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Syn wasn't sure what to think as he watched the young dragon boy step off the train, a large carrying case in his hands, a slight tremble in his lips. Brown eyes blinked as the youth took in the sight of his 'cousin' as Syn looked over the features of the draconic male that would live with him for the next year and a half. Curved ivory horns tipped to points grew up from the depths of brilliant magenta colored hair while depthless amber eyes looked back at the human boy staring up at him in curiosity. Small wings, barely big enough to be noticeable, fluttered against the unnamed male's backside standing out from the light bronzed skin the dragon boy supported. Two metallic rings, jingling like bells, chimed from the lengths of the young draconic hybrid's earlobes as the other shook his head back and forth while looking around to see if there might be anyone else present he might know.

He looked healthy enough by Syn's standards, if somewhat skinny, but then again, as he had been told by his uncle over the phone last week, his cousin was somewhat of an anorexic by dragon standards, what with the other preferring to eat like a human and all. Though, that didn't stop the other from being all too cute in the black leather piece he had open; the open shirt showing off deliciously nubile skin while the short-shorts barely even covered half of the other's thigh. The bulge that showed within the other's crotch made Syn chub almost instantly as he imagined what lay hidden underneath the oh-so-tight covering highlighting every delicious angle and curve of the little dragon boy's ample goods.

'He's definitely packing,' Syn surmised as he looked the other up and down before taking notice of two odd features of his relative.

One, happened to be the fact that the unnamed youth in front of him had strange hoof-like feet, the same as one might expect on a horse or bull where blunted toenails should have been. The other oddity about the draconic male was the four foot long tail he had curled down at his back, a stripe of red showcasing against the light bronzed appendage. If nothing else, these two prove quirks, plus the head accessories proved that the other was not fully human, though, in this world where ships flew throughout the sky on solar power, and people drove cars with thermal batteries, it wasn't such a big thing for a dragon hybrid to pop up every now and again.

The fact that this one was related to him served to make Syn chuckle somewhat, something that confused the younger male in front of him.

"Come here, I'm nothing to be afraid of," Syn said as he reached out for the other, offering an empty pale hand to the impossibly cute boy in front of him.

The hesitation the other showed was obvious as the unnamed hybrid shyly took a step forward, his clawed hand rising up to link with Syn's. Once their hands met, Syn slowly drew the other to him, his greater strength surprising the draconic youth as no one expected a human to be strong enough to manhandle a dragon, even an inferior one like the one which found himself pressed into Syn's chest.

"There," The taller boy said as he stared down with jet black eyes at his cousin, "see, there's nothing to be afraid of with me around." Syn watched as the other's tail rose up to wag slightly, like a dog being given solace by its master, before the nameless hybrid nodded up at him. "Come on," Syn pulled the other away from the train, which just so happened to close shut behind the pair, "Let's get you back home, alright?" The hybrid nodded, clutching his carrying case as tightly as he could like some kind of defunct safety blanket.

The two boys made their way from the train depot rather quickly after that, it was a Sunday afternoon so not many people were around to get in their way, before heading down the street to a unimpressive looking car. The dragon hybrid cocked his head in confusion as he watched his relative open the passenger side door and then pull himself in. Turning his head to look, the nameless boy found himself being stared at by a white eared lapin boy, the likes of which looked no older than himself.

"Oh, forgot to mention," Syn said, gaining the unnamed hybrid's attention lightning quick, "this is my flatmate, Lance." The raven haired Syn reached out to pat the albino lapin onto the back, nearly sending the other face forward into the steering wheel he was clutching onto. "He was nice enough to drive me down here to pick you up today, so be nice." At that, Syn settled himself back into his seat, arms folded up behind his head as a lackadaisical smile crossed his face.

"Um," The unnamed draconic male wanted to say something, he truly did, but words escaped him as he looked into azure eyes gazing hard at him.

"Get in already, we're wasting daylight." At the uncompromising order, the nameless dragon hybrid yipped and then went to the rear of the car, opened it, and all but flung himself inside.

Lance waited a couple of seconds, watching the other get settled with his rearview mirror, before turning the key into the ignition to start the car. The ride down the street back to 'home' was almost painfully silent as the three youths chose to contend themselves with their own happy little worlds inside of their heads. Well, relatively happy, as two out of three were busy wondering why in the hell their peaceful lives were being turned upside down.

"Chill, Lance," Syn said, his eyes closed as he had his head turned out to the window he had rolled down. "I'm not going to stop fucking you just because my cousin's in town. So lose the attitude," The car jolted as the lapin male body froze as he lost all control over his senses before quickly stamping his foot down onto the gas pedal.

"W-wh-what?!" The lapin shouted, his pale human-like face stained red as he flipped his gaze around to stare at his 'sometimes' boyfriend.

"Heh, I know you, bunny boi," Syn said as he smiled without opening his eyes. "You get jealous anytime I turn my attention to anyone else, despite knowing your only number six on my top ten list of boys who I fuck, so please, don't try to deny it." Syn's words made both the lapin and dragon flush as they looked at the pure human riding along in the passenger seat. "But don't worry," Syn purred as he turned his head and then opened his eyes to look at his flatmate, "I'll fuck you in front of him, if you want." The lusty look that colored Syn's dark eyes made the lapin swallow thickly as he just imagined...

"Um," all attention turned towards the nameless dragon in the back, though it was hard to tell since Syn had shut his eyes again. "I'm...sorry if I'm disturbing your rhythm, Synderick." The shudder that racked itself throughout Syn's body served to confuse the blushing draconic youth in the back.

"Ok, FYI, don't EVER call me Synderick!" The dragon shuddered, but nodded his affirmative. "It makes me sound like a pretencious cock sucker and I hate that," A snicker from off to the side made the nameless dragon boy roll an eyebrow to the sky. "And Lance, I'm going to not use lube tonight if you keep that up." Instantly the car quieted again. "That's better."

"Now look," Syn turned himself around to send his cousin a straightlaced look. "I know you're somewhat in shock about all of this, but I only have two rules, so pay attention," The unnamed draconic hybrid nodded, his tail tip rapidly wagging behind him as he pulled himself forward. "One, you do what I say when I tell you to, and two, you don't do anything stupid." The dragon youth blinked and then slowly nodded as he let this information process. "If you can follow that, you and I will get along just fine, but if not, I'm shipping you back home to your dad in the boonies, got me?" Syn had already had this conversation back with his uncle the week when the other man had called him.

