Island Pleasures

by Noah Harris

  They stopped at the soft pile of grass at the far end of the cave, near to the expansive mural and past the towering pillars of light. A pile of fruit that had served as their weekly ration sat close by. The room had a delicate, soothing feel to it. Xanathen tilted himself and let Barry abruptly slide off him, landing on the cushion of green grass. Barry looked up at Xanathen as he turned his massive body around. Their eyes met and continued their passionate gaze. Barry could only wonder why Xanathen was just staring down at him, when he wished that he would just come back and wrap those strong arms around him again. The anticipation made him boil with excitement.

  Xanathen’s long, dark tail slowly crept out from behind him and coiled around Barry’s body. He gasped with alarm, but felt his arousal grow as the tail constricted firmly around his legs and waist. His pecs were framed by the tail as it held him tightly, but gently. He was bound just enough that he knew he couldn’t break free, but it was soft enough to make him not want to.

  Xanathen’s large eyes never broke contact as he gazed at Barry. The look in his eyes seemed complex, but as he struggled with his own intense feelings, everything was becoming a blur. Xanathen’s eyes were stern as always, but had a smoldering glare of lustful hunger in them. The growl that rumbled from the bottom of his long throat vibrated through the rest of his body, reverberating through his tail, sending stimulating pulses directly into Barry. He stifled a moan, but the way he shifted in on himself gave away the pleasure that it gave him. The dragon smirked devilishly as he saw this, then pulled his head up while still maintaining eye contact.

  “When my clan ruled this island, we brought the people here wondrous things. Things like protection and life to their crops.”

  Barry felt the very tip of the dragon’s tail begin to rummage around the front of his fatigue pants until it gripped around his manhood with a firm but gentle embrace. He felt his entire body flush with a steamy sense of excitement.

  “For what we did, we were revered as idols; Gods, even. They would do anything to please us,” he continued.

  The next bit of the tail followed suit and like a snake coiled around his rod and firmly grasped it. Xanathen let out another purr-like growl, sending the vibrations right through Barry. The pulses shook and rubbed against him, sending a pleasing tingle through his sensitive parts. He let out a soft whimper.

  “Anything,” Xanathen repeated, as he watched Barry with partially closed eyes.

  Barry felt the heat begin to rush through him, all the while keeping his eyes on Xanathen. He growled once more and the vibrations came rushing back, again pulsing through Barry’s body, and he felt himself swell with excitement. Xanathen moved his head in closer to Barry, blowing the warm breath from his nostrils against the exposed parts of Barry’s body. After Barry let out another excited cry, the tip of Xanathen’s tail wrapped around his dick a little tighter. He could feel the small smooth scales move against the sensitive skin. The sensation was a new one, but the texture of the touch made it enjoyable and arousing.

  “I believe I’ve been rather good to you. I freely gave you life, food, and shelter, even beguiling you with flight and magic. So, Barry, now I would like...a tribute.”

  Barry’s chest heaved slowly as he was held tightly with the tail. He clung back, gripping it as much as he could, showing that he was enjoying it. He didn’t struggle to break free at all. Xanathen leered as he noticed Barry was pressing his cock against his tail.

  “Would you give me tribute?” he concluded with his smooth, deep voice.

  “I...I’ve never given tribute before,” Barry panted meekly.

  Xanathen breathed in and let out a louder roar, letting his wind-like howl reverberate through the cave. The vibrations coursed through his body more intensely and now pulsed through Barry’s sensitive parts with even more power. Barry tossed his head back as he gripped the tail around him, letting out a loud roar of delight of his own.

  “Will you give me tribute?” he asked again.

  “Yes!”

  “Say it then!”

  “Yes, Xanathen, yes! Let me worship at your temple! Let me adore your greatness on my knees! I want to give you a fitting tribute!”

