Breeding Program 3

Breeding Program Part 3: Experimentation


"I'm gonna die. I'm gonna die. I'm gonna die. I'm gonna die!" he screamed in his head.

What the hell was he doing? Running TOWARD a dragon? That was the kind of thing you put on people's gravestones as an insult.

Brian was only a few paces from Nox, though, and he was already there before he could change his mind. He lifted his arms like a football player, and crashed into the dragon, fully expecting to bounce off. But Nox allowed himself to be pushed over, Brian fell over him, and they rolled over the grass in a tangle of limbs and wings. Somewhere, Brian was hit in the head by either a leg or Nox's thick tail, and when his vision stopped spinning, he found himself lying...

...on top of...

...the dragon.

He couldn't wipe off his face what must have been an expression halfway between smug and lost-my-marbles. Brian was lying on Nox's firm and muscular chest, and could clearly feel the Drake's breathing and heartbeat (and also his erection, like a hot and wet sausage poking his thigh). He looked down and saw Nox was looking back; their eyes connected, and for a moment it was nearly magical. Nox almost seemed cute, staring back at him, waiting and hoping. Had he been the first human to ever do this? To lie down with a living, conscious dragon in affection instead of violence?

Brian did not know. It didn't matter; the experiment had to continue. He wanted, needed it to continue. He leaned down and gently bit into the soft flesh of the Drake's throat, and then thinking his jaws were a bit too small to do the job, reached over and used the tips of his fingers to dig into the sides of Nox's neck.  The effect was immediate: Nox started to growl happily with all the subtlety of a passing freight train. He pushed Brian off and clambered to his feet.

His energy and vigor returned, the dragon started to dance, bobbing his head and rocking side to side. This was the second part of courting. His excitement growing, Brian mirrored these movements. Nox shuffled to the right, waving his wings, and Brian moved the same while waving his arms. When Brian moved to the right and bobbed his head, Nox moved and bobbed as well. Brian had seen this courting dance before, and sort of knew the moves, but the order they went in was random and had subtle differences. Of course, Nox has no practice, either. They started out sloppy and uncoordinated, leading each other awkwardly, but then started to sync. They watched each other's eyes, watched for the slightest movement of each other's limbs, and began to move in concert instead of in reaction. They pranced in mirror images, bowed to each other, spun and swooped and sang their wordless chorus together.

Sensing the proper moment, they stopped, and then Nox stepped closer. Brian stepped closer. The last bits of fear evaporated from him when the young Drake stooped down, and he did the same, crawling on his hands and knees. With their heads just inches from the tops of the mist-covered grass, human and dragon leaned forward, hesitated for but a moment, then gently pressed their foreheads together. They had accepted each other as mates, and their courting was closer to completion.

"It's really happening. I'm really doing this! I'm courting a dragon. If I don't stop this, I'll end up mating with a dragon!" he thought.

But he wasn't going to stop. He couldn't stop. Nox needed this, and Brian wanted this. It wasn't just because he was as randy as a tomcat from being pent-up for a month. This was the culmination (how ever much an unexpected one) of all his young life's work. He remembered the precise moment, at the age of 12, when "fuck a dragon" had replaced "become a superhero" at the top of his personal list of impossible fantasies. Oh sure, that had been knocked down a few pegs in adulthood, replaced with such things as "make the world a better place" or "become head researcher at the NaDA", but it was still kind of there. This was still something that would likely never happen again.

In just a few hours with Nox, Brian could learn more about Night Drake mating and bonding behavior than had been discovered in the last decade. He would revolutionize his own field of study, and even more: he could forge a new step in the relationship between humans and dragons. He was so excited that he could barely think, and what's more, the scientist was starting to get pushed out of his mind. The bond, the link between the two of them, was something Brian had never felt before, and it was opening his mind to a love he never thought possible.

The two of them kept their heads gently pressed together, until Nox moved to the side and pushed forward more, rubbing on the side of Brian's face. They nuzzled each other for a few minutes, just enjoying the affection. Brian found him to be surprisingly soft and smooth; there was a noticeable texture from his scales, but they were close together and had the suppleness of a young dog's pawpads. He wanted to reach out and touch Nox all over his body, explore every little bump and crevice of him, but was wary of interrupting the courting process. There was still the third and final stage before mating could begin. They still needed to build up trust with one another. He would have plenty of time later.

