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"Fuck man, you smell ripe!" The smaller reptile hybrid swatted at his trainer's arm as they came through the door, gym bags dumped at the foot of the stairs to be forgotten about until their stench could be ignored no longer. The house was quiet, aside for their blunt entrance.

"When you're as big as me you sweat like a whore in temple, just one of the few cons to getting buff." A salacious grin split his snout, rows of glinting teeth that added to the devious expression he wore on his face, "Although, some would say it's a pro... I know someone who just can't get enough of some sweaty dinosaur."

"Shut the fuck up, we've just got back, can you not just wait 'til later, please?"

"Nope. Get on the coffee table if you know what's good for you." He added quickly, with a lewd slur, "And lose the kit too."

Tyrone sighed, part of him wanting to resist the allosaurus further, but he couldn't bring himself to do it. If he were pressed as to why, he would have made the excuse that he was tired or not in the mood. In reality, he was already stifling a growing erection that was spurred on by the lewd glare the dinosaur gave him as the huge male towered over him. Height wise, there wasn't so much difference, but Orion was so much bigger in just sheer bulk that he made the tyrannosaurus rex wolf hybrid look dwarfed standing beneath him. He was frankly dreamy, if Tyrone were truly honest. His massive build was sculpted of solid, thorough bred muscle, beefy and strong, and he had the cut of something of a brawler. All round tough and no nonsense, though if you knew him personally you find him more the flirt than the fighter. His size gave him confidence though, his gruff goatee and body hair added to his smouldering looks gave him a dark handsomeness that few could resist, and a deep hide of shady greens and softened cream provided a striking portrait of his markings. He was magnificent, Tyrone couldn't deny that, and he crushed on him so hard that when Orion had stumbled upon him masturbating after a workout snuffling deep into one of the dinosaur's jockstraps, it led down a very mutual cascade to where they were now, living together with the smaller male training under the brute, living out a fantasy he never thought would come true in all his wildest adolescent dreams where he'd get buff during the day and get railed during the night.

In no situation could he ever refused the dirty advances of the reptile, no matter how much he feigned fatigue or indifference. He would always wilfully bend to the gorgeous beast's whim, and already he had set the hybrid's imagination reeling as to why he'd want him on the coffee table of all places. Surely he didn't have the audacity to think he could get a quick fuck, did he?

Regardless he move into the lounge, the blinds half drawn so that only slats of light streaked across the floor, and between the suite of couches sat the thick wooden table in question. Perhaps it could support their weight, Orion might have been a huge guy, but the hybrid was of much smaller stature. His pursuit into building mass had been inspired by the large dinosaur, but for the most part he had been playing a constant game of trying to catch up with his own metabolism; he ate better meals, pushed harder during workouts, but it was a slog against his own body that burned the fat and burned the energy until he was left lean and trim. At the very least it was a healthy and attractive build, but being smaller than Orion had its sticking points. It had its benefits too...

Tyrone had never really even contemplated the idea of getting mounted by Orion in full view of the street, but exhibitionism was something he'd dabbled within in his mind.

He swiped the bodybuilding magazines and torn letters off the oak surface and gingerly eased himself down onto the cold polish, black and crimson scales slipping against the wood. Orion sauntered over him, dropping his sweat pants as he went but neglecting the tank top that hung loosely over his giant torso, bearing the fuzz of his chest and forests beneath his pits. As he approached, Tyrone instinctively lifted his legs, paws braced against the table's sides, whilst Orion loomed over him, but the large allosaurus just batted his footpaws down,

"Nah, don't need that." He grunted, saddling both table and small reptile in one swing of a leg, "I've got something else for you."

He shuffled forwards, creeping further and further up the hybrid's form, shadowing foot after foot of him until there was little left to see behind Orion's body, and soon Tyrone was simply just left with staring up at the dinosaur, looking all the more impressive as he stood over his head, just at the neck. His body was silhouetted into the bulge of his jockstrap, the crevices of abdominal muscles and mounds of his pectorals, and his shit-eating grin that leered down at him. This was new, even for Tyrone, but his assumption guessed that perhaps it would just be a basic blowjob, if nothing else, though it was an odd angle to be trying that...

Darkness swathed over him as Orion took a step forwards, bulge disappearing from view and his taint taking centre stage. Tyrone was about to ask what the brute thought he was doing, but it became obvious as the dinosaur lowered himself down. Now pinned under his weight, with nowhere to go, Tyrone's muzzle became smothered in the allosaurus' musky balls, trapped between two thighs that could easily crush his skull between them. His world became enclosed in green, then near black, as vision was blotted out under the ripe jock and heavy sack, the bugle pressing on his eyes as his muzzle burrowed deep against his perineum. Without thinking his paws reached up, grappling at Orion's hips, but there would be no moving the behemoth, and pushing at the dense muscle would do nothing but exhaust the hybrid. Barely a few seconds in and his breathing was soured by the rank air of sweat and musk, scents he was used to, but right at its source it poured itself down his throat and into his lungs, leaving them feeling as if they were sticky and wet with the dinosaur's stink.

