South of the Border
#2 of NSFW Folder
The sun shined down on the sand, it glowed and heat radiated off it heating the air. The desert was a dry and hot place, dry and alone. For one it could be a hell-hole yet again it could be a wonderful place for those who where looking to be alone. Yet no one was alone in the desert, constantly watched by the sun and the stars at night.
For Dr. Steven Adiean, an anthropomorphic Komodo Dragon the desert was a mysterious gem in the literal sand, a new hidden retreat, one filled with danger and horrors he or no one had ever seen. He was an Archeologist, equipped with his Ph.D and his brush he was ready to set out, his plane just had to land.
He was heading to the south of the border into Mexico, in a journey to the largest gathering of Archeologists since the uncovering of King Tut's tomb. They were heading deep into the desert, to an ancient city unlike any that had been seen before just uncovered and expected to go deep into the ground in a massive maze.
While he was a Komodo and there-by a reptile he was born in America, a small Chicago suburb, and while he could stand the cold, heat was something diffrent, he could stand it but he never was to the desert. He and his group would hire a guide and they would head out deep into the desert.
Soon the plane landed and after a lengthy customs visit he and a group of other archeologist walked out of the airport, one walked foward and looked out into the jungle that stood inbetween them and the desert and the ruins. He was an old wolf with grey fur and round glasses. "Welcome to Ensenada", He said with a dramatic pause between each word.
"Ok, Dr. Grant go get your Dinosaurs.", Steven said joking with the doctor, he reached to his back and pulled out a tan stetson hat and put it on his head. The group all walked over to a large gathering place where they were told they would get their feral horses and guide. Their were groups of many different reptilian and other cold blooded species.
An otter walked up to the group and started to speak, "Hola viajeros, ¿está interesado en contratar alguno de nuestros guías?", He asked in his native spanish language.
Steven stepped to the front of the group before he went to Mexico he took a quick look at some spanish phrases that could be helpful to him, he though back wondering what he would say. "Ahh, que les hablas Ingles, americano Inglés?", He said stumbling though the accents and the pronunciations of the words.
"Oh, ok", He signaled over to the stand, "Carlos, ven aquí tenemos un grupo americano que habla Inglés!", He signaled, they all looked over towards the gathering place. Carlos was leaning against the wall, a large and tall figure.
Black scales were lined over his body. Shimmering and reflecting the sunlight keeping his large body cool. Wings spread out from his back and shaded his body. He wore a tan vest filled with pockets, no undershirt showing off his body. He had no had horns bursting out where a hat could be put. His teeth shined white. He wore tan cargo shorts, he wasn't a rookie he knew his pockets would help carry more objects and distribute his weight.
"Hola, amigos I'm Carlos, so tell me where you are traveling to?", He said putting quite a bit of a spanish accent on his voice but other wise spoke almost perfect english.
"Well it doesn't have a name but you should have heard of it the largest unearthing of a city yet.", Steven said trying to describe the un-named place they were trying to go.
"Ah, yes I know where you speak of, I can get you there in 4 days, I believe this group discussed payment beforehand.", He said turning to his boss.
"Yes, now hurry go get your horses and food.", He said returning to the gathering area.
"Ok, all of you follow me.", He said as the group worked their way over towards the gathering area.
Soon they were in the jungle, 14 pound backpacks hanging off their backs filled with food and other devices, the other 15 pounds located in the horse's saddle. They were traveling down a dirt path cleared though the forest. Exotic bushes and trees stood tall next to the path projecting a shade over the group.
"So, this is the Mexican Forest, where only the most dangerous dwell and the only the brave or foolish deside to walk.", Carlos said as he guided the scientists though out the thick and dangerous forest. He turned back and saw the archeologists look at each other nervously, "Clam down I'm just pulling your strings."
"Hehh, so tell me about yourself Carlos?", Stephan asked the dragon in front of him trying to get him to open up to the group and get to know the man.
"Well, I was born in Mexico City, and after living in such a large population center I needed time along, I eventually discovered the guide group and joined, that all that this book has written in it.", Carlos said sighing to himself. The group continued on though the forest, they felt like they were almost out.
