Horsecock Dildoes

>'Nother boringass day.

>Most of the other dragons are off doing some shit or whatever

>Only ones the place are me and Fizzle, it seems

>So, obviously, that means I gotta go fuck with Fizzle

>I fly over to the foot of my cave, but he doesn't see me.

>Looks like he's sitting at the entrance, bored out his mind too, looking at the sky

>Is he cloudwatching or some shit? This isn't 2nd grade.

>I look to where he's looking.

>Don't see anything...wait...

>A spec of something in the sky.

>It's drawing nearer.

>As it comes closer, Fizzle looks like he's all excited and shit

>Now I'm definitely curious.

>I can get a clear view now...it looks like...a pegasus?

>A mare with grey eyes and uniform and mailbag.

>Also really fucked up eyes.

>Fizzle springs up all excited when she flies by

>The mare gives him a package...I didn't know package delivery even came this far, or how Fizz coulda ordered it.

>Doesn't matter, whatever it is, Fizzle seems really excited...no, excited and nervous

>He all but snatches it from the pegasus and holds it close to his chest, like he doesn't want her near it at all, even when he signs for it?

>What kinda dumb package could get him that excited?

>Doesn't matter.

>Wicked grin on my face

>Know how I'ma entertain myself today.

>The retarded-ass pegasus flies away

>And Fizzle is clutching the package to his chest, looking around all worried

>And now he's trying to sneak back to his cave all discreet like

>Fat chance, loser

>I fly in a flash of red

>"Hey, Fizzle! Whatcha got there?"

>He freezes as I land behind him.

>"Whaddya want, Garble?" he says all annoyed, still not facing me or letting me see the box.

>"What'd I just say, dork? What'd you order all the way out here?"

>He shies away some more, looking at me all annoyed over his shoulder. "It's nothing special. What do you care?"

>He even spreads his wings a bit to try to block my view

>Now I gotta know. It must be some good shit.

>"I said show me the box, Fizz."

>"Dude, it's none of your damn business! Go away!"

>Telling me the things that happen on MY mountain aren't any of MY business?

>"Wrong answer, Fizz!"

>Time to remind you who's top dragon.

>Before he can react I tackle him, and soon we're wrestling for the box.

>"D-Dude! Seriously! Let go!"

>Fizzle actually puts up quite a fight

>More so than when we usually wrestle, he must be desperate

>But it ain't good enough

>I wrest the rectangular package from him and run back for some room

>"Now what's got you all excited and shit?"

>"Garble, don't!"

>He's already up and running at me

>I hook a claw in the tape and start tearing

>Oh, what's it gonna be?

>"Please, dude, don't!"

>He tries to take it back but I push him away.

>Torn through all of the tape now.

>Fizzle makes one more attempt.

>Futile attempt.

>"Garble! Please, STOP!"

>He dropped all tough-guy act and is pleading like a bitch now, like he honestly looks terrified

>Temptation is too great to stop now

>I pull back the flaps on the box, toss aside some packing peanuts, look inside and-

>Wait

>What?

>What the /fuck/!?

>Inside the box is...

>A dick

>A horsedick dildo, to be precise

>Like, someone took time to make this thing look realistic, and it's fucking hot pink too

>There's even lube in here

>I look back up to Fizzle

>He's just standing there, speechless, looking at me like he's just seen a ghost giving another ghost a lapdance

>Can't blame him, I'd probably be freaked out if someone found something like this

>But holy shit, Fizzle, really?

>I mean I knew you were a wimp, but a fag, really?

>I grab the dildo and hold it up

>"Fizzle, what the hell is--"

>I can't even finish the sentence before he dives at me again, trying to get the thing

>This time he's doing a lot better

>He looks both terrified and fucking pissed

>"Give it! Give it back!"

>Holy shit it's like he did 6 weeks of benchpressing in 15 seconds

>I end up dropping it as we wrestle, but I'm kinda pissed too now

>Can't let him just grab it

>But he's pushing really hard and

>Son of a bitch, he's really into it

>I'm actually gonna lose balance!

