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Boxing Day.

I was awakened the day after Christmas by a stray shaft of sunlight beaming through the heavy clouds. Through the window, I saw that they were beginning to break apart a little, but if I had wanted to see the sun that day, I would have to go above them. Not that at that particular moment I had any intention of doing anything other than continuing to lie in bed and continue to cuddle my husky. The warmth of his fur on my scales, the just right coolness of his nose on my neck, the warm flow of his breath across my chest all made me want to savor the moment as long as I could. That, as they say, is what love is.

However, there was a big world out there, and it wasn't going to come to the bed for me. Particularly the bathroom- which I was reminded that I needed to use, so I gently lowered Cerberus off my arm and onto the pillow; he made the disappointed moan he always did, but did not wake up. I had taken care of my morning routine and was just sitting down to open my soda when he came down to start his day.

The morning passed quickly, as Deax did not return until after we had departed with my father on our annual trip to the local hobby store. Dad built model railroads, and I built cars and airplanes... Grandpa just happened to live near one of the largest hobby stores in the state. So on the day after Christmas, Dad and I would go see what we could find...and this year, Cerberus came with us. We all had a good time, even though we came home with very little...one model plane for me, a couple of books about train layouts for Dad, and Cerberus bought some drawing tools. While we were out, I got a text from Andi saying that he was coming over with Max and Kyrzta for the afternoon.

Deax had returned by the time we also returned home. He was asleep, and we decided to let him sleep until we wanted to go out for lunch. Cerberus and I spent the rest of the morning lying on the carpet in the living room, chatting with Mom and Dad about family history, area history, sports and almost anything else that came to our minds. Andi and his family arrived about an hour before noon, and we sent Max up wake Deax so that we could go to the local Mexican fast food restaurant for lunch. We had returned from that errand laden with food, which we distributed before Andi, Cerberus, Deax, and I went up to his room for some Halo on his Xbox. With the advantage of hindsight, it seems important to mention that this was very much a social event rather than a serious competition; we chatted and exchanged good natured ribbing all the while. Eventually, someone called something 'gay'. It would have passed, except that Deax got very quiet all of a sudden, looking at me very strangely.

"What's up with you?" I asked him jokingly.

Deax snorted. "I don't see why you're hiding it."

"What are you talking about?" I asked, but even as I did, I felt something cold knife through my guts. Something about his posture was all wrong and told me that I was coming out again...and not on my terms. I swallowed hard and my brain had begun to freeze up.

"What? You don't know? You sure wrote about it like you knew," he sneered. "My professor made us read that story of yours for homework! I had to respond to how motivational it was for you to suck another dude's cock!"

My brain had completely locked up now; this was moving too fast for me: I was a reading assignment for my brother? How? Why? The fact that he was angry with me had not even begun to settle into my consciousness and I just stared at him. From the corner of my eye, I saw that Andi wasn't moving, wasn't responding in any way...Even his ears were still giving no indication to his emotional state. If Andi was hiding his emotional state, Cerberus was doing anything but. His ears were pinned back, his tail was twitching, his hackles were up, and his teeth were bared.

"You ungrateful asshole!" he snarled. "That story paid for your Christmas presents!"

"So?" Deax shrugged. "I still don't see why you are keeping it a secret. If you didn't want the world to know you were a fag, why'd you go telling it all over the internet?"

My heart had literally stopped, my brain had ceased to function...There was nothing in my mind at that moment, nothing at all. I could see the shock on Cerberus' face as it briefly replaced his anger, and Andi looked... appalled. I just stood there with nothing to say, nothing to do. My mind had simply switched off; well, that wasn't technically true...A thousand thoughts and emotions swirled through my head, but none of them reached my conscious mind. I was on instinct now, and I felt only two impulses: fight or flight. I was either going to leap across the room to try to kill my brother, or I could run. I ran.

