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Tessith panted, his flight wavering unsteadily as he traced a spastic, hurried path between the mountain range's peaks. He was sore and tired, and the dull ache of the magic-suppressing mageweed the trappers had forced on him certainly didn't help his erratic flight patterns. Thick manacles were still wrapped around his ankles, binding his forelegs to each other with chains and his hindpaws together with a thick iron bar. He grumbled to himself, his eyes nervously glancing up at the slowly lowering sun and over the pine forest below, searching for a place to set down and recover enough that he could start thinking about how to free himself completely. At least the humans couldn't chase him in the air like this. The metal, however, was dragging him down. He felt himself having trouble trying to maintain altitude, the huge red drake growling to himself. He strained and focused, forcing his powerful wings to keep beating. He was too tired to notice the two small black forms keeping closer to the trees, similarly reptilian in their silhouette, darting nimbly along behind him.

There. Tessith couldn't keep himself aloft for too much longer. Exhaustion weighed heavily on him. Not enough to force him down, of course, the proud red dragon would never admit to needing to land for a nap, but because that one clearing there looked really, really comfortable. With a swift dive and a flare of his huge wings, stretching the large drake's sails to their full extent to nimbly drop him through the clearing's opening. He reared up, landing with his hindpaws first on the soft, leamy ground of the forest. His pads sunk in just a bit as the dragon's bulk settled down onto his bound paws. The spicy air of the forest hit him, a calming, comforting scent compared to the icy, thin air of the sky and the dusty smell of the human's roads. The dragon managed a soft sigh before he let himself pant again, slowly recovering from his escape. Sure, the clearing was no sheltered cave, but the canopy would be plenty to keep the coming drizzle he smelled on the air off his back.

Finally. The chains clinked and held his legs firmly, but he was free again. He took a moment to stretch out muscles that ached from the cramped cage they'd stuffed the large dragon in.To his onlookers, he was certainly a fine piece of dragon. The large drake was nearly twenty-five feet long with his tail tucked and his shoulders were almost 16 feet off the ground. His bright red scales glinted in the sunset's amber light as it filtered through the trees. Black spines and highlights further drove to give the dragon his dangerous, powerful look, and the way he held himself showed that he certainly had the cockiness to match...An illusion of dominance ruined by the scorched, scratched metal binding him. The big drake rumbled, glancing around in front of him as he slowly padded over towards a clearing under a tremendous, venerable pine, his paws leaving tracks in the soft forest floor. "Well, what do we have here, Rell?" A playful voice sounded from behind the huge red drake.

Before Tessith could turn around, his hindpaws were pinned to the ground. His feet sunk deeper into the loam as a weight pressed the bar down between his hinds, forcing the dragon to crane his head back to see a pair of small blue dragons approaching him. They were similar enough that Tessith had to blink to be sure that he wasn't seeing doubles. The pair of dark blues were large for creatures, but they were absolutely dwarfed by the big red. Either one barely stood half as tall as the bound, red dragon. Tessith shifted, trying to free his hinds - but the psionic power holding the bar still did not yield to the tired dragon's struggle in the slightest. {I think we've a trespasser on our paws, Rill.} A similarly playful voice rang out, echoing in his mind instead of his ears.

Tessith let out a low, threatening growl; it was a terrifying sound that would send nearly any creature packing out of his mountains, but in his current tired and tied state, served only to make the first voice let out a sly giggle. "Oh, fiesty... Though, Rell, I think we've got something different on our claws here." Rill claimed, the dragons continuing their synchronized walk towards the drake.

Rell waited to answer as they reached their quarry, splitting off to pad around either side of him, slowly evaluating, looking over the large, dominant dragon like they would a trapped rabbit. {And what would that be, Rill?}

Rill grinned mischievously, pausing in his slow circling of the dragon to stare at his ever-so-slightly older twin underneath the red drake's belly. "Fun~" He stated with a lilt to his voice...Punctuating the playful word with a muzzle that stuck right under the red's tail, laying a long, wet lick over the much larger male's tailhole.

Tessith hissed, his tail tip nimbly coming down to ineffectual smack at the blue dragon. He tried to lift his forepaws to bat the molesting dragon away, but he could only raise his forepaws a foot or two before a similar magical force pinned the chain to the ground. "Hey! What do you think you're doing?" He growled out.

