Hero’s Reward

	It was a clear morning, the sun risen above the horizon to bathe the area in  glorious rays. The bipedal amphibian by the name of Frog stood upon the grass land, his hands holding onto a sword. With a small cry, he swung the blade around. He kept bringing the sword around time and again, his forest green skin beading with sweat. Pausing, he heaved for breath, his cream colored chest rising and falling with every intake of air. The cream went from his lower jaw down his torso, threading along the insides of his arms and legs. It was patrolled by the green and where the two met, there was a reddish line. Said line also ran up ‘through’ his eyes and came up the middle of his head. The amphibian lowered the blade down before sighing to himself. As much as he tried to keep some normalcy from before the incident, he never could delude himself enough.
	It had been a few months ago, at least in this world, since he and the others had tried using a time portal. Said portal was unstable as it was and throwing themselves through had ended up separating them. That was what Frog had come to know since he had ended up here alone. When he’d come to his senses and made his way into town, he was surprised to find actual dragons. Dragons! They had been just as shocked as he was. After explaining his situation, they had willingly offered their aid. However, said aid had to take time as they calculated and made sure everything was ready. Space was one thing, space and time? Another. Even working together it would take a while, so Frog was brought to another dragon, though a youth as opposed to adults. Being purple and yellow, a supposed savior of the dragon realms, his name was Spyro.
	The young dragon had recently started walking on his legs, a supposed coming of age sort of thing. He was very confrontational and blunt, on the side of arrogant even. Yet he was quite capable. The amphibian had accompanied the hero on a couple of missions and had got to see him in action. He was quite a muscular dragon, even for his age, and seeing his body move had evoked something with Frog. He had feelings for his queen, he always had and will, but there was a desire for the young male drake that stirred arousal in the amphibian.  Even now, an unbidden image of Spyro drifted across his mind. His amethyst purple hide that coated almost all of him matched his eyes. The golden horns and hair-like spikes that ran down his backside. His large wings that could wrap around the frog entirely and a strap he wore across his chest. A bandana around his neck.
	Then his face reddened as his mind went to a much less…scrupulous place. To the dark yellow-orange trail that began right below his naval and went down, spreading before it was hidden behind a utility belt. Below that, a bulging pouch that left very little to imagination. The small strap that ran between his legs and up between his ass cheeks. And that ass! He had seen Spyro bent over once, his firm rump on display. That had been a close one, hard to play off his own tenting pouch he’d tried to hide. Coming back to the present, Frog looked down himself, over his own dark green trail to the more apparent bulge in his red fundoshi. Fuck, his lust had gotten to him again. It wasn’t like the young hero was the only one to cause his stirrings, what with all the male dragons wearing little or nothing at all! It was due to them being together quite often, he was sure. He’d even imitated the dragons here and only wore the necessities: cape, gloves and fundoshi!
	That had been a hard choice. Between the pleasant weather, constant nudity around him making him uncomfortable at first and that a lot of his clothing got holes, tears and burns in them, the amphibian had decided it best to strip. He had even enjoyed the freedom it had brought him. While he’d miss it when he went back, the frog was also very aware he had to for the others. He did hope they were alright, wherever they were. With a sigh, the amphibian placed the sword he carried back in the sheath he had slipped into his underwear’s twisted band. Hoping to clear his mind, Frog had went out to a rather quiet clearing to practice with his sword. His mind not clear, it just frustrated the horny amphibian instead. With yet another sigh, the frog was going to leave when he heard splashing. Strange, the pool here wasn’t usually used at this time of day.
	Deciding to check on it, Frog ducked and wove his way around the forestry.  With a rustling of a bush, the amphibian broke free to the water and stopped on sight, gaping. It was a very nude, very wet, humming purple dragon. The frog’s suddenly dry throat took in the droplets running over the muscles. His eyes drifted down the other’s back, resting upon his swaying tail and round ass half covered by the water level. He swallowed the lump in his throat. Fuck, that was hot. The dragon stopped scrubbing an arm and turned his head.
