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Mark was still picking feathers out of his teeth when the house next door was sold again. The lion had gulped down the last parrot living there about three days prior. The dad of the family? Mark wasn’t sure. Birds like that all had cloacas so its not like he could even tell from what hole he fucked before he ate him, but he was pretty sure he’d eaten the three kids first, then the mom that Saturday night he came home drunk, and then the dad the next morning. He hoped another meal had moved in next door, so he was originally disappointed when a pair of gators showed up after the movers. Like Mark and his son Caleb, the reptiles were father and son. Mark went over the first day they moved in to say hi and give the pred father some tips on which houses in their neighborhood still had good prey living there. The dad, Andre, was 52, three years older than Mark. His son, Lawrence, was likewise a year older than Caleb at 19. While it would have been nice if a family of gazelles or some other easily digestible snack had moved in, Mark took quite a liking to the gator pair. Andre had similar appetites to him, sexual and digestive, and before long Mark was taking turns flip fucking the gator in lounge chairs by the lion’s pool. Andre usually came over with a hardon poking out of his slit and a wriggling belly sitting above it. Mark kept his own steady diet of prey thanks to his job as a doctor letting him snap up the more unfortunate - and non-contagious - patients who came to him, but occasionally he went out with Andre to a house on the block with new residents and slurped them down together with gator. Mark loved teasing the prey in Andre’s belly, and the gator caught on to the practice quick. The lion would go nuts when the big lizard rode him and pressed their squirming guts together until they both belched up their meal’s final breath. Sometimes the two preds went out on the town together, usually ending with a couple prey pulled into the bathroom or an alley somewhere. They’d be fucked, filled, and swallowed down like toys, and neither male had trouble getting it up for a round two while they settled in to digest. It wasn’t long after the gators moved in that Mark caught Lawrence looking at him with sexual interest. Literally caught, since the younger gator had been jerking himself off looking at the nude lion in his pool. His sharp ears heard the wet squelching noises, and his nose picked out the familiar smell of an aroused alligator. Andre had come home to find Mark fucking his son on their living room couch, but the older man had simply laughed and said “Guess you finally caught the horny fucker! He’s been whacking off to you since a week after we moved here.” Mark grinned and continued humping that tight, scaly ass while Lawrence moaned. His barbed cock pulled another orgasm from the gator while Andre changed upstairs, and the two preds left the younger reptile lying a puddle of cum while they went out to devour a cute chiuahauha couple that had moved in a few days prior. Later that evening while they were both digesting the little dogs in their former home, Andre spoke up again. “You know, your boy’s been looking at me the same way Lawrence was looking at you.” “Hmm?” Mark said. He lifted his hips slowly, letting Andre’s cock slide out of his ass. Gator cum joined the puddle of lion jizz on Andre’s belly and crotch as Mark rolled over next to the reptile. He had figured it was only fair to get fucked by the alligator after he’d left his son gaping. “Caleb. He’s been making eyes at me. I’m out mowing the lawn, he’s looking through the windows. I’m over with you out by the pool, I hear him whacking off from upstairs.” “What’re you gonna do about it?” Mark asked him. Andre glanced over. “Figured you might have a problem with that.” “Nah,” Mark said. “Kid knows what he wants. And he’s barely a kid anymore.” “He’s half your size.” “Yeah, he’s no pred. But Caleb went and grew up, sometime. And he’s no virgin. He comes home from campus sometimes smelling like so many guys I can’t pick out the scents.” “Trust me, when I’m done with him, he won’t need any other men.” So they went home with their bellies gurgling, and Mark opened the door and let Andre through first, heading right for the steps. Mark sat on the couch and put on a movie, but before long he was stroking himself while upstairs he heard his son yowl like a cat in heat - which he was. About an hour later, Andre came downstairs, naked and smelling like aroused cat - even more so than he already had. “You were right,” Andre said. “Kitty’s gonna need a good fucking twice a day to keep him happy. I’ll see what I can do.” For a while there was a balance. Mark came home well fed, and Andre feasted mostly on the neighbors, since he didn’t get to snack on anybody at his work. The two preds still fucked, but more often than not when they came