The day was long, the air thin, and the heat weighed heavily on his soul. Mel panted heavily as he trudged ever onwards through the thick foliage, ever at a slightly upwards angle. His pack weighed him down, the straps digging into his shoulders and bruising his hips with every step, the base of his tail taking more weight than it should have, he was sure it would have a bald spot and blisters by the end of the day. But still, he pressed on. His long baggy pants and thick vest were his armor against the vegetation, and a wide brim hat to protect against any falling debris, be it animal or insect. For all the protection, however, he was quickly overheating and had run out of water half an hour prior.

He huffed and puffed, questioning once again why he decided this was a great idea for a night out on his day off. He remembered seeing a flier, a hiking trail perfect for beginners and seasoned hikers that led to a hot spring halfway up the mountain. ‘Oh what a great idea,’ he had thought, ‘I had no idea there were local hot springs.’ He had spent the better part of two weeks doing some research and gathering supplies, however he had overlooked two important facts about hiking: The heat, and the fact he is a furred being covered in about 70% black fur.

He licked his lips, his vision faltering causing him to sway back and forth for a moment before he was able to steady himself on a tree. He was almost there, he knew it! Or at least, he had to be. He was pretty sure he was still on the path, he read that leaving paths was super dangerous so that was his utmost precaution. As he caught his breath he studied the ground he walked to be extra sure, and sure enough it was still bare dirt, packed down over a long period by a whole myriad of boots and paws, his own clawed paws adding to the trail.

He swallowed his mouthful of saliva and heaved forwards, his body had stopped producing sweat about ten minutes ago now and his fur was starting to dry and heat up even more. He made a mental note to stop soon, lest he have a heat stroke. He looked forward, gazing further up the trail and seeing the top of the incline. ‘There!’ He thought, ‘I’ll rest once I make it to level ground.’

New goal in mind and destination within view, he mustered up a surge of energy and resumed walking at a slightly faster pace. His legs ached and his muscles were sore everywhere, but he managed to crest the top, and what a sight to behold. There before him was a series of clear pools, steam floating up gently from the surface. His heart skipped a beat, from the beauty or from almost dying of heat exhaustion he did not know, but he had made it at long last! 

He looked to the sky, it had taken him far longer than he had planned, it would be night soon. This was fine though as he had packed (heavy as fuck!) camp supplies, and with them he would have shelter, fire, the ability to purify and replenish his water supply, and have a soft place to sleep. But for the moment, his knees buckled and he collapsed into a heap. He lay there for a moment simply catching his breath, breathing in the earthy scents and the thick humidity of the natural springs.

After taking a few moments to relax, he unbuckled the straps of his pack and rolled over. Now though that he had relaxed it seems his muscles were refusing to move anymore. He moaned and whined in pain as he forced himself into a seated position. His first order of business was to start a fire, and get to purifying the water. He had read somewhere that hot springs were pure because of the temperature, but better safe than sorry. 

Free of his heavy pack and with some light massaging of his legs, he was able to scour the area for fallen branches and get to work making a suitable fire, With some tools such as his spade he dug a hole, filled it with sticks, twigs, and starter stuff and used a lighter to get it going, He also had a flint and steel as backup but he was too tired to use that at the moment. The fire started right up and he let that burn for a few minutes, allowing him to gather water in a pot from the spring. He brought that over to the fire and set it in the coals.

Job done, he removed his vest and undershirt, noting how filthy and sweat stained they were, he took them to one of the hotter springs of water, this one actually boiling. He placed them into the water carefully, almost burning himself in the process, before taking them out and wringing the excess water off. He wasn't sure how clean they would get but it would do for now. 

He hung them on a branch then did the same for his pants, revealing a pair of pink cotton panties. Normally he would be far too shy and embarrassed to expose himself like this, but there was nobody around and it was a weeknight and getting late. If there were anyone coming, they would likely already be here. He dipped the pants into the boiling spring for a few moments then hung them to dry as well. He looked at his panties, they were slick with sweat and other fluids, sticking to his fur and showing off a deep cameltoe.

He slid his thumbs under the hem of the panties and gently pulled them down, wincing as the wet fabric felt rough against his sensitive folds. Once past the hard part he slid them off each leg, now standing in the nude he used a stick to tie one side of the panties to and shove them into the bubbling water, swirling them around to get them extra cleaned. Once finished, he hung them to dry with the rest.

He stretched, his fur free and able to finally breath he started feeling much better. Once he felt his back pop a few times he returned to his pot of water. He smiled, seeing as it was now boiling violently. He added more sticks to the fire and let the water boil, mentally counting out about five minutes. Once the time was up, he carefully lifted it out and set it aside to cool. He returned to his pack and pulled out a second pot, filling that with water as well and setting it to boil.

