“Urrrrrrghhh…”

Lying on his back atop the giant pile of jewels and gemstones, Spike patted his protruded belly with a claw in groggy satisfaction. Just a few hours prior, the little dragon had no idea what to expect when he arrived at the dragon migration on his own. While he figured that things would be tough, he had no idea that there would be so many gems to indulge in after all the games and competitions were finished. In a weird way, it made all the earlier abuse and defeats against the bigger dragons kinda worth it.

Of course, something else surprised Spike when he arrived to this meetup. Given how large this migration was supposed to be, it wouldn’t have been hard to fathom the idea that at least a few dragonesses would be present. But instead, Spike has been around nothing but other male dragons since this morning. And considering how Equestria had a much higher ratio of mares as opposed to stallions, being around such a high density of guys made Spike feel more than a little weird.

In fact, the dragon eventually found himself looking around silently as he sat on top of the small mountain of gems. Before today, the largest figures that Spike could recall ever meeting were the two Princesses, and Applejack’s brother Macintosh. But compared to some of these dragons fighting each other or snarfing down gems greedily, those ponies would’ve looked downright puny in comparison. Even the teenaged dragons that Spike was with had to match Celestia’s height when fully upright, which was an especially weird thing to think about.

However, it wasn’t the size of the dragons around Spike that made him feel weird (or at least, not the largest contributor to how he was feeling); after being around so many other guys for so long, Spike didn’t realize how different things felt as opposed to being around mares so often. Instead of being surrounded by lots of clean and preppy girls who talked about makeup and pop music and junk, Spike was now in the middle of a massive group of large, muscular, vulgar guys who didn’t care how they appeared. Some were mean or gross, but for the most part Spike was pretty comfortable in such a rough and tough environment. Of course, the longer Spike laid around just staring at various dragons, the heavier the blush across his cheeks became while staying silent.

His nostrils occasionally flared out, catching an oddly familiar scent he couldn’t quite put his claw on. The closest smell he could compare it to was when he managed to avoid taking a bath for over a week straight. He remembered how weird he smelled before he finally washed himself, but it was also strangely… interesting. He wasn’t sure how else to explain it, but it was one of those things he didn’t mind smelling for a while. And right now, that familiar scent was wafting through the air because of so many large… buff… dirty dragons…

Spike bit his lip and sat more upright on his pile, despite how uncomfortable that made his full stomach. Since he was already fairly out-of-place due to his size and background, the last thing that he needed was any more excuses to be made fun of by the other teenaged dragons. Being a fraction of their size was one thing, but he could only imagine the jeering he’d hear if Garble or his friends caught him looking weird by himself. If anything, they’d probably assume that little Spike liked this place a little too much.

Although, given how the drake had to cover his waist with his claws in an attempt to hide his sheathe, maybe they wouldn’t have been wrong.

Ugh, what’s with me?! Spike thought to himself while breathing heavily and glancing around the barren landscape littered with gem piles and dragons. This can’t be normal, is it? I mean, this is my first time here, so… maybe I’m just not used to things too much. Yeah, that’s it. I’m sure after a while I won’t feel so funny…

But even with that mental reassurance, the drake couldn’t help feeling his heart-rate accelerate each time he caught the overwhelming musk of some dragon who passed by. Spike could’ve sworn that each one smelled stronger than the last, which just made him blush even more as he tried not to think about it. He wasn’t sure what it was specifically, but that overpowering combination of musk, sweat, and… other things just made him feel like a weirdo not not hating it. In fact, Spike was warming up to it at an increasingly steady rate.

While lost in thought, Spike didn’t notice the taller red dragon that plopped down in the gem pile beside him. The purple drake yelped a little in surprise and looked over at him while blushed. “G-Garble!” he shouted in a flustered voice. “Don’t scare me like that!”

Garble, whose orange scales rose a bit from that reaction, just glanced back at Spike with a raised brow. “Well, maybe you should pay attention, kid. I walked right past you.”

Spike’s blush deepened for a second before looking away from him. “O-Oh… Um, sorry.”

“Eh, it’s alright,” Garble said with a shrug as he laid on his back beside Spike’s timid stance. He looked up at the drake and asked, “So, is everything alright?”