Even now, I barely remember running out of the house and into the snow. I had no idea where I was going, I was just going. I was numb and didn't feel the cold or the wet in my claws. I wasn't crying, but I felt the pressure of tears forming behind my eyes. I arrived at a park several blocks away before the feelings came back: The rage, the fear, the loneliness, and the sadness. I sat down at the base of a lone tree in a field and just felt miserable. At that moment, it seemed to me that the last ten months of my life had never happened and I was just a stupid dragon who just got dumped and had no idea of what he was. I couldn't help but think of the last time someone had called me that; and everything that had gone with it. I had never told anyone just how close to the edge that had driven me...the things I had almost done, how close I had come to ending it all... I couldn't even put it 'Coming Out' because the memories were still too painful. This may seem a little dramatic given the fact that Cerberus has told you that I'm writing this half a year later, but that is what I was thinking at the time.

Okay, it was a lie that I hadn't told anyone...I had told one person, and as I sat there in the snow, wallowing in my own self-pity, he finally caught up with me. I saw his paws seemed off white against the snow and I couldn't bring myself to look up at him...but I didn't have to; he knelt down and threw his arms around me. He didn't say anything for a long time, he just held on to me. I could tell that he was thinking the same things I had been and was extremely worried by them.

"Look Jay, he didn't mean it. De..." I cut him off with a snort. If he was going to be like that, he would get the same treatment as... her.

"Jay Dee!" he admonished, using my full name. "Don't be like this, not with family. You only get one."

I began to feel even more ashamed myself. He was right, and who knew it better than he did? I was being a fool, and the weight of that came crashing onto my shoulders.

"I just feel like I'm running from my problems," I said as I hung my head again. "I promised myself I wouldn't do that."

"You are not running from your problems Jay Dee," Cerberus soothed as he stood up. "You just need to blow off some steam. So, let's do it. Get out of your clothes."

"What? I thought you said..."

"You have a very one track mind my silly dragon," Cerberus chuckled. "You said any time I wanted to take a flight, we could. I want to go for one now...and so do you. So, get your clothes off and let's go!"

For a moment I just stared at him, unsure of how to react. He looked back at me, a happy smile on his muzzle, his tail wagging excitedly...it was a display designed to get a very specific reaction out of me, and he got it. I gave him a shy smile and stood up while removing my shirt in one motion. He was right; he always is about things like this. I hesitated a moment before undoing my pants, but my confidence had returned, and I pulled them off and tossed them to my doggie.

"Keep track of those for me please?" I asked him. With a grin, he caught them and tied them around his waist. I didn't bother with my boxers, I just dropped to all fours and let the change to my true form shred them. Even though I had done this less than a week ago, it had not lost the sense of liberation that it had on that magical night. I threw my head back and breathed deeply, filling my lungs and spreading my wings. I resisted the urge to roar and then lay down in the snow to allow my lover to climb up onto my shoulders. As I crouched down to leap into the air, I felt all the negative emotions of just a few minutes ago drain out of me and into the ground. The feeling of the air underneath my wings was just as soothing as Cerberus had predicted. I was a dragon, and I was powerful...I could even defy gravity, let alone my stupid punk of a little brother.

On this flight, I was a lot more active: I did sharp turns, banks, and dives all of which thrilled Cerberus to no end. I never lost my awareness that he was on my back, but somehow I was much more confident in my ability to keep him there even though the reason we were flying should have stolen my confidence all together. As I flew, and Cerberus cheered me on, my thoughts turned from betrayal to anger to acceptance. He was my brother after all, and he would stay that way...and I would always accept him, even if he didn't accept me. I came to this conclusion over the course of about an hour and a half, and was skimming a lake so low that my tail was touching the water when I decided that I was ready to face my family again. I had made my decision. Deax was right, there was no point in hiding it...if they couldn't accept me, I would be the bigger dragon and would accept them. I turned for home when I felt Cerberus give me a squeeze.

"Are you sure you are ready for this?" he asked without any judgment in his voice.

"I am," I replied. "I have made up my mind about what I want to do."

He didn't reply to that, didn't say the words 'I support you, no matter what you decide.' All he did was he gave me another squeeze. We didn't talk the for the rest of our flight, but we didn't need to, we both knew what the other was thinking and knew that being there for each other was the most important thing right now, and that was all we needed. The backyard at my grandfather's house was large and outlined with trees...easy to locate from the air, even in a majority dragon community where every yard was set up this way. I landed in the middle and quickly brought my head down to let Cerberus slide off. His paws had barely touched the ground before he had spun around and had thrown his arms around my head. The feel of his fur pressing against my scales, the slight wetness of his nose touching just under my eye, the gentle lick he gave my crest, it all felt so right.

