Advantages of Flaming Youth

It was the day of reckoning. Whether the idea was a bust or not depended on the turnout. Ready to get the event started, Fizzle grabbed the stone tablet to remind the dragons of how much his service cost and walked outside of his cave.

The mountaintops were generally empty at that time of day. Normally, only a few scouting dragons would be up and about, or maybe a few dragons just shooting the breeze if they were restless. However, most dragons were lazy, and wouldn’t dream of getting up that early in the morning. This gave Fizzle plenty of time to set up and get comfortable.

Groggy and still tired, not to mention a tad bit hungry, he walked towards the lava pit, dragging his stone tablet along the ground. It was tranquil and nice in the mornings, nothing but the bubbling lava and soot filling the air. It was nice to have a moment out of his home without having the annoying dragons babble on about how strong they are or the girlfriends they would go hang out with later. It would give him some time to gather his thoughts.

When he reached the lava pit, he set the tablet on a rock formation, and then slipped into the magma pool.

“I have some time to myself,” Fizzle thought aloud. “Might as well unwind a bit. Don’t want to be tense during the activities.” Fizzle sunk into the warm lava, sighing in satisfaction. The heat helped open the pores in his scales, loosening him up tremendously. Since he was relaxed, he was in the right mind to start thinking his concept over.

“Who would most likely come and do this?” Fizzle scratched his head, lowering himself into the lava until only his head was visible. “Pudge might be the most likely one to show up. I mean, looking at him, he seemed like he was desperate enough. Then again, masturbation probably doesn’t lead to some guy doing anything to get off. Then there’s Ember. He’ll probably just say it’s too gay for him and back off. I doubt Garble will even show up.”

Garble. That was a situation on its own. “He… didn’t seem to like my suggestion much. The way he glared me down didn’t help me build confidence either. So, I can assume he’s a no-show.”

Soon, a startling thought came to mind. “What if no one shows up? If they decide that this is truly a stupid idea, then I will not only fail to get more gems, but I’ll probably be ridiculed for it!”

Fizzle sunk lower into the pool. His snout stayed up to allow him to breathe. Maybe this wasn’t such a good idea after all.

He relaxed in the lava for the next several hours. He would do his best performance if he was wound up. If there was a performance to give, that is. The time was inching ever closer for the dragons to show up, and Fizzle was becoming even more nervous as time went on. Expectations were rising; his heart began to race; there was anxiety building up. And then the time came for them to arrive. He lifted himself out of the hot lava and waited by his stone tablet.

And he waited…

And waited…

And waited. His hopes began to wane. Thirty minutes had passed and not a single dragon had shown up. Fizzle fiddled with his claws, a frown forming on his face.

“Maybe they’re just extremely late,” he said to himself. “After all, these dragons aren’t the brightest fruit in the bunch. I’m sure they’ll show up in due time.”

And so the waiting commenced, and his frown grew deeper with every passing minute. Nearly an hour had passed, and not a single dragon showed up. Fizzle had to face facts. His plan was in shambles. There was no point in waiting around for a bunch of no-shows.

“Well, it was worth the shot.” Fizzle sighed and picked up the tablet. He lowered his head and began walking back home. “I’ll just have to wait until an opportunity to harvest gems arises.”

“Uh, hey! You still doing the… you know?”

Fizzle’s tail perked up and he turned around. There was one dragon who decided to show up, and it wasn’t really a surprise who it was.

“Oh, hey, Pudge,” Fizzle greeted, placing the tablet back against the rock. He looked at the bounty Pudge brought along. His hands were filled with a colorful assortment of shiny gems. How long does this guy plan on doing this with me? “Yeah, the service is still going. You’re actually the first one to show up.”

“Well, that’s not really surprising,” Pudge said, placing the gems on the ground. “I mean, I’m just their little guinea pig, anyway...”

“What?”

“I’ll explain in a minute,” Pudge replied, scratching the back of his head. “Can we… well… talk in the lava pool?”

He had a nervous expression to him, looking around and blushing madly. This was something that Fizzle could work in his favor. Vulnerability is a profitable thing.