He looked over the rest of his supplies, a sense of dread filling him at the thought of setting up a tent while still so sore. Then he looked back toward the springs, and decided in the moment that he would relax first, as long as he didn't waste too much daylight. He stepped towards one of the pools that looked like it had more foot traffic than the others and tested the temperature. While it was indeed quite warm, it wasn’t overly hot. He carefully stepped into the water, wincing as the heat seeped into his fur and assaulted his tired muscles. He felt his pussy quiver in excitement as the heat licked at his folds, a drop of juice splashing into the water. He was so sore and distracted he didn't even realize how horny the casual nudity had made him. He’s never fully nude unless in the showers, and even then with the door locked to keep out his roommates.

He walked deeper into the spring, the water meeting and engulfing his needy cunt as he sank into the water, the deepest part coming up to his ribs. He looked down, the water clean and pure, showing his rippling form under the slight waves he made with his movements. He relaxed, squatting down in the water until it was just under his chin. He sat there,eyes closing and mostly floating, relaxing as the heat burrowed into his muscles. He sighed in contentment, it really was worth the hassle walking up here.

A sudden hiss of water splashing into the fire brought him out of his meditations, his eyes opening to see the sky suddenly much darker than it was a moment ago, had he dozed off? He stood, his water-laden fur making his efforts slow and difficult as he pulled himself from the spring, crawling on all fours towards his little campfire. The pot was boiling violently, splashing out all over and threatening to douse his fire. He quickly pulled it out and set it aside then added more sticks to keep the fire going. 

He sighed in relief, the heat dissipating from his body as the water evaporated and dripped away, he sat there naked letting his body cool off, it was refreshing. He licked his lips and checked the first pot of water, it was slightly warm to the touch. He brought the pot to his lips and gave it a sip, while warmer than he would like it was still rather refreshing. He drank greedily, downing half the pot in one go.

He set the pot back down, feeling quite relieved and refreshed, he stood and made for his pack. Before long he had removed the contents and spread them out in an orderly fashion. Most of which he wouldn't need immediately he simply returned to the pack, however as he did he noticed something rather concerning, he had forgotten to pack his spare clothes. He facepalmed, he set them out where he wouldn't forget them and that’s exactly what happened. He sighed, maybe it was for the better, the extra weight might have actually killed him and he was enjoying just being in the buff, his leaking pussy attesting to that, something of which he's not able to do around his house. He blushed heavily from the memory of his roommates finding a pair of his panties mixed with the laundry, he denied ownership and it was soon passed off as from one of their other girlfriends.

Shaking his head to clear the memory he got to work, pulling out the tent and the included instructions. He took stock and made sure everything was there and he knew what it looked like. He got to work, mindful to not drip pussy juice all over the supplies as he moved about. Time went by quickly, the darkness of night was just setting in as he pounded the final stake into the ground. He stood back and admired his handiwork, the tent stood about shoulder height, as it was just himself he opted for a smaller one, big enough for two which felt about right for himself and all his supplies. 

He opened the flap and tossed his pack in there, zipped it back up and tended the fire. He drank the rest of the water from the first pot, then refilled it and set it to boil again before returning to the hot spring. As he stepped in, under the cover of darkness the water was not nearly as clear as before and his body seemed to disappear into a liquid void and reflected stars. This time he simply opted to sit on the edge, paws in the spring as he looked up to the sky. Out here, in the wilderness, and at a higher elevation, the night sky was alive in all of its beauty. So clear and crisp was the night he swore he could see every star in the galaxy as they lightly illuminated the springs and his small camp. 

So enamored by the sky he failed to hear the footsteps before it was too late. Suddenly out of the woods stumbled a trio of anthropomorphic wolves, naked as the day they were born. Mel was startled by their sudden arrival and quickly submerged himself into the hotspring up to his nose, equally embarrassed for his nudity and fear of the unknown individuals. What were they doing out here so late?! 

His mind raced with visions of murderers, drug addicts, and even werewolves out on the hunt. He only hoped his black fur was enough to camouflage him against the dark water and that his white hair and horns could be overlooked as reflections. Hopefully. He watched as they came to a halt, seeing his small fire and his tent all set up. He watched and listened as they spoke, “Shit dude, I didn't think anyone would be up here, think they are sleeping already?” one asked.

“Well if they are sleeping, they are in for a scolding. How irresponsible are they to leave a fire unattended like this?!” another said exasperated.

