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Jane, you say it's all over for you and me, girl

There's a time for love and a time for letting it be, baby

A brown hand lazily patted around the nightstand for the phone playing the song. Finding the phone and picking it up, the drowsy dragon's eyes fluttered open as he gazed at the dim screen. He swiped his finger across the screen to turn off the alarm and placed the phone next to him on the bed, staying still for a few minutes as he stared at nothing, enjoying the warmth of his bed. He sighed softly and tossed the sheets off his naked body and sat up, yawning and stretching. He smacked his lips softly and rubbed his belly, glancing again at his phone and tapping a button to check the time.

"Hm... Alright, guess I should get up now." He muttered, standing up and heading to his bathroom. He opened the door and stepped inside, flipping on the lights as he stepped over to the sink and looked into the mirror.

Dragmurd Reget stared at his sleepy face, yawning again and lifting his right arm to scratch under his pit. He looked himself up and down, eyeing his round gut and plump chest. Smirking, he flexed his pecs, enjoying the view from his reflection and looked downward to his morning wood. He rubbed the thick shaft softly, rubbing the foreskin with his index finger before pulling it back to rub the tip.

"Eh, I'll save this for later; never know if I'll bring a friend home to spend the night."

After doing his business, he stepped into the shower, getting the water warm and running it over his body. He looked at the far side of his shower: a mirror wall. He gazed at himself, watching the water run over each curve, from his chest down his belly; some streams ending as they dripped off his cock and balls and others going all the way down his muscular legs.

"Fuck yeah."

Dragmurd stepped out of the shower, drying himself and feeling refreshed and awake. He finished his morning rituals and stepped out of the bathroom, heading to his closet. He stopped at his calendar along the way, scanning it to see what was on his agenda today.

"Mm, nothing with the Council until next week, no plans with anyone, and I've already done my rounds."

He glanced back and forth between his hanging clothes, trying to decide where to go that day since he was free until the weekend. He rubbed his chin as he thought; then his hand absentmindedly travelled further down. It trailed down his belly and met his soft cock. He softly rubbed himself as a fun idea popped into his head.

"I think I'll hit the gym today." He said, turning to his gym clothes: a sleeveless muscleshirt, black jockstrap, and sweatpants. With a wave of his hand and a flash of light, the nude dragon was instantly dressed.

Oh yeah, Dragmurd Reget was a powerful wizard. He stepped through his enourmous mansion, heading down the stairs and collecting his gym items in his bag along the way. Though the interior was that of a mansion, the building he lived in was really a humble one-story house with the interior being a pocket dimension he had constructed himself. Most wizards housed themselves in unassuming buildings with the interior transformed in some way. He entered his garage and jumped into his car, driving off to his gym.

Dragmurd shut the car door and locked it, walking to the entrance and looking up at the name of his gym: The Dragon's Hide. He passed the sliding doors and waved at his receptionists as they let him pass. His gym's name had a double meaning; the first meaning was a reference to his evolutionary ancestors. The feral dragons of long ago had powerful hides with impenetrable scales and the solid muscles his gym's members strove to build would harken back to those mighty beasts. The other meaning, well...

"Yes..." Drag whispered to himself as he glanced around at all the gym members working out, all shirtless with pants, shorts, or less.

The clientele at this gym was all-male and the dress code was very lax. Shirts were not required and you could wear pants or shorts as short as you wanted. Some even pushed the limits and just wore athletic underwear (though jockstraps, thongs, and posing trunks sadly were not considered as sufficiently covering the wearer) as they exercised. Drag dropped his bag and shirt off in his locker and took a towel and water bottle with him. He took in all the eye-candy around him as he approached a bench press and loaded it. Other gym goers around him were pumping iron hard, grunting loudly as their muscles strained to finish their sets. Drag's eyes were drawn to the buff men and other round guys in his gym. Sweat dripped down their bodies, slowly running down their flexing pecs and heaving guts, travelling down the bumps of abs or the long, round bellies.