They were all right about that, dim light was shed over their body as they exited the jungle. Night was ready to fall and it be to cold for anyone and too dangerous at night to travel so the group decided to set down their horses and prepare from night.
First they put a large pole in the ground and tied their horses to it so they couldn't escape over night. Next was sleeping arrangements, first was a tarp then the tent was put over it, so that nothing could bore into the tent from underground. Finally they ate dinner as the sun set.
Everything was ready and they gathered around and formed a small campfire which some of the group gathered around the others retiring for sleep. "And that is the story about the time I managed to date three women at the same time.", Carlos said ending a story as the campfire started to go dimly burn. Stephan, Carlos and only one or two other people were gathered around the campfire, it was late the sun long set and the air cold and brittle.
"So friend, how bout we celebrate this trip with a drink.", Carlos said as he reached into his back back and pulled out two glass shots. He reached in one of his pockets and pulled out a silver flask, into the shots he poured in the alcohol.
"I wouldn't mind to do so myself.", He said reaching over and taking the cup, "To this trip." He said raising his drink.
"And to friendships formed.", Carlos said hitting his glass against Stephan's. Stephan didn't waste any time and took the shot down in one gulp. His throat burned from the alcohol running down his throat. He took down three more until his vision started blurred and he felt dizzy he was drunk from the shots.
"Careful my friend, that is home-brewed, but you already know that don't you.", Carlos said as he looked over to the drunken Stephan. His body was rocking back and forth and his eyes seemed out of it.
"Well, a least you managed to take more than one shot.", Carlos said joking to himself about his drink and its potent affect on the large lizard, who had clearly never drank or rarely drank anything before.
Stephan started to get and started to stumble, he walked over to Carlos and fell over on the dragon, "Careful, this is a dragon you fell on.", He said as he got Stephan up off of him. It would be bad to let him sleep alone, and he didn't want the Komodo Dragon to do anything stupid so he deside the best thing to do would be to take him to his tent.
He slung the Komodo over his back and took the lizard over to his tent. He opened the flaps and put the lizard down on the floor, Stephan mumbling and saying made up words in his drunken sleep. He walked over to the lizard's tent and grabbed his sleeping bag. He put it on the floor and grabbed the lizard by his legs and put them in.
He started to move the lizard into the sleeping bag until he felt something, the lizard moaned at the contact and shook around, "Don't stop.", He mumbled in his drunkenness. Stephan raised his hand and put it on Carlos's hips, feeling around for something.
The atmosphere changed what could have once been a friendly gesture between two blossoming friends had changed into so much, the musk in the trapped air of tent, the sheer horniness shared between the deprived reptiles.
He'd let the lizard get what he wanted, he put his hands on the lizard's and moved both to his buttons, quickly his shorts and boxers fell to the tent floor. Stephan's hands searched more and found what he was looking for a tiny two inch silt between the dragon's black scales. He teased i. rubbing his fingers around the pink opening, evoking a moan from Carlos. He kept the game up until the head popped out. He lifted himself up from the sleeping bag and put his mouth on the head and gave it a long lick from his lizard tongue. Carlos shutter and moaned as he received the oral pleasure.
The ribbed black shaft started to rise out of its confines and into the tongue of Stephan. Carlos let out another moan. Stephan licked over the organ, giving Carlos more pleasure and making him release another long drawn out moan.
Stephan stopped licked and backed off, to take a look at the cock. It was black all over and at the bottom the lizard could see a knot starting to form. It was about 7 inches long and ribbed over the top. He took the organ and put in his mouth, he started to suck it. He drove his tongue around the cock as he gave out a blow-job to Carlos.
"Yeah, that's right suck it.", Carlos moaned out, he put his hands on Stephan's head and pushed him on his cock starting to thrust into the lizard's mouth. Pleasure flowed though out his body as he trusted into Stephan's throat.
He moaned out at his loadest and one final time as he grabbed Stephan's head and pushed all of his cock into it, he pumped out loads and loads of his sticky seed into the lizard's stomach. He let go and his cock popped out. He was drowsy, from being up late, the alcohol, and the release he just had. He fell to the ground and almost fell asleep, but not before mumbling, "Thanks my love.", to the drunken Stephan.
And so their real journey not to the temple but into each others heart begain.