The third one went to the tent and slapped the closed door flap, “Hey! Anyone in there?” He called out loudly. They waited a few beats before undoing the zipper and poking his head inside. A moment later he came out and stood, “Nope, just a pack. Whomever they are was at least prepared for the trip.” He said. 

Mel smiled to himself, his prep work was recognized. They didn't seem like bad folks, but he was still in a rough spot, he didn't want to be found naked even if they were comfortable with it. He looked over to where he hung his clothes and his heart hitched again, he had failed to notice one of them walking over that way. He inspected the mostly dry clothes for a moment before calling to the others, “Hey guys, I think it’s some girl up here… I don't see any traces of her though, we should fan out and look for her in case she got lost.”

‘Great, they think I'm a girl now… well cat’s out of the bag….’ Mel thought to himself. He had quickly thought up a reason on why he would have panties and was sure it would work, he just hoped that the wolf trio would remain casual and cool like they have been so far. 

He stood slowly from the water, still waist deep and cleared his throat, “Um, hi, sorry, not a girl… and this is all mine…” He said, calling out to them. They each turned to look at him for a moment then back to each other. Their leader, Mel assumed, stepped away from the drying panties and came up to the edge of the hot spring, Mel couldn’t help but notice how his balls swung with every step and how full his sheath looked, he hoped the wolf didn't see where his eyes were directed.

“Well shit dude, why didn't you speak up earlier?” He asked.

“Well, all alone in the woods and suddenly three big guys appear out of nowhere, I think it was right to be a bit worried.” Mel responded.

The wolf shrugged, “Yeah that’s fair. Those panties are yours then I take it?” He asked, not being weird about it so far.

“Um, yeah… they are comfortable.” He said, momentarily forgetting the entirety of his response.

“Heh, well whatever floats your boat. The name’s Fridolf, this here is Gonzalo and back there tending your fire is Richard, but we just call him Moon-moon.” Fridolf said, pointing to each in turn.

“Hey!” Richard said, slightly offended.

“And we're part of an exhibitionists club, we meet up and go streaking a few times a week, and well, other stuff.” Fridolf finished, explaining away their nudity. “How about you? Not every day you come across three nudists eh?”

Mel shook his head, “Um, no, this is all new to me… Name’s Mel by the way, and uh, I wasn't aware there was an exhibitionist club.” He said, sinking deeper into the water in embarrassment.

“Well welcome to the club then, we’ll make you an honorary member for the night. Sound good?” Fridolf said, stepping into the same spring before Mel could say anything. So close, Mel could see Fridolf was fucking massive. He stood like a tower in the springs, clearly over six feet tall, closer to seven if Mel had to guess. He really towered over Mel’s petite five foot height. “Relax man, we’re all guys here.”

Mel nodded, floating to the other side of the spring as the others entered as well. Gonzalo and Richard, or Moon-moon, sat side by side as they relaxed into the hot water. “Um, well, I don't think, well, um, alright…” Mel relented.

“Hey don't worry about it, and don't mind them, they are in a relationship.” Fridolf said. “So, what brings you all this way? You don't look like a hiker.” He said as he sat in the water, both arms resting on the edge of the spring.

Mel scooted around to give the couple some space as they giggled and whispered to each other, finding himself nearer Fridolf. “Well, I kind of decided on a whim. Saw a flier for the springs and decided to go. Kicked my ass though on the way here.”

“... Wait, you mean you took the trail?” Fridolf asked, a look of shock on his face.

Mel was confused by his reaction, “Well, yes, the forums said it was good for beginners.”

Fridolf let out a chuckle, “Dude, bro, a beginner hiker and a new hiker are totally different beasts. There's literally a side road and a parking lot a thirty minute walk from here.”

Mel’s face fell, “Are you fucking serious? I almost died from the heat for nothing?” he said in exasperation.

“Hehe, maybe, but hey! You made it! That’s worth celebrating at least! Tell you what, I'll buy you a beer tomorrow back in town. How’s that sound?” he offered.

Mel sighed and nodded, “Sure, and I suppose you just took the route from the parking lot?”

Fridolf nodded, “Yep, can show you the way in the morning if you want.” He said, dropping his right hand into the water where it disappeared into the darkness. “Oh right, I can't get a good look at you, what’s your species Mel?”

“Oh, yeah it is pretty dark huh? I'm a dragon, furred variant.” Mel explained as he tried to ignore the other two making out to his left.

Fridolf nodded as though he understood something suddenly, “Oh that makes sense! I heard that dragons have slits and stuff, so I suppose panties would be a common option then?” He asked. The water around his right arm was rippling, Mel could see the reflection of the stars shifting rhythmically as his mind conjured what he could possibly be doing.

