Massive Muscle Dragon Power

A part of Yazi missed the gay version of JT. Seeing the hunky goofball go back to chasing pussy was a sad loss.

Fucking Wen and mutually sucking Bian mostly made up for it but Yazi knew things could change again. Despite the danger of getting too attached, the art student fell into a semblance of normal life. The lack of serious Nyx activity helped.

While the muscle dragons had been omnipresent all over Neo Aurora from the moment Amber Lion had shown up, half of them being gay made them even more talked about. The amount of fanfiction seemed to have doubled. Fashion for men was just a little more skimpy.

Yazi, in regular human form, jizzed his load into a twink by the name of Abdulla. Indonesian descent but born in the Neo Aurora metro area.

By the stack of protein powder on one wall and the posters of muscle dragons on the other, the boy had big dreams. He was fairly muscled for his stature and age but clearly wanted more.

Yazi pulled out, letting Abdulla quiver and squirt the top's cream, then dropped next to him. Their breaths calmed down in a lose hug.

Yazi let his eyes drift along the posters again. "Mostly the later ones, huh? Azure Catfish, Scarlet Phoenix, Rose Wolf. Good bit of Silver Tiger, though."

"Silver Tiger was my favorite," Abdulla said. "I went in-fucking-sane when he came out. But I can't help really liking those three. Wish Scarlet Phoenix could be bi or something."

"How about the rookie?" Yazi asked. "He's barely been around and already gets a third of your inspo-wall. Really smitten?"

"You could say that," Abdulla mumbled into Yazi's shoulder. "I'd probably want to fuck him the most. But, you know, not like I'll get an invite to those dragon parties. Uh, here."

The twink who was a year out from becoming hunky swiped through his phone. "I was right underneath Rose Wolf one time. I still jerk off to this pic once a week."

Yazi leaned over to see his dragon-form's ass in the magic, pink thong, his legs slightly pulled in for a comfortable hover. It was basically an ass shot but the package was prominent between the immense legs, topped by his naked foot soles.

"Hmm," Yazi hummed. "Really hot."

Abdulla chuckled. "I only have eyes for the bulge. Fuck, I wish they didn't have those panties and just let it hang free. I heard that's how they do it at the parties. You're probably looking at the hole's faintly visible outline where the thong hugs the crack."

"Well, I bet freeballing would be annoying in combat."

"I know, I know. It's wrong I think of them as sex objects instead of heroes."

Yazi shrugged. "Why not both. I always did."

"Did? Past tense."

"Uh, just, I'm too busy to think much about them these days. Uni deadlines. Plus," he flexed, "I think I measure up okay nowadays."

"That's the dream," Abdulla said.

Yazi patted his head. "I should probably give you a speech about how you shouldn't chase impossible standards but not like I was any better. Just remember it's all about serving the 'city of brighter days'."

"I did help that time," Abdulla said and pointed at the crotch picture again. "Not much but I did. And one time I put a chain saw to a defiler vine."

"Wait, you just have a chainsaw ready?"

"Not normally. Funny story that one. My dad works in forestry." The twink cuddled closer and started rambling. Yazi's eyes drifted to the posters again. Was there a way to let this twink fuck Rose Wolf? Probably too complicated. Surely, every guy Yazi was ever going to date a guy would lust after the muscle dragons and where was that going to end...

=====xxx=====

Yazi walked along the river beach, sand between his toes. He and Bian wore nothing but speedos, their shirts in Yazi's bag.

Getting glances in mere human form was still validating as fuck, even if Bian was noticeably the bigger one, drawing more attention.

Yazi held both their pizza slice stacks on paper plates, while Bian held Yazi's visual communication textbook and tried to test Yazi's knowledge.

"Okay, enough," Yazi said while flexing at a passing gaggle of mixed-sex teens. "I only memorized up to chapter six."

"Hope I did well," Bian said and stuffed the book into the rookie's bag. "Not exactly sure how to pick out what's important to ask about. Far cry from law."

"You did all right. I feel reasonably prepared. I'm doing the test way in advance anyway. Hoping to get ahead and finish early."

"Good luck. I'm glad I've managed to stay on track with my studies. Don't need more trouble."

"*More* trouble?"

"I..." Bian stuffed his mouth with pizza to gain a moment to think. "I've been on-and-off seeing a guy. Deylin. Funny enough I knew him in high school. He was two years below. Always thought I didn't have a shot so I never even talked to him."

"Ah, getting serious?"

Bian shrugged. "I'd be the first dragon to reveal my identity to someone who's not on Carabelle's payroll. Major risk."