{Taking our toll for your use of our land.} The answer rang out in his head, clear as a bell, before another hot, wet tongue added itself to his other vent.

Tessith growled, his tail tip patting unproductively at the two dragons as the twin blue drakes forced their muzzles underneath the big blue drake. Their tongues teased over his vents, one working slowly over the dragon's disobediently swelling maleslit, fondling the warm ventlips there as the other worked against the large male's winking tailhole. The hot star there flexed against the assault of the slowly slurping tongue. Tessith shook his hips as much as he could, trying to shake off the twins, but his movement was limited and the brazen assault of the two blues was not to be dissuaded. He growled again, trying to tug himself free, but his bindings held him tightly down. He could feel himself losing the fight with his body, the proud dominant dragon unable to tear himself away, pinned down by two dragons that wouldn't approach his size stacked on top of each other. His eyes snapped shut as he gave a sudden roar - his vent opening as Rill forced his tongue right into the drake's sacred tail. His slick, prehensile oral muscle jammed itself into the big male's tight, vulnerable tunnel, ignoring the desperate clenches around the slick penetration. The small male's muzzle bumped into the dragon's rump with the force of his sudden assault, the dragon's thrashing tongue forcing the big red to punctuate his defiant roar with a sudden moan. Rell's tongue dipped into hsi vent at the same time, working the sensitive, rarely-fondled inside of the male's vent with his nimble tongue. Tessith's hindpaw pulled up a bit, the male's eyes shut tightly while his moan tapered off into a whine...electric tingles of pleasure shooting up his spine from the oral attention of the pair.

Tessith couldn't help himself. Even as contrary to the usual as the positions were, he couldn't stop his body. The slick feeling of that hot tongue penetrating him and the hot breath pouring over his vent from the other male were more than enough to force the drake's malevent to spread, his throbbing, lava-orange shaft pushing slowly out into the open air against Rell's waiting lips. {I think you may be right, Rill... This big, bad dragon is going to be fun.}

Rill waited to reply, suddenly drawing his tongue back, leaving Tessith's slickened tailvent suddenly empty, the small blue giving a playful giggle when the dominant red dragon couldn't keep his hips from giving a needy buck back towards the muzzle that tongue disappeared into. He rewarded the breaking dragon with another long,wet slurp all the way along that sensitive hole, teasing another deep, hot whine from the bound dragon and force another half-foot of throbbing, bright cock out into the air against his brother's face. "Mn, for being such a large male, he really seems to like taking my tongue." He teased.

Rell lazily grinned, nuzzling slowly along the throbbing underside of the huge male's cock, slowly licking just under the male's pointed tip, tugging lightly with his lips between short, teasing licks. That thick shaft pulsed eagerly while it ground against the twin's muzzle, the teasing sensations forcing the bound dragon's shaft out onto display. In short order, just over four feet of throbbing, bright cock bounced in the open air, bumping against the blue dragon's lips. {Mhhm, I am having a hard time believing that a dominant male would suffer chains.}

Rill grinned, wagging his rump side to side as he gave one last lick along the huge male's vent, his muzzle dipping down to lap slowly along the opposite side of the dragon's big cock. His thick black shaft throbbed in front of a heavy external pouch as well, dripping strands of thick pre onto the ground as his muzzle wrapped around the side of the huge dragon's thick prick. His brother mirrored the arousal, his pair of erect sixteen inch erections bouncing a bit while he shifted his footing slightly "Mhm, what sort of dominate dragon puts on manacles and then goes for a flight above other male's territories?"

