>>0669 (OP)

В предыдущей серии:
Рубрика «Художества для вас» - сегодня у нас по настоящему добрая история о том как однуму из наших читателей не получившему обещанный рисунок с драконочкой наши гости-художники нарисовали множество их. Разумеется, все рисунки прилагаются, на отдельном развороте!
«Вечерний Кодар» - после довольно длительного перерыва в выходе каких-либо новых артов, в наши лапы попало множество, нет, МНОЖЕСТВО картинок с патреона Кодара, поэтому данная рубрика вышла в этом выпуске весьма большой. И несмотря на то что некоторым читателям не совсем нравятся некоторые поднимаемые там темы, в частности отход от драконотематики во многих картинках, мы верим что у каждой картинки найдется свой ценитель.
«Логово чешуйчатого психолога» - разбираем извечный вопрос о разумности четвероногих, и как это соотносится с сексуальными отношениями с ними же. Где проходит граница при которой порядочный дракон может сношать львичку, а драконочке можно поднимать хвост для коня, или же этой границы нет вовсе? Как связана разумность и насилие и при чем тут фурри? Почему среди людей до сих пор находятся странные личности падающие в обморок при предложении секса с феральным драконом? Промокод со скидкой на посещение психолога в конце статьи!
«Логово чешуйчатого биолога» - в продолжение тематики предыдущей статьи, но с разбором более приземленных фактов. Чем является дракон, какая у них классификация, что древние двуногие думали о драконах в своих мифах и что же такое те самые фералы которых все так то любят то ненавидят, то хотят затащить в постель? Что будет если дракон решит заняться этим самым с касаткой? Промокодов на посещение биолога в сегодняшнем выпуске не будет.
«МайЛиттлДрагон» - о наших иногда довольно странно выглядящих собратьях из фендома о волшебных летающих, бегающих и занимающихся насаждением дружбы волшебных лошадях. Еще одна зачастую противоречивая тема, судя по комментариям читателей, зачастую осуждающих выходящее из этого фендома, но обсуждение драконов есть обсуждение драконов.
«Крылья Зимы» - небольшой арт-разворот, посвященный зимней виверне из одной популярной, но неоднозначно воспринимаемой игры. Арта много не бывает!

И конечно же новые арты, множество их, прячущиеся грифоны и любопытные кобольдочки, всё еще замерший с прошлых выпусков кодарооксаризм, разгоряченные диалоги и упорные перепалки, и традиционная атмосфера, всегда с вами!
Продолжение в новом треде!

>>0972
В этом фрагменте 50 на 50 примерно, и абзацы от ИИ в рамках этой сцены почти идеальные, в них ничего не пришлось исправлять. Кроме того что он всё пытается обнимашки в секс превратить и настойчиво описывает появление у дракона эрекции, вот это пришлось исправлять или рефрешить, ибо рано ещё. Но чтобы к этому прийти, нужно сначала потрудиться. В прошлом треде сумбурно описывал, сейчас попробую более чётко и полно:

- Пока у него мало инфы, он пишет бред. Поэтому начало истории - всегда самый сумбурный и бредовый элемент. Будь готов, что первые полчаса почти все будешь писать ты, исправляя его попытки свернуть куда-то не туда. Да и позже, всё таки ты хозяин истории, а он просто робкий соавтор, который периодически предлагает как годные идеи, так и хуйню. Надеяться на него не стоит, надо хотя бы примерно придумать что должно быть дальше.

- В самом начале дай ему как можно больше данных, особенно если кастом-историю начинаешь. Нужна прямо стена текста с описанием мира, стартовых событий и мотивации, анатомии существ и т.д. но не литературно, а простыми предложениями: Ты дракон. У тебя 4 лапы и 2 крыла, и длинный хвост. У тебя золотая чешуя и голубые глаза. У тебя есть анус и половая щель. При эрекции твой член высовывается из половой щели. И вот так обо всем.

- самую важную и базовую часть такой инфы нужно засунуть в постоянный буфер там по отдельной кнопке. Ограничение в 1000 знаков, так что много туда не напишешь. Но эту инфу он постарается помнить всегда.