The other didn't really think of what Syn meant when the older man had asked him if his son could stay with him for a while so that he could get his affairs in order; what these so-called affairs were, Syn hadn't asked and didn't really care. However, he did care about his living situation and how he now had another mouth to feed, and so, he had given his uncle the business, something which took the older man by surprise. The seriousness that Syn had put into his words made the full blooded dragon give his consent that his son would behave; the extra ten thousand dollars he had put into Syn's bank account had also helped out a lot.

The older man had no clue that Syn had taken only twenty percent of that cash for himself, while the rest he put up into an account for his cousin to nitpick from until he could find himself a job. Speaking of which,

"Hey, bunny," Syn said, turning his attention to his grumbling lover. "make sure to stop us by that place I told you about earlier, alright?" Syn didn't bother to say anything more as he settled himself back into his seat once again and then began to lightly snooze.

"Um..." the dragon began to say, his voice coming out somewhat low as he tried to work the courage to speak up. "Is he...always..."

"So much a prick?" Lance growled, much to the amusement of the not quite sleeping Syn. "Yes, sadly for me." The lapin boy sighed as he looked to the street signs before making a left turn at the light.

"I meant, is he always so...dominant." The younger dragon didn't know how else to describe his relative's attitude; the other reminding him so much of his own father, but just without the usual growls and snarls when he got himself worked up.

"Oh...that...well..." Lance would have reached back to rub the back of his neck, but he knew better than to try that while driving. "Yeah." The lapin didn't say anymore, despite the look of curiosity that came from the unnamed young man behind him, of which he could see through his rearview mirror.

The draconic hybrid sat himself back as no extra information seemed to be forthcoming. The rest of the ride proved to pass by in silence as the three drove down the road, onto and then off of the interstate, before finally coming to a small warehousing district. The unnamed dragon hybrid looked around in some mild astonishment as he noted the numerous buildings standing around, some of which seemed to cater specifically to certain species of creature. The one red bricked warehouse with the draconic image of a sleeping dragon painted onto the front billboard immediately caught the half-breed's notice.

"Glad you like it cause it belongs to us," Syn said as he rolled his shoulders while stretching himself in his seat.

Turning his head to look at his cousin, the nameless youth blinked amber eyes in confusion. He was sure that his sire hadn't told him anything about a family business before he had been shipped to his side of the country.

"And when I say 'us'," The young human chuckled as he could literally sense his relative's befuddlement, "I mean that me and my folks own it, so by proxy, that means you too.

"Oh," The dragon hybrid blushed, his darkened face growing to an almost black from the blood pooling in his face before he shook his head.

Before he could ask anything else, the hybrid watched as his cousin casually unbuckled his seatbelt, which the nameless youth barely remember the other doing before the start of their journey, and then stepped out of the car in a truly bored manner before walking over to the front of the warehouse in question. The young dragon hybrid didn't know what to think as he watched his cousin go over to another man, a towering black dragon who stood like a walking testament to what draconic glory should be with muscles upon muscles standing out over his looming scaley form, thick and luxurious wings, the size of which had to be double the span of the other's height, and ivory white horns which stood stood straight up onto his skull as if threatening to tear at the heavens. So it came as somewhat of a shock to the bronzed youth to find his smaller cousin picked up by the scaley titan and then put onto the other's shoulder. The conversation the pair had, of which the dragon hybrid could barely make out over the mutterings of several dozen other voices billowing all around him from the numerous creatures ambling about the warehouse district, made the youth gape somewhat.

"Is everything ready, Tamahome?" Syn asked as he stared down at the much larger creature holding him on his shoulder.

"Yes, sir." The black dragon nodded, his long pole of a tail flicked behind him as he continued speaking. "We've got the new shipment in just an hour ago and we've placed the displays up as you've requested." Tamahome tipped his head to the side, careful not to wound Syn with his horns, as he thought over something. "We've also gotten several phone calls from the administration wanting to know about something called a 'Black Deal'." The dragon male seemed perplexed by not knowing what that term referred to, but quickly got over himself once Syn patted him onto the back.

"I know what that's about, so don't worry," Syn didn't bother saying anything more in explanation, something for which Tamahome merely smiled and nodded to. "If everything's taken care of then once I go over the manifests you can send everyone home for the day." The black male nodded rapidly at that point, probably more than a little eager to not have to spend the rest of the afternoon stuck doing...whatever it was that he did there.

As the unnamed hybrid watched Tamahome set his cousin down back onto the ground, the bronzed skinned youth felt his jaw literally drop as he watched Syn pat the other onto the thick bulge of the bigger male's crotch, the ample bulge nearly splitting the seams of the loin wrap the other had on as regular clothing were out for a male of his stature, eliciting a purr of happiness from out of the towering dragon. Normally, unless one was mating, dragon's didn't allow another male to touch their junk as it was a sign of either high disrespect, or a show of dominance on the offender's part. So to see this, it made the unnamed male blink in wonder as he tried to figure out just exactly what his cousin had done to make the black dragon hold the other in such high regards as to allow him to do that, in public no less.

When Syn turned to regard him, the piercing brown eyes of the teenager boring holes into the nameless dragon's own amber orbs, the hybrid began to understand something.

"Go on and go see him while I find something to eat." the voice from behind him made the dragon-half literally bounce in his seat. Turning his head to growl at the creature that had startled him, the nameless youth found himself locking eyes with a startled bunny boy hybrid. Immediately he cooled his rage as the sight and scent of the frightened lapin told him that there was nothing to be afraid of.

'I totally forgot he was here,' the hybrid chided himself on his thoughtlessness, while at the same time he thanked the dragon elders that his father was not here to witness his little faux pas. 'I'd never have heard the end of it.' His sire often tried to instill in him the need to always be aware of his surroundings and to keep control over his instincts; that was one of the reasons why he had been shipped off away from home, not that Syn would ever know of that.

"Uh, yes. I'm...going." The half dragon nearly leapt out of the car, much to Syn's amusement and Tamahome's indifference.

The next couple of minutes went by in a blur as the unnamed half dragon stepped out of the car and then was shown around by Syn. Apparently, the warehouse was actually a distribution store where a number of devices, most having to do with electronic gaming, were sold and shipped out into the city where Syn and Lance lived.

