BarNight~
Quickie with two scalies (told ya I'd come back!...fornow). Reviving them once again!!!11 and trying the different style of the typical breakfast - lunch - and dinner of a smut story, foreplay - oral - anal XD so, the rundown is what would happen if a dragon and a t-rex met at a club/bar. It's M/M, gotta be above 18, so on so forth.
Two bodies had clumsily shoved through the doorway of a small house, wrapped together with no care in the world about who saw them making out while fumbling for the keys. The pair slammed right into the loveseat positioned perfectly aligned to the doorway, their shirts tossed aside to a chair not too far away after a few minutes of locking maws with lewd sounds coming out of them both. One of them were weighed down, while the other rested on top, lustfully rubbing himself over the other male.
The one on top that was giving something similar to a lap dance to the other male was Corey, a fit, scarlet dragon that had little to no idea as to what he was thinking when he stepped foot into a bar earlier that night. All he went in there for was to explore the new area in town that he thought he'd fit into the most with little difficulty. Turns out after a drink or two- no wait, was it two or four?... Five? Eh, all were the same to him at this point. Anyways, regardless of how much he had, it brought back quite a lot for him to deal with. The red drake was handling his predicament fine, actually- he just seemed a bit more...touchy, than he usually was when sober. It was common sense to keep his clawed hands to himself but currently they were gripping the massive, fleshy slabs of saurian pecs before him as he gyrated his lower body against his violated dino.
The one getting his broad chest groped over was Westley, a rather large, bulky individual that someone wouldn't pick a fight with in a club, or even if they were going against him. He was massive, probably two Coreys put together with a pinch of more muscles that complimented his rigid face and saw-like teeth poking out of his thick maw. Westley was a man that had no problem partying when he had the chance. Probably about seventy percent of the time he leaves his workplace he goes out to the dance clubs or sports bars having a good time and enjoying the fresh air of relaxation. Today however, he bumped into a new person in town that caught his eye, and after a few drinks and conversations sometimes ending with a powerful slap to one's broad back followed with hearty laughters, Westley formed another friendship. Some that he had before went down the wrong path and left a few scars towards his great heart, but starting new ones had possibly eliminated the stress of being lonely sometimes- especially this tipsy drake for some reason.
The ash-gray rex rumbled deeply to the caressing rubs Corey's greedy hands gave like a child finally clutching long awaited presents. In this case, the drake's long awaited gift was a thick stud of a tyrannosaurus that gave off poses like some sort of bodybuilder model with the addition his shit-eating grin, flashing his marble-white teeth. Westley's eye ridges browed over with a sly expression with his lavender tinted eyes looking right into the dragon's.
"When are you gonna get to the real thing?" he inquired, idly flexing and making his violated plates of jade-tinted pecs bounce to the soft touch of the dragon's claws. The clumsy Corey blushed a bit, sliding his hands all over the place; down Westley's partially green chest with the hardened nipples giving the slight difference to the smooth, ripped surface of his body as the traveling fingers made their way over his abs' dark crevices and his hidden navel, which was where the stroke of green on his body was fading back to his natural gray color. The drake didn't answer briefly, but took time to marvel at this behemoth's delicious body.
"Why are you so eager for me to continue?" the entirely new drake slurred out between his teeth with a giggle only a pervert could master without any effort. He was about to break the conditions to be labeled as such when he leaned in closer to the rex, parting his cherry red maw and dragging his thick tongue over Westley's bulging underarms, savoring the saurian's delicious taste as their lust filled eyes met each other.
"You're eye candy to me right now, and I wanna enjoy allll of you." Corey explained with no hesitation, smiling to give another nuzzle to the burly chest.
"Heh. Funny you should say that to me." Westley smirked with another taunting sound that rolled out from his warm throat, delivering a thrust from his powerful, thick hips to the drake. "You acted like a shy schoolgirl when we had our first lil' chat at the bar. Now you're all mushy and horny - that's a very bad combination."