“Um, yeah actually. There's a lot of variations between dragons, like slits, sheaths and no balls, or no sheaths and balls, and stuff like that.” He explained, his own hands under the water playing with his pussy, lightly trailing his fingers over his folds as he spoke.

Fridolf grunted, “Oh damn, that’s kinda hot.” He said, the water rippling more and to his left he heard some mild splashing. “Man, I’ve never met a dragon before, I heard they are mostly in other areas of the world.” 

He paused as he looked at the others. Mel turned and looked as well and was slightly shocked at the sight. He couldn't tell which but one had climbed into the other’s lap and was making out with the other, his hips bouncing in the water as they made out.

“O-oh…” Mel said in slight shock at the scene before him.

“Heh, yep. Couple of horn dogs, can barely keep their hands to themselves. I’ve been hard for a bit too, hope you don't mind. The sight and your dragon penis explanation got me going.” He said. 

‘So he was doing what I thought he was doing…’ Mel thought to himself. He couldn't deny though, it was pretty hot seeing them like that and he'd been horny all day, maybe he could get some relief after all. He ran a finger over his clit, seeking a bit of relife as he tried to maintain a straight face.

“Um, well, I’ve never really done anything like this…” He started, “But, no, I suppose I don't mind.” 

“Aw, that's alright. Maybe you can join our club and hang out more often if you like this kind of thing. Just take it slow, you can come sit next to me if you want and we can just watch them together.” Fridolf said, patting the side of the hot spring next to him on his left with an easygoing smile.

Mel nodded, he was beginning to like Fridolf. He wasn't sure if it was just because he had such an easy going attitude or his hormones were screaming about his muscles, his size, and his potentially huge cock. Mel pulled his fingers out of his pussy and scooted through the water to sit side by side with him, his thigh pressed lightly against his and through his thigh he could feel Fridolf stroking himself in the water. Mel blushed heavily, no idea what to do with his hands he put his right one on his own thigh, and his left snuck back between his legs. He let out a sigh of pleasure as he resumed scratching that itch more vigorously, his fingers playing round his clit and teasing his entrance.

“There ya go, that’s it. And don't be afraid to cum in the water, we do it all the time. The heat kills everything anyway.” Fridolf said. 

The thought of swimming around in cum water made Mel flinch in pleasure, his hand coming to rest on Fridolf’s thigh. He pulled it back once he realized, “Oh, sorry, I didn't mean to-” he started.

Fridolf only smiled, “Hey don't worry about it, I’m doing this for you, if you want to experiment go for it.” He said, pulling his arm out of the water and resting it on the edge of the spring. He wrapped his left arm around Mel’s shoulder and pulled him closer against him, the new position had Mel’s elbow touching his knot from its new position on Fridol’s thigh. “Go as fast or slow as you want, no pressure here.”

Mel blushed heavily, this was all moving so fast. He looked around to buy some time and sort his thoughts, landing on the others. They had changed positions, one was sitting on the edge of the spring, his cock lit up under the stars, glistening and wet as the other licked his shaft. Their eyes met for a moment and he smiled at Mel before moaning in pleasure as the other took his whole cock in his mouth at once.

“Holy shit.” Mel muttered as he watched them, a new surge of need ran through him as he watched, switching to his right hand and burying three fingers inside himself as far as they’ll go. His left hand, now free, reached over to Fridolf and felt through the water, finding his leg and trailing his hand up his thigh, before poking against his knot. It was huge, he felt around it with his hand trying to size it up, but it felt larger than his forearm.

Frigold grunted and chuckled, “Damn you’re such a tease, never felt a knot before?”

Mel felt embarrassed as he shook his head, “I uh, don't have experience with dicks… I mean, other dicks. Hehe…”

Fridolf nodded, “Hey man, totally understandable. I take it that dragons don't have knots?” 

Mel shook his head, feeling his way up the shaft, ‘fuck that’s a long shaft…’ he thought. “Well, I know some do, but it's mainly just a way to keep it from slipping back into the slit than to knot someone.” He felt the cock twitch as he talked about dragon dicks, “And well, each type of dragon has a different type of dick anyway. Some are thin and tapered, prehensile too that can move how they want it, others are thick and spiny, or ridged, tapered, rounded, all kinds…” He explained, rambling off his wikipedia knowledge and from the porn he’s watched.

Fridolf grunted in pleasure as he imagined all those dick types. “Mmm, fuck Mel… Do you know anything about dragon pussy then?”

‘More than you know…’ He mentally quipped, knuckle deep in one at the moment, “Uh, yeah I've done a bit of ah, research, into dragon pussy. Why?”