Rell pulled his muzzle from that shaft with a soft pant, grinning to his twin as he licked slowly over his muzzle, just before his tongue darted out to capture a growing, glistening pearl of clear precum from the very tip of the large red's throbbing shaft, tasting the slick saltiness and teasing another shivering moan out from the big, trapped red. He winked at his brother, his tongue tip slowly teasing over the very tip of the big dragon's throbbing cockhead before leaning forward, pressing the head of that shaft into his muzzle. It was obviously a bit of a struggle for him to fit any amount of that prodigious shaft into his muzzle, but it didn't take long before Tessith's cockhead slid over the small blue's talented tongue and started to swell the male's throat. {Mn, I would say that 'slut' would be a perfect description.}

Rill grinned from ear to ear as he watched the small dragon slowly take in Tessith's huge shaft, inch after inch of throbbing, drooling dragoncock disappearing slowly into the male's tight muzzle. The bright orange of the shaft made an excellent contrast with black tongues and blue scales. The size was also more than significant, a fact shown off by Rill as he leaned down to slowly lap over the swelling bulge that Tessith's tremendous shaft made in the smaller male's throat. "Mn, look at this naughty red... Caught like prey, and if I'm not mistaken..." He paused for a moment, suckling warmly on the thick bulge in his brother's throat to feel the red's huge cock throb, "He seems to be enjoying his predicament a little more than a big, bad dragon should."

Tessith growled out, huffing out as his cock was plunged into the Rell's hot, tight throat, his claws scoring the earth underneath him as he tried to resist. The throat gulped and undulated around his shaft, trying to drag more of his shaft out of the cool air into the male's practiced throat. A whimper escaped the huge dragon's muzzle when he felt Rill's tongue and paws drifting over the exposed part of his pulsing length. "Mngh, when I get these chains off, I'm going to tear-" He started before another shock of that unseen force clamped his muzzle shut, leaving him only able to growl insolently.

{There we go. A submissive dragon like you ought to only open their muzzle to take cock.} Rell's voice rang out in his mind, teasing another shudder as another few inches of jaw-straining cock slid into the male's tight muzzle.

The psionic twin began to bob slowly back and forth on that shaft, slowly dipping deeper and deeper with each lazy, playful push. Tessith could not do much more than claw at the ground, his wicked, intimidating claws reduced to slicing into the soft ground of the forest floor beneath him as he was thoroughly pinned down by the two dragons barely half his size. Rill ceded more space on the big male's shaft for his twin, his forepaws drifting up towards the swelling knot at the base of the male's thick shaft. His tongue dragged slowly up the flexing front side of that shaft, finally reaching up until his muzzle bumped against the male's engorged vent, obviously stretched just with the sheer girth of the big dragon's erection, the male slowly working his tongue into the tight maleslit. "Eloquently put, brother. He doesn't seem to be resisting at all, the big dirty drake."

Tessith hissed out through his clamped muzzle when that tongue slid into his rarely-touched malevent. He manages to shift his legs again, but as he did, he realized that he was only able to step out...spreading himself out a bit more before the dragon's magic held him tightly in place again. The worst part was that the apha drake *was* enjoying himself. His huge cock was throbbing eagerly in that tight, hot throat, each gulp sending a shiver of pleasure down his spine. The feeling of having both the dragons play with his shaft, too, was incredible... but the tight grip of the psion's power and the cold, unyielding metal binding him made it very, very clear that it was on their terms, not his. His thoughts were interrupted suddenly when Rell dove even deeper. He had to stop himself climaxing, shuddering eagerly instead while most of his cock sunk into the drake's hot, stretched throat. He wasn't able to look, but he was sure that the blue had his cock sunken in almost to his chest. The feeling of the tongue inside of his stretched vent, touching the immensely sensitive and rarely stimulated root of his shaft was doing anything but helping him contain himself. "I think the slutty dragon is about to blow, Rell.. Let's see..." Rill rumbled playfully.

Tessith roared, a tremendous rumbling pushing past his clenched teeth, rocking a flock of birds out of the trees in the distance. He couldn't hold himself back, not as Rill did...something inside of his vent, that tongue grinding suddenly all the way around his cockbase while working every sensitive bit of flesh on the inside of his vent. His claws grabbed pawfuls of dirt as he tensed, his hips grinding down into Rell's tight, hot throat. His cock throbbed, once, twice, before suddenly releasing. That massive dragon shaft suddenly began to pulse, flooding the smaller drake instantly with the huge male's prodigious load. Rell was only able to handle two shots, the second one even pushing back to splash a bit of thick cream from his muzzle. He pulled back to let the huge, pointed arrowhead tip of the dragon to rest on his tongue for the next powerful shot. Thick dragon spunk flooded his muzzle with another shuddering moan from the huge drake above them, leaving the blue drake with a mouthful to work through before he finally pulled back all the way. That huge, lava orange cock bobbed and flexed, shooting the last few thick blasts of draconic seed over Rell's face and the soft ground. Tessith was left panting, his throbbing, still-erect shaft dripping thick cream from the tip of his tapered cock onto the forest floor beneath him. {Mn, there we go. I think it might be your turn with our new toy, Rill.}