"I better feel a tongue or I'm not letting you up for air," he overhead a muffled Orion command, thighs tightening in reminder of who was in control, "Need to get me nice and clean, I skipped a shower just for you."

Orion had, up until now, been a straight-up typical bloke. He came from the usual backgrounds of a guy who got huge into his fitness as a teen and grew up surrounded by fellow meatheads who forged their own echo chamber of what was hot and what wasn't, of what a girl liked, of what turned people on, and so for the most part their fucks had been intense but never strayed into anything quite so... kinky. Tyrone knew no other way to describe it, but it was a side Orion rarely showed. Had it always been there? Was this something new, and if so what spurred it on? Either way, the hybrid was left with only one option to dive muzzle-first into this new trait of the dinosaur's and he lapped his tongue out against the reptile's hide. It graced the salty scales and the taste scored on Tyrone's buds, and though it should have made him recoil, he found himself going for more, greedier this time, and pressing his lips to the musky skin, hidden between the gargantuan thighs of the bigger male. He felt a paw press at the back of his head, pushing him deeper as Orion practically rode him, grinding his muzzle deeper between his legs and burying his nose right under the overlap of his balls. Tyrone's lungs became ever shrouded in the after-wash of the lizard's own stench, a taste he was quite familiar from worshipping the man's sack before now. But as he slathered the taint with his tongue, it was something altogether dirtier. It was hot, damp, rank, but above all else it was lewd. Straight up lewd.

And Tyrone was hard as a rock.

Not that he could reach, mind. The dinosaur's weight also pinned him at his shoulders, the lip of his buttocks settled on his nape, meaning his crotch was just a sliver away from his grasp. Desperately his cock throbbed in the air, standing at full mast, leaking in vain for no relief, fingers just a hair's breadth away.

"Fuck man, should've done this way sooner..." Orion groaned, weight shifting back a little so the smaller male could have more access to the swampy, sweaty depths, "You've got no idea how good your mouth feels after a workout."

Tyrone was sure it probably did. He knew from his own experience that getting a giant allosaurus squeezing up behind you whilst you shower off the sweat is one hell of a good time. Just the feeling of loosening up, letting yourself relax as someone gropes up your body with meaty paws and nibbles softly on your neck, breathing in your ear that they're going to mount and breed you. It's heaven.

Only this was different. He was suckling the dinosaur's taint and drinking in his flavour, not getting railed with soothing hot water coursing down his back. But he couldn't help but like it, the helplessness, the dominance Orion showed, having nothing to do - and no chance to say no - but to follow his every word and just submit. Tyrone was practically guzzling on the salty flesh when the allosaurus changed things up, finally releasing him from his sweaty, muscled prison and turning round,

"Enough of that. Time for the main course."

Orion's bared ass came into view. Now rather than facing down toward Tyrone's head, he looked out across the smaller male's body as he once more saddled the table. Before he could even react the large dinosaur was again lowering himself onto Tyrone's face, only now his hairy, sculpted ass was making its way towards his muzzle.

"Uh... Orion?" He hesitated, paws again reaching to try and stop the dinosaur from doing as he pleased, "You sure about this?" Never had Tyrone ever been allowed near the bigger man's rump. No fingers, no toys, and especially no tongue. Orion had set himself as a steadfast top, a dedicated commitment to the fact that his anal virginity was not something he ever dared to dream of being given away to anyone. Tyrone had shrugged it off as nothing for him to ever be worried about. He liked being the bottom anyway, Orion was drop dead gorgeous and if he wanted to straddle the hybrid and slide himself in balls deep then who was he to get in his way? But as he stared the bigger male's backside right in the face, the defined view of tight muscle and smattering ass hair, it seemed as if the forbidden territory was forbidden no more.

"Shit man," he breathed as he lowered into a squatting position, legs as thick as tree trunks holding his sturdy weight, "I know, but I just can't hold it anymore. You moan like hell when I eat you out, figured you could return the favour. I need to know what I'm missing..."

There was nothing more to be said. Or rather, Orion deemed that a sufficient enough response to Tyrone, before he promptly lowered the rest of his weight down, sitting flush upon the male's face. Tyrone was immediately bathed in the powerful heat and stench of the dinosaur's ass, still potent and pungent from a hard workout, still damp with rivulets of sweat suffocating between two globes of prime muscle. Though he did not go searching for it, his lips came bluntly into contact with the male's hole, a tight ring of wrinkled flesh that flex upon his touch. A salty, earthy tang burned on his lips as he recoiled a little, but there was nothing to do but follow the dinosaur's instruction.