“Um, sure. Why not?” Fizzle slowly returned back into the pool. It didn’t feel as nice as when he originally took a dip, but it was still a pleasant experience. It would have been better if Pudge didn’t dive bomb into the pool and splash lava all over his face, but no harm was done.

Pudge rose from the lava, blowing smoke from his nostrils.

“Ah, almost forgot how amazing this feels,” he said, putting his arms behind his back.

“Yeah, it does,” Fizzle responded. There was an awkward silence for a while. Pudge’s eyes shifted away from the Fizzle’s. It was apparent that Pudge wasn’t going to make any attempt to explain himself, not without leadway at least.

“Well, why did you say you were the guinea pig?” Fizzle asked.

Pudge remained silent. His face reddened under his brown scales. Fizzle waited patiently for the dragon to answer his question.

“Um…”

Fizzle hummed curiously, putting a claw against his cheeks.

“Well, the dragons were talking this morning… and… well…”

“Yeah?”

“Well, it’s kind of a long story.”

“I don’t trust that queer.”

Garble gathered up the dragons early that morning for a last-minute meeting. Many showed up; they were concerned about yesterday’s proposition as well.

“What are you yammering about now, Garble?” a emerald dragon questioned.

“I’m talking about that Fizzle character, Chrome!” Garble exclaimed. “Something about him just doesn’t sit right with me.”

“What, is it the fact that you have to pay three gems to stick your jimmy in his mouth, or the fact that you have to pay at all?” Ember quipped, eliciting a few chuckles from the crowd.

“Ha ha, very funny, Ember,” Garble said, not finding his little joke amusing. “But I’m just being cautious. No normal guy would give himself off so willingly.”

“Who’s to say he’s normal?” Chrome asked.

“That’s the problem! We don’t know what this guy has! He could be hiding some kind of ass cancer or something.”

“Ass cancer?”

“Yeah! Like… well… you stick your penis in the holy of holies and he starts spreading some kind of disease that makes you limp or something.”

The dragons glared at Garble’s shoddy reasoning.

“Garble, I think you just made some crap up,” Chrome said.

“I agree. Who the hell ever heard of infectious ass cancer?” Ember agreed.

“All I’m saying is that no one is that easy or willing to put out like that,” Garble said. “If I were you guys, I’d advise you to not go to this…”

“Oh, for the love of… will you shut up!” Pudge’s outburst caused the crowd to stare back at him. Garble was shocked himself. “Look, if you don’t like the fact that you couldn’t come up with anything better, that’s your damn problem. All this seems like is a crummy attempt to slander someone else so you don’t look like a jackass!”

Garble clenched his fist in anger, ready to maul the fat dragon for his outburst. However, he instead opted to take a deep breath and chuckled deviously. Pudge’s confidence soon faded when he noticed Garble’s smirk.

“Well, obviously, you two seem to be butt buddies, so why don’t you go out there and see how the service is for us, then?” Garble suggested.

“W-What?”

“You heard me. If he doesn’t have this ass cancer and I’m in fact being a jackass, then you should have nothing to fear.”

Pudge gulped, heat rushing swiftly to his face. He was still on the fence about even taking part in Fizzle’s services, and there he was, being thrown in the middle of it, forced to be the test dummy for the dragons.

“Um, you know, I’m not quite in the mood right now. I think… maybe someone else who is just a tad bit more pent-up than me should go out and give it a try.” Pudge tried to sway the job onto another dragon. Garble laughed at his hesitation.

“Really? ‘Cause I think someone who was so quick to jump at Fizzle’s defense should have the first honor.”

“Well, I’m just not up to it right now. I just think someone else should do it.”

A condescending smile formed on Garble’s face. “Very well then.” He turned towards the other dragons and asked, “anyone willing to take the place of this wimp here, and test out our little gem whore? What about you, Chrome?”

“Naw! I think I would rather wait around.”

Pudge’s face was heavy with sweat.

“What about you, Ember?”

“I already said I wasn’t touching the fag. Why the hell would I test him out?”

