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Unsecured Sound Test for Taiko by Draconicon

"I have to get some kind of agent or something."

Gus shook his head as he pulled a stool onto a small stage. It wasn't much of a seat, and it definitely wasn't padded like he normally would have in a sound recording room, but he was a little limited in options. Particularly, the lion was reminded of as he tweaked the speaker in the room, as he was the one that had forgotten to book the sound room.

Maybe I should get back to Greta and see if she wants to try the group thing again, he thought as he tweaked the dials along the side and the back. She never forgets these things. Might forget her clothes, but never a date.

After a few minutes, he managed to get it to a setting that he hoped would work. The lion didn't know much about the technical side of his work, but he thought this was what he'd seen in the last studio. Pretty sure, at any rate.

"Well, it'll have to work."

Lifting his guitar case onto the stool, he flipped it open and smiled down at his instrument. The whole thing looked like a Y shaped instrument, and the long neck glittered in the bit of light that came through the thatched roof of his little bungalow. The strings were nice and tight, and as he picked it up, the familiar tingle of the instrument ran up his arms and left him purring.

"Oooooh, yeah. That's the stuff. Let's make some music."

He just hoped that the walls were thick enough. It wasn't like his music was without its consequences, after all, but he was out on a beach. It wasn't like people would be just wandering by and sticking their ears to the door, right?

It was a fairly nice day to be on the beach, but that wasn't the main reason that Taiko was there. After all, he could go to the beach any time, unless Novus Ager had a day when it shifted just a bit too far from the coast for that. Didn't happen often, but it did from time to time.

But that wasn't the reason the drake was combing the beach in a pair of jeans and a bathrobe. No, he was looking for a certain mischievous lion, who had disappeared with nothing but a note saying that he'd be recording music on the beach. The drake shook his head, standing on his tiptoes and peering over a crowd of people just ahead of the main parking lot.

Not there...

He turned to look to the south, and then further up the western bit of the coast, but he didn't see hide nor hair of Gus. It wasn't like he'd miss him easily, either; considering the lion didn't wear anything but a leather vest, he'd stand out like...well, like the prince albert 'hood ornament' that he wore on his cock. The drake sighed.

Okay, if I were a...a perverted lion looking for a quiet spot...where would I go?

The answer hit him like a brick wall. Almost literally, except that it was posterboard instead. Taiko blushed at a rather explicit ad for some 'adult' bungalows further down the beach, and the drake took off like a shot, still rubbing his nose after having run into the board.

Gus, I swear, if you're forgetting again, I'm telling Greta!

The bathrobed drake ran down the coastline until he spotted a row of bungalows. He groaned as he immediately realized that he had another problem. He had no idea which of them Gus was in, and if he guessed wrong...well, he didn't really object to a good show, but he wanted to choose when he was getting one.

He'd just have to listen at the doors, and hope for the best.

Four bungalows and two burning cheeks later, Taiko pressed his ear up against the door for the fifth time. Almost immediately, he heard Gus' familiar humming, and the soft strum of guitar strings. And if he could hear it now, considering the lion's rocking proclivities -

He ripped the door open.

"Gus, I -"

STRUUUUUUM!

The drake was immediately bowled over, the soundwave slamming into him and knocking him onto his butt. The sand was soft, thankfully, but he was so dizzy that he couldn't tell up from down. But he had to -

Another blasting guitar chord blew over him, knocking him head over heels as he fell backwards in several reverse somersaults. The drake's robe fell off, and his jeans were tugged this way and that as he fell back. He finally came to a halt behind a sand pile, and could vaguely make out the sound of footsteps running over the beach, and took in the view of the sun in the sky.

Of course, neither meant very much to someone whose mind was completely blank.

"Ahhhh, fuck."

Gus slapped his hand against his forehead as he looked down at the mind-zonked drake.

"I knew I was forgetting something. Well...no time to start over. Guess I'll just have to take him back to the bungalow."

He pulled his friend to his feet, and then paused, looking him over. Without the bathrobe, it was much easier to see how well proportioned the drake was. The green and yellow scales were quite nice to the eye, and when he looked down at his friend's crotch...well, it certainly was a nice bit of eye candy.

"Hmmm, I've always wanted a nice groupie friend on stage. But during a recording should be fun, too. Come on, beefcake...meloncake..." Neither sounded quite right. "Ah, just come on."

