Mike and Ike
DON'T READ THIS IF YOU ARE UNDER AGE 18. It contains materials not suitable for minors including plot line, character development and sex. It contains m/m dragon on dragon action, topper being obese so if you're not into that go away. Sex is at the bottom in case you really wanted to get to that. Questions comments concerns and burns are all welcome.
Ike absently turned the page of the book, doing his best to be completely invisible in the library aisle while still remaining in a position he was able to see the librarian behind the checkout desk while not showing his painfully obvious erection to anyone. It was quite a task. The object of his affection was named Mike, and besides the obvious name pairing benefactor, Ike thought he was the most adorable blue dragon he had ever laid eyes on. Mike was fairly tall, about 6'2", had soft blue scales that shimmered when the light hit them right and eyes the color of the skies on a clear summer day. Today he was wearing a plain green t-shirt and sweatpants, odd considering he should have on work clothes. While they had never really hung out together, Ike talked to him whenever he could muster the courage to. Nothing big; how was he doing, read any good books lately, ha-ha etc. but even though Mike never said much Ike learned a lot about him. Ike knew Mike had had some boyfriends before and had seen him change; Mike used to joke around and laugh but now... Ike frowned to himself. Now he just looked plain tired. Tired of what Ike couldn't place but it was one of those looks where Ike wished he could just hug him and pet him and tell him everything was going to be ok. Mike was always willing to lend an ear whenever Ike did summon the courage to talk to him and seemed to enjoy learning about him. Currently, however, he was engaged in heated conversation with a human (of all things) female co-worker, apparently Lindsey if her name tag was any indicator, although it might be stretching it to call it a conversation. Mike didn't really talk much anymore, and this conversation was no exception. Lindsey was Mike's constant companion through his relationship ordeals, offering sympathy when necessary and generally helping him handle things. Ike realized he was slightly jealous of Lindsey, who could easily talk to Mike whenever she wanted to while he had to mentally prepare himself just to talk about the weather.
Ike heard a gentle cough from his left which woke him from his brooding/fantasizing and saw he was blocking the path of a slightly agitated elderly lioness. He flushed and shifted his bulk in an attempt to hide his erection and make room for her to pass, which was no easy task, being a 6' 5" 557 lbs blue dragon. He sucked in his ample belly in order to make room which did nothing more than to emphasize his broad, full chest. Much squirming, huffing and awkward positioning later, she finally got around him, gave him one final glare, and stalked out. Ike made a face at her after she left and attempted to resume his previous endeavor, which could have been much more convincing had he been holding the book right-side-up. However, as he turned back to his previous position his thick, ungainly tail nicked a single book out of its position which fell to the floor. Ike noticed and began the simple task of bending down to retrieve the book and return it to its spot resulting in his tail knocking over more books which he then tried to gather. Soon he was ankle deep in books and starting to panic. For every one he returned to its shelf two more would fall out, and as he turned around yet again to pick up a copy of Self-Helpless he noticed Mike had apparently left his conversation and instead was right next to him looking slightly confused by this display. The sudden appearance, along with his current position, caused him to shift awkwardly before falling backwards in surprise. This loosed a small avalanche of quality reading material upon his head and when he looked up Mike was still there with the same expression. Thankfully by this time all erection inducing thoughts had evaporated to leave room for shame, saving him the horror of having Mike see his erection. Ike decided this would be a great time to say something witty.
"Ow," was what instead came from his mouth, obviously disagreeing with his brain's initial analysis of the situation. Mike looked at the books and then at Ike and then frowned thoughtfully.
"Um," Ike said, his mouth obviously still fighting with his brain about what should be said.
"Ike, maybe you should take your book to the checkout. Mike would you help him?" Lindsey had walked over during these last few painfully embarrassing moments apparently.
Ike quietly assented to this idea, wobbled to his feet and scooted around Lindsey as she began gathering books, knocking more books off the shelves as he did. Lindsey glared at him, and, with a mumbled apology, he followed Mike to the checkout desk with his book. He watched the small swaying movement of the rump in front of him and thought about how good it would be having it enfold his erect-
Ike gulped and adjusted his pants slightly. He looked down at the book he had managed to hold on to through the ordeal. It was some book by Semon Nicketly somehingorother about unhappy dreadful occurrences or whatnot. When he looked up again Mike was behind the counter staring at him curiously. Ike averted his eyes and coughed, mouth and mind finally coming to agreement about what to say.