The slightly hairy drake gave a smooth kiss to the calm one's muzzle. His thick clawed digits ran up to the thick arms above Westley's head and his slightly damp pits as his gyrations from before returned, awakening something in his scaly loins that literally curved outwards from his body in the denim. The alcohol he consumed gave its two cents worth to his erection along with his strong attraction to the big scalie guys, which added on to the strain against the tight jeans he was a few throbs away from ripping apart to only be in his thin boxers.
The same could be said for the teasing rex as he adored the small bits of worship to his body with the tweaking pinches and thumbing over his thick nipples that held a deeper pigmentation of green. All of the small bits of foreplay made his bulge twitch under the weight of the large dragon, which indicated that they both had urges to...control. Westley's large hands ran down the muscular drake's sides, cool to the touch, his dark claws ran over the smooth surface of the cherry red flesh until they reached a new surface of a loosened leather belt and tight denim of the jeans. The drake had a layer of hair covering his mighty spiked chest and muscled arms, but it wasn't excessive- it was barely showing its presence judging by how much was there.The saurian licked over his lips as he clenched and squeezed at the covered rump, eliciting a moan from the heavy behemoth from above that was having enjoyment playing with the two hard bumps on the bouncing pecs.
Both of them shared the same moan at different volumes, which was repeated even louder when the kinky dragon leaned in closer, licking and sucking at the rocky teats without hesitation. They had a great scent of the prehistoric mate the more Corey sniffed into his chest and abs, especially his deep pits as his lower body was literally shoved into the other's tented lap.
"You have ways with that mouth of yours, Corey." the saurian cooed, relaxing into the plush chair. He didn't have to lift a finger in order to become satisfied when he had the big drake to do all of that for him. No one gave a worshipping rubdown similar to this guy, and it left Westley wanting even more. "I wonder what else you're good at licking."
"I can most definitely show you~" the drake winked, worshipping his way downwards between his victim's meaty legs. A large, protruding lump wedged into the tight denim throbbed like it was breathing, rising and falling against the petting dragon's hand. Corey had little experience with this type of predicament since he never went outside of his boundaries for a relationship, regardless of how serious it was. Honestly, how could it be handled by someone like him? Schoolwork and staying on track was his main passion and goal throughout his life, not partying and socializing with people outside of class. All of those goals in mind of being successful and having a good life never had the dragon think about starting a relationship, especially a homosexual one. He didn't go both ways, but after years of browsing through several adult videos and favoring several categories of men over women, Corey fell right into the males without any denial.
Though the red one's mind was stuck thinking of how his preference even started, the groping hands hooked in the bulge's zipper and ran the jeans open with the ruffles of the clothing to be kicked off to the side to their shirt pile.
"I never brought a guy home, or vice versa." the kneeling beast spoke, trying to not focus on the brief's mountain before him. The gray owner's eyes stared down him, giving more positions and poses, toying with his elastic waistband with some claws. Just the condition alone indicated that they were kinda old, based on its slightly ripped sides, missing hatches in the fabric, and the small bits of holes scattered everywhere- even his bulge that revealed portions of some veined skin. Seriously, they looked too small for someone like him. "I'm too nerdy for people's tastes."
A humming sound of enjoyment came from the t-rex, hinting a smile through his sealed lips. "Poor thing. I'm kinda flattered you've brought me over here. I would've done the same."
"I'm not really in the best character," Corey snickered, inhaling the musk that reached his horned nostrils. His sausage sized fingers hooked his zipper and tugged his pants off to be in his tented boxers as well, finishing his words with nothing to hide from the beefy guest, "as you can clearly see."
"Why? It's a very good look on you, hunk." Westley complemented along with his approving moan from the view. The grey hands spotted with green ran over his body, giving a show. The bulky dragon nearly drooled; his rosy blush and sported tent gave an encore of the voyeurism before his lusty eyes. Westley definitely got his viewer hypnotized by his ivory green hands running down his sloping chest, over his thick nipples, down towards his warm, bulging abs and hooking his claws in the waistband, making both of them shudder in anticipation during the short pause. "Maybe this can be removed?" the deep tone questioned with the browed eyes glancing up to Corey's, slowly lowering them to reveal his darker colored region, exposing his smooth pubic scales and about an inch of his base. The dragon was in more of a trance, now knowing that the rex had flesh. No matter how appealing a male was to him, he could not stand any slit or sheath popping out from their loins. In other words, he was picky with his fantasized tastes.
