Advantages of Flaming Youth

Their short break was over. It was time to go back and discuss the pressing issue. Only this time, Fizzle would be joining with the solution in mind. Holding the stone tablet against his chest, he followed the crowd of dragons back to the meeting grounds. They ranted along with each other while walking back to the center.

“I haven’t shot my load in weeks. This is getting insane!”

“Dude, stop whining! I’m sure we’ll come up with a solution soon.”

“And what if we don’t? You wanna go dry until the ladies stop being selfish?”

This and other small conversations polluted the mountains. It was even more apparent how much they needed relief by their conversation topics. That fact alone encouraged Fizzle onward.

Garble flew down on his pedestal of a rock and waited for the rest of the dragons to get settled.

“Alright, you guys had enough time jerkin’ off on break?” Garble joked, sending the crowd laughing, all except for Fizzle and Pudge, who strained out a forced laugh. “Well good, ‘cause we still have some discussing to do. Before we resume, anyone seen Ember? He’s been gone for a while.”

The rest of the dragons shrugged.

“Well, since he’s not back, anyone have any more bright ideas?”

The dragons stared at Garble blankly.

“Come on! Nobody has a hairbrained scheme or something? What are you guys even worth?”

“Yeah? So what did you come up with, genius?” one of the dragons questioned.

“That’s not the point,” Garble evaded. “Look, one guy can’t come up with all the ideas. We have to all put our heads together on this one, you know?”

The dragons just rolled their eyes; it was evident Garble had no clue how they were going to deal with the situation.

“Look, this is an issue that concerns all of us! If I had a solution off the bat, we wouldn’t be sitting here talking about it, wouldn’t we? Now, let’s stop pointing claws and figure something out, because until we find us someone to stick our dragon balls into, we’re not going anywhere!”

That and the collective groans from the agitated dragons were enough leeway for Fizzle to discuss his plan. Clearing his throat, he stood among the dragons to make his announcement.

“I have an idea!”

Garble looked at the Fizzle in confusion. “You? The dragon that never shows up to these things has something to offer?”

Fizzle nodded, piquing the interest of the dragons.

“Huh. Well what are you waiting for? Spit it out!”

Fizzle brought his claw against his mouth to clear his throat. “Well, it would be best if I was able to… you know… talk in front of the crowd.”

Garble folded his arms and raised his eyebrows “Why can’t you just tell us from there?”

“Well, this is kind of a visual presentation,” Fizzle explained. “Trust me, it would be best if everyone could see instead of just hearing.”

Garble was hesitant at sharing his spot in the spotlight as he felt it as a challenge. However, since they were on desperate terms, he was going to have to take that risk.

“Fine, but I still get to sit on the top rock!” Garble demanded.

“Whatever you wish, boss,” Fizzle mocked, walking to the front. All eyes were on him, making him second-guess his decision. So many thoughts were rushing through his mind, and most of them had repercussions. He entered the front of the crowd, all the spotlight on him. All the dragons were giving him attention, and it was making Fizzle a little nervous.

“Well… first of all…” Fizzle began, shaking a little. “I would like to-”

“Hold that thought!” Garble interrupted Fizzle mid-sentence and pointed behind the dragon crowd. “Well well, it looks like good old Ember is back, and from the looks of it, things didn’t go so well.”

Ember rubbed his face while the others giggled and laughed at his injuries. He had a black eye and swollen cheeks, as well as a few bruises along his stomach.

“So, I take it she wasn’t as easy as you thought she was?” Garble inquired condescendingly.

“Noooo,” Ember groaned, clutching his stomach. “I don’t know what went wrong, though. I mean, I thought since she was ugly and all, she’d have no problem pleasuring us! Guess even fugly dragons have standards… ooh.”

Ember groaned and and entered the crowd, noticing another dragon standing in Garble’s place. “Any reason why the no-show is up in the center?”

“Actually, there is,” Garble said, refocusing his attention on Fizzle. “Isn’t that right?”

Fizzle gulped and began his speech.

“Okay, so all of you dragons are desperate, and you need a relief from your growing urges, right?”

The horny dragons nodded their heads, building up Fizzle’s confidence.

“And you all want to fill something up before you burst, writhing on the ground in agony, right?”

It was a little too descriptive, but it got his point across. And above all else, it got a positive response. The next few sentences needed to be worded carefully.

“Well, has anyone considered maybe… well…”

The dragons looked at Fizzle intently, some losing their patience.

“Well, spit it out already!” Garble shouted.

“Has anyone considered asking one of the guys if they would be willing to get your rocks off?”

The dragons gave a puzzled look, followed by a judgemental one. Fizzle could even hear the snarky chuckles of Garble.

“Really? That was all you had to suggest to us? You really think that we would resort to acting like fags just to get off?” Garble questioned, chuckling loudly. The audience gradually joined in, slightly discouraging Fizzle.

Still, he needed to press on. His stomach counted on it.

“Well, no other idea has come up except ones that get others beaten up!”

The laughs died down instantly. The smug grins turned into grumbles. Fizzle now had the upper hand.

“Look, all I’m saying is that if you want to lose that build-up in your crotches, you’re going to have to take some desperate measures.” Fizzle watched as the dragons slowly showed signs of acceptance. “The point of this group was to come up with solutions, and I came up with one that could help.”

Small talk began along the crowd. Fizzle stood proudly, watching as the dragons considered the idea.

“Well, if we do that, who is going to do it?” one of the dragons pointed out. “I don’t think too many of us are willing to go that far to please each other!”