- потом по ходу продвижения вперёд исправляй его ошибки, уточняй и меняй под себя, если его ответ устраивает частично, или рефрешь, а то и вообще пиши сам за него, если не устраивает совсем. Чем дальше, тем его абзацы будут связнее и лучше.

- Несмотря на всё это, память у него дырявая, и он будет иногда путаться и забывать. Особенно о том, что произошло уже давно. Исправляй. Он учится и пытается понять, что и почему ты исправил, и старается угодить тебе.

- эта штука не напишет за тебя крутую историю, всё сюжетные повороты её авторства - это всё таки рандомный бредогенератор, который интересные повороты конечно выдает, но абсолютно случайно. Ну и вообще внятный сюжет надо хоть немного планировать и продумывать, а не идти вслепую вперёд, а это может сделать только живой человек. текстогенератор разве что оживить и украсить деталями поможет. Крутые сны или яркие фантазии он наверное никогда не заменит, а вот дополнит - да, вполне.

- В чем он уже действительно хорош - это в камерных сценах с двумя-тремя персонажами, и то - когда поймет что тебе от них надо. Реально, получаются почти идеальные диалоги и действия, аж до мурашек, как будто ролишь с живым собеседником, который с тобой на 100% на одной волне. И ещё хорошо описывает несложный экшн и порнуху - эротической графомании этой штуке точно много скормили.

- то есть вот пообнимался я с дракошей ночью у костра на том скрине, и он мне описал всё это просто прекрасно, но куда мы пойдём по сюжету наутро, чтобы история была внятная, а не сон наркомана - это должен придумать и написать я сам.

- и да, подписался на премиум, но существенную разницу вижу только в длине его абзацев, но не в качестве текста. До того как подписался, ещё в прошлом треде меня сначала с бесплатной версии проперло точно так же. Платную версию ИИ там можно взять бесплатным триалом на 7 дней.

Вот. Надеюсь, поможет, тебе и кому-нибудь ещё.

>>0997
Раз тебе понравилось, вот, ещё чуть-чуть дальше написал. В ближайшие дни продолжать не собираюсь, надо заставить себя заняться делом, а не этой развлекаловкой, поэтому сразу запощу.

Вторую половину поста написал без ИИ, потому что уже придумал, о чём писать, и его помощь была не нужна.

Продолжение текста с Пэйстбин:

You look up at the trees' foliage and say: "How high can you fly, Grahk?"
"Another random question out of nowhere, huh?"
"Yep. One of many", you reply.
"Heh, well... we can fly above the clouds, that's for sure. I've never been interested in trying to check my limits, though," Grahk replies.
"Why not?", you ask.
"Because there's nothing but thin air there, and the land is more beautiful when you're not too far from it, so that you can see many little details".
"You've seen a lot of beautiful things during your couple of centuries, haven't you?", you say.

"Yes, I have. There was a time I could barely leave the cave my father lived in, though. It's funny to think about it now", the wyvern says with a faint smile.
"Why was that?"
"Because he was scared of something happening to me, and he needed someone to manage the household, he said. As if I couldn't do it! I believe it's what ultimately led to our... disagreement later on", he says.
"What was the disagreement about?", you ask.
Grahk is silent for a while, although you can tell that he's collecting his thoughts before speaking again.
"My father... he loved me, in his own way", the wyvern starts, "and he still does. However, as I said, he was very overprotective. He didn't want me, a grown-up dragon, leave the cave and even simply fly over the valley! He was very old already, how couldn't he understand that he took the wrong strategy of bringing up a son? So one day I decided to run away from home and start my own life."
"And where was your mother?"
"She was killed before I hatched, I never got to see her."
"Oh. I'm so sorry. But... by whom?"
"A group of hunters, most likely. I don't really know, dad didn't tell me a lot about that. Anyway, one day I escaped from our cave. I thought I would be able to hunt and live somewhere by myself. Naturally, things were not that easy."
"What happened?"

