Search for a Dragon
Search for a Dragon
AeroPhoenix
October 2007
DISCLAIMER: Don't read this if you're too young, under 18, just a pup, if it's illegal where you live, yada yada.
{M/M, Dragon, Minotaur, Oral, Anal, Adventure}
Marcus looked around the wasteland, scanning the horizon for what he sought. He had traveled here to locate one of the Dragons, monsters most thought were dead, but he knew better.
During last year's Hunting, Marcus had awoken one morning to see a bright red Dragon outside of his tent. He quietly exited the tent, approaching the beast from behind as it tore open a deer. Its tail swung around, and Marcus had to drop to the ground to avoid it. The Dragon turned around immediately at hearing the sound of the leaves rustling as Marcus' muscled body hit the forest floor. It growled at him and flew away quickly, but not before Marcus realized it was heading approximately east.
Since then, Marcus had been obsessed with these creatures the world thought to be extinct. He incessantly asked the elders about the Dragons and the myths related to them, and had planned a trip eastward. Several weeks ago, he had finally garnered the courage to take the trip. In secret in the dead of night, Marcus had packed up his knapsack and left, saying goodbye to his friends with a note on vellum.
Now, though, he had begun to regret this decision. He had found no trace of a dragon, though his Tauric sense of direction knew he was going the right way. And this plain was unbearable: there was a ripping wind that made the surrounding chill worse, and he couldn't find enough food to keep him sated. Taurs were not meant to withstand the cold for too long, as they were forest-dwellers. He wrapped his coat tighter around his body, the tawny fur on his legs rippling as the gusts pounded him. However, it was the lack of a good meal that had caused the most issues. He felt weakened, and in this forbidding wasteland, he needed to find food and shelter quickly, or he would die.
Again, he scanned the land for any trace of a Dragon, but his hopes were drooping as of late. "Maybe I'll never find one," Marcus muttered to himself, but the wind made it hard for him to hear his own words.
A clenching feeling began in his stomach "Urghh." The Taur doubled over, the cramps from his hungry stomach forcing him down as he grabbed his abdomen. The scarf warming his head flew off, and Marcus feebly reached towards it, but it blew away far too quickly. This was it; he knew that he couldn't survive out here like this. His vision began to blur, and he fell to the ground, unconscious.
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As Marcus regained his senses, he noticed the distinct lack of a bitter chill. In fact, he felt comfortable, like he was in a good bed. He shifted positions without opening his eyes, feeling the fur on his stomach, when he realized that he felt full, rather than painfully hungry. It was warm and slightly humid, and this was just perfect.
The Taur opened his eyes and sat up. First, he examined himself. He seemed to be fine, the tawny fur covering most of his body, and the small swirl of fur on his belly, were looking smoother than ever since he began this quest. He reached up and felt his horns, which were fine and had lost some of the nicks he had obtained while journeying. And his phallus was not frostbitten like he had thought it would be. He thought it might lose some of its five-inch length at least, or its three-inch girth, but it was as great as ever. It was then he realized that he was naked. "Gah!" Marcus yelled as he sat up.
It was now that Marcus took note of his surroundings. He was indeed lying on a nice bed without a sheet, and there were three pillows stacked up behind him. It seems that the room is a cave, but the lavish tapestries hanging down on the wall make it hard to tell. His cloak and sack lie on the floor next to the bed, in front of a small side-table. A wooden door rests in the corner of the room. He certainly seems to be well-taken care of by someone, but Gods know whom. The Taur stands up and puts on his pants, letting his muscular torso be free in the warmth.
Marcus walks to the door, but before he can open it, it bursts open. A hulking figure shuffles through the open threshold. A Dragon. Marcus can hardly believe it; what he's been seeking for weeks, is here. "And what a magnificent specimen it is!" Marcus thought. The Dragon before him was red with slight orange tinges around its belly. Muscular but lithe for its size, it walked around the room, examining him. In addition, it was apparently male, judging from the phallus hanging down from its underside. Thick without being hard, the cock was amazing. "What am I thinking?" Marcus thought "I've never been gay."
Unexpectedly, the Dragon then stood on his hind legs, his head just a few inches from the ceiling. "I am Tomas." The Dragon stated. After he saw Marcus' reaction to this, he said, "Yes, I can speak. We all can, the few Dragons who are left."
"H-how did I get here? Is this where you live?" Marcus stammered at the Dragon, apparently names Tomas.