over each other’s houses, their dicks slid inside the tight holes of each other’s sons. Caleb and Lawrence didn’t complain. Until one day, Mark came home hungry. Andre was out shoveling mulch for his garden as the lion pulled into his own driveway. When Mark got out of his car, the grumble of his starved gut was audible across the lawn. Mark could hear Andre chuckling. Frustrated, the lion walked over. “Hey Andre, I can’t remember, is that family of calicos still in 1207?” “Nah, I sent them through the furnace five days ago.” “The whole family?” Mark whined. “You seen the size of them? I got the husband and wife down together no trouble. Haven’t eaten since, actually.” Mark’s stomach rumbled again. “Yeah, its been a few days for me too. Anybody moved in recently?” Andre shook his head, tail swaying behind him. “Nope. You probably shouldn’t have eaten that realtor.” “It was a slow day at work,” Mark muttered. The fox had just been sitting there in her car, and the lion hadn’t been able to help himself after a tasty patient he’d been planning on eating canceled their appointment at the last minute. “Hadn’t fucked a hole that tight in a while either.” “Well, I’m pretty famished too. How about we go down to Mike’s for a beer and some tail?” The lion sighed. “Yeah, I guess. But damn, I’m starving. If you weren’t my size I’d swallow you in a heartbeat.” Andre laughed, slapping his belly. “You’d have gone down like fine wine the day I met you if you weren’t aS big as me too.” “Think we could get a pizza delivery boy out here?” “You know they won’t come out here anymore.” “They’ll forget in a couple months. You good to go out then?” “A little dip in your pool, maybe, and I’ll be as clean as I need to be.” The two preds walked back to the lion’s house and through the side gate. As they got close, they heard water splashing. Both of their sons were playing around in the pool, naked. As they entered the yard, Caleb waved at them. “Hey dad! Wanna skinny dip?” “When have you ever seen me do anything but swim naked, son?” Mark asked. He stripped off his clothes, but Andre was out of his work shorts and stained shirt in a heartbeat. THe gator dove in with barely a ripple. Mark followed his fellow pred in with a cannonball. “Show me how to dive like that!” Caleb said to Andre. “You ain’t built to slide into anything with your fur, son, except maybe somebody’s throat.” “Someday,” Caleb said. “But I slide down on your cock pretty smoothly.” “Mind giving me a refresher on how it looks?” the gator asked, swimming to the edge of the pool with powerful strokes of his tail. He propelled himself out of the water and up onto the side in a single smooth motion. “Andre, come on! We were gonna grab some ass at the bar so I can eat!” Mark said. “Just let me borrow him real quick, dad. I’ll make sure he doesn’t last long,” Caleb said. He swam over and had his head in the gator’s lap before Mark could reply. The lion sighed alongside Andre, although the gator was much more content. “Take Lawrence for a spin, Mark. Maybe if you empty your balls you’ll be happier.” The lion rolled his eyes, but the younger gator was already slipping from the pool. He was on all fours on a lounge chair by the time Mark hauled himself out, dripping wet. “Come on Mark, you never last long in my ass either,” Lawrence pleaded. “And you can have a taste of me.” He lifted his scaly tail enticingly. Mark’s sheath twitched. “You better believe I’m not lasting long,” Mark warned the gator as he approached. “And I’m not going easy either.” Whatever Lawrence tried to say in response turned into a moan as Mark dropped to his knees and dove tongue first into the reptile’s hole. The big cat used the barbs on his tongue just like the ones on his emerging cock. The lion loved the taste of the submissive gator’s hole. The contrast between his rough, scaly hide and his smooth, clenching tunnel was entrancing. And today, the taste drowned out everything else from the lion’s mind. He was so hungry, and the gator tasted so good. Musky, sweet, sweaty from romping around in the pool. Mark had to pull his muzzle free with a tremendous force of will. As sound returned to his mind he heard the yelps and deep growls behind him that meant Caleb was working on Andre. Mark stood up, licking his lips and remembering Lawrence’s flavor as he pressed his aching shaft against the spit-slickened entrance beneath him. Lawrence was pretty used to Mark’s dick, but it didn’t stop a long moan from coming out of him as the large pred hilted himself in one go. And that moan became a yell as the lion pulled back just as quickly. In seconds, Mark was hunched over the smaller male, grunting and growling as he fucked him ruthlessly. The gator couldn’t help himself. He growled as he came, clenching on Mark’s cock as his own shot ropes of cum in front of him. Lawrence was struggling to breathe, but he still accepted the kiss when Mark pulled