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Spyro shifts on the ground, snoring softly as his legs spread open, revealing his ass and... fuck, dragons really do have slits. I lick my lips, the urge building up between my legs, burning with lust. I think back to all the times he strutted around, lifting his tail just at the right time for me to get a glimpse of his butt. My nose twitches at the thought of his scent, mirroring the throbbing of my cock. Fuck, I'm going to enjoy this. Moving to his tail, I go onto all fours, rubbing my neck as I wonder just how much I can take. A grin spreads across my maw, wanting to take up the challenge.

I open my maw and take his tail into myself, locking my lips around his scaly hide. With every inch that moves into my throat, I gulp around him eagerly. His tail wiggles around inside me, and I can't suppress a moan, feeling my throat and gullet become his unconscious plaything. The burn of my lungs finally reaches my mind, and I gag around his mass. Somehow, even the gagging feels good, and I hold myself for a few moments before pulling back.

Gasping for air lung-fulls of air, I stifle a cough, looking up to Spyro. Luckily, he's still fast asleep, always the deep sleeper. I go to his back feet, finding his plump undersides. Despite primarily being used for walking, his feet are soft and well cared for. My fingers run along up his back left foot, going from sole to toes. I give it a message, enjoying the purple mixture of scales and skin.

After a minute of service, I'm unable to hold myself back. I go to part his two biggest toes and run my tongue along the skin between them, licking up the sultry taste of his musk. It's a mixture of heated flesh and salty sweat, a new taste I never knew I needed before. Repeating this with the other gaps, I finish off by taking his biggest toe into my maw, suckling on his digit. Nothing in the world tastes better than his toe right now, no matter how good the rest of him tastes.

"Mmmph..." Spyro moans, immediately getting my attention, but he's still dead asleep.

My tongue runs along his soft skin, gathering as much of his taste as I can. Pulling away from it, I gulp down the combined flavours, huffing an escaping breath. His backside takes my interest now, having taken it a number of times before. Spyro makes sure to strut his stuff while walking around the more open area, especially when the other dragons are nearby.

Moving up his body, I nose his hole and sniff deeply, tasting his deep scent: a mixture of base musk and a light lavender soap. Licking up the cleft of his ass, I feel him shift around me, a moan escaping Spyro's lips. I freeze between his ass cheeks, my breath caught in my throat. His ass cheeks clench around my muzzle, keeping me in my place. He's awake now, I know it, his actions are conscious and specific.

"Mmmm? What the-? Hunter?" Spyro asks, we look towards the other and our gazes connect.

"Mmph..."

"You're... you're sniffing me?"

"Mmhmm..."

His cheeks unclench his cheeks and I pull away, blushing deeply. "I... I'm sorry, I'll go now."

"Wait." Spyro half gets up, putting a front paw out to stop me. "Can you... move over me? On all fours?"

"What?"

"I... I wanna try something, and... and I want your ass over me." Spyro says, blushing deeply.

I take a moment, before slowly moving over him, being ass to muzzle with him. "L-like this?"

"Yeah, like that." Spyro's front paws move to my ass, seemingly examining my body. "I'm just gonna have a look."

He does seem to examine

"You like my ass?"

"Yeah, I love watching you strut."

"I-I don't... strut."

"Oh? You sway your scaly booty around for everyone to see while you walk, that sounds like strutting to me." My lips go to his ear. "Oh, so slutty..."

His paws go to his muzzle, leaving his mouth free to speak. "Fuck! You're right, I strut! I strut so some big dragon will use my butt as a cock-sleeve!"

I put my paws to his cheeks, my legs shifting over his, so my ass can grind down against his inner thighs. "Good boy, doesn't it feel good to admit it?"

He lowers his clawed paws and looks at me, wordless as he nods.

"Do you want me to continue, Spyro?"

