."

A sly smile was spreading across the dragon's maw. "Oh, hun. You're so cute when you're clueless. Here, let's enlighten you." Warren selected the ''Cervine+reptile+tail_sex+gay' search and hit 'Enter'. There were only half a dozen results, but Warren knew it would be enough to give Dave the idea. He clicked on the first one. A picture of a snake wrapped around a buck's torso filled the screen. The deer's legs were held up by his chest, while the end of the reptile's long, prehensile tail was lodged deep inside the cervine's sphincter, stretching it wide open. The buck's mouth was open and his eyes were closed. The snake had a hungry expression on his face.

After a few seconds of silence, Warren spared a glance at Dave. The brown fox's eyes were still fixed on the screen, mouth slightly ajar. The dragon looked down and saw the large bulge in Dave's pants.

"Well, well," Warren said with a chuckle. "Looks like we've found something new you like."

"I... I never..." Dave shook his head to clear it. "I never thought that was even a thing. For most mammals, our tails aren't stiff enough for anything like that. Or they're too floofy. But this... This would be_so_ hot."

Warren realized their legs were hanging off the end of the bed. With a sly grin, he flexed the muscles in his lower back and maneuvered the end of his tail between the fox's legs. Hidden by the computer on Dave's lap, it got all the way to his inner thigh before he noticed. The fox gave a loud yip and spasmed, nearly dropping the computer on the floor. Warren laughed heartily. Dave blushed.

"I think our buck isn't the only one who's horny," the dragon crooned. He took the computer, made_absolutely_ sure to clear the browser history, and set it back inside the suitcase. "Now, if you want to make this bed extra dirty before you clean it, go get us some lube. I don't think you'd like this tail dry."

Dave nodded excitedly and hopped off the bed. He looked around for something to use. He didn't want to have to go all the way back to his room on the first floor, not with a bulge in his pants this big. It didn't look like Mike had brought any lube, so the travel-size bottle of lotion from the bathroom would have to do. He grabbed it and hurried back into the bedroom. When he returned from his search, Warren had already taken off his clothes. The blue dragon's body stretched the length of the king-size bed. His white mane was spread luxuriously across the pillows under his head. Above his taut ball sack and puckered hole, his sheath was just starting to bulge. And hanging just off the end of the bed was his scaly tail, swaying back and forth gently.

"Come on, Dave," Warren said. "Lube me up. And lose the clothes already."

Dave did as asked, and soon his clothes were in a pile on top of the cleaning cart. He got on his knees at the end of the bed and caught the tail in his left paw. It twitched in his grip. He could feel every muscle inside. It was hard, yet flexible. It would have the stiffness and penetrating power of a cock, and once he got it wet, the moistness and flexibility of a tongue.

He opened up the bottle of lotion with his right paw and squeezed some out onto his paw pad. The smell of coconut wafted through the air. Not something he necessarily wanted his butt to smell like, but it wasn't like he had a choice. He rubbed his paw up, down and around the tip of Warren's tail. The skin between the tiny blue scales seemed to suck up the lotion right away. He needed more. Dave squirted the lotion directly onto the tip and worked it in.That's better.

Its shape intrigued him. The last foot or so of tail tapered gently to a rounded point. The spikes running down the reptile's back didn't start until about a foot and a half from the tip--he didn't think he would be getting anywhere near that deep. Maybe someday.

He rubbed the slickened tail with both paws. It was becoming hard to keep hold of. Warren chuckled. "That tickles," he said. "I think that should be good enough for now. Why don't you hop on up and help get me as hard as you?"

Dave looked down. His vulpine cock was ramrod-straight, fully hard and knot fully inflated. The fox felt woozy just looking at it. He hadn't gotten this excited all week.

He climbed up on the bed and straddled the thick base of Warren's tail. His balls sat just inches away from the dragon's hole. Warren's own balls were big enough to hold one in each paw. Dave did exactly this, cupping and massaging the dragon's sensitive sack. Warren gave an appreciative rumble. The tip of his black cock was just starting to poke out of its sheath.

Not taking his paws off Warren's eggs, he bent over and brought his muzzle to the emerging dick. He opened his lips and put them around its head. For now it was of a manageable size, but he knew he'd soon have to change his strategy. He bobbed up and down on it lightly, pulled on it, rubbed his tongue against the slit. The dragon twitched. He'd found a sensitive spot.

"Good foxy," Warren murred. He was now starting to swell. Inch by inch his dick grew, giving Dave ever more to suck on. The fox watched as the fleshy ridges on the underside came out from the protective sheath one by one. He remembered just how good they felt going in and out of his ass. He needed them in his mouth, now.

Dave steadied himself with a paw on Warren's stomach and brought his head down on the soft cock. The fleshy ridges rubbed against his tongue, massaging it. He went until the dragon's head was at the back of his mouth. Warren shuddered. Dave knew he'd have to come up before the dragon got too big--he couldn't open his mouth as wide as Tiago could.

The fox felt the thick tail between his legs tense up. Its strong muscles flexed, pushing up on his fuzzy sack. He knew the slickened tip was getting closer and closer to his upturned ass. What would it feel like inside him? He trembled in anticipation.

