I offered  games45 a pic of his original character Gordon the blue bull. He accepted and said I could do whatever to him, so why not have Gord meet my oc Draco?

Sitting against a tree, Draco relaxes under the shade of its branches. The sun beaming down from above, scorching the city in the August heat.

“Man, this heats’ deadly, all the pools and bodies of water are packed.” Draco complains, despite being a dragon, he’s not used to such temperatures. “Boy, would I give for something cold. But at las, I have no money.”

Then he hears it, whistling. Looking around, his eyes catches a large shape. A bulky, blue bovine, with a big belly, walking in Draco’s direction. He’s wearing rustic red shorts but no shirt, brown hair and beard. His eyes closed, walks joyfully with ice cream cones in his hands. In his left; a chocolate triple scoop, in the other; a vanilla single scoop. Licking his chocolate ice cream, he stops under the tree and sits down Close to Draco, leaning against its trunk. Letting out a satisfying sigh, he continues licking his chocolate ice cream, oblivious to Draco’s presence. Looking up at the bovine, he see his pecs are practically the length of his whole head. Looking at the blue furred mass, Draco can see that there’s a little to no sweat on the bovine’s belly, while the sweaty areas have mostly been his head and arm pits. Suddenly the bovine stops licking his cone, at the realization he’s not alone, looks down his left and sees Draco looking up at him.

“Uh, hello?” Draco says, trying not to act like he’s been doing nothing.

“Hi, didn’t see you there.” The bovine replies. “Guess I’m the first one to sit under this tree today.”

“Nope, just been sitting out of the sun. I would’ve gone to a pool or something, but their all full.”

“Same here, some luck we’re both having. The names Gordon, I’m a bull.”

“Draco, I’m a neo-dragon.”

“Oh, I guessed right away that you were a derg.” Looking down at his right hand, Gordon looks back at Draco and holds out his single scooped cone. “Want it, I gotten it for free when I bought my triple cone here?”

“Really?” Draco couldn’t believe the words he just heard.

“Sure, doubt it’ll last much longer in this heat. Look, it’s starting to run a bit.” A drop of the vanilla ice cream drops on the grass between the two of them. “Besides, looks like you could use something cold too.”

“Thank you.” Draco reaches for it, but Gordon pulls it away and up near his chest. “Hey, you said I could-.”

“Not down there, up here.” Gordon smiles with a raised eyebrow, pointing a finger at his massive belly. Gulping, Draco gets up and walks to Gordon’s front. Seeing there’s a patch of brown hair at the belly’s bottom front, he gets ready to climb up. Gripping some blue fur, Draco climbs up to the very top of the squishy mass and sits upright. “Here ya go.” Gordon hands him the single scoop, Draco takes it and licks it. Smiling upon tasting a cool, vanilla cream.

“You could’ve just gave it to me instead of making me come up here.”

“I could’ve, or you could’ve of refused right away, either way I would’ve given it to ya. But you didn’t refuse to climb on, didn’t you?” Gordon smirks at him, licking his ice cream. Draco blushes at this, realizing what he’s saying. “C’mon Draco, I could see it in your eyes, you like to be on bellies don’t ya?

“Yes I do, but it’s not a fetish. It’s just in my comfort zone.” Draco looks away and licks his ice cream. Suddenly a finger gets under his chin and turns him to face Gordon again.

“Oh it’s alright, I’m not a judge of that sorta thing. I’ve come across lots of people who want in on my belly action, everything from feeding me to using it as a water bed. Hehe, I don’t mind, I like the attention.” Gordon smiles and licks his ice cream.

“You don’t?”

“Not one bit.” Gordon answers. Draco smiles and lays himself down on the bull’s belly, making himself even more comfortable. “There ya go, make yourself comfortable.” Patting Draco on his back, Gordon continues to lick his cone before it melts away. Draco licks up the last bit of ice cream and eats the cone up. Gordon sees this and eats his cone whole, swallowing it and letting out a small belch. “Well I’m gonna relax for awhile.” Laying himself down, Gordon wraps his arms behind his head and looks up to see Draco is still up on his belly. “You don’t have to stay you know.”

“I want to though.” Draco replies. Gordon smiles up at him and closes his eyes. Soon he begins snoring, his belly growing and shrinking with each breath. Draco just smiles and rests himself too. Both of the new found friends snoozing under the tree together.



Gordon belongs to

Draco belongs to me