A group of kids were playing in the skate park using the lower ramps, while the older boys were jumping through the air on the higher and more dangerous ones. The small pack consisted of seven neighborhood boys between the ages of eight and ten.

The oldest of the boys was a fluffy dragon named Gustavo, who was also the most experienced and skilled of the group. Although the other ramps were forbidden for boys of his age, Gustavo had already tried them in secret and had even been able to perform a couple of tricks, but he preferred not to push his luck and to go along with his friends.

The afternoon passed quickly and, as the sun began to set on the horizon, the park lights came on automatically, a signal agreed upon by the group to leave. The neighborhood was quiet and safe, but one or another dangerous person always appeared at night and it was better to return home so as not to worry their parents.

Gustavo took his last ride, picked up his skateboard and joined the rest of his friends, who were already walking towards the exit of the park.

When they had walked a couple of blocks, the young furry dragon said goodbye to his friends, explaining that he had to go to the store before returning home, and took a different way than the whole group was going.

When the other children were lost in the distance, Gustavo turned off again, this time back to the skateboard plaza. For the little dragon, this had become a habit by now, tricking his friends and going back to meet his other group, one he had joined by accident a couple of weeks ago and preferred to keep secret.

In a dimly lit corner of the park, where the most dangerous ramps were located, there was a group of five teenagers lounging, drinking beer and smoking. Among them were: a black dragon, a doberman, a raccoon, a wolf, and a cougar, all of them almost in their eighteenth year.

“Here comes your pet, Duncan,” the doberman muttered, as he watched the boy approach them discreetly.

“Suck my balls, Travis,” replied the black dragon to his canine friend.

“What balls?” the raccoon asked, laughing before taking a puff on his cigarette.

“The ones left inside your sister, Alan,” growled the wolf, taking a sip from his beer can and letting out a loud belch.

“Fuck you, don't mess with my sister, you resentful faggot!” yelled the raccoon, spitting on the ground near the lupine's feet.

“What's the matter, Alan, don't you share your sister's fat tits?” taunted the feline, waving his hands over his chest, gesturing as if pawing at a pair of invisible tits.

“You're all a bunch of idiots!” growled Alan.

“Hi, guys!” greeted Gustavo.

“Hi...”

“Gus!”

“Rat, good evening.”

“What's up, little man?”

“Shorty...”

The five teenagers greeted the little dragon, each with their characteristic greetings, bumping fists or tapping him on the shoulder. To most of the group, Gustavo was a nuisance, but they tolerated him because he was Duncan's pet.

“What were you guys doing?”

“Hanging out.”

“Talking about Alan's sister's tits.”

“Waiting for some idiot to slip and snap his neck, that would really make my night.”

“I was waiting for you, Gus,” the black dragon replied.

“Did something happen, D?” asked the boy.

“Ha ha! D!” scoffed Travis, letting out a laugh.

“D for dragon, Duncan, or for dick?” asked the feline.

“The DDD,” muttered the wolf.

“One fucking brain cell you got left!” roared the black dragon.

The boy chuckled as he listened to the other guys' comments.

Duncan smiled as he watched the other dragon laugh, then walked over to the wolf, took the beer from his hand and walked over to the boy, resting his heavy scaly arm on the little boy's back and bringing the can up to his face.

“Have a drink, Gus.”

“B-But...I can't.”

“Ooh brother, that's not cool… a beer is never refused,” the wolf shook his head.

The black dragon held the can in front of the boy's face as he grinned, baring his huge teeth, intimidating the little boy until he grabbed the beer with both hands and began to drink the bitter liquid.

“That's my little brother,” Duncan celebrated, holding the can in his hand, forcing the little dragon to drink it all the way down.

“You owe me a fucking beer, lizard...”

“Gus, are you ready for some secret training?” asked the black dragon.

“To use the ramps do you use?” said the boy, excited by the offer.

“No, not yet, but it will help you get closer to us,” explained the teenager.

“Are you going to fuck him?” asked the raccoon.

“Shut up, asshole...” said the wolf, giving Alan a friendly punch in the stomach.

“Yes, I'd love to!” replied Gustavo, after thinking for a moment.

“Perfect...”

“Can I accompany you to the secret training too?” asked the doberman.

“No, you stay here, it's private...” growled the black dragon.

“Aggh...you selfish fuck.”

“You'll train him tomorrow...”

“He's not coming tomorrow...”

“What, why?” asked the boy, somewhat frightened.

