The Naga's Ruins
The naga would stand in place while watching the newly approached dragon with curious eyes. Crossing his arms, the dragon could watch as the scales would ripple along his body, the scales unable to hide the power of the muscle hidden beneath. The dragon would be able to quickly catch the scent of the naga, an alluring earthly tone would be for certain, along with the mixing of the perfect cologne of masculine musk, but what could one expect from an eighteen-foot tall naga, the fifty-five foot tail coiled around him to act as a sort of mock-cushion to rest upon.
Kran slowly made his way around the ancient ruins that he discovered, carefully monitoring his surroundings, before a musky smell hits his nostrils. He looks around carefully and spots a large naga sitting in the shade, blending in so well he almost missed him. Carefully, cautiously, he approaches the unknown naga, not sure what to make of it yet.
A breeze would blow just when the dragon would be able to spot him, shuffling the leaves of the tree he was watching from beneath, the strange silver feathers that could be seen would glisten like jewels from the indirect sunlight. He would continue to stay there, unmoving, and yet there was a strange urge to want to approach him. The way he kept his stature was alluring for certain, and the emerald eyes which he possessed seemed to call out the dragon's name in itself.
Without realizing it, Kran started to speak as he looked into the snakes brilliant emerald eyes. He said "Hello there, My name is Kran Blackwing. What is yours?" while looking up and down the snake's muscular body, liking what he sees.
Noticing how the dragon appeared to be looking him over, the naga would be glad in moving his arms to his sides, wrists pushing against where one would expect the hips to be if he had legs. This would give the dragon a full-frontal view of the dragon: the broad pectorals shaking ever so slightly with every small movement, the rest of the sculpted body revealing the strength of the naga was all around, and not focused on just one position, as was clearly seen as well with the arms, surely built as tough as corded steel* Good afternoon Kran. My name is Kukulcan... what brings you here?
Kran just then realized that he had been walking through the dense, humid jungle, and his clothes were all drenched with sweat. Then he looks back up at the naga and says, "Well Kukulcan, I have been exploring this jungle for a while now, but this is the first time I have come across this place. It is beautiful." After he said that, he started looking at the naga's body again, feeling himself start to grow aroused at the sight of the naked naga.
Kukulcan himself had absolutely no clothing adorned upon his body, as was to be expected of someone who lived in what was at first thought to be the middle of nowhere. Approaching his form, Kran would be able to realize just how tall the naga truly was, the tail seemingly able to coil forever, when in reality it was fifty-five feet long... a good eye may be able to capture that image at least. Kukulcan did not appear to be sweating by any mean at this time, perhaps his scales did not permit it, or he was just plain used to the environment, and yet the scent of his form would waft in to Kran's nostrils* Ah, is that so? And what might be the most beautiful thing about this place? He would grin to himself, perhaps able to recognize Kran's growing arousal
Kran blinks at this question, finding everything beautiful, but there was one thing in particular he had his eyes on. Then, looking back into those eyes, his body spoke for him again before his mind could stop it, and he said "You". Then, realizing what he just said, he looked down a bit, blushing furiously.
Kukulcan would grin ever so widely at the answer Kran had procured. Lowering an outstretched hand, it moving towards Kran, it would appear Kukulcan was motioning Kran to come closer, apparently he didn't mind the thought of what was just said by any means.
Kran looked at the naga again and blushed even harder when he motioned for him to come closer. With some slight hesitation, he started to move closer to the naga, until he was right in front of him, and looked up into those eyes again
As he looked in to the naga's eyes, Kran would be able to get a much more powerful scent of the musk which the naga procured. If he were to steal his eyes away from the naga's gaze, he would be able to witness the slit on the front of his body bulging, just where the groin would obviously be. Two shafts would emerge poking from the hiding place, a soft blue hue, mixing perfectly with the white scales of the region* Is there something you needed, however?
Kran couldn't pull his eyes away from the naga, but he was starting to grow more aroused at the naga's scent. Just then he realized he was harder than he had been in a long time, and he knew that Kukulcan was the source of this desire. then he said again "You".
Kran could feel as the burly hands would move along the side of his body, gently rubbing along his form, feeling him while giving playful yet seemingly sensual squeezes. It was then he could realize the naga was removing his clothing, ridding him of the drenched fabric as the twin members grew from out of the naga's form, right in front of Kran's eyes. Kran blushed as he saw the twin blue members, groaning softly as his clothing was removed, before leaning forward and giving one of them a soft lick with his forked black tongue, blushing again at the taste, before he felt the naga running his powerful hands along his sweaty body, groping him in many places, and then he gripped his ridged, black cock, which caused him to let out a long groan of pleasure.