“Oh, y-yeah!” answered Spike with a quick nod in assurance. “Yeah, I’m fine! Really! Ummm…”

Spike wanted to say something else, but nothing came to mind as his response turned to an awkward pause. Garble narrowed his eyes at him a bit, and huffed before getting up in a seated position. “Okay, something’s up,” he said in a blunt tone down at Spike. “What is it?”

“N-Nothing!” Spike lied. “I’m fine, it’s, ummm…” Seeing the flat stare Garble had on him, Spike eventually sighed with a guilty look at the realization that he was caught. With his lips pursed to the side in awkwardness, the purple dragon looked down at his claws bashfully. “I-I’m sorry. It’s just kinda… all new to me here, you know?”

Garble grew a puzzled look before asking, “Is that all?!” By the time Spike heard that comment and looked back up at him, Garble smirked and wrapped an arm around his shoulders to pull him in against his side. “Hey, it’s okay, kid! We’ve all been there before.”

“Oh! Ummm… Th-Thanks…” Even though Spike was happy to get a response so casual from Garble, the fact that he was shoved against the dragon’s sweaty torso was enough to make his face explode with a deep red blush. His eyes widened as he involuntarily breathed in through his nostrils, just then realizing that he was right underneath Garble’s armpit. And since these dragons never even heard of deodorant, there was nothing to conceal that bitter, unbearably rich scent of sweat that wafted above the smaller dragon’s head. While Spike sat in a frozen state while keeping his claws over his crotch, there was nothing he could do but stay pinned against Garble while hearing him speak.

“Hey, if you think you got it tough, just be glad you weren’t in my scales during my first meetup! I mean, I didn’t have a major growth-spurt either, so I was close to your size when I met all the other dragons. And let me tell you, you got off easy, dude! Those guys literally used me as a towel to clean themselves off from the lava pits. And believe me kid, that smell does not come off for a while!”

Spike’s eyes grew even wider, not needing a mental image like that to make himself feel any more conflicted than he already was. As he sat stoically within Garble’s musky side, the drake’s lips trembled as he kept breathing in through his nostrils. His heartbeat continued to rumble faster in his chest, and it took everything in him to not admit how much he liked it. Meanwhile, Garble seemed to be clueless as he kept going.

“... Of course, I guess it’s kind of a bummer you showed up here today, you know? A lot of the girls ended up getting knocked up a week back by the older dragons as part of a mating thing. A lot of us guys can’t get in on the action since it’s ladies’ choice, and they’d rather get the biggest guys around.” He then made sure to add while looking down at the blushed drake, “Ummm, no offense.”

“N-None taken,” Spike quickly blurted while holding his claws tighter against his crotch. By now, the bigger dragon’s scent was making his body react in ways that he never would’ve expected before coming here. And even though that fact made him terrified (especially if he got caught), Spike couldn’t resist staying leaned in against Garble while listening to his words.

“Well anyway,” continued Garble as he looked around with a disappointed huff, “it’s nice having the guys out here, don’t get me wrong. But it really pisses me off when none of us can get any real action! I mean, I’ve seen girls your size go up to those elder dragons instead of us, which is just insane! Like, what’s wrong with giving us a little relief, huh?”

Spike was biting his bottom lip hard enough to risk drawing blood, but he figured that would be less embarrassing than being caught groaning in frustration. Spike may have been a kid physically, but age-wise he was not only just a few years younger than Twilight and her friends, but legally an adult (at least in pony years). Of course, ponies still treated the drake like he should stay out of the loop when it came to more mature discussions like sex, despite the fact that he already knew everything from Twilight years ago. But still, hearing someone talk about it so openly for the first time made Spike feel a bit flustered; however, that didn’t stop the drake from asking timidly, “S-So… that’s why no girls are around?”

“Yeah,” huffed the larger dragon with a disappointed stare out at the horizon. “Although, I’d hate to think what would happen if only one girl came out here for us. I mean, with the way most of us are pent-up, they’d probably be passed around like a tissue or something!”

