The two hummingbird twins: Mark and Micheal sat down, patiently waiting for their parents, watching other cubs run into their mother's arms - to be delivered home for the Christmas holidays.  
 
The last remaining caretaker in the kindergarten, named Joseph, sat back in his chair - watching the two twins intently. Though at first he was shameful for the feelings, he realised that no harm would come onto himself if he did what he wanted to do in private.  
And what did he like, specifically? Well, none other than those two avian boys. They were so innocent, pure, and 5 years old… It sent a throbbing in his loins. The source of these feelings had to be when he was bathing his nephew one time, and when he molested a friend's baby in his crib. He just loved how innocent and breakable they looked… there was no denying that young boys brought out the sadistic desires of the dragon.  
His two dragon dicks throbbed with life as they joked and tussled with each other on the carpet, and he soon came to realise that the drowning sound of children was gone from his ears. With the last close of the door, that singled the last cub to be brought out with his/her parents.  
And so left these two boys: vulnerable in the eyes of a predator.  
He spoke up, rolling back his shoulders and making the boys pay attention to his muscular form.  “So… When do you think your parents will be coming in?” 
 
One of the twins, Mark, perked up to attention and spoke in a loud, clear voice to Joseph. He was the most confident one, Joseph noted. Which, you know, made it way more fun for him to break - when the chance would hopefully arise.  
“They're coming soon.” 
 
The green-scaled dragon perked an eyebrow and glanced at his watch, creaking back in his chair.  
“Soon?” Glancing around the room, he brought to the cub’s attention that there was nobody left here but them.  
Michael looked awkwardly at Mark,  
“O-Oh, perhaps they're busy or something.” 
 
Joseph smirked when they weren't looking, revelling in the hidden meaning of their parents leaving them behind, and what he could for as long as those parents were “busy”. Chances are, they didn't give two fucks about their kid and were probably willing to hand them over to the paws of a pedophile. Joseph sighed wistfully,  
“Ah, but if that only were the case…” He thought to himself. He has long dreamed of a world where pedophiles were highly accepted and children were killed all over the world in an effort to help with “overpopulation”. But now was not the time for such sick fantasies. Infact, he had the chance to act it out - right at this very moment.  
 
Smirking, he stood up, and closed the curtains. It was night outside and in the back of his head, he knew the brothers won't see the light of day.  
 
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“But what do you mean we need to ‘strip”? Michael said meekly, trying to avoid eye contact from his strange “care  -taker”. 
Joseph was horny as hell. He didn't care anymore. His chest heaved from his horniness.  
Whilst checking over to see if the door was locked (and it was), he felt a tugging at his leg.  Joseph looked down with a snide look on his face, his eyes piercing through Mark's determined ones. 
“I want to go home.” He said, in a courageous voice.  
The dragon started snickering, before breaking out into an evil laugh - making both of the cubs look uneasy. After he had his moment of hilarity, he brought his head back down to look at Mike with pure hatred.  
With little to no effort, he kicked the boy off his leg and the boy fell to the floor with a loud thump and cry.  
Joseph's mouth drooled and he growled with need.  
“Who the ​fuck​ do you think you are?” 
He stomped over to where Mark was planted on the floor and raised his digitigrade foot above his face with a gleeful expression.  
“You mean ​nothing​ to me.” 
Suddenly, upon seeing the larger male's underfoot, all manner of dominance had been swept away from Mark completely - replaced with nothing but cries and blurbles for mercy and “being sorry.” 
Joseph looked deep into Mark's merciful eyes and fished his cock out of his jeans.  The beast (or rather, ​beasts​) of Joseph's loins were released, slapping on the dragon's christmas jumper before drooping down to leak precum all over Mark's cute, tear ridden face in their state of half hardness. Mark was terrified by those dual cocks.  
“You are good for one thing though…” 
Joseph said, reaching one hand down to grasp his left cock, jacking it off to reach hardness. 
Slowly but surely, Joseph's large scaly foot began descending on Mark's face.  
All those cries became murmurs against his foot. The cute, underdeveloped fur felt nice as a carpet for his foot.  
“You're good… For my ​pleasure​.” 
In a show of heroism, Michael jumped to his brother's defense - and tried to pull the cruel caretaker away from his brother. Once the big bad dragon caught wind of this, he spared no effort in knocking the cub’s lights out, that was a sharp blow to the face! 
Joseph chuckled, seeing how Micheal dropped against the dresser with a bruised cheek; he's definitely unconscious now.  
“There. That should give us more time with me and you.” 
The dragon continued smothering his huge powerful foot on the avain’s face, causing more muffled cries. He felt spittle on his foot from Mark's desperate attempts at mercy. None of that mattered to the predator. Not at all! In fact, it fueled him. 
 
His chest rose with horniness again, his breathing becoming deep and shallow - thereby making the foot press harder down onto Mark's face just before…. ​CLACK!  
He broke the kid's jaw. Laughing, he picked up the lifeless body and began tearing his undergarments away.  
Upon seeing that plump feathered ass, two gluttonous cheeks for a young boy, his cock lurched and he began to instinctively drool over them.  
“Oooh fuck… Now that's what I like to see. Big bottom baby boys.” He jacked off his left cock, lining up his now-hard right one to the exposed hole.  
He had to be quick, else the corpse will cool. Even so, his cum would make it warm again!  
 