Closing his eyes, his blush deepens as he nods slightly. I take one of his paws and move it between my legs, his fingers grazing my balls and cock. His eyes grow wide and his body tenses up a little, his blush somehow still growing deeper. It's really cute to see, he's so shy and innocent. I relish in 'corrupting' him, in releasing his inner cock slut. His claws press against my balls, it's not at dangerous levels, but I want to address it.

"Treat them like little birds, be careful with your 'weapons'." I tell him, squirming slightly in his grip while he examines my package.

"They're... so soft." He says under his breath.

"Exactly, they need to be treated with-mmfff! W-with care."

"S-sorry, I've never held external balls before."

"Just don't... don't squeeze them."

"I'm sorry..." he says.

I look down at him for a moment, before I put my paws back on his cheeks, bringing him up to meet my lips. Our maws connect, and our lips moving over each other's as we kiss. It's wet and somewhat uncoordinated, but this seems to tip him over, bringing himself into the make out session. His paw weighs my sack and he moans softly into the kiss, making me grind myself against him in return. As my tip moves against genital slit, the moans that escape his lips are as sweet as icing to my ears. Pulling away from his lips, an idea crosses my mind. A naughty one, but one that'll give him a real feel of my external equipment.

"Hey, Spyro... could you open your 'lips' a little?" I ask him, smiling down at him.

He gives me a questioning look before opening his maw, his tongue rolling out a little. "Like this?"

"Haha, nah. I mean your lower lips, genital lips."

"Oh," he chuckles before he does what I ask.

I press my sheath against his opening, my tip entering his hole, feeling his slimy insides move around my flesh. Sighing out contently, I thrust a little into him with a huff, trying to pace myself. His body clenches a little while I do so, tensing up even more as I grow inside him. With every rhythmic thrust into him, my cock throbs and grows inside him.

"Hunter... you're so big!"

"You haven't seen big yet," I say.

Grinding my length into his warmth, I finally get fully erect against his maleness. I never knew a dragon's genital slit could feel so good, especially Spyro's. But fuck... he's so warm, wet... so good! Holding his upper feet above his head, I begin to fuck him, feeling his cock throb against mine with every rhythmic push. Licking my lips, I thrust into him harder, shivering at the bliss I'm met with.

"F-fuck, I'm so full!" Spyro calls, biting his lip.

"Good, gonna fill you up and lube that cock of yours."

"Wh-wha?"

"You think I'm doing this just because you've got a cute slit? I want your cock in me, dragon boy, and I'm gonna put my cum to good use."

"But... fu-uck! But I'm a bottom!"

I move my paws around his plump backside, thrusting into his warm lips as my balls slap against his taint. Fuck, he does feel like a girl, if I tried not to focus on the hard cock grinding on my own. But no, I'm definitely focusing on that length of his. It feels bumpy and really fucking big, how it hasn't pushed past my length is beyond me.

"Not for long, I'm going to get bred, and you're going to really enjoy it." I growl down at him, feeling my orgasm begin to build. "Fuck, it's not gonna take much more now."

"'Much more'? Until what?" Spyro asks.

"What... what do you think?"

"You're gonna cum in me? There?!"

"Afraid stud?"

"It's too tight already, it's not gonna fit!" Spyro shouts, his makeshift folds clamping somewhat around me.

"T-too... late!" My breath catches in my throat, pushing my entire shaft into his body, rolling my head back as I call out into the warm air. The world dissolves around me as my balls pull up against my body, shooting stream upon stream of my seed into his genital slit. The base of my cock and his own tightness act like a plug, keeping most, if not all, of my seed inside him. "O-oh fu-u-uck..."

Spyro puts his front feet against my upper chest, trying to push me away. "Hunter! Pull out! Fuck!"

I pull him into a tight hug, growling as he struggles in my hold. My body clenches around his, keeping him held down as he's stretched further and further. While I keep him in my grasp, my mind can barely register what I'm doing, or how Spyro is reacting. The only thing that matters to me is the growing pressure around my cock. My seed is still being shot into his body, but the growing force around my length slows my orgasm, finally making want to pull out of me. Moving myself away from the dragon a little, I find him a whimpering mess in my paws.

