Jake Long wasn't your average tee...
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CHAPTER ONE [AMDRAG-ONE]
Jake Long wasn't your average teenager. Nope, he was more than that. Jake Long was what some would call the American Dragon. It was his job to see to the safety of his entire hometown. To protect it from the Huntsmaster; a sinister being whose entire body was covered in dark colored clothing, which prevented anyone from seeing little more than his eyes. Jake himself was a thirteen year old New York teenager, whose usual attire consisted of a red shirt a pair of shorts, and a pair of sneakers. Jake led a normal teenager's life unless he was called upon to protect the magical creatures within the area. The thing is though, this week was different. This week, not a single thing had gone wrong. Not one attack from the Huntsmaster. To make matters worse, everyone in the family was gone for this week. His mom and dad had left for a vacation they had been planning. Hayley was with their aunt. Fu and Grandpa were off to another meeting with Dragon Council. This left the entire house to him. Little did he know though that he was in for one heck of a week.
Jake had done little besides watching television today. With it being summer, he didn't even really have to go anywhere, so that just left him in his home. He flipped through the channels on his TV, but couldn't find anything to watch at all. "Dang, yo, a hundred channels and nothing on. How pathetic is this," he said to himself. He took a look around his empty living room. Everything was as quiet as ever. Jake sprawled out on the couch after shutting off the TV, and gently started rubbing himself through his shorts. He hadn't masturbated at all in about three days, owing to the fact his family had been snooping more than usual, but with his family now gone, he knew he'd be okay. Running his hand along the shaft of his cock in the shorts, Jake started to moan a little. "Yo, what am I worrying about? There's nobody else here but me." He looked around the house even though he knew he was alone, then turned his attention to his cock again. Pulling his shorts down to his ankles, he smiled, seeing his erect six inch cock poking out. "Arm of the dragon," he whispered. His hands and arms immediately took their dragon form. Grasping his cock with his dragon hand, he gently stroked it a bit. He didn't do this too often, but he had learned that as a dragon, it felt a lot better masturbating, but seeing as how the couch only barely fits him as full dragon, he chose to use just his hands instead. Gently massaging the shaft of his cock, he let out a couple small moans. His cock began to grow stiffer as he worked it, making Jake's moans increasingly louder. Unfortunately for him, though, at that exact moment, a knock came at the door. Jake immediately shot out of the couch, jerked his shorts up, and transformed his hands back to normal. Stumbling over himself, he made his way to the door and opened it, thinking it was Trixie or Spud. "Hey guys, how are... you?" He stopped. Standing in front of him was one of his friends from the Dragon Council meeting. The Australian Dragon; Fred Nerk. Fred looked a lot like Jake, except he had orangish hair, brown pants and a green shirt and jacket. Jake rubbed his eyes, unbelieving that Fred was there. He lived in Australia, and yet, there he was. "How did you..." Fred cut him off. "Dragon, remember?" He chuckled. He looked at Jake and saw that he was sweating a little bit but figured that it was probably from running to the door. He peeked his head into the house, and gave Jake a smile. "Hey mate, mind if I come in? It's a bit chilly out here." Fred looked at him, rubbing his hands together a bit as the wind outside picked up a little. Jake was still standing there, seeming a bit surprised to see Fred there. "'Ello, ya there, mate? I asked if I could come in."