Trust and the depth of the bond between partners is the most important factor involved in Night Drake mating. These dragons do not ejaculate all at once in just a few spurts, but over a long time in a series of smaller ones, like canines. However, unlike a dog, a Night Drake's penis has a smooth shaft with gentle tapers; there is no bulb to lock a male to his mate for the duration of the emission. The only way for a male Drake to ensure that he will be able to complete his ejaculation is for his partner to remain still for a period of about ten or fifteen minutes. Night Drakes had evolved their elaborate system of courting and bonding to ensure the connection between mates was strong, both to enable males to achieve the full sexual release they desperately needed, and to greatly increase the chance of a successful pregnancy in male/female couplings.

As they finished up their rubbing against each other, Nox turned to one side and started to walk in a clockwise circle. Brian, shuffling about on his hands and knees, went around also, on the opposite side of this circle. They watched each other, gently and affectionately, as they moved. Brian wondered if Nox would take the initiative, assuming the dominant role, or if he would have to. But in a moment, the young dragon answered this by walking toward the center of their circle. He then turned around and lifted his tail, presenting his genitals for worship.

It wasn't fully known what purpose this last stage of courtship was for, perhaps some kind of Night Drake foreplay, but it was accepted that the dragon in the dominant role would take this position first. It was definitely not an invitation to be mounted, but a command for his partner to lick and caress and generally dote upon his sex organs. The two would then switch roles, and finally go into the forest to mate.

Brian walked toward Nox with no hesitation, knowing fully what was expected of him, and compelled to obey. The young dragon leaned his head and chest down to the ground, raising his haunches higher, arching his tail up and out of the way. His arousal had abated a little bit during their dancing and nuzzling, but as Brian came close, Nox's penis swelled and throbbed and pushed fully out of the front of his slit. It hung heavily there in the open air, a tantalizing and florid reddish-purple, begging to be touched and held. Nox looked back at Brian, his expression begging even more.

In an instant, he was there, and a rush of delight and love exploded inside Brian as soon as he took the penis in his hands. It was so big and thick; Nox wasn't an adult so he wasn't yet hung like a literal horse, but it was still large. At least nine inches long and nearly as thick as Brian's wrist. The merely theoretical knowledge of what he had observed in Night Drake courting had become unnecessary. By nothing more than instinct, Brian was filled with desire to worship Nox's malehood. It was much more solid than he expected: not soft and yielding like his own, but firm and fleshy, and so very fat and heavy.

Panting with lust, he wrapped his hands against the cock, his fingers gliding over the natural lubricant dripping from the dragon's slit. He brought his face close enough to feel the heat radiating from it, and kissed the bulge on the bottom, ran his tongue up and down the thick tube. The tips of his fingers explored the little bumps that ran along the top side, teased the ridge at the crest of the head, wrapped around the whole of the shaft and squeezed. The whole time, Nox was making a variety of chirps, purrs, trills, and more of his cute whiny-growls. Brian stole a look at his face, seeing the Drake's tongue had lolled out and his eyes were staring blankly upward — he was in heaven.

All this attention had coaxed a steady drip of fluid from the dragon's penis. Brian pulled it toward him, angling it back enough so he could suck on the tip. He sucked hard, pulling the whole of the fat head into his mouth, letting his tongue tease at the opening at the end, and he was quickly rewarded with several weak spurts of pre. He popped it out of his mouth, continuing to love upon and caress the big cock while his tongue dragged up the long shaft to its base, then into the crevice at the back of his mate's slit. This part responded immediately, spreading open until the fat donut of Nox's anus bulged outward. It smelled perfectly clean (not that Brian was in any mindset to care if it were not) so he went right in, giving a little kiss to the puckered opening. Nox stopped whining.

"You like that, huh?"

Nox let out a very loud, very deep growl, letting the little human know that he demanded his anus be worshipped and serviced as thoroughly as the rest of his private parts.