"I flew over a little mountain range, and there I saw a beautiful, green valley. It had a small river, lots of animals and so on. I thought it'd be the perfect place to live. I couldn't wait to start building my home there. But, as I arrived, I saw something unexpected."
"What was it?"
"...another wyvern lived there.", Grahk says.
"Really?"
"Yes. He was a very nasty creature, and territorial as well. I tried to fly back and leave the valley, but he instantly closed the gap between us and caught me. We fell to the ground and started fighting. Or, it's better to say, he started to attack me, and I was trying to protect myself from his claws and fangs. And of course I failed. I was exhausted, bruised and bleeding... I simply started to beg for mercy. And then... then he said I had to follow him into his cave and...", Grahk starts sobbing as he speaks, "...and be a female for him".
"Oh no", you say.
"Yeah. Oh no", Grahk smiles bitterly.

You are speechless. You don't really know what to say to this dragon. He has been through a lot. You just put your hand on his shoulder, and he continues.

"I really had no choice. He was too strong. I couldn't escape from him. And so I had to follow him back to his cave, where he... well, you got it. He did it several times in a row, and then he finally fell asleep right on top of me. I was too exhausted and too scared to move. But the worst thing I realized back then was that I... liked it. Don't get me wrong, I hated him and I was terrified by the situation I got into. With what this seemingly beautiful world turned out to be. And yet, the feelings when he penetrated all my orifices he could reach were... so strong, so... new and wild, so pleasant. I liked being exposed and helpless in front of him, being used by him, having my life, my body and my will in his paws. When I finally used the last ounce of strength and got out of his heavy sleeping body, I looked at him... at his vulnerable neck. And I realized that it was probably my only chance to finish him off, to make him pay for his aggression and cruelty".

"You did that?"
"No. I... I simply walked away, with tears in my eyes, sobbing like a small hatchling. I knew I couldn't come back to my father in a state like that, so... I just escaped that valley and after some roaming found another place where I could live alone. I spent a couple of years there. I started to get stronger. I learned to hunt and to fly better. I even learned to swim in the lake I had on my territory. But soon... soon I started to feel the urge. The urge of the young body in a desperate need. And so, I..."

"Oh... I think I know where this is headed", you sigh.
"Yeah. I came back to that dragon. Voluntarily. And raised my tail for him again", Grahk looks down sadly, "and I loved it again. He was... surprised of course, and yet it seemed that he was expecting me. He said I was free to come to him any time I wanted.", the wyvern chuckles sadly, "And I did. I came again and again. He finally mentioned his name one day, it was Brelras. That's how I lived back then. A decade passed, and one day I came to Brelras again, only to discover that some adventurers have slain him and robbed his cave. They were still there when I came, I simply hid and backed away silently, they didn't notice me. It was too late anyway, I saw his red hide among their loot. Still, I can't say I was sorry about him. I... liked him in a way only when he was fucking me. But apart from that, he was always very rude and mean with me, he didn't want to talk about anything that bothered or interested me, and he never took me with him in his hunting raids or travels. Each time I asked, he was insulting me saying that a whiny bitch like me is no use in a male's business".

"What a nonsence, Grahk! You're just as fierce and strong fighter, as any other dragon", you exclaim.
"Oh, so you've seen many dragons, huh?", Grahk smiles, "but thanks, and yes, to some extent you're right. I worked hard to become a better flyer and fighter. Some of Brelras's words really hurt me, and tried my best to prove him wrong. So when he died, I decided it was time to leave that part of the country and look for another home, and probably another mate. I still wanted to try it with a female, you see. And today, I still do, I guess. But before leaving, I went to see my father. Naturally, he wasn't angry with me anymore. He was glad to see a fit young dragon his son has become. Of course, I didn't tell him anything about Brelras and stuff. I told him about my hunting and flying progress instead. I honestly declared that my mind had a thirst for knowledge, too, and that I was going to look for a new home, for a female and for the sources of knowledge. I was going to found my own cave and start gathering my treasury and my library from the scratch. And so I did, in fact. But instead of a female, I met Byrdar, as you already know".