	“Hey Froggy bud!” That voice was definitely Spyro’s, along with the body. Which turned around. This was the first time that Frog got to see that glorious bush in full, crowning the golden rod below. Sure most of it was still submerged due to the water, yet it was more than enough for the amphibian. 
	“Care to join me?”
	With some trouble, the frog tore his gaze away from the lower half, roaming over the well built chest shining with liquid to the smiling face of his friend. His friend, who he had blown a few loads to the thought of. It was just a bath, right? Nothing wrong with two sexually active males bathing together. No real lines being crossed. Still not convincing himself of how good an idea it was, Frog nonetheless took off his cape. Laying it down first, the gloves came next and the practiced ease of bringing his sheathed sword out. He paused with fingers on his waistband, peering over his shoulder to see the dragon still standing, smiling but watching. Light arousal flared in him but Frog also felt scared. He had never been nude in front of someone like this before.
	With shaking hands, he steeled himself for a brief moment and pushed his fundoshi down. It easily pooled around his ankles, the traitorous cloth. A part of him had wanted the trouble it’d bring of staying on and finding an excuse to leave. Now? His entire backside was free to view. With a flush, the amphibian placed his hands over his dick, hiding his half-aroused length from sight as he turned and waded into the water with his friend. Having Spyro watching him the entire time was unsettling to say the least.
	Once he was in the water, a small sigh of relief escaped him. The water at least covered most of his genitals and likely only full arousal would even be noticed by sight. The clap to his shoulder nearly sent him down though as the taller male grinned widely.
	“There we go! Knew you had it in you!” Being the first time the two had been nude like this together, seemed the purple male wanted to congratulate him on having confidence. “Oh, there’s some news I was suppose to give you.”
	“What’s that?” the frog questioned while keeping his gaze on Spyro’s face and easy smile. Better than the chiseled chest, though still handsome.
	The smile grew to a huge grin. “The elders are almost done with the portal!”
	“W-what?!” Frog was speechless. They were near completion? He’d finally be able to go home! See his friends! And…leave all the…dragons…behind….
	The amphibian could not deny it. A part of him wanted to stay here for the rest of his days. The dragons were amazing creatures and he could do so much here! Be whoever he desired. He knew he had to leave. Still didn’t make it easy to just…go.
	Suddenly water fell over his head, making the frog gasp at the sudden chill to his upper body. Sputtering some out, he noticed the purple male had come closer, as well as the hands and fingers lightly scrubbing along his arm.
	“Man, you’re really small. Bet I could wrap you in my wings!”
	Frog’s face grew warm, both in embarrassment and anger. Just because he was naturally smaller than a dragon wasn’t anything! Yet another part of him really wanted to be wrapped snugly against his friend in his wings. All the while, Spyro’s hands were busy running over his body, shivers running through him on occasion. Those fingers were touching places no one had before and it was really nice. The arousal, not so much as he tried to keep it contained. It didn’t help when the dragon got even closer to wrap his arms around the amphibian and get at his back. He could practically feel the rumbling voice that came out of the purple male.
	“You really are something else. I really like you Frog.”
	The warmth in the frog’s face was beyond scolding. “T-thanks.” Those hands were getting lower down his back.
	“My friend Flame showed me a special sort of training to do with others you respect and like. I liked it. Since you’ll be going….would you like to try it?”
	Frog had met said friend Flame. He…hadn’t seemed like the biggest sort of warrior. Curiosity won over reasoning as he spoke. “O-ok.”
	Then he gasped as those hands lowered, rubbing his ass before gripping them. Before the amphibian could truly process this turn, one of the hands moved around and cupped his balls. They lightly tugged and squeezed, rolling them a bit clumsily. His ass was left alone but the hand wrapped around his cock and stroked it from base to tip. A moan left his lips, soft and unbidden. His length rose from the back and forth that scaled hand did, breathing harder already as he looked up at Spyro. The dragon just grinned back at him and began to rub faster along the shaft. Small gasps and moans came from the frog as the grip slid along him before it left altogether. Blinking to clear his fuzzy vision, he watched the purple male slip down to the water. Spyro winked at Frog before pressing his lips against the tip.