The pair at the bench press on the right had incredible bodies; A red dragon with a pointed chin and a green dragon with light brown underbellies. Both were amazingly built with bulging muscles and almost no fat. The red one was on the bench, with the green one spotting him. Drag could smell their scents from where he was. He inhaled softly, gazing at the red one and watching his pecs work. The tight muscles shifted as they flexed and Drag's eyes were drawn to the red dragon's thick nipples. He briefly fantasized about sucking on those bad boys before realizing he should get back to his business before getting caught staring.

Drag spent a few hours working out his arms and chest. Though he was fat, he had a powerful layer of muscle underneath that fat and he worked hard to maintain that muscle-gut body. He reset the bench and wiped it clean and headed over to the dumbbells. He turned his head toward the mat on the floor where a Jiu-Jitsu class was being held. The class members being clad in just sports boxers and briefs made the class even more entertaining to watch and no doubt more fun to join. While he was distracted, he bumped into someone.

"Oof! Sorry!" Dragmurd apologized, looking at who he bumped into.

It's alright, I wasn't looking where I was going either." Replied a shirtless red dragon.

Dragmurd looked at the red dragon, realizing he met him before.

"Oh, hey. Fury, right?" He greeted the dragon with a smile. "How're things? I hope you've been enjoying my gym."

"Oh, yeah, it's been great. I've finally gotten used to the ...casual atmosphere. It's definitely better than most gyms I've seen." Fury smiled back at the brown dragon.

"Yep! It's definitely better suited to a certain type of gym goer. Glad to see you're the type to fit in here." Drag winked at Fury, who blushed slightly.

"Ah, hehe. Well, nice running into you." Fury said, patting Dragmurd's belly as he walked away.

Drag smiled as he watched the red dragon walk away. At least he seems to be doing better, he thought. He recalled the time he first met the red dragon four months ago.

Dragmurd was sitting at the receptionist desk, checking in members as they scanned in their barcodes with their tokens or apps. He struck up a conversation with a member who recognized him as the owner of the gym and asked him why he was working at the receptionist desk. Drag explained that he believed a good boss should understand the work all his employees puts in; so every now and then, he will go to one of the businesses he runs and work with employees at different levels. It keeps him humble as a business man he told the member as he turned his attention to the next guy in line.

"Hi, are you new?" He asked, looking at the young man in front of him.

The young red dragon looked up at him. He was a few inches taller than Drag, but had a thinner frame. He wore a black hoodie and blue jeans which hid his build. His speculation about the cute dragon's build was thrown off when Drag noticed his expression. The red dragon looked ...defeated. He had a very tired look on his face and his eyes had no light behind them. He spoke with a low, sad voice.

"Yeah. I wanted to ask about getting a membership. I'm new to this city and I heard about this gym. It sounded like a place I'd like, so I wanted to see how much membership was."

Drag gave the dragon a short spiel about membership costs and he settled on a trial deal for a free first month and a discounted second month before a final decision. Drag handed the red dragon a few forms to fill out, catching the dragon's name when he filled it out on the sheet.

"Fury Kyran? That's an interesting name."

"Mm."

Drag made a few more attempts to engage the dragon in conversation. Though he seemed down in the dumps, he was definitely a cute guy and Drag wanted to try reaching out to him and maybe gain a cute friend. But Fury deflected every question and statement with noncommittal responses. After a while, it was clear that the young dragon wasn't too open to making friends. It was disappointing because there was clearly something wrong and Drag knew Fury needed a sympathetic ear at least, but the red dragon wasn't allowing him to get involved, so he relented.

Over the next four months, he had seen Fury in his gym, always a loner, but surprisingly tireless in his exercises. He had seen the dragon naked in passing in the locker room, where he had seen that Fury had an athletic build under that hoodie. He was muscular and well-defined, but not bulky. For a while, the red dragon had just been another face in the crowd, but now...