Still, the drake had difficulty remaining in his composure. Holy fuck, he was a tease. Such torture had the mesmerized drake throb so much that the tip of his tent began to darken, becoming damp with musky fluids. This only made the tyrannosaurus chuckle several times, giving a seductive sound with a slow shift of his meaty hips from left to right. Westley didn't mind giving a show, and it only made him even more anxious to have both of the large scalies naked. It was only a matter of time to see who would lose it first and strip everything off. The saurian parted his maw, licking over his deadly rows of teeth as he glared at the dragon with a dirty smile. It was a challenge he knew he won based on the pre ejaculate bleeding through even more of Corey's tent that blocked out the view of his treasure trail.
The red beast couldn't take much more of this damn teasing. With a growl he had his boxers thrown to the chair, leaving him completely nude and stiff. Corey's length stood out proudly, unashamed of its impatient dribbles as it ran out of his hood. His uncut penis was the deepest part of red his body could muster with the exception of his hidden hide and covered scrotum, with his cockslit only bearing a small hint of pink similar to that of a new rose. One could only see it up close if the skin was pulled down to expose his cock at full mast, which he's done to the sight of the horny rex, slowly masturbating his seven inches with a tear of precum forming out from the rose slit. Westley swooned over the show to him now, grinning evilly. Not bad at all.
"Well, 'hunk'...Does this look good?" Corey smirked, flexing for the rex with his thick organ grasped, waving the dark red meat to his viewer. The rex replied with a smooth whistle, raising his eyeridges.
"Mmmmm...Of course it does. Not as big as mine, though." he brushed off the comment as if it was nothing, lowering his musky boxers down more to reveal his lower bits. The whole moment seemed to go by in a flash where the saurian's cock flung out with immense power to give a loud thud! against his lower abs. God, it was the size of a monster, Corey thought when the sound of the mushroom head that sprung out from the enclosed area echoed in his mind, and now he stared at the large organ, throbbing against the toned green belly that rumbled.
"Heh. See? Told yeh." the braggart said with pride, having a lot of nerve to use kegel exercises to taunt his prey. That fucking smartass of a monster. Corey didn't want to imagine a whole beer can held right next to the prick, and it looked like it was over eight and a half inches of intimidation with several thick veins crawling up to its bulbous crown. Westley flexed his darkest colored organ of his body idly, rising up and away from his muscular body to beckon the hypnotized dragon, bouncing and twitching up and down in the partially heated air.
Corey could barely imitate the lewd rex's actions with his own penis reacting on its own as he padded towards him like an attracted magnet, drooling at the slick saurian. For a drake, Corey didn't seem to possess the traits necessary to be the dominant one. Lust was the pure drive that took over his almost sober mind, observing the beast in front of him,finally closing the distance between them with their meaty cocks kissing, pre ejaculate ran down their shafts and mixed with the other's when their glans slid around. Westley trailed a claw over Corey's jawline to his head, giving a smooth pet.
"How would you like to entertain me even more, hunk?" he asked with a soothing tone in his masculine voice with a hint of seduction. "We can't just cross each other all night."
"Don't call me that," the drake murred as his rugged jaw was caressed, rumbling in response like a pleased feline."But that would be very fucking hot to do all night." His eyelids grew heavy with a crooked smile curling upwards on his face as he gazed into the rex's calm, intricate eyes. "But, sadly I have to agree - you look delicious. Body and all."
Corey glanced down, slurping his mouth loudly as the mere sight of their swords clashing made his rise higher on cue. The rex grinned with his hand pushing the drake down to his waist level, and with a perverted chuckle, Westley brought his captive into his hung, milk filled balls.
"Now that, looks good on you." Westley chuckled as his testicles slid over Corey's muzzle. His hand grasped his tool and slapped it on Corey, with a moan. "Hunk." A swift blow of musk ran into his large nostrils like a wall as he almost went cross eyed, savoring how wonderful it felt to have the rex's hung balls over his face and greedy lips. If he even dared to have them in his orally talented mouth that held numerous nights of practicing with larger than life toys, that rex would be doomed to cum very soon.
