Title:           Horsecock Dildoes
Author:          Anonymous
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First Edit:      Sunday 4th of August 2013 10:56:31 PM CDT
Last Edit:       Sunday 4th of August 2013 10:56:31 PM CDT

>'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.