Inflated for Lust

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Two Dragons and an Air Pump

Mike and Savon, well... They were two dragons who had been together for a long time. Three years, in fact, though that was a length of time that could be seen as long to some and short for others. To them, it felt like the longest time ever, considering too that it was the longest relationship that either of them had been in before, both male dragons in their late twenties. They laughed, jostling and pushing each other gently in the pool house, water dripping from a leaky pipe that Mike had said, for a long time, that he was going to fix, but never seemed to happen.

"Come on!"

"I'm going first!"

The drakes fought playfully, though Savon came out on top, pushing away Mike, his periwinkle blue scales gleaming in the dim light. The light down there too was something that Mike was supposed to fix, but as much as Savon loved him both thought that that was very much not something that was actually going to happen. Mike was darker scaled than him, black with grey stripes curving around his sides from his back, grey plate scales, like those of a stegosaurus from times long, long gone by, running down his back, from the base of his neck. He was often teased about those still, though it was only Savon who knew how sensitive he was about them.

"Come on, darling..."

Savon kissed Mike gently on the nose, offering him the hose for the air pump, which was used to pump up their inflatables for the pool that they had finally managed to put in around the back of their house. It was a dream of theirs to have it, something that they had both wanted even before they'd come together, but it had only been after taking the plunge to move in together, bobbing in unfamiliar waters, that the two dragons had finally gotten the sunny home and dream that they wanted so badly.

Mike grinned and shuffled his feet, though the dragons were lightly dressed, scales prickling with need, even though they could not physically sweat. No, that was why they had needed the pool to cool down during the hot summers, half of it shaded for extra cool, the only way that their kind of dragon could, at the very least, take a touch of the heat out of their bodies.

"You sure, hon? I don't want to impose..."

The dragons could be said to be on the shyer side, even with the partner that had already known the other for so long. Mike nuzzled into Savon's neck, making the slightly shorter dragon squeak and wriggle away, but he had his tail wrapped around Savon's to keep him in place, wanting him close, their hearts pounding. Their hearts beat more and more quickly, practically leaping out through their chests, backing up to the hose, though they were already more than scantily dressed for it.

Turning the tables, Savon cheekily pinned Mike back, even though his lover could have gotten out of the pin at any moment, if that was what he'd wanted to do. It was just too good, so very good, to crush his lips passionately up against those of his boyfriend, kissing him deeply, locking jaws with him, tongues tangling and twisting together. And, oh, they had a lot of tongue to go around there, twirling around one another lustfully and sloppily, saliva light in their maws, though they would not have stopped, even if things had been a side messier still than they were.

"Mmm..."

"God, I love you so much..."

"Right back atcha, hon..."

It was Mike, however, who was to face the inflation tank first, what they had cheekily branded it as with a sticker they'd purchased just for those with the kink that they shared. The drake wore only his swim trunks, backing up to the tank, blushing furiously, though Savon was in charge, if only for the moment. He was the only one, when they needed one to guide and one to enjoy, who could lead Mike gently in, the black dragon bent over lightly with his tail raised, his backside pushed up.

"Go on..." Mike squeaked, wriggling, feeling less bold and brave than he would have normally. "I want to... Ohhh... You're going to fill me up really big, aren't you?"

He could barely get his words out, he was that excited, though to have a hose pushed into his tail hole, the end lubricated with a little petroleum jelly, was a delight that he would have ground back on any day. He would have done it all on his own if he had been able to, moaning and grunting the whole time, but it was more alluring to have Savon there with him, his kinky little partner guiding him back.

"Harder, sweetie... It's got to push deeper."

Grunts and squeaks were all Mike got out, however, swim trunks around his knees, his cock swelling from the slit of his sheath, a very small one, at his crotch. His testis were held internally in a light sack of scaled flesh, though the roundness of them drew the eye and the hand - if that was what the two dragons were into at that time.

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Rrrrrrrrrrcchhhhhhrrrrrrr!

The inflation machine roared to life as Mike ground back, panting and heaving, though there was only one place for the resulting air to go up inside him. His backside strained and ached, though he was more than used to taking the hose and, of course, his boyfriend's cock, air rushing inside, filling his stomach. Yet it was the magic, just a little touch of it, in the machine itself that rendered it possible for such kinky uses, more so than merely filling their pool toys and the little foot paddling pool, oh yes...

Savon stroked his lover's cheek as the air flowed into Mike's body, not just filling his rectum and intestines and stomach, but filtering out and through his entire body. For, as it was forced up his backside, the air flowed through Mike's muscle and sinew, softening his frame, turning it to a weaker substance, skin squeaking and stretching.

For he was not just a dragon anymore, not as Savon giggled and toyed with him, ramping up the air so that his arms plumped up, his fingers as fat and as unwieldy as sausages. His tail thickened, curling a little but mostly sticking out straight, the tip waving back and forth as if in a final protest at being inflated in such a way. Mike could only man, wriggling in place, though his stomach bulged out, full of air, his scales turning a little translucent, only to show that inside him... Well, there was nothing but air as the magic took hold.

Savon licked his lips, his shaft hardening, though his length was ridged and not smooth like Mike's was. Mike's looked better than his while it was blown up and inflated, fat and ready to go, but he lusted for his partner even more, simply because of who he was. The black dragon's skin became more and more latex-like, bulging and straining, the squeaking filling the pool house even as he grew larger and larger. He'd stood at a respectful six foot before, but tipped forward, his arms still, held out bent and at an angle, as if he was going to be propped up somewhere on his forearms and knees.

"Mmmmph!"

Mike groaned, his cock swelling up too, smooth and pristine, the tip shining with a hint of a gleam. No pre-cum or cum would come from it, not when he was inflated, though the stretch of his tail hole remained as the hose tucked up a little deeper inside it.

His backside swelled, huge and round, his tail shoved well up and out of the way as if he wanted more, grunting and groaning, his jaws frozen apart. His nostrils bulged a little with the defined shape of them at the end of his snout, his eyes round and glassy, though he could still see perfectly well, even if his eyeballs were fixed in a certain position. His horns curved back, thicker than before, though they positioned themselves a little more like handles, if his lover had wanted to grab them at any time.

He grew larger than ever before though, big enough to dwarf Savon, three times his size. Yet it was the huge roundness of his belly, a gut that the dragon had never had on himself as a normal anthro, that dominated everything. It bulged out and out and out, a curve that heaved and seemed to rumble as it squeaked and strained, demanding attention that Savon, laying his hands over it, was more than happy to supply.

"Ohhh... You're so big... Hon, you're gorgeous!"

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