“Because...secret training is too exhausting,” said the wolf.

“Fucking hell...I wanted to go eat tacos tonight,” Alan growled.

“We can go ourselves while Duncan trains hard with the rat,” the cougar offered his friend.

“Nah...it was Duncan's turn to pay today,” the raccoon explained.

“I'll buy you all a hot dog tomorrow,” said the black dragon.

“And a beer,” the wolf reiterated.

“Yeah...I'm going to buy you your fucking beer too...”

The little dragon burped and set the empty can aside, feeling a little strange about the alcohol he had just ingested.

“Are you going to the park depot?” asked the cougar.

“Yes...” replied the black dragon.

“Oooh...Now I understand why you didn't want to jerk off with me the other day, you bastard,” laughed Travis.

“He's going to look like a stuffed turkey...” muttered the lupine.

“Well...these idiots are already talking shit. Let's go, Gus...”

The black dragon grabbed the boy's hand and they both took off, leaving behind the other teenagers who kept shouting obscenities as the pair walked away. Duncan led the little dragon to a tool shed at one end of the park, well away from the other people and where the streetlights were broken. The teenager pulled a small key from his pocket and unlocked the door to the storage room and, after they both entered, turned on the light and locked again the door.

The place was a small room, almost entirely occupied with tools to maintain the few plants that were in the square. There was also a grimy mattress lying on the floor, some old backpacks, empty bottles, and a couple of pillows.

“What are we doing here?” asked Gustavo, somewhat confused.

“You've been with us for a while now, so I'm going to initiate you into our group,” explained Duncan.

“Really?” the boy asked again, this time with a clear tone of excitement.

“Yeah, plus you're a dragon like me,” the teenager said, smiling.

“Thanks, D!”

“Now take off your clothes.”

“Ha ha, you take them off,” the boy replied, laughing at his friend's joke.

Duncan grinned and brought his hands to his belt, unbuckling it and pulling down his pants, then pulled off his T-shirt and threw it on the floor.

“W-what are you doing?”

“This is part of the rite of passage, take off your clothes.”

Little Gustavo's face reddened at the sight of his teenage friend wearing only his boxers, offering to his young eyes a privileged physique, typical of a sportsman, covered with beautiful and delicate coal-black scales. After a few seconds, very shyly, the little dragon obeyed and began to take off his clothes, becoming almost naked just like the other boy.

“Those too,” Duncan said, pointing to the boy's underwear.

“B-But...”

The teen pulled off his boxers and tossed them and the rest of his clothes, revealing a nearly closed slit in his crotch, from which a small pink tip peeked out.

“Where are your balls?” asked Gus, quite amazed at the sight of the other male.

“They're internal, some of us dragons have them inside, I guess it's not your case...”

The boy nodded and pulled down his underwear, revealing a small pair of balls and a sheath with fur the same color as the rest of his body.

“Wow...they're pretty small,” the teenager said, reaching out and grabbing the boy's genitals.

“Hey, no!” the little dragon complained, trying to pull the teen's hand away.

“Calm down, don't make such a fuss, we're brothers,” Duncan said.

“B-But...”

“We do this with the others too, it's normal...”

“With the others too?”

“Yeah, Travis loves to have his balls touched...”

“We've never touched each other there with my other friends...”

“Because they're kids, we're adults now.”

“But...”

“Are you a child or an adult like us?”

“I'm an adult...”

“Well, then you'll do grown-up things just like us.”

“Do I have to touch you too?” the boy murmured.

“Yes, help me to have a hard-on...”

With some hesitation, Gustavo moved his hand closer to the teenager's crotch and began to stroke him, while the black dragon did the same with his small testicles. Slowly, and thanks to the boy's attention, the teenager's strange penis began to come out of his slit and become hard, revealing a long, pointed phallus, quite different from the one the little dragon had.

“Woah! It's so long!” said Gus, quite surprised.

“It's to reach further in.”

“To get further in?”

“Yes. You know what we adults do with our cocks?”

“No...”

“We stick them up each other's asses.”

“In your asses?”

“Yes, all the way up.”

“Sounds gross...” said Gustavo, grimacing with his mouth.

“You're going to like it... eventually.”

“Can't we do something else?”

“No. Now turn around.”

The boy nodded and turned his back to the teenager, waiting unsure of what to do. One of the dragon's huge hands pushed him against the wall, spread his skinny legs apart and began squeezing his buttocks.

“Nice ass, Gus.” whispered Duncan in the boy's ear.