He seemed to be doing better at least. His demeanor had improved and this was the first time Drag had seen him shirtless outside of the locker room. Perhaps now the red dragon would be receptive to an offering of friendship. Drag returned to his exercises for another hour before calling it a day. He showered off in the locker room, fully nude from arriving at his locker to getting back to it to get dressed. He glanced around at the other people in the gym who were all stripping out of their street clothes and getting into their gym clothes. Every man who went to this gym stripped fully naked in the locker room when showering or changing clothes; nobody covered up like a wimp.

He stepped outside, waving goodbye to his receptionists as he left. The parking lot was dotted with cars, but it looked like there weren't anymore men coming in. Drag glanced at his watch; It was lunch time, usually a slow time of day during the week. He walked toward his car, passing a few rows and tapping a button on the key fob to listen to the car's beep before a rude voice caught his attention.

"Hey fatass! Hand over everything you've got! Keys, wallet, cash!"

Drag turned his head to see a pair of thugs that had just appeared from behind a car to his left. They had been hiding and watching the entrance to jump anyone that passed by. Each held a small knife that they held pointed toward Dragmurd. The brown dragon looked at the two furs bemusedly.

"...It's the middle of the day, morons. What are you thinking, doing this in broad daylight?" He snarked.

"Shut the fuck up, asshole!" Growled the one on the right.

"There's nobody around to see! Just give us what you've got and you'll be fine." Added the other.

Drag began to lift his hands, seemingly to surrender to the punks, but actually was preparing a spell to blast the two of them back and knock them out. His concentration was interrupted by a figure dropping down from the sky in between the two of them. Swiftly, the newcomer socked one thug in the face and jump kicked the other in the face. The two thugs dropped to the ground, losing their knives and the figure stood back up. From behind, Drag saw that it was Fury.

"Whoa! Fury? Nice job." Drag praised, smiling as he stepped around Fury, about to prepare a binding spell.

"You son of a bitch!" Snarled the thug on the right and before either of them could react, he pulled out a handgun from his back and fired off at them, hitting Fury with both shots. Drag's eyes widened and he glared at the thugs.

"You fuckers!!" He roared and made a fast sweeping gesture, instantly blasting fireballs at the thugs aimed directly at their hands.

The flames collided with the thugs hands, badly burning them and causing the one with the gun to drop it as they fell to the ground again, crying in pain and trying to put out the flames. As the would-be muggers laid on the ground writhing in pain, Drag spun around to catch Fury to try to heal him and was shocked to see the red dragon standing straight up. Fury grasped the bottom of his hoodie and shook it, causing two scrunched-up bullets to fall out on the ground. Drag stared in amazement at the unharmed dragon; there were holes in his hoodie and the shirt underneath, but they were clean with no blood.

"How...?" Drag trailed off.

Fury glanced at the thugs whimpering on the ground, then back to Drag. "Looks like there are a few things to discuss."

...

"Alright, you guys got this now, Mendoza!" Fury called as he and Dragmurd left the police station. Dragmurd had healed the thugs' hands to a light burn and they brought them to a police officer Fury had befriended. The two dragons gave their statement and were sent along their way.

"So, how about some coffee?" Dragmurd suggested.

"Hm, any place that has a Chai Tea Latte." Fury replied.

"Heh, you kids and your fancy drinks."

"Ah, I just don't like regular coffee. I've tried it a few times and I just can't get to like it without heaps of cream and sugar and at that point, why bother? Chai Tea Lattes are the only thing I've discovered I enjoy."

Soon, they were sitting at a small table sipping their drinks. Fury smiled shyly at Drag's gaze. Eager to get to know the younger dragon, Dragmurd broke the ice.

"So, what was it? Born with it, science experiment, magic?" He asked.

"I don't know." Fury answered. "I definitely wasn't born with it; I was a normal kid for most of my life. One day, a few years ago, I just started to get stronger. For a little while, I was just stronger than a guy my size would be, and soon I was as strong as ... I dunno, Buffy."

"As in the Vampire Slayer?" Dragmurd laughed. So, pop culture was the way to go with this boy.

"Yeah." Fury chuckled, blushing. "I stayed like that for a while, but eventually I just started getting stronger and stronger."