	The electric surge that ran through the amphibian was unlike anything he’d ever felt before. His cock jumped and spat pre out onto the dragon’s snout. A chuckle from the purple male brought the frog back to what was happening here and now. His heavy breathing hitched when those lips returned and spread about the head of his dick. Spyro kept going, sinking deeper and deeper as Frog’s parted mouth let out a silent scream of pleasure. His eyes closed at the sheer overload to his brain, though he could feel the hot air ruffling his pubes. The amphibian couldn’t think of anything more pleasurable than this. Then he was proven wrong as the tongue wiggled. His shaft jolted again and more pre spurt out, this time into dragon’s muzzle. Immediately, the snout clamped more, sucking and pulling back to the head.
	Nothing could have prepared the frog for the immense stimulation as the purple male once more took him to nearly the root. A couple of bobs more and Frog opened his eyes to the erotic scene of Spyro taking his length. He wasn’t sure what made him do it, but the amphibian’s shaking hands moved and grabbed the dragon’s horns. As the purple male was stopped halfway, those amethyst eyes looked up at the frog before a primal instinct had Frog pushing his dick forwards. Now that nose was firmly planted in his bush and he heard a gag from below. Fuck, his libido rose and the amphibian pulled back via horns and hips. He was not too gentle either, pumping his hips in time with that muzzle wrapped around his cock, his balls drawing tight and body tingling. A couple more thrusts and it was over. The frog let out a gasping moan as he pulsed and shot ropes of his seed directly into Spyro’s gullet. A light scrabbling on his leg gave him enough mind to let go of the horns and the dragon pulled back to the tip. He sucked the last few drops of cum from the flagging load before flicking the tongue over the slit.
	Frog felt shaky after that intensive orgasm. He’d never had anyone suck his dick before. A slurp from below as the purple male stood. Opening his jaw a bit, the amphibian saw his white essence in the bottom before it snapped shut and Spyro made a show of swallowing. A shudder racked the frog’s body at that display. Hot as fuck!  Chuckling, the dragon grinned and asked.
	“What did you think of that training?”
	Blinking, Frog considered if the purple male ever was told the whole birds and bees tale. “Spyro, that was sex. You know. Mating? Fucking?”
	“That’s what it is?” Spyro seemed perplexed momentarily. “Huh. Well, whatever. Call it anything, I still want to do more with you Froggy.”
	The amphibian was flabbergasted, cheeks flushed. Saying something like that so off-handedly was something else. Before he could respond, Spyro backed  up some and puffed out his chest, placing his fists on his hips. Some water was still on him and it now traveled down his well defined chest to his pubes. Then the frog watched as water or pre leaked from the tip and plopped into the water below that hard cock.
	“You likely won’t have another chance to be with a dragon.”
	That was…very decision making. Swallowing a thick lump, he said, “I want to see everything Flame taught you.”
	A grin spread over the dragon’s face. “You know, I could use a good scrubbing.”
	Frog’s hands shook as he raised them, moving a bit closer and resting them on the purple male’s pecs. Swallowing thickly, his fingers rubbed along the defined chest. feeling and hearing a rumble emit from it. Encouraged and attempting to mimic what Spyro had done to him previously, the amphibian felt the dragon’s body. From corded arms to muscled back to thick tail. The frog shifted around to get all the areas, even nervously grabbed at the purple ass. Gods, it was firm. Then a small beckoning from Spyro brought Frog back around. The dragon idly grabbed his shaft’s base and bobbed it.
	“One last area.”
	This was it. Heart pounding out of his chest, the amphibian felt like time had slowed as he watched his hands move to the other’s length. Gently, he grasped it, making the purple male hum. It was truly something else to hold another’s dick compared to his own. Swallowing nervously, the frog lightly slid his hands up and down the cock, feeling it pulse and seeing it ooze with pre. The frog let his thumb press against the cumslit and lightly rubbed circles with his thumb on the head, making Spyro moan. Emboldened a little, Frog let a hand sink down to cup the dragon’s jewels, weighing them. Fuck, they felt full.