"More than likely," Syn began as he watched his cousin look around the room they were currently in, they had stepped into the warehouse the other youth actually 'owned', something of a big shock to the dragon hybrid, just a moment ago. 'You'll be working here during the summer and fall after school." That caught the dragon-half's attention.

"Working?" The unnamed hybrid asked as he and Syn made their way up a flight of stairs and into a darkened office building. Flipping on a wall switch, the nameless half-breed stood somewhat awestruck by the various paraphernalia which littered the inside of the small ten by twenty sized room. Most if it had to do with something dragonic in nature; i.e. wall posters hung of various male dragons in different styles and dress, mostly something dealing with that of a fantasy nature. The one large red and gold male holding a massive halberd over his broad shoulder while roaring loud enough that the vibrations could actually be seen made the tip of the unnamed youth's tail wag.

Other such items such as toys and action figures were settled onto shelves while things for which the nameless dragon half had no idea what to call rested on top of the table which Syn walked himself up to.

"Yes," the human said as he dropped himself into the plush rolling chair in front of the table and then began to lightly swivel himself around. The young man would never tell Tamahome that he did such a thing, the other would never let him hear the end of it if he did. "That thing one does where they go and do something useful for someone else for the thing called money." The demeaning way in which Syn spoke wasn't missed by the nameless dragon-half and to show his displeasure the hybrid let out a rolling rumble from his lips, of which went completely ignored by the human.

"After all, you're going to have to work to pay for food and such other items while you stay with me." That made the bronzed dragon-half halt his annoyed rumbling in favor of staring at his cousin somewhat ashamedly. "What?" Syn cocked his head to the side in a somewhat adorable manner as he continued to speak to his relative. "You didn't think I was putting you up for free, did you?"

"I..." The hybrid bit his lower lip, his eyes downcast as he hadn't thought over the particulars behind his living arrangements.

"I don't do charity, so you're going to have to earn your keep around my pad." Syn watched his cousin with a careful gleam in eyes. He was curious as to what the other would do and/or say.

"I understand." The unnamed draconic youth stated, his head raised up and his amber eyes shining with determination that put a smile on Syn's face.

'Guess he's not just a pretty thing, after all.' The human wasn't sure of the mental fortitude of his relative, having never once crossed the other up until today. However, all dragons were known for being strong willed, in their own right, and in seeing the fire burning within the other's eyes Syn was sure that things would work out well with...

"What's your full name, by the way?" The pale skinned youth played off the fact that he had totally forgotten to get his cousin's name from his uncle, the other having said it once or twice, but this was a good way for them to begin building a bridge between each other. At least, that's what Syn thought as he pulled out a small file from the desk he was seated at, an application form for which he had drawn up after agreeing to let the other young man come and stay with him.

"Oh, it's, Drice Paragon." Drice said, his mind taken for a slight loop that his own relative had had to just ask him that.

"Alright then, Drice." Syn slid the forms over to the edge of the desk where the dragon hybrid stood along with a pencil. "Fill out this form so I can get you put into the employee system today." That was one of the reasons why Syn had made Lance drive them out here and to check on Tamahome, the latter whom just so happened to have come in today even though it was technically his day off.

'Workaholic,' Syn thought as he recalled how he really needed to set the other man up on another blind date. The last one hadn't ended so well after the older dragon had ended up leaving his date, who just happened to be a somewhat twink looking elf, the kind the black dragon loved to dominate, behind when a sudden accident in the warehouse had caught his attention via a tv news broadcast. 'Tamahome really needs to get a boyfriend,' Syn sighed as he watched Drice fill out the documents in front of him, the flow of the other's scrawl made the human chuckle underneath his breath as it was very beautiful, if somewhat old fashioned.

'Maybe Tamahome would like to take Drice out?' Figuring that the two would have more in common than he and Drice would, with the two being more alike in species, Syn made a mental note to set the two of them alone together sometime next week when Tamahome had time off. 'That should give me more than enough time to 'sample' him,' the teenager though somewhat pervertedly as he could just imagine his cousin bouncing up and down on his lap while the two of them were at home playing some random game or another.

'He does look like he could be very flexible,' Syn felt his loin begin to thicken at the thought of having the other, spread out onto his futon, the red fall of the dragon hybrid's hair spilled out around him as his pale form draped over the bronze youth's slim forth. The visual of him with Drice's toned legs up and around his shoulders, the dragon half panting and screaming as he pushed his shaft inside of the other's tight little tailhole, the moans bouncing across the walls and into the neighborhood, made Syn actually reach down to rub at his constrained phallus. 'Wonder if he's ever been penetrated before?' Syn felt a low growl bubble up out of his throat, something for which he thought he had gotten control over, as he imagined someone else other than him plowing into the fertile depths of his cousin's backside.

'If I plan to set him up with Tamahome I'm going to HAVE to have him before the other man,' While he respected the black dragon above all other men in his life, there were just some things that Syn was not willing to give up to the older reptile, at least, not without a hard won fight.

"I-I'm done," Drice said as he watched his cousin glare at him in a way which made his face heat up.

"Not yet you aren't," Syn sneered, his eyes narrowing to the point where it looked as though he were about to close his lids in readiness to sleep before opening them wide to reveal glowing amber pools.

"Huh?" That made the pale skinned youth blink and then shake his head wildly.

"I meant that," Syn coughed, trying to control is raging blood as it cried out for satisfaction. "You still have to go through a trial basis before I let you work here full-time." the pale skinned businessman watched the dragon-half lower his pretty mouth in preparation to ask something, but the other cut him off before he could, "I'm not going to show you favoritism just because we're related, that's not how I run this operation." Syn shook his head and then continued with his speech. "You work here based on how well you fit into the machine. You prove useless, I throw you out, bottomline." Drice shrunk a little at that and Syn decided to take a little bit of pity on the other. "However, there's bound to be something you're good at that I can use, so we'll start you out on a trial day after tomorrow. That should give you enough time to get settled in and everything."

The dragon hybrid nodded slowly as he looked up with a small sigh.

'I hope this works out,' Drice through.

'If he doesn't do something at least halfway decently around here, I'm going to give his ass to Mareno.' That made a chuckle slip from the human's throat as he just imagined what the other man would do to his cousin. 'Nah, better not. That would be too cruel and unusual.' The snicker that the pale skinned youth let out made a veil of confusion drop over Drice's face, the draconic youth's left eyebrow raised ever so slightly.