>I try to push back, but it's too late

>I go falling flat on my a--

>...

>Oh

>I landed on the...

>That was...

>That kinda hurt but...

>Fizzle's staring at me speechless again

>I'm speechless too

>...I think I get why Fizzle bought this thing.

>Fizzle breaks the silence first.

>"Er, G-Garble I'm, er, oh man..."

>Bravado all gone

>He's clicking his claws together and blushing hard

>I don't really know what to do

>Part of me feels embarassed, but

>Anyway I can't stay down here

>The dildo slips out of me when I stand up. It didn't go very far in anyway.

>I grab it.

>"L-look, Garble, I'm s-sorry, I didn't mean-"

>"Fizz, get the box and get in the cave."

>"Huh?"

>Damn, I'll be honest, I don't know what the fuck I'm saying either

>But dammit I keep saying it.

>"I said get the box and get in the cave, now!"

>I growl for good measure.

>He yipes and picks up the box

>Good to be dominate dragon no matter what

>He's not moving though

>"Argh, c'mon."

>Horsecock in one claw, I grab Fizzle by the arm and drag him into the cave with the other

>At this point my head manages to catch up to what my dick apparently has been plotting.

>Dammit, Fizzle, why'd you have to order that fag-ass package?

>This doesn't fit me at all.

>Whatever, I've decided, and dominate dragon never backs down.

>Drag him back to his bed--pile of straw and gems more like.

>More or less push him down on it

>He doesn't resist. Wet tissue paper

>Still blushing like a schoolgirl.

> I hold up the horsecock.

>"Fizzle, 'the fuck is this? Why'd you even order this?"

>He looks away, clicking his claws together more.

>"W-well, I mean, there's not really, um, not any other dragons like...that, around here, so it wasn't like I could hook up with anyone, a-and I was really curious about, um, how it felt, and I heard of this one company, s-so I thought..."

>He trails off.

>"So you're a blazing faggot, huh?"

>He just looks at the ground and nods all timid.

>It's actually kinda cute...and sad.

>I honestly feel kinda bad for him.

>I toss the dildo up and catch it. "So you just bought a horsecock to fuck yourself with, huh? Ya dork."

>"P-please, Garbs, don't tell anyone..."

>And then my idea comes to fruition

>Oh, Garble, you glorious, weirdo bastard.

>"So, you don't want me to tell anyone? I dunno, Fizz..."

>"Please, Garble! I'll do anything!"

>Bingo.

>"Anything, huh? In that case-"

>I'm over him in a second

>He shies away a bit, but the cuteness only makes me more eager

>Fuck, I actually feel nervous for what I'm about to say, but fuck it.

>Dominate dragon never backs down

>"I want you to fuck me with this."

>Oh wow, Fizzle's eyes go wide as dinner plates

>"WHAT!?"

>"You heard me. You want me to keep quiet, then you fuck me good with this. Unless you want me to tell all the guys you're a faggot?"

>He looks at me dumbfounded.

>"Uh, Garble, wouldn't that make you a fag too?"

>Hm

>Guess that threat didn't work as well as I thought.

>Whatever.

>I roar at him and he shirks.

>"Just shut up and do it, faggot!"

>"Y-yes Garbs! J-just lemme get it ready!"

>He takes the horsecock and I sit down..

>He keeps looking back up at me as as he uses one of the bottles of lube and slathers that thing all up.

>The anticipation is making me hot. Garble Jr's already come out to say hi.

>So has Fizzle Jr. apparently

>I'd call him a fag, but honestly, who wouldn't get horny at scoring with the Garbs?

>Fuck it. I'll call him a fag anyway.

>"You gonna play with that all day, faggot?"

>"Y-yeah, here."

>He crawls over on his kness, and pours some more lube on his free claw.

>"Um, I gotta lube you up some down there. It, er, it makes it easier..."

>"Whatever, just do it."

>He takes his free claw and rubs it on my asshole.

>He even fingers me a little.