	“Why don’t you suck it?”
	At that, the amphibian looked up at the dragon. A smirk was plastered there, something he had often but felt out of place with the frog in control. His mind in the gutter, Frog took a steadying breath and looked up at the purple male.
	“W-why don’t you t-tell me how m-much you want that, s-s-s-slut.”
	Wow. Abysmal. Completely horrendous. Even Spyro thought so as he rolled his eyes and sighed. Though apparently he went along with it given what he said next.
	“Oh, please, Master Frog, suck my dick. You’re the only one who can help me with my desires! So I beg of you.”
	Well, his acting was better. Not good by any means, but after the amphibian’s, it was enough. Staring now at the girth of the cock, the frog swallowed the lump in his throat again and leaned forward. His lips pressed against the tip, lightly kissing it while stroking at the length. Go figure his first kiss would be to a dick. Slowly he let his mouth part, letting more of the head slip in before it sealed behind the rim. He…he really had a cock in his mouth. Gods he was embarrassed and turned on. The amphibian’s tongue came up, flicking the head and the inhale he heard above made him think that it was good. Doing it again and a third time, he got a reward on the fourth. It was…salty and earthy. It dawned on him it was the dragon’s pre. A shudder ran through Frog’s body at that knowledge.
	A hand placed itself upon his head, a signal to go further. With nervousness spreading, the frog did as he was bidden. Hand on the base to keep steady, he sunk lower around the shaft as he inched lower. Eyes closed, he did not stop until the head bumped the back of his throat, a light gag coming from him more in shock than anything. Both surprised he took as much in one go and disappointed he didn’t get it all. Huffing through his nose, the only way to get air in he realized, his eyes drifted up to the purple male’s. Spyro was staring at him, mouth parted as he panted. A brighter flush came to the amphibian then, weirdly embarrassed to be seen with a dick in his mouth, even if it was the one he was taking. Deciding it was enough, Frog slowly slid the length back between his lips to the head. His tongue went to work a few times and he got another drop of pre.
	This time when he went back down, he let his tongue wiggle like the dragon had done with him. He could feel the dick throb and the hand tighten on his head. When he went back up, he sucked on it and got a low groan for his efforts. The purple male was needy, if a half-assed first blowjob was making him noisy already. As the frog worked a few bobs in, he thought of something new to try. Going back down, slower than before, the amphibian wound his tongue around the shaft. Sliding up, he let it drag with his sucking and got a gasp and growl from above.
	“A-ancestors!”
	After that, pre leaked every bob now. He didn’t keep up the wrap, only a few tugs to get Spyro to speak up, uttering expletives to the air as he grew ever more tense. A hand reached up and weighed his tight ball sack, rolling the orbs a little before moving to grasp his ass. Firm yet pliable. Gods, he wanted more, his arousal coming back just from what he was doing. With an utterance of ‘getting close’ from above, Frog wiggled his tongue for a bob or two before wrapping it around the length again and doing what he knew the purple male enjoyed. The hand was tensing as was the legs. The frog decided to use only half the shaft and use a hand to tug on the rest as he awaited the finale.
	“Fuck, I’m gonna…” and he snarled, hand holding the amphibian in place. Frog got his first shot directly to the back of the throat, making him cough and splutter. Seed leaked around his lips already as he did what Spyro had done for him: swallow. It was hot and salty, a bit slimy and…spicy? Maybe unique to the dragon or just dragons in general. It was a hard swallow, literally, as it was not the best thing to drink. Yet if the purple male had done it, so would he! He was a warrior of caliber after all! What the hell that had to do with this was beyond his logical mind right now as he just focused on the task.
	Eventually, Spyro pulled his hips back, slipping from the maw with a wet pop. A string of cum sprang up and splattered the tip of Frog’s snout. With a breathy chuckle, the dragon lifted the panting frog up. The amphibian could still smell and taste the seed he’d just ingested. Standing with assistance, he bashfully smiled up at the purple male before his lips were captured by Spyro’s. Eyes wide in shock, Frog just stood there as the dragon’s tongue pushed into his mouth and wondered around it and his appendage there. He pulled back, sharing his hot breath with the frog and the amphibian stumbled back through the water in shock. He fell onto the embankment of the pond as the purple male followed him.