The wyvern falls silent for some time and then sighs deeply "I'm sorry John. You asked me if I've seen something beautiful, and I'm telling you... this".
"No, no," you protest, "it's alright!"
"Well, thank you then. I felt like I needed you to know that. I think I haven't told it to anyone in this detail yet", Grahk leans to you and carefully puts his heavy horned head onto your chest, "as for your initial question, yes, I've seen them. A lot of beautiful things. Everywhere. And always. There's not a single thing without beauty at all, I guess. But there's no point in describing it. You just... feel it."
"Yeah. I get what you mean", you say, petting his head gently.
"Some of these things are long gone, but some others... are still here", his emerald eye looks at you, "and I'll show some of them to you".
"Like what?", you ask.
"Like... flying", he smiles, "I'll show you the world from above. And... not only that. Be patient, my dear human, and you'll see".
You close your eyes, smiling. You've already seen one of the most beautiful things in this world. You're touching its scaly head right now.

>>1023
Ещё чуть-чуть продолжения и наконец-то полноценная сцена секса.

(1/2)

An hour later you both walk through the forest heading South. Each step reduces the distance between you and the city of Avalion. Yet it'd take dozens of days before you reach the city if you keep walking on foot.

Grahk's gait makes you think that wyverns aren't used to walking long distances in the first place, he looks like a gigantic clumsy bird to you. It's a funny and cute sight, you have to admit.

"What's up?" Grahk asks if he notices you looking at him.
"Nothing," you say, "it's just you walking so..."
"How?" the wyvern stops.
"Dunno. In a funny way," you shrug.
"Ah shut up human," Grahk's waves his wing at you, "have you seen your own gait? You don't even have a tail, you can barely keep your balance as you walk!"
"True, I'd kill for having such a big and sexy tail like yours," you smile.

"You're weird", he says.
"You love me for it", you wink.
Grahk growls playfully at you and continues walking.
"How's wound?" you ask.
"Better, thanks, but I'd still be happy to find some Chinad leaves to make it heal faster"
"I always thought you dragons can regenerate quickly or something like that," you say.

"To some extent, we do, or it's more correct to say it's harder to harm us. Remember your arrows? And yet, we're mere mortal creatures just like anyone else, so... no magical regeneration traits or anything like this, no", he looks at you.

"By the way, why didn't you try to breathe fire when the hogs attacked us? The hog might not have a chance to hurt you if it got roasted right away," you say.

"I couldn't", he shrugs.
"Why?"
"I was nervous back then. When I'm nervous, I involuntarily block my own fire-breathing ability somehow, no idea how it happens but that's the way it's always been. It wasn't a problem for me to make a campfire for us last night, or to attack my prey with fire when I hunted, but in a serious and dangerous battle..."
"In a serious battle, you're not a fire-breathing creature anymore," you finish his sentence.

"Yep," he looks down. "So much for the real dragon, huh?"
"What do you mean?" you ask.
"This is not what you expected from a wyvern I guess. When you spoke to me for the first time, I saw that gleam in your eyes. You were so amazed by the very idea of meeting me. You expected me to be a majestic noble creature..."
"But you ARE, Grahk! You are the creature I expected you to be!" you exclaim.

"R-right. The male who eagerly raises his tail for stronger males and squirts like a girl without even having a boner. The dragon who can't attack an enemy with his fire breath since he's too nervous or simply scared when it comes to serious fighting", the wyvern stops walking and lowers his head.
You stop as well and come closer to him.
You cup his chin and make him look into your eyes.

"So what? you are the bravest, kindest, most-of-the-time intelligent being I've ever met. You are the true dragon, the noble creature of the sky. You risked your life to save mine, and you did save me. Twice already, since you were also wise enough to realize that I was about to enter the trap when I wanted to get back to the city, and you stopped me. You raise your tail for males, so what? Does it make you a bad person, a bad dragon? How exactly? It just makes you a tender and desirable lover, that's what I think. You said I'm one of the best humans out there, which is an arguable matter but okay, so listen here Grahk, you are the only dragon I've met so far, but I'm ready to stake my life on the fact that you're one of the best dragons in this fucking world, and most likely the best of them all. And I don't give a fuck if you can breathe fire in a battle or not. I love YOU and I love you for all these traits of yours! You are the first person in my life I'm saying this words to: I love you, Grahk. You are my best friend and my dragon".

