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A New Adventure	By : reves_damour Category: +1 through F > Dragon Tales Views: 6636 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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    The sun had yet to clear the horizon when Emmy slowly awoke in her bed. The first hints of dawn were coming in through the window. She was so excited about all the adventures they were going to have today. She looked around her room, seeing Enrique sleeping on the floor between her bed and Max's bed. Both kids had thrown their sheets off, since Florida nights usually stay quite warm and this one had been no exception. They both looked cute and peaceful. Emmy felt bad about what she was about to do, but it had to be done. She took one more look at the two innocent boys and then ...
   Emmy turned on the lights. Enrique was the first to open his eyes, sitting up and stretching while giving a loud yawn. The light reflected off of his bright yellow shirt, contrasting well with his black hair. Emmy thought he looked cuter than usual. "Hi Emmy. Do you know what time it is?" Max said in a grumpy but still cute way, saying it over a yawn of his own. Emmy then turned her eyes to Max. He had propped his back up against the wall, half sitting, half still lying down. His barely opened eyes looked like those of a cat who had a nap on his mind. Emmy then remembered to reply to his query, saying "It's time to go see our friends. Ord, Cassie, and Zak and Wheezie are all waiting for us!" with a loud voice to help wake the two sleepyheads. "Oh yeah. Let's go!" said Max.
   Emmy was one step ahead of the two boys, and told them that they'll probably be spending the night in Dragon Land. Luckily time doesn't pass the same way here as it does in Dragon Land, so their parents won't get worried as they won't actually miss a day on Earth, but they still need to pack whatever they'll need.
   Max scratched his crotch, forcing out the stale air in his jeans and underwear and trying to dry his slightly sweaty privates. Sleeping in his pants hadn't been such a swell idea, even if it was the lazy and convenient thing to do. "I'm going to bring my jammies," he told Emmy, who thought it was a good idea and went to fetch both his and her pyjamas. "Enrique, did you bring your pyjamas?" Enrique responded that he did, and he fetched them out of his backpack. They were a pair of soft, warm, stretchy, felt-like dark green pyjamas, which were held up around the waist by a snug elastic band and an optional drawstring. The top consisted of a long-sleeve shirt of the same material. Both the shirt and the pants had stretchy material on the hems to ensure an air-tight but comfortable seal around the neck, wrists, ankles, and between the shirt and pants. Emmy folded them carefully and placed them in Enrique's backpack.
   She then went back to the open dresser, rummaged around a bit, and pulled out Max's pyjamas. They were a one-piece dark-blue outfit that covered just about his entire body. Only the head and the two hands stuck out. They even had feet on the bottom so that his toes wouldn't get cold at night. The pyjamas were made of a warm felt-like but non-elastic material, which was cut quite loose so as to allow unconstrained movement. They were held closed by three buttons that ran down the front. "Yeah, I love those." said Max, and then Emmy proceeded to fold them and placed them in Max's backpack.
   Lastly, she pulled out her pyjamas. They were two-piece pyjamas, like Enrique's, but without any elastic fittings (other than the waistband), like Max's. They had a print design of golden dragons over a red backgroud, with the fabric being similar to Max's, but a little less fuzzy. The shirt was held together by three buttons, and the pants were held up by an elastic and a drawstring. She folded them and placed them in her backpack.
   Max then decided to bring some food. Seeing as Emmy had taken care of his clothes, he went to the kitchen and prepared food for the three of them. Dragonberries do taste good, but it would be nice to have some other food as well. He made a dozen peanut butter and jelly sandwiches, secured two baguettes (a crunchy type of French bread in the shape of a stick), got a plastic bottle of peanuts, and filled a large flask with about five liters of water. He brought them back their bedroom and Emmy carefully distributed them among the three backpacks.
   Enrique felt like he hadn't been helping out. "Is there something I could do?" Emmy reassured him, telling him that being the navigator is a big task, and that she loves him.
   The three children then went into the playroom, took the dragon scale, recited the rhyme, and were whisked away to Dragon Land.
   Ord, Wheezie and Zak, and Cassie were all waiting for them. The three materialized in front of Ord, who proceeded to give them one of his traditional hugs, eliciting a "You're squishing me!" out of the smallest child. Zak then gave everyone a flashlight, and remembering what Ord had asked, gave Ord twenty extra batteries and both spare flashlights.