his head back, locking their lips. The younger gator tasted sweet front and back. Delicious, warm, inviting, clenching on his shaft while Mark clamped his muzzle to Lawrence’s. It was so natural when his jaws went wider, slipping to engulf the gator’s longer muzzle with ease. The lion had long since lost count of the number of people he’d fucked into his jaws like this, and Lawrence was one more to the tally. The gator even panicked like most of his prey usually did, arms flailing until the lion pinned them to his sides. Mark leaned back, still fucking hard into the gator’s ass, until he was sitting on the edge of the lounge chair. Another gulp and a shove of his muzzle squeezed in Lawrence’s shoulders. With the widest part of the reptile in his throat, the lion sank down over his meal, curling in on himself. The younger male kept struggling, but Mark outweighed him and outmuscled him by far too much. His tail was pinned between their bodies, and Mark kept it out of his muzzle deliberately instead of eating it folded up the gator’s back. Mark got his lips all the way down to Lawrence’s leaking dick. Greedily the lion slurped it up, bent double on his food. He held him there, working his hips frantically, dragging his barbs along the gator’s well used passage until a throaty growl rumbled up from the lion’s chest. His balls pulled tight against Lawrence’s ass and Mark pumped his load deep into the struggling male’s rectum. He didn’t relish the afterglow. He was too hungry. Pulling the gator off his dick with a powerful motion of his neck, Mark tossed his head back and swallowed, gulping down Lawrence’s hips. “Mark.” The lion gulped again, enjoying the sensation of the struggling reptile sliding down his throat. Lawrence’s legs licked frantically, but Mark was an experienced hunter. In seconds the scaly knees vanished. Mark reached up and pushed Lawrence’s paws in with both of his, leaving just a foot of thick, scaly tail dangling outside his lips. “Mark!” Turning at the yell, the lion sat back and looked across the pool. Judging by the mess in the water and the pronounced bulge in Caleb’s stomach, Andre had finished emptying his balls into the lion’s son. Both of them were staring at Mark. “What the hell are you doing” Andre asked. His voice was a low, threatening growl. Mark slurped up the last bit of Lawrence and swallowed, tracing the bulge his tail made down to the now writhing tan furred belly. “I told you I was hungry,” the lion responded. “He didn’t look like he wanted to be eaten.” “Never stopped me before,” Mark grinned. He felt something coming up, and opened his jaws to burp. “UUUrp. ‘Scuse me.” His stomach thrashed wildly, and Mark sighed with pleasure before gulping some more air down for his neighbor’s son. He couldn’t help a couple humps of his still erect cock against his belly. “Dad, spit him out! He didn’t want to be eaten!” Mark looked at Caleb like he had gone crazy. “I’ve never spit up anybody before, son, and I’m not starting today. What’s the big deal? He wasn’t a pred. He was gonna end up in somebody’s gut, and mine was hungry. Least I treated him right. You can see how much he enjoyed it.” Mark stuck a thumb over his shoulder at the puddle of gator jizz seeping through the lounge chair. “You’ll spit him up if I have to make you do it,” Andre growled. Mark eyed him, not nervously, but with respect. The alligator and he were well matched, but Andre might be able to make good on his threat. “Dad, please, we had a plan. Lawrence had a dream. Guys our age, and we could get to know them first. It would be romantic when it finally happened, not…” Caleb gestured broadly over the carnal scene around the pool. The effect was spoiled a little with him still sitting impaled on the shaft of a man twice his height. Mark snorted, and even Andre rolled his eyes. “Romantic? Caleb, I raised you smarter than that. When I was your age, I said whatever I had to to get cute guys and girls like you to come with me. I forgot their names before I opened my muzzle. The only thing they got out of it was a nice fuck and a full-body massage.” He slapped his belly. “Just like I gave Lawrence. Hell, I’ll remember him better than some young pred ever would.” “You still ate my son,” Andre growled. “So what? I’ll trade you, if it helps.” “Trade what?” Caleb asked. Andre was looking down at the lion he had just fucked, and Mark saw the hunger in his eyes. He knew it was over, now. His son figured it out pretty quickly when he heard the gator’s stomach grumble behind him, though. His head leaned back, and he saw the merciless eyes of a predator. “No. No, Andre please! This isn’t what I want.” Mark sighed. “Son, we had this talk when you came out to me as a prey. If you don’t throw yourself into some guy’s jaws, someone you don’t like his gonna take you anyway. Don’t you like Andre?” “That doesn’t mean I want to be eaten! Dad, please, help me. Spit up