Brian did not need to be told twice. He kissed it, licked it, nuzzled his cheeks against the warm and soft donut, pushed his lips into the opening and poked his tongue in as deep and hard as he could. He continued licking the hole, and stroking at the thick penis for a while, wondering if all this attention would bring Nox to orgasm. Likely not. Mating was a complex process, and if it were that easy to get release, Drakes would probably just masturbate by rubbing on their forelimbs or tails.

He had barely noticed — as he finished up his licking and rubbing of the dragon's genitals — how hard his own penis had gotten in his pants, how wet and slippery it had become in there. Knowing what was coming next, he shuffled down his lower clothing. When they caught on his shoes, he decided instead to pull them off and remove his pants completely, and then tossed aside his coat and shirt as well. Who knew where the backpack with the cameras had gotten to? Who cared?? The night air was cold, and the ground even colder under his knees, but Brian was way too hot and horny to mind it.

Turning away from Nox, he dropped his head to the ground and raised his butt in the air. Nox wasted no time bounding over happily, pushing his face into Brian's crotch and nuzzling with such intensity that Brian's feet lifted off the ground for a moment. He winced at the pressure against his balls, but given how tense and tight they were to begin with, he didn't care much.

Whatever worshipful treatment Nox had received, he was more than pleased to return. He licked and suckled all over Brian's stiff penis, by it's comparatively small size able to pull the full length into his mouth. He licked gently at Brian's balls, despite having no idea what they were, and yet knowing they must be important if they were in the genital area. He pressed his tongue against the tip of his mate's penis and purred, the hum sending a vibration of pleasure through his whole body. Then, he started licking at the human's small anus, his big tongue stretching and straining it as it pushed inside, licking and exploring several inches deep, turning Brian into a squealing and quivering mess.

A long time of this passed, and Nox showed no signs of slowing down, insatiable with his worship of the other male's genitals. Brian was no Night Drake, and he knew he would cum from too much of this; somehow, whenever the feeling of impending orgasm seemed on the verge of swelling up and bursting, Nox would do something else, or lick somewhere else. He was being edged by a dragon, by his new mate, and it was incredible.

Finally satisfied, Nox pulled away, leaving Brian to just collapse in a heap on the ground, panting and moaning. He felt like he'd already been through marathon sex, but for a dragon, this was still just foreplay. They both still needed release, and to connect fully. The night was still young.

He stood up on shaky legs, the sweat on his skin drying and cooling, sending a shiver down his spine. It was so open and empty around them, silent save for their excited breathing. Brian had never before felt so naked, so exposed and so... natural. Standing nude on the edge of a forest at night, lit by nothing but the moon and stars, with a dragon. An actual, wonderful dragon. The Night Drake that had chosen him as his mate. Nox stood right next to him, his smooth and firm hide shimmering with green light between each and every scale, the edges of the leathery wings sparkling with violet hues. It was breathtaking, to be this close, to be allowed to be this close. Without thinking, Brian let his hand drift down to Nox, to stroke the space between his folded wings.

"...you're so beautiful."

Nox made a soft churring sound in the back of his throat.

"You honestly think so? But I'm just a human. All pale and soft and scrawny. It's nothing special compared to you."

The young dragon snuggled his face into Brian's chest, almost knocking him over.

"Whoa, there, buddy! Easy, boy." He laughed, and barely managed to hang on by grabbing at Nox's large horns, to which the dragon wiggled his head playfully, snorting.

They spent a moment or two, just looking each other in the eyes again. Nox had such large, expressive, open eyes of pale green like sea foam. Brian had heard that the gaze of a dragon was mythically hypnotizing, but he never expected it to be true in such a romantic sense.

"Well," he said with a pause. "Shall we go into the forest?"

Nox made no sound, but raised his head and nuzzled against Brian's face, and then turned around and started walking into the trees. Brian followed behind him, but then quickly moved up to walk alongside him.


The forest was very still and quiet, and very dark. Every so often a beam of light would fall through the trees allowing Brian to see a little bit, but it wasn't much. He trusted Nox to guide them, and the young dragon was doing fine. The path they walked was soft even to his bare feet, and both flat and clear enough so he didn't stumble. Brian had no idea where they were going, and it occurred to him that it couldn't be very far; there was only about a half-mile of forest in every direction around the Courting Grounds, before they would run into the closed fences partitioning it off from the rest of the Night Drake enclosure. Either way, it seemed Nox had a spot in mind. It didn't matter where. He'd walk to the moon if Nox were by his side.