	Frog watched as Spyro straddled him at waist level, feeling those cheeks pressing right against his rising cock. The dragon wiggled his ass against the frog’s dick, making him shudder and moan. A smirk was on that scaly muzzle as those mounds were pulled apart by hand and clamped around the shaft eagerly. A little up and down movement had the amphibian flustered and gasping. The purple male leant down, moving his hands to press beside Frog’s face and capturing him in another kiss. This one was less needy and more sensual, but when Spyro moved his muzzle next to the frog’s head, his words were anything but.
	“You’re so hard, even after earlier.” The amphibian let out a breathy groan as that ass kept playing with his dick. “You want to fuck me, don’t you?” A few quick nods as he gasped. The dragon rolled his eyes, leaning back and grabbing his rump to spread again. This time, though, he maneuvered himself up and placed his rump along the tip of Frog’s length. Eyes wide, the frog could only tense and gasp as the purple male slid himself back and forth on the head. With every pass, there was that small gasp where the amphibian’s tip got stuck by Spyro’s awaiting tailhole, something Frog would give anything for right that moment.
	“Say it.”
	The dragon had placed his hole right at the tip, lightly gyrating his hips to circle it. Pre dabs at the soft ring as the frog swallowed thickly. His eyes met the purple male’s as he stuttered. “P-please, I w-want to f-fuck you.”
	A chuckle. “See, was that so hard?” With that, Spyro clambered off the amphibian, making him whimper. Watching as the dragon knelt down nearby and then his heart felt like it stopped before accelerating to speeds unknown when he got down on his hands as well. The tail raised and that purple ass was on full display! Just for him! He even could see the yellow stripe painting the insides. Then a hand came back and pulled a cheek. More of the yellow was visible and there was the hint of pink of the flesh hidden there. Frog was sure he had never been more aroused in his life than at this provocative display.
	“Better get that tongue to work first Froggy.”
	Tongue? Oh, yes, right, something about lube, he’d read about that once. Or something. His brain was almost fully concentrated on holy dragon ass in front of him, so what small part of him was still coherent and logical was easily drowned immediately. Turning and crawling his way over, the frog swallowed as he stared at the two massive purple mounds. Spyro had let go of himself to let him do as he willed and the amphibian was all too eager to get his hands on that ass. Though his arms shook when he reached up, he easily fit the ass in his fingers. Even though he’d already felt this rear, Frog felt it was entirely different doing so with knowledge you were going to breed it. A shudder ran through him at the word breed, his cock throbbing painfully with the understanding he was going to unload deeply within his friend.
	Unable to stand it any longer, the frog pulled the cheeks apart, getting his first true look at the hidden treasure within. He watched as it winked at him, the pink enticing in a way he never would have thought possible. Not entirely sure what he was doing, the amphibian let his tongue hang from his mouth and dragged it up the cleft, over the hole. It was...uniquely Spyro.  A gasp from the dragon had Frog feel much more confident as he lapped a few times again. Following that, he focused more on the hole itself, going up and over and circling it some as the purple male groaned and growled.
	“Push it in already!”
	The frog complied, though not fully sure he just put pressure against the center of the ring. Spyro gasped and clenched on the tongue. It was unlike anything else, even after all the amphibian had done already. The taste was decidedly similar to the cock. Feeling adventurous, Frog pushed in more, letting his long tongue twist and seek out places within the dragon. He could feel as the purple male shuddered and tensed as he worked, through his grip on the scaly ass. The low rumbles and growls emitting from the purple male were cute as the frog pulled his tongue out.
	“By the ancestors.” The dragon was panting. “Fuck me already!” 
	Unable to resist, the amphibian himself knelt behind Spyro. Some doubts crossed his mind about not being good enough or lasting long before he decided he didn’t care. He took his shaft by the base and, while holding one of the firm mounds open, placed his oozing tip against the wet tailhole. Frog took a moment to look up at dragon, who was gazing back at him with desire etched on his face and in his eyes. Then he whimpered. Gods, that was such a turn on! The frog pushed hard against the ring before he slipped inside suddenly. If the blowjob had fried his mind, the feeling now blew it to smithereens.
