by Jools Louise
With a stuttered cry, Jayde came first, unable to hold back as the sensations of Max’s snug chute and Sol’s large dick caressing his brought him to a fast release. Sol joined him, pummelling Max’s hole before jerking once more, impaled to the hilt as he jetted hot seed deep into Max’s clenching channel.
Max cried out, his second scream of pleasure muffled around the thick spurts of cum being delivered by Ochre and Raven as they came in unison.
Lastly, Shimmer and Indigo began to cry out, spattering Max’s torso with thick cream as their cocks exploded with passion.
Each pair moved, Indigo moving under Max as Ochre moved in behind. Sol left the bed, cleaning off his cock before returning and placing the still-dripping cum-slick cock in Max’s gasping mouth for his mate to lick clean. Jayde put Max’s hand around his cock, Raven on the other side as Shimmer shoved his dripping meat against Max’s cheek impudently.
Max sank down onto Indigo’s still-hard monster, kissing him ferociously as he popped Sol’s delicious rod from his mouth before turning his head and accepting Shimmer’s beautiful offering. Ochre waited patiently, stroking himself to full hardness. Once his mate was fully seated, he grasped Max’s slim hips gently and began to sink into the hot, cum-filled depths with a groan of pleasure.
“I love being inside you. I love feeling you grip me so tightly, and feeling another thick dick alongside. I love you, Max.” Ochre murmured the words to his mate, his hands moving to caress Max’s sweaty back tenderly. Inserted fully, he leaned over, pressing his back against Max and joining in a passionate kiss with Indigo and Max. Sol sucked on Max’s nipples, biting at the tight little buds as he stroked himself, watching the others, not wanting to come too soon. Ochre’s hips began to move in a relentless, slow rhythm. He didn’t want to go too fast, he wanted to enjoy every second inside his mate.
Each stroke had him murmuring his love and pride for Max and his lovers. Each slow surge had him sighing as the pleasure built. He felt Indigo caress his face, meeting those piercing eyes filled with love. His lips moved over Max’s sleek back, licking and biting and kissing his way downward and then returning to find those delicious lips again.
Finally, with a gasping groan, he jerked once, twice, and then came in an orgasm so powerful he nearly blacked out. He vaguely felt Indigo jetting as well as he collapsed onto Max’s back, panting with exertion.
Reluctantly he withdrew as the last spasms ceased, his cock still semi-hard. Max lifted off Indigo, groaning at the loss of the two thick wedges inside him. The dismay was short-lived as Shimmer ended up underneath as Max sank down once more, lying flat this time as he straddled his mate and guided Shimmer’s cock deep inside his sopping hole. Raven moved to make up the final pair to double-fuck him, sinking in with a slow and steady stroke which had them all moaning with joy.
As before, two fucked Max’s mouth while Max jacked off the other two. Sol and Ochre grunted as their over-sensitive cocks were brought back to full erection. Jayde and Indigo left the proceedings briefly to cleanse themselves, then returned and set up a steady rhythm which had them sliding into Max’s still-hungry mouth. Max had greedily devoured the last loads of cum, and was more than ready to take more. He loved the taste of his mates on his tongue.
Since they had all come twice now, the third bout lasted longer. They murmured and laughed to each other, sharing loving caresses. Eventually, after some time, they came again before lying together in a sweaty pile on the bed.
Kisses and caresses continued. Quick gropes and probing had them soon amping up once more. This time Max was able to top for a bit but his dick needed a rest before that happened. The intent was there, but the body might need to catch up a bit.
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Two hours later, Max’s gaze rested on the screen across the room.
They had been unwilling to have the eggs out of their chamber, but uncomfortable at thinking about having sex with them still in the room.
Leaving the mass of bodies Max walked naked to the screen and went behind it to stare down at the eggs. Sure enough, after a week they had doubled in size. They were each about the size of an ostrich egg, one of those strange feathered things he had heard of in the Earth dimension.