  Xanathen wore a satisfied smile, exposing his razor-sharp teeth in delight. Though he looked content with Barry’s answer, the two of them knew this was not the end but only the beginning. His tail unwound letting Barry slip limply to the ground. Though his body felt tired and worn, his cock appeared to be the only thing that was aching for more action, as it stood at full attention. The head glistened as a bead of precum was suspended on the tip.

  The dragon folded his wings back and within seconds he grew smaller, until Xanathen, the man stood before Barry instead of the dragon. He still towered over Barry, his broad shoulders and expectant smile shone down like the crescent moon. Barry panted quietly as he examined him expectantly from his position on the floor. Xanathen knelt down and as Barry pulled himself up to meet him halfway, Xanathen’s hands said otherwise, as they laid him back down on the ground. He lay beside Barry with a playful, loving grin as his thick fingers set to work on what his tail couldn’t finish. He unbuttoned Barry’s fatigues and slid the shirt off his shoulders, exposing a toned chest. Barry’s chest had become slightly more muscular since he had first arrived. As Xanathen dragged his finger against Barry’s pecs he recalled all the exercising they did together. He pressed his lips to Barry’s as his hands continued to grab at the fatigues, yanking them off his legs with force and tossing them to the side. Barry lay completely exposed and vulnerable, now with nothing to stand between his supple body and Xanathen. Big strong hands held Barry tightly, and their lips soon met with a mad fervor. Their tongues wound together once again, wrapping against each other passionately. Barry suckled on his tongue, swallowing his saliva and throwing his arms around Xanathen’s strong shoulders. Barry longed to never leave the warmth of this embrace as Xanathen picked him up and cradled the smaller man across his sizeable lap.

  Xanathen’s lips parted and began to wander down the length of Barry’s throat leaving soft kisses as they went. Barry moaned and instinctively clasped his fingers in Xanathen’s short hair, holding his head in place. Xanathen’s fingers darted down Barry’s body as he nibbled on his neck and stopped at his chest. He rubbed Barry’s nipples sensually, rotating his index finger clockwise over the light brown areola and then placing it with more force on the very center. He gripped the nipple between his finger and thumb, rubbing it with just the right amount of friction. Between the warm kisses on his neck and the wandering fingers massaging his body, Barry couldn’t seem to form a proper sentence. He felt himself turn to liquid from the flaming desire that raged through his body, until he felt himself melting down Xanathen’s body. Instead, he could only give quiet gasps and moans. Not that he had anything he wanted to say.

  Barry could feel Xanathen’s chest pressed against his back and he enjoyed the warm sensation of that intimate position. The big man sighed with delight as his lips continued exploring Barry’s body, stopping only for the occasional nibble here and there. As Xanathen’s hands gripped Barry’s thighs and massaged his taut muscles, they strayed dangerously close to Barry’s groin, then teasingly drifted away just at the last moment. Barry sat on the large lap and as Xanathen held and kissed him, playing with his body, his eyes widened as he felt a hardness press against his firm ass. Barry nervously gasped at the feeling of the man’s large cock growing bigger underneath him. He turned his head back to Xanathen who had a seriously aroused look on his face. Barry tentatively arched his back and began to grind against his hard length, almost instinctively. Though he had never been with another man before, he went with the flow, acting completely on the carnal desires inside him. It felt right to him, even though he wasn’t sure if what he was doing would do anything for Xanathen at all. As his hips moved, grinding against Xanathen’s massive cock he felt his body tremble with need. Xanathen chuckled as he noticed the effect he was having on Barry, enjoying the sensati
on and the display. Instead of raising the heat, he gently pushed Barry forwards. Barry landed face down in the grass, exposing his firm ass fully to Xanathen.

  “Eager?” Xanathen chuckled. “Plenty of time for that. Go get some fruit for us.”

  As Barry began to push himself up, Xanathen ‘tsked’ at him, stopping his movement, “No! Not up; on all fours.”

