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In a popular crossfit gym in town, Diesel's Crossfit, the owner Diesel Patrick was finishing up the day and getting ready to close the doors for the night when he heard his phone vibrating on his desk. One look at the caller ID brought a smile to his face, it had been a while since he had spoken to his best friend, Draco.

"Drake! My brotha from anotha motha! Hows it-!!..." he started but was cut short by Draco on the other end "Oh shit! Oh damn, i'm sorry to hear that... Oh, yes, of course, yeah ill help you get your things moved, yeah give me 15 minutes and I'll be right there."

With the lights out, and the doors locked, Diesel rushed out to where Draco was loading what he could into the trunk of his car, eyes red from crying. If that wolf knew what was good for him, he would stay in that house, because Diesel was about ready to beat the living shit out of him.

After a quick embracing hug, the two of them got to work, loading all of the larger pieces in back of Diesel's pickup truck, and after a couple of trips, everything was moved into the dragon's childhood home. He was; however, still missing quite a bit, such as a bed.

"Dude, come stay over at my apartment, at least until you get a bed, no point in you sleeping on the floor." Diesel offered, he would be more than happy to have the dragon over, he got rather lonely in that one bedroom apartment.

Being the owner of a successful gym, he dealt with a lot of different people, but Diesel didn't have many friends, most all of his friends from high school went on their own way, some of them got mad at him and left, and some just disappeared.

After a small amount of arguing, Draco finally agreed to stay with him, at least temporarily.

"Hellz yeah brotha man! Just like old times!" The husky thought back to their wild days in high school when they would sneak out and get wasted on a Friday night, vandalizing the town but not getting caught, good times.

But even Diesel had to admit, things have changed, and he wasn't the wild dog he used to be.

******

It felt good to see his old friend again, if it weren't for Diesel, he would never have made it through high school with his abusive father. It is true that the two of them did some stupid things back then, but they never got into any real trouble, just small class misdemeanors, and only got caught twice.

He hoped Diesel didn't expect it to be exactly like old days, as a teacher and school bus driver, he couldn't afford to get wasted on a school night or paint "666" on a local church building.

In the year that followed their senior year, Draco and Diesel experienced some friction because tha'ts when Draco went to college to become a theater teacher, and started shying away from the illicit activities that could lead to him doing jail time and ruin any chances of him getting a teaching job. Draco had to grow up fast once his dad died and that left Diesel to fend on his own.

After they quit talking, Draco had heard that his high school friend had gotten into the drug trade, selling marijuana and methamphetamine's to local junkies. It didn't take long for the husky to get on someone's bad side though, getting beat up and left for dead in the New Mexico Desert.

This, Draco thought, must have been what convinced Diesel to straighten up and become a crossfit trainer, at which point they briefly got back in touch. This didn't last long as they both had their own lives to run, though they thought about each other often.

Once they got back to Diesel's apartment, they caught up over a couple of beers and a good few cigarettes.

"So now you not only teach in the 9th ring of hell, but you also drive a loser cruiser? Man you are not the same dragon you used to be, not at all." the husky commented as he downed the last of his second beer and belched loudly.

"Well you're one to talk," Draco started "You used to be hell on wheels, and would beat the living shit out of anyone who just looked at you funny, but now look at you, your physical condition is in perfect check, you're a successful business owner, and there haven't been any reports about major vandalism so I assume your past that.

The two of them talked until around 11:30 when Draco decided it was best for him to go to bed, so Diesel helped him pull out the hideaway bed from the sofa and fetched him some spare blankets from the closet.

******

Draco walked into the apartment and sat down on the couch next to him, placing an arm around Diesel's shoulders. After a couple minutes, he looked up into the dragon's eyes, who was staring down smiling at him. He leaned closer to the dragon, who also leaned in and kissed the husky on the lips, slipping his forked dragon tongue down Diesel's throat.

Diesel moaned and slipped his own tongue back into the dragon's maw, rubbing his paws on the dragons chest, fumbling to undo the buttons on his shirt.

Once the shirt was off, the canine simply stared at the dragon, who was much better built than he had expected, the light bouncing off the scales like sunset on the ocean.

Draco leaned in and with his sharp front teeth barely nibbled on the husky's neck as he used his claws like scissors to cut Diesel's shirt from his chest.

"Been putting that gym to good use I see" the dragon said with a wink as he leaned in and kissed his large muscular chest. Diesel was a big guy, so being dominated by Draco was a bit strange, but he liked it.

