A Walk in the Park

The two drunken lizards stumbled arm in arm down the deserted park road, making their slow meandering way from the bar that kicked them out to a new opportunity to drink.

Ivan, a portly trucker, strolled down the road towards his truck. He had an arm around a large half-feral, keeping his companion walking in a straight line while they joked. Drinking with Graus was always a fun time for Ivan. The raw animalistic nature of the half-feral allowed the trucker to feel at ease. He knew he couldn't offend Graus, no matter how "improper" he behaved. Farting or drooling, or speaking lewdly about past sexual exploits - it was all acceptable to his hulking companion. The fact Graus could barely speak coherently meant that Ivan wasn't interrupted frequently, too. "So, what'd'ya think of the bars here, Graus?" ".... fun" the dark-scaled and red-throated lizard grunted beside him, his tongue licking at the thick saliva dripping between his open lips. The lumbering lizard was wrapped in thick clothing, the thermal layers allowing the cold-blooded reptile to be functional in the night-time air. Ivan chuckled at the simple response, slowly raising his head and looking further down the sidewalk. "How 'bout we have some real fun? Does that sound good?" "Fun?" Ivan chuckled again as they got closer to a fox that was trying to hurry home before the rain started falling. Ivan shoved into Graus's shoulder, causing them both to stumble into the furred fellow. "Hey!" the fox shouted out as the two larger lizards bundled him off the path and into some dense shrubbery. A quick punch to the muzzle from Ivan left the fox falling backwards onto his ass. Before he could recover, the trucker delivered a brutal kick to the fox's face - a wet footprint visible above the now bleeding nose of the stunned fox. Ivan laughed at the yelp of pain his victim emitted. He looked over at Graus, noticing how the half-feral's eyes fixated on the injured fox. Reaching out with his large brown hands, the hunched lizard grabbed firm hold of the fox's upper-arms, sinking his teeth deep into the shoulder flesh to discourage any fight and to get his first taste of blood. He lifted the struggling fox into the air easily, a deep pleasure-fill rumble coming from the half-feral's chest. Ivan, seeing that the fox had started kicking at his assailant, reached into his belt and pulled out a wicked hunting knife. He pushed it deep into the fox's back, pushing out the air and collapsing one lung. The fox's shouting quickly gave way to a disturbing gurgle as blood quickly filled his deflated lung. Pulling the knife out and enjoying the small spray of blood and the growing red stain in the fox's clothing, Ivan pushed it back into the other side of the dying man's back. The fox's legs curled in pain. "Good job, Graus. You can chew him up now" The half-feral barely heard the trucker's words, his mind taken over with bloodlust from the rich coppery taste in his mouth. As his food's struggles slowed and stopped, he released the fox's arms - his teeth still embedded in the shoulder, causing a lump of muscle to tear free as the trembling body fell to the ground. He then dragged his foot over the fox's chest, his tough toe-claws digging in to fox through his t-shirt as the powerful half-feral pinned his meal beneath a powerful leg. Ivan stepped in to pull the pesky clothing out of Graus's way, exposing the belly of the fox. Graus quickly bent down and sank his maw into the exposed flesh, taking a large bit of the still living fox and tearing it free before swallowing it whole and going back for more of the tasty meal. Ivan bent down over the fox's head, looking into the wide-eyed face of the fox as his companion started feeding. He knelt down, knees on either side of the fox's head to keep him in place as he listened to the horrible gurgling of blood in the dying fox's throat, propping the head up so the twitching fox could stare at the half-feral devouring his sensitive stomach - partially blocked by the muddy foot on his chest. Fishing out his swelling cock, Ivan started to stroke it as he gazed into the fox's eyes. The rich smell of blood, and the pathetic bubbling of blood in the victim's throat made his cock rock-hard in seconds. "Don't worry, buddy. He'll get to yer heart soon enough. Wonder if you'll get to see me jizz on ya before that. Let's find out" Ivan said with a wicked grin on his face, periodically looking around to make sure no one was coming close to their hiding spot in the bushes. Graus's sensitive nose perked up at the familiar scent of urine and fear coming from the fox. He ignored the smell, one generally signalling submission. He was not about to back down - he had already won. The cries from the fox did not distract him; it was time to claim his prize. He gulped down another mouthful of entrails and muscle before pushing his snout deeper into the fox's belly cavity - blood and viscera being pushed aside as the fox began to tremble in shock. The weak thrashing of the fox's legs had already grown still. Graus bit deep into the tight muscle of the diaphragm before rearing back - dragging and pulling the remaining entrails with it as he tore the tasty flesh free from the fox's abdomen and chewing it noisily as viscera dripped from his salivating mouth. He could no longer hear the pathetic attempts at shouts and agonised howls from the squirming meal. A few minutes later the musky scent of Ivan's cock began to reach the half-feral, causing his own lizardhood to stir - a rather thick and bulbous cock slipping free from the genital slit. As life finally left the fox's ruined body, Ivan grunted out in pleasure as thick globs of potent cum started arcing out of his large manhood and fell onto the warm body - splashing into the pool of blood that had spilled from the ruined hole of the fox's belly. He could hear Graus rumbling out a warning - the half-feral probably considering the scent as a territorial marker as he slowly chewed the fleshy contents of their latest victim and moved his feet into a ready-to-pounce position. "Relax, buddy. You can finish yer meal. I won't take it off ya. Just try to hurry up, before I get bored here." Graus pushed deeper into the body of the unconscious fox, his sensitive tongue searching out for the weakly pulsing heart. Finding it, he forced his thick head further between the rib-cage. A few bones popped out of place under the strain, but soon the lizard was chewing the tastiest part of his kill as he knelt in a large pool of blood.