Putting my paws on his inner thighs, I push myself out of him, my shaft plopping out of him with a gush of seed. The pressure from inside him keeps my jizz spurting out of his slit, small geysers of pearly white liquid. Spyro wraps his arms around me and buries his muzzle into the crook of my armpit, still somewhat whimpering. I can feel his nose flare slightly against the musky tuft of fur held within the pit, taking in my scent.

"Spyro?" I ask.

"Mmm?" He asks back wordlessly.

"I'm sorry..."

"Mmhmm-mmph!" The dragon quivers as another gush of cum pours from him, covering his inner thighs in the white liquid.

I lift my arm and look at him, finding his eyes slightly teary, sweat speckled across his nose. He grinds his nostrils against the armpit fur and sniff again, before licking long and slow along my pit. Doing it again and again, he tastes my musk repeatedly, blushing deeper with every lick. My paw goes to the top of his head, petting him softly.

"Good boy..." I purr.

Spyro pulls away from me, huffing deeply. "May I... may I do the other?"

"Sure thing, little guy."

I lift my other arm and Spyro's eyes go wide with glee, moving his maw to my other armpit. He gives it the same treatment, damn near worshipping my sweat covered pit. His hunger grows as he licks and laps at me, especially when I move my arms around his head and neck, locking him in place. A minute tics by, and then two, three. Hitting the five-minute mark, I pull him away from me, feeling a little hot under the collar myself.

"You like that?" I ask, licking his sweat covered lips.

"Y-yeah, I... I'm sorry I was so reluctant, it... it hurt." He says.

"Never be sorry for that, I'm sorry for hurting you."

"It did feel good though," he kisses me deeply, ramming his tongue into my maw. It's filled with my musk, deep and spicy, giving me a good taste of myself before he pulls away. "Just, make sure I worship you like that again, and we're good."

"Will do, you pervy little dragon. Speaking of which, wanna try worshipping something else?"

"Oh? In what way?"

"Lay on your back, and I'll show you."

He squirms a little at the thought of what I'd do to him, taking a moment before doing as I told him. I smile as he rolled onto his back, giving a little 'mmmff' as he looks at me. Moving over to him, I squat over his muzzle, grinning as I press my balls against the dragon's nose. My balls had become rather sweaty given our activities, so my only salutation is to press the sweat covered sack against his muzzle.

"Sniff 'em, big boy." I tell him, groping

He breaths in deeply, his nostrils flaring as he sniffs my ball musk. "Oh, fucking fuck yeah! You smell so-o-o good!"

"Keep going, sniff me... you... you dirty little dragon."

How am I getting off to this? He's... he's only sniffing me. Is it being 'worshipped'? I try to figure it out, but every part of my mind tells me just to enjoy it. The muffled huffs, the tickle of fur with his breath, it's all so wonderful. His front feet move around to my ass and gropes me, keeping me in place while he continues to breath in my sweat.

"You dirty little musk slut."

"Keep... going..."

I grin widely, showing of my sharp teeth. "Oh? Like being called a dirty slut? Sniffing my sweaty musk... you fucking whore."

"Mmmph!" Spyro bites his lips and tries to stifle a moan, quivering underneath me.

"Wanna lick them clean, dragon? They're awfully sweaty..."

He opens his maw and takes my orbs into his mouth, licking and lapping at my nuts hungrily. Moving his nose up a little, he presses it against my taut ass, sniffing my anal cleft. I fall onto all fours, my tail hiking up. My body takes a naturally submissive position, it's instinctive to me, and I almost try to go against it. But... but Spyro grabs the base of my tail and keeps it held high, making sure I stay in place.

"Oh, fuck Spyro... you're so good at sucking balls..." I moan out, looking down at his cum splattered slit and sweat speckled ass. "You're such a good slut, and... good sluts deserve treats."