He felt the ooze of cum from his hole, the sticky mess on his torso and lips and smiled to himself smugly.
He couldn’t help but be a little smug that, after all the events of the past few short weeks, he was a father and mated to six studly dragon warriors and was now covered in the evidence of their desire for him.
A warm, strong arm wrapped around his shoulders. Sol.
“Hey, lover.” The golden dragon kissed him gently as he pressed against Max’s warm back.
“Hey yourself.” Max leaned back into his mate, feeling that thick cock wedge impudently between his butt cheeks. He rubbed himself against the hefty slab, feeling it harden even more.
“They’re changing. Growing. They’ll soon be little dragons.” Max couldn’t help the excitement in his voice. He was really looking forward to seeing six little dragons, spitting images of their dads.
“Yes, little dragons singeing our butts!” Sol chuckled softly, his hands stroking the hard ridges of Max’s taut belly.
Max joined in, turning in Sol’s arms and kissing him hungrily.
“I have a feeling you’re right. Six little dragons with fathers like you. I think we need to find a very large and very strong playpen for them…until they’re three years old and fully formed!”
Sol burst out laughing, hugging Max close. His blond mane hung loose down his back, slightly matted from all the activities earlier. Max loved seeing his usually perfectly coiffed mate a little dishevelled. He planned on dishevelling Sol quite often.
They both heard a slight sound coming from the basket and looked down.
All the shells were sinking into themselves. In the second week of their development they were almost moulding themselves to their small inhabitants. Max could swear he heard a tiny growl emanating from one.
He shared a look with Sol, who laughed again.
“Probably a good thing we put the screen up. The sight of us all cavorting about might give them all nightmares!”
Max looked back at the basket and shuddered.
“I just hope their hearing isn’t too good at this stage. We were loud earlier.”
As they watched, one by one the eggs moved slightly, vibrating a little as though they were giggling inside.
“Perhaps we need to make love elsewhere in future.” Max looked horrified, with Sol deigning not to tell his mate the truth. The little dragons were fully formed now inside the shells. Their senses were completely developed and they probably were laughing. He remembered all those years ago when his own parents had let him and his two brothers stay in their bed chamber. He had no nightmares, but the sounds had stayed with him for a very long time.
“We just need to make sure your mouth is full so you don’t make so much noise, love!” Sol dodged out of the way as Max slapped his ass.
Squealing as Sol grabbed him, he giggled breathlessly as he was thrown over a broad shoulder and deposited right back in the pile of knaves who grinned at Max and pinned him to the bed.
Before Max knew what was happening, Sol had him curled up like a pretzel, ass out and pink rosebud winking invitingly. Still lubed with cum and loose from being fucked hard, Sol wasted no time before spiking his now rock-hard cock deep inside the inviting chute.
“Someone needs to keep his mouth busy, in case our little ones have nightmares.” Sol laughed, before beginning to build up speed as he drove his cock again and again into his mate’s welcoming hole.
Jayde was first to answer the call, kneeling so he could shove his cock into Max’s gasping mouth, and then he began force-fucking his hungry mate with hard, shallow thrusts.
Raven moved up behind Sol, preparing his mate’s hole with his fingers and greedy tongue before pushing the golden dragon forward. He then thrust hard and impaled him in one hard stroke. Sol g
roaned, pausing for a moment before gathering speed again. He fucked himself back on Raven’s driving cock before spearing Max with each forward thrust.
Shimmer lay on his stomach, mouth taking in Max’s bobbing cock and greedily sucking on the delicious meat. Ochre knelt behind Shimmer, lifting the silver dragon’s ass before shoving into the tight chute as his mate groaned around Max’s cock. The vibration had Max moaning loudly as he bounced with each hard stroke of Sol’s meat as Raven slammed himself into Sol just as forcefully.