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Ivan licked the last glob of cum from his fingers as he led his companion down through the city park. He could tell that Graus was anxious for some more fun, especially after his midnight snack. As they came to a sharp curve in a dark path, Graus quickly lumbered ahead - straight into the path of a skateboarder in a freshman's hoody. The young raptor managed to shout out "shit!" before being shoved onto the ground by the half-feral. Graus chuckled and pinned the college student, his open mouth dripping thick saliva down on the raptor's chest. The young man could only kick and struggle as he watched the half-feral drool onto his hoody. "The fuck is your problem, man?!" was all the teen managed to say before Graus pushed the raptor's head into the cold concrete, leaving him stunned. The half-feral then ran after the skateboard, his tail flicking excitedly behind him as he ran after his new toy. Before the raptor could fully regain his senses, Ivan was standing over him. The trucker delivered a savage kick to the student's face, causing the raptor to roll onto his belly and yell in pain. Another brutal kick landed, Ivan swinging his leg as hard as he could into the raptor's chest - driving the wind out of the boy. The raptor curled up into a defensive ball, unable to cope with the sudden assault. - a handgun drawn and pointed at the teen's face. "...wow, easy man! What the hell-" "Graus, get over here and hold this guy down" The half-feral growled a warning at Ivan, worried that his friend only wanted to take away his new toy, but as Ivan's piercing gaze reached Graus's eyes, he dropped the board and walked back over to the whimpering student. Graus quickly bent over the raptor, placing his large hands on the student's arms and pushing his knees onto the raptor's hips, either side of the tail. Ivan pushed his foot down onto the raptor's head, the blood from the busted nose coating his sole and smearing along the student's face. "Time to play, Graus" Graus let out a lustful grunt at the signal, reaching down with one hand and undoing the snaps that kept his pants up. Soon, his cock was swelling out of his slit again, as he rubbed himself against the crying raptor's chest. "Please- no, you can't do this! Please, just get off me. I can give you money, man, jus-" Bang! - Bang!

Ivan - his face blank of any emotion - looked into the shocked expression of the teen as the young raptor's eyes slowly lost focus and blood began to dribble from the two fresh holes in his forehead. The trucker just watched as the body twitched and the pool or gore slowly grew larger. Graus was distracted by the loud noise, but his cock throbbed harder at the new scent of gunpowder and blood. "Wanna shoot!" "Graus, no. Yer too stupid to handle a pistol like this. Besides, yer claws are too thick" "Want!" Graus snarled, beginning to straighten up over the now still corpse of the raptor. "Quiet! We don't want no attention on us" Ivan looked into the narrowed eyes of his partner in crime and knew Graus wasn't about to back down. "Okay, okay. One shot" the trucker said, as he removed the magazine from the gun - leaving only the round in the barrel, and carefully guided Graus's hand around it. "Now, when I count to three, ya just move yer finger onto the trigger and squeeze, okay?" "Okay" "Good" Ivan said, keeping the gun pointed away from both himself and Graus. Soon, it was pointed at the raptor's temple with a clear shot into the ground beneath. "Now... one, two, three!" Graus quickly jerked the gun sideways - pointing it into one of the raptor's open eyes - before pulling the trigger.

