I hadn’t seen Tartii in a while. He had stopped taking my karate classes after earning his purple belt. He had developed other interests he wanted to put his money and time into. I was a little disappointed, but then again, I hadn’t exactly pursued my first interest all my life either… At first, he still came to visit me regularly at the dojo, mostly for sex I was glad to provide. Then the visits got a little spaced out up to pretty irregularly. Once again, I didn’t mind. Life goes on, you know?

I hadn’t seen Tart in a few months though, our contact in-between limiting itself to exchanging pleasantries and memes on Facebook, sometimes a saucy private message. I didn’t expect to suddenly run into him one day at the local mall.

I was window-shopping, mostly, looking for a clothes shop that looked good and was packed enough so employees wouldn’t have time to stalk me throughout my purchase process. As I slowed down before a trendy urban clothes, peeling my eyes to check out the general style, I felt a light pat on my shoulder. Spinning around, I saw the cute dark-haired felineboy standing there, along what I assumed was a friend of his. Tartii was smiling broadly, while the other boy (a taller, yet slim blue-scaled dragon-like male) remained serious. “Hey Stripes, what’s up?” Tartii let out cheerfully, before giving me a hug. “Seth, this is Stripes, he was teaching me karate. Stripes, this is Seth, he’s in most of my classes in college”. Seth and I exchanged handshakes and “Nice to meet you”’s, before starting to chat about the mall, the upcoming weekend, as well as what everyone had done during their Christmas break. Seth, initially looking stern, or timid, opened up nicely. He was quite handsome, and his long earwings gave him a royal look that contrasted with Tartii’s wild boy appearance.

We found ourselves a coffee shop, each getting a cup, and I tried to not shift when the feline twink started rubbing my thigh under the table, keeping my poker face on as I listened to Seth discuss his art project. I dipped my lips in the hot coffee when Tartii started palming at my crotch, letting him do, trying to figure out when I’d need to make him stop. It was a little hard to hide when I got aroused. Thankfully, with God’s assistance, Seth chose that moment to need the restroom. Once he had walked off, I chuckled at the naughty kit, discretely slipping his paw off my package. “Come on, it’s not like we’re gonna ditch Seth to go have sex… though if you’re free this weekend...” I added with a grin, while Tartii’s eyes glistened with playfulness. “Who’s talking about ditching him? Don’t you think he’s hot?” He added a lewd wink as I let out an understanding “Oooh…”

While I paid for the three of us, Tartii put the invitation on the table to his friend, likely adding quite a few arguments in my favor in the process. When I came back, Seth was sold on the project. We got my car and drove off to my pad, while the two twinks started getting a little heavy together in the backseat, for my voyeur pleasure. Once inside my apartment, Tartii didn’t waste time, peeling off his shirt before helping Seth get rid of his. The blue dragon had a beautiful body, slim but toned, without an ounce of fat or a misplaced curve. I moved against them, caressing their exposed bodies softly, kissing the feline first, then turning my head towards Seth, who accepted my kiss without much hesitation. Our tongues slowly stroked each other’s as I felt the feline getting busy undoing my pants, then his friend’s. Tartii never played around too much. He liked getting naked and into the action. I never protested. After breaking the kiss, I pulled the shirt off my chiseled chest, letting Seth check me out while he fondled my package between the folds of the unzipped jeans, feeling up the shape and size of my stallioncock. I returned the favor, running my paw over his own package as I made out with Tartii, sliding my paw in the back of his own jeans.

I brought both boys to my bedroom and we shed what last clothing we had. I admired the feline’s round beige-furred hips, giving his butt a natural sway whenever he walked. Seth’s ass was just as beautiful, the smooth scales on him accentuating the graceful curves of his rump. He looked pretty well equipped, too, his semihard blue member filling my paw nicely as I stroked him. We made our way to the bed, kissing and caressing each other, the two younger males softly clinging to my muscular body. Tartii was the first one to lower himself to my groin, starting to lap and suck at my large black cock, while I kept my arms around the blue dragon, fondling his spectacular rear as we fought tongues. My cock was quickly rock hard from the multiple stimulations, the feline twink working it with both paws and mouth. I broke the kiss with Seth and made him straddle my chest, stroking his blue cock and engulfing it in my striped muzzle, pulling him deeper as my paw caressed up his smooth chest and thighs, my eyes taking in his gorgeous figure. He moaned softly as I took him deeper and sucked him hard, my finger slipping beneath his tail, slowly pressing through his rim.

After a few minutes, Tartii slipped up and pressed himself against his friend’s back, grinding his own raging hardon against him, the two twinks kissing as I pulled off Seth’s meat, beating him off and looking on: it’s a secret to no one, one of my biggest turn-ons is two twinks getting it on together. “Mmh, come on, boys, let me up… I want Seth to return the favor, if that’s cool with him…”

The dragon moved down onto all fours, facing my heavy, musky black cock, sinking his hot draconian mouth around it, while Tartii kneeled behind him, stroking saliva over his own smaller shaft and pressing against the dragon’s tailhole, pushing inside him, making Seth groan around me a little. I started driving his head up and down my rod, grunting softly, my muscles contracting with every movement. Aah, the bastard was good at this. With his toned body and larger-than-average dick, if he could suck himself, he was a lucky guy… That thought just made me throb and precum harder, and I gave my hips a little involuntary buck that made Seth gag. The feline’s thrusts, that were getting faster and rowdier, certainly didn’t help either.

After Tartii dumped his load in the dragon, I took over for him, splitting the loosened hole open with my huge horsecock, making Seth cry out and arch his body, his hips pressing back, obviously wanting more. The second twink gracefully slinked his way beneath his friend, guiding the dragon’s hard cock beneath his own tail and taking him inside with a soft gasp, the three of us getting in a heated mantrain. My bed was rocking as my thrusts drove most of the action, hilting myself in Seth causing him to hilt himself in Tart, my eyes taken by the sight of the splendid dragon twink on top of the cute feline boy. The three of us kept going until the dragon emptied his nuts in his friend, triggering my own peak inside him.

After detaching from each other and catching our breath back, we took turns taking quick showers before flopping before the TV, still nude, my arms over both of them.

“So, you guys wanna order pizza?” I asked. “Meat lover?”

Tartii grinned. “Yes, Stripes. With extra bad puns.”