Student’s Desire

	Koyo leaned against the wall some, his orange gaze settled on the pot he’d set on a fire to boil. The blue dragon was well muscled, perhaps a little too much for his chosen profession but he took it as a challenge. He ran a hand through his grayish white mane, careful of his antler like horns. The hair ran from his head, down his back and tail to the fluffy spade at the end, which was twitching. His gaze dropped to his arms, having one hand trace along the aztec like tattoos he had gotten. They encircled his upper half, forearms and shoulders and all along his pectorals, even dipping lower to his treasure trail and hidden underneath his simple trousers. Koyo’s face flushed as he pinched one of his dark blue nipples, gasping as his free hand grabbed at his bulge. Damn, he was horny and it was all his sensei’s fault!
	Apprenticed under Rodok, Koyo had begun training as a samurai. It was strange, how similar in appearance they were. Rodok was a less muscular, slightly smaller and a bit older than the young drake. His eyes were red and he sported a goatee and sideburns, which were blueish gray like his mane. Rodok also had a triangle of fur on his chest, running along his collar and running between his pecs as well as a much longer and larger treasure trail. It complimented his own tattoos in Koyo’s mind, seeing the black segments with red roses running along his master’s entire arms and shoulders and pectorals. A shiver ran through him as he squeezed himself again, seeing his sensei in his trousers that had large holes in the legs before it shifted to Rodok in his fundoshi. Not that it did anything at all beyond hold his genitals in place, the older dragon showed basically all he packed. A thick bush of fur around the base of his pink dick, a good inch showing and his balls more so hanging out the sides than hidden. And his ass! Gods above, the one time Koyo got to see that tight ass without the tail in the way, he had had a most pleasurable night.
	The young dragon bit his lower lip as his hand snuck into his pants, ruffling his own bush before grabbing and squeezing his arousal. He lightly tugged it a few times, wishing fervently that it was his master. Koyo hadn’t known when he took on this role that most samurai and their wards took to a higher bond. Only when another pair had come for a visit had he stumbled upon their coupling. The awkward, to him, conversation when he had voiced it in private had shook him soundly. It was more so that it was almost traditional that gave him shivers than anything. He’d had his experiences with males, namely sucking each other, but that master and student were half expected to be lovers was astounding. Ever since that night, he’d lusted for his sensei, wondering if perhaps his rather lack of modesty undressed was a form of seduction. Yet Rodok has never tried to pursue the young dragon, making Koyo wonder if perhaps he was expected to make the first move. Sure, he’d asked about the older dragon’s love life before, but he never spoke in details about his sexual escapades. When asked about the relationship between master and ward, he’d mentioned that he wouldn’t for their sake of learning, even if he desired.
	Pre dribbled out into his bulging fundoshi before the aspiring samurai let go of his pink shaft, deciding to go through with his plan. With the water whistling, he grabbed the pot and poured it into two cups, dropping tea leaves in both before taking a small bottle from his pants. Unstoppering it, he was careful to drizzle some of the powder into a cup. He closed his eyes for a moment, considering one last time about turning back. But he had no choice! Jerking off wasn’t cutting it anymore and the rare village occurrences weren’t bringing in any sex to relief his pressure. No, tonight was to be about them as one. Opening his orange gaze, he picked up the two cups and walked with them out to the main dojo. Rodok was sitting, meditating as usual in his fundoshi. Once Koyo placed the cups on the floor, he slowly slid his own trousers off, folding them neatly and taking his place opposite of the older dragon to meditate.
	He’d done away with his old underwear not long after becoming an apprentice, finding the fundoshi’s tight fit with openness rather appealing. He’d had normal ones then but had since made them smaller to match his sensei’s in the hope it would give the signal he was interested. It hadn’t worked. As Koyo settled into his position, his master took a drink of his tea and hummed.
	“You seem rather distracted Koyo. Perhaps you should ease your troubles?”
	Ease his troubles? He planned to, his plan already started and no backing away. He did his best to pretend to meditate, something his master would pick up on in any other situation. But tonight, all Koyo heard was the drinking of the tea and his heartbeat in his ears. It wasn’t until he picked up on the deeper breathing of his sensei. Opening his eyes, he took note of Rodok’s labored heaving, the glazed look in his eye and his shinier scales. With his throat dry, Koyo decided to test the venom in his master’s body.
	“Squeeze your bulge.”
	There was a light twitch from the master before his hand rose to said pouch, grabbing and squeezing. A groan issued forth. Holy fuck, it worked! A wolfish grin spread along his muzzle as the young dragon stood up.
	“Stand up. Strip.”
	His master obeyed, standing up before hooking his claws into the fabric. The student practically heard the cloth whisper along his sensei’s body as it slipped, his glory on full display. He’d seen it a few times but not since the chat with the others. The entire length a soft pink color, thick and long as any cock Koyo had ever seen. Hung would be a good description he supposed as he groped his own arousal starting to form. Grinning, he walked behind the older dragon.