Bang

"Fuck sake, Graus! Don't do that!" Ivan said as he quickly grabbed the pistol back from the now laughing half-feral. "Fun!" "That's not funny, Graus. Look, ya got blood and eye juice all over it - never mind nearly shooting me in the foot. Bad, Graus!" "Fun..." Graus rumbled again, his tongue beginning to lick at the crater that remained of the raptor's eye. His cock was now at full mast, as his hips started humping it against the dead student's belly. Graus opened the Velcro of his coat so it would fall around the raptor, keeping the heat trapped between the two bodies. He then used one hand to effortlessly tear the crotch off the raptor's pants and underwear. He aimed the fat head of his cock into the waiting tailhole and with a feral, lust-filled grunt, shoved his cock knot-deep into his latest kill. Ivan sat down beneath a near-by tree. He pulled another can of beer out of his coat and started drinking the warm brew, enjoying the show Graus was putting on as he wiped his pistol clean and reinserted the magazine. He enjoyed way Graus was abusing the young man's corpse. Shortly after he had finished the can, Graus let out a subdued roar of pleasure as his dick exploded inside the raptor. Ivan stood up, and stumbled over to the cooling corpse. Adjusting his pants and fished out his cock, he squatted broad-legged over the raptor's face and started to piss on the teen's body, the hot musky liquid soaking quickly into the raptor's clothing and running off into the bloody pool beneath him. Graus quickly copied Ivan's stance and released his own strong yellow stream onto the body - aiming for the open mouth, mostly. The loud splashing of the half-feral's stream, as well as the sour smell that wafted up, made Ivan lick his lips slowly. "That's a nice looking cunt ya got there, buddy" Ivan said staring at the stream coming from Garus's slit - the half-feral not erect enough for his dick to be visible. "What cunt?" Graus asked, ignorant of the insult as the growing pool of warm urine began to wet the soles of the two pissing friends.

Quickly lost interest in the now sodden corpse, Graus's eyes looking around for the skateboard. Spotting the board a short distance away, the half-feral clambered back to his feet. "Fun!" was all Graus said as he pulled his coat closed and pushed his dick back into his pants. He ran off to fetch the board, once again attempting to keep his balance as he pushed off. "Ha ha! Graus, you idiot, yer gonna break yer neck that way" was all Ivan could say as he looked at the half-feral slip and fall every couple of seconds. "Fun!" was all Graus said as he pulled himself up and went to fetch the board, once again attempting to keep his balance as he pushed off. Seeing his friend once again fall face-first onto the path, and knowing that they shouldn't linger around a fresh kill, Ivan walked over. "Okay, okay, you can have fun. Just stand on it, I'll pull you through the park, okay?" "Okay... fun."

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The pair of drunken lizards soon reached the docking bay where Ivan's truck was parked. Now that Ivan had sobered up a little, he knew he should get his friend back to the slum district the half-feral called home before it became too cold for Graus to stay active. "Okay, Graus. Time to go home" "...fun?" "C'mon man, I've been pulling ya since the park. Fun time's over" "...but, fun!" Ivan sighed - then let out a small yelp of surprise as Graus's claws reached inside the trucker's pants and started stroking his manhood. "Graus... there's no room in my truck for us both to fuck" "No need truck" the half-feral said as he knelt down and fell onto his back, pulling the trucker on top of him. Ivan turned around and lay down on top of the half-feral, head to crotch in a classic 69 position. He pulled the half-hard cock out of Graus's pants, coaxing it to full hardness as he stared at the large dusty feet of his buddy. Soon, he could feel Graus's wet tongue and warm breath against his own manhood. He loved the sloppy licking his friend gave lil' Ivan, the way that long and flexible tongue would wrap around his shaft to get the full flavour of the trucker's musky crotch. With a rumble of satisfaction, Ivan took more of the half-feral's cock into his mouth, sucking and bobbing his head on the fat shaft, enjoying the remaining dribbles of salty urine and the warm and rich musky coating. Taking a deep breath, he could still smell the bloody mess of their most recent kill. Ivan reached a hand out to grab the large truck tyre - keeping his body steady as he rode through his orgasm. He could feel Graus's tongue undulate at each thick burst of cum filled his mouth and was swallowed down - a nice desert for the fox organ dinner. The sensations quickly overwhelmed Ivan's drunken mind, his eyes closing and hips thrusting further into his friend's face. He could hear Graus's grunts, but could not tell if it was from pleasure of distaste.

Once recovered, he pulled his mouth away and used his hand to squeeze the bulbous knot at the base of Graus's dick - quickly coaxing a thick wad of cum from his friend that splattered against the side of the truck. Pulse after pulse of the half-feral's seed gushed out of the cock, Graus grunting and squirming through an intense orgasm.