"Oh Jay," Cerberus whispered into my face as he squeezed tighter. "You are perfect in every way, no matter what anyone else says."

"Well," I replied after Cerberus had released me. "Perfect for you at least, and that's all that matters to me."

At that moment, the back door opened and Max bounded out into the snow. Whatever the little wyrmling had expected to find, a full grown male dragon in his true form was not it. His head snapped straight up and he fell over on his back as he took in my size.

"That's right," I chuckled as I flicked a spray of snow at him with my tail. "Eat right and exercise and in twenty five years or so, you might look this sexy too." I folded my wings around myself and Cerberus as I shifted back. Cerberus untied my pants from his waist and held them as I stepped into them. He was smiling, and it wasn't his 'my boyfriend is naked' smile. "What?"

"You finally admitted that you're sexy," he giggled as he ran a paw over my chest. "I've been waiting for this for so long."

I felt heat rush through my scales, and knew that if I wasn't crimson already, I would be now. Cerberus must have felt it, because he chuckled again. Here, just the two of us, safe in the cocoon of my wings, all was right in the world. I wrapped my arms around him and pulled him close.

"How do you always know exactly the right thing to say to me?"

"Because I've been through this before," he replied with a hug of his own. "And now that you've been through it too, you will know just what to say to the gay guy you have to help come out."

"I'm tired," I whispered. "I'm tired of playing this stupid game. I'm tired of wearing this mask. I'm tired of pretending you don't mean the fucking world to me. I'm done. This is who I am, and the people that I needed to accept me, have. The rest, well they can just fucking deal with it."

Again, he didn't, nor did he need to, answer to that. He just smiled his proud smile and fell in behind me as we approached the back door. Max, who had recovered from his snow bath, bounded in front of us and jumped up into his mother's arms. Kyrzta soothed him and looked up as we entered.

"Did you guys enjoy your flight?" she asked when I'd closed the door. She'd chuckled, "Seems silly to let your roommate see you naked though."

"I never let my roommate see me naked," I told her, and edge of challenge in my voice. "My boyfriend can see me naked whenever he wants."

Kyrzta did not immediately respond to that but Mom, who was seated behind her, went stiff for a moment before a proud and accepting smile played across her muzzle. With my eyes focused on Kyrzta, I could not see Cerberus' reaction but I felt his tail begin to smack against my hip. I felt a smirk of my own play across my muzzle, this felt right. It felt even more right when Kyrzta just chuckled.

"Good policy," she replied. "And you guys got back just in time...my brother just got in, so we are heading out to have dinner with him and my parents as soon as Andi gets back. He took your brother outside a little while ago...he didn't look happy with him."

That was a load off my mind. Andi and Kyrzta both had had gay friends in college, and before long she was inviting us down to their place for a double date. We had just finished that discussion when Andi and Deax returned, and from the slump of Deax's shoulders I could tell he'd been given the third degree. Andi's family went through the departing ritual, and we exchanged hugs. For some reason, they asked Cerberus to help them take some stuff out to their car, which left me alone with Deax. I knew that I was going to stand up to him, no matter what, and so I had crossed my arms and flexed my crest to make myself as big as possible. He looked properly chastised.

"Look," he sighed. "I'm sorry I called you that...it wasn't right. I just, you know, had to find out in that way..." He stopped and looked at my face, which I managed to keep neutral.

"I accept your apology," I told him, keeping all emotion out of my voice.

"Look, I'm headed over to Krixi's for the night... Um, I was wondering if you could... do an interview with me for my class. The teacher loved you story, and she's encouraging us to write about something different. You guys aren't leaving right away are you?"

It was a question I thought long and hard about; on one claw he had apologized...but on the other, he had apologized only for his language. What he actually thought remained buried, but my new found resolve not to cower in the closet allowed for only one answer.

"We don't have to," I replied. "We're heading back to Mom and Dad's for a regular Christmas, but we don't have to leave right away."