"It would be nice if you would allow me to take you to a movie this weekend," was what his brain had decided on, but his mouth, the backstabbing bastard, blurted, "You're hot."
Mike raised an eyebrow eliciting another cough from Ike as he flushed. He felt as if he were being looked at as though he had on only his underwear and he flushed darker.
"Um....Yeah....What I meant to ask was...Do you want to hang out later? We could see a movie....or something..."
Mike stared at him long enough that he began to feel even more uncomfortable I f possible, but at least Ike had been able to decide that from this distance Mike's eyes looked more shallow-ocean blue than sky blue.
After an eternity and a half Mike seemed to come to a conclusion and shrugged, one corner of his mouth upturned slightly. Ike immediately felt a stupid grin forming on his face and tried to remove it, which resulted in him looking like he was having his insides torn apart by tiny beavers. Eventually, the stupid smile won out. "Um, wow, so, uh....I'm free whenever you are," he said. He knew he was grinning like an idiot and very likely sounding like one too but he just couldn't help it. He had come to this library every Thursday-Tuesday just to watch Mike, thinking about what he wanted to say, and occasionally thinking dirty thoughts about them together. More of the latter than the former.
Mike produced a black marker from somewhere on his body, reached over, grabbed Ike's arm and wrote the time he got off work on it. Ike could swear he felt his arm tingling from where Mike's soft, smooth hands had come in contact with him.
"O-ok 3:15 great! See you then!" And even though something as large as he should not be able to, he was on the verge of skipping away in bliss, physics be damned, when Lindsey came back from cleaning up the book pile. She took one look at his arm and then glanced at Mike, then back at Ike and if looks could kill, Ike would be no more than a smoldering pile of ashes. He recoiled as if he had been slapped from the sheer amount of scorn she vested in that look and looked back and forth quickly between the two. Mike was back to his usual tired look and was frowning at Lindsey while she somehow managed to glare at both of them at once. "Fine but I'm going as well," she said stubbornly, as if she had somehow heard everything that had transpired moments before. Ike imagined he could see her setting her feet and pouting her lips. Mike looked at Ike apologetically and then at Lindsey. Lindsey was shorter than him with long brown hair and Ike guessed she was probably considered fairly attractive by people or fursons who were in to that sort of thing, but she managed to somehow glare down at him. Mike let out a bone weary sigh and nodded, giving in rather than making a scene.
Ike was rather confused by now looking back and forth between the two. Lindsey noticed and relaxed, blushing.
"I'm sorry but....I'll explain later," she said. Mike winced a little at this but said nothing. If words could be horded he would make Scrooge look like Oprah.
"I'll be here at 3:00 that should give us enough time," she said walking behind the counter. She began speaking in a low voice to Mike who occasionally nodded or shook his head in response. Ike had a vague intuition that the conversation was something concerning him but Lindsey gave him a look that told him to mind his own damn business. He sighed and walked away, climbed into his car and eventually drove back to his apartment room in a 14 story building. Luckily his was on the first floor; he hated stairs for obvious reasons and was uncomfortable in elevators. He unlocked his door while waving at the neighbors, two scowling jackals that always seemed to be just coming out of their room and did not want to see him, and stepped inside of his cozy abode. There was a bathroom on the immediate right with a sink and shower barely big enough for him and a closet on the left in which hung his warm fleece coat and a pair of underwear that had apparently crawled there to avoid being washed. Ike eyed it warily and avoided physical contact with it. Straight on led in to a small fuzzy carpeted living room with a well worn couch in front of a 14" T.V. with the Wii hooked up to it. Games littered the area as well as bags of cookies that hadn't quite made it to the trash can. Pizza boxes were stacked in the actual trash can so perhaps that had prevented the cookie containers from reaching their destination.