The wyvern's jaw moves a few times, but no words come out, as he realizes how much you care for him.
"I-I..." he stutters.
You embrace him in this moment of need, and you feel his body going into state of panic for a few seconds, but then you feel him embracing you back. He starts to cry on your shoulder.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." he cries.
"For what? Being a nervous wyvern?" you say with a smirk.
Grahk giggles a bit through his tears and says: "I... guess I needed this... I was so scared because I thought you would think of me differently...".
"That's why you cried last night?"
"Yeah... I just... I fell in love with you right away... And I saw all that enthusiasm of yours... But I never thought a human creature would love me in the first place... And I thought I'd disappoint you in the end and you'll leave me... "
You kiss him for a few seconds in the forehead, and then you reply: "Never. You'll always be my best friend".
The blushing dragon licks your face in response.

It's early evening when you decide to halt and make a camp on the river bank. Grahk tells you that he'll be ready to fly with you after another throrough rest. You remove the bandage from his wound, and the dragon walks into the river in order to take a bath. You start collecting the firewood as you suddenly notice the purple Chinad flowers. You pick up its flowers and leaves, they'll certainly help your dragon recover faster.

Having built a campfire, you take your bow and go hunting. You quickly manage to shoot a couple of ducks. Better than nothing, but you doubt it'll be enough for Grahk. When you return to your camp, you notice that the wyvern is still in the river. You can hear the water splashing there. You smile and follow the sound, approaching your friend.

The dragon is quietly sitting in the shallow water, not yet finishing his bath. The sun's rays shine through the clouds upon his scales, making them reflect the light and shine in multiple colors. You feel like you're in a dream. Sun rays shining upon your dragon's scales, a warm wind caressing your face.

"Need some help there?" you ask.
"Huh?" the dragon looks at you. "Oh. I was just enjoying the sun."
Looks like he's feeling better already. He comes closer to you, and you gently caress the side of his face, stroking through his sparkling blue scales.
"Why thank you, sir..." he smiles while closing his eyes. "What have you been doing, John?"
"I've brought a couple of ducks. Not much, but..."

The dragon smiles playfully. "Awesome! One is yours, the other is mine!"
"I doubt a single duck will satisfy you", you say.

"I have an idea what can satisfy me," he grins.
"Oh?" you raise the eyebrow, "May I at least wash myself before you take me in your sharp claws, oh mighty dragon?"
"Certainly," Grahk replies, "I like my prey nice and clean." You start undressing on the river bank. The wyvern is sitting in the water calmly, watching you.

You look up at him, blushing slightly: "What, never seen a naked human before?"
The dragon laughs and shakes his head. The cold water makes you shiver, and you quickly wash yourself.
"Ahh so cold!", you say feeling the goosebumps covering your body, "how can you stay in the water for such a long time?"

"Well maybe I'm just hot enough for that!" Grahk replies and you giggle.
"No doubt you are, but seriously... Aren't you cold-blooded?"
"It's a common misconception, actually. Our body temperature is not regulated by our surroundings like in the case of the reptiles." Now you're really impressed. Soon your body is completely clean. You come closer to your dragon.
"Huh?" he asks.

You gently start rubbing the dragon's white chest scales. Grahk starts purring and closing his eyes, enjoying the feeling.
"Oh, thank you so much for this, John," he moans.
When you finish, the dragon looks at you with a serious expression on his face:
"John... I really want to show you that I love you so much..."

You look into his eyes and nod.
"Then show me. Let's just go into the camp and burn the campfire first. It's cold here," you say tenderly.
Grahk nods and stands up. You reach the shore and dry yourself with a blanket.