Draco pushed him down on the couch and laid down on top of him as they continued to kiss deeply and passionately, their bulges pressing tighter against each other with every passing moment until Draco broke the kiss with a gasp and undid the huskies pants and his own, managing to remove what was left of their cloths.

The dragon lifted Diesel's hind legs up, and moved his tail to the side. Draco then placed his large dragon cock at the canines tailhole, moving it in a small circle to tease him.

Diesel moaned loudly as his partner teased his hole. Draco then pulled away just long enough to flip him over and play with his plump ass a bit.

Draco then went back to teasing the husky with his cock, until Diesel pushed back, causing the dragons cock to be shoved inside.

"Oh you dirty little slut, you think you can handle all this??" the dragon asked in a low growl. Before the needy husky could even squeak in response, Draco pushed more of his length into the depths of Diesel's pucker.

Diesel screamed in pure pleasure, clamping down on the dragon cock as Draco started to pump in and out.

He screamed louder, each thrust getting harder and faster, the dragon leaking pre inside him.

After what felt like an hour had passed and the lovemaking was so strong that the furs in china could hear their combined screams, the dragons barbs then extended into Diesel's insides, locking them together.

"Oh fuck!! I'm so close!" Draco screamed, trying not to let it out just yet.

"P-please! Let me have it!!" the husky screamed, wanting the dragon's seed more than anything.

The dragon roared loudly as cum exploded into the canines tunnel, causing him to howl loudly with pleasure.

Then Diesel woke up from the dream, his sheets soaked with sticky precum, his cock still hard as a diamond.

Diesel had always had a crush on Draco, ever since their freshman year. Not just a sexual attraction, but an emotional connection that formed over time. He thought he had gotten over it, but having him this close seems to have brought up old private feelings.

He sat up and lit a cigarette, checking the day on his phone. Saturday. No doubt Draco would be looking for furniture to put in his house today.

He stood up and got dressed before walking out into the living room to find Draco sitting at the table with a cup of coffee doing something on his iPad.

"Good morning sleepy mutt, you sleep ok?" Draco asked looking up at Diesel as he walked into the kitchen.

"Rather well actually." he said as he poured a cup of coffee, trying to hide his blush "You going to go get some furniture today?" he asked as he sat down at the table.

"Gee I didn't know you wanted me gone that bad" he said sarcastically "but yes, that is my plan. you want to come with me? I could use the company, and your truck.

"Oh? well I feel used, you only like me for my truck." he joked back laughing. "Yeah totally, ill tag along, should be fun."

******

Draco and Diesel walked into Big Bears Furniture to look for new furniture for Draco's house. the day was spent trying out different couches, chairs, beds, tables, and suits.

"So what exactly are you looking for?" Diesel asked as he was sitting back in a chair that resembled a psychiatrist patent chair.

"Something that really catches my eye, and preferably something that matches, I want the whole house to match" the dragon said as he kicked back in a recliner.

"Well, they have home suits, they are in the next room, we can go look there, what do you think?" the husky asked as he stretched, causing himself to fall over the side yelping in surprise.

"Sounds good to me you klutz, lets go." The dragon jumped up and held his hand out to a blushing husky to help him up.

They got to the next room, a massive warehouse that showcased several home plans with various displays: living room, kitchen, study, master bedroom, guest/family bedroom, and kids bedroom. They spent nearly 30 minutes looking around when Draco found a floor plan that was both cozy and attractive.

The upholstery was black leather, not too plush, memory foam in the matrices, dark oak wood tables shelves and furniture trim.

The total cost for a three bedroom house was roughly $5000, which was manageable on a monthly payment. An extra $150 for delivery and a 5-7 day wait, and it was all done with.

After that, the two of them went to Chili's for lunch, deciding to pig out on an order of endless fajitas for two, "endless" being the key word.

They finished the day by going back to the apartment and putting in "Poltergeist" laughing at the corny effects of the time.

At some point during the movie, Draco became very aware that Diesel's head was laying on his shoulder, and that the husky had fallen asleep. He blushed, not wanting to disturb the sleeping dog, so he consented to stay put, eventually falling asleep himself, holding the husky in his arms.

*******

Diesel woke up the next morning to the embrace of a pair of strong arms. With a quick look around, he realized that he must have fallen asleep leaning against Draco the night before, and Draco didn't want to wake him, as the pair of them slept like that the whole night through.

He watched the sleeping dragon, wondering if he should try to get up, or maybe that would wake him up. He sat there a bit longer, basking in the embrace of Draco's arms, placing his head back on the firm shoulders of the drake.

It wasn't until thirty minutes later that Draco woke up on his own. Diesel didn't move, wondering what the dragon would do upon finding him there.