	“Lift that tail for me.”
	Up it went, showing off that tight ass. He could feel the fabric straining on his dick as his hand moved to cup the rump before squeezing. It was quite firm and a shiver ran down the student. He’d have to hurry still, letting that drug wear off too early would be bad. Moving to the door and sliding it open he commanded, “Follow.”
	The elder dragon did as bidden, following Koyo outside as the young dragon slid the door shut. He wondered off into the moon-lit night, followed by his master. Through the tranquil garden, they entered a bamboo forest of sorts. It was for training as much as anything else required, terrain tactics and all that. The few opened spaces served as ‘clearings’ and the student entered one of them now. He had prepared earlier when Rodok had been busy, digging a spot for the oil bottle to hide and tying ropes around two of the bamboo shoots. He had estimated them a bit so he stood in front of where he wanted his master and said, “Stand here.”
	The older dragon doing as instructed, Koyo continued with his task. “Raise your arms,” was followed by him tying the free ends of the ropes to either arms. He said was to spread the legs, attaching ropes to either ankle to keep him spread open. Having done so, his sensei looked to be in the form of a cross, spread eagle but standing. The student took a moment to stand back, admiring the physical prowess his master held. The corded muscles, the tattoo and heaving breast, the hairy trail and that fat length flopped over those swinging plump balls. Biting his lip, the young dragon moved forward and knelt, grabbing ahold of that shaft in his hands. In one fell swoop, he took half that dick into his muzzle.
	A moan went through Koyo, the taste and smell so good. Earthy and manly, something he’d not had in a while as he lightly bobbed his head. He sucked upon the shaft tongue lashing about while his hand rolled the full orbs. His efforts rewarded as the cock stood at full mast, even leaking pre onto his tongue. Salty and musky but so good. With some reluctance, he slurped off the length, licking his lips of the mess. As much as he wanted a treat, he knew time was limited. Standing, he slipped off his fundoshi and considered flinging it away.  A lewder thought popped into his head, flushing as he lazily draped the pouch over his master’s snout. With every huff, he’d breath in the musk and hopefully enjoy himself too.
	Koyo reached down and dug out the oil, pouring some into one hand before he knelt behind his sensei. While his slick hand went to his hard red shaft, his other lightly spread the older dragon’s ass. With a huff of admiration, he did another thing he’d wanted to do and let his tongue drag slowly between the two mounds. He repeated the motion a few times before worming his appendage in. The young dragon heard a groan from above as he grinned, the tightness felt even with just his tongue. Tongue fucking the hole, his other hand was busily rapidly stroking himself, spreading the slick substance all over before he pulled back. Chest heaving himself, he stood and prepared himself for his treasure for the night.
	Holding onto his base, the student made sure to spread his master’s cheek. His tip brushed between those fuzzy cheeks, prodding the entrance. It reflexively resisted, clenching about the foreign intruder. Koyo would not be dissuaded that easily. Applying more pressure, he gasp as the tail hole gave way and his head was encompassed in that tight, hot passage. By the gods, nothing had prepared him for this bliss! Already he was being milked by Rodok, pre leaking from his tip as he slowly worked his way back and forth to slip more in. Hissing and grunts came from his sensei but he ignored it. He had heard from others that this way of sex was tighter and rougher and he believed every word.
	Only at half way in, the young dragon couldn’t hold himself in check anymore. Arms wrapped around the older dragon’s sides, holding his torso as he forced himself ever deeper. He may not be as big as Rodok down there, but he wasn’t nothing to sneeze at either. Stopping at the hilt, the student labored for breath as he held his master. A whimper came from the older dragon, making the young one pause. Not only to let them both adjust but to ponder to Rodok’s instinctual noise. He wondered when his sensei had last done this. Then he tensed up as an idea lit his body on fire. Had his master ever done this? Pulsing and spurting pre, the idea of being the older dragon’s first was as enticing as just fucking him was. With a low growl of lust, Koyo began to grind his hips, pulling back a little before pushing back in.
	He eased in and out, slowly spreading his sensei’s rear with his rod. As much as he wanted to ram himself in, it wouldn’t be wise to do so for any damage would be investigated. One of his hands rubbed over Rodok’s hairy chest and lightly played with a nipple as the other wandered down. It ruffled the thick pubes there before grabbing ahold of the cock and tugging on it in time with his hips. Slowly he sped his pace, going a bit harder and further out each time. Koyo kept ahold of the older dragon, licking and nuzzling and nipping him. The groans and whines he got were music to his ears. He was losing control of himself quite rapidly, the earlier jerking and this was proving a lot on his lustfilled mind.
	It wasn’t long before the young dragon’s hands moved back to his master’s chest, gripping with his claws as he started to go harder and faster. Rodok’s head dipped down, though the cloth stayed on his snout somehow as he groaned deeper. Then his head raised as he whimpered some, seeming to push back against him. It was enough to make Koyo go wild, hands moving to grab the hips of the older dragon. He proceeded to ram himself in over and over, his thrusting a blue of haunches before he roared and hilted. Spasms racked his body as he came, unloading many weeks worth of seed deep into his sensei’s ass. His eyes rolled as his tongue hung out his muzzle, not feeling this good in ages. No wonder people fucked, this was incredible!