Then you grab your clothes, not bothering to put them back on, and go back to your camp, side by side with your wyvern. As you arrive, he breathes onto the campfire immediately, making the fire burn.
"Here!"
You start rubbing yourself to warm up, and then Grahk comes closer to you. He sits down behind you, embraces you tightly with his wings and says:
"I want to keep you warm, John."

You put your arms on his wings tenderly and lean your body back onto his.
He starts nuzzling your chest with his snout, kissing and licking you. You put your hands on his head, stroking his long horns.
Suddenly he pushes you onto the ground and start growling while huffing towards you: "Now you're mine!"

You lie flat on your back, your own clothes under your body, your arms and legs spread sideways. The fire burning aside makes you warm, but the fire inside you is much hotter. Your body is already starting to get excited, and the wyvern towering above you clearly sees it.

Grahk leans over you and you feel his breath on your skin.
You close your eyes in anticipation and feel him starting to lick your chest.
His tongue slowly moves across your chest, going down towards your belly, all the while spreading a cold wave through your body. It feels cool and warm at the same time. He goes further down, and soon his tongue is on your crotch. He starts licking there as well, the pleasure slowly building up.

You moan and open your eyes, looking at your dragon. He looks back at you and grins:
"You taste good, John". With these words he positions himself above your cock more steadily and slowly lets it enter his maw.

You moan as he begins to suck on you gently. He starts sucking with a well-timed rhythm, and you close your eyes again. You feel the dragon's lips and tongue tensing and relaxing in a perfect motion. It is very pleasurable, and you let out a couple of moans.

Grahk stops and looks at you, smiling.
"Wh-why did you stop?", you pant.
"I didn't. Just can't take my eyes off you, human", he says simply before going back to it. The wyvern's mouth movements are so intense that it's impossible not to moan loudly.

You feel like your entire lower body is going to explode; the dragon's mouth is just too much stimulation.
You feel your body tensing more and more, and know that you are close. You let out one last loud moan as you release yourself into the wyvern's mouth. He stops moving and stays still while you cum, then swallows.

He looks up at you with a big smile on his face.
"My tastiest prey", he says, and licks the corners of his mouth. You notice a blush on his cheeks. You need a couple of moments to catch your breath before you manage to say:
"My turn now?"
"Sure", he says, "but please don't forget to use your magnificent hands, as well!"

The dragon steps forward and crouches just above your neck, so that his groin is in front of your face. Then he leans back, leaning on the ground with both wingpalms. Given what you already know about Grahk, you are not surprised to see that he doesn't have an erection yet, but his genital slit is excessively leaking with clear slimy precum. You carefully and slowly put two fingers inside this private cavity and start stimulating it. At the same time, you lean closer and lick the upper part of his slit. His pre tastes salty and unusual, yet not offensive at all. You can feel the dragon's body shudder as he purrs and moans in pleasure.
"Nnh... hnnh... don't be so careful, John... y-you can go faster... and deeper..."

This is a challenge you gladly accept. You instantly increase the speed and depth in which your fingers are moving, while enveloping as much of the genital slit as possible with your tongue. The dragon purrs louder, and this makes your mouth vibrate mildly, but that doesn't stop you.

You continue the work of your tongue and your hands, adding one finger after another until you work with all five. You go on doing that for a couple of minutes until finally stop in order to catch a breath.

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You look up at Grahk and notice that he's looking at you tenderly and gratefully. You've never been granted with a look like this in all your life yet.
"So...", you say, smiling, "will I ever see your magnificent dragon dick or not?"

"I guess", Grahk blushes harder as he looks aside, "j-just... work a little harder for that... will you?"
"Sure," you nod.
"And...", Grahk takes a pause before he brings himself to saying that, "you could also play w-with my..."
"Your ass?", you help him finish the sentence.
The wyvern nods, blushing heavily: "Please. If you want, of course. D-don't worry, I'm clean down there, I've washed myself thoroughly in the river".

"As you say, oh mighty dragon!" you reply making him cover his muzzle with his wingpalm ashamedly. You go on working at his slit as you did before, but now you start massaging his tailhole with your other hand as well.