"And you're tough as Hell, too. You took two bullets like a champ!" Drag grinned.

"Mm, I've always been more durable than I am strong." Fury nodded.

"How strong are you?"

"Heh, it'll be easier to show you than to describe it."

"Oh, that's a little forward, young man."

"Oh! N- I didn't mean...!"

Fury sputtered as Dragmurd laughed. The younger dragon pursed his lips as he realize the older dragon was messing with him.

"Pfft, so what about you? What's your story?" Fury asked.

"Well, I'm a wizard. Damn good one, too." Drag answered.

"A wizard? Huh. I knew they existed, but I've never met one."

"Well, we're not a secret or anything. We just don't deliberately draw more attention to us than our dealings with businesses and the government and our own business ventures. There's just not a ton of us because becoming a wizard is an intensely challenging path. Most people that dabble in magic only know a few tricks or use magical trinkets to appear powerful."

"And you?"

"I am a Master Wizard; The second-highest rank a wizard can be." Dragmurd answered proudly. "That rank takes decades to achieve."

"Oh yeah? How'd you do it?"

"Well, long story short, after starting my career as a wizard, I trained at first until I discovered a way to summon a lesser God. I became his companion and he was my bodyguard as I sought out artifacts and notes of wizards that lived before me. It aided me in my studies and work and eventually I was able to use these special chambers we wizards have where time flows differently. I used them to rapidly improve my skills. I aged myself a bit earlier than normal, but then I finally managed to learn an anti-aging spell. See, most wizards spend their whole lives building their power- that's why the image everyone pictures when they thing "wizard" is a wizened old man. It usually takes that long for a wizard to become powerful. My goal when I started was to learn to halt my aging as fast as possible so I could spend as much time as I needed training and studying and become a powerful wizard while I was still relatively young. So, at this point, my mental, legal, and biological age are out of sync."

"_Really? _How old are you, then?"

Alright, get this. Take a look at my driver's license and you'll see that I'm 42, but my body is 45 years old."

"You're three years older than you should be?"

"And that's just my body. After stopping my aging process, I studied and practiced for years in the chambers until I reached Master rank. Up here-" He said, tapping his head. "I am 69 years old."

"What!?" Fury exclaimed. "You're an old man!"

"Gee, thanks."

The two dragons chatted for a while longer. Fury was suprised to learn that Dragmurd actually owned the gym, having assumed the brown dragon was just an employee there. Dragmurd explained that he actually owned several businesses as well as being a major part of businesses collectively owned by the Wizards Council. All of the higher-ranking wizards were involved in the businesses in some way to facilitate their studies as the income aided greatly in the travel and other expenses required for the study of magic. Dragmurd was deeply curious about the origin of Fury's powers. He attempted to scan Fury's essence, but to his surprise he couldn't determine anything.

"It's like there's something chaotic about what you are- it doesn't allow a clear reading. Not like you're a being of chaos, no, more like you're... not ready. Like you still need to develop before I can tell what your deal is."

Fury nodded.

"So, you seemed pretty friendly with that one cop at the station."

"Oh yeah, Mendoza. Yeah, I usually work with these guys because they're local, but I was deputized nationally and can work with any police department in the country. They tend to handle the paperwork while I handle what they can't."

"What!? What the Hell do you do for a living?"

"Ah, well, I only started it two months ago, but I'm what you could call a Paranormal Detective: a private detective that investigates supernatural cases. See, two months ago, I got abducted by some guys. At the time, I... wasn't in a very good place, so I just let them take me to see what would happen. I wasn't in any danger because I could tell that I could overpower those guys if I wanted. They put a bag over my head and brought me to a warehouse where they stripped me naked and tied me to a chair. They pulled the bag off my head and I saw a lot of other guys around me, also naked and tied to chairs. They brought in another large group of men and tied them down as well.

