This choice: David Discovers a hidden ability he never knew he had • Go Back...Chapter #3David sows the seed of change by: oldshep   Fang loved hosting parties. Just not at his own place. This time, he had 'convinced' David to have it at his house, well, more like Tyler's house. David hated the fact that though he was much stronger and bigger than his little brother, the purple dragon held all the power when it came to the house. "I pay the rent," he said. As such, David could only scratch his head when he told Tyler about it.
"Dude, it's Fang," David hissed though his teeth. He had to bend down just to get on eye-level with his tiny purple brother.
"I don't care!" the smaller drake spat with his hands in the air, visibly shaking. "I- I'm not having him in the house."
"You know he'll come in here whether you like it or not," David huffed and crossed his thick arms across his chest, his pecs expanding outwards. Tyler rolled his eyes. David could be such a big baby sometimes.
"Okay," Tyler said in hushed annoyance. He then pointed his finger at his brother and pushed at the brute's pec. He hardly made a dent, but he stood adamant and continued with his stern, yet squeaky, voice raising, "But you owe me."
David sighed heavily and slumped his shoulders. He brought one meaty hand up and pinched the bridge between his eyes. "Okay, how many weeks this time?" He dreaded dressing up in skimpy outfits in front of his brother's hobby shop. He didn't mind showing off his bulky physique, in fact, he loved it. Just, not with all the nerds staring. Tyler just held out three fingers before turning around and going into his own room. "Oh, and can I borrow some booze money?" David asked as he craned his neck down the hallway. Four fingers shot out of Tyler's room. The blue drake groaned.
The guests had started filing in barely an hour after David had gotten back from the liquor store. He had rushed getting things prepared, i.e. making sure his toilet was safe to throw up in, replacing the sheets on his bed with something disposable and getting a fresh garbage bag for the endless supply of red solo cups. Though, he didn't forget about setting up the snacks and the all important keg too. Even Tyler helped with the set up, sneaking a bit of beer for himself.
"Tyler," David rumbled darkly. He clenched his fists, but dropped them as a pair of chicks walked in with a six-pack and he flashed a quick smile and 'graciously' accepted their gift. He turned back to his brother and exhaled heavily through his nose, like the dragons of yore, though no smoke came out. He mouthed, "Don't." The smaller drake just gave him a cocky look and rubbed his fingers with his thumb before raising his cup to an imaginary cheers.
Tyler was a decidedly better host than David was, the small guy was already tipsy from half a cup of beer and was chatting up the new guests like no tomorrow. David sighed, sometimes he hated being the bigger brother. Responsibility sucked.
Most of the guests had already arrived, about half of them invited, before Fang and his entourage of football players arrived. It was obvious they had been predrinking, the smell of spirits was heavy on the titan's breath as he boomed, "Yo, party time!" Behind him, Marcus and some of the other guys had either a couple of bottles of hard liquor or a two-four in each hand. The crowd roared its approval and the music dialed up to the max.
As the party went on, David rubbed his temple and slumped onto the kitchen counter, taking lazy swigs of his first, and probably only, beer. He had a hard time keeping track of all the people, some had left, some were passed out. Luckily the only casualty so far had been Jessy, her pink streak accented the bathroom nicely as Alison nursed her over the toilet. Okay, maybe Tyler too, Fang having just shoved his head into a headlock as the wolf flexed for some of the ladies.
"Get off him," David growled as he came bowling over the mass of dancing party-goers to confront Fang. He puffed out his chest and bore his teeth. Fang casually tossed his brother aside, the little guy rolling onto some girl's lap and the purple dragon giggled loosely, clearly inebriated. The wolf came closer and loomed over the blue dragon, a predatory grin on his face.
"Chill," the wolf said, his breath rife with alcohol, "Just showin' off. Loosen up." The wolf picked up David, much to the dragon's chagrin, and threw him onto the couch beside Marcus, their bodies helplessly crashing into each other. David groaned and looked over at Marcus as he hissed a pained apology. Though it didn't look like Marcus minded much, the kangaroo was spaced out, his eyes blinked dully as he gave a half-nod.