Tentatively, gingerly, he opened his mouth just a fraction and let his tongue swim out, cutting the short distance to his hole and softly licking at his rim. Tyrone had never rimmed anyone before, and Orion had, he assumed, never been rimmed, and so the atmosphere was palpable as the hybrid made the first uneasy moves, licking firmer and longer against the dinosaur's ass.

"Oh fuck," he barely heard from over him, "Oh shit fuck, fucking kiss my ass, go deeper."

He obliged as best he could, pursing his lips to the allosaurus' rim and pressing his tongue against its tight seal. Naturally a virgin he held some resistance, but his spit and willing tongue wormed its way, millimetre by millimetre into the bigger male's hole, his head pushed further between those cheeks as he sucked on Orion's ass. The taste was far stronger from its source, and as soon as the tip of his tongue entered into the dinosaur's never before touched guts, he could truly feel the greasy flavours roll down his gullet as he ate.

It was surreal. Tyrone had never before had any man sit on his face, let alone force him to eat out his ass, but he found himself liking it. Hungrily he fed for more, as if starved for so long as a male's rump that he sent him into frenzy. Paws grabbed at the dinosaur's buttocks and pulled them further apart so he could go even deeper, lips stretched as wide as they could and tongue forced as deep it would go, greedy to get into the male's insides. His wrapped his tongue around, slathered it at the inner walls, and pushed hard to open up Orion's hole, cock throbbing as he did, feeling so pathetically horny that his footpaws dug hard against the coffee table as he squirmed. Every breath, every mouthful, it all just swamped him with more of the brute's guts, his sweat and his juices, suckling hard as he teased the dinosaur's hole as if his life depended on it.

"Shit man," Orion grunted, leaning back harder on Tyrone's head, pivoting his ass against the trapped male's muzzle, "Oh fuck yeah, go deeper, fucking eat my sweaty hole you slut. You like that, huh?" As if to make his point, a finger flicked at the hybrid's turgid cock, his length swaying like a flagpole caught in a typhoon, but he remained upright, leaking desperately and an edge away from just humping into the air and cumming. But Orion didn't grant him the privilege of a paw around his cock. He just grabbed his own bulge, pulling out his hard member and stroking himself as he rode Tyrone's muzzle. He could feel it, the dinosaur's rapid jerks as he masturbated whilst getting his ass eaten, the heady pants that puffed from his chest as he worked himself up. His hole would pulse in time with his cock, every throb a tandem of sensation that Tyrone could feel as his tongue worked deeper.

"Oh shit!"

The bigger male's legs shook, his body feeling like it was collapsing to the intense pleasure it must have been feeling, and Tyrone knew that his climax must have been coming. Orion had always been a very readable lover, and as he listened to the heated breathing quicken and the vibrations work their way around his face as his buttocks trembled, he dug deeper into the dinosaur's ass and ate for all he was worth, sucking at his rim and sliding his tongue in deep.

Orion lost his strength though. It was so quick that before Tyrone even knew it, it had happened and there was no going back. He heard the dinosaur roar, a hearty bellow deep from his gut that rocked the home's foundations as hot, clammy seed splattered all down his front, his orgasm painting him in a cloudy, milky white. But as he did, Orion leant back, and his weight pushed his ass down harder than before. Slick with spit, loosened up, Tyrone's muzzle became engulfed in the dinosaur's guts. His hole enveloped his snout and slid down his face until his eyes became smothered in the sweaty cheeks, paws slapped at Orion's thighs as he panicked in the moment. He was much too preoccupied with his broiling orgasm to do anything, to even care, but Tyrone found himself drinking deeply from the well of stank, opening his mouth to feel the soft inner flesh tumble into his lips, walls closing in around him in a rhythmic pump as he still came over his chest and stomach, even hitting his crotch. He could taste the deepest essence Orion had to offer and desperately he moaned, so drunk on the feeling of tightness around his swallowed muzzle and being covered in buckets of dinosaur cum, it was the measly touch of a finger against his straining shaft that set him off as he came himself, unloaded his own balls' worth onto the already spilling puddle of cum.

Smothered in darkness, high on Orion's musk and eating inside his own ass, drenched in two loads worth of seed, Tyrone resigned himself to the afterglow of the feeling, mewling inside Orion's hole and squirming beneath his weight, still sucking and lapping at his guts long after their orgasms had waned.

Eventually he had to pull himself off, his hole obscenely slurping as it released Tyrone's face, the hybrid's muzzle now greasy and reeking of the dinosaur's stench. He was caked in cum, and now even sweatier than after his workout, if truly that was even possible. Orion looked down upon him, still breathing with effort