I found out from the guy who was put next to me that the people who had abducted us were part of a slave ring that kidnapped men to sell as sex slaves. They picked me up because I'm 25 years old and have a pretty fit body and guys like that are in high demand. The group that had been brought in were the male officers from this city; they had staged a sting operation that failed badly. He was about to tell me how it failed when the slavers called everyone's attention. They said some crap about how our old lives were over now and that it would be better for us if we just gave up and accepted our new lives in service of whoever we were sold to. Everyone tried to struggle against their bindings and the guy in charge just laughed and had his underlings bring out this metronome. He pulled the pendulum and released it. As it started clicking everyone got quiet, then everyone around me that was tied up started grimacing. They began groaning or screaming and thrashed around in their chairs. Some of them started to fall quiet and gained these disturbingly peaceful expressions on their faces. The rest of them looked like they were fighting against it before relaxing as well.

The guy in charge confirmed what it looked like; the metronome was hypnotizing all of them. It didn't affect me, but soon everyone else that was tied up was hypnotized by the metronome and the guy ordered some of his flunkies to untie them and get them ready for an auction. After I realized what was going on, I felt pissed off. With a roar, I stood up and ripped apart the ropes holding me and shattered the chair I was in before leaping at the closest henchman. I brutalized all the goons that tried to rush me and threw one of them at the metronome, smashing it. The other prisoners started to wake up after that and the guys that were in charge called in some more muscle to put me down. Those guys were stronger, but I still took them down. I was about to kill the leaders when one of the cops yelled at me to stop, telling me they needed them so they could be interrogated to find the rest of the slave ring. I conceded and then freed the prisoners.

After all was said and done, the police department ran some tests with me and discovered that I'm completely immune to mind control. They decided someone like that was an invaluable asset and decided to authorize me to act as a private detective, license provided and everything. I can take any clients that come to be with cases involving supernatural elements and I have free reign to investigate however I see fit. The only stipulations they had are that I assist the police force when they need someone immune to mind control and that I bring in any nonpowered criminals alive. Powered criminals are considered dangerous enough that I'm authorized to kill them, but people just armed with money or magical items that are defenseless without them need to be brought in for questioning."

Dragmurd sat there, taking it all in. He had no idea this boy lived a life like that. Granted, it had some similarities to his duties as a wizard, so this could be something they had in common, but it was still surprising to hear Fury acting so casually about killing in battle. They spent the rest of the afternoon together, exchanging stories. They parted ways at the end of the day and met up the next day before Drag invited Fury over to his place to show off some magic. After a few tricks, Drag decided to have some fun and pointed out a potion bottle. When Fury uncorked it, a torrent of water flowed out, drenching Fury's torso. He coughed and sputtered, glaring at Drag. After the brown dragon stopped laughing, he offered to dry off Fury's shirt and hoodie. Fury pulled off the wet clothes and handed them to Drag. As he dried them off, he smiled at Fury's damp torso.

"Hehe, you're cute, you know." He flirted.

Fury blushed. "Thanks. You know, you're pretty hot too. I've seen you at the gym and you look really good for your age- All of them. I don't usually go for guys that much older than me, but you look damn good."

"Ah, well, thanks. So, you never really showed me how strong you are." He replied.

Fury smiled. "Well, how about I show you?" He suddenly rushed over to Drag and grabbed his wrists, pinning them to Drag's sides and pushing him against the wall.

Drag gasped at the sudden force and grinned as he tried to move. His wrists wouldn't budge against Fury's grip no matter how much he strained. Fury playfully moved his wrists about and Drag was unable to resist. Teasingly, Fury leaned his body against Drag's, fully pinning the large dragon against the wall. Drag chuckled as he continued to struggle fruitlessly. Damn, this red boy was strong. He inhaled sharply when he realized his pants were tightening. His cock hardened, pressing against Fury's thigh. He saw Fury's eyes dart down and back up to meet Drag's. They both knew what was going on and judging from the stiffness poking Drag's belly, the red dragon was as eager as him. Drag slowly leaned his head up toward the blushing red dragon and their lips met.