Rill grinned, making sure to grind his entire front along that thick, throbbing erection while he repositioned himself. Tessith gave another indignant rumble to accompany his hips in another short, uncontrolled thrust forward. "With pleasure. Though, Perhaps our new whore might want to lay down for this one. I can tell what you're thinking, brother."

{You know me too well, Rill.} Rell replied, a smirk plastered across his face as he leaned over to lick along his brother's muzzle, spreading a bit of seed across it. Now let's see...

Tessith managed some sort of yelp as he was suddenly turned upside down. His legs flipped right out from under him and he was on his back barely after he realized that his feet were no longer under him. The spreader bar pressed down, pinning his tail expertly between his hinds as they pressed back onto the ground. His forepaws were pulled back, secured to his chest. He squirmed again, insolently grumbling and trying to press away from the powerful force holding him to the ground. He could do barely more than squirm cutely while the smaller dragons crawled over him. He hissed slightly through his invisible muzzle while the pair molested him. Rill grinned as he worked himself up onto the male's belly, rubbing down with his paws before he slowly pushed back to grind the thick, cumslick tip of the dragon's thick erection under his tail. "That's a good boy, naughty subby drake..." He growled out while his hips worked back and forth, taking his time to luxoriously drag that huge cocktip along his hindquarters, pressing back and forth to work it along his flanks, grinning widely to himself as the head pressed between his legs, nearly brushing between both his thighs while it ground against his own drooling erection.

His twin had a different idea, his point of ingress a bit lower on the male. He slid around the dragon's thigh, grinning as he ground himself along that big male undertail. His forepaws warmly groped and rubbed the knotted, thick base of the brightly colored cock, unable to keep himself from fondling over the male's swollen vent lips while he situated himself. Rell grinned, slowly dragging his pair of throbbing erections along Tessith's undertail, the ridged black shafts slowly approaching their quarry. {Now let's see if the big, bad dragon really is as much of a slut as we think...}

Tessith growled a bit, his eyes shut tightly, his toes and fingers wiggling and flexing as his only real outlets for his movement. He let out a soft pant as his sensitive, pointed tip ground and throbbed against the other male... At least that was a bit more of a familiar sensation, very much unlike the feel of the other dragon's tips grinding along his tail vent. Hew couldn't help but let a whine escape his lips. This wasn't proper, he was the bigger male, the dominant one, and these two were crawling over him, pinning him down like nothing, and now he-

His thoughts were interrupted as the pair suddenly started to press down. He tensed up, gasping out while he felt his sensitive, throbbing tip slowly press into the incredibly tight rump of the blue atop him...and the feel of the other dragon pressing into his tight, unused tail. He whimpered a bit, squirming as he shifted a bit, the feeling rather uncomfortable to start, though it was tempered by the feeling of Rill arching himself back, pressing down hard to press inch after inch into himself. Tessith squirmed, growling loudly as his vent ached, slowly taking more and more of the bright blue. No, no, mngh, that's not, agh, don't, oh god yes, more, I need more. His opinion suddenly shifted, the dragon gasping as he suddenly arched up when his tip finally sunk entirely into the small drake above him and Rell's throbbing shaft tips ground along his hidden prostate. {There we go, slut, how does that feel?}

Tessith panted out, replying with, "Oh god, if that's how it feels... I need more..." before suddenly gasping. He'd already gotten used to the muzzle and the ability to talk without being heard...when he suddenly realized what he'd said, aloud. The muzzle had dissipated for just long enough for him to speak his mind before it wrapped around his muzzle again, forcing his head back to display his throat as Rell began to piston into him. That's right, slut, this is your place.