Yazi hummed. "I guess it had to happen. Better a nice kid than Galiana, huh? Makes sense it would be a matter of one of us getting a boyfriend. The straight hunks are getting served a parade of chicks who are desperate to get serious and wiggle their way into a job at the tower but, like, can you imagine going steady with Wakefield?"

"I can imagine *owning* him, I guess, but he's not hubby material."

They both laughed.

"Poor kid," Yazi said, "cock-crazed as all fuck. I totally get it but it's still a bit much."

"What about Ekko?" Bian asked. "You were into him as a cam model long before you were chosen, right?"

"Yeah but..." Yazi grinned. "I thought for a good while he's your boyfriend."

"Nah, just a dedicated slut. He loves attention and working with us gets him that. He lives for his fans, and for us now, I guess. Not sure if he's vacuous or I'm projecting with how much *I* live to be... one of us."

Yazi grunted. "I feel like you're deflecting. *Are* you going to tell Deylin?"

"Fuck if I know. Maybe-"

Their rings shone, pink and silver gleaming like tiny suns on their middle fingers.

Bian's phone rang. They hurried to a less traveled spot on the beach.

"It's Sunny," Bian said and put the phone on speaker.

"Don't rift travel," Sunny said. "I repeat, no rift use. Dragon tower has fallen. Come to the roof of the Boon Building."

The two men in civilian attire confirmed and jogged off. Yazi was still terrible at figuring out if they were being observed or not but Bian seemed perfectly confident in his ring-reading skills.

More information came in over text.

"Shit, Wen and JT are trapped in the tower," Bian said. "They were off duty so it's possible they even got knocked out untransformed. Or worse. Shit. Carabelle brought down the heavy gates around the Crystallius so at least that's safe."

"Is it far?" Yazi asked.

"Just over there, no one's looking into that yard."

"I meant the tower. How long does it take us to get there without rifts?"

"Shit, probably fifteen minutes. Can we even go top speed that long? Already missing those shortcuts."

They entered a fenced area filled with trash from yesterday's beach party. Behind a tarp, the men stripped, simply dropping their pants.

"Nobody's gonna hear us?" Yazi asked.

"Rings say we're good."

Yazi could kind of see it now, the way the light shone. "Okay then. Massive muscle dragon power!"

Rings erupted into lightning and burst, muscles ripped their bodies into shape as they grew. The rookie's transformation was only twos seconds behind the elder dragon.

Bian's eyes rolled back into his head, face contorted in pleasure as he ejaculated shot after shot from his forearm-sized cock onto a pile of crushed Mercury Cola cans. He squeezed the dick empty and held it to the right as his silvery thong established along with the tiger-dragon head. The underwear looked strained to the max, containing the tool, only held in place by being future-magic.

Yazi aimed his own orgasm at a tarp and painted splatters with a whimper, his ass clenched, holding onto the pleasure.

They took off as pink and white-gray stripes of plasma.

=====xxx=====

The Defense Force had surrounded the block. Dragon tower's top floors were engulfed in a dripping mass of gooey, viscous darkness.

Hovering onto the roof of the Boon Building -- about half the dragon tower's height - Amber Lion handed the newcomers spare belts. Scarlet Phoenix was already rounding the incursion, lobbing fire at any vines that got too far from the main mass.

The leader briefed them in flight and the trio of Rose Wolf, Amber Lion and Silver Tiger went into the wobbling attacker blob at full speed.

Rose Wolf crashed into the mass, only his pink plasma shine combating total darkness. He swam in the goo, letting his ring's light guide him to the others.

With a void ahead of him, Rose Wolf created a splattering tunnel into the interior. Navigating the lounge mostly by memory, he bumped into JT, who got sucked into the vacuum and spun flailing until Rose Wolf grabbed him.

JT had been defiled. The zombie coughed goo even as he tried to scratch and rip at Rose Wolf, tearing the uniform's right pec-strap.

Rose Wolf followed the minor sheen of gold motes on his ring one floor down and bumped into Amber Lion, electrocuting four headed, eyeless Umbraths to carve a path.

The air was filled with drifting, wobbling Nyx clouds and snapping tentacles that grew from barnacles along every surface.

"Amber Lion, he needs a shot."

The captain reached to his own thigh where he wore a utility belt that would have been wide on an average man's torso. He withdrew an epipen and stabbed it into JT's chest.

The infected man went down flailing, calming down somewhat as he started trembling instead.

"The staff locked themselves in there," Amber Lion said, "near the Crystallius. We got to keep the Nyx from breaching them."

"Got it," Rose Wolf said. "You kill the tentacles, I suck up the stalks.

