With a labored heave you yank your friend from the folds of your dads underwear and tumble with him down onto his lower belly, getting nothing but a resounding snore from the drunk drake. You instantly rolled to your feet and put a bare foot on Isaac's chest, his eyes fogged over with obvious dragon glamour.
"Isaac, you idiot I should've known you were infected the second we got to my room, you were hooked by the smell alone of my house, c'mon we need to get you back to my room and call your parents to come get you." You said sternly. Isaac shook his head, the fog fading but not completely.
"Damn it Will I'm fine, now lemme up you're being a buzz kill." He said only to find your foot on him taking more of your weight on it.
"You don't get it Isaac, there's another reason I don't wanna be down here for long, because sometime soon my-" You stopped as the sound of keys in a lock were heard from the door in the kitchen, Matt and Travis ran down to you and Isaac, asking a million questions about who it was. The door opened and slammed shut, but you couldn't see the culprit yet. "......Other dad will get home." All your friends turned and looked at you with faces of confusion, awe, and terror.
"Y-you have two dragon dads Will?" Travis said in shock, looking towards the doorway into the kitchen with a look of pure terror. Isaac squirmed under your foot.
"Why didn't you tell us? All this time we thought when you said 'dad', you were referring to one, not one or the other. What the hell man!" Isaac said, his dragon glamour gone for the minute. You spoke.
"Never really came up, I thought you guys figured that sense I was adopted and there were two dressers in the master, and ya know, an extra large king bed. This one sometimes travels and is gone for a week every month or so. But nevermind it for now, lets get out of here! My dad Ashfall probably forgot about you all and didn't inform him I had friends over." You said making your way back to the worn fibers of the couch that made a ladder. However when you turned around Isaac hadn't gotten up.
"Isaac! Let's go! Please! Ashfall tolerates humans to an extent, but my dad Cinder hates them save for me. If he gets you and I'm not with you, there's no probably, he will kill you!" You say frantically, which seemed to have little effect on your friend. He turned and faced you, his eyes in the light of the TV fogged over again.
"I-I wanna see him, I bet he is just as beautiful as this god..." He said gesturing at Ashfall. You held your tongue for once, if he found Ashfall in his dad bodilyness beautiful, the sight of Cinder was gonna kill him alone. Where Ashfall went to bars and Wing places after work, Cinder hit the gym religiously. Some of your dad's mutual friends called Cinder the muscle head for good reason, because he put bodybuilders on the human scale to shame. Someone made the joke once in front of you that humans were his supplement, and it scared you a good bit, but your dad, or pops, as you called Cinder so you didn't confuse him and Ashfall when referring to them, comforted you saying that wasn't the case.
"Too bad shit head, catch him on your way out the door-" You begin to say but gasp and tackle Isaac to the soft belly of your dad. Travis and Matt followed your example and dropped prone as well as Cinder walked into the room, toting a gym bag with him. He was about the same height as Ashfall, but was wider and sported bulging muscles all over his body. His scaled hide was the color of bright orange and here and there speckles of black were seen. His chest and stomach were the color of snow, and it ran from under his chin to the tip of his long thick tail. Two polished black horns sprouted from the back of his head and a smaller black horn at the top end of his snout. He wore only a compression tank top and compression shorts that hugged his crotch and thick ass tightly, exposing every twitch and movement of his powerful muscles. Isaac let out a silent gasp and you slowly crawled back and whispered.
"Get in my dad's waistband, and lets pray they keep it PG 13 for now..." Everyone actually listened for once and slid into the worn band of the tighty whities. Everyone was in just in time as Cinder dropped bag and turned to look at Ashfall. The Orange drake blew air out of his nose and peeled off his shirt, his chest taking in a breath of its own, the pectorals were swelled to the size of human blimps from the work out he must've come back from. Next he hooked a thumb in his shorts.
"Oh no" You say.
"Oh yes." Isaac retorts.
Cinder slid his compression's off and dropped them on the gym bag, his colossal balls and cock swinging in the cool living room air as he made his way over to the sleeping Ashfall. You and the others hunkered a little deeper into the waistband, your elbows probably very uncomfortable to you host dad. Cinder threw a leg over Ashfalls waist and it was at this moment you realized you had chosen a poor hiding spot. The muscled drakes enormous rear, cloaked in shadow and ghost light from the Tv, hung over your position as Cinder reached down and kissed the sleeping gray drake on the parted lips. As he did, his rear slowly descended on your position, his taint's trajectory looking like the soft mid belly region, leaving his ass to land right on all of you. The others seemed to realize this too, and began to shuffle nervously. You looked about frantically, and only had two options, quickly run out and get your Pop's attention, and his anger. Or you could stay put and wait it out, hoping Ashfall doesn't reciprocate the passion for making love. You decide...
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