But he did it anyways. It didn't take long for the rough but smooth scrotum to seep into the wet mouth as the evil dragon took both balls happily, one by one with a small bit of effort due to their large size.
"Oooooh, fffffuck, right there..." Westley choked up to muster as his horned fingers played with his hardened nubs with a light squeeze to his fleshy member. Corey gave those nuts a hard time to settle since his thick tongue swirled around each of them and ran over its dividing line of skin. The small, rigid teeth had raked over the surface of the sensitive orbs gently, welcoming them into his safe yet torturing haven any throbbing cock or musky sack would dare entering.
Corey suckled on both of those sweaty balls and gave them a departing tongue to roll off of back against the saurian's flesh after what seemed like an endless set amount of time of lewd sounds from the mouth and the pants of the rex as the mouthy drake admired the light reflecting off the damp scrotum that even showed off its miniature net-like patterns.
The dinosaur heaved a bit as he let his body relax, watching his fat cock arch upwards between the two scalies, still having the bit of pride to flex it between the two with a smug look.
"You're .. you're not bad at all.." Westley complimented as the dragon's hairy hand grasped the silver prick, stroking it slowly and observing the smooth motions his skin made from his base to his glans. It wasn't hooded like Corey's, but it had more girth and foreskin than he thought when he was first dazed with it. The thud that slapped on the warm stomach rang in his groggy head again as his leathery hand tightened, stroking the gray skin to its base to see his exposed, bulging head twitching angrily.
This only made the dragon more eager to choke on it, savoring the musky scent that lingered in his maw. His dark eyes challenged the pleasured ones above, aiming the fat, drippy tool right to his dry lips that nearly made him use both of his meaty hands.
"Neither are you." his warm voice spoke, waving the trapped member right against his tongue, he could literally feel the warmth it radiated as it had nearly made contact. "I've always wanted a large one."
"I guess the drinks and gettin' tipsy finally got you what you wanted." Westley grinned, feeling the wet tongue wiggle over his head, eliciting a groan of approval. "I rarely had times to use it."
The long, intricate tongue slipped out from Corey as it slowly ran over the cock's bulging underside.
Fuck, that's good, the both had shared at the same moment as more slurping sounds continued from the submissive, hungry drake as he went up and down like some food on a stick one would savor.
"Well you would a lot more if you stuck with me, Wes." the dragon lustfully with a series of slurps and suckles breaking into his sentence.
"Aaggh, I just might... F-fuck, yesss..."
Corey raised his head and smacked his chops as the moaning rex positioned himself to be more presenting, his legs splayed open even more with the visual of his thick asscrack as he put his weight onto his elbows. Provoking the beefed drake, he ran a large finger down his musky mouth, glancing down and back up to the saurian with a devilish smile.
"We can work it out, big fella." he spoke confidently, bearing his slick teeth. "But for now..."
His wet finger broke the sentence as he began to wedge it into the thick, musky crevice under Wes' taint, making a low, elongated grunt shoot out from his lips with his dick rising even more. The thick claw wiggled and searched around the muscled flesh for the darkened entrance to graze and part open.
"I want to get back on you. And you're quite a tight one, huh?" he smirked, watching the rex scrunching his face as his digit had finally found the X mark deep in his halves of flesh. Wes just groaned like it was the real thing, didn't he? It was quite kinky to do with the right deal of wiggling and prodding, but this brought out something the drake never expected.
Was he blushing? Oh, he was. He didn't even bother trying to fight it back- Westley had spread out more with a sigh that pleaded for relief as his hidden hole discovered out in the thick flesh was pried open slightly. His face showed it all- embarrassment, lust, pain, anxiousness- it showed his consciousness of wanting it to stop but the overpowering bad side roared, s_hove it all in, fingerfuck me! hell, go overboard- two or three fingers!_ Or better yet to get those thick cheeks spread open and pounded silly.
"Y'like this, Wes?" the horned dragon said with some advantage. "You like gettin' fingered, big guy?"
"Goddammit, yeah I do..." the tyrannosaurus whispered, gripping the furniture with his strong hands.