Fury's grip on Dragmurd's wrists relaxed and the brown dragon slowly slid his hands up to meet Fury's. He interlocked his fingers with Fury's and softly squeezed his hands as he kissed the red dragon. Fury moaned softly into the kiss, rubbing Drag's hands with his thumbs before releasing the brown dragon's hands and grabbed Drag's shirt, lifting it up off the round dragon. Drag smiled as the red dragon eyed his fat body, flexing his chest for the younger dragon.

"Go on, have fun."

He watched as Fury moved his head down to Drag's chest, kissing the brown dragon's neck and moving downward. He closed his eyes as he felt Fury's tongue drag over his right nipple and let out a groan as he began to suckle on it. He wrapped his arms around the red dragon and rubbed his head, enjoying the attention to his nipple. He moaned again as he felt Fury pinch his other nipple. The red dragon teased the thick nub with his teeth, playfully biting down on it and tugging at it with his teeth. He let it go and went back to sucking on it. Drag felt his man-boobs caressed and squeezed by Fury and he slid his hands under Fury's arms to return the favor by playing with the red dragon's nipples. They played with each other's nipples for a while, grinding their bulges together until their pants became too uncomfortable.

They pulled apart slightly and quickly worked at undoing each other's pants, pulling down their pants and underwear to free their dicks. They admired each other's body, their hearts beating faster with excitement. Fury eyed Drag's curvy body from his pecs to his large belly. Glancing at his arms and legs, Fury could tell that though Drag was a heavy man, the fat hid strikingly bulky muscles. His fat chest probably felt like a soft pillow. Drag, meanwhile, traced his eyes along Fury's abs, thinking about dragging his tongue along each firm bump. The dragons moved close together again and kissed deeply, grinding their bare cocks together.

They moved into Dragmurd's sanctum as they kissed and groped each other, too horny to go all the way upstairs to Drag's bed. Drag cleared off the top of an altar in the center and they climbed on top, the stone surface feeling much softer as Drag quickly cast a cushioning spell on it. Drag sat down on the altar, leaning back as Fury climbed over his belly to kiss him. The two made out passionately, their tongues wrestling together. Fury gripped their cocks and stroked them together, their precum mixing together as it leaked from their tips.

"Lie down here." Drag panted. "I wanna taste your cock."

Fury slid off to Drag's side, lying on his back with his leaking cock pointing up. Drag sat up and shifted partially onto his side, leaning down and swallowing Fury's cock whole. The red dragon moaned loudly as the brown dragon easily deepthroated his cock. It had been a while since he was with anyone and the expert mouth on his cock felt like heaven. He tried to reposition Drag so they could both suck each other off, but Drag gently pushed his hands away. Fury nodded and laid back, relaxing as the older dragon took care of him.

Oh, Gods above, below, and sideways, the younger dragon's cock tasted good. Drag hungrily nursed on the red member. He could tell Fury hadn't had any recent experience, a consequence of the boy's withdrawn nature, but luckily he was skilled enough to be able to keep the younger dragon from blowing his load too early. He bobbed his head up and down the whole length slowly when Fury grew close, not giving enough pleasure to shoot but ensuring that Fury's cock never grew dry. When the poor dragon's cock settled down, Drag assaulted the tip of the cock, teasing it with his lips and tongue while tugging on the red sack underneath. He felt the younger dragon squirm underneath him and smiled at his pleasured whimpers. After teasing his cock for a good while, Drag decided to explore elsewhere and suckled on his balls. Inhaling the red dragon's musk, he ran his hand over Fury's ass and hummed on Fury's balls. Letting the wet red balls fall out of his mouth, he picked up Fury's waist and lifted it up, diving his snout between Fury's legs and lustfully lapping at the dragon's hole.

Fury moaned loudly as his ass was rimmed, resting his legs over Drag's shoulders and clenching his fists. His cock throbbed hard and he felt like he was losing himself in ecstasy from the skilled brown dragon's ministrations. He shuddered as Drag pulled his tongue out of his ass and gave a loud moan when Drag moved to suck on his right nipple. Drag continued to play with Fury, enjoying exploring every inch of his new friend's tight, fit body. As he went to go back to Fury's cock, he heard the red dragon whimper.