I delve down and wrap my arms around his backside, keeping him in place as I begin to lick his genital slit, his cock tip poking out from his lower lips. My lips lock around his cum soaked folds, licking up and down his genital cleft. As his length begins to move out from its little cove, my cum begins to pour from it too. Drinking my own seed hungrily, I gulp the salty liquid loudly. This causes Spyro to moan around my balls, his breath huffing against my wet hole.

Plopping my lips off of his hole, his length escapes and stands a good 16 inches up into the warm air. It's a deep purple colour, even deeper than his scales. Small bumps follow his urethra, starting about an inch down from his tip, following it to his knotted base. Said tip ends pointedly, similar to a canid's shaft, or at least the one's I've seen in education books. Looking along the length, it's almost comical how big it is in comparison to his body. Spyro wouldn't even need to bend too much to 'service' himself, the idea turning me on even more.

But thinking about it, how the fuck does he walk around with this thing, and want to be railed? He could breed anyone he wanted; Cynder, Elora, maybe even Cedric. That dragon always walks around half naked, surprisingly risqué for a bookworm. But fuck... his ass isn't something I could give a pass on. Maybe I could talk Spyro into having a threesome with him?

I shake my head, trying to focus on the cock in front of me. Licking my lips, I move down his length, gulping around his length as it travels down my throat. Spyro moans as I milk his glorious cock, shoving myself up and down his length, struggling slightly around the small bumps. His length pushes down my gullet, his tip meets some resistance from inside me. I clench my eyes as the resistance grows before I feel some give.

With a small shift in my stance, I give a harsh push and feel his cock ram through the opposition inside me. The length sinks into me, the last inch or two finally pushes into me, the semi-soft knot moving into my maw. It's such a great feeling, the fullness of my throat and gullet. I've never felt so complete. Spyro moves away from my crotch for a moment, finally speaking out.

"Fuck, I think... I think I'm in your belly." Spyro says, huffing out a warm breath. "Yeah, that... that feels like your stomach."

I moan in response, feeling each throb of his cock move up his length, and all the way down my throat.

Spyro puts his nose back against my balls, inhaling my musk. "Fuck, you smell amazing! Do... does everyone smell this good?"

Clenching my eyes shut, I pull myself upwards, feeling every tug and pull of his cock as it travels back up my gullet. It plops out of me and I gasp and cough, laying against his inner thigh, panting and huffing as my brain wheels from the sensations. My insides feel so used, if not a little abused, but it also feels amazing. I look up at the dragon and let out a sigh.

"No idea, I don't make it a hobby to go around sniffing random people's balls." I say.

"I think you're missing out on that."

"Mmmm, maybe we both are."

Spyro shifts slightly and looks at me. "What do you mean?"

"After we have our fun, do you wanna have a threesome?"

"A threesome? With who?"

"Any dragon that'll fuck us senseless?"

"Deal," he says with a chuckle.

"Until then, let's try something else." I say back, moving off of him.

"Hmmm?"

I take a moment, a small part of me questioning if I really want to do this, but I hold my resolve. "Stand over me, I... I want you to mount me."

Spyro's eyes go wide before moves and he gets onto all fours, almost being too enthusiastic and toppling over. I go onto all fours and wiggle my ass, watching him pad over to me, I lift my tail in response. He begins licking my hole, not even bothering to spread my cheeks, seemingly taking bliss in tasting all of my ass. Moaning out slightly, I grind myself back against his tongue, the hot wetness that meets my hole is define.

But like all good things, it ends too soon as the dragon actually mounts me, his front paws go to my shoulders. His cock naturally lines up along the crack of my ass. It's hot and wet against my fur and flesh, and feels oh so bigger now it's against my ass. Spyro shifts above me, his cock grinding further against my cleft.

"Well, h-here I go."

"Give it your all, big guy." I say, my reservations bubbling up again.

"Tell me if I hurt you."

"Oh, don't worry, I'll scream in bliss if you do."

