Page 25 of The Loneliest Dragon at Christmas
Avery’s nails slid down Jack’s back. Jack groaned. Had Avery’s nails been that sharp before?
That thought flew from his mind as the nails dug into Jack’s back. Jack thrust against Avery. Their legs slotted together, rigid cocks rubbing against cloth as they kissed and rutted. Avery growled low in his throat.
“Pissing potions.” Jack moaned. “You’re so beautiful.” He kissed along Avery’s jaw before taking Avery’s mouth in another harsh kiss.
The kisses grew sloppy and wet as hands roamed bare skin.
“I want to taste you,” Jack said.
He felt the rumble in Avery’s chest. Stepping back, Jack dropped to his knees. He stared up at Avery. His shirt and coat hung open and askew. Avery’s lean chest rose and fell with each heavy breath.
He had no hair on his chest. A sprinkling of freckles decorated his pale skin. Jack reached out and traced them. The skin shimmered iridescent beneath his touch. Jack paused.
Fuck me.
The fire from the candle reflected in Avery’s eyes, glowing bright. “Jack. Please,” Avery begged. “I want you. I need you.”
Jack would deny this beautiful dragon nothing. He slid his hand down Avery’s sternum. The texture fluctuated beneath his hand, shifting between skin and scales. A shudder ran through Avery’s body. Marvelling, Jack continued moving his hand down Avery’s quivering stomach until he reached the mound in Avery’s trousers.
Jack squeezed. Head falling back with a thud, Avery keened. He thrust his hard cock against Jack’s hand.
“Jack,” Avery cried out. Avery let out a breath. Smoke escaped his mouth and nostrils.
Jack froze. His eyes widened in awe. But Avery thrust against Jack’s hand, whimpering and shifting Jack’s focus back to Avery’s cock.
“Please!” Avery pleaded.
Jack felt dizzy with lust. Yanking the buttons open, Jack pulled Avery’s dick free.
It throbbed, hard, hot, and scaly in Jack’s hand. A series of bulging, rounded ridges ran along the underside of his thick cock, from the base to the tapered tip. The colour shifted from a deep shimmering burgundy at the bottom to a lighter red at the head.
“Jack.” Avery’s soft plea pulled Jack away from examining Avery’s spectacular cock.
Jack looked up at Avery.
Avery’s chest rose and fell quickly. “Jack. Please. Please.” Avery’s hands clenched at the wood of the stall door. His teeth worried his lower lip.
Avery looked so wanton. He practically vibrated with need. Jack’s cock pulsed, leaking in his undershorts. But he ignored it for now. Pleasing Avery required Jack’s full attention.
Jack’s thumb slid towards the base, against one of the soft bulging ridges. He pressed the pad of his thumb firmly against it. Avery cried out, and liquid pearled at the slit.
Mouth watering, Jack lowered his head and sucked the tapered tip into his mouth. The door behind Avery shook as Avery writhed against it. Moaning, Jack tasted pre-cum on his tongue, a salty, musky taste but with a slight smoky, sweet undertone.
Starting from the base, Jack massaged the ridges along the underside of Avery’s cock whilst continuing to suck the tip. Avery gasped. His hands threaded through Jack’s hair, fingers spasming.
Then Jack lowered his head, taking Avery deeper into his mouth. Avery’s thick cock stretched his lips. He ran his tongue along the ridges. Avery shouted. It seemed the rounded ridges were highly sensitive.
Jack’s cheeks hollowed as he sucked. He bobbed his head, taking more and more of Avery’s large dick into his mouth each time, exploring the unusual taste and shape with his tongue.
Jack gripped Avery’s trembling legs with his hands. Jack wanted to suck Avery’s cock forever. He wanted to hear the sounds of pleasure falling from Avery’s lips from now into eternity.
Avery’s cries and groans rose in volume. His hands cradled Jack’s skull. He stared down at Jack, golden eyes burning. “Jack! Jack!” Avery chanted his name. “Jack!”
With some reluctance, Jack pulled off Avery’s dick. “You can thrust. You can guide my head. You can tug my hair if you like,” Jack said, voice hoarse.
Then he immediately dived back down, eager to have Avery’s dragon cock filling his mouth and throat. Jack continued sucking, gaze on Avery’s face.
Hesitantly at first, Avery thrust. Jack’s fingers slid to Avery’s firm arse, urging him to continue. Avery’s fingers guided Jack faster, up and down on his cock. Avery’s dick touched the back of Jack’s throat. Jack tried to relax his gag reflex. Still, his eyes watered as he took more of Avery’s pulsing cock into his throat.
