S0165 Adult Story

Characters Kokurou

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Dreams or Nightmares

It was dark, that was the first thing the big dragon Kokurou first noticed.  The room he was in seemed to be heavily padded, from the walls, and even the floor beneath his strong feet.  Throwing punches and trying to break down the walls proved futile, the padding soft enough to absorb the blows, and whatever was behind the padding was too strong for the big dragon to break through.

Taking quick stock of the situation, Kokurou soon realized he was naked, and without any of his possessions.  This wouldn't be that big a deal, except the last thing the dragon remembered was hitting the showers after a big game.  After cleaning off in the showers, all that Kokurou could remember was darkness and waking up in this black room.

"Is anyone there!?" Koku shouted, the brown-furred dragon called out, pounding on the wall as if to make a noise outside the heavy padding.  Silence met the brown dragons cries.  "Jam? Z.Z.?  Anyone?!"

No sound answered Koku's cries, setting in the true sense of being alone, helpless and completely trapped.  Sitting down against one wall, Koku tried to think his way out of this mess, feeling the soft padding pressing against his naked form. 

After some time, the sound of hissing entered the dragons ears, a hidden speaker system coming to life as that soft kissing masks all other sounds, even Koku's soft breathing is drowned out, leaving the dragon floating in black silence.

Under that hissing, barely audible to even Koku's keen hearing are soft sounds akin to a gently speaking voice.  Like a crowd whispering in a vast hall, no words can be distinguished, however the hissing and gentle droning sounds soon lull the big dragon to sleep in his padded prison.

With Koku incapacitated and pacified for the time being, a figure watching Koku fall asleep on a night vision camera hidden in one corner turns to a tan-skinned male kneeling beside him. "MMmm, I see he was as easy to catch as you were.  Now my Slave, perhaps you would like to join him, and show him the pleasures of obedience."

The tan skinned male bowed low, kissing the figgures booted feet.  "Yes Master, Slave Jam will obey"

Kokurou woke, sweating and panting, looking around his room... HIS room, not some black cell, his room.  clothing and equipment scattered around, familiar posters and furniture greeted his eyes.

"W-what the?  A dream?"

The big dragon shook his head, climbing out of his messy bed to quickly shower and clean off.  Making his way through his apartment as he idly tugged at a pair of briefs he wore.  They looked more like surfing speedos than anything else, but fit the brown furred dragon nicely.

The feeling of warm water washing through his soft fur helped relax Koku a bit, easing the discomfort from a long day of working out, and the discomfort from tossing and turning from that weird dream.  With the water flowing, and his thoughts drifting to yesterday's workout, Koku found his thoughts lingering on his best friend and workout partner Jam. 

Arc Jam is a dragon similar to Koku, in fact if many didn't know better, they'd swear the two were brothers.  Both dragons share a unique ancestry, marking them from the usual scaled brethren that pass by.  Aside from their almost equine muzzles, their fur and body otherwise giving them a unique look.

As Kokurou finished his shower, he stretched and took care of drying off.  Careful not to get the floor too wet before walking out into the main room of his apartment.  Moving to the kitchen and making himself something to eat, he idly tries to recall that dream, the details fading away as he wakes and can’t quite remember what was so unsettling about it.

Taking a glance at the clock, Koku nearly choked on his toast, quickly gathering up his clothing and uniform, making a mad dash down to the beach.  His shift was almost going to start, and if he was late one more time, the boss would really let him get it.

The beach was Packed!  With the seasons best beach days for the next few days on the weather channel brought out All the beach goers.  From families and groups, to single men and women of all species and ages.  Koku managed to make his way to the office, sliding in and putting his clothing in the locker and changing into his uniform, that familiar red speedo with the white cross, and the white muscle-shirt with the words “Life Guard” across the back in bold red lettering. 

Before heading out onto the beach, the brown-furred dragon was confronted by the boss, a large white dragon that looked down at him, the standard lifeguard whistle swaying before his eyes.  “Forgetting something Kokurou?  Can’t let you go out without your Whistle.”

Koku seemed to space out for a moment, before folding his ears back and taking the whistle, putting it around his neck. “Sorry boss, Seem to have lost mine.” 

His boss just chuckles, patting his shoulder. “It’s fine, happens man.  Glad to see you’re early this time, a whole hour to boot.”