   "What are we waiting for. Let's go!" said an overly enthusiastic Wheezie, and the three humans mounted their dragons, Enrique riding Zak and Wheezie, Emmy riding Cassie, and Max riding on Ord's back. With a push of their legs, the dragons rapidly rose into the sky. Within a few minutes, they had reached a cruising altitude of around 500 meters (1/3rd of a mile for people who prefer customary measure).
   Dragon Land was beautiful when seen from the sky. Below them was the School in the Sky, the caves and knuckerholes that the dragons lived in, and the large, grassy commons in front of the school where most activities were organized. In front of them were the Stickleback Mountains, which were a series of steep peaks that resembled stalagmites in shape, although they were at least a thousand times larger. How they resisted the pull of gravity or had been uplifted in the first place was a mystery. Unlike on Earth, there were no farms. Despite their large size, dragons are fruitivores, subsisting on the abundant dragonberries, and had no need for cultivation. Instead, the rolling hills of the lowlands below them were a series of woods and copses, of clearings and meadows, and of streams and ponds. Behind them was Snowy Summit, a tall mountain in the shape of a stratovolcano with most of it's surface covered by clean, white snow. Hills and mountains extended as far as the eye could see in all other directions, but the children weren't able to recognize any more of them.
   They made good time through the windless atmosphere, reaching the entrance of the cave in about half an hour. The dragons landed and the humans dismounted, Max sliding down Ord's back like it was a slide, while Enrique and Emmy got off in a mannar similar to how a human dismounts a horse. Enrique read the barometer. It read 97.3 kPa, which corresponded to what his map said it should be at the entrance. The group took a few steps into the narrowing opening of the cave, stepping out of the direct sunlight and into the shade. "So this is it," said Enrique. "Ahead of us is the largest" "and darkest," added Ord "cave in all of Dragon Land." Everyone took out their flashlights and turned them on, and the group proceeded to enter the cave, the leader Cassie leading the way with Enrique at her side to direct her.
   The air inside was cool but dry. The first kilometer or so consisted of a slightly winding but mostly straight lava tube, roughly 5 meters in diamater. Within two hundred paces, the only light that remained was the glow from their flashlights. Ord was very scared, but was able to keep it in for now. They soon arrived at a small chamber, with a smaller tube branching off and the main tube continuing ahead of them. Ord couldn't keep his fears in anymore, and said "I'm really scared. What if we get lost. This place looks like a maze, or, it would look like a maze if I could see, but all there is is black. Help me Max."
   Max was more than happy to help. He climbed up on Ord, straddled his legs around his neck to get a better grip, and then leaned forward. Ord was pleasantly surprised to see Max's face right in front of his face, and upside down no less. "You're funny" he said, giggling a little. Max sat upright again, seated on Ord's head, suggesting "Those dragonberries in your horde are smelling awfully tasty." Ord liked this idea. "Here, let me help you down." Ord said, as he raised his arms. Max then lowered his legs in front of Ord's face, and Ord grabbed Max under his armpits with a firm grab, which left Max without any doubts of being dropped. He then lowered Max to the ground, and Max dug into Ord's horde.
   Each hand came back up with a plump dragonberry. "For my best friend." said Max, as he handed one of them to Ord, who proptly ate it in one bite. Max started chewing on his dragon berry the way a rodent nibbles at a nut. It could have been messy, but the usually reckless Max was careful not to get any dragonberry juice on his shirt, since it wouldn't be easy to get a change of clothes and he figured sticky clothes might get in the way of the fun he wanted to have with Ord after he lit up his badge. Ord couldn't be satisfied with just one dragonberry and grabbed a heaping handful out of his horde, which with Ord's large size meant a good twenty to fourty kilos of food. Just like the single dragonberry, they all went down in one large, juicy, and messy bite.
   "Ord, lift me up" said Max, having a tasty idea. Ord grabbed Max under his armpits securely, and lifted him up to his face. Max then proceeded to lick the juice off of his muzzle, cleaning him and getting a tasty treat at the same time. "Thanks Max. Ooh, that tickles. Not so fast." Ord enjoyed the treatment and attention. Max's tongue felt good on his sensitive muzzle, each lick getting rid of a little more of the sticky juice. Ord's dragon badge started to glow and hum. Max noticed and told him "Look at your badge. It's glowing." "Oh, I did do it. I was scared because it was dark, but then you helped me out, and made me forget completely about how dark it was, and now my badge is glowing, and we're going to have lots of fun. Thanks Max." Max smiled for a moment, then licked the last of the juice off of Ord's face. It felt different this time. Before it just tickled a bit, but now the feel of his small friend's tongue sent a small wave of pleasure underneath his skin.[1]
   Max noticed the smile in Ord's face, and tried licking him again a little more forcefully. "Keep doing it" was all Ord could say. Max kept licking at his face, licking as hard as he could and enjoying how he was making Ord so happy. He then tried rubbing his hair against Ord's nose. It did feel good, but it wasn't a wise idea. "Max, I, I, have to" as he was building up a sneeze. Being the good dragon that he was, he carefully put Max down and then let out his huge sneeze, facing his face down one of the lava tubes so that none of his friends would feel the effect. Ord figured it might be easier to touch each other if he was on Max's level, so he lied down belly-first. Just Ord's head was large enough that it came up a few centimeters above Max's belt, and Max was standing.