His fingers would feel along the shaft of the dragon before him, his scaley hands almost working a sort of magic on the sensitive flesh. Clearly skilled at what he was doing, the hand would gently grip while twisting, allowing only the scales to glide along the flesh of the dragon. The shaft was already when upon licking, the protective liquids upon it glistening due to such. The flavor was nothing less than plain addictive. Exotic to the dragon perhaps, the shafts would continue to grow to a most respectable size for a creature as big as him.
Kran groaned and moaned in pleasure as the naga gripped his cock, before leaning forward again and taking one of the members into his mouth, groaning at the taste of the pre and slit fluids, before giving a slight thrust into the naga's hand, reaching up and rubbing his hands over the naga's chest, feeling the power of his muscles.
He would let out a slow groan of bliss at the pleasures the dragon was able to procure as well. His shaft head was blunt and large for certain, but with a skilled reptile such as him, it would surely pose no problem. His chest would puff out slightly as he would flex, allowing the dragon to feel just a smidgen of his raw power, as he would begin to lift the dragon ever so carefully. One hand cupped underneath his groin, the other still massaging diligently upon the flesh.
Kran graoned and purred again as he felt himself being lifted up, before trying to push the cock into his throat, wondering where Kukulcan was taking them, as he rubbed his hands up and down the naga's chest and abs.
There would be a sudden spurt of pre-seed flowing within Kran's mouth as he began to try and throat the member which he so carefully continued to suckle upon. Allowing the dragon to stand upon his coils now, giving him a much better vantage point! Fingering his rump with curiosity, he would wrap the entire other hand around the shaft, pumping it slowly.
Kran would groan as he felt himself being let down to stand on the coils, feeling himself getting close as the naga's other hand wrapped around his cock completely, before starting to give long, hard sucks to the cock in his mouth, wanting to give the naga as much or more pleasure than he was giving him.
He could feel the other shaft to the side of him spurting just as much pre as the one he was working upon-- able to feel as the warm liquids would flow along the top of his head. He would continue to grip and massage at the shaft with much more intent during this time, making sure to tease and prick sensually at the ribs adorned on the member, bringing out sudden and powerful strokes of bliss through the dragon's mind. With a groan Kran could hold his orgasm back no longer, feeling thick ropes of thick, slick, slimy blue cum spurting out of his member, coating Kukulcan's hand as he began to suck as hard as he could on the cock in his maw, wanting him to cum into his mouth, as he positioned the other cock onto his face.
Using the seed of the dragon as a lubricant, he would leave the shaft to jut out like a hard rod while attending his other shaft, pumping powerfully. He could hear as the flesh would create slick and sloppy noises just due to the amount of liquids there were... and before long, Kran would get his wish. A powerful explosion of seed would nearly push him right off the shaft's head if he wouldn't be quick about swallowing, the other member shooting directly against the face, his once black scales becoming a bright and hot white.
Kran groaned as he felt the seed coming at him, gulping down as fast as he could, loving the taste and texture of it, before gagging slightly, the flood too much as he pulled off, coughing and sputtering, as the seed drenched his face, before he felt the orgasm start to die down and eventually stop, the naga's scent burning through his mind. And, to his amazement, his cock was still rock hard, even after that powerful orgasm.
He would slowly angle himself so that, after the orgasms would die down, the shaft he was suckling upon would gently grind up along the dragon's, the flesh meeting together in a wet union. Even further, though, the dragon would be able to feel as the naga would dip his body, and with a powerful shove, the shaft would be right underneath the dragon and between the legs. Showing off again the power of his form! Angling upwards slightly, perhaps he was beginning to insinuate that, after that excursion, it was time for the naga to feel the insides of the anus, and not just stop with that mouth.
Kran groaned again as he felt one of the naga's blue cocks press against his tailhole, wanting what was coming more than anything, even though he knew of the consequences that would come from doing it, before pressing himself back against the cum-lubed shaft, while wrapping his paw against both his shaft and Kukulcan's second shaft, groaning at the feeling of them rubbing together, before leaning up and planting a deep kiss on the naga's snout.