“Good point, don’t you think, Pudge?” Garble nudged Pudge with his elbow, adding insult to injury. “Hey, what about you, Flint? Willing to take this guy’s place?”

The deep-blue dragon put a claw against his chin to think on the idea. It was an interesting idea, and he wasn’t one to deny an interesting day. Flint opened his mouth.

“Well, Pudge, I think you’re out of luck. Even nice guy Flint over here doesn’t want to go for it!”

Flint just sighed and let Garble have his fun.

“Well, if no one else is going to do it, then it looks like the job still falls on you, Pudge.”

Pudge sighed and accepted his fate. With nothing else to do among the dragons, he slowly trudged towards the lava pit to greet Fizzle.

“Tell us if it was good, Pudge!” Garble shouted. “Oh, and be careful not to contract his ass cancer!”

“Ass cancer?”

Pudge’s nods were enough to make Fizzle groan. Leave it to Garble to make something stupid up on the fly. Still, it explained why no one else was showing up.

“So, you’re basically the test dummy for the group?” Fizzle asked.

“Well, yeah,” Pudge answered. “B-But I didn’t really want to do it, honest! I mean, why would I ever want to have sex with a dragon like y…” Pudge covered his mouth when he realized what was about to spill out. “I mean, not that you aren’t attractive or anything… NO! Wait… I…”

Fizzle chuckled at the bumbling Pudge. It’s a good thing he wasn’t asking to be wined and dined by the dragon, otherwise this would have been a disappointing experience.

“Dude, just calm down. This isn’t a date or anything! We’re both here because we both have our own desires, and we’re willing to take desperate measures for them to be fulfilled. Am I wrong?”

Pudge shook his head.

“Then there’s nothing to be embarrassed about. I mean, just think about this as just another day jerking off--”

“Wait… what was that?”

“Oh, nothing!” Fizzle shifted his attention away from the confused Pudge. He couldn’t believe he almost let that slip. “Anyway, like I was saying, we’re both here for something. I want the gems, and in return, I give you what you want. That sound fair?”

“Well, yeah,” Pudge said.

“So, why not get things started?” Fizzle wasn’t sure how exactly to attract a male too well, but if he wanted to get in a good word, he was going to have to put on an impressive show. He turned around and slowly lifted himself out of the pool, leaning over to give Pudge a good view of his rear. “I’m ready when you are.”

For added effect, Fizzle swayed his backside, flicking his tail side-to-side in the process, teasing poor Pudge into following him. Pudge was blushing, and interestingly enough, smiling back. Fizzle took Pudge’s horny glance as a sign that he was doing a good job.

Pudge clumsily exited the pool and followed Fizzle towards the chart.

“So, what do you want me to do for your first go?” Fizzle asked. Pudge looked carefully at the chart, analyzing all the possibilities. The choices alone were getting Pudge aroused, something that Fizzle started noticing, even though he kept his eyes towards Pudge and not his prize.

“Um, can I do two at once?” Pudge asked nervously.

“Of course!” Fizzle replied enthusiastically. “I’ll just charge you for both services.”

“Well, that doesn’t seem too bad,” Pudge stated. When he made his decision, he walked up to the mass amount of gems he brought, and picked five of the ripest ones in the batch. Fizzle looked in awe at his first sale.

“Wow, trying to make a good first impression, I see,” Fizzle teased.

“Well, just hoping that this will encourage you to make a good first impression.” Pudge chuckled nervously.

“I’ll do my best.” Fizzle winked and took the gems from him. “So, I’m assuming you want the tug and blow combo, right?”

Pudge nodded, face still red from both nervousness and eagerness.

“Very well then. Go prop yourself on that rock and spread your legs. The fun’s about to begin.” That’s what you say when you’re about to go down on a guy, right?

Fizzle did his best to make the scenario less awkward than it already was, even though he didn’t have an earthly idea of what he was doing.

Pudge rested along the rock and splayed his legs, displaying his dragon girth. It wasn’t too big, but its width all but made up for it. First customer, and Fizzle was already questioning if he bit off more than he could chew. But a paying customer deserved to be happy, so he had to deal with it.