  Barry listened to Xanathen’s instructions with a bit of confusion, but obliged, beginning to quickly shuffle towards the food stock on his hands and knees. He felt almost foolish approaching it this way, especially at this angle! He heard Xanathen tsk again from behind with a deep and earthy correction.

  “Slowly.”

  Barry stilled, listened and taking the words to heart, he began to crawl more slowly. As he glanced back, looking at Xanathen’s laid back expression, he couldn’t help but smirk to himself as he made his way towards the fruit. He crawled slowly, intentionally keeping his ass on display all the time and if you could strut on all fours then that’s what he did. As he crawled, he made sure that he showed off all his assets in as sexy and attractive a light as possible. He was giving him a tribute, wasn’t he? He was going to make it an attractive one. One Xanathen couldn’t resist. He showed off his slender, athletic legs as they flexed and gave sultry motion to the smooth curves of his ass. His chest was well defined even from this angle; it was flat with some clearly defined muscle near his stomach. He glanced back again to Xanathen, lowering his eyelids and giving the best ‘come hither’ look he could muster. The look in the big yellow eyes revealed just how pleased he was. Barry brought back a couple pieces of fruit and laid back beside Xanathen with an excited, but nervous feeling racing through his entire body. Xanathen nodded to Barry and lay back with his mouth wide open. Barry took the hint and with a smile, took one of the fruits and placed it gently in Xanathen’s mouth. He ate it feverishly, letting the juice drip from his lips and flow down his chin, then he opened his mouth wide again. Barry fed him again and watched as the juices continued to dribble from his mouth.

  He pointed to the area around his own lips, “Uh...you got a little...”

  Xanathen’s eyebrows arched with realization, then traced his finger around his lips to gather up the juices. He brought his finger up to Barry’s lips, suggestively pressing against them. Barry parted his lips and let the juice-covered finger into his mouth. He took in the large finger completely and lapped up the juices with his tongue. He felt it move back and forth a little on his lips, so Barry closed his eyes, held Xanathen’s hand tightly in his and began to suck. His tongue continued to wrap around the finger, letting the coarse appendage rub against his sensitive mouth. His head began to bob as he moved it down and up, suckling the finger lovingly. He opened his eyes a little to see the hungry look on Xanathen’s face as he suggestively took his finger in further, even adding a second one. He popped the fingers out of his mouth with a coy expression then grabbed a fruit for himself. Before he could eat it though, Xanathen swiftly swatted it out of his hand, sending it flying across the room. Barry looked at him in shock.

  “I’m sorry, are you hungry?” Xanathen asked, as he picked up the last remaining fruit. Barry nodded as he looked at the sweet morsel. Xanathen held it in front of both of them, seemingly appraising it from afar as he tilted his head left and right. His thin lips curled into a smile as he moved the fruit down to his crotch and began to squeeze it tightly on his cock, letting the juices and bits of flesh drip all over his hard member.

  “There you are. All yours,” Xanathen gestured his hand towards his penis.

  Barry sat and looked on in awe for a moment. It was clear what was going to happen next, but nerves prevented him from moving. It wasn’t that he didn’t want to try, a nervous tension just locked him in place as he readied himself to cross this new frontier. He kept completely still as he gazed at the dripping juice. Xanathen held him close and pressed his lips to Barry’s, loosening him up with a steamy kiss. His hand gently pushed on Barry’s head, guiding him to leave a trail of kisses down his chest and stomach, then stopping at the mountain of manhood that waited for him.