Koku looked up surprised, eyes snapping to the clock on the wall as he nearly blushes.  Daylight Savings time… everything went an hour ahead last night and he forgot to set the clocks.  “Oh man… thought I was going to be late… forgot to set the time.”

His boss just laughs, grinning softly and nodding. “No worry, Arc’s not here yet, and the shark’s got the north sector of the beach under control.  We got a wolf on the south end, so that’s alteast covered.  Don’t worry about it this time.” 

With one hand, Koku was led to the office, a fresh pot of coffee and donuts fresh from the store waiting.  The boss taking a seat at his desk, booted feet lifting up and thumping down on the top. 

Koku glanced back, his eyes caught by the heavy boots, something stirring inside him, but quickly passing as he grabs some coffee.  “Sorry boss, woke up from a rough night, not to mention the hard workout Jam put me through… Seems he’s been on a muscle-kick more than usual.” 

His boss just chuckles, muscled arms behind his horns as he just relaxes, nothing big happening today it seems.  Despite the number of people on the beach, there seemed to be a sense of controlled chaos.  Not a lot requiring much attention thankfully.  As Koku enjoys the snacks, relaxing a bit from that adrenaline rush getting to work, his boss gets up and steps out to take care of a few things on the beach. 

A few minutes into that quiet time, about a half hour before his shift started, Koku was interrupted from his relaxation by a familiar voice calling out from the hall. “Hey Hey Kokurou!  You sleep well last night?” 

Jam stood in the door, the tan dragon’s hide fresh from the showers, sliding into his uniform and swinging his whistle teasingly on one finger.  “Can’t WAIT to get back to the gym tonight, gonna really give it to you this time.  You’re starting to go soft bud, and we know we can’t have that!”

Koku gave a silent groan, but chuckles at his best friend, finishing his coffee. “Yeah yeah, ‘though I had a hard time sleeping from that workout.   Where’d you learn those routines?”

Arc Jam grinned and flexed one arm, the muscles all along the arm flexing tightly.  Koku had to admit, whatever new work Jam found, was working.  He couldn’t deny that ache after the workouts, his muscles almost quivering from the intense workout last night. 

Koku just shakes his head, sitting back and looking up at the clock.  “We got a half hour before our shifts, the boss’ out taking care of his own things.” 

Jam nods, chuckling and moving in close as one hand presses down on his best friends crotch, giving that bulging speedo a squeeze as his other hand reaches behind Koku to fill up a cup of coffee before he steps back and takes a sip.

Koku gave a soft grunt at the grip, both of them had played around and wrestled enough to be comfortable with such advances, even enjoying teasing each other after a long workout.  ‘though for some reason he felt more from that grip.

Jam however leaned back against the wall, idly swinging his whistle teasingly before him while downing that coffee.  Koku felt a little tired, his eyes seeming to follow the whistle as his muscles slowly relax.  Jam grins, tail swaying gently as he smiles. “That’s it, It’s been a while since you got to Relax, hasn’t it Kokurou.” 

That soft voice seemed to drone on, Koku’s thoughts fading under that monotone as he visibly relaxed to the point of almost falling asleep.  Before he could sink under completely, Jam started shaking his shoulder, chuckling and getting him to wake up.  “Come on man, the coffee’s supposed to wake you up, not put you to sleep.  Heh, guess we should skip the gym tonight if you’re so tired.”

Koku shook his head, blinking in surprise as he glances around, Jam’s slightly worried yet playful face just inches from his.  With a light blush, the brown-furred dragon rubbed his head lightly. “Ngh, sorry man… just tired I guess.”

Before either of them could say more, the chime on the clock signaled the change of hour, both Koku and Jam quickly made their way out to the beach, taking their stations and doing their jobs.  Koku felt a little odd the entire day, still slightly tired, and the sudden loss of time seemed to gnaw at the back of his mind weakly.

A few problems with rowdy beach goers were all that went on during the day.  Thankfully the weather was nice enough to keep most tempers from flaring up.  With their shift ending, Koku could only think of getting back to bed.  Jam looked quite tired from the day as well, changing with his friend and heading off to Koku’s place to chill and hang. 

“Man, you really are tired man, you allright?”  Jam helped Koku in, making sure his friend was comfortable before making something to eat. “Guess you worked out too hard the other day.  Guess I pushed you nice and hard too.”