"Never mind, anyway, just go out and have a look around while I take care of filing this into the computer." Syn said with a wave of his hand as he swiveled away from his cousin. "Don't get into anybody's way, and if you see Tamahome, tell him you're the 'new guy'. He'll know what that means." At that, Drice felt as though he were being dismissed and quickly shuffled his way out of the small office down the side stairs.

The red haired hybrid would never know that in turning away from him over to a lone computer monitor, Syn casually shifted several cameras over to follow the dragon-half throughout the building while at the same time he gently eased the zipper of his pants down to let his more than plentiful girth spill out into his hand. If nothing else, the long, turgid piece of flesh which the pale skinned boy rolled across his palm proved that somewhere up the family tree Syn had a dragon in his bloodstream.

'Ohh yeah,' The business youth muttered as he watched Drice awkwardly make his way through the warehouse until he got to where an annoyed Tamahome was busy chewing someone out. The sight of the smaller man, his tail tucked in between his legs as the black dragon snapped around to shout at him, wings folded against his back somewhat fearfully, all served to make Syn quite aroused as he imagined burying himself into the tight form of the dragon half's rump, his ample girth spreading the other wide as his apple sized balls smacked into the bronzed rump of the other, spanking him in a way Syn probably would later on anyway before he creamed himself inside of that delectable rump.

'Maybe if I'm lucky, Tamahome and I can have another fun night together to break in that ass,' The memory of him and the older man sharing Lance between them, the hot bunny boy squirming and yelling while drool dribbled down the side of his mouth as he begged the others to stop, made for a very fun memory.

Watching as Tamahome grumbled and then sighed before taking the smaller dragon-half under his arm to show him around, Syn could definitely imagine that happening.

'And soon, I hope,' The boy millionaire groaned before he arched as the first shot of pre-come burst out of the head of his cock and onto the computer monitor in front of him.

The ride home for Syn was somewhat uncomfortable since the human had had to stuff his unsatisfied cock back into his pants after getting a text from Lance that he was outside with food. Knowing that the lapin boy would make him walk home if he left their evening meal get cold again, something for which Syn had not been too thrilled about the first time it had happened some several years ago when the two had first met, the human grumbled as he felt his balls throb indignantly with need.

'Yeah, yeah.' Syn snorted before clutching his teeth together, gnashing his teeth so tight that they threatened to crack. 'I'll get to you guys later, just shut up for now,' A twinge of repressed arousal coursed through the young man before he felt his blood start to cool off.

Making his way out from his office, Syn marched over to where Drice was busy listening to one of the warehouse workers tell him about...something or another, the pale skinned youth placing a finger to his lips to keep the red dragon in the black cargo pants silent before he wrapped both hands around the bronzed hybrid's body. As expected, the half-dragon yipped and then jumped to the sky, his tiny wings fluttering like mad to give him extra added altitude, only to be forcibly brought back down to earth by the unrelenting arms which held tightly onto his slim frame.

"Time to go, Drice," Syn whispered into the dragon-half's pointed ear, his wet tongue sliding along the shell as he did so.

The red dragon in front of the pair snickered before turning and waving his hand. Walking away a second later, the larger dragon failed to see how desperate Drice was to call him back over as a pale hand reached down for the hybrid's leather covered crotch, deft fingers rolling the plump mound within as Syn growled and then placed a small nip alongside his cousin's throat. An unsteady moan made several heads turn in the direction of the two boys, many eyes twinkled in delight at the spectacle of the boss having his usual fun with the newbie. When Syn began to grind his still uncomfortably full groin into the dragon-half's taunt rump, the plentiful mounds almost wiggling as Drice's four foot tail moved up and then over onto the human's left shoulder in an obvious sign of want, Syn could barely stop himself as he traced his fingers down the line of the subby hybrid's chest, his nails threatening to break apart the black material covering his relative's form as the pale skinned youth's nail began to turn black and then curl outwards.

None of the employees present bothered to hide their obvious gawking as many of them turned to watch how their employer had his way with the twink looking halfling. Amber eyes slid to half mast while overly full lips began to pucker as the human trailed his claws down...down...down the front of Drice's leather top before clenching down onto the round orbs which looked to be pulsing between the hybrid's legs. A sure sign that any dragon was ready to mate was either their tails would flag upwards, exposing their hidden depths to their partners, something which had already happened with the bronzed skinned hybrid as the tip of his red striped appendage wagged incessantly over across the pale skinned boy's shoulder. Or, their testicles would begin to pulse and then swell, for the males, while a female's nethers would bulge outwards, her nether lips thickening as her blood began to heat and then pool in between her legs.

So at seeing the young hybrid's legs begin to part as his skin tight black leather one piece start to fill outwards many of the males felt their own arousals begin to thicken in between their legs as various phalluses rose up to salute the young human showing the obvious submissive male his place.

A boisterous, not to mention dramatic, cough made several heads turn to see a slightly incensed looking lapin standing at the front door of the warehouse, the floppy eared male's left foot tapping at the ground in rapid motions in an obvious sign of displeasure. Syn sneered at the bunny man, his eyes glowering dark and dangerous into the other's direction as his long tongue slithered out and across the flushed skin of Drice's throat. The small beads of sweat that were collected by the serpentine looking appendage were not missed by any as several knowing nods passed through the draconic workers still ambling around the room.

"Lance brought food, so we're going to head home to eat," It wasn't so much the words being spoken that made Drice shudder, but how they came out as the low husky rumble that whispered across the halfling's ears made the dragon-half buck backwards before thrusting himself forward as he felt his kin place another teasing bite onto his shoulder blade. The startled 'meep' that the smaller male let out brought a chuckle of rampant delight to Syn's face as he pulled back from his cousin to step over to where Lance was still snarling at him.

"Must you be such a prissy bitch?" Syn asked as he stepped up to his flatmate/lover.

The fist the pale skinned youth received to the face made several jaws drop as the entire room went dead silent upon seeing their employer's head snap to the side. Tamahome, too, found himself stunned as he blinked wide eyes at the audacity of the white lapin. However, the silence soon became replaced with loud laughter as the workers watched their boss slowly turn his head back to look at the still fuming young lapin and then chuckle at him darkly. Drice was completely confused as he watched what happened next.