	It took a few moments of heavy breathing for him to remember he was limited on time. He slowly withdrew himself, shivering at the stimulation, a pop sounding as he got free. His dick and tattoo’d balls were coated white with his seed. Yet seeing Rodok’s ass oozing his cum was a sight to behold. He was half tempted to go back in with his tongue but he sighed. Likely low on time, the student would need to clean his master of his deed. Turning to head back for the residence and grab his pants, he took a few steps before he heard cracking behind him. Eyes wide, he spun around to see what had caused it. The next few moments were a blur as he saw his sensei, turned to face him, question forming in his muzzle. Something thick shoved into his muzzle and his feet pulled out from under him. The impact left him gasping, breathing in a strong earthen scent. A foot was slammed onto his upper body, his shoulder burning as his arm was taken hostage and held up. Koyo’s leg was also at the older dragon’s mercy, a fire burning in Rodok’s eyes.
	“You think drugging and raping your sensei is acceptable, do you?” Try as he might, the young dragon couldn’t respond. Everything was muffled or a yelp at the burning in his body. Admittedly, he was quite terrified, he’d never seen his master like this. Rodok continued. “And if you plan to fuck your enemy, you better be sure they orgasm. Or else they’ll turn the tables.” A rather sadistic grin spread on his sensei’s muzzle then. His eyes widened as it clicked in his mind, the older dragon already let his arm go but spread his legs further apart. The free hand grabbed his erection and pointed it down, sinking some to press the tip to his hidden entrance. The student knew he was about to be deflowered, hard.
	He was right, his body going rigid as he let out a strangled yell of pain. Tears welled in his eyes as Rodok stabbed at least a third of his length into that virginal passage. His only mercy right now was that he had unwittingly used his slick, oiled hand on his master and he was slightly lubed. It didn’t matter, the tracks running down his cheeks a testament to his sensei’s large cock tearing him in two until he had bottomed himself out. Another small mercy, the old dragon taking time to adjust, not for the young one’s sake but his own. A tight ass would make any male blow too soon, especially on edge ones.
	The older dragon didn’t waste much time, sliding all the way out to the head before shoving it right back in. Groans rumbled from Koyo, feeling his master’s balls slapping against his ass with every pump. his claws digging furrows in the earth as his fingers clenched like his body did on the cock. Sure, he has his arms free and could contest his sensei, but that would just grab his ire even more. There was also the fact that as painful as it was, he couldn’t deny the thrill of it either, his flagging length swelling with renewed vigor.
	Rodok growled low in his chest as he tried to go in harder and faster. The young dragon could feel as every inch tugged at his insides, howling into his loincloth as his master hit his pleasure spot with accuracy at one point. Pre spurted out then onto his chest, the old dragon slowing before repositioning ever so slightly and ramming back in, right against that spot. Another noise of pleasure coming from the student’s chest was ripped away as the pummeling renewed, inhaling instead his own musky taste as his eyes crossed. Oh gods, was this what he’d just done to his sensei? Why had he never done this before! The discomfort had faded into agonizing pleasure as Koyo’s body started to tense up. He couldn’t contain himself as he grabbed ahold of his own length and pumped it along with the thrusting into his ass.
	Even though he’d just had his first orgasm, the student was so turned on that he was quickly approaching his end once more. The wild pounding of the old dragon was more feral than anything with his grunting and growling. His had a blur, Koyo felt his balls tightening up before, even muffled as he was, he howled loudly. The heady scent in his muzzle and the thick shaft in his ass he spasmed around drove him to great heights, seed spewing forth and panting his chest, neck and face white. Then there was another howl and the young dragon felt liquid fire filling his ass. It was different, new and his master pounded at his rear a few times during, making his own spray wildly about him on the ground as well. Then he just stayed hilted as the two of them sweated, breath short as they recovered.
	A chuckle from above before the young dragon groaned out, his ass becoming empty when the sensei removed his dick. He could feel it in his ass, filled with cum, a drop sliding down over his balls. How the student already longed for another round, even with the discomfort trying to take charge in his mind. Rodok spoke then.
	“That’s how you fuck your opponent into submission.” He said between pants of air. A twisted grin spread on his muzzle as he moved his foot from Koyo’s chest. “And your punishment will be decided tomorrow. I am tired now.” With that, the old dragon started off. Koyo just watched upside down, noting the track of seed sliding down his master’s leg. He stopped at the edge of the clearing. “Perhaps we’ll do this again.”
	The young dragon started to giggle then laughed with what little oxygen he had in his body. Whatever punishment he had, whether it was for the rest of his training or not, would be completely worth it if he got to have sex with Rodok. Finally, master and student would have the bond Koyo had wanted.