He gulps softly, grinding along my ass before pressing his tip against my hole. I bite my lips as he stretches my ass, his tip just about able to push into me. As it does so, it feels like I'm being parted, his length spearing my core. Pushing further and further, his cock is truly amazing. Every centimetre, every bump and vain is somehow felt within me, and not only from the rim of my hole. I'm being bred, locked underneath Spyro's suddenly imposing frame.

A moan escapes my lips, it all feels so real, as if the reality of the situation has finally been switched on. The pressure building inside me seems to build something from inside me. His length feels so good inside me, the warmth and throbbing need, the wetness building up from inside me, running down my inner thighs.

"Hunter? You ok? You're not moving..." Spyro says in my ear, nuzzling me softly.

"Am... am I a girl?" I ask him.

"Wh-what?"

"It feels really good... it's only supposed to feel good for girls..." My ears fold back, shivering around his rod.

"Hunter," he moves a front paw around my chest, slowing his thrusts. "You're my kitty, that's all that matters. Having a cock up your ass, enjoying it even, doesn't change it. Liking a cock in you doesn't make you a girl. Other than liking it, do you feel like a girl?"

"N-no..."

"Then just enjoy this, those questions can wait." His front paw moves down my chest, grabbing my cock and jerking it as he begins fucking me again.

My body reacts in kind, becoming a blissful mess underneath the dragon at his touch. "Oh Spyro! Make me... make me feel good!"

"That's a good kitty, gonna milk me?"

"Mmm, mmhmm. Y-yeah, gonna milk your cock daddy..."

He seems to chuckle softly, turning it into a growl. "Yeah, daddy's gonna fuck you silly."

"Fuck me daddy!"

Once again, that part of me builds up again, feeling pleasure push through me, bringing the same thing to the surface. But this time, I don't try to push it down, letting it bubble up. I push back against the dragon's cock, filling me with even more of his enormous length. It feels like my ass is made for this, designed to take a guy's dick. Not just Spyro's, but any dragon that wants to breed me. When my own dragon gets balls deep, or where his balls would be, my ass takes the impact of his thrust perfectly.

Spyro keeps himself inside me, as if expecting me to do something. The only thing that comes to mind is to ride his length, barely able to will my body to do so. Moving forward, I feel his length pull out of me. It's a slow and steady process, and I feel every part of it. His nobs and bumps stretching me further on the pull out. I feel so empty with Spyro's length in me, leaving me so huffy and needy for more. Pushing back on him feels even better, once again getting my full of him. His cock being inside me is certainly more pleasant than before.

Looking up at the dragon, I just manage to see him with his eyes closed, just enjoying himself while I ride him. I had only seen people have sex before, so it's good to know I'm seemingly doing a good job. Each time I get to his base, I wiggle my ass a little, like I had seen with certain dragon-folk. Spyro moans above me, his back legs shivering slightly.

"Hunter... have you done this before?" Spyro asks, licking my neck with a purr.

"N-no, that's why I was so... insecure about it." I say with a small, uncertain smile.

"I hope you know, most men couldn't take me." His lips come to my ear, nibbling on my fluffy skin. "That makes you a pretty tough guy in my books."

"Even if... if I'm a cock hungry whore?"

"Especially because you're my cock hungry whore."

I move a paw to my stomach, aiming for where his cock would be inside me. But I find a large bulge formed from my belly, and I realise just how much cock I have hidden away inside me, as if my body is actually made to take cock like his. It doesn't hurt, not even a little. The only thing I manage to feel is fullness and pleasure, his cock helping me stay somewhat standing up.

"How am I... taking so much?" I ask, shifting underneath him.

"Dragon cock is special, we're made to breed. Our pre is very similar to the highest quality lube, reduces pain and induces a relaxed state, letting us push more of our cock into our mate, quicker at least."

"I can feel it for sure."

"And I can feel you feeling it, it's like a weird massage."

"A-a good one?"

"Very good kitty."

Having stopped riding his length, Spyro takes up on his end, thrusting into me somewhat roughly. I can feel his power from above me, with every thrust of his hips, every harsh breath against the side of my face. He's dominating me, and there's nothing I can, or want, about it. Even if I had kept my reservations, or my thoughts about being the bottom. My body couldn't deny the pleasure radiating from inside me. It feels like the dragon is hitting my core, which pushes pleasure upwards through me.