"Bad bunny," Syn chidded before ducked down to sweep the rabbit's feet out from underneath him, causing the other to fall back onto his butt. When next the lapin male blinked he found himself gaping in awe as Syn reached out and then grabbed the back of his head to crush the white haired youth's face into his crotch. Lance struggled like crazy as he flailed around while trying to get in untainted air, but when the clawed hand at the back of his scalp began to dig furrows into his skin the rabbit ceased his incessant movements. He knew what it meant when his boyfriend's claws came out and the restless shiver showed that that was a lesson that wouldn't have to be repeated...today at least.

"I know you're feeling the need, bunny, but you're going to have to wait until we get home before I can give you what you really want." Syn's voice was literally dripping with promised violence, though thankfully not the kind which the lapin would need bandages for later, as the young human never did anything...like that to him when he was angry. Rather, the kind of violence Lance would receive would be the kind which would leave his stomach bloated, his tailhole broken, and his eyes watering from when the older boy would ravage him in some of the most erotic ways imaginable.

"Now, just be good and wait until we get home," Syn's words made the rabbit's ears twitch and his fluffy tail shake against the cold concrete of the warehouse as the human drug the other's face against his cloth several times before pulling the other back to bodily lift him up. "Ok?" Syn added as he brushed the wrinkles out of his roommate's shirt, snapping his fingers in front of the zonked out lapin's face to get the other's attention.

Shaking his head, Lance looked down at his flatmate, then up to where Drice was still standing, his legs pressed together somewhat unsurely as the bronze skinned hybrid twisted and turned in an exaggerated show of shyness, before turning and then walking off in a huff. "Whatever," The white haired youth threw behind him as he bumped his rump up against the air to show off his jean covered ass.

"Oh well," Syn said, his head shaking in bemusement as he did so. "Coming, Drice?" The young man asked as he threw his head behind him.

"Uh...yeah?" The young hybrid quickly sauntered up to where his cousin was, unsure of what to say and do as he looked from where the shrinking form of Lance was busy trying to stuff himself into his unassuming car.

"Good boy," The pale skinned youth said as he threw his arm over his relative's shoulder, the heavy weight of his hold forcing Drice into Syn's chest, before the black haired human began to walk the two of them out of the warehouse. "I'm leaving it to you, Tamahome." Syn threw back over his shoulder.

"Right." The black dragon shouted his reply before roaring at everyone else to get back to work.

The ride back through the city was as silent as a funeral march. Not that this seemed to be a problem for either Syn or Lance as the two boys had their faces turned away from each other, Syn with his looking out the window at the grey sky looming up above his head, while Lance continued to focus on the crowded streets which were growing busier all around him. Drice, meanwhile, tried to shrink himself as far as he could back into his seat, his confusion and awe at the events that had just transpired leaving the half-dragon in a mild daze as he tried not to mind his aching testicles filling up the insides of the his leather one piece.

A good thing to note about male dragons was that, when not aroused, their balls remained pliant in between their legs, however, if left in a state of arousal for too long without receiving relief, many dragons had a tendency to go a little bit funny in the head. Usually causing them to do things that they would later come to regret, such as offer their asses to the nearest male closest to them, or otherwise stick their cock up the nearest receptacle for which they could get their hands on, depending on the personality of the draconic male in question. For hybrid, though, it usually meant that they were left with pent up frustrations, the likes of which made them somewhat desperate and needy. More than once had a halfling found himself made into a slave for an opportunistic individual after they trapped a hybrid within a perpetual state of sexual unfulfillment. With the male's, that usually meant having their cocks trapped in metallic cages and their balls pulled down from their groins, via specially made straps which would commonly be attached to vibrating probes or stimulators.

For Drice, his case was a little more...special as the dragon-half had the ability to become slick back around the area of where his tailhole was. A fact which had made wearing regular clothing something of a disadvantage as the young hybrid would be left with large, musky stains back around his rump area whenever he got up. Many a times he had awoke in the night with his bed stinking of his potent musk, his sheets wet with sweat from whatever erotic dream he had had that night, only to have his father come in and then...

Drice shuddered as he didn't want to even think about it. Those days when his sire would go out for a week or two on end, leaving the other to deal with his body's unusual form of sexual excitement, was something the young hybrid often prayed for. It didn't help that he had to do the wash a lot, what with his sheet growing so pungent with his hot scent that it often have Drice a slight headache. Thankfully though, the bronze skinned male was no stranger to washing his clothes by hand, the lake that ran out back behind his family's country house being a place of refuge for the halfling.

In his musing, Drice missed how many streets Lance had passed, the lapin driving almost ten miles above the speed limit as he sought to get home before their food could get cold. So it came as somewhat of a shock to the hybrid when,

"Hey!" Drice jumped and then turned to find Syn with a white bag in his hand standing in front of the opened back door of Lance's vehicle. "We're home. Get out and get inside already." The pale skinned boy didn't say anymore after seeing the acknowledgement in his cousin's amber orbs, his own brown eyes turning to regard the upscale neighborhood in which he and his roommate lived.

Pulling himself out from the back seat, Drice found himself somewhat astonished by how pristine the area in which his cousin lived was. All around neat little rows of gardens were laid out with many creatures, some human, the rest not, ambled around while walking down the immaculate sidewalks which looked freshly swept. With the exception of the darkening sky up above them, the neighborhood looked almost like what people would expect paradise to be like.

"You live here?" Amber eyes blinked before Drice waved as the older elfin couple which giggled before unabashedly reciprocating the dragon-half's gesture.

"No, I'm just using this place as a halfway house for runaways, I actually live in the broken down dump three miles over," That made Drice whip his head around to stare aghast at his cousin.

"Wow, you actually believe that," The human chuckled as he turned to look at the other before poking the hybrid in the head with a finger. "Of course I live here, why else would we be here, Drice?" A tilt of a single black eyebrow to the heavens put emphasis on the question, something for which the dragon-half could only blush shyly over.

"I-I'm sorry, that was dumb, I know."

"Yeah, it was," Syn said before he turned and walked over to the open door of the house, Lance having left the entry accessible for the straggling pair. "But then again, I can't help that you're from the boonies and all." the human said with a snicker exciting an angry glare from the bronzed hybrid.