As they walked, his aching erection finally decided to relax for a little while, and he noticed the Drake's penis had gone back into its slit as well. He had to breathe a sigh of relief; much earlier in his theorizing, he'd wondered if Nox really had spent several days with a nonstop throbbing erection. Clearly, it only came out when sex was imminent. Hell, he'd probably been all but sleeping until the mate he'd chosen came out. When he finally came out.

"It must have been terrible for you. Waiting for me like that."

Brian reached over and stroked him on the neck and upper back, and Nox halted for a moment, pushing briefly against his palm. Brian wished he had known, so he could have gone out there much earlier and helped Nox understand that it was going to be okay, that he would get to mate, that he wasn't going to be alone anymore.

The tension was gone from both of them. The uncertainty of their first contact and from the courting ritual had passed. It was a guarantee that they would mate, now; there was only the matter of going to the right spot and consummating their bond. Still, their hearts were pounding with the anticipation. One had instinct, and one had knowledge, but neither had experience. In a way, they were both as virgins. Taking his first tentative steps into the world of dragons, Brian felt he was the more, even if he'd had sex with other humans.

Finally, Nox led him out of the trees and to the edge of a small clearing. Brian had seen this area before, on the security cameras, but to actually stand there was breathtaking. A wide river ran slow and lazy before them, and the grass that grew on its banks was tall and soft. A gentle fog hung like curtains over the marshes, the stillness only broken by a faraway rumble of the waterfalls feeding the river — a distant and peaceful hum. Despite the moonlight, Brian was taken aback by how many stars he could see, now that his eyes had adjusted fully to the darkness in the woods. A canopy of stars, a cathedral of stars, like a blanket made of contrasting light and shadow wrapped lovingly around the world.

Nox certainly had chosen the right place. Brian was in awe, both of the vista and of the way the moonbeams danced across the Night Drake's scales, outlining him with a shimmer of light and color. He caught Nox staring back at him, with his eyes wide and his mouth slightly open; he had positioned his front close to the ground with his head down, so he could look slightly upwards at his human mate. He just kept staring at Brian's naked body, unblinking, transfixed.

"You really think I'm so pretty, don't you?"

The dragon moved with immediate purpose toward him, breathing heavily, pushing his face into Brian's. The scent between them became thick and hot with lust, and Nox was fully aroused in moments. His penis didn't hang down this time, but pointed forward with a strained throb, fully engorged, ridges sticking out and the head flaring. It was slick with moisture, and started dribbling at once.

Brian gently held Nox's head in both hands, touched their foreheads together. "It's time."

He turned around, got on his hands and knees, and Nox was upon him without any hesitation, panting and growling. Brian expected to be penetrated roughly and desperately, but Nox did not do so. His fat cock slapped at Brian's balls, pulled upward and lined up against his little butthole, and poked gently at it. Nox wasn't very heavy, less in fact than a dog of that size considering his light bones and youthful constitution. He wrapped his forelegs around Brian's sides and grabbed him by the back of his neck in a gentle grip with his teeth. He eased forward. The large tip of his cock pushed inside.

Brian groaned with discomfort. It was just so big! He'd never had anything this size inside of him, and despite being licked thoroughly earlier, was struggling to take it. He whined, gritting his teeth.

Nox froze in place, shaking with his need, then grunted softly.

"Ah... a-after all this, all your waiting... you still don't want to hurt me."

Nox was warm and comfortable on top of him, chewing at the hair over the back of his neck. Brian relaxed himself, gradually getting used to the size inside of him. Before this, he'd never had such a considerate and loving partner; it was nice. When he was ready, he pushed back a little, to tell his mate that it was okay to keep going. The Drake stiffened his body, gripped tighter, and guided his thick penis the rest of the way in. Brian whimpered and moaned, arching his back, closing his eyes. It was all inside him. Nox... his cock, so big and heavy and very hot. It felt like it was filling his entire body with heat, dominating him with male lust.

With such a slow and gentle rhythm that Brian could barely feel it at first, Nox began to rock against his mate. He started to thrust in and out, increasing in intensity, his meaty hips slapping louder and louder against Brian's buttocks. The still night became aware of their mating: the rustle of the grass, the thick and wet squelches of sex, the growling and grunting of the dragon, the loud moans of the human.