"Hmmmm...thought I cleaned that up...." He muttered to himself as he continued through the wasteland. Beyond this room to the right was his relatively clean bedroom into which he barely managed to get into. He swore vehemently at the doorframe as he squeezed through; his size was becoming a hindrance with getting around in the small confines of the apartment. He flopped onto a well used bed which creaked under his weight but held faithfully. His girth nearly dwarfed that of the bed but he somehow managed. He looked at his clock on a table next to his bed. It read 12:56; just enough time for a quick nap. He set the alarm for around 2:50 careful not to bump the lamp. When Ike was in bed he liked to think. It just seemed like a good place to do it. Ike had no qualms about who he was. He knew he was big and he was comfortable with it. This wasn't the first time he had asked someone out but this just seemed different to him. Ike was also by no means a virgin despite his size. He considered himself fairly well endowed at a full 14" when erect and good inch and a half thick. Besides some people liked his belly, he thought, maybe Mike did too. He smiled at that thought. These thoughts led his mind to wonder about said fur and in no time at all his loins were stirring. Ike frowned down at his extremities, cursing his raging hormones, and rolled over to get some sleep.
The sound of a million screeching gears from his clock that woke him sounded heavenly as he awoke to the day he would be enjoying a movie with Mike. He remembered his dreams only as a vague fuzzy feeling as he got up and smoothed the wrinkles out of his tight, brown t-shirt and pants. He immediately left after locking up his apartment, once again waving to the jackals that scowled in reply, and drove to the library. Lindsey was waiting outside, a pensive gaze on her face, the autumn wind lightly brushing her hair from her side to side. He parked and she got in the passenger seat. "So not to be rude or anything but Mike doesn't need you babysitting him," Ike said openly as she entered the car. Lindsey glared at him half heartedly but then gave up. She looked down at her lap for a long time. And then she spoke.
"I know you only come to watch Mike," Ike gulped at this and flushed, "so I know that you've seen Mike change."
She continued on, the words tinged with a faint bitterness.
"You know he wasn't always like this. Quiet. Tired. He used to joke and smile and laugh. The last one was one of the worst..." She closed her eyes.
"Mike walked in on his boyfriend with another guy. Can you imagine?" She let out a dry breath that Ike took to be some sort of laugh.
"You've seen him go in and out of relationships and every time he did, it took something out of him, some more than others. You know that. That's why I'm here," she looked at him accusingly.
"I'm not letting anyone else hurt him. So if that means I have to "baby sit" so be it." Her look challenged him to contradict her. He looked away quickly. "Then...why let him go in the first place?" Ike asked hesitantly.
Lindsey sighed.
"Today when you asked him out....That was the first time in a long while he came close to smiling," she said sadly. She had returned to staring at her lap.
"I'm not sure what he saw in you, but he thinks you're a decent furson. Sooo," she gestured vaguely, "I guess that's going to have to be good enough for me at the moment."
Ike sat in a slightly awkward, contemplative silence until Mike came out of library. He wore a blue sweatshirt and pants that matched his eyes, who knows where he had them. Ike was captivated and it wasn't till Mike was in the back seat and had been there for sometime did he have the presence of mind to turn around and start driving.
At every safe chance he got he glanced in his rear view mirror at Mike, who seemed to always be staring out the window at something. Ike almost regretted reaching the movie theater but then realized he would get to sit next to him and the thought was almost too much to bear.
He didn't recall what movie they bought tickets to, or what food and drinks they bought. All Ike knew was the feeling of being close to Mike, the subtle and intoxicating scent of him in the air. When they sat down, Mike then Ike then Lindsey, it was all he could do to avoid pulling him close, nuzzling his neck and inhaling deeply. Maybe followed by some gentle ear nibbling... Ike thanked the dimming lights for hiding his new sprung wood and tried his best to focus on the movie. Thankful he bought some soda he quickly drained it and hunkered down for the movie. Not that he watched it much. He was busy watching Mike and wondered how he could find Mike's chewing on popcorn interesting but he did. Soon Ike ventured to put his arm around him. Mike flinched as though surprised and looked at it. Then a smile lit his face and he leaned into Ike tiny bit. Ike was practically ecstatic and was about to lean in for some of that ear nibbling when a sharp pain in his left side caused him to sit up straight.
"Owch," he said with a snarl at Lindsey. He growled and she a frosty look before returning to the movie. Ike looked back at Mike and noticed the smile had faded but as soon as he met Mike's eyes it flashed again, lighting his face up for a second before he returned to the movie.
Ike sighed and stood up.