Fizzle slowly walked towards the rock formation, painfully slow from the perspective of Pudge. His penis was throbbing with anticipation, and it was becoming something that Pudge couldn’t bear anymore.

“Could… Could you just please hurry up?” Pudge pleaded. “I kinda want to get this over with.”

“Whatever you want, Pudgy.” It was a clumsy attempt at being provocative, but an attempt no less. When Fizzle was in reach, he got on his knees and observed what he would be playing with.

The sight of it was enough to make Fizzle flush. The pink flesh was throbbing, healthy, and thick. Not much when it came to the length, but the girth more than made up for it. This was going to be a jawbreaker, and something that could leave Fizzle sore if he was unfortunate enough to have it inserted into him.

“Alright, here goes nothing.” Fizzle clutched the penis with his right hand. Fizzle felt the heat radiating off of it, how hard and firm it was. He couldn’t quite wrap his entire hand around it, but he had enough to make it work. Immediately and swiftly, he jerked his hand up, pulling the folds of the phallus with it.

“OW!” Pudge growled. “Not so rough!”

“Sorry.” Fizzle flinched at the outburst. He tried going a little slower and not as hard, still receiving mixed results.

“This… feels awkward,” Pudge said. “I mean, I know you’re trying and all, but you’re tugging away while I’m dry and I’m… well I’m very sensitive here. So please… could you solve this?”

Well, there goes making a good first impression, Fizzle thought to himself. I might still have a chance to salvage this situation.

Out of curiosity, Fizzle spat on his hands, lathering them with his saliva. The act was gross, but if what he had in mind was true, this would make the experience a little more enjoyable. With his hands lubed with his spit, Fizzle tenderly grasped Pudge’s penis, slowly stroking it.

“Ooooh. Much better…” Pudge purred and moaned, making Fizzle smile. He was doing a lot better, which was good. Now, he needed to make Pudge want more of it. Fizzle pulled up and down on the fleshy folds, making Pudge moan loudly. His tongue flopped out of his mouth.

“This… is so good…” Pudge moaned. “So much better than doing it my…”

Pudge stopped himself mid-sentence, partially due to pleasure, and partially because he didn’t want his embarrassing secret to slip. Though, there wasn’t much to hide or be embarrassed of anymore, seeing how he was getting a handjob from another male.

Fizzle continued molding Pudge’s cock like clay, carefully tugging and stroking his member. Pudge’s pre dripped down on top of Fizzle’s hands, lubing him up even more. Fizzle also felt himself grow in arousal, though he ignored it to do his job.

“Hey, you’re good and all…” Pudge grunted, feeling pretty close to erupting, “but… I don’t want to blow before…”

“Oh, yeah right!” Fizzle was so lost in the moment, that he almost forgot about the other portion of his service. Fizzle let go of Pudge’s penis, and looked up at the flushed, horny dragon before him. He was certainly doing his job right by the facial expression Pudge was giving. That big, dopey grin with his tongue lolling sideways was evident enough.

Fizzle placed his hands along Pudges thighs and lowered his head towards his phallus. The scent was strong and musky; the smell of sweat and semen filled Fizzle’s nostrils, making him second-guess the action.

No! No backing down now! Fizzle internally encouraged himself. It might smell like a bum who hadn’t bathed in weeks, but you gotta make sacrifices for the things that you like! “Okay, ready when you are.”

Pudge was at a loss of words. All he could do was nod his head like a hopeless kid. With that, Fizzle giggled and opened his mouth.

“Wait! Y-You do know how to do this, right?”

No, not really. “Well, I know that I’m not supposed to bite it,” Fizzle answered. Pudge began to sweat in fear. Fizzle’s inexperience could do more harm than good. Fizzle could tell that he was becoming nervous, so he needed to make sure that things would go well.

Without another thought, Fizzle lowered his mouth on the penis, trying to get a good amount in without choking. That was deemed harder than it looked by both the girth and the taste.