To his surprise, the dragon lowered his head and whispered into his ears softly "We can sit here like this as long as you want, you look too comfortable to disturb."

Diesel blushed and looked up at the dragon "Well, maybe we shouldn't, food is calling."

I love him... he thought to himself I have always loved him... And i'm afraid. I'm afraid to tell him, afraid of what that could do to us... He was going to have to speak soon, or forever hold his peace, by the way Draco talked, there was a co worker that could beat him to the punch if he didn't act soon.

Draco cooked breakfast that morning, the smells of bacon, eggs, and pancakes filled the air. After breakfast, Diesel did the dishes and cleaned the kitchen. Draco took a look at the washing machine, which had been trying to go out for a year.

By lunch, there was laundry in the now silent washing machine, and they had ordered a pizza.

The rest of the day was spent playing Resident Evil 5, noises of bombs, shotguns, and zombies filled the apartment.

******

Sunday was filled mostly with zombie blasting, after he fixed a loose screw in the washing machine, though Draco kept thinking back to the night before, when Diesel fell asleep in his arms. Somehow it made him feel right at home.

Back in their high school days, Draco had a mild crush on his best friend, but never said anything, not wanting to ruin a friendship, or be laughed at. When they separated after high school, he managed to forget about his high school crush. Now; however, it was starting to come back, and he knew it could get awkward soon.

At around 11:30, they switched the XBox off and started getting ready for bed. When Draco went to pull out the hide-a-bed, he was stopped by Diesel.

"H-hey... If you.. I mean if you wanted to, you could er... you could come share my bed... w-with me..." the canine stuttered out blushing deeply.

This caused Draco to blush furiously as he stood up straight "Oh...! Well, uh yeah, sure, that would be nice..."

The pair of them slept comfortably, again Diesel held in the dragons arms. They both woke at the same time the next morning, even though Diesel didn't open the gym until late in the morning.

It was earlier than Draco was used to, it was his first day as an official school bus driver. Diesel sent him off with a decent breakfast and a mug of coffee. "Good luck bro, you got this. Perhaps we could get together for lunch?"

"Well," he started as he stood up from the table "I promised Jason we could try that new Chinese place on 34'th, but im sure he wouldn't mind if you tagged along."

Draco drove to work that morning with a smile on his face, parking outside the gates leading into the bus yard.

The rout went much better than he thought it would, though he knew that it being so early in the morning, the kits weren't awake just yet. Traffic seemed to flow perfectly, no reported accidents over the radio, no behavioral problems.

Class however, did not go so smoothly. One of his male students blew up at another classmate before punching him in the muzzle.

"Marco! Max!" he shouted "Break it up, break it up!" In no time, he had both sides of the story, pulling the attacker, Marco out into the hall. Marco, a normally well mannered equine, confessed to some home troubles that had been bothering him, and Max's annoying chatter pushed him over the edge.

"Let me tell you a little story, Marco" the dragon started "When I was your age, from the time I was 8, my dad would beat me. No particular reason to it, maybe I was five minutes late for dinner, or maybe he just didn't like the look in my eyes, but he would beat me almost every night. And yes, it was hard not to take it out on others. And of course, I was no saint back then, but I did know better than to take it out on others. It does help to have someone to talk to, so if you need someone to talk to, i'm here. Even if you need to just yell to get it all out, i'm here for you, I promise I will always listen."

The young horse sniffed through his tears and nodded when Draco told him to just sit in the hall and calm down. "Yes sir, thank you Mr. Blaiz."

When lunch finally rolled around, he and Jason met up with Diesel in the breakroom, Diesel having already picked up the food from Kung-Pow's Chinese restaurant.

Though Draco didn't notice it, there was a bit of tension. There were two fur's there who had a crush on the dragon, and they both knew it.

The rest of the day went smoothly, even his bus kits were well behaved, which really surprised him, but hey, it was only his first day as a bus driver.

When he got back to the apartment, Diesel still hadn't gotten home yet, he didn't close the gym for another hour.

Draco popped some chicken in the oven to bake while he did a bit of cleaning on the apartment.

Diesel got home about five minutes before the chicken and mashed potatoes were done. Dinner started out normal, they both ate at the table watching Breaking Bad on the kitchen tv.

It was all normal until Diesel spoke up and said something that almost made the dragon choke on his Dr. Pepper.

"Hey, I have something I need to tell you... I have felt this way for quite a while, just been too afraid to say anything... I love you Drake, I have always loved you..." he said as he played with his potatoes, blushing a bright red, ears laying back.