“Oh right, ah, those two are gay, but I'm more Pan. I like me some dick and pussy from any species and gender, you know?” he explained.

Mel nodded, “Oh, really? Even intersex or trans?” He asked, a bit of hope in his voice. He knew from forums that the dating pools for trans people were pretty shallow, even more for natural born intersex like himself.

Fridolf nodded, “Never met anyone in this small town, mhm, but I've seen videos online, pretty hot… Fuck man this is getting me worked up, keep doing that…” He said, leaning his head back in pleasure.

Mel took note of what he had been absentmindedly doing, which was swirling his fingers over and around the head of his cock. He made a conscious effort to keep doing that as he filled him in about dragon pussy. 

“Well, unsurprisingly there's a variety there as well. They don't have any spades like canines would have, but they have vertical slits, horizontal slits, and more anthro-type pussys with lips. They all have a clit and a G-spot inside, some races have heat cycles, others are good year round.” Mel explained.

“Fuck I'm close man, christ thats so hot…” He said with a shudder of pleasure.

Mel slowed down his rubbing, “Um, c-can I see it?”

Fridolf gave him a smile, “Absolutely, I'm glad you’re coming out of your shell Mel.” He said, pushing himself up to sit on the side like the others. Mel got between his legs and gazed up at his massive cock. He reached up and started stroking it again, in awe of its majesty.

“Wow… it's bigger than it feels…” He muttered as he ran his hands along the shaft. He pulled his fingers out of his pussy and stood in the water to get a better angle. He was still submerged from the hips down as he resumed stroking, keeping his sexuality a secret.

“Heh, all the ladies say that. The guys too really. Damn you’re a short king aint ya? The water’s barely three feet deep man!” Fridolf said and shared a chuckle with Mel.

Mel didn't respond, instead just staring at his cock lustfully as he stroked it. He noticed some clear fluid leaking out of the tip, realizing it was precum he started rubbing it into the head. From this angle and close proximity, he was able to smell him, his male scent, his cum. He needed more. Letting his instincts and lust guide him, he stuck out his tongue and lapped up some of the pre that leaked from the tip. It had a faint, metallic and salty taste to it, not too terrible. He licked it again as more pre drooled out of the tip.

“Ohhh fuck, Mel, I’m about to-!” Fridolf tried to warn, but it was too late. A sudden pulse raced along his cock one moment then the next a spray of hot, thick goop shot onto his tongue, with more going up his nose and coating his face. The sudden surge of salty bitterness and the sting of fluids in his nose made him pull back. The next shot landed on his face and chest as he turned to sneeze out the cum. Another twitch and another shot, adding more cum to his chest fur. Fueled by the sudden scent and just how fucking hot it was getting a facial for the first time Mel dove back in, placing his muzzle against the cock and nuzzling it as it Fridolf continued to cum all over his face. He could feel strands landing in his hair and on his ears, he could feel the strings of his hot jizz dangling from his chin as he licked the shaft, lapping up a few of the final, weaker shots of cum.

“God damn that was hot!” One of the others said from behind him. Mel turned to see them both staring at him. Mel could only smile, unsure what to say or do.

Fridolf sat back up, having fallen back from the waves of pleasure. “Fuck bro, I was NOT expecting to give you a facial for your first time, You alright? Cum in the eyes sucks major balls.”

“Y-yeah, I had my eyes closed near the end…” He said softly, still horny as fuck but watching Fridol’s cock deflate and start sliding back into his sheath.

“Good thing we're at a hot spring, go ahead and rinse off, I'll get you some water to wash the cum down.” He said, getting to his paws shakily. “Fuck man, I came so hard I’m seeing stars.” He muttered as he walked towards the fire.

Mel watched him go, admiring what he could see of his ass in the starlight for a moment longer. He then ducked into the hotspring and rubbed his face and head. It took longer than he would have expected, the cum seemed to get thicker the more hot water he used, but after fighting with it he was able to get mostly washed up.

He started to get out of the hot spring when he hesitated, Fridolf seemed so accepting and such a great guy, but would he really believe he had a slit? What if he gets mad he wasn’t completely honest before? Could he really come clean to someone else for the first time since his family?

“Hey! You coming? Or are you cumming?” Fridolf asked as he laughed at his own pun.

Mel smiled, the joke doing a lot to help ease his mind about the situation. He stepped forward and out of the hot spring, the water flowing off his fur in sheets before slowing to a drip. He made his way forward and stood next to Fridolf, who turned and looked him up and down.