	This passage was even hotter than the muzzle; less wet, but immensely tighter. The amphibian now thanked every deity there was that they had decided to suck each other off as he knew he would have finished right then if he had not. As it was, he felt on edge anyways. Slowly he came back to reality, hearing a soft moan and feeling the passage clench on his length. Then that ass slammed back to his hilt. Hands grabbed the hips to hold it as he grit his teeth, using every ounce of willpower to not blow just yet. A whine from below told him the purple male was pleased. That was good. They stayed like that for a time, adjusting to the new experience of coupling.
	“Fuck, you feel so good Frog.” The panting Spyro looked back at him again, grinning slightly. Encouraged, and not walking the line of orgasm now, Frog slowly pulled himself back some. Electricity ran through him at the stimulation, feeling it even as he pushed back in. This was nothing like masturbation at all. Hell, even a muzzle was so different from this. Half of it was also just the knowledge of the act itself. He repeated his action, pulling more and more out each time. A slow rhythm from head to base and back again. Pre leaked continuously from his own dick. It definitely made sliding in and out easier, as was the slightly loosening passage. Yet all the frog cared about at that time was how good it felt.
	Unwilling to go against his lust, the amphibian worked himself up to a faster pace. The knot in his gut was growing taunt already. He wouldn’t last long, a small part of him said disappointingly. Frog didn’t care as he kept slapping hips with Spyro. It wasn’t long before the dragon was also helping by shoving himself backwards with every thrust. His balls were drawing up again already, the edge approaching much too quickly but the frog was unable to stop it. This felt too good! The amphibian went harder and faster as he tried to finish. The purple tail snaked around his body, a small indicator Frog was not truly aware of at the time.
	With a yell, he came. His hot seed flooded into the awaiting Spyro, who moaned loudly and clenched around the length. The dragon even lightly rode the base, making the already tense frog more tense and thrust himself. Both were left breathing heavily as the amphibian rode out his blissful climax. Not even realizing he had closed them, Frog opened his eyes to look blearily down at where they were joined. He wanted to stay in the purple male, but felt it was improper to do so. Starting to pull out, the frog moaned and gasped as much as Spyro growled. The sight of his shaft covered in cum slowly being removed was sexy. Then it was fully removed and the hot scene was even hotter as the gaping hole began to leak his essence. There was a brief moment where the amphibian wanted to shove his tongue into it before his eyes wondered down to the seed streaked balls and the hard shaft below.
	Spyro had not gotten off. That thought stuck with Frog as the dragon slowly flipped himself over to lay on his back. He watched the hard dick throb, a flush coming to his face once more. Another idea crossed the frog’s mind, one that made him nervous. He had already gone this far though! Might as well, right?
	“You didn’t finish.” Voice raspy, broken by his heavy breathing, a finger slid up the length of the purple male. “Do you…want a turn?”
	Spyro just stared at the amphibian. “A-are you sure?” The dragon himself seemed nervous. Frog swallowed the lump in his throat and nodded. While the purple male lifted himself up, the frog laid on his back, bringing his legs up. He watched as Spyro just stared at his ass, a flush creeping up his neck to his cheeks.
	“J-just be gentle.” The dragon looks up and nods, kneeling back down. The amphibian shivers as those hands grasp his cheeks once more, spreading him like he had done to the other. A gasp as something hot and wet slides up the cleft, shivering as it passes his ring. Some more swipes leaves Frog groaning before the other’s tongue circles his hole. It wiggles in with relative ease, the frog unsure if he likes the feeling or not. Once it gets deeper and starts in on his walls, he decides he does enjoy it. Too soon, it ends with Spyro’s hot breath washing over his intimate area before he crawls up over the amphibian. The dragon took a moment to grasp his cock, teasing it down over his balls and the entrance. The tip flicked a few times, making Frog tensing in anticipation. Then it was pressed to the center of his ring, the purple male staring down at him in wanton lust. Pausing one last time for permission. Swallowing thickly, the frog nodded his ascent.