"Where are you going?" Lindset asked. Ike grumbled about that soda getting to him and stalked out to find the bathroom unnoticed that he was followed. He finished his business in the bathroom (It was becoming quite an ordeal for his growing bulk) and exited noticing a bull loitering a little ways off. The bull noticed him and started over.
"You're with Mike right?" the bull inquired.
Ike was unsure of what to make of this and said nothing. The bull became uneasy shifting around glancing from side to side.
"I, uh," he began unsteadily, "I'm Jake; Mike's last boyfriend..."
Fire blossomed in Ike's head and chest and all of a sudden Jake was against the wall shaking stars from his eyes.
"WHAT are you doing here..." The vehemence in Ike's voice surprised even him. He barely even KNEW Mike, but all what he knew was that whenever Mike was around, his world seemed brighter.
"Yeah okay," Jake started, "I deserved that."
"Give me one reason not to kill you," Ike snarled. 557 pounds of dragon is fairly intimidating in case you didn't know. Even if it does jiggle when it walks.
Jake sighed. "I just came to say don't make the mistake I did. Don't give him up."
Ike blinked. "Hey wait what makes you think we-"
"Oh c'mon...I saw the way you look at him. Just stay with him and do exactly the opposite of what I did. Please..." Jake was almost pleading the last word but he coughed and removed Ike's hands from his clothes.
"I'm going away soon and I just wanted to make sure he was okay..." Jake said lamely. He began walking towards the exit.
"Just make him happy and you'll have everything you'll ever need," were his parting words.
Ike sat there dumbfounded and shaking slightly from the adrenaline spike he had gotten. He thought he saw something in the corner of his eye and turned but it was nothing. He walked back in to the theater and had to wait for his eyes to adjust to find where Mike was sitting.
Alone.
With no one around.
Ike's heart beat faster. No Lindsey? He double checked the theater. It was fairly empty except for a few other people so he was certain she was nowhere to be seen. Ike returned to his seat and did one last look around to make absolutely sure Lindsey was nowhere in sight before carefully putting a big, heavy arm around Mike, who didn't seem to mind in the least. He let himself be drawn close and Ike gently lifted the right corner of his shirt feeling the smooth scales and flesh underneath. He looked down to see the curves leading from Mike's back to his rear and had to fight a strong impulse to taste test them right there and then. He looked up a little bit to see Mike regarding him hopefully and a little nervously before placing his head on Ike's shoulder. Ike closed his eyes, leaned his head onto Mike's and inhaled the scent of him deeply, savoring it as his libido practically sprung in to action, telling him to throw Mike down and breed him right there in the theater, to hell with decency. Instead he drew Mike closer and held him tightly through the entire movie. At the end, they got up to leave and Lindsey was waiting for them outside. Ike glanced at her curiously. "Where'd you head off to?"
She waved a hand loosely.
"That movie was getting to me. Didn't want to fall asleep in there."
She smiled knowingly and got into the back seat after Ike blushed and unlocked the car. Mike got in the passenger and Lindsey gave Ike directions to her apartment. Mike leaned against him for the whole ride, a welcome warmth against his bulk.
After dropping Lindsey off at her place Ike sat quietly for a few seconds debating whether or not he should ask Mike if he would like to go home or to his place. He looked up to see Mike watching him intently. Ike took a deep breath.
"Would you like to come spend the night at my place?" he asked quickly. He looked away as he said it and then looked back to see Mike's reaction. Mike smiled.
"I...think I'd like that," he said quietly and resumed leaning against Ike. Ike flushed and focused on the driving, which was becoming increasingly difficult if his pants were any indicator. Every breath he took was filled with the enthralling aroma of the beautiful creature beside him. He could feel his member throbbing but thankfully Mike didn't notice. Mike shifted his position slightly and made a small noise causing Ike to gulp audibly and adjust his position as well. By the time they reached his apartment building, his pants had become uncomfortably tight. He exited the car shakily and met Mike in front of the door of the apartment, opening it for him. Mike flashed another small smile and walked past, his fragrance drifting to Ike's nose. He inhaled deeply and followed Mike through the door. He brain vaguely remembered that he should get Mike into his room before mounting him, so he stumbled blindly to his door, Mike close behind. The jackals peeked out of their door to scowl at Ike but he didn't even notice as he fumbled for his keys trying each in the door. He growled when he got to the last of his keys and none had worked. He started going through again and Mike pressed up against him as he did giving, eliciting another small noise which promised...things...and gave him a tingling sensation through his entire body. He began to break out in a sweat and half way through the keys opted instead to rip the doorknob out of the door and batter his way in. Mike, although surprised at this course of action, was enjoying the fact that Ike was getting this worked up over him; none of his other boyfriends had ever shown this kind of display and he loved it. Mike entered after Ike who was attempting to shove the door closed with the carpet in the way. Mike noticed the general clutter of the area but decided on commenting on the mess, instead proceeding into the bedroom. Lying down on the bed a sweet odor reached his nose; Ike's scent. Mike smiled and shed his clothes, anxiously anticipating being in the embrace of an eager mate. Ike, now worked up into fervor, slammed the door shut a final time and looked around, breathing heavily. He tromped heavily into his bedroom to find a slim blue dragon sprawled belly up on his bed, tail lashing slowly revealing a shapely tight ass, showing off his length, nearly as large as Ike's and two large orbs resting beneath it. Ike walked to the side of the bed, staring down on the beautiful sight in front of him before rolling on top of Mike, careful not to crush him and forcefully pressing his muzzle against Mike's, slowly spreading the eager warm lips presented to him and sliding his tongue into Mike's willing maw. The bed beneath them creaked dangerously but Ike was too far gone; his clothes were shredded off him and he pressed his large sweaty bulk on to Mike who squealed in delight. He then forced his way past Mike's lips once again delving into a fervent kiss, his arms entrapping the squirming lithe dragon beneath him, hands caressing his shoulders, neck, anything he could reach while slowly widening his legs to accommodate his balls and rigid cock and forcing Mike's legs to encircle his large waist. Ike's throbbing member began drooling pre cum as he explored Mike's mouth, swirling his tongue around leisurely as he slowly lowered himself to Mike's hole. Mike shivered and gripped Ike tightly in anticipation, his breathing ragged, and then he felt it as the head slowly pushed against his entrance. Ike broke the kiss nuzzling Mike's neck and inhaling his scent, panting and moaning as he slowly fit his inflated head into Mike's hole, the dragon thrashing beneath him in pleasure. Suddenly, the head was in and nothing else existed except ecstasy; he could feel the tight, slicked walls gripping his engorged head and Mike whined for more, wriggling beneath him as Ike grunted and pushed another few inches in, groaning at the sheer bliss of having his cock enveloped, he licked at the hollow in Mike's neck as he continued panting and thrusting more of his maleness inside the willing, firm ass beneath him and didn't stop till he hilted the male, his breathing tattered as he grunted and thrust to make sure it was all the way in.
He rested a good deal of his immensity on Mike as he slowly began to pull out only to force his bloated cock back into the outlet of pleasure he had found. He repeated this and groaned as he strained to push his swollen cock back into his mate, his enormity causing the bed to creak precariously and Mike to cry out in rapture. Ike grabbed onto the bed tightly with his hands, clenching for a better purchase to be able to plunge harder, completely devoured by the need to fill his mate to the bursting point with seed. Again and again his thick hips came flush with his mate's ass building pleasure to the point of pain. The bed groaned in protest as Ike pulled back for a final thrust, putting his full power behind it and burying himself to the hilt in the confines of his mate, his cock swelling with hot dragon seed. His roar as he came filled the apartment and woke several of the tenants as he climaxed, pumping what seemed like gallon after gallon after gallon of steaming dragon cum into Mike's belly. Mike gasped as it first entered him and groaned as it started to fill him causing him to reach his peak and slick both his and Ike's belly with his seed. Ike felt the already tense ass beneath him clamp down pushing him even farther over the edge as he pushed as far as was possible into his mate, now slowly pumping his belly full of cum. Mike's belly stretched till it seemed he would burst when finally the torrent slowed to a trickle, some leaking out around Ike's still swollen cock. Ike panted and groaned as he felt a warm satisfied feeling fill him. The effort of mating finally getting to him, he collapsed on his side, still buried in Mike, who was also basking in the afterglow of the most perfect mating he had ever experienced. Ike pulled him close and nuzzled him, licking and lightly nipping at his neck. Mike arched his head back and let out a quiet laugh as he dropped off to sleep, content in his new mate's arms.