"You look like you want more." the cocky dragon taunted, being just as perverted as the dirty dialogue in several pornos he had seen before that would make even the viewer embarrassed to hear. He never understood why it was cheesy to say but it was a major difference from watching to doing it, making both of them even hornier than before. "Yeah, you look like you want a really good fucking."
"I bet you can't, you fuckin' perv." Westley sighed. "I... I bet you can't even figure out what to do once you're in."
"I'm the perv? Hah... says the one shoving people's faces in his balls." the drake emphasized with a rough thrust of his finger into the soft, velvety walls.
"And? You're the one that was rubbing your dick all over mine and mentioning you would do that back at the club." the fingered stud threw back.
All of this excitement had gotten Corey off track of his goal to have a nice taste of that taunting, lewd tool. It challenged him to get this far, and he wasn't going to let a simple fingering forget his purpose to tame that succulent prick.
"Yeah... and it was fucking good, too."
"Mmm, agreed..."
With a slow movement, Corey's large mouth took over the bloated tool, disappearing completely as his bobbing began. The rex shuddered slightly, feeling his damp balls into a warm palm and trailing off its thick claws nonstop before being rolled around in its thick pouch, mixed with a thumb circling around into that coin purse.
"Y-yesss.." his low voice quivered, "suck that dino dick like a real dragon..."
A vibrating moan rose from the one between his legs as his slick tongue lapped over the skin and dabbed itself in Westley's cockslit, profusely wiggling at the bare surface of his parting glans when he popped the tool out his mouth sometimes. Precum oozed out and dribbled down the thick penis that tried enduring this skilled mouth- it was nowhere near easy. The t-rex grasped the horned head of the red beast and gyrated himself into the needy maw. He needed to gain control of this situation and attempting to skullfuck could be the best he could do at this point.
Though it's been nearly ten minutes of such a slow cocksucking that nearly made Westley spit out even more vulgar comments.
Corey wasn't having any trouble at all after a first few bobs up and down over the jawbreaking cock. The thick length had slid easily down his throat and the muscles in the tight airway gave a heavenly feeling with its small yet smooth tunnel. Westley never had this much pleasure before from others, or even himself, it was far beyond his reach for pleasuring satisfaction no matter how hard he would've tried in the past. His once-torturing hand had found its way down to his red cock again, slowly masturbating while the ash colored musky groin slammed itself into his grunting head. How could he not enjoy this? It was damn near delicious for every inch, and he had a great talent of controlling himself, even though his slow strokes accelerated every now and then, with some spots of precum hitting the ground from the rough impact of the horny rex.
"Mmmnngh, fucking hell!" Westley roared as his rhythm picked up, but his thrusts were so rough that he sometimes missed thrusting his dripping spear after drawing his thick hips, violently sliding across Corey's face with a streak of pre and visiting pulsations left behind on his cheeks with its few bits of disparting strings. It didn't phase the drake's stroking one bit as his peach fuzzed balls swayed under his squatting legs with both of his hands now grasping the muscled globes of the large gray's flesh when the gratuitous head pulled away, leaving the twitching dick to throb madly with its few globs of mixed spit and precum running down its shaft, dripping on the floor.
"H...had too much of it... didn't you?" Wes panted with a slight bit of disappointment in his tone and eyes. "I... I figured you... couldn't take it all..."
And he was still bad mouthing. Even near the brink of a delightful climax, Westley still had some ego to toss out.
"Too much? I was having too much time suckin' that big thing!" Corey grinned, leaning back to show himself off with a teasing look, stroking his thick cock. "I've practiced with some toys of mine just about your size, even bigger. I'll definitely come back to that later. I just want to mess with what I was fingering earlier."
"Heh. What, you think you can tame me? I don't think so."
"I think i pretty much proved what I'm capable of, specially with how you reacted to a finger alone." Corey smiled, tracing over the veins and wrinkles of skin on his cock with the same exact digit.
Westley glared for a moment with that shade between his eyes and snout coming back. Of course he wanted it, if he was moaning like a bitch in heat getting fingered why would he refuse to take it up the ass? He wondered about it for a while, his attention broken by the moaning sound from the macho drake as he continued taunting. Corey ran his hands across his thighs and waist before he reached lower to clutch his hairy balls that were larger than average. Wes hummed for a moment and gave a suspicious look.