Joseph strafed over to where Michael was - unconscious, but breathing. When he awoke, he was determined to give him a terrible sight. So he got to work straight away - puncturing the tip and starting spike in his brother's ass with a loud tear, his thick shaft just barely sliding in, that ass caving in with his cock. The boy stood no chance. To his surprise, the kid wasn't dead yet - evidenced by his soft gurgles.  
“Seems like you ​really​ wanna hold on until the end - huh?” Joseph tutted, telling the boy as if that was the wrong thing to do.  
Mark's arms hung uselessly. He couldn't do anything. Blood poured from mouth from the previous crushing, and straight into the lap of his unconscious brother.  
“Do you want to see your parents again?” Joseph muttered out darkly.  
Another spike went in, with another rush of blood all around his cock. The kid may be alive for now, but as far as Joseph was concerned, if it wasn't a bloody carnage with their deaths - he wasn't truly finished.  
After another unintelligible gurgle, there surely had to be too much blood backed up in his throat due to the cock pushing and puncturing all his insides around.  
One thrust, and more blood came pouring out of his dislocated mouth and into the lap of his brother.  
Joseph took rough hold of the cub’s limp neck, and held it towards him.  “I asked you a question, ​bitch​. Do you want to see your parents again?” Mark looked broken.  
“Yessss…” He murmured out.  
Then, with a sharp thrust (and 4 spikes that went with it, tearing his asshole into one big gape), Joseph buried his full cock inside of Mark - finally snuffing out that last light of hope left within him and causing his mouth to spew backed up guts and blood all over his brother.  Joseph marvelled his kill. The sensations were amazing, just saying that it was tight wasn't enough! There was a carnal, satisfying quality to it. Especially knowing that his cock was a deadly weapon that could do such a thing as go completely through a 4 year old boy. Cum lurched up from his balls and deposited into the torn up ass of the bird's.  
For a while, he moved all around the room - spewing cum, blood and guts everywhere while the corpse of a 4 year old boy hung limpy by his cock - kept up only by the throbs of the dragon's veiny cock, as well as the thickness and weight of it.  
 
Eventually, Michael had stirred awake - grumbling as if this was all some bad dream he awakened from. But it wasn't. 
He screamed as he saw his brother dead, beaten and defiled on his caretaker's cock. He shivered in shock and fear. Nothing could've struck him harder in that moment, except the realisation that Joseph's cock was waving around his face brought him back to focus.  
“Wakey wakey rise and shine, little one.” 
He looked up to see Joseph glinting down at him with an evil smile. His eyes were different than before: they were a blazing red.  
 
Before he knew it, Michael got led up onto that huge cock of the caretaker himself, being clasped by a huge paw. He squirmed in his grip. “Nooo, let me go!”  
But Joseph was having none of it. He was going to snuff this cute, shy boy out for once and for all.  
 
Slowly pushing him down on that spiked, throbbing left cock - Joseph sneered in his ear.  
“Your brother feels so good on my cock, ​slut​. I bet you're even ​tighter​.” 
The dragon gripped the frail, trembling body in his paws and methodically thrusted him down on his cock - watching the pain sear through his eyes accompanied by tight wet squelches from that soft underage ass being penetrated.  
 
With those long sharp claws of his, Joseph began clawing at Michael's feathers - tearing them out one by one while giggling like a madman.  
“Oh I love this ​so much​.” 
Michael squealed and screamed like a banshee, nothing preventing or protecting from this evil predator. He knew he was going to be snuffed out soon, turning his head to look at his dead brother's corpse suspended in mid air by the other cock - red goop dripping out of his mouth.  
 
Joseph was just about to cum; he could feel both of his cocks continue to leak precum inside the children's body. Knowing this, he clawed at Micheal like a rabid beast who had found his meal - ripping each and every feather out of him, causing immense pain for the child, but immense joy for the man. Grunting, he thrusted his weapon fully inside Michael - every spike tearing and devirginizing that ass to become a bloody mess; nothing but a fuckhole for the predator.  
Combined with the warmth of Mike's corpse on his other cock (as well as the sensational tightness of the squealing boy), the evil caretaker couldn't hold back his urges anymore. It was time to fuck the last baby brother to death - something that he had dreamed of for ages.  Cum foamed out of both bloody, broken asses with each throb of that gargantuan knotted dragon cock. The knot swelled to a size that were even bigger than their asses, making Joseph roar out and slap them against it - tearing both now-dead brothers’ asses in two and seeing his cock lurch out of their convulsed mouths, red goo flying across the room is several, thick spurts.  “You'll never go home for Christmas now!!!” He roared out, giggling more and more as his cock continued to distend and inflate those young dead bodies with his virile cum. He had to lean back the dresser to admire his work, watching how they hung like useless fleshlights on his cock.  
“You're nothing but cocksleeves.”