“That’s where I come in.”

The dragons looked wide-eyed at Fizzle. With their interest piqued, Fizzle pulled up the stone tablet he brought up with him.

“If you are willing, I will offer you services, for a nominal fee.” A few hands began shooting up immediately. Were that many dragons interested with the concept? “Yeah, questions or comments?”

“What’s a… naminol fee?”

Fizzle brought a claw to his face. He had forgotten how stupid the dragons tended to be.

“Nominal just means small,” Fizzle said. Kinda like the size of your brains. “The prices aren’t too big, so that the act will be more affordable to everyone!”

“And the prices are?” the dragons inquired.

“Come up here and see for yourself.” Fizzle propped the tablet on the rock formation behind him. The dragons eagerly got up to read the tablet. That was, until Garble flew in front of them, attempting to block the path.

“Whoa, you guys can’t be serious.” he said. “Come on, I’d have more respect for a dragon who jerks off more than one who would do something as faggy as fuck a dude. And what is it with you suggesting it, Pinky! What caused you to suggest such a thing?”

Fizzle was now face-to-face with the aggravated Garble.

“I… I’m just taking one for the team,” Fizzle replied. Garble lowered his eyes and stared him down.

“Well, team player, I don’t know who in their right mind would ever want to screw a boy, especially one like…”

“Hey, Garble, back off!” Garble turned towards the dragon who called him out. Surprisingly enough, it was Pudge who was at Fizzle’s defense. “He’s offering a solution, something you haven’t done yet. Let us decide whether this is a stupid idea or not.”

The rest of the dragons all chimed in. Fizzle smiled warmly while Garble clenched his teeth in frustration.

“Fine! If you queers want to take part in this, be my guest!” Garble flew back on his rock and folded his arms. The rest of the dragons swiftly made their way to the front in order to get a look at the tablet.

“I made sure to that the rates were reasonable. Nothing here is too expensive for you to afford if you so choose to go along with it.”

The dragons went up one by one, analyzing the chart set before them.

Fizzle’s Release Service

2 Gems- Tug

3 Gems - Blow

5 Gems - Rear

1 Extra Gem- Release on Back or Face

2 Extra Gems- Release In Mouth or Rear

3 Extra Gems per Dragon

*Any additional requests are negotiable.

Some of the dragons blushed. It was a pretty descriptive chart, one that would surely fill the wishes of the dragons if they so chose to participate. However, Fizzle knew there would be some hesitations. After all, he was a male, and stuff like this was very questionable.

Still, the reception was better than how it would normally go. Instead of being bombarded with fists, Fizzle was instead swarmed by eager questions.

“W-What if we want multiple runs?”

“Well, if you want another go, you’re going to have to pay the exact same price. Sorry, no discounts.”

“If, like, one of my friends wants to try this but doesn’t want to pay up and asks me to… you know…”

“As long as you pay the exact price for two, then I’ll allow you to pay for others.”

Questions were being handed left and right; Fizzle’s exploit of the horny dragons looked like it was going to pay out after all. Still, he was concerned about the self-proclaimed boss of the group. Garble was still glaring down at the dragon, blowing smoke out of his nose. Tossing out answers one by one, Ember walked up to Fizzle to have his question answered.

“Hey, since I’m not that desperate, or a fag…” he began, rubbing his sore cheek, “I won’t be using this service. However, I think it would be funny to watch the others make a fool out of themselves. If I gotta pay for that, I ain’t showing!”

Fizzle didn’t even consider charging for others to watch. As tempting as the thought was, revenue would be better if the curious were allowed a sneak peek.

“Viewing is free. But if you touch me, I’m gonna have to charge,” Fizzle said, chuckling softly. “With that said, I don’t expect you to come to a decision so fast. In fact, there are some of you that might think this is insane. This is why I’m going to give you all some time before you decide whether you want to do this or not.” Fizzle grabbed his stone tablet and began to walk away from the crowd of dragons. “Tomorrow by the lava pit, around midday. If you’re interested, I’ll be there all day. And remember, bring enough for your friends!”

Fizzle teased the crowd by winking for effect. Some of the dragons were flustered; some were just plain confused. But most of them could agree on one thing: they were eager to see how this would turn out.

Fizzle himself also wasn’t sure about how it would turn out. This could either be a big bomb or a huge success. The odds were against the latter, but it was worth shooting for, especially since his favorite food was up for grabs.

This is just for the gems, Fizzle thought. If there was any easier way, I wouldn’t dare suggest this to those filthy dragons.

Fizzle approached his cavern, setting his list of rates against his bed before laying down. There were many thoughts buzzing on in his mind.

For someone who only wants to do this for the gems, I’m pretty eager to get going. Tomorrow is certainly going to be interesting. I wonder how this will feel. Painful? Strange? How do females feel when they let guys do this?

Fizzle’s face flushed. But, whether I like it or not… though I’m hoping it at least doesn’t hurt… this has nothing to do with making me feel good. It’s a means to an end.

Fizzle’s stomach grumbled, reminding him once more why he was doing all of this.

“Yeah, I know, you want something to eat.” Fizzle stretched out, scratching his head. “Well, I’m not going to get any gems until tomorrow, hopefully. Might as well scavenge for some food tonight.”

Fizzle expanded his wings, flying off to look for something to eat, just long enough to last him for the night. After his little hunt, he intended on resting for the rest of the day.

He’d need it for what could happen the following day.