"Odd that yours have hair." he murmured. "I don't see many hairy reptiles around."
"That's because I'm one of the better ones." the drake shuddered, forgetting how wonderful claws felt running along his scrotum very slowly. No wonder why it almost brought the rex over the edge, they were both sensitive to the bare touch! Corey didn't bother hiding his excitement with how pleasant it was, probably to make Westley yearn for his length more.
"Shit, that feels good..." he hissed in delight before getting back on topic. "And I bet I can fuck that hole wide open. Do I have to prove it?" the dragon challenged, stroking his twitching cock to the saurian who was mimicking his twisting hand. "All you got to do is go face down ass up for me and I'll do the rest."
"Heh. You're on." the rex smiled, grunting as he began to shift around.
Without another word the tyrannosaurus turned around, and followed the simple directions, mind you he had a hot back. His muscles were bulging, and so were his large globes of grey cheeks. Small speckles of mint green similar to his chest were scattered across the field of his rump and the base of his large tail that waved around. Westley moaned slightly, one of his flat hands raising to give a loud blow to his ass. The slap cracked with a small but rate reaction of his cheeks tensing. To the dragon it was nothing more than a challenge but to Westley, he hit the jackpot. His invitation hopefully got him the lusty request to get fucked silly and filled up to the brim, and just the mere thought of the afterglow of the fresh cum running out his hole, sweat rolling down their bodies had him more impatient as he raised his tail, waving his hips as he leaned up against the chair. It was definitely worth staring at with those dangling orbs rocking as well from side to side.
"I'm waiting, hot shot." he beckoned, looking over his shoulder. "Prove to me you're better."
Corey crawled over to the precious rear, grasping the bulbous ass cheeks with a smirk. He kneaded their fleshy contents, getting faintly dizzy with Westley's musk the more he parted those taut halves apart, exposing that tight, winking butthole.
"Mmm, fuck, man," the drake hesitated, keeping those cheeks open. Letting his fat tongue roll out, he slowly went upwards, lifting the heavy balls and dragging the sack up to have them dangle back down. Westley's small taint was licked over roughly and the hidden, wrinkled hole got a wiggling tongue that would make even the tightest squirm in shock. Corey was in heaven, gripping and even giving a swat to the large ass that pressed itself to him. Westley cursed, gripping the floor as the tongue twisted and dabbed its way into the tight hole inch by inch, which was a small interpretation of what that hot prick would do once he shoves it all in.
"H-holy shit, Corey..." the rex panted, shaking his hips. "Fuck...fuck me... please."
The pleading was exactly what the drake wanted, rising to be on his knees with his scarlet cock smacking over the presenting ass. The scarlet beast gripped the cheeks, massaging and feeling them tense up to the touch as his cock sawed its way in between.
"I bet you're glad you've ran into me back there," Corey started, giving a sly look as he hotdogged the saurian's bubble butt. "You're so fucking big..."
"I can say the same about you," Wes exhaled, feeling the massive weight dividing his green and gray cheeks apart. He leaned back more to give more resistance, "I bet you never had a stud-like fuck buddy like myself..."
"You're right, heheh. I'm the weird one, but now I do have a nice, buddy," the dragon gyrated, stopping midway of his dry, sweaty humps to pierce his cockhead into the saliva-loosened hole, making Wes wince in immense pain and pleasure clashed together with a coo from Corey. "Oooooohhh... a, a nice, tight, and warm fuck buddy..."
He was only a third of the way in, thrusting in a few more inches until their bodies met and their balls collided. The drake ran his hands over the muscular back, leaning his fuzzy belly against it as he breathed on Wes, pistoning his hips in a circular motion. His rumble ran through both of the males.