Lawrence, and don’t let Andre eat me. Please, Andre!” The last said with his head back, clasping his paws together. There was a long moment, and then Andre nodded. “Alright. Go talk to your dad.” Mark’s jaw dropped. Caleb looked ecstatic. “Thank you!” The younger lion squirmed and gasped as he lifted himself off the gator’s thick cock. Andre wasn’t shy about growling in pleasure, but Caleb missed the real growls they covered. Mark heard. And when Caleb finally hopped into the water with his ass leaking reptile cum, Mark saw the predator lean forward, eyes intent. “Come on dad, don’t be like this,” Caleb started. He was paddling across the pool, and he never noticed Andre slip into the water behind him like a shadow. Mark didn’t react as his neighbor went under the surface. “Don’t worry kiddo. I’ll make sure you get to say goodbye,” Mark told his son. “What are you-” Caleb was pulled underwater so fast he didn’t even scream. The lion closed his eyes and leaned back on the lounge chair, grimacing slightly as his shoulder settled in Lawrence’s leftover cum. Bubbles broke the surface of the water, and waves lapped at the side of the pool while the lion basked in the late afternoon sun. His dinner was still wriggling, keeping the lion’s dick stiff and dripping as the young gator rubbed it unintentionally from inside Mark’s stomach. Maybe twenty seconds later, Mark heard dripping water and cracked an eye as the older gator hauled himself out of the pool. HIs stomach was noticeably thicker and squirming with Mark’s son, now. “Can I invite more prey over here? I’d forgotten how much fun it is to hunt underwater,” Andre asked conversationally. “If you bring enough to share, go nuts,” Mark said lazily. “I promised Caleb he could tell Lawrence goodbye.” “Can’t deny them a last chance to talk,” the gator agreed. He padded forward, thick tail swinging behind him and thick cock bouncing underneath his bulging belly. Andre swung a leg over Mark and the chair, lifting his tail and then slowly lowering himself onto the lion’s shaft. “Fuuuuuck yeah,” Mark purred. He felt himself slip inside that smooth gator hole, and then Andre’s dick pressed against his full gut. As the gator settled down and hilted himself, his cock was trapped between their struggling meals. “Be a good son and stroke me off, Lawrence,” Andre growled. He started rocking his hips to hump into the squeezing motion of their bellies while rubbing his prostate with Mark’s barbed penis. “Goddamn, I can never get enough of this.” “So all’s forgiven?” Mark asked the blissful alligator. He tried to hump into his neighbor, but the weight of three bodies on top of his made that difficult. He had to just lay back and enjoy the ride. Judging by the feeling in his middle, he wasn’t going to last long on round two. Eating his neighbor’s son, seeing his own boy get slurped down a gator’s throat, it did things to him. Mark grunted and growled as Andre picked up the pace. “Yeah… I guess so.” Andre rubbed Mark’s belly with a paw, pushing down Lawrence’s attempts to escape. “He was… fuck yeah, he was always gonna end like this. If it wasn’t you, I woulda fuckin’ slurped him up myself one day.” “I thought about eating Caleb last night,” Mark admitted. “How is your ass as tight as your son’s? “Don’t flatter me,” the gator growled. He was thrusting wildly now. “Oh shit, I’m not gonna last long.” “Me either,” Mark panted. He felt his food thrashing wildly, pressing his stomach into Andre’s. He could feel Caleb pushing back, too. “If they keep this up I’m gonna-” The lion could feel it traveling up his throat. The burp forced his jaws open, and Andre’s much longer muzzle mirrored his. UUUUUURRRP. Lawrence and Caleb went wild as they suffocated, and Mark and Andre growled in unison as their thrashing sons brought them over the edge. Thick shots of gator cum painted the lion’s belly, squeezed between their bodies. Mark switched to a full throated roar as he painted Andre’s insides white. Gasping, both of them leaned back, Andre supporting himself with his thick tail on the concrete. They watched first Mark’s stomach go still, and then Andre’s soon after. “Better you than some twenty-something jock who thinks he’d a pred,” Mark said after a minute. Andre grinned. “Can’t believe our boys had romantic notions of being somebody’s lunch after all the time we spent with them.” “Maybe we should try that sort of line at the bar next time. ‘I’ll remember you forever,’” Mark joked. The gator snorted, slapping his belly. “If your boy didn’t think of me romantically after fucking him sideways every day, I don’t have a chance with bar crawlers. Easier to just drag them into the alley.” “True. I gotta say though, I think I will remember Lawrence. Best fuck and dinner I’ve had in years.” “To our boys,” Andre said. Mark looked at the faint impressions of Caelb under the scales in front of him and smiled. “Glad you got what you needed, son.”