"Well some of us can't be so fortunate, now can we?" Drice's tail beat the ground underneath his feet as he followed his relative, shutting the door of the car behind him with a hoof as he did so.

"Well, you could always sell you ass down on Bronson and 5th, I heard the bears down there pay a fortune to tap a dragon."

"No thanks, I have standards," Drice had no idea where all of this was coming from as he followed his cousin inside of the plush living area to which the human and lapin lived. The surroundings served to make the hybrid feel very at ease as he noted that there was a specially made incense burning in holders strategically placed around the room while the gentle hum of the air conditioning unit ran throughout the house, cooling off Drice's slightly sweating skin.

"Oh really?" Syn questioned, his words coming out in such a teasing manner that they couldn't be anything less than a taunt. "Do tell," The young human placed the bag in his hand down onto the kitchen counter, of which stood between the stainless steel stove and refrigerator, all the while having his back turned to the dragon he was teasing.

So, of course, Syn was not prepared to find himself flipped around by an unassumingly strong pair of hands, and then have his lips crushed into that of his cousin's. The first touch of his tongue against the other youth's, the hybrid's muscular organ trailing throughout his mouth, dipping down and around the backside of his somewhat sharpened molars, served to excite Syn in a way for which made what happened next to be expected.

Drice yelped as he was pulled back from the human's mouth, a string of drool snapping in between them from where their opened mouths hung open, and then tossed down onto the floor of the kitchen, his smaller form landing on his tail before he was made to yelp as his legs were pulled up over across his kin's shoulders.

"Slut," Syn chuckled, his eyes glowing like the flames of a summer bonfire as he brought himself down on top of the dragon-half, his swollen crotch nearly exploding as the excited youth began to pump himself into the moaning hybrid beneath him. "We fuck when I say so, not when you feel ready," Syn growled as he leaned down to take the whimpering dragon's slim neck in between his jaws, holding the other tightly as he humped into the pliant body beneath him.

The sweat soaked scent of both of their bodies, still hot from the heat from outside, filled the medium sized kitchenette along with the pungent odor of the incense wafting about the house, turning the air into a miasma of male stink which only served to make the two boys even more amorous as they ground into each other like crazy. Fangs lengthening to prick into the flesh of Drice's throat, neither boy noticed how the pale skinned male's skin began to darkened to a deep tan, the muscles of his arms thickening and then bulging as they grew dense while at the same time Syn's calves plumped with flesh and his shoes began to stretch to the limit as the threads holding them together met their limit. Darkened fingernails ground into the tile of the floor underneath them, chipping as black claws raked across the material while Syn continued to rut himself into his cousin. A long serpentine tongue slipped out and down the side of Drice's neck, scooping away the tasty little gems of sweat pressing out from the dragon-half's skin as it did so.

When the dragon-half let out a startled croon of pleasure, his backside becoming slick enough that his tail began to actually slap audibly against the floor in an obvious sign of need, Syn grunted and pulled himself off of the other without a word being spoken. Drice had just enough time to watch his cousin shake himself like a dog haven gotten an unwanted bath, before he found himself staring up into the smiling face of his smug relative.

"And right now I'm more hungry than horny, so you're going to have to wait." With that, Syn turned, pulled out a white container filled with unknown food and then walked out of the kitchen, a happy skip in his step as he did so.

It actually took Drice a moment to realize what just happened, his brain and body shouting their indignation at being so denied, before the dragon-half turned his head to look around him to survey the damage which had been done.

'He really is a...'

"Hey, if you're not going to eat your food, I'm going to take it." Syn called from where he was busy sitting on the floor of the living which stood adjacent to the kitchen. The thought of his dinner being gobbled up by his greed kin made the dragon-half yelp before he quickly snapped himself up and then went to go grab his meal of the evening. Around the corner in the hallway a furious lapin was busy trying not to swear as he turned to go to the bathroom.

Evening found everyone lounging together in front of the wide screen tv, laughter spilling out across the air as the three boys watched some program which had something to do with a young detective telling off her partner, a dog eared man wearing a thong and leather harness, who had been captured by the syndicate the detective was working to try to bring down. The fact that the man had been stripped, trussed up, and then sexually humiliated by having various objects inserted into his tailhole, his black tail having been tied to the back of the man's harness via a small clip and rope, was totally missed by the female detective as she went over protocol of how a top class investigator was supposed to handle situations like this. The red gag stopped the dog-eared man from saying much as he stared at the audience with an incredulous look on his face.

"Oh man," Syn snickered, his voice nearly breaking up as he tried to talk over his laughter. "I never get tired of seeing these two get into situations like this." The television program was geared to younger gay males to point out how one needed to be aware of the dangers of being repressed about their sexuality was, as it often led them to situations where they needed to accept that hidden part of themselves, or else they would be made helpless by their repressed desires. In the case of the show in question, usually it was by way of the dog eared man, whose name was Kurt, being subjected to humiliating sexual punishments, often by bad guys who found him to be...adorable, as stated by a certain crocodilian alien who happened to routinely come from his homeworld to annoy Kurt.

The woman in question, Amelia, a hard nosed gumshoe who was a master when it came to solving crimes and figuring out problems, chided her partner time and again about his continuous bad luck, saying that he should really get a bodyguard to keep things like this from happening to him. The irony of the heroine being that, for all her genius when it came to seeing the obvious, she refused to see that Kurt, her on again - off again boyfriend, was actually a closeted homosexual. Mostly because she herself was too proud to admit that she preferred the fairer sex, as noted throughout the show by her openness with her female colleagues and her next door neighbor, a happy-go-lucky collie anthromorph who happened to be bisexual herself.

"You just like seeing anyone, not yourself, get told off, Syn," Lance said as he turned to stick his tongue out at the other boy.

"Hmm, perhaps," The pale skinned youth slowly crawled over to where his lover was sitting, never minding the fact that he had to move over Drice as he did so. "But then again, I also like how Kurt always finds himself getting bound and gagged like a good like puppy," Pressing his face into the lapin's button nose, the black haired youth let out a hot purr as he continued to speak, "I bet I could make you into an even sexier puppy, though, Lance. You'd like that, wouldn't you?" Syn licked the end of his roommate's nose, watching as it twitched in that adorable way a rabbit's would when startled before pulling back to stare deep into the other's eyes.