Koku just shook his head, resting out on the couch as he drinks some coffee, feeling just out of it while Jam sits beside him.  Jam gives his friend a soft squeeze to his muscled thigh, looking worried yet sympathetic. 

Something seemed to tug at the both of them, the two handsome dragons moving close to each other.  Their lips touching softly eyes closing as they kissed for some time, it lasted for some time, just that simple touch, until Jams phone rang, startling them out of that contact with a blush to each handsome male’s cheeks. 

“Heh, um, I don’t know what came over me… just…”  Jam quickly answered the phone, saying only ‘hello’ before his entire posture seemed to relax, hand holding that phone up to his ear as Koku watched his friend almost start drooling.  Before Koku could snap his friend out of that daze, Jam hung up the phone, looking as energized and happy as before.

“Got a call from the boss, it’s time to surrender Kokurou” 

Koku blinked in confusion, before feeling something settle onto his mind, relaxing him and making it hard to resist as Jam started sliding his clothing off.  Both dragons stripping down slowly, Jam’s insistent suggestions to Surrender and just relax into it keeping Koku unable to truly fight back, slowly finding himself growing aroused as Jam stripped down and started kissing along Koku’s strong body.

“Master will be pleased… Jam has been training koku for some time now.. .wanting koku to be a good boy for Master..”  Jam’s eyes seemed glazed to Koku’s own foggy thoughts, finding it hard to resist and feeling an odd, almost primal surge of pleasure from the thought of this Master.

“Nnh.. w-what are you… oh Jam…”  Koku struggled to grip Jam’s shoulders, wanting to push him off, but barely able to hold on as wave after wave of inexplicable weakness and desire washed over him.  

Both dragons soon pressing against each other, muttering about submission and surrender, their strong, handsome bodies nude and sweating as they half-wrestle, half-hump each other in pleasurable submission.

Several hours pass, both dragons exhausting themselves, eyes glazed and empty, panting as their sweat covered bodies rest for a moment.  Jams phone ringing once more, being answered silently as Koku could almost hear a deep, smooth voice from the phone, not hearing any words, just that presence as Jam slowly stood over him.

“Master calls us to present ourselves.”  Jam took control, guiding the mind-fogged Kokurou into the bedroom and dressed each other in their gym clothing.  Koku felt a sense of ‘wrong’ but that was soon smoothed away as Jam kissed him deep, whispering of submission and devotion to their new master. 

Koku couldn’t resist, following Jam in a daze, both dragons driving towards the edge of the city, driving up to a farm house hidden back in the trees.  Getting out and entering the house without knocking, feeling light-headed and unfocused as they stood at attention in the livingroom. 

The TV was on, flickering lights and eye-catching patterns caught both males eyes as the world around them seemed to fade, both dragons kneeling down on the soft carpet, eyes glazing over as the images on the screen slowly wipe away their will and memories, emptying them for their new roles.

Several hours of mindless kneeling later, both males slowly wake as the lights are shut off, leather collars snug around their necks as soft whispers caress their ears. 

“Good Dragons surrender, desiring to serve their betters as they themselves submit without thought or need.”  Koku and Jam repeat those words, a steady tone of mindless surrender.  The feeling of warm leather around their necks, as they are slowly conditioned to submit to their new owner.

Once the conditioning was completed, both dragons were turned to face each other, the desire to make the others submit and serve growing within them, knowing that both belonged to their Master, and pleased to serve together.

Koku’s eyes closed slowly, feeling tired as a thought presses itself into his mind, the desire to sleep and dream.  The thought to forget and resume his life until Master calls.  Fading all thought into only an image of Jam kneeling before him, that strong body on display. 

“Sleep, my dragons.   Be ready for your Master to call you to serve”

Jam sat upright in bed, panting and shaking in fear.  That dream, felt so real.  He climbed out of bed and got himself something to drink looking in the mirror in the bathroom.  A handsome tan-skinned dragon stared back at him, the memory of that dream fading like the fog burned away by the sun, until all that was left was the memory that it was weird. 

Jam couldn’t quite place what he thought was wrong, remembering the dream was weird, but could no longer remember the details… The lights in the bathroom glinted off of the leather collar around his neck, one hand lifting up to touch the blank plate against his throat as he sighed. 

“Was just a dream… probably shouldn’t have had that week old hamburger before bed…”  A thought wormed his way into his mind, thinking of his old friend and workout partner.  “… Wonder how Kokurou is doing…”

~End?~

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