   Max gave Ord a full-body hug, his shoes wedged under Ord's chin, his crotch against his nose, and his fluffy black hair tickling Ord's closed eyelids. It was bliss to Ord. Never before had a hug felt so good. He wanted more of Max. He opened his mouth a bit and stuck out his tongue, reaching up a little to taste whatever that good smelling part of Max was that was rubbing up against his nose. The coarse texture of the brown denim felt nice to his tongue and he enjoyed the heat and odors that were seeping out. Max had sweat a good amount during the night, filling the crotch of his jeans with plenty of smell and taste for Ord. Having his privates licked, even if there was a thick, protective layer of denim sheltering him and keeping his penis dry, felt wonderful to Max. He continued to return the favor by licking Ord's exposed face and rubbing his unruly hair against the upper part of Ord's face.
   Max suddenly had a naughty idea. "Hey Ord, would you want to lick what's under my clothes?" Ord loved that idea. His jeans were good, but underneath might be even better. "That's a great idea," he said, while still vigorously rubbing Max's cotton fabric. Normally Max would be worried about merely showing his underwear, but he was getting close to his orgasm and didn't care right now. He lifted his head up off of Ord's face so that he could see and pointed his flashlight downwards, the light brightly illuminating his slightly bulging brown crotch. His free hand set to work sabotaging his pants, starting with the belt. He pulled the free end out of the belt loops of his jeans, so that the buckle could be undone. He then pulled on the belt a bit and let it go, causing the buckle to lose its grip. He pulled on the buckle, completely removing the belt in one long motion. Max liked having his jeans ride high, but even without a belt, they were at no risk of falling off or even exposing his underwear, as the copper button in the front held his waistband together.
   Both Ord and Max were on the edge. Max had one hand on his button, trying to coax it to release its grip, but it was hard to do with all the endorphins rushing through his brain. Heck, sometimes Max had to ask Emmy for help, and that was when he was totally calm. Ord had started rythmically nudging his nose against his crotch, and the double attack of tongue and nose, even through that brown fuzzy layer, was too much. Max could no longer be bothered, dropping his flashlight and leaving his button alone. With both hands he cradled Ord's cheeks, and started humping vigorously against his friend's nose.
   All Ord could manage to moan was "Max ... harder please ... Max." Max liked hearing his name, and knowing that his friend loved what he was doing as much as he did, he rammed his thick denim even harder against his friend's face. It was too much for both boys, and soon they were enjoying their first orgasms.
   Max's skin felt warm, tickly, and especially good all over. Waves of pleasure radiated from his crotch, making him even happier each time a wave reached his brain. Ord was feeling a similar sensation. It was mostly confined to his head, but it was strong. Instead of waves, he felt powerful pulses of pleasure, the brain both receiving and emitting the signal. His face, even the parts that weren't up against Max, felt an intense sensation, and Ord was enjoying every moment of it.
   Their orgasms finished, Ord closed his eyes and Max collapsed onto Ord, resting on his head and curled up in the fetal position. Both boys had large smiles on their faces, and they were so happy that they came to the cave. Ord was willing to go into 1,000 more caves just to have one more experience like this with Max.

[1] Author's Note: Since sex naturally isn't in the Dragon Tales canon, I've taken the liberty of deciding how it works with dragons. It does take two dragons to make a fertile egg, but sex isn't used in the process (instead, it's a form of magic, a little like how dragons can fly, and it is a completely platonic and willful act). Instead, sex is something that dragons do for fun and, in child dragons, it must be earned by activating their dragon badges. Not being needed for reproduction, they have no genitals, and aren't particularly sensitive in that area. Instead, they are most sensitive on their faces. Behind the ears, under the neck, and the tip of the tail are other sensitive spots. Dragons can have orgasms, but lacking genitals, there are no fluids emitted, even among adult dragons.
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