Something changes from that though, another feeling builds inside me. I let it grow inside me, slowly pushing down to my erect cock. It's been left mostly forgotten until now, but as the feeling inside finally reaches its target, I roll my head back and call out. Wave after wave moves through me, my seed shooting across the floor, ropes of white seed splattering the dirt. My ass clamps down with every shot, milking the length inside of it. Spyro moans at this, only pushing me deeper into my paws free orgasm.

It's total bliss, unbelievable pleasure wrecking my mind and body. As my arms fail, my chest and head fall down into the dirt, covering parts of me in my own cum. Spyro puts his front paws on the back of my head, pushing me further against the jizz covered ground. Feeling the warm wetness against me, mixed in with the specs of dirt and grass, putting me in my place.

"Spyro..." I purr.

"Good little kitty," Spyro says with a growl.

"Mmmph, not... a... kitty..."

"Oh? Then tell me what you are?"

"I-I'm a slut! A cock hungry whore!"

"Yeah, you are!" Spyro growls out into the air, he forces my head even harder against the ground, keeping me from speaking.

His thrusts become harder and rougher; his length seems to almost grow inside me. The knot at the base of his cock slowly spreads my ass with each push into me, stretching my hole to its limit and even further. I want to cry out, to call his name, to beg him to fuck me harder. But the last part of my rational brain realizes I need to do it through my body, not my voice.

First, I angle my ass a little higher, to be more receptive to his thrusts. Next, I start to push back against him in rhythm with his thrusts, as primal as they are. Lastly, I begin to clench my hole when he pulls out, relaxing it on the push in. It seems to have the desired affect on Spyro, having him ram himself even harder into me. I gasp and my breath fails me as I'm bred in earnest, whimpering through the small gap of my lips.

Spyro bucks into me, claiming my hole as if I were any other dragon. I do my best to push back against him, but with every thrust, I feel my body buckle more under him. His front paws wrap around my lower abdomen, pressing his weight against my upper half. This may let me speak again, but the constant assault on my poor ass keeps me wordless.

"Fuck! Take me! You cock hungry slut!" Spyro roars into the air, biting my ear, his sharp teeth digging into my flesh. It's enough to hurt like hell, but it doesn't feel like it'll do much damage long-term.

"AAAHHH!" I scream out, seeming making him pull away from my ear, leaving his teeth marks in my ear.

He doesn't let up, moving my maw to meet his. Our lips lock and his tongue rams into me, much like his shaft, the wet appendage snaking down my throat. It feels amazing; the thick, hot wetness moves deeper into my gullet. I taste some of my own blood as we make out, and I Instinctively pull away for a moment, before pushing myself back to him. The taste inside my maw slowly changes, becoming closer to the taste of the dragon's maw. His saliva invades my mouth, 'forcing' me to gulp it down around his tongue.

Spyro pulls away from me slowly, my throat becoming achingly empty as his mass is pulled away from me. My mind is so occupied that I only realize I've been knotted when Spyro tugs on my insides, testing the tie between us. I let my tongue roll out, just enough to hang over my lower lip. The taste of Spyro's tongue and spit continues to move down my throat, it's a slow and steady sort of taste. It's one that I could definitely get used to.

Now that I'm a little more aware, I can finally feel the dragon's cock fully inside my ass, his knot stretching me further than I ever thought possible. The next thing I notice, is the pressure building up in my mid abdomen, pushing out my stomach slowly. Fuck... he's cumming in me. The heat builds in me, and I feel my body try to acclimatize to it, but his seed just continues to pour into me.

For the first time in a long while, I feel complete; perfect. His cock buried inside me to the hilt, draining those unseen balls into me, keeping me from being able to expect how much he's able to give. But from this experience, it feels like it's almost enough to satisfy my new cravings for his seed.