Celestia, this tastes awful! Fizzle gagged while trying to suck off Pudge, who, in his own uneasy fear, began to feel waves of pleasure ripple through him. I’ve eaten slop that tastes better than this! Fizzle grumbled and groaned by the taste and the girth, stretching his lips farther than he was used to. Just grin and bear it. I just got to get him off, and be done with it.

With that, he slowly began bobbing his head down on Pudge’s penis. His jaws were becoming sore as he moved down, and the taste left a lot to be desired, but he pressed on for his gems. Fizzle lapped his tongue around the base, taking in more of his scent than he wished. It was almost as if he was cleaning his pudge with his tongue.

His strokes and laps were inexperienced and unrefined. If Pudge would grade the effectiveness of his blowjob, Fizzle would probably only get maybe a six out of ten for his efforts. But the important thing was that he was trying; he was doing it without complaining; and, strangely enough, Pudge enjoyed the inexperience of Fizzle more than he could imagine.

“Oh man! I’m getting pretty close!” Pudge exclaimed, placing the palm of his hands of the back of Fizzle’s head, forcing him down on his cock. Fizzle barely had any air. He was completely at the mercy of Pudge, hanging on limited air on his filthy, pulsing penis.
“Oh man! You’re so good. I think I might have to pay a little… aaah… extra to blow in… your pretty little mouth!”

Pretty little mouth? Fizzle didn’t know whether that was an actual comment or lust-fueled talks. Though it was really hard to gather his thoughts while he was being shoved down a meaty, thick dick. Pudge’s grunts grew louder and more feral. He was reaching his climax, gritting his teeth to hold back for a few more seconds.

“Looks like someone’s having fun!”

“Gaah!” Startled by the sudden intruder, Pudge shoved Fizzle down completely to the base, shooting his load down Fizzle’s throat. The force in his cum streamed down Fizzle’s throat, almost completely bypassing his tonsils. Though, if it tasted anything like his penis did, Fizzle wasn’t going to complain about a lack of taste. What he was going to complain about was his lack of air. That’s one way he didn’t want to die: at the end of some dragons cock.

Fizzle flailed his arms, grabbing the waist of a startled and embarrassed Pudge to signal he needed air. Pudge let go of Fizzle’s head, allowing him to slip off of his penis and take a deep gasp for air, coughing and panting in the process.

“You really worked him good, huh, Pudge?” Chrome stated with a smirk. He and nearly all of the male dragons were standing close by. “You also looked like you enjoyed it.”

Pudge’s face was completely red. He covered his receding penis and smiled awkwardly at the gang. “H-How long were you watching?”

Chrome and the other dragons chuckled. “Oh don’t worry, Pudge. We only got to see the last three minutes of it.”

“Three minutes!” Pudge turned away from the crowd, too ashamed to look at them.

“Hey, no reason to be ashamed, buddy,” Chrome replied. “You were desperate, and you did something to help relieve yourself. You were also the brave one by testing out the little whore here. So be happy! You did us all a service.”

Chrome turned towards Fizzle, who was on all fours, gagging and coughing, trying to regain some air. “And as for you, Fizzle, he isn’t your last customer for the day. There are many dragons who are lined up, ready to take you for a spin. Think you can handle us?”

Fizzle didn’t have the strength to say anything, so he opted to nod in agreement.

“That’s all we needed to know.” Chrome extended his wings and began flying in the air. “We’ll be back in a few minutes, so stay put. We got a lot of gems to gather if we want to enjoy this to the fullest.”

The other dragons took off or walked towards their caverns, gathering the fees for the service. Fizzle watched as the dragons left, knowing that his break was not going to last long. The turnout was much bigger than he expected. After his go with Pudge, the others wanted to get in on the action. He was going to be drowning in gems by the end of the day. Athough after his experience with Pudge, he was really reconsidering the entire thing.

“Sooo…” Pudge walked up to Fizzle, looking down at him. “Do you want me to pay the extra two gems now, or after you get back on your feet?”

Fizzle plopped down on the ground, already tired of the whole deal. All it took was one blowjob to make him already rethink his services.

Then again, his stomach was picky.

Man, this is going to be a long day.