A Big and Strong Male Dragon (gay, BDSM and spanking)

Alan knew that dragons were big. As much as a horse. However, that dragon was even bigger than that.

This dragon was so tall that Alan, who was sitting, had to look up to him, and the dragon was laying on the ground by his side. He was big and his scales were of a deep grey coloration, with many pinkish scars over his body, including one over his face. He had big curved horns on his head, and his yellow eyes, one of which had a scar over it, which probably didn’t rendered that eye blind only by a miracle, were looking back at him.

“Thinking about life once more?” He asked, his voice deep and strong. Alan noticed that he was staring, and quickly agreed, saying that he was just reflecting on life and on things. The dragon nodded back at him, and said something about how he too was reflecting on a lot of things. Alan almost didn’t heard it, he was too busy looking at the massive body of the dragon, with bulging muscles that covered this dragon’s body, his wide chest and his muscular legs and chest. He was wearing a khaki short, which hugged his massive hips, nearly seeming a bit too small to him. Something similar could be said about the black leather collar around his muscular neck, which had the name “Maximus” in it.

Alan looked at the window once more, as he scanned his mind for the identity of this dragon, and soon, the memories of this new timeline were coming back to him, telling him who this dragon was.

Maximus Bighorn. Almost twice Alan’s own age. Before Alan, he had another master, some guy whose name Alan never truly found out. He and his master both served in the army, on the special aerial division. They received quite a few medals for their bravery, and came back to the country after being honorably discharged, and they lived in peace after that. However, Maximus’ master would later pass away due to a cancer and, as it was protocol, Maximus would be give to a new master. Coincidentally, Alan himself had just finished getting his second degree, he was just about to open his own company, and he just happened to be assigned as the new master of a big, scar-marked dragon to be his own. And one who had served in the army!

Of course, during this time, Maximus was still mourning his previous master, and Alan respected his space, making him his dragon for both company and protection, as well as making him in charge of the security of his new company. Over time, Maximus started to move on, and he eventually warmed up to his new master. Now, they were as close as dragon and master could be; both on the social level as on the more... intimate level.

“So.” Maximus said, looking at his master, “Shall we eat?”