Brian cried out when Nox leaned downward, pressing Brian's face into the grass. He humped hard into him, pushing almost the entire length of his fat cock inside. Each stroke forced the thick bulge in the middle of the dragon's shaft to brush his prostate with a lewd squish. It was so fucking good. He had never been able to have an orgasm just from receiving anal, and didn't expect that to change this time just because he was horny, but that didn't lessen the waves of pleasure going through him. His own penis was sticking up stiffer than ever, more from the thrill and love of having Nox inside him than just the sensation of being bred.

Nox started to slow, thrusting harder but more erratically. Brian pushed upwards, rocking in counter to his motions, helping him reach his peak, encouraging him to continue. It had only been a few minutes, but he could taste Nox's need in the air, and wanted nothing more than to get him to his peak. He needed his mate to cum more than he had ever needed to, himself. The cock inside of him grew suddenly even larger, heavier, hotter. Nox released his bite, pushed his head tight against the side of Brian's neck, and cried out with a long growling sigh.

Brian let out a grunt at the force of the first spurt, at the way Nox's entire body strained and squeezed against him. Several more powerful gushes of semen flooded his insides, deep, deep where he'd never felt such a pleasure, such a heat spreading through his stomach. The young dragon might not be the size of an adult, but he definitely was climaxing like one. Brian lost count at the number of squirts, and still Nox was cumming, shuddering against him, releasing into him. It took a while, but finally Nox's orgasm abated. The pressure and volume of the spurting lessened, but still continued to spray into Brian with a continuous rhythm.

"Ugh... that's a lot. Nnnn. Ffffuck," he mumbled. "S'good? A-are you... you..."

Nox was squeezing Brian's sides in a painful death grip, trembling and whimpering with the intensity of his first orgasm.

"It's okay!" he said, reaching a hand up to gently stroke the Drake's face. "I won't go. I won't go! I promise. You're my mate. I love you."

The dragon relaxed his hold, ceased his whining and shaking.

"Yeah. Every drop."

Brian pushed up into him as hard as he could, groaning, the thickest part of Nox's cock at the base stretching him to the limit. At last, the tight ring of his hole pressed into his mate's slit with a nice wet squish. For the first time, every bit of it was held inside him, and in response it throbbed and squirted a little bit harder. He had never felt so fulfilled and satisfied. Nox purred with pleasure and settled down, resting. His wings drooped lower and spread, wrapping around his mate with an affectionate warmth.

For a while, the night was quiet again. Nox stayed firmly on top of Brian, the steady pulse of his spurting cock sending waves of heat into the human. His whole body vibrated with this beat of this, and without realizing it, his own heart started to dance in time with Nox's. The fifteen or so minutes of the Drake's ejaculation went by with the timing of a dream, both lasting for an eternity and not nearly long enough. Neither of them moved, but the thick penis inside of Brian finished throbbing, and a minute later began to shrink and retreat back into Nox's slit. It pulled out of Brian's gaping ass with a loud wet plop, but only a tiny trickle of semen leaked from it before it closed. The dragon had deposited his semen so deep, around the s-bend of his lower colon, that most of it was staying in place. Brian had been thoroughly bred, and loved the fullness he was feeling.

Nox climbed off of him suddenly, the heat and comfort leaving Brian too soon. He turned over with a cry and practically jumped onto his mate, wrapping his arms around the thick neck and kissing Nox. The Drake pushed back into him, cuddling him, licking at him for a moment. But he was in no mood to hold still and sleep. He pulled away — leaving Brian sitting confused and motionless on the dirt — and turned around. He lifted his tail.

His posture was different from when he demanded his genitals be worshipped. Nox didn't lower his head and raise his rear up high, but stood steadily and with his back flat. He spread his rear legs and squared his hips, lifting his tail even higher. As Brian watched, the dragon's slit opened up, and Nox's puffy anus pushed out into the open air, dripping wet and eager.

Brian looked down at his lap. His balls tightened and his penis throbbed painfully. His glans was fat and swollen and purple, the veins on his shaft bulging. It wasn't over yet.

The night was just beginning.