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Caught	By : LittleDoll Category: +1 through F > Dragon Flyz Views: 1594 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Dragon Flyz, nor any characters from it. I make no money from this story.

Chapter List
- 1-Love
- 2-Orgasm
- 3-Finger
- 4-Male Pregnancy
- 5-Softcore
- 6-Hardcore
- 7-Fantasy
- 8-Family
- 9-Whip
- 10-Costume/Regalia
- 11-Dominant
- 12-Bondage
- 13-Bed
- 14-Innocence
- 15-Insanity
- 16-Cry
- 17-Hold My Hand
- 18-Gangbang
- 19-Drugs/Alcohol
- 20-Strangulation
- 21-Fisting
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- 6
- 7
Disclaimer: I own nothing of Dragon Flyz, which is owned by Gaumont Pictures. Only the plot is mine and I make no money from this.
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Peak woke up a few hours later. At first, he almost thought he was home but then he actually opened his eyes and it all came rushing back to him.
Groaning, the teen sat up and shoved the blanket off, trying to remember when he'd gotten under it. Dread must have done that, though as for why, Peak wasn't sure.
Making sure his towel was secure, he went into the bathroom to get dressed. Only his uniform wasn't where he left it and a quick search of the bathroom showed it wasn't anywhere in there.
Swearing to himself, Peak left the bathroom to cross Dread's room to duck into his own little room. It wasn't there either, making the boy swear again. Going back into Dread's bedroom, the teen prowled around, trying to figure out where the mutant would have hidden his clothes.
The most obvious places didn't have them and Peak restrained himself from tearing through the room at random, though he was sorely tempted to do just that. Growling to himself, the teen eventually had to admit to himself that his clothes were gone, very likely taken by Dread Wing for whatever reason.
Peak sat back down on a corner of the bed and tried to plan his next move. He really, really didn't want to have only the towel to wear and all of Dread's clothes were too big for him to wear properly. Plus he didn't want to wear anything the mutant King owned.
Spying the book case again, Peak decided to help himself to it.
It'd help kill time and maybe he'd even find something to get a bit of revenge on Dread with.
Getting up from the bed, Peak walked over to the book case and examined the shelves. He pulled one out at random and opened it. He was surprised to find that the books were actually books and not actually datapads in protected covers.
Handling the ancient book with extreme care, Peak flipped a few pages before shaking his head and putting it back. The small print was in French and he didn't know more than a few words, gleamed from Apex when she'd taken the French language course in school years ago.
Finding another book, he gently took it off the shelf and looked through it. The print was in English, but he couldn't make heads or tails of it. The best he could figure out was that it was some philosophy book and that was only because he recognized a few of the mentioned names.
Sighing, he put that book back as well and carefully sat down before the case to look at the lower shelves without the risk of his towel falling off. The second lowest shelf didn't have many books, just a couple of thin ones and some random other items.
The bottom shelf, though, held a small chest.
Poking at it in interest, Peak tried the lid, telling himself that he'd leave it be if it was locked. It wasn't, easily opening for him.
Pulling it off the shelf to better look inside, the teen was shocked to find actual magazines in there. While a few books had been made after the Great Cataclysm, no one had really bothered with magazines anymore and their preservation had been nearly impossible in comparison with the much sturdier books.
Delicately picking up the top one, he gingerly flipped it open. The cover was too damaged for him to read the title and there were odd sheets of paper placed between the pages (likely for protection), but he could make out the occasional phrase and the few pictures were okay-ish despite the damage.
Thumbing through a few pages, Peak was suddenly shocked to see himself smiling back. Blinking, he shook his head and looked again at the image. Yes, the boy in the picture looked a lot like Peak himself, but there were a few key differences.
Namely, the eyes and hair were the wrong shades of blue and blonde respectively and Peak didn't have a tongue piercing. Taking a few minutes to further examine the other, Peak gently turned to the next page and nearly dropped the rare item.
There was the other blonde again, but this time he was proudly holding up a...well, a bright red dildo in one hand with his other hand on the side of an open box with other dildos and sex toys inside. There was a snippet of a paragraph that said 'box of goodies and my boyfriend loves to spoil me by buying me more'.
Feeling his face turn red, Peak hesitantly looked at the next few pages, turning progressively redder at each one.
The teen in the photos was shown in various states of undress first, then it had shots of him playing with the toy. First it was him licking the first dildo he'd shown the camera, then taking it deep in his mouth. The final series of photos had him....Peak gulped as he stared at the last images.
The other teen had fully stripped down and was positioning himself over the toy. The very next shot had him lowering himself onto it with a look of bliss on his face, one hand wrapped around his erect dick. The following shot seemed to show him fully seated on the dildo, with his head tossed back and still touching himself. The last shot had a different angle, with the teen on his side, hips facing the camera. In this one, one of his legs was lifted up to fully expose himself to the camera, one hand clearly holding that leg up while the other hand was either holding onto the base of the toy or pushing it in further, Peak really couldn't tell.
The occasional snippets of paragraphs told him that this other teen apparently loved anal and being played with, with a quote from him saying, 'My boyfriend loves to make me beg for it. He says it makes him feel very dominant and he just loves to watch me squirm in need before he fucks me.'
Blinking, Peak turned the page again, almost automatically now. To his surprise, the rest of the magazine was too damaged to really make anything else out.
Blinking again, Peak went though the other pages again. A couple were okay, but the ones in the best condition were the ones of his lookalike.
Delicately putting it back into the chest, Peak closed it again and put it back on the lower shelf. It wasn't that he hadn't seen porn before, having secretively looked through his older brothers' collections a time or two, but that was the first time he'd seen stuff with a guy instead of a girl.
Still red, he tried to rationalize it. Dread considered himself royalty right? The magazines were quite rare so it'd make sense that someone would give them to him as...tribute or a bribe or something. And of course the mutant would keep them in his room, where they'd have the highest chance of protection but...
Peak couldn't get over how similar he and that other teen had looked. That magazine was also the one right on top, meaning it would be easy to pick up first, especially if someone wanted to look at it constantly.
Did...did that mean that Dread....did Dread Wing want him? In that way?
Peak managed to redden even further and quickly got up off the floor. Okay, this was a bit much for him to deal with right now.
Crossing the room straight into his little one, Peak laid down on the cot and hid himself under the blanket.
It kind of made sense if he thought about it, which he didn't want to at the moment. But the idea wouldn't leave his head, making Peak groan and drag his pillow under the blanket too to smother his face with.
He really didn't want to think about this anymore.
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