Garble laughed to himself with that reply, but Spike just stayed silent as his heart thundered in his chest. He had no idea if it was the overwhelming scent of musk filling his lungs, the new environment he was in, or the fact that this was the first time he’s ever been away from ponies for this long. But as he sat next to Garble, hearing him say such lewd things while so close to him, Spike’s mind was beginning to reel with thoughts he never had before. Thoughts he shouldn’t have, given the situation…

Garble’s laughter settled down as he glanced back down at Spike and asked, “You know what I mean th…” After finally seeing how blushed and flustered Spike looked, the dragon’s words trailed off in realization. Still keeping his arm around him, he leaned his head down to see the overwhelmed look the smaller dragon had on his face. “Uhh… too much info?”

“N-No!” Spike blurted involuntarily, which just made him twitch a little in surprise at his own words. He then chuckled nervously while looking away from Garble and said, “I-I was just, ummm… S-Surprised, that’s all. I mean… that you guys would d-do that…”

Garble didn’t say anything, but his eyes narrowed down on him as he finally noticed the drake’s behavior. Spike’s blush and fidgeting were one thing, since that could just be passed off as first-time embarrassment. But what caught the red dragon’s sight was how tightly Spike’s claws were over his crotch. Seeing how nervous the drake appeared, Garble’s brows rose in slow revelation, realizing what it was that was making Spike so tense. It wasn’t just because of shyness, or being in a place so different from his own. It was something more… impulsive.

Seeing that Spike was obviously covering up an erection, the first thing that came to Garble’s mind was a tiny twinge of worry. Of course, it took him a few seconds before remembering that Spike was technically the same age as him and his friends; heck, Garble was surprised to learn that Spike was actually older than a few dragons like Fizzle and Crackle. Although he kept that fact firmly in his mind, Garble had to admit that Spike’s sheepish behavior, combined with his feeble size, made him look pretty damn… cute.

In the few seconds of silence that passed, the cogs in Garble’s brain began to turn as a certain thought came into his head. An inappropriate one for sure, but still valid given their situation. Right now, Spike was sitting with what had to be a pesky little problem that needed to be sated. And given some of the things he just mentioned, Garble had to admit to himself that he wouldn’t mind a good release either. So after taking a look around to make sure no dragons were too close to eavesdrop, Garble decided to go for it as a sly smirk grew across his muzzle.

“You know,” began Garble as he spread his legs out a little, and had his arm around Spike with a more relaxed grip, “you’d be surprised how pent up dragons can get when there isn’t much… company, you know?”

Spike didn’t say anything, but meagerly nodded back at Garble while seated next to him. The smaller drake also put caution to the wind as he slowly scooted in a tiny bit closer to Garble. Of course, the closer proximity meant two things for Spike: the first was that Garble’s musk was significantly stronger, which meant that his growing problem was becoming harder to conceal underneath his claws; the second problem was that when Spike looked down, his eyes widened as he saw that the tip of Garble’s member was beginning to emerge from his scaled sheath.

“I mean,” continued Garble in an innocent tone, grinning to himself as he felt Spike’s eyes on him, “if there was a girl out here right now, you’d have no idea what I’d do to her in one of those caves nearby…” He slowly moved his free claw down to place next to his crotch, waiting patiently like a lion stalking his kill. Fortunately, Garble didn’t have to wait long as he heard Spike ask in a faint and shaky voice:

“L… Like what?”

Spike quickly closed his mouth with a gasp, not knowing why he asked that question. Garble chuckled internally, happy he was getting the curious drake’s interest so soon. He leaned himself back for a moment, letting his cock protrude from his sheath even more for Spike to see. The small dragon’s eyes widened as he saw a couple more inches of Garble’s pink flesh come out, glistening under the sunlight after being inside his sheath for so long. And as soon as the powerful scent from that dragonhood wafted out, Spike shuddered with a withheld moan that barely escaped his shaky breath.

Garble waited a second as he glanced down at him with a growing smirk. “You sure you want me to tell you? Because I can get pretty… detailed~”

Spike’s face was now sporting a fair shade of red all around, but the drake still took a brief moment before nodding feebly up at him. “Y-Yeah,” he muttered, his claws shaking while concealing his physical interest.