“T-Thanks...”

“The others will love it...”

A sudden image occupied the little dragon's mind. It was the other four Duncan's friends, naked, touching each other and making comments about their dicks.

The black dragon parted the boy's buttocks, revealing his little anus and spitting on it, then stroked his entrance with his index finger and began to push it in.

“W-what are you doing?” groaned Gus.

“Getting you ready...It's so it won't hurt so much,” the teen explained.

“Will it hurt?”

“Sort of, my penis isn't stiff, but it will open you up quite a bit...”

“I don't know if I want to do it...It doesn't seem like a good idea...”

“You're an adult, my bro, you have to do it.”

“But I don't want it to hurt...”

“It's like falling on a skateboard, it happens all the time, so don't be a coward.”

“W-Well...”

The adult dragon pulled his finger out and positioned himself standing behind the boy, resting the tip of his penis on the boy's wet anus.

“Take a deep breath, I'm about to start,” Duncan recommended.

Gustavo obeyed and took a deep breath, shaking with nerves not knowing what to expect.

The teen pushed in and began to penetrate the little dragon, opening his virgin anus, driving the snaking cock forward.

“Ow! Ow! No! Stop!” cried Gus and tried to pull away from the other male.

But Duncan was already determined and held the boy, tightly, closing his muzzle with one hand and gripping his hips with the other, all the while pushing his draconic hunk of meat into the tight hole.

A few tears fell down the face of the frightened and hurting dragon, the searing he felt was very painful and uncomfortable, he wanted to run away from there but the difference in strength with the other dragon was impossible to fight.

Duncan's athletic body was slamming wildly into the frail boy, thrusting in and out his male appendage, which was getting wetter and wetter as he buried himself deeper into his victim's bowels.

“Oooh...you're doing good, Gus, I'm close,” the teenager said, panting as he pulled his hand from the other dragon's snout.

“S-Stop...Please...It hurts so much...Duncan...” the little boy whimpered as he sobbed.

“Easy...Hold on a little longer, I'm almost done...”

“No...I don't want to do it anymore...”

The black dragon gave one last, rather violent thrust, which made the boy squeal, and he held still, his penis completely buried in Gus as it pulsed, releasing a copious torrent of semen that soon flooded the little fuzzy dragon's bowels.

The boy began to shudder as he felt the warm, thick liquid advance inside him. The load was quite generous, to the point that Gustavo's little stomach swelled slightly.

“Well done, Gus...” murmured Duncan in the boy's ear, without letting go.

“I want to go home...”

“Not yet, this is just the beginning.”

“Please... I feel sick,” the boy moaned, clutching his belly with both hands.

“Relax, it's normal...in a few hours you'll get used to it.”

“Duncan...I want to go home...”

“You're going to leave your brother alone?”

“B-But...”

“You're part of the gang, you can't just leave us hanging.”

“Y-Yeah...”

The teen sighed and pulled away from the little dragon, pulling his long, flaccid penis out of Gus' anus. Immediately, the boy groaned and a stream of cum escaped from his loins, dropping to the floor and forming a small white puddle.

“Fuck...you did great,” congratulated the black dragon.

“It hurts...”

“Of course it hurts, but it will pass, we'll do it every day so you get used to it.”

“ Okay...” moaned Gustavo, feeling very tired and humiliated.

Duncan reached for his cell phone in his clothes, knelt behind the little guy and took a couple of pictures of the ruined, dripping hole.

“The others will love this...”

“Can I go home?”

A soft knocking on the door of the storeroom caught the attention of both dragons. Duncan approached quietly and waited.

“Hey...lizard, it's me.”

The black dragon immediately identified the voice and opened the door. Outside the warehouse stood Alan, who hurried inside, unaware that his friend was still naked and with his flaccid, cum dripping cock still in plain view.

“Fuck...you really ruined the brat,” the raccoon said as he saw the boy standing against the wall, his anus swollen and his legs shaking.

“He's got good stamina, he's going to make a real good slut,” Duncan assured him.

“Can I have a turn with him?”

“If you clean my dick, it's all yours.”

Alan rolled his eyes and made a gesture of annoyance, then knelt down and grabbed his friend's snaking cock.

“Good boy… brothers always help each other,” said the black dragon.

The boy watched as the raccoon, despite being choking on Duncan's long member, was being held down by the dragon, then another bit of the semen left inside him gushed out again, moistening his flesh with the warm liquid, and Gus thought it hadn't been so bad after all if he now had five new brothers.