"Asshole," David grunted flatly, looking back up. Fang just challenged him with a snarl and tossed David a beer. The blue dragon grudgingly accepted the bottle, popped the cap and took a deep gulp of the ambrosia.
It was another hour or so until most of the guests had left, the music stopped and the silence was only being filled by idle chatter and the occasional, "Oh God, my liver hurts," kind of groan. David just kicked back, after what must of been his tenth or so beer, he started feeling the buzz set in, and looked around the room full of passed out party-animals, only a couple of the guys sitting around the couches still conscious.
David felt his loins twinge. He rarely got horny while drunk, but the feeling of his cock swelling in his pants was really good. This time, better than good. Though, he never felt so much pressure before from just his pants. He looked down and froze. There grasping his crotch was Marcus' large paw as the kangaroo stared with a shit-eating grin plastered on his face, trying to unzip David's jeans.
David breathed gingerly, trying not to garner attention to the fact that one of his buds was trying to get into his pants, literally. He jabbed Marcus in the ribs, the large roo grunting in discomfort before returning to his endeavors. David's eyes darted around the room in panic, trying to see if anyone noticed. Luckily no one seemed to be looking, even Fang was dozing off slowly, the large wolf's chest heaving slowly, his mind on the edge of sleep. David iced over when he felt his hard-on pop free of his underwear and a warm firm paw circled around it, giving a slight jerk.
"Shit, Marcus!" David yelled and pushed at the intoxicated kangaroo. The blue drake's heart skipped a beat as some of the still living turned their gaze towards him. He blushed, the blood darkening the scales on his cheek. Worst of all, his cry had woken the slumbering wolf. Fang snorted as he lifted his head and gazed right into David's wide eyes. He glanced down and noticed the scene that had unfurled. The giant shook his head, not believing what he had just witnessed. When he looked back, he still saw a kangaroo licking the ebony head of the blue drake's 8 inch boner and the dragon struggling to push the roo at the shoulders.
"Ho, dude! Marcus's a fag!" the titanic wolf whooped. If David's yelp didn't get everyone's attention, Fang's roar definitely did. In fact, it was loud enough to wake the dead, some of the passed out party-goers groggily getting up to wonder what all the commotion was about. David continued to look at everyone staring at him and Marcus, his breathing becoming short. He panted sharply, his cock betrayed him and gave an errant burst of pre into Marcus' waiting maw. The kangaroo gave off a grateful moan. Fang just continued to grin devilishly at David.
"Get him off!" David hissed urgently at Fang.
"Looks like he's trying to get you off, bro," the wolf said with a cool smirk. " 'Sides, gonna make him suck me next." The wolf lewdly grabbed at his own crotch, the bulge inside visibly growing as Fang continued to rub. David couldn't muster a response and just groaned as Marcus started going further down on his dick, his breathing getting heavier. "Think you like it anyways, Davey." David could only snarl and eye the wolf with contempt as the pleasure just began to build.
The blue dragon started to buck his hips, his massive glutes clenching as he thrusted automatically into the roo's mouth. "Marcus s-s-stop. Pleeease," the dragon huffed between breaths and his claws dug deep into the faux-leather of the ottoman. The kangaroo just gave a few dopey giggles and flicked his tongue. David was almost sent over the edge that time and whined loudly.
After just a few more motions by Marcus' mouth, the drake felt his testicles pull up and unleash the first wad of his seed up through his shaft. The drake winced and groaned as the kangaroo sucked harder on his length, draining him completely. After a good four to five spurts, he was spent, his cock giving a couple of twitches as Marcus rolled his tongue along the glans as he dislodged and sat back. The two of them were panting heavily from the ordeal.
David stopped basking in his afterglow when he heard a moan from beside him. He turned to Marcus and saw the burly kangaroo beating himself off. He was about to turn away in disgust when he, and everyone else that saw it, went wide-eyed as Marcus...  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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