He didn't really say anything else; he just headed upstairs and packed his things. He barely said goodbye on his way out the door. I hadn't really expected him to...for him that was normal. That left just us, my parents, and my grandfather in the house and soon Grandpa was talking about supper. I, to be honest had had just about enough family for a while, but Mom saved me by suggesting that I had promised Cerberus proper wings and had not delivered. So while the three of them went out to a nice sit down restaurant, Cerberus and I went out to the local pizza place. We ate there and Cerberus freely admitted that they were the best wings he could remember having. We drove around for a while after that, just talking, and got back after dark.

Everyone had already gone to bed and we both knew what the other was thinking. We padded quickly and quietly upstairs, closed the door tightly, and I went over to open the window while Cerberus stripped. He giggled as he spun in a circle, teasing me as I removed my own clothing. We kept as quiet as we could as we embraced and kissed, his paws tracing the divide between my grey belly scales and my crimson body scales, my claws playing through his back and tail fur. This moment was the moment that I forgot everything but the two of us, and how much I loved him. Our nude crotches rubbed up against each other's, exciting us further. This was my favorite moment, where we were purely concerned with making each other happy, and we were both on the edge of arousal. I felt all my cares and worries fade away. I smiled at Cerberus and slowly dropped to my knees, sliding my claws through his fur from his shoulders to his hips as my muzzle settled in front of his sheath. I inhaled his wonderful scent, my breath coaxing his perfect shaft from his sheath. I ran my pointed tongue over my lips and prepared for one of my favorite activities.

I had only just begun to lick when Cerberus put a paw on my forehead and pushed me away. My disappointment must have showed because he gave me that smile he always does when something particularly naughty crosses his mind. My husky always looks so damn cute when he gives that smile. He pushed me playfully down onto the air mattress.

"I know my dragon has had a rough day," he chuckled. "But he's not having all the fun to himself."

With that he motioned for me to lie on my side, and then he did the same facing me so that the object of my desire was within easy reach of my muzzle. It took me a moment to realize that HE was positioned the same way, and it did not fully register until I felt the warm wet roughness of his tongue touch my shaft. I looked down at him to find him looking at me with a 'Well, what are you waiting for?' look on his muzzle before he returned his attention to my maleness. I did the same, and it felt amazing!

I kept my attention on my task, but my mind could not help but conjure up the image of us lying there, each other's maleness in our muzzles, contented and in pleasure, our arms wrapped around each other waist, forming a circle. I saw the Ouroboros, the dragon swallowing its tail...the eastern symbol of eternity. Yes, I could see myself doing this for eternity. We loved each other that much...

I had never tried this before, but it was impressive to think about, both of us performing at the same time, with no guilt that the other might not be enjoying himself? I smiled around the wonderful shaft in my mouth, my eyes rolled back at the sensations of his tongue on my own member as he went from tip to base and back again. I ran my own pointed tongue up and down his shaft, tickling his tip, wrapping it up and moving the loop up and down. I felt more then heard him moan, and I did the same as sensation flooded through me. How we did it, I have no idea...but I encountered his full knot at the exact same time that I felt my own orgasm about to begin. We both inhaled sharply, signalling our shared climax, and I felt myself release at the exact second that his seed started to fill my mouth. It was intoxicating, and I lapped it up greedily as I felt him do the same. Of course, in the back of our minds, we both knew that the more thorough we were now, the less we would have to worry about later. I kept my nostrils pressed against his crotch until he had fully retreated into his sheath. Only then did I feel just how tired I really was...I had no energy left to do anything more than stare at the ceiling.

Somehow, Cerberus found the strength to turn himself around and place his head in my shoulder and cuddle up next to me. He threw an arm across my chest and gave a contented sigh. He didn't say anything, and he didn't need to...he just fell asleep, the shared thought unspoken but not unacknowledged. We didn't need to say the words: We both knew we loved each other. The last thing I thought of before sleep claimed me was just how lucky I was to have him as my boyfriend. Who else could have taken what should have been the worst day of my life and turned it into to something I would remember for all the right reasons for a very long time?

Thanks again to Ruth of Pern for editing. We both had a little bit of real life drama while writing this.