It touched his butt. Dave stifled a yip. It was colder than he expected, and still smelled strongly of the coconut lotion. It poked his cheeks a few times before Warren clicked his tongue. "Help guide me in, will ya?" he said.

Dave nodded. He took his paw off the dragon's balls and reached back to grab the tail. It slipped out of his grasp. He tried again, grabbed it more firmly. He could feel the muscles under the surface flexing. The fox let out a shaky breath. He spread his legs and guided it toward his awaiting pucker. He gasped when it first touched. Dave started pushing it against his taint, allowing it to stretch him open to allow the rounded tip past...

His muscled ring parted and gave way to the slick, scaly shaft. Dave's eyes bulged as he felt Warren squirm inside him. The fox's cock dribbled precum. The tail felt much bigger than anticipated, being much firmer than the standard implement. Warren flexed and helped push it in further. The fox grunted. The tail was equally pleasurable and unforgiving. It was hard, and it couldn't make its own pre to help lubricate the passage. But with it wriggling its way inside him inch by inch, he was getting plenty wet.

Warren rolled his hips upward, pushing the draconic cock against the back of the fox's mouth. Enraptured by the new sensations, Dave had almost forgotten about getting Warren off. He wanted to taste dragon cum again. He set to work once more, going down on Warren's thick, black shaft with renewed vigor. His tongue curled around each fleshy ridge as they went in and out, getting bigger and harder to put in his mouth the further down he went.

The dragon put a paw on the back of Dave's head and pushed down. The fox loosened his throat to keep from gagging. With his head down, his ass was high in the air, in perfect position for deeper penetration. Warren drove his tail in further. Dave's ass clenched down around it when the tip brushed against his prostate. Tingles of electricity went up and down his spine. His cock spurt a glob of precum onto Warren's. The dragon gave a murr of amusement. He watched the fox's every facial twitch, every new expression as he wriggled around inside Dave's sensitive cavity.

Dave knew he was getting close. With the dragon stuffing him from both ends, stretching both his throat and his rectum to their limits, he wouldn't last long. The thick, meaty tail inside him was constantly moving, going in and out, twisting and turning, playing with his prostate. The fox's groin felt all tingly. He needed release, but he wanted Warren to get off, too.

Dave took his hand from the slick tail sticking out of his hole and placed it just below the dragon's sack. He felt around for a second before finding what he was searching for: the soft, small slit. Warren's taint twitched at his touch. The fox opened his eyes long enough to see sheer pleasure flash across the dragon's face. Dave smiled with his eyes and went down on him, nearly to the base, as he pressed a thumb against the slit and slipped it inside.

Warren moaned. He pushed down on the fox's fuzzy head, making Dave nearly gag on the foot-long cock. The slick tail pummeled fox's sphincter faster and faster, going deeper still. Dave's eyes widened. The dragon was spitroasting him. He had a foot's worth of dragon in each end, spreading him wide open two ways. They were both so close. The fox pressed his thumb deeper into Warren's sensitive tailhole and wiggled.

The dragon roared. He shoved Dave's muzzle all the way down onto his massive cock and erupted inside the fox's throat. Dave felt Warren's manhood pulsating as it spewed its hot, sticky contents deep inside him. Dave's muscled ring clenched down as he blew his own load, covering the dragon's balls and taint with fox spunk. It got all over his fingers--he pressed them inside the dragon's quivering slit, filling the dragon with his semen, too. Warren moaned and gushed. Dave's throat was filling. The dragon was slowing down, but he still couldn't swallow fast enough...

The fox pushed off the dragon and coughed as the dragon's thick cock slid from his throat. Hot cum splattered across Warren's groin, pouring from the fox's sore mouth. Dave panted hard. His throat and his ass were on fire. He looked up at Warren--the dragon wore an impressed smile.

Dave felt Warren's thick tail beginning to retreat from his rectum. It slid past his prostate, past his rectum and past his taint without so much as a pop. Dave's cock gave one last spurt. His insides were sore, yet yearned for more.

Warren pulled the fox to his chest and embraced him. The two turned over to the side, arms encircling each other's torsos and wet groins pressed against each other. Dave leaned his head forward and met the dragon's soft lips. Their tongues explored each other's mouths, by now familiar places.

The two lay on the bed for several minutes. Warren was the first to speak: he pulled away from the kiss slowly and gave Dave a wry grin. "And that's your first lesson in tail sex," he said.

Dave closed his eyes and gave a soft murr. "Mmm, as long as it's not my last." He shook his head. "My ass is gonna smell like coconut for days..."

"Heh, you're welcome~ So you enjoyed yourself?"

"Oh, you know it! That was so... Y-you're big. In a lot of ways."

The dragon gave him a playful lick on the nose. "And you'll get to explore every one of those ways. In fact, I can think of something else we should try."

The fox's eyes widened. "Really? What is it?"

Warren chuckled and removed himself from Dave's embrace. He dismounted the bed and strode to the bathroom. "You'll have to wait 'til later to find out," he said. "Right now you should probably report to Allison and tell her Mike checks out. And you've still got a room to clean."

Dave sat up and looked at the bedsheets. Fresh cum splatters dotted the bright white linen all around him. "Oh. Right."

***

What naughty acts will Dave's investigation lead him to next? Tune in to find out!

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