When Spike turned his head away bashfully, he was unable to see that Garble’s smile was wide enough to show his glistening fangs. “Well…~” Garble kept his legs apart to make sure nothing was keeping his growing dragonhood from being unseen, although his free claw inched a little closer to it as he spoke in a slow and articulate tone. “... First off, I’d make sure that the dragoness actually wants it. I mean, that’s an important thing when it comes to dragon tradition and all. But most of the time, the girls are so turned on by that point that there’s no denial that they want something in them. They’d be all blushy and fidgety… Barely able to hide how much they’re dripping…”

Spike listened to Garble intently while looking elsewhere to appear innocent; however, the fact that his emerald eyes kept leering back at that growing member beside him made his attempts less than futile. Spike also secretly hoped that Garble wasn’t able to see that his descriptions was starting to match the little drake next to him. But if he did look up at the larger dragon, he’d see that he was grinning right at him while adding, “... heck, when the girls are really antsy, they’d be more focused on dragons’ cocks than their faces~”

Spike immediately looked away from the dragon with his face exploded in blush. “R-Really?” he blurted in a half-hearted attempt to sound casual. “Tha… That’s really… s-something…”

“Yeah it is,” continued Garble in a more lustful voice. He used the moment Spike looked away to wrap his claw around his cock and slowly stroke while beside him. “I think it’s something about their Dragon Greed. It’s supposed to make dragons give in to their deepest impulses and desires, but sometimes for more… feminine dragons, that greed feeds off their physical urges instead…”

Spike’s eyes slowly widened, like something in him clicked to make him realize what may have been up. Remembering how things went on his birthday a while back, now his weird feelings and erratic heartbeat began to make sense. Even though his limbs weren’t growing out like they did back then, all of the other familiar signs were back to run throughout his body. While he was glad he knew how to suppress those feelings, the fact that they were even riling up in the first place was making Spike worried. Especially when he realized the cause for those growing thoughts.

That was when he began to hear the faint schlicks from the dragon beside him, which made his blush grow even deeper. He didn’t need to turn his head to know what that noise was, and just gulped in building nervousness. Spike’s legs twitched at the sound of Garble’s cock being slowly rubbed by his claw, and his nostrils flared as that powerful musk grew stronger. Meanwhile, Garble just looked down at his blushing target patiently while continuing to speak while stroking. “And man… I’ve heard that when their dragon greed riles up, they’re not able to look at a cock for ten seconds without giving in completely! And when that happens, they pretty much bend over and turn into complete sluts~”

Spike had no idea if Garble’s ten-second claim was correct, but he was more than nervous about finding out the hard way. His legs squirmed as he struggled to find a comfortable seated position, unsure how long he could keep his erection hidden from Garble. With a bit lip, Spike made sure to avoid looking over at the red dragon as he said, “W… Wow, that’s… r-really something…”

“Yeah, it is,” replied Garble with a knowing grin. His strokes became more pronounced, making sure it was audible enough for Spike to hear every schlick while adding, “And I’m telling you, dude… With the way my mind is going, there’s no way I’d go easy on a girl in a state like that. I mean, it wouldn’t be fair to the dragoness anyway, right? Once they get that greed and know what they want, it’d almost be an insult to not go in hard. And repeatedly~”

Garble accompanied each of those pronounced descriptions with especially hard strokes to his own cock, making him smirk with glee as he saw Spike twitch with his head pointed away from him. Meanwhile, the smaller drake’s face was a full-blown red as he sat with his heart pounding heavily. Every inch of his body felt as hot as lava, and his toes were curling as they dug into the pile of gems underneath him. He wanted to hate feeling so flustered and blushy, but he couldn’t deny that he wanted to hear Garble keep going. Of course, with the way Spike’s cloudy mind was reeling with newfound thoughts, it wasn’t just talking he was envisioning of the larger dragon beside him.