>Can't tell if he's just trying to get a bit more than he's supposed to, but shit it feels good

>Only gets me hornier.

>He pulls his claw away. "Ok, you're good to go. Just spread your legs, and, um, t-tell me if it hurts..."

>I do what I'm told but roll my eyes. "What do I look like, you? Just put it in."

>"Y-yeah."

>Finally, after what seems like forever, he takes the thing and presses it against my asshole

>And the tip goes in

>And a little more

>Fuck, I'm in fag heaven.

>Fizzle pushes it in more.

>Hurts a bit, but with the lube, holy shit

>The more he can fit in, the better it is, and being thrust into like this...

>This is way better than any fap session I've ever had.

>Except one problem

>Garble Jr. is being ignored

>And Fizzle Jr. isn't, by the looks of it

>Can't fucking have that

>I could just jerk myself off, but I'm dominate dragon.

>"Hey, Fizzle, I thought I said to fuck me good?"

>He looks up. "I-is something wrong? Is it too big? Is it not big enough? Did I--"

>I point at my cock. "Did you forget about my dick? Gimme some mouth service, faggot, now!"

>Feels weird to be forceful like that when you've got a silicone horse dick inside you

>But it's getting me a charge like none other.

>Fizzle hops too it. He has to change positions so he's at my side so he can fuck me with one claw and gimme a proper bj with the other and his mouth.

>Fizzle licks be from the base up to the shaft, swirls his tongue around the tip some, rubs me lightly

>I wonder how long he's dreamt of doing this?

>But right now I don't want to be teased.

>"I said I wanted a show, not a preview!"

>Then he starts going down with gusto

>I put one hand on the back of his head and force him down more.

>He can't even jerk off now.

>All Garble, all day.

>He loses some rhythm with multitasking, but picks it back up.

>Pushing that cock into me deeper and deeper, faster and faster

>My body clamps down on it hard, hungry.

>The slapping sound as it goes in and out...

>And Fizzle deepthroating my cock like it's the last cock on the planet...

>Feeling his warm, moist tongue on it and he keeps bobbing up and down faster, sucking harder...

>I can't take the buildup much more.

>If I was as girly as Fizzle I'd probably squeal

>Regardless, as he keeps pumping me and pumping into me, I shoot my load

>Hot squirt after squirt of cum right into Fizzle's maw

>He actually manages to suck down most of it.

>After the last squirt, I'm spent, and fall back to the floor.

>I'm totally spent.

>Just bask in the post-cum bliss

>Probably won't be able to walk for a bit but whatever.

>Fizzle finishes licking up my jizz and pulls the dildo outta me

>All's right with the world

>Except Fizzle's kinda whimpering, and it's annoying

>Oh, right, he hasn't gotten off yet.

>I roll my eyes. Wish he'd shut up, but then again, feels bad to blueball a guy even if he's a wimp.

>"Fizzle, shut up and spread 'em."

>He obeys and sits down, his flagpole erect and waiting.

>Like I thought, I can't walk, but I can just turn over on my belly.

>"Garble, what're you gonna--"

>"Just shut up," I say as I grasp his dick.

>He goes quiet as I jerk him off.

>Mostly quietly. He moans a bit. Can't tell if it's cute or annoying.

>Anyway, I have a good grip on him.

>Maybe if I were as faggy as him, I'd use my mouth too, but I don't feel like it.

>I jerk him off kinda slow, then pick up the pace

>He's even squirming while I do it. He musta been really turned on.

>Eventually he lets out a load moan and shoots his load.

>I help him ride out the orgasm but I ain't doin' any more than that.

>Fizzle lays down next to me, this content smile on his face.

>"Uh, Garbs?"

>"What is it, Fizzle?"

>He's still blushing. "Er, d'you think we could...maybe do this again?"

>This is totally not my style.

>But my dick and ass are vetoing my mind again.

>"Yeah, sure, whatever faggot."

>"Thanks."

>Eh, who knows. Maybe next time I'll let him stick his own dick in.

>Maybe.