He would return said kiss with one of his own, the larger maw gently wrapping along with the dragon's lips to seal the kiss. With that moment, he could feel the naga thrust upwards suddenly, the cum-covered shaft forcing the legs of the dragon apart as it would effortlessly shove inside, surely sending a new surge of absolute bliss spiraling through the dragon's mind at the sensation of such hot and pulsating flesh moving within, a visible bulge within the dragon's gut would show just where the shaft was inside.
Kran groaned again as he felt the naga's cock pushing in, expecting to feel at least a little bit of pain, but instead he felt only pleasure, deepening the kiss as he felt himself being plowed into by the naga. gently, he started to rub their cocks up and down with one hand, while the other was rubbing along the naga's powerful back.
Kukulcan would make sure to grind his body up as close as possible to the other dragon's, ensuring that the two would feel just as loved by each other and nothing more than the other. He could feel hot shots of pre spiral through the innards of his body, the other shaft constantly setting out a river of pre-seed for the dragon to bathe in. His back would flex inwards suddenly, and it was then that the dragon could feel his shaft grinding along the massive abdominal muscles of the naga, sending new spikes of absolute bliss through his mind.
Kran gasped as he felt himself pressed roughly up against the naga, feeling his cock pressed hard into his other cock as the one inside him throbbed and pulsed, jetting precum into him, groaning as he felt both his and the naga's chest and abs getting drenched in his sweat and the naga's pre, before starting to kiss his way down the naga's body, leaving spot's of the naga's cum on his body where he kissed.
Just due to how he was moving along the naga's body, he would be able to inhale at the powerful masculine scent that adorned his form, sending Kran in to an almost dreamy state of happiness, the flavor of such causing his tastebuds to dance with glee. Pumping the dragon up along his form, using his powerful thrusts to do so, he was sure to give the dragon one hell of a ride as the dragon's world bobbed relentlessly, and this in turn would allow the dragon's shaft to grind along his body with intense pressure.
Kran couldn't stop moaning from both the ride and the taste of the naga's scales as he felt himself getting close again, before leaning back up and kissing the naga again, pressing his forked black tongue into his mouth, enjoying the taste of the naga's saliva, before groaning again, the pleasure being too much, causing him to release his thick, blue cum again, this time all over himself and the naga, before groaning as their cum slicked bodies continued to slide against each other.
He would suckle upon the tongue of the dragon in a teasing manner, perhaps showing the enjoyment he felt from the actions. The grinding of the second-spent shaft would continue along the scales, gliding with out friction, sending a surreal sensation through his pleasure center deep within his brain, the pleasure spiking tenfold as the naga wouldn't let up the powerful pounding. Slowly over time, the naga would eventually hilt the dragon, pump after pump along the powerful rod. The pain that should have been felt was not there-- the dragon's body felt only pleasure, and it was as if he was in a whole 'nother world because of it.
Kran groaned as he felt the naga hilt in him, his prostate alive with pleasure, as he felt the naga's cock pumping in and out of him gently at first, then build ing up in speed until he was rock hard again, wrapping both paws around their cocks, and jerking as fast as he could go. It wouldn't take barely any time before the dragon could feel the shafts suddenly rocket with their second orgasm for the day. Kran could feel his gut expand as the semen would try to find a place to hide inside of the dragon, the rest of or spiraling out of control and back through and out the dragon's rump. The other shaft would rocket the ejaculate feet within the air, before gravity would catch hold and allow it to rain down perfectly on top of the dragon, drenching him from head to toe.
Kran groaned again as he felt the naga's cum filling him, just then, the severity of his actions hits him, as he knew he would carry the naga's children, but as he felt the cum filling him, he realized, that he really didn't care, and groaned again as he released just a bit more semen from his cock, nothing compared to the torrent that the naga was pumping onto and into him, but it still made a slight discoloration in his scales. When their orgasms both subsided, the cum-drenched dragon snuggled up close to his mate and laid his head on his chest as he felt the seed doing its job inside of him.
Kukulcan would keep Kran mounted upon the blue obelisk of a shaft even after the orgasm would end, giving him one hell of a luxurious throne with the naga. His chest, while the muscle beneath was as hard as steel, would somehow work out to being a comfortable cushion to lay a head upon, and doubly so if one wanted a scent which would never leave their nostrils. With the fertility of the naga swirling inside of the dragon, he could feel that the young-ones to form would be plentiful, enough to give the dragon more pride than when he met the naga.