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After all the crap with Yamigedo, and the supposed end of the world via digestion, everyone was eager to get back to their (relatively) normal lives. Tasuku and Jack were busy training hard and catching criminals left and right. Gao and all of his friends were back to being innocent little balls of youth at Aibou Acadamy, and the student council was as useless as ever. Even the city of Chou-Tokyo was as energetic as ever, with people flocking to and fro from their busy and happy lives.

But me? Well...I was kinda useless. (And very, very, horny)

For one, the Seifukai guys were perfectly capable of keeping the students in line without the help of a old brown dragon. Most of the time I was just the gruff dragon in the badass jean jacket in the corner, looking on in a mix of calm acceptance, and palpable envy. It was pretty depressing, knowing that my Buddy didn't need me the way he used to. The fact that Drumstick was missing only made my feelings of emptiness even worse, as the red brute had gone back to Dragon World to serve as the chief of his clan.

"But Demongodol, what does Drum have to do with this?" You're probably asking. Well, to be specific, what I missed the most about the little rascal was not only his manic energy, but his tight warm tailhole.

Yeah, all the guys who though Drum was just a straight, young, angry dragon hunk were dead wrong about the kid. At least in regards to his sexuality. The kid was as gay as could be, but most people didn't know 'cept for big old me. He came out to me years ago, tearing up at the thought of his DILF of a father finding out that he preferred dicks over chicks. Luckily, being the responsible man I am, I gave the young (and legal in monster terms) dragon everything he needed; a listening ear, a shoulder to cry on, and a nice hard cock to experiment with to his heart's content. Even after he came to Earth Drum would seek me out, sneaking away from the Mighty Sun Fighter after dark to get a nice helping of my mighty dragon dick up his hole, feeling up my hard pecs and bulging biceps while he rode me long into the night.

But he was gone, and I didn't even have any young dragons to fuck. Needless to say, my mood was in the dumps.

Until I met a certain other dragon.

I still remember when I first saw Bal; the mischievous little guy had run off to wander around the school, awestruck by all the new faces and foreign Earth surroundings. I was walking up to the 3rd floor to get some supplies for the Seifukai when i wandered upon the little red rascal, and more importantly, his tight pucker. He was on his knees trying to look under a locked door, his curious brain drawn to it like a bee to honey, or a lonely dragon to a ripe piece of ass. Speaking of ass, Bal's was looking tantalizingly tight and ready for a nice plowin'. A tight, pink pucker was framed by creamy orange skin, and his tail swayed gently from side to side as if it was beckoning me to come and violate it. To be honest, the primal part of me wanted to just rip into him right there in the hallway, but I kept my feelings, and my boner under control as I strode up to the small dragon.

"Whatcha' lookin' at, kid!?" I whispered in his ear. The puny red troublemaker let out an adorable yelp as he scooted away in shock.

"Gah, Bal! Bal's sorry, Bal!" The small dragon cried out.

"It's all right kid." I said with a casual chuckle. "If you wanted to see what was in that door, you could've just asked."

"Well, Bal just got bored, Bal. Bal's Buddy told him to go explore since he couldn't be in class, Bal."

Hmm...a cute dragon, unsupervised, with nothing to do. It was perfect!

"Well Bal, between, you and me, that room you're peeking in," I leaned in close so my deep voice could vibrate against his sensitive ears. "..isn;t anything special, but I'll show you something that's really fun!"

"Really, Bal!"

"Yeah, just follow old man Demongodol!"