"This isn't exactly a dragon reserve, at least not in terms of people. None of them came here voluntarily," he said, grinning.
"Stubbornness, red hair and freckles." God, he had hated his freckles when he was younger. His skin and his hair had been lighter and they stood out terribly, especially when the sun was out. "But why am I complaining if it helps you?" he asked, chuckling, and then shook his head. "No, I have no intention of talking to your family or encourage their random trips to the camp. One unannounced visit was more than enough. Thanks." In fact, if they never had to deal with family, relationships and marriage, he'd be a much happier man.
"They didn't have the bodies they have now, all the muscles. They were no where nearly as good looking." He pushed past the waist band of Charlie's trousers as he spoke and his hand got inside his trousers. His fingers closed around Charlie's cock and began stroking him with slow movements. "I like this kind of stroking a lot better." This had started because he wanted Charlie to relax and now he found that he loved watching him come undone under his hands.