"It's...fucking big..." the saurian panted with his blush taking over his face. "H-harder..." was the only thing he begged to Corey, feeling the thrusts increasing with impact and speed, having their bodies create sound to hear outside the room if anyone was nearby. Beads of sweat ran down their faces and rolled down their muscles as thrusts became louder and louder, making Westley hum deeply. The dragon panted as his cock spat out precum against the tight gripping walls he was surrounded by, forcing his way in thrust by thrust and balls deep into the dinosaur. The momentum between the two rocked the chair they were against, literally pushing it against the wall as Corey mounted Wes.
"Like gettin' fucked, right?" the red beast growled, picking up his pace to ram into the sore star he kept puncturing for the past half hour. To keep his notion and endurance, he just kept teasing, "Gettin' torn real hard by a thick dragon makin' you squeal like the dino bitch that you are!"
"Fuck yes!" the saurian groaned, tightening his ass around the piercing tool. The fucking had almost cut off every word Westley was panting to say. "Fill me already!"
The ball slamming thrusts remained constant, but slowed down a bit. The piercing dragon rose his hips slowly, and rammed itself into the bruised and now black rear, repeating his new rhythm. Wes clawed the arms of the chair with every thrust inside, fucking the air out of him and forcing his own hips to grind his leaking cock over the smooth furniture. He had spurt out a few drops of precum over the chair and smeared his liquids over the cushion where he leaned over. Their climax was slowly creeping about as the gray's twitching cock was grounded against the plush seat.
"Hehh, I can't decide..." Corey whispered to the rex after another hilting throw of his body.. "To fill that nice hole and eat you out, or just make your back a nice, hot mess..."
"I...I said fill me..." Wes stammered, clenching down onto the hot prick just barely. "I want to feel your cum oozing out of me for the whole fucking night..."
"Mmm, how about that, a nice warm bum of seed..." he chuckled, licking his lips. "Fine. Under one condition - you need to visit me about every other day... to eat, talk, dick around, the usual..."
The rex looked down to the cushion with a panting nod, releasing his vice grip on the uncut member to continue. To be with this hunk of a dragon and possibly fucked on a daily basis, that's something he's certainly down for. His sweaty hips pressed against the hairy drake's, both of the men groaning at the same pace, escalating to growls and vulgar sounds as their hips and balls crashed together. His new rhythm made him stay inside of the loosened hole and slowly drawing himself back, pressing the rex as much as possible into the furniture to have him orgasm first for the best tensing walls. Westley was having a hard time to resist cumming, but the whole night forced him to let go.
His body moved with no resistance against the dragon's thrusting motions as he looked to his cock that stared right back up, pinned between the chair and his abs as it was about to make a messy bullseye out of its target.
"Hahhh...hahhfuck, I'm so close... fuck, man!!" Westley roared, with his claws leaving their streaks into the furniture, tensing all of his muscles. His bucking to the chair caused his thick cock to shoot several jets of his thick seed against his belly and the furniture, thrust after thrust. Warm, white smears of spunk oozed down his green chest and abs and down the skin of his shaft as the fucking Corey done bashed the dino into the chair.
"S-shit, Westley..." the red shuddered as his cock throbbed in between the warm halves of the battered ass. He slowly withdrew his hips back with a sloppy sound as he observed the aftermath of their lewd intercourse. His draconian seed was kept in the runny hole as the fleshy cheeks twitched. "Mmmnice..." he slurred, nosing his snout in the destroyed rear, lapping up the cum off his hole and over his taint. Wes couldn't muster up the energy to make a gasping sound as his hole was violated once more, feeling his balls tugged back and lapped off of as well and back to the hole after a long pause.
"God...goddammit", he finally spoke, inhaling the cum and musk the chair contained. "Are we doing this every time we meet from now on?"
"Hahhh, fuck yes..." the dragon chuckled as he sat up on the chair with two towels for them both. "Only if you're up for it, of course."
"If I can have a go at yours, too." Westley winked, eyeing down the scarlet beast as he wiped himself down. "But this night was long as hell."
"It was. Perhaps we should sleep, since you're too 'empty' to keep on." Corey grinned.
"Empty? Now whoever said that?" the dino smirked. "Maybe in the morning I'll return the favor~"
Their words were left with a musky kiss that shared their breaths and had them trail off to the bedroom, where more and more lusty acts continued with the sleep.
~end...or to be continued? ~