"D-Dragmurd... I wanna suck on yours too. Come on, I don't want you to do all the work."

Drag smiled and sat up on his knees, scooting over to Fury's head. He watched the red dragon lean up and take his thick cock into his red mouth. He sighed softly and caressed Fury's chest as the younger dragon hungrily sucked on his rod. His belly was rubbed by one of the younger dragon's hands. He leaked pre into Fury's mouth and saw the younger dragon gulp in down, smiling at the sight. He reached back and rubbed his own ass, glancing at Fury's cock.

"Hey, you wanna fuck me?" He asked.

Fury blushed and smiled at the brown dragon, nodding as his cock twitched. They slid off the alter and stood up, with Drag holding out his hand. Fury raised a brow, about to ask what Drag was doing when a bottle of lube flew into the sanctum and straight into Drag's hand. He popped open the bottle and squeezed a generous amount of lube onto his fingers. He bend over and spread his cheeks, giving Fury a nice view of his rim. Fury stared as Drag enticingly rubbed the lube all around his ass and took a sharp breath when Drag slipped two fingers inside his ass to lube up the inside. Drag handed the bottle to Fury and the red dragon quickly rubbed some lube over his cock.

Drag moved his tail over to the side and Fury moved up behind him. He teasingly poked his cock against Drag's rim and slowly edged the tip inside. Drag moaned as he felt the red cock push past his rim and moaned louder when Fury reached around under his arms to pinch his nipples. The red dragon tugged on the thick brown nubs as he pressed further into Drag's ass. He released Drag's nipples and slid his hands down to Drag's hips, pulling the large dragon further down on his cock.

Fury slowly fucked the older dragon, shivering slightly at how tight Drag's ass was. They moaned together as they fucked, grinding and humping together. Drag leaned forward, resting his upper body on the altar and letting Fury pound his ass harder. Drag's tits and belly jiggled as the red dragon started using some of his superior strength to fuck the fat dragon. Drag's moans became slightly higher-pitched as the younger dragon got rougher with his ass. He felt his right pec grabbed and kneaded as his ass was drilled.

"Yes... Yes, Fury, harder! Oh, fuck yeah!"

Encouraged by his lover, Fury went harder, slamming into the soft, tight ass. Drag heard Fury's hips slap loudly against his ass and curled his tail around the red dragon. His nipples were occasionally pinched as his ass was pounded and his belly rubbed and jiggled. He felt Fury pull him into a standing position and then grab his legs. Before he could register what was happening, he cried out as Fury lifted him off the ground. Drag felt his back rest against Fury's chest and reached back to hold onto Fury's head as the red dragon slammed his ass up and down on his cock. His own cock throbbed and spat out a glob of pre which was tossed around from his cock bouncing along with his body. He was fucked by Fury in that position for a while before Fury repositioned him onto his back on the altar. His legs were spread around Fury's hips and the red dragon leaned in to kiss him deeply. Drag pulled Fury's hand to his cock and the red dragon obliged, jerking the brown dragon off fast and firmly. As they kissed, they felt their orgasms drawing close. Dragmurd wrapped his arms around Fury and the red dragon slammed inward one last time, both dragons breaking the kiss as they roared in pleasure, cumming together. Fury pumped all of his load inside Drag's ass while the brown dragon shot all over both their torsos.

Dragmurd groaned as Fury continued to pump his cock, coaxing every last drop out. He finally released the brown dragon's length after it squeezed out its last drop and the two dragons embraced, kissing each other softly. They cuddled together on the altar for a short time before climbing off to clean up in Drag's shower. Fury went to get his clothes but was stopped by Drag. The brown dragon smiled as he pulled Fury to his bed and they climbed in under the warm covers. Fury snuggled up to Drag, resting his head on the older dragon's soft chest. They wrapped their arms around each other and closed their eyes to take a nice nap before getting started on the rest of the day.