"I...I..." Lance turned his head to side, the bridge of his nose growing crimson. "I'm not your bitch!" Rage swam into the other's eyes as he snapped his emerald gaze back to Syn's own brown orbs.

"I never said you were, I said I could make you into a sexy puppy," the human grumbled as he leaned his head down to take a sniff at the white haired youth's shuddering Adam's apple. "Besides, you know I don't like bitches," A nip at the lapin's throat sent Lance skyward as the tan skinned bunny jumped and then flopped back down onto the sofa the three of them were seated on.

Meanwhile, Drice found himself very confused as he tried to think over what he should do in a situation like this with his cousin's firm rump laid bare on top of his legs as the other boy was. With the pale skinned youth having decided that all three of them should be naked for the evening, what with him turning off the A/C to save on the bill, Syn found himself giddy with delight as he watched his friend and cousin squirm as they watched the tv program he had selected for this evening.

"No thank you!" Lance said before he lifted himself up to shove the larger boy off and to the ground. Thankfully dinner had already been eaten and thrown away so there was only carpet for Syn's back to meet as he yelped and then met the floor. "My turn to decide what to watch next." Lance stated as per the rules of the house that every hour they were up someone could change the tv to whatever they wanted in shifting cycles. With the show they were watching going off, Amelia getting Kurt down from the sling he was trapped in, though leaving the harness and butt plug inside of the other man, for evidence she the detective had suggested, that meant that it was almost nine thirty and time for one of the lapin's nightly animations to start.

"Hey, we weren't finished with this conversation!" Syn shouted from where he lay at both other boy's feet.

"Quiet, you," Lance said as he lifted one of his paws to press his soft sole into the other youth's face, something for which Syn muttered indignantly over as he squirmed along the ground. "Aether Stories is about to start!'' The lapin moved his other foot over to his boyfriend's crotch, rubbing the bulge therein to silence the rampant grumbles of injustice coming from the larger boy before turning to wink at Drice.

The dragon hybrid blinked, a small smile appearing on his face before he nodded and then settled himself back to watch the story about a young girl, her avian companion, and two fraternal twin brothers go off to save the world.

That was how Syn found himself for the next hour and a half, the show running longer because of a special extended episode acting as a filler since the animation was going to be on hold for the rest of the summer while the voice actors took a break. To Drice it all seemed so...normal. Like something out of one of the sitcoms which he often heard other people talking about. Three boys living under one roof, all of them just being who they were trying to make it through the day living off of takeout and rootbeer.

Yet when the show ended and everyone retired to their shared room, things quickly turned from playful to erotic as Syn decided to pay his boyfriend back for his little stunt earlier.

"Bad bunny," the human admonished his lover as he grabbed the other youth's hands, folding the lapin's arms behind his back as he did so, before growling and then carrying the other up to their bedroom. "Gonna make you pay for embarrassing me today," Lance shivered and moaned as blunt teeth found their way onto his neck, biting down just hard enough to threaten the tanned flesh without actually breaking through the soft meat.

"Gonna fuck you all night long while Drice watches just to show you why I'm the leader around here," Syn said as he drug his roommate over to their futon, forcing the other down to his knees as he did so, before spinning the white haired youth around. "Gonna make you scream, bunny." The pale skinned boy whispered, watching in delight as his lover nodded, tears in the lapin's green eyes. "Suck me, rabbit," Lance did so without having to be told twice, nuzzling his boyfriend's musky crotch, licking over the patch of dark hair which rested up above that wonderfully masculine piece of flesh, before dipping his head down to kiss the mushroom headed tip. The pale youth was a shower instead of a grower so there was little difference in how his cock was when it was hard compared to when it was soft.

"Open wide and saw 'ahh', bunny," was the only warning Syn gave before he took his lover's white hair into his hands and then slid his pulsating phallus in between the lapin's open jaws.

Drice's eyes nearly popped out of his head as he watched his cousin bury his long shaft into the unprepared mouth belonging to the other boy. The look of frustration and bliss burning inside of Lance's eyes showed clear, despite the darkness of the room.

To see his kin, face tipped towards the ceiling, mouth hung open wide enough to let his tongue spill out while his hips danced forward into Lance's face, forcing the white haired youth to choke on his slightly swelling dick, was something the dragon-half never expected to actually see, despite the numerous threats the pale skinned boy had sworn throughout the day. When the dominant male's hips pressed flush into the rabbit's mouth, his oversized balls writhing against the underside of the other's chin as he began to slowly hump his way through the submissive boy's throat, Drice though he would cream himself right there in the middle of the sleeping area as his own cock began to grow long up the side of his belly towards his navel.

Back behind the dragon's backside, Drice felt the familiar feelings of his tailhole begin to exude the slimy secretion for which he always leaked whenever he got excited. Curling his tail up and in between his legs to keep from making a mess of things, the dragon-half wasn't ready to feel his balls begin to swell as he watched his cousin begin to thoroughly ravish the throat of the smaller rabbit. At a full length of some fourteen inches long, Syn had more than enough cock to choke a person with, as was evident by how Lance's throat literally bulged as the other male tried his best to suck and slurp his mouth around the hardened shaft which looked to suffocate him.

It was an amazing sight to see for Drice as he watched his cousin's hips pushing back and forth, the other's upper form twitching as though he were being trying to hold back something incredible from bursting free from himself, feet pulling up from off of the ground as his heel extended upwards as he grew some extra inches in height. The crescent moon outside, cold and clean in its illumination as it bathed the world in white light, shone with the same intensity as the dragon hybrid as his amber eyes ate up the radiance while watching his kin fuck the boy in front of him. When Syn turned to look at him, Drice found himself taking a step back as he gazed upon the hard features belonging to the other youth grow even more wicked as the pale skin belonging to his cousin turned dark.

A wink caused the dragon-half to just as Syn nodded for him to turn down and then look at what was happening. Drice swallowed, his throat going just a little bit dry as he turned his amber orbs down to watch his cousin pull his turgid phallus out from the rabbit's throat, the length which was slick with wet strings of drool, before thrusting himself forward into the moaning rabbit. Another exaggerated exit from the lapin's throat followed with a hard smack of Syn's groin into Lance's nose, the human boy snorting like a true dragon as he ground his hips into his submissive lover's face, possibly suffocating the other with his sweaty, musk coated thighs. When Syn began to shuffle his hips back and forth, he turned and then nodded for his cousin to come over to him.