Jayde leaned down into a sixty-nine position, joining Shimmer in licking and sucking at Max’s throbbing dick, then groaned as Indigo grabbed his hips and eased inside Jayde’s ass, setting up a slow, deep fuck.
Overly-stimulated and excited to be together, it wasn’t long before they all came in a flurry of harsh groans and growling purrs of pleasure. This time when they all collapsed around each other, no one’s dick sprang up again.
Raven gently removed his cock from Sol’s ass, kissing his golden lover tenderly before retrieving a cleansing cloth for each of them from the pool area. The ritual of cleaning up was tenderly carried out. Each felt the bond tighten even more, pulling souls even closer.
Eyes closing, cuddling together cosily, they slept.
Epilogue
Max stared in horror at the six small dragons causing chaos around Myre’s courtyard.
Six months after they had been born, each were almost exact replicas of their fathers, still in dragon form for a few more years. Unlike their fathers, who had some semblance of self-control and were only slightly mischievous, these were definitely going to bring grey hairs to Max’s head before too long.
Myre stood beside him, eyes also wide at the destruction wrought in a few short minutes.
Trees uprooted or singed. Fountains destroyed. Grass showing skid marks from where the dragons had tried, and failed, to land gracefully after a few attempts at flight.
Max looked at Myre. Myre looked at Max. They had no idea what they should do to stop the little monsters who were a running riot.
A piercing battle cry then rent the air and all of a sudden a large golden dragon came swooping out of the sky, sending out jets of super-heated steam at each youngster’s scaly butt. The miniature knaves immediately ran for cover…straight at Max who squealed as his six offspring all leapt at him.
Another roar had them all stopping mid-leap as their other father landed with effortless grace.
Sol snorted, gesturing with his massive head, violet eyes glowing as he growled at the children, showing his displeasure at the mess around them.
Shifting into humanoid form Sol glared down at all six, in full alpha mode.
“Since you have completely disobeyed all your fathers, I think it best if we find a suitable punishment for you. After you help Uncle Myre clean up his home.” Sol spoke succinctly and left his kids in no doubt that they were in big trouble.
All six gave groans as they looked around them and realised how long it would take to fix everything.
“Well, you should have listened to father Max, then, shouldn’t you?” Sol growled again. “Each one of you will be responsible for one area of the courtyard. If I find even one breakage not cleaned up, you’re all grounded for the next two weeks.”
The youngsters exchanged looks then set off for different areas, heads down and tails between their legs.
Sol grinned as they departed, winking at his mate and friend Myre.
“That wasn’t too bad, was it? Sorry about the mess. I did tell you they’d be little terrors, didn’t I?” He gave Max a quick kiss then teasingly pouted his lips at Myre, who slapped him away with a growl.
“You needn’t start all that smoochy stuff with me, knave! Your kids have just destroyed my courtyard. You should be thinking of how to pay me back for all the stress!”
Sol started laughing at his friend, slapping the large shifter on the back.
“Myre, my friend, this is just the beginning. Max and I will quite understand if you want to send us elsewhere for the next few years until the little critters learn some manners.”
Myre rolled his eyes, a smile etching its way across his mouth as he continued to stare at his lovely home. The little dragons were quickly trying to replant trees, put out fires and were generally making more of a mess than when they started.
Max snorted at the pair, cuffing Sol on the back of his head as he walked over to help his children right the place. A few small magicks had the place ship-shape after he gently scolded each one for not being more respectful of Myre’s home.
At last everything was back to normal and Max sat all six dragons down, looking sternly at them in turn.
They all looked cowed for the moment, although Sol’s little one had a slightly sullen cast to his mouth.
“Do you remember us telling you about respect?” They all nodded. They had been told in many different ways about the subject of respect.
“Do you remember us telling you about how we should treat other people?” Again, they nodded. The lesson being to treat others as you wanted to be treated yourself.
“So, if I were to take your stuff and treat it with the same disrespect you have shown here, would that be okay? Perhaps if I were to let Myre break your favourite toys, would you be okay with that?” They all looked startled then shook their heads.
