"What a messy man," Re rumbled, tail flicking back and forth as he stood, pinning Chris to the cave wall, though it was worn smooth and soft from the passage of their bodies over time. "Perhaps my load is better pumped into a different hole?"
His cock had not softened at all between rounds: one of the benefits to being a dragon with a considerable amount of stamina at his disposal. Comfortable in the dragon's hold, claws lightly curled around his shoulder and his hip respectively to pin him to the wall, Chris moaned as he rolled into the drake's touch, as eager for his own needs to be fulfilled as he had been to pleasure Re.
Yet it was even better when that thick, hot length of dragon meat finally sank into his backside, stretching him out bit by bit, already slick with cum and drool from Chris' lips, though cum surely overruled anything Chris had been able to contribute to. The dragon was simply so productive that morning that he had no idea how anything else could have been true.
It was submission, yes, but all in the way that he knew that his lover would take care of him, Re setting up a pace that pounded more than ruthlessly into Chris' backside, grind after grind pushing in, teasing open just a little more of Chris' backside with every crude stroke. Still, Re's cock pulsed out pre-cum, dribbling and drooling thickly, making it easier to thrust as he lubricated his own way.
Yet all that mess had to go somewhere as Chris squirmed, pre-cum pushed up deeper inside him, the bearing force of his lover's cock all that he could focus on. Gasping and heaving, lips parted in a soundless cry of pleasure, there was nowhere for him to go and all he could do was submit to the tantalising thrusts of morning sex as Re took care of him too in the best of ways. Cum still marked his face and chest, glistening on his darker skin, as if he had left it there deliberately, though, frankly, they had both been too caught up in the moment to even consider cleaning off before continuing their fun.
Every thrust rippled through Re, though he was able to last much longer than he had the first time, after cumming once already. He thrust and ground with a savage growl, though his jaws hung open to let his long tongue dangle out, saliva drooling from it. It was just so good to get lost in the moment, knowing with full confidence that Chris could take every hot and heavy stroke of his cock that he could possibly dish out, holding on tightly to his forelegs even as Chris scrabbled to push down on him even more.
It was not a position that Chris had that kind of leverage in, however, not as Re barked a short, draconic snap of laughter, giddy with lust. He just wanted to make his partner lose control too, to see his cock explode in delight also, sharing the moment with Chris, as he always did, in the best and the most lustful of ways.
The slick mess from his cock threatened more and more urgently with every thrust, the dragon relaxing into the moment, the roll of his hips, tail slapping desperately against the ground, though he was mindful not to leave cracks in it, as he once had. That was the kind of mess that neither of them wanted to have to clean up at all!
Yet the moment had to come through as Chris arched and moaned against him, losing himself in passion as, finally, his backside clenched around Re's cock where there was really no space to do so. Chris couldn't help it, however, not as his cock throbbed in bliss and waves of ecstasy swept his body, delight coursing through, throb after throb, pulse after pulse, pulling Re over the edge with him as the dragon unloaded.
The ropes of thick, creamy seed were not to be contained solely within Chris' backside, however, and slopped out messily along the length of the dragon's spire, his meat not enough to plug the man up while there was so much that could not be held within. Chris moaned and squirmed weakly on Re's cock as the dragon lowered him gently to the ground, still thrusting and grinding, though he pulled out at the very last moment to let the final spurts of cum pour out over his partner's body.
The dragon growled contentedly as, once again, he marked Chris as his own, letting the man bask in his spunk as he laid there, panting, straining to recover in the tail end of his own orgasm, though Chris would take longer to come back to himself than that. That left Re to spend his seed over his partner, seeding him as his own, the last drools spurting out against Chris' softening dick, though Chris' backside was still strained into a gape, thickly slavering cum as if it was some wild beast.
Re rumbled a pleased growl, half-curling up around Chris and propping his head up on his foreleg, though they would both need a bath in the river before returning to the cave to clean up, most likely. But that could come in its own time as they relaxed together, the dragon's throaty growls lulling Chris as he panted and laughed lightly, curling into the warmth of Re's scales.
Despite the mess of the morning, something told them both that the clean-up was going to be even more entertaining for them!