They fought their way down another floor.

Silver Tiger arrived a minute later with the defiled Wen in tow, who tried to bite his rescuer in the neck. Wen was already naked, went atop JT and got an epipen shot. Both victims were sweating black gunk.

As the muscle dragons broke through to the panic-room corridor, several zombies jumped from hiding places and swarmed them.

Rose Wolf pushed them off with a gentle plasma blast, only registering their contorted faces when they dropped away.

"One of them is Hao," Rose Wolf said.

Silver Tiger made cables dance out of the walls and nail three defiled men to the floor, then trapped the scientist with more cables shooting from the walls.

Fire erupted as a dry wall burst. A massive, flaming Umbrath- No, Scarlet Phoenix was joining them. The black hunk extinguished himself. He'd been stripped of everything but a few tatters above and below his belt, the dick in his red thong bulging forward.

"News from Akira," Scarlet Phoenix said. "Six people are trapped with the Cristallius, including Carabelle, Wakefield and Galiana. Besides that the tower is mostly evacuated. The Defense Force was storming the lower level, which are all clear but they pulled out. They might drop bombs on this place and bring it down."

"Why?" Amber Lion asked. "We're winning."

"In here yes but the Nyx up top are doing... a thing. And they started hopping over to other buildings."

"Fuck," Amber Lion said. "Okay, we're going back out. Scarlet Phoenix, can you do a fire sweep so the path stays clear for the locked in folk?"

"Will do."

"The rest follow me. Take a zombie with you."

They consolidated their defiled prisoners, JT and Wen before a huge metal gate with warning lights. The two hunks were halfway to sitting up, veins still gray, skin clammy. The leaner one rolled on top of the beefiest team member.

"Wha-" Wen said.

"Transform," Amber Lion commanded. "Now, come on. Massive..."

The dazed men raised their hands, rings flashing with blue and green power.

"Massive muscle dragon power," they said, slow and out of sync.

Their draconic muscle popped into existence and the defilement effect vanished. They grew taller, Wen slipping as JT's abs and chest rippled to crazy size underneath him.

They groaned as their cocks burst to greatness and skinned back. Both hard rods squirted cumshots into the air, splashing down mostly on Wen, partly on JT's package and thighs.

"F-fuuuuck," Wen said. "Never let me turn zombie again. That sucked."

JT pushed the other men off him. "Ugh, payback time. Jade Turtle reporting for duty, boss."

Their hybrid-dragon heads established and they pushed their dicks to the sides as the thongs crackled into place next.

Amber Lion had typed on a number-pad on the wall. An alarm sounded and the huge metal airlock opened. Carabelle was ahead of the group of survivors, standing before the glinting assembly of computer crystals ringing the man-high, oblong diamond where six lights in different colors shone -- the Crystallius.

"Are we clear?" the director asked.

"Phoenix," the golden leader said, "can you carry them out? The zombies we tied down, too? Then let's go."

With fist punches, foot kicks and plasma beams searing the walls, the muscle dragons sans Scarlet Phoenix fought their way back out.

The Nyx had built -- or rather grown -- a dark balloon, nearly as wide as the whole tower, pulsing with gray veins. It remained attached to the tower by umbilical cords but some had already detached.

Leapfrog Nyx-lings, consisting of little more than powerful frog legs and slobbering mouths, were jumping off the tower onto lower roofs and into windows that shattered as they impacted.

"Azure Catfish, Rose Wolf, take on the balloon," Amber Lion said. "Jade Turtle, on the ground for barriers and civilian rescue. Silver Tiger, with me to those toads."

Rose Wolf flew up and slammed his weight into the balloon of biomass. He ripped holes as he went and zapped plasma orbs at all the little creatures inside the liquid trying to swarm him.

The vessel consisted of many chambers, separated by membranes, so taking one down didn't harm the rest.

Azure Catfish pulled all water from the rooftop pool and made it follow him like a comet's tail as he joined the fight, azure plasma beams shining ahead of him.

He directed the water into the balloon, making it bloated and deluded until it burst. One by one, they ripped the balloon's outer chambers apart.

While the giant floating sack sank onto the tower, Scarlet Phoenix appeared, fire dripping off him. "Carabelle made it out. We got new intel. The Nyx incursion is in the rift room. I can't find Amber Lion."

"Must be inside a house," Rose Wolf said. "Look for the broken windows where the leapfrogs made it in."

"Gotcha."

Rose Wolf and Azure Catfish continued their attack. The Nyx balloon hit the tower and slid off, running down the side as it continued to leak.