Drice was unsure, as he had never known a dragon to invite another in on their playtime when they were so obviously focused on what they were doing, but a hiss from Syn made him move his butt over quickly, lest he upset the other. Once he was next to his kin, the bronzed skinned youth found himself captured into a powerful kiss as the larger boy wrapped his arms around the dragon-half, never once breaking stride from where he was bucking his hips forward into Lance's sucking face. The taste of his cousin's tongue once again filling up his mouth made Drice lower his tail from in between his legs, small dribbles of clear fluid dripping down onto the ground as he did so, before he nuzzled and kissed back against the other with growing fervor.

Down below, Lance had his hands wrapped around his boyfriend's waist, hugging the other's torso into his face as he tried to keep the other inside of his throat. The exotic taste of Syn's pre-come was always a treat for the submissive bunny, and in feel the the hot slick substance drizzle down into his belly, the lapin felt the entire world become warm and encompassing as his brain were intoxicated with the potent chemicals which made up the human's strange nectar. Bobbing his head back and forth, twisting and turning his lips like a corkscrew along a champagne bottle, Lance breathed through his nose as best he could as he opened his mouth wide before stuffing his boyfriend's cock completely down his throat. The tip of the long phallus actually touched his stomach as it continued to throb and then pulse with fluid.

Syn broke his kiss with Drice as he roared out a cry loud enough to shake the fixtures in the next house over. Reaching down to give his apple sized orbs a quick squeeze, the human let out another soulful shout as he began to pump his sticky cum into his lover's belly. Drice jumped at the sound and then gasped as he watched his cousin's face press out into a dragon's muzzle, the tip of which was jet black with a red stripe over the scales of his nostrils. Amber eyes watched in awe as golden eyes encompassed the entirety of Syn's iries, the hot stare which his kin sent his way showing him without words that the human side of his cousin was nowhere to be found as the draconic youth's blood boiled underneath his skin, turning his flesh a darker brown than Drice's own as he continued to unload his balls into his boyfriend's belly.

"Surprise," Syn said, his voice chuckling with a dark husk as he reached down and then drove two of his fingers into the dragon-half's oozing ass. The thick digits, having grown the same as the rest of the younger man, spread Drice wide as the strange hybrid human-dragon creature in front of the bronzed dragon-half scissored his fingers through the dark recesses of the blushing male's backside. "Probably should have told you about this, but whatever," Syn shrugged as he continued to fill his lover with the last drops of his ball's contents while at the same time searching for the spot inside of his cousin which would send the other into the throes of ecstasy. "You're going to get a chance to feel what it's like to have me inside of you, both throat and tail, in the days to come, so don't worry about it."

Drice could say nothing as he moaned and then yipped as shivers overtook his form. Syn had found the place inside of him. Having been pent up all day long, what from the teasing of his cousin and his boyfriend showing off, to the incident in the kitchen earlier today, Drice was more than ready to pop as his body sent all the right signals up to his brain. When Syn had finished with Lance he slowly pulled his cum stained cock

out from the little bunny's throat, his seed having backed up around his shaft from where it filled up his lover's throat. Thinking that they were done, Lance whimpered as he watched his boyfriend's shaft slip fully from his lips, but before he could opened his mouth to whine the lapin found himself getting caught into the face by a deluge of spraying white dragon seed as Drice arched and then came hard. The bronzed dragon's tailhole snapped vice tight around Syn's fingers, hugging the still rolling digits around in an attempt to get them to stop their restless movements, but to no avail.

This only left the dragon-half with one thing to do and that was to cum and cum and cum some more as he painted the bunny in front of him white. The lapin seemed not to mind this though, as he flipped his long ears up and down while rolling his tongue out to lap at the cum flowing down his face onto the floor. The splattering of milky fluids hitting the mat underneath them was only matched by the ribbons of musk and heat that poured out and down around Syn's arm as Drice just let himself go. Lance, for his part, merely turned and opened his mouth as he took in all the other boy had to give him. Wings flutters, tail raised up fully, and eyes clenched shut tight enough that it looked like the dragon-half was in pain, Syn watched as his beautiful cousin experienced the pure pleasure of what it was like to release the pressure that was stored in a man's nuts as roared to the sky, the same as the draconic-looking youth had done just seconds prior.

"Going to love seeing you sucking on yourself when I cum in you like that, Drice." Syn whispered as he watched his kin slowly taper off his rushing flow of seed. "You're going to drip from this hole so much that it's going to look like a used cunt by the time I've through with you." The dark skinned dragon-like boy rumbled as he pulled his soaked hand out from his cousin's tailhole, brought it up to his nose and then chuckled. "Yeah, going to love teasing you, tasting you," Syn licked his serpentine hand around his fingers, his eyes growing bright from the flavor dripping over his buds, "having you as my lover the same as all my other boys."

Drice hissed at that, his head turning as he looked at his cousin with a hard look that made Syn's smile turn into a black sneer.

"Mine! My kin!" Drice shouted, his words taking on a deathly tone as he lost his rational to primal need.

Syn's response was the same as any other dragon male whose authority was being tested.

"No, mine!" Grabbing the other around the neck with a hand tipped with dangerous claws, Syn crushed his kin's mouth into his own, sucking the very air out from the other's throat as he showed the dragon-half just why he was the leader of his brood.

The wagging of Drice's tail showed how much the younger boy enjoyed this action, and also how much he would come to accept his cousin's lustful advances in the future to come as there would indeed be many times when the normally pale skinned youth would dominate other boys, both with and without Drice's knowing.

Meanwhile, down below, Lance looked on happily as he twitched his cute little nose while slurping his tongue out against the side of his lips, trying his best to get the last few musky drop of salty male sap which off the edge of his mouth, never minding the fact that his entire body was liberally coated in the white stuff. Beady green eyes would have revealed that the bunny boy was currently on autopilot as he chirped and moaned while drowned in the flavor that were the mixed juices of the two draconic males above him. A stray hand reached out to pat the lapin onto the head, the squishy sound that emanated from this action served to make one of the dragon boys laugh, more than likely Syn, however, Lance couldn't be sure as the darkness of the room hid much from his dilated eyes.

When the hand on his head brought his face into the crux of one of the draconic male's legs, Lance realized, with what little function he could get out of his satisfied brain, that he really didn't care.