	There was no backing out as Spyro pushed hard to penetrate the virgin ass. With a yelp, the amphibian was spread and the head popped into him. The dragon didn’t pause as he slowly sank inch after inch into Frog, who was clenching his teeth and eyes at the insertion. It wasn’t until he felt pubes and balls on his balls and ass respectively did the purple male stop and let him breath. His watery eyes opened to the looming figure of Spyro on top of him, hands on either side of his head as the dragon peered at him. He looked…conflicted.
	“S-sorry Froggy. I couldn’t help myself.” He ground himself in the inexperience frog. “Fuck you’re tight.”
	“Virgin.” Why did he say that? It was obvious since they started! A shy smile spread across the purple male’s face.
	“Well, neither of us are anymore.”
	The amphibian was very confused, apparently identified easily as Spyro said, “I’ve never been in another.”
	Frog let his legs go to wrap his arms around the dragon’s neck, pulling him in to kiss him. He whispered, “I’m glad I’m not the only one losing their virginity.” He clenched around the iron shaft lodged in his passage. It elicited a growl from the purple male. It was time, as Spyro pulled himself back slightly to push back in. A shudder ran through the frog at the feeling, slight discomfort weighing against the feeling of fullness he had. Not to mention the tingles he got whenever that dick slid against a spot inside of him. It was steadily arousing his length once more. The dragon was pulling more and more out while still shoving all the way in, slowly loosening and slicking the amphibian’s passage with pre. Before too long, he was sliding his full cock from head to base into Frog, who was a panting, moaning mess as he grew accustomed to dick in his ass.
	The feeling was surreal to the frog. He had lost every ounce of his innocence to a stud dragon. The growling, grunting form above him that was going faster and harder now into him was such a massive turn on. A thought crossed his mind of having other dragons to have sex with now too. Gods that would be great! Brought back to the now by the purple male smashing his muzzle to the amphibian’s in a hard, lustful make out session. It was less even and more Spyro dominating his tongue and mouth to practically tonguefuck him. At the least, it was distracting from the powerful thrusts the dragon was using now. Not that it was particularly painful, Frog has had far worse, but it did sting his buttocks some. The light twinges from his shaft also needed the distraction, even though it oozed pre as well.
	It wasn’t long before those strong arms were clawing into the dirt as the purple male went into a more primal state. His kiss was even more ruthless, now the tongue pushing into his throat as Spyro mercilessly pounded into him. The frog wrapped his legs around the other’s waist, holding onto him as he was rutted. That sent tingles through his body, like the length pummeling that pleasure spot in him. Suddenly, the dragon broke the kiss and roared, ramming himself to his hilt. There was a ringing in the amphibian’s ears from that, but nothing could make him notice anything other than the hot liquid splattering his insides. Frog silently moaned as he felt every pulse of seed come out of the purple male’s cock, filling him. He could even feel it leaking out of his hole around the shaft buried in him.
	It felt like an eternity before that length stopped throbbing and spurting cum into him but it finally did. Spyro slowly lowered himself to his forearms, leaning heavily into the frog now. The two stayed there, sweating and panting, before the dragon slowly pulled from the amphibian’s abused rear. A wet popped accompanied the head pulling free, making Frog groan from feeling so empty. The white liquid oozed from his hole and down his cleft. The purple male slipped off to the side and promptly flopped down. An arm snaked out and pulled the frog next Spyro.
	“Are you leaving when the portal is done?” It was a tired, sad voice that came from the dragon. It was a logical question, one that said many things that were not spoken. The amphibian laid there, slowly snuggling into the purple male as he considered the question. He did have things to do and people to save in his own world. Yet…
	“Now that I’m not a virgin,” his own voice was soft and low, raspy. “I’ll need to thank all the dragons that helped.” A chuckle came from Spyro then. “That’ll take a while I think.”
	“Good.” The dragon nuzzled into him. “I want to fuck you again.”