“Tux pattern, very nice, cute too. And nice slit bro! If I didn't know any better I'd say it looked a lot like a pussy, but that's a bit racially insensitive huh? Still hot though.” He said, not bothering trying to hide where his gaze roamed all over his body. Maybe he’ll mistake his leaking pussy for just water dripping off of him.

“You really think so?” Mel said, reaching down to run his fingers along his folds. “Thanks, I’ve never been told that…” He said, genuinely touched.

“Damn really? Well you should hang out with us then. More compliments where that came from!” He said as he passed Mel one of the now cooled pots of water. Mel thanked him and started drinking, watching from the corner of his eye as Fridolf kept staring in awe at his pussy. Looking lower, Mel saw the tip of his cock starting to emerge again.

“So…” Mel began as he set the pot down and sat next to Fridolf, sitting with his legs spread slightly, “You’ve never been with a dragon then?”

Fridolf kept staring like a horny teen as he shook his head, “No man, like i said they are rare around these parts.”

“W-well…” Mel began, unsure exactly where he was going with this, “w-would you like to? W-with me, that is?”

Fridolf looked up at him, staring into his eyes to get a reading as he asked, “Are you sure? You seem awfully new to all of this, wouldn't that be going too fast?”

Mel smiled, he really was a good guy. “If it's too much, I'll just say so, then you’ll stop right?”

Fridolf smiled back, “Of course man, I wouldn't want to ruin my first time with a dragon, and I doubt you'd want to ruin your first time either, right?”

With that, Mel nodded and spread his legs further in invitation, he was so nervous but he was so horny at the same time. His attention was focussed on Fridolf as he inched closer, Mel didn't notice the other two hopping out of the spring and vanishing into the woods to give them space.

Much how Mel started, Fridolf trailed his fingers along his thighs, inching closer to his needy sex. Mel sighed in pleasure and slight frustration from the teasing. He could feel himself clenching in anticipation as Fridolf’s fingers made contact with his pussy lips.

“Damn your slit is soft… Your cock is still inside? I thought it would slide out like a sheath by this point.” Fridolf asked, his fingers probing around Mel’s pussy.

“D-Don't worry, it’s in there…” He said, breathing heavily as he watched Fridolf trail his fingers along his slit, down to his hot wet opening. Without a word Fridold started pressing inside, Mel’s pussy welcomed the intrusion and in a moment his finger was buried to the hilt. Mel bit his lip as he felt Fridol’s finger curing inside of him, feeling around and touching all of his sensitive spots.

Fridol’s brow furrowed, more intrigued than anything of why he can't feel Mel’s cock. He pulled back slightly and slipped a second finger inside. Mel shuddered in pleasure, “Oh fuuck…” he moaned. A moment later he was left feeling empty as Fridolf pulled out and sat back.

“Damn, I'm sorry man, I-I don't know what I’m doing down there, I can't find it.” He said, sounding disappointed. 

Mel panted slightly as he sat back up, “No, no I’m the one who should apologize….”

Fridolf shook his head, “No no, this isn't anything to apologize for-” Mel cut him off by raising his hand, he needed to say this now.

“No, I’m sorry, but I lied… I don't have a dick…” He admitted. Seeing the look of confusion deepen on his face, Mel continued, “I mean, earlier when you said you’re pan and we talked about genres? Well, I’m actually… an intersex…”

Fridolf’s eyes went wide, “So wait - You’re a dude with a pussy? Not a slit but an actual pussy-pussy?”

Mel nodded, he couldn't help but feel himself start to tear up, the mixture of emotions with his lie and coming out to someone for the first time, it was almost too much.

Fridolf, seeing this, softened his tone. He wasn't happy being lied to, but this wasn't exactly a normal situation. In a calmer tone he asked, “Why didn't you say anything? Why were you hiding it?”

Mel wiped his eyes, “I’m sorry, I’ve never come out to anyone before, and I don't want to be seen as a freak… so it's just easier to lie about that kind of thing…”

Fridol’s expression softened as he understood, “I’m sorry, I’m not mad, I promise. Just, surprised is all. It must have been hard though, keeping something like that a secret.”

Mel shook his head, “Not really… it's only a concern in bathrooms and around my roommates… I don't date or anything either…”

“Still though,“ Fridolf said seriously, “not cool tricking me into fingering you.”

“I'm sorry… I've just, I'm so fucking horny. All day I was dripping all over camp and then I see you three with your huge sheaths and plump balls, and then getting my first facial, I'm just barely holding it together right now.” Mel said, rattling off in needy frustration.

Fridolf looked him over before sighing, “Well, I can see you’re really sorry about it, just don't do that again to me or anyone else for that matter. That’s something your partner should know before getting that far. Alright?” Mel nodded vigorously, “Alright, lay back you sexy beast, I'll get you relieved in no time.”