Using the wyvern's excessive precum, you lube your hand and his rear entrance, and after some foreplay you slip your fingers inside. The four fingers of your left hand easily enter Grahk's rectum, and you feel him tightening his sphincter around them.

He moans loudly with an animalistic tone as his body starts to shudder. You go on fingering his tailhole faster and faster, changing positions of your fingers from time to time just to prolongate his enjoyment, which seems to work well since he doesn't seem to have enough of it. Along with that, you continue fingering, licking and kissing his slit, and after a while you finally feel something inside it.

You go on with stimulation, deliberately touching the tip of his hardening manhood. When it finally starts emerging from the depths of his slit, you stop working with your mouth and remove your fingers from Grahk's ass. Instead, you begin to caress, rub and jerk his growing dick covered with a thick coat of precum.

A minute later, it's fully erected and you stop, leaving your right hand on it and taking a good look at it. It's looks like... well, like a dragon dick. It's pink, about 10 inches long, and not very thick; it's also curved upwards in an interesting way. It has a well-shaped triangled head, which, thanks to the barbs crowning its edges, reminds you of a dragon's head in a strange, funny way. Along the center of the penis underside, a row of barbs lines up to the organ's base. The barbs are not very long or sharp, yet they look quite dangerous. But when you touch them, you realize that they're very soft.

"S-so?," you hear the dragon's embarrassed voice, "what do you think, John?"
"It wasn't an easy task, but I think I've finally found your treasure. Haven't I?" you smile, looking at him playfully.

Grahk looks down at your hand, then nods.
"It's yours if you want it," he says shyly.

You kiss the head of his dick, and then start licking it, rubbing and stimulating it with both hands. The dragon's reaction soon hints you that the barbs are probably the most sensitive areas. But all his pink rod was definitely a weak spot since the wyvern winces, moans, pants and roars in response to any movement of your hands and your mouth around his dragonhood.

You go on for a minute or two, and then you decide that it's time to try something else. If Grahk's dick was thicker, it would probably be hard for you to take it into your mouth, but with what he's got you definitely can give it a try. You're not sure how deep you'll manage to take it, you've obviously never given head to anyone before. But...

Well, here goes nothing. You open your mouth and start sucking the head of the wyvern's cock. With your left hand, you hold the base of his member, gently stroking it. Your right hand reaches his well-lubed tailhole and starts stimulating it both inside and outside again.

After a minute, you've got the tip of Grahk's dick comfortably settled inside your mouth. Now you are rhythmically moving your head up and down. It's hard for you not to gag when it reaches your throat, but you try your best. You definitely won't be able to deepthroat him now, but who knows? Maybe you'll manage to surprise him one day. For now, you'll just have to make do with what you can.

Grahk definitely understands your difficulties, since he doesn't make a move with his hips, allowing you to control the depth and the rhythm of movements the way you find it comfortable. He can't help but shudder and moan constantly though.

You're really doing your job right, and it's clear he enjoys it. You feel his dick pulsing with each one of your movements, as if it were trying to force itself further into your mouth.

"G-gods! You're amazing...," the dragon says, looking at you with passionate eyes.
"No, you!" you say before putting his dick into your mouth again.

After some time, you can feel that the dragon is close. You try to prepare yourself to have your mouth filled with his cum, you don't want to disappoint your dragon and so you're determined to swallow it. But... what if there will be too much? Choking would be a bad ending of this wonderful act.

But suddenly, the wyvern slowly makes you stop and carefully pulls his hips back, making his dick slide out of your mouth.

"What's up?", you ask.
"I... I see... that you're hard again", Grahk replies.
Oh really? You haven't even noticed that yourself.
"S-so, let's try something else", the wyvern says, "I want you to enjoy this evening to the fullest, John".

Grahk goes to the nearest tree, his thin dick hanging between his legs in a funny way, and half-lies down, with his back to the tree, his thick tail lying between his legs. It's a perfect position for him to expose his belly and his groin for you.