The heroes zoomed down and cleared the area. Defense force soldiers, vehicles, barricades. Jade Turtle shaped the street into a bowl to receive the giant dripping sack.

As the deflating bag landed and they hammered the escaping creatures with plasma, concrete chunks, water bursts and a traveling vacuum, Amber Lion flew in.

The leader had lost the belt. His suit was torn off below the pecs, his gleaming amber thong prominently hanging along his sharp abs. Scarlet Phoenix and Silver Tiger were with him.

"We're hitting the incursion," Amber Lion said. "Azure Catfish, stay here and keep them flushed. Akira is bringing in a water tank within a minute. The rest of us, we're going in by rift."

Four trails - amber, silver, scarlet and rose -- escaped over the skyline, aiming for the nearest rift. Since the tower had been quite central, there'd been no need for a rift right next to it, making it somewhat of a trip.

"Are they still planning to bomb the place?" Silver Tiger asked.

"Not sure," Amber Lion said. "I'd rather keep it but it's not up to me."

"Also," Scarlet Phoenix said, "I'm not sure the Crystallius can be easily repositioned. Sure, we can rip it from the mainframe, it's an independent device, but it took that chunk a while to get our rifts up and running. We'd be crippled while it's rebooting."

"I'm sure Akira know that," Amber Lion said. "If the tower falls it's not the end of it. We have a job to do."

Rose Wolf had the least attachment to the place but also hoped they'd get to keep it. Even if some of the things he remembered hadn't actually happened in this version of it.

=====xxx=====

The four muscle dragons crowded into a rift right atop the tori-gate-like entrance to Kestrel Terrace and zoomed through brightness.

The four broke through a cocoon of tendrils, helped by the push of rift travel.

Rose Wolf emerged into a dark room, spider-webbed with vines. The muscle dragons plasma-cut their way around, back to back.

"There," Amber Lion said.

A humanoid figure, a Nemecite. It rushed away and the men shoved their way through dense vines to follow, getting tangled. Massive muscles ripped through the black jungle while the Nemecite gave away the dark gate's position behind a barnacle of gray crystal by slipping into it.

"Oh no, you don't, bitch," Amber Lion growled and hurried after. He was bathed in lightning as he jumped into the dimension gate. The trio of left behind heroes kept cutting the area clear, vines littering the ground where they squirmed. Hovering above the mess, Rose Wolf moved his void around like a blender blade, shredding vines and removing part of the detritus altogether.

Amber Lion reemerged, the humanoid Nyx's neck in his grip. The leader pulled the enemy along through a rift. Nyx couldn't rift-travel, so tossing them into such a reality-tear tended to rip them apart - a major reason the dragon tower had been thought secure.

The Nemecite was more robust than its underlings but got cut wide open as it bounced off the white shimmer.

Rose Wolf gave it a kick into the next rift and it got injured some more. The trio plasma-blasted the creature back and forth. Amber Lion reappeared and shoulder slammed into the enemy to ram into yet another rift.

The incursion portal closed, the Nyx on the other side sacrificing this Nemecite to get away without a counter attack.

The muscle dragons ragdolled the Nyx back and forth until it was completely dismembered.

=====xxx=====

While General Akira's soldiers secured the tower from bottom to top, the entire muscle dragon gang crammed into a tent at the base of their headquarters, hastily thrown up between military vehicles.

Skin on skin, the immense hunks shuffled under a waterfall shower. The straight ones weren't going out of their way to avoid touching dick but Rose Wolf, Azure Catfish and Silver Tiger shamelessly rubbed off on each other's shampoo slick muscle asses.

Silver Tiger especially was humping Azure Catfish's ass crack as if -- no he was actually fucking. Jade Turtle sighed a slightly annoyed "Oh man".

Rose Wolf tapped Silver Tiger on the shoulder and got a grinning nod as confirmation. Rose Wolf stuck his dick into the hole of muscle dragon #2. Their pleasure tripled as their powers combined, putting them at the edge of orgasm with no risk of actually shooting yet.

"Feel it?" Silver Tiger asked between groans.

"I..." Amber Lion said, "Fuck, I... I do."

Silver Tiger whipped his head around. "Wait, you fucking what?"

The leader had his hand on his cockhead and rubbed gently, then vigorously. "The... effect you described." The captain swallowed hard. "We've never stood so close together when... I'm in range for the sex-link. I feel your pleasure. K-keep fucking."

Within moments, teammates #3 and #5 were also jerking off, facing away from the group, but still touching their backs to them. The massive beefcake and the black hunk trembled as the pleasure of four more cocks hit them.