Mel nearly knocked himself out as he threw himself back against the ground, pulling up his knees and spreading his thighs. Fridolf was able to get a better look at his pussy in the firelight, the soft pink lips glistening with need, his pussy juice leaking out and soaking into the fur of his tail before trickling down to the ground.

Fridolf moved forward on all fours, resting his muzzle right in front of Mel’s sex. His hot breath trailing over and teasing his needy pussy. Mel started reaching down out of reflex, but Fridolf stopped him. “Just relax, I got this.” He assured him. Mel nodded and instead looked up at the stars, just focussing on the sensual touches.

Fridolf got a good whiff of Mel’s scent, able to match it with that of the lingering smell all over the camp. Mel really did leak all over the place it seemed. He felt himself growing harder and rising out of his sheath, he stuck out his tongue and gave it a long, firm drag from Mel’s tailhole all the way to the top, flicking his clit as he did. Mel’s reaction was adorable in his eyes, his legs and abdomen quivered as he moaned softly before shuddering hard as he reached his clit.

Fridolf continued to lick and lap up Mel’s juices, his free hand underneath him stroking his cock as he did. Mel was seeing stars, both physically and in his mind. He had masturbated plenty of times before with his fingers but never before was it like this. His clawed fingers dug into the ground and he kneaded the grass and soil, his head twisted and his legs flexed in pleasure. He almost kicked Fridolf in the face once, and was trying to at least aim away from him as his muscles spasmed in pleasure.

Suddenly the warm tongue pressed against him, then slipped inside. The soft muscle wound and wiggled inside of him like nothing he’d ever felt before, gathering up his juices before withdrawing. Fridolf was literally drinking his juices, and there was more to replace what was lost as he dove back in, gathering more of Mel’s fluids on his tongue again and again.

Mel’s breathing grew heavy, he could feel he was about to cum, and fuck he needed it. But as he got close, that warm tongue and hot breath on his pussy suddenly vanished, replaced by the cool night air instead. “Why’d you stop!?” Mel almost demanded, He opened his eyes to be met with Fridols’s gold ones, he had moved overtop of him.

“Fuck, Mel…” He muttered before lowering himself, pulling Mel into a kiss and pressing their bodies together. Mel could taste himself on his tongue, and felt Fridol’s cock pressing into his stomach, sandwiched between them.Mel returned the kiss, his first ever, with gusto. He loved the sensation of his tongue coiling around another’s, feeling around his teeth and gums, all the while feeling the boner, caused by him no less, pressing against him and leaking pre into his belly fur, coating the both of them

Fridolf broke the kiss, “Mel… Do you want this?” He asked, gyrating his hips and rubbing his cock into Mel’s groin and belly. Mel nodded, unable to find his voice through the heat of passion and deep, heavy breaths filled with need. “If it hurts, just tell me and I'll stop…”

Mel nodded, watching in excitement as Fridolf sat back. He took the base of his cock in one hand and lined it up with his cunt, Mel gasped as he felt the tip prodding his virgin entrance. This was it. “D-Do it… Dragons… are stretchy…” He managed to say as an assurance. 

Fridolf nodded, then pressed forward slowly yet firmly. Mel’s cunt was so soaking wet it had no trouble slipping deeper and deeper. Mel cried out in both pain and pleasure as his pussy was stretched in places it's never been touched before, stretching and adjusting to the size of his partner as he just kept sinking deeper and deeper inside him.

“Fuuuck!” Mel cried out in pleasure, one moment wincing in pain, the next in pleasure. He felt so full already but there was still more to go, soon reaching depths not even he knew existed. Above him, Fridolf watched in awe as his massive cock was slowly swallowed up by Mel’s pussy. Dragons are stretchy indeed, he supposed with how many different dragon cocks there were, having a pussy that could accommodate all shapes and sizes would be necessary. As he finished that thought he fully hilted inside Mel, all the way up to the knot. If he looked carefully, he could see the slight bump of his cock reaching all the way to his ribs. The sight made his cock throb, and Mel’s pussy suddenly clenched down, so hard it was almost painful.

“Fuck Mel, that’s all of it…. God damn that’s impressive…” He said.

Mel meanwhile was in a world all his own, the feeling of being so full after so long sent him over the edge, his pussy and all his internal muscles contracted around Fridolf’s cock hard as he suddenly came, his juices spraying out and soaking them both. Then pulses of pleasure as his muscles contracted all along his shaft as he continued to cum. His mind exploded in stars as he came harder than anything in his life, and it was just starting.