By now, Garble knew that he was getting to the purple drake pretty well with how badly his body was twitching. Stifling a small groan that barely escaped his muzzle, Garble still had a determined smirk as he kept talking and studying Spike’s behavior. “Honestly, that kind of greed is almost like a drug to them. Even after they’d get mounted… and pounded… and filled to the brim with all that hot, gooey spunk… All they’d do is thank me and beg for more~”

Spike’s legs writhed very strongly with each inflicted word of Garble’s, which just made the larger dragon grin even wider as he chuckled devilishly. “Heh heh heh… Of course, I suppose it doesn’t have to be a female dragon~”

“W-WHAT?!” blurted the drake as he quickly turned his head back to Garble while wide-eyed. Of course, showing his frantically shocked expression also meant that Spike put himself right where the dragon wanted him. The instant he looked up at Garble’s confident and lustrous expression, it wasn’t long before Spike’s emerald eyes slowly peered down at the dragon’s now fully erect and towering member that stood between his outstretched legs. “D-Did you just… j… j-just…”

Even though that curved and pointed dragonhood already looked fairly large next to the baby-sized drake, Garble’s length was impressively above average length as it stood at a size about a third that of Spike’s whole body. Spike’s eyes widened at the throbbing marvel, his mouth slightly open in obvious awe. Garble’s head tilted as he looked down, seeing the smaller dragon’s pupils begin to grow thinner and resemble a more reptilian appearance. Spike’s breathing became heavier as he stared at Garble’s cock, not saying anything for a few long seconds. Garble grinned wider as he leered down at the little dragon, hopeful that his greed would rile up without much more effort. However, only five seconds passed before Spike clenched his eyes shut and winced.

“Hey, hey now,” said Garble in half-hearted assurance as he placed his claw up on Spike’s shoulder. “What’s wrong?”

Spike bit his lip and turned his head away from Garble in blushed reluctance. “N-Nothing,” he said in a worried-sounding blurb. After a shaky exhale, the drake shuddered before adding hesitantly, “I-I just… I think I was starting to feel a little… w-weird…”

Due to how much blood was rushing across his face, Spike almost couldn’t hear Garble’s low chucking in response. “Weird huh?” he asked with a Cheshire-level grin spread across his face. “Would you call it a bad kind of weird, or a good kind?~”

Spike’s face blushed even deeper from that question, and he gulped nervously while keeping his eyes away from Garble. “Uhhhh… Idon’tknow…”

“Oh, I think you do…” With a hungry purr escaping his muzzle, Garble decided to turn himself over so he was on top of Spike. Both of Garble’s claws bore down on the pile of gems above Spike’s shoulders, and the little drake look petrified as he laid underneath the dragon in confusion.

“GAH!” His eyes were wide-open as he glanced up at Garble, his lips trembling in worry of what the dragon was planning. “Wha… What are you…”

Garble didn’t say anything, and just grinned while crouched over Spike in wait. Eventually, the building musk of the dragon’s, combined with his own uncompromising position, left Spike completely helpless as his eyes moved down on their own. Garble, who was already too pent up to care at that point, kept a close eye on Spike while his eyes continued to travel downward. “That’s right, Spikey,” he hissed with a growing tone of lust in his voice. “Let me know how you feel…”

As he laid underneath the larger dragon, Spike’s mind was too clouded in conflicting thoughts to really fathom what was going to occur. But as soon as his eyes caught sight of Garble’s cock once again, the drake’s blush remained as red as ever while becoming silent. Garble knew that Spike could easily just roll out from under him if he wanted, so he felt no real hesitance at staying in position while the smaller dragon stared at his dragonhood. He licked his lips in readiness as he counted down internally.

Ten… Nine…

Spike’s breathing became slower, but also deeper as he laid and stared up at Garble’s massive cock. He could feel his heart-rate increasing, but he really didn’t want to come to terms with why that was the case.

Eight… seven…

His eyes began to narrow, making Garble worry for a moment that Spike was just going to close them again. But instead, the drake’s eyes remained open while peering that that member. His pupils began to grow thinner again, and his breathing turned heavier.

Six… Five…

It was at this point that Spike had previously looked away from Garble’s cock in a bout of worry, but now that wasn’t the case. Instead, the dragon’s purple scales just grew a clearer tint of red at he marveled at the size of that thick, rigid dragonhood. It’s skin was smooth and glistening from being inside of Garble’s sheathe for so long, making its pink tint shine brightly in the sunlight. And that smell… oh goddess that smell…

Four…

Spike flared his nostrils once more, getting a more direct whiff of that overly thick and… manly scent that was wafting from it. His mouth opened a little more as he breathed deeply, practically tasting Garble’s scent on his reptilian tongue.