“In six months, we shall have your naming day. Where we will choose your names which will stay with you for the rest of your lives. What name do think I would choose after today’s little stunt? Hmmm?” They shared glances as Max asked the question.
“Your fathers were named for the colour of their hair or scales. Their brothers of fathers of sisters or mothers were named because of how they were as children. Sol’s brother is named Vicious. He was not a nice brother. It was not a good name to be called. Should we name you Disrespectful? Rude? Violent? Unruly? Uncaring?” Each dragon dropped their eyes, snouts lowered as they began to understand.
The naming day was an important event in the dragon calendar. Even youngsters such as these knew the implications. These were smart boys. They knew how to behave. Today they felt ashamed that their father was so disappointed in them.
We are sorry, father Max. We acted without thought. We got caught up in the excitement of learning to fly. We will promise to try to listen in future.
Max hid a smile at this. They hadn’t promised to be good, simply that they would try to listen. Smart dragons, they knew they were incapable of being good. When there was mischief to be had, it was a guarantee that one of his children had started it.
“I believe that you should choose a way to show that you are sorry to Uncle Myre. And Aunty Neea. You have disappointed me and your family. We are ashamed that we could not prevent you destroying our dear friend’s home. What do you think would be a suitable way to repent?”
Jayde’s child crawled into Max’s lap, snuggling against his father and Max hugged him.
Maybe we could offer to babysit for them? The innocent suggestion had Max cringing inside. If six kids could wreak this much havoc, what could eight more do?
“Perhaps it would be best if we had adults to supervise the children. They have more experience in these matters.” The little green dragon nodded his head, nuzzling into Max’s chest.
Perhaps we could bake them a nice cake. This suggestion was marginally better, but Max wasn’t sure this would help matters. Besides, he considered the thought that his kids may just destroy the kitchen by mistake. Or burn the house down.
“That’s an excellent idea, but perhaps you should think of something that means you are really sorry. Offering to do chores that you don’t really like doing for them might be a good idea. That way, they would know you are making a sacrifice by doing something unpleasant because what you did was unpleasant for them.”
Indigo’s child followed his brother into Max’s lap, cuddling next to his sibling and yawning.
Okay, that sounds fair, daddy. But can we do the chores after we’ve
had a nap, ‘cos causing chaos is exhausting. The little dragon let out a lazy plume of smoke from his nostrils before closing his eyes and falling asleep. His brothers followed suit, moving in close so Max could cuddle with them.
He looked up as Sol and Myre joined him on the grass, the sun shining warmly down.
“You heard?” Max asked as Sol sat behind him, wrapping strong arms around his beloved mate.
“That sounds like a great plan. Although I quite fancy a cake being baked in my honour.”
Max slapped Myre on the leg as the big shifter sprawled next to him. Max sighed, leaning back to rest against Sol’s larger frame, absorbing his strength and love.
Myre chuckled then lay flat on his back as he soaked up the sun’s rays.
Sitting next to two good friends, something he hadn’t had before, Myre felt content for the first time in a long while. He knew that war would soon be upon them, had felt the stirrings in the Tapestry again, just as Max had. The stirring was faint, however, and for now, they could afford to relax a little. They still had plans for a counter attack, and were building up their defences.
They no longer had the threat of Szmia and Hazhtion to deal with and Frizta was secured far way. He smiled to himself. He would have liked to see the nasty bitch take on Max’s dragon-lings…the little monsters would have burnt her to a crisp! Max had told him that his powers could be passed on, so they would wait and see which of the little ones had the gift of the magicks.
All the dragons had some, but Max had probably given at least two, if not all of his children a few extra surprises. He was a powerful man indeed. Myre had been in awe as the smaller male had shown him Frizta’s journey. One moment she had been a statue in their courtyard, the next alone and naked on a distant moon, all done by the power of Max’s magick.