Fridolf waited, enjoying the feeling of Mel cumming around his cock and watching him writhe in pleasure from just being filled. Once the contractions died down a bit, he started moving. He pulled out slowly, about halfway, his pussy clenching and pulling against him the entire time, before sliding back in up to the knot. Mel was so tight and wet, he was already getting close again.. Another thrust, quicker this time, and Mel came again, soaking their crotches even more with his fluids.

This time he didn't stop and wait, he kept going, slowly picking up speed and force, thrusting into him faster and harder, Mel was nothing more than a gibbering mess of pleasure as he kept cumming, making Fridolf’s cock slicker with his fluids as it was rammed in and out of him. Fridolf held back as much as he could, mentally and physically clenching as he tried to edge as much pleasure as possible out of it before he pulled out. Feeling himself reach the edge, he did just that, pulling back in time to blast Mel with his cum. If he came hard before, this drained his balls completely as rope after rope of his gooey cum coated mel from head to pussy. 

Fridolf grabbed his knot and squeezed as hard as he could, the pressure simulating knotting someone and made him keep cumming. He shuddered and twitched as each rope shot out and fell onto Mel, bathing him in a single person bukake. 

Mel gasped as Fridolf pulled out in the middle of his fourth orgasm, or was it just one really long one? Mel couldn't care less about the specifics in the moment, but he was suddenly getting drenched in a familiar warm and gooey substance. He gathered some up on his fingers from his chest and gave it a taste, combined with the afterglow of his orgasms it was the best thing he's ever tasted. He felt amazing, unable to help himself as he ran his hands along his body, rubbing the cum into his fur, his mind a field of pleasure as his body continued to occasionally contract in orgasmic bliss.

Too soon he felt the shots of cum slow to a stop as Fridolf sat back, cum leaking from his cock as he caught his breath. Mel sat up, the weight of all the cum pulling at his fur and slowly running down his body.

”So… how was that?” He quipped, feeling a bit light headed.

“Fuck man…” Fridolf said between breaths, “You single?” He asked with a smile.

“Heh, I don't think I am anymore.” Mel rebutted with his own smile. “Fuck, being covered in cum is so hot… think the other two would get in on that?”

Fridolf shook his head, “No, they are strictly gay, guys with dicks only… what is that not enough cum for ya?”

Mel chuckled, “Think you could fill a bathtub?” He asked, referencing a popular hentai trope.

“Shit… probably not, but doesnt mean I wont try haha.” Fridolf smiled and helped Mel up as well. “I'm more worried about accidentally knocking you up, covering you in all that cum.”

Mel nodded in understanding, “Well, it's nothing you need to worry about. As an intersex I can't get pregnant without medical intervention. Something about my biology, a doctor can explain it better. But, feel free to fill me up, I want to feel that next time!” He exclaimed with a grin.

“Heh, maybe, I think I'm tapped dry for the moment.” He said as they waded into the hot spring again. 

“Well, I don't think I'll be letting you save up that much again anyway.” Mel said as they got to work cleaning cum out of his fur. “Also, yes I think I will join your little exhibitionist club.”

“What, really?” Fridolf asked in surprise.

Mel nodded, “Yeah, I’ve always wanted to do lewd things out in public, like wearing a skirt without panties, or sitting on a dildo someplace, you know stuff like that.”

“Well, I think we’ll work something out.” He said, working the cum out of Mel’s fur.

Once they had cleaned up, they tended to the fire one last time to make sure it would go out soon, and retired to Mel’s tent. It had been a very long and arduous day, and combined with that evening’s activities it wasn’t long before Mel completely passed out in the arms of his new boyfriend. Dreams of their new encounter swirled through both of their minds as the pleasure of sex enraptured them both.

Mel woke up just as the sun crested the horizon, his body and pussy still contracting from the wet dream he had been having. He shuddered in pleasure, it was so real he swore he still felt Fridolf’s cock inside him. He moved to sit up, and felt something move inside his pussy. He gasped at the sensation and looked down at himself. He had slept chest to chest with Fridolf, cuddling and snuggling, and between them Mel saw Fridolf’s cock disappearing into his pussy as well as a puddle of cum leaking out of him. He must have gotten hard in his sleep, and with how wet Mel’s pussy was, it just slipped inside as they both slept. Mel’s belly was even slightly distended and sloshed with cum every time Fridolf thrusted in his sleep. He both saw and felt Fridol’s cock twitching as he came in him again.

Mel smiled and laid back down, thrusting back against his twitching cock and relishing the feeling of being so filled with cock and cum. It was still early, and Mel would make sure to enjoy every moment of it with his new boyfriend.