Three…

Spike’s pupils grew even thinner, making him able to notice even smaller details as he laid in growing interest. The tip of Garble’s cock had a tiny glob of milky white pre bubbling at the tip, just laying there in wait. The bead laid there like a beacon, keeping Spike’s focus on point as his thoughts became hazier. His claws slowly began to pull away from his crotch.

Two…

Spike’s claws finally gave away, allowing his own member to spring out fully exposed. It may have been puny compared to Garble’s length, but it was about the same ratio compared to the larger dragon. It throbbed as it stood triumphantly, but Spike paid no need to his own arousal as he stared up at that thick, delicious looking cock in front of him…

One

The drake’s mouth opened even wider, his tongue lolling out at the side as his mind gave out in defeat. With Garble grinning lewdly above him, Spike closed his eyes for a brief moment, like his brain was rewiring itself temporarily. After a deep breath, the dragon exhaled slowly, opening his eyes to reveal that they were the same round pupils as before. But from the dreamy smirk on Spike’s face, along with the way he bit his bottom lip, Garble knew that the Dragon Greed was in effect. He slowly pulled himself back up, sitting in front of the little dragon while his own cock stood fully exposed and waiting.

“So, Spike,” said Garble, making the drake finally glance up at his face again. Of course, it didn’t look like Spike was as nervous as before when he heard him ask, “You wanna go to a cave and… talk?~”

A small twinge of nervousness came back on Spike’s blushed face briefly, but his eyes were drown back to Garble’s cock before he made a response. After a small breath, Spike slowly shook his head. “N… No…”

Garble seemed confused for a moment, pondering if Spike really wasn’t affected by the greed like he predicted. However, the drake then gulped before glancing back up at Garble to clarify, “I… I don’t want to talk…”

After a couple blinks, Garble quickly grinned wide in realization. “Oh? What do you want?~”

Spike’s breathing became a little faster as he stared back at Garble, knowing that the larger dragon already knew. But instead of letting his nervousness overtake him, the drake felt a strange bout of confidence surging through his veins as he looked down at Garble’s cock. With his own dragonhood beginning to leak with pre, Spike lifted a claw to point at Garble’s crotch. His face was as red as a tomato, but he still looked back up at Garble dutifully and said, “Th-that.”

With a low rumble escaping his muzzle, Garble leaned his head in with a grin while looking Spike right in the eyes. “Mmmmm… Now I see~ One good look at my cock, and now you want it like a little slut?”

Even though he winced at that description, Spike could feel his cock throb at being called something so degrading. The drake had no idea why the name was reeling in his head so well, but it was also one that he couldn’t deny. With his lips bit shut, Spike took a small breath before nodding his head firmly. “Mmm… Mmmhmm~”

“Say it~”

Spike’s eyes shot wide-open, but it didn’t look like he wanted to pull away from the larger dragon either. As his blush became heavier, his eyes glanced back down at Garble’s waiting cock, which just made him gulp in growing need. With his heart racing in newfound desire, it wasn’t long before Spike complied to the dragon. He looked back up at Garble, taking a second before taking a deep breath. “...I-I…”

Seeing how Garble was grinning wide at him, Spike then breathed out and said with a feeble smile of his own, “I… I want your… cock.”

Garble’s fangs glistened as he moved in closer. “Say what you wanna do, and I’ll take you to a cave to rut you senseless~ Right. Now.”

With that promise ringing in his head with strangely enticing interest, Spike nodded and said with a giddy grin, “I w-wanna be a… s-slut.”

Before Spike could even giggle in exhilaration from saying that, Garble lifted him up by his tail and hoisted him on his shoulder. “Good boy~” With that, the red dragon quickly made his way off the gem pile, carrying his prize like a fresh kill from a hunt as he went off towards the caves at the edge of the badlands. “And don’t worry, kid,” he said in an especially eager tone as he smiled wide back at him, “I have a feeling you’re gonna love it~”

Meanwhile, the greedy drake just hung off Garble's back with a blushed smile of his own, clearly looking like he was going to agree with that claim very soon.