He led the way back to the bungalow, and helped Taiko get into position on stage. Of course, since Gus was nearly naked, the lion felt that his friend should be about the same, and it wasn't like Taiko was in the best state to protest. In fact, as he helped the drake out of his jeans, Taiko almost seemed like he was enjoying it.

The lion sat down on the stool again, with Taiko kneeling beside him on the makeshift stage. The naked drake looked quite good, particularly with his legs slightly splayed and his shaft already on the way to an erection. The lion licked his lips, extending a foot and gently curling his toes around the tip of the drake's cock. It definitely helped, and he chuckled as Taiko's cock pressed against the bottom of his foot.

"Heh, good boy. Now just keep nice and hard for me. Hey, can you match this beat?"

He snapped his fingers at a moderate pace, click-click-click-click. For a moment, the drake looked up at him a little confusedly, then grinned. As Gus felt the cock head smack up against his toes and the bridge of his foot to the beat, the lion's grin got even bigger.

"Now keep that up, and we're golden."

As he plucked a few of the guitar strings, Gus looked out the open door, and smiled at the frozen, shocked walkers further down the beach. A big gator, a lovely orca, and a rather built dragon were all staring through the door at him and his friend. The lion smirked, his own cock starting to rise, sticking out right in front of Taiko's face.

"Well, it ain't a party until everyone's invited."

STRUM!

It hadn't taken long for his music to spread down the beach, and the lion could barely keep his seat as the stage was rocked from side to side by the newly eager fans. Gus wobbled on the stool as Taiko's cock continued to throb and bounce underneath his foot, smacking up against his sole - and sometimes right under his toes - to the beat of the song.

Drake's got rhythm, that's for sure, he thought as they changed to another song, and the 'beat' changed appropriately. Hasn't gotten it wrong yet.

He groaned softly as the drake's tongue flicked over his cock as well, the slender length flicking just under his piercing at some of the more sensitive flesh. With his fingers still active on the strings, he glanced down with a smile. It was pretty clear that the green drake was completely mind-zonked, particularly with his eyes drooping down and none of the self-consciousness he'd normally have at being exposed to so many people. Heck, for that matter, he was pretty sure that he'd never felt Taiko this hard before, even when he'd had other jam sessions around the drake's house.

Admittedly, that might have something to do with the constant cock-twitching, but he wanted to think it was just excitement.

The stage shifted again, and Gus was forced to stand up, keeping one foot on the ground and the other just above the zonked drake's cock. The lion looked out over the crowd, grinning at the wide swathe of speedo-wearing men. There was such a variety, and all of them were bulging from his music. He loved it, particularly the way that they stared up at him.

Heh, wonder if I'm their god or their fuckmeat, he thought to himself. Considering how hungry some of them looked, he could be either. But as long as he stayed on the stage, he was the one calling the shots, and they all knew it.

He slammed his arm down over the strings to end the latest song, and turned his hips slightly so that the head of his cock slipped into Taiko's mouth. The feeling of the eager drake suckling along it sent pleasurable shivers up his spine, but he looked towards the crowd with the biggest grin that he could pull together.

"Are you ready to rock out?"

"YEAH!"

"Then whip it out. Rock out with your cock out!"

The crowd cheered, and varying lengths of cocks were pulled free. Big cocks, average cocks, dark cocks, fleshy cocks, with big and small and average balls beneath them. Shafts slapped against asses, hips, thighs, and even against peoples' backs, if the person attached was of the right height. The people in the front row even leaned back, showing off to him just like he showed off to them.

Licking his lips, the lion finally sat down again, and pulled the drake to sit in front of him. The crowd got that much rowdier, seeing Taiko with the lion's cock situated right between his horns, oozing down on his muzzle.

"Let's rock, boys!"

He burst out in another song, a personal one that he'd made up a while back. It wasn't anything big or new or - as Thimas would call his creations - 'classy', but it was a fun one. He saw the looks in everyone's eyes shift a bit, going from being fully into it to losing their minds to the music. He knew that look; it was one he hoped to see all the time, and it was one that he loved to bring out with his music. Such a wonderful feeling, to lose your mind and go down to your instincts, to want nothing more than cock and fun. They'd be having a full-on orgy before long.

Heh, one of these days they'll put 'The Feral Rush' on an album. Until then, I'll just keep playing it.

The End