Rill let out a deep moan above his brother, panting as he slowly sunk inch after inch into himself. The small drake wasn't anything near a match for the red's tremendous cock, but Rill had his fetishes and the repeated, short thrusts that ground against the bigger drake's prostate made sure that his cock was spurting plenty of slickening pre to lubricate the way. "Mnngh, how's that ass, Rell?" He asked back, his words stumbling over deep pants.

The blue dragon grinned wickedly, leaning up as his brother sunk back, the male holding the base of the thick, throbbing orange cock while he stretched up, laying a long lick along the underside of the shaft, all the way up to the top of his brother's stretched tailvent, teasing out a shiver from his stuffed twin. His thick, throbbing cocks ground into the big dragon's tight hole. Even though he was significantly smaller than the other male, he had plenty of girth between his twin shafts. Thick ridges popped in and out against the red's clenching tailhole, forcing the male's' entire body to shiver in pleasure underneath the blue. His face turned into a growling sneer, the sound ringing out lowly in the dragon's minds, signalling his shift as he began to arch his hips, slamming himself hard and fast into the bigger male. {Take it, take it like the slutty omega you are! Mnngh, it feels like I'm the first dragon to ever claim you.}

Tessith squirmed, growling out loudly. He was suddenly glad for the muzzle again, the tight grip of the magical dragon's claws keeping him nearly silent kept him from doing the begging he so wanted to do. His mind was yelling at him, yes, trying to convince him that this wasn't the place for a big, dominant dragon...but his body was tell him that his mind was correct...but the feeling of the two dragons on top of him felt so *good*. He whimpered, his growls attempting aggression to cloak the needy whines of pleasure the actions teased out of him, his hips bucking up against the blue drakes, pressing more of his throbbing cock into Rill's overly tight tunnel, pressing his hips up against the other tywin's invading erections. Rell panted soundlessly, pistoning quickly into the larger drake, lewd smacks sounding as their hips met on each powerful thrust. "Mnngh, c'mon Rell... Mark this slut so I can cum..." He growled out, grinding himself back on the huge shaft embedded in him, barely managing it to the halfway mark.

{Rrrrrgh!} Rell cried out, the dragon slamming himself into the larger one as hard and as fast as he could. He leaned out, fighting past his tensing body to lay another long lick along that thick cock and his brother's stretched tailvent. His hips pistoned down into the suddenly need, slutty red, the male pounding in with the dominant thrusts that Tessith was so used to being on the other side of, their hips slapping together while he was reamed. It was all too much for the red. Between the attentions of the two dragons and the sudden, deeply ingrained taboo of being in the position he was in, even the fact that he'd blown his load already couldn't stop him. His tremendous cock flexed, his tunnel clenching down hard and rhythmically around Rell's thick dicks while he hit another powerful climax. This blasts of seed poured out into the blue above him, filling the trembling twin even more while his shaft flexed and strained inside his tight tunnel.

The twins were already on edge, and with A sudden, soundless huff from Rell, they both hit their peak at exactly the same time. Rell's hips slammed down, forcing every single inch of his throbbing, orgasming cocks down into Tessith's tight tailhole. His brother ground back as much as he could, though all semblance of motor control was lost while the huge dragon's prick flexed inside of him, heat blossoming deep inside him, his own throbbing shaft splattering thick, hot shots of cum over Tessith's front, splashing over his chest and exposed neck.

Finally, with a hot huff, the twins grinned back at each other. Tessith squirmed a bit, his breaths coming hot and fast, the male still squirming against his bindings..though, he didn't seem to mind them as much as he had this morning. Rill smirked, panting a bit as he ground himself forward a bit, slowly drawing half a foot of throbbing, stiff cock out of his rump to give him a bit of room to rest. His throbbing, drooling shaft rested warmly against Tessith's belly, smearing his warm cum over the dragon's softer, warm belly scales. "Mnh, this one was a good catch, brother."

Rell grinned, huffing softly as he recovered himself, slowly pulling his thick shafts free to let the drooling, cumslick cocks rest over Tessith's warm tailvent. He grinned up at his brother, licking his lips slightly. His shafts throbbed, the pointed tips of the ebony members drooling the last of his marking orgasm over the larger male's undertail.

{I think he's even begun to like it.}