"Come here!", he winks at you. You stand up and come up to him.
"Wh-what do you want me to do?", you ask hesitantly.
"And what do you want to do?", Grahk smiles.
"I'm sure you know the answer!", you say.
"Then do it!", he says, spreading his legs a little, "Do it like a real male!"
Grahk is ready. So, so ready.

You position yourself in front of him and gently spread his tailhole with your hands. It's qell-lubed with Grahk's own precum already. You put your dick against his ass and start pushing... Slowly but steadily, your manhood disappears inside Grahk's body.

It's so warm and wet inside, yet his orifice seems to be too loose for your human-sized tool. You start humping his hole slowly, and as you look up at him, you see Grahk looking at you so with love and gratitude gleaming in his eyes.

"D-do you feel me?", you ask.
"Yes. Yes, John, I do", Grahk replies and tightens up his sphincter, but you clearly see that this stimulation is still not enough for him.
You put your thumbs on the sides of his rear entrance and, as you still continue to fuck him, slip both fingers inside, starting to rub and massage the inner walls of the wyvern's rectum.

Grahk relaxes at once and starts to moan silently again. You add more fingers, producing another kind of movement with them. Your dick goes in and out, making sloppy noises.

The wyvern is clearly enjoying himself and you know that it won't take long for him to cum. You want to help him reach his edge of pleasure, so you take your right hand out of his ass, grab his dick and start jerking it quickly as you go on humping him, now in faster and steady rhythm.

It doesn't take long for Grahk to moan in ecstasy... His head falls backwards as you feel his sphincter contract and relax, suggesting that he has reached his peak.

Grahk sprays his load all over your hand, his belly, chest and even muzzle, roaring like a thunder. You feel the roar making his body shudder, as you slow down your pace. You bring your head to your face and taste his cum with your tongue. It tastes... weird, but in a good way.

"You're tasty, too", you say as you start licking your hand clean. All Grahk can do is smile weakly in reply, still panting hard and licking the cum from his muzzle with his pink tongue.

You go on humping his ass slowly, not using your hands anymore, as you watch his pink dick softening and retracting back into its hiding place. It disappears in a minute, and after that Grahk opens his eyes and says, "Come on, John, swap the hole. You'll enjoy it much more".

Does he... does he want you to fuck him in his slit?
"Are you... sure?" you say, but suddenly you remember him saying that he loves "things" being there.
"Of course, I'm... t-tighter there, and I want you to finish just as good as I did", he says.
"A-alright...", you say and allow your dick slip out his loose rear entrance. His slit is full of slimy cum, in fact his whole groin is coated with it, so it should be an easy task for you to enter this orifice.

As you do so, you feel the inner walls of his most masculine body part wrapping around your dick. Yes, it's definitely much tighter than his tailhole.

Grahk winces as you insert your dick deeper into his loins.
"Are you alright?", you ask the wyvern.
"Yeah... ahh...", he moans silently, "I'm... j-just... too sensitive right n-now... It's okay..."

You nod and start moving your hips slowly, as careful and gently as you can. Penetrating his slimy, squelching slit brings much more pleasure to you both, and you realize that you're not far from releasing.

The wyvern hugs you with his wings, making you lean on his belly and chest and get yourself sticky with his dragon cum.
"Come on, John," Grahk whispers like a tempting serpent, "D-don't go easy on me! You can go faster... and... harder!"

You nod and gradually speed up your pace, feeling Grahk's scaly body against your skin. You thrust hard, and hear the dragon moan in pleasure as you feel yourself reaching your peak. You grit your teeth and release a load. The wyvern clenches his teeth and roars as you keep going, squeezing out every last drop of your semen into his wondrous body.

You simply collapse afterwards, lying on top of your wyvern, your tired dick still inside his cum-filled slit. You both embrace each other, both covered with sticky, musky fluid.

You look at his face, and he looks lovingly at yours.
"I love you," he says.
"I love you too," you reply without hesitation.

You feel the heat of his body, the beating of his heart, and the warmth of his slit around your manhood. In this very moment, you feel heaven.