  Xanathen’s long, dark shaft glistened in the light of the cave, the juice from the fruit smelling so sweet and making it look so tantalisingly glossy. It stood well out from the base, leaving Barry in awe of the sheer size of it. He had seen it before of course, but now it was gloriously hard and the full length was on show, he couldn’t help but be impressed and a little intimidated. He trembled a bit as he thought about it breaching his defences, pushing past his barriers and into the virgin depths of his body. As he hesitated, the sweet smell of fruit came back to him as he felt Xanathen’s hand gripping the hair at the back of his head and gently leading him closer. Barry took a deep breath and moved forward, inching towards the massive member that was the focus of his attention. He started cautiously, letting his tongue hungrily lap up the succulent fruit juices. As he moved in and placed his hands on Xanathen’s muscular thighs, he continued to tantalisingly explore his body trying to appease the dragon’s obvious lust. The juices tasted delicious, but they only slightly quenched his thirst. He found it odd that even after drinking the juices and eating the now pulpy flesh of the fruit he found himself strangely more thirsty and hungry. He glanced up to see the delighted look on Xanathen’s face and knew he couldn’t stop now. As the juice was sucked off, Xanathen’s natural musk invaded Barry’s sense of smell. The masculine flavour increased more as he continued to pleasure his lover, all the while becoming more entranced in the passionate ebb and flow of the moment.

  The taste awoke something primal in him. It wasn’t a taste he could say he loved, certainly not a flavor he’d ever experienced, but it had a powerful tang that sent his libido pulsing even harder than before. He craved more, and there was only one way to satisfy the raging desire that thrashed in his loins. He parted his lips and took all that Xanathen had on display into his mouth. Xanathen gave out a deep-seated moan that sounded like the Earth was ready to come apart. The sound of Xanathen’s pleasure sent Barry’s arousal into a frenzy. He bobbed his head as fast and intensely as he could, all the while his tongue was wrapping and licking up and down, giving pleasure to both the top and the bottom of the glorious cock. The natural musk filled his senses, and the last bit of his previous worry had fallen away and was quickly forgotten. As he sucked hard and made Xanathen cry out in pleasure, he knew this was who he was meant to be and where he belonged.

  Barry’s lips caressed the slate-coloured flesh lovingly. As Xanathen placed a hand on his head, Barry pushed himself deeper into the man’s crotch. Barry inched in closer and closer as if trying to satiate his own desires as well as those of his lover. He continued to move his head back and forth, stopping occasionally to savor the distinctive taste of the man. He watched from below as Xanathen’s back arched and his body writhed, releasing loud cries to the world as his hand clenched tighter on Barry’s head. Grasping his hair firmly with both hands, he thrust his hips and couldn’t help but fuck Barry’s tight mouth. As the overwhelming sensations that ran through Xanathen’s body came to an apex he erupted like a powerful, explosive volcano, with a great moan that rang out through the cavern. Barry continued to suck and lick, even as Xanathen lay panting on the floor, until he was finally pulled away. Only then did he receive a passionate wet kiss before he was wrapped up in a strong hug.

  Barry looked up pleadingly at Xanathen as he laid his head on the firm, muscular chest. Xanathen’s golden eyes flitted downwards after he let out a long, contented sigh.

  “Hm? Something you wanted?” he asked, then looked at him teasingly. “I haven’t forgotten about you. I just...well…that was incredible.”

  “I’m glad,” Barry murmured as he nuzzled Xanathen gently.

  “Is this something people in the states do often?”

  “Kinda…? I mean, case by case scenario.”

  “Ah. I assume you’ve had lots of practice then?”

  “Uh...N-no...Well, there was one tim
e. I uh...there was a friend of mine in high school. We got curious, and one night I sucked his...yeah. I mean I didn’t really do anything with it, I just kinda put it in, and then took it out because it was kinda weird sucking off my best bud. I’ve never told anyone that.”

  “Am I not your friend?” Xanathen asked.

  “Well, yeah. But I kinda thought you were more than just that.”

  “I live to exceed expectations.”

  “Smart-ass. I meant, I care about you. In a romantic way,” Barry fumbled with his words. He was quite obviously not used to talking about his feelings towards other men. There was a first for everything that night.

  Xanathen leaned in and planted a warm kiss on Barry’s forehead, squeezing him tight with his arm.

  “Ah. That’s a relief. Here I thought you were just using me for my glorious body.”

  “Your body is a perk, but that’s not the only reason.”