"This is, in fact, my home. And I brought you here, after finding you out in the Withered Plains. You were unconscious, but I healed your internal -and some external- wounds." This was beginning to make sense to the Taur. As the dragon turned back around, Marcus once again noticed its penis, still sitting there, beautiful.
"Well then, I guess I should repay you." The Taur said with a hint of lust in his voice. He had said this before thinking; it had just slipped out. "So sorry, Tomas. I didn't mean-"
"It is fine." Tomas responded. "It happens to many creatures. Even those as ... masculine as you." Marcus noticed a touch of lust in Tomas' voice, too. At this, Marcus' own cock began to harden, and he knew that it would become obvious quickly that this was true. He quickly backed up and sat down on the bed, Tomas, watching, interested.
"You need not be embarrassed. Attraction is fine." Tomas explained as though it was common sense. "Virtually all dragons are bisexual, and the pheromones we release cause attraction to most every sentient being, of both genders. Besides, rarely have I met such a perfect Taur as you." Tomas leaned closer to Marcus, and Marcus took the hint. He leaned forward as the Dragon knelt, and they kissed, their tongues dancing between each other's mouths.
It was then that his animalistic lust took over, and Marcus ripped off his pants, letting his phallus hang freely as it grew. The Dragon looked down at it, and his tongue began to snake outwards. Tomas' tongue wrapped around the Taur's large cock, sending shivers up Marcus' spine. As the Dragon lowered his head down, engulfing the now fully-grown 12-inch cock before him.
Marcus lay back on the bed in ecstasy as Tomas sucked him off. "This's better than the females back home!" He thought, as the Dragon's tongue continued to stroke up and down on his cock while his mouth massaged it. Marcus could feel himself building up, and his balls tightening in, when he suddenly groaned and released his cum into he Tomas's mouth. It was the biggest load he had ever shot, but the Dragon managed to lap it all up.
Marcus just lay there, panting, as the Dragon released his cock and it flopped down onto the Taur's belly, slowly shrinking. However, when Tomas stood up, Marcus saw that he had a massive hard-on, at least 16 inches in length, and probably 5 inches around! "Hey, Tomas, that monster's so big, won't it hard to walk around?" Marcus asked, smiling, "Let me get rid of that for you."
Marcus got off the bed and knelt down before the Dragon, now face-to-face with the beast of a penis. He barely managed to wrap his hand around it when he felt a cold hand on the back of his head, urging him on. The Taur swallowed up Tomas' cock in one try, nearly gagging, but it felt so wonderful. He began to gain a rhythm, moving his mouth and tongue over the cock. He reached his hand down to feel Tomas' large ball-sack, and began to gently massage it, eliciting moans from the Dragon.
Tomas began to push harder against the back of Marcus' head, forcing him to engulf more and more of his cock. The Dragon's grunts became louder and thrusts became stronger, until the Taur stopped abruptly. Tomas looked down, bewildered, until he noticed that Marcus had turned over so he was now on all fours, with his torso and front arms on the bed.
"Are you sure about this?" Tomas asked, holding his cock.
"Yes," Marcus replied, "I may never have done this before, but I want you to fuck me."
Tomas lowered himself slightly forward, holding his dick steady. Marcus tried to relax his ass muscles, but at the same time, he was so excited that they were clenched together. The Dragon's cock pressed at the Taur's tailhole, and when the head popped in, Marcus let out a moan of pain. More and more of Tomas' cock was being slowly put into Marcus, and he was glad he had sucked the Dragon's cock; it had lubricated it with saliva and pre. When he felt Tomas' balls slap against his, he realized that it was all the way in. As the Dragon slowly thrust in and out, the pain converted to pleasure, and both beasts began grunting. Tomas quickly sped up, fucking Marcus with wild abandon. With every thrust, Marcus thrust back, and the room filled with primal musk and grunts.
"Cum...in...me!" Marcus got out between thrusts. He could feel the Dragon's already large cock expand, and it pressed on his prostate, causing Marcus' cock to harden. Suddenly, with a roar, the Dragon expelled jizm in the Taur, and Marcus shot another load, too. Both of them lay down on the bed, Marcus curled in Tomas' arms and wings.
"That was amazing." Marcus stated. He turned his head to face the Dragon. "Mind if I stay?"
"As long as you like." Tomas replied, and they kissed, slowly falling asleep from exhaustion.
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