Thursday Night
#1 of Dropples
Thursday Evening
A dropple (Topics: Male masturbation, toys)
By Gratcat
(A/N: This is the first of my series of "Dropples" - long drabble-style stories of 600-800 words. The 800 word cutoff keeps me from rambling, and lets me actually hammer some of these stories out... so far, I haven't fallen short of the limit too often! ^_^; They're fairly varied, although I do have one actual ongoing story in my dropples... enjoy.)
Thursday was the one evening Billy could count on being alone. His sister had class, and his parents went to the movies every week, taking advantage of the "all night matinee". He watched as the car pulled out of the driveway, the door already locked, and tore off his shirt. It was time for some long-postponed fun.
First he lost his shorts, the colt's mottled member already jutting out of its sheath. Then he pulled the blinds, diving under his bed to retrieve the shoebox hidden amongst all the other debris. From out of the box he plucked a thick, veiny, knotted dragon cock. He was just borrowing it - just like all the other toys he'd used - and had never taken anything this big into him.
Well, there's a first time for everything.
He plopped the toy down on his bed, carefully, not kinking the hose that came off of the end, and clicked a file that he'd hidden in plain sight on his desktop. A video of a raptor stroking himself quickly filled the screen. Billy nickered, running a hand down his smooth chest, down to his hardening cock, and gave himself a few hard strokes. He wouldn't need much stimulation... after not masturbating all week, he was good and primed.
"You're ready, aren't you, you little bitch...?" The raptor on the screen murred, pounding himself hard, pre gushing off of the tip. Billy nodded, whimpering softly. "Good. I'm about ready to cum... for the first time. You can take my second load inside you... but the first... goes over your face." Billy quickly grabbed the bottle of fake semen that came with the toy, latching it to the hose, and waited, staring at the toy instead of the screen, squeezing the base of the cock, imagining that it was him jerking off his reptillian lover. "That's it... I'm close... I'm gonna..." He heard the hard sigh, and squeezed the bottle in time with the breaths from behind him. The colt squealed in pleasure as the white lube squirted out in a jetstream from the toy, splattering over his mouth and cheeks, and more importantly dribbling down over its length. He would need the lubrication. Billy licked the faux-jizz from his lips, marveling at the taste... salty, yet sweet. Fruitier than real semen, but not too far off.
"How was that, master...?" He whispered, knowing the 'response' that would come from the video soon.
"Not bad for a warmup. Now get your fuckhole on top of me, slut!" He murred sultrily, putting himself firmly in the 'fuckslut' mindset. He was a toy for his master to use, nothing more. It was a fantasy he'd held for ages... one he absolutely loved. Billy knew the timing of the video, he knew it wasn't long... and he knew that this would probably hurt. He turned around a moment, watching the raptor lowering the fake rubber ass onto his member, and tried to match it up perfectly... lowering his taut sphincter onto the tapered, pointed head. He felt himself being spread wide, his tail flicking up as he did. After a moment, the slick tip was inside him... he looked back, and frowned. On the video, the raptor had already hilted his cock inside his fake lover. He closed his eyes, wincing, and sat down, dropping all his weight onto his rear. The boy gasped as a ring of flexible spines rubbed against his prostate as they rushed past, almost all the thick, long tool inside him now.
"Ohh, that's a good boywhore..." Billy bit his lip, feeling the pre gushing out of him.
"Thank... you, master..." He whispered, slowly fucking the dildo, humping it slowly, only letting a few inches in and out at a time. The knot pressed against his ass with every thrust, and he silently wondered if he'd actually be able to take it. Another groan behind him, and he looked back... the video was well past it already. It didn't seem that short before...! He sighed, giving up on the auditory help, and clicked it off. No... he just needed him in his mind... he straightened up, nickering softly, and picked up the pace, thrusting his ass against the knot harder and harder... and gasped, as the fat, veiny knot plunged into him. The boy didn't bother to wait - he didn't need to. He squeezed the bottle, feeling the warm, sticky cum-lube flooding his asshole, and his own member letting out its orgasm, white streams splattering his headboard and pillowcases.
For a long moment, Billy sat there, and then yanked the enormous dildo out from his asshole. And then he heard someone clearing their throat behind him.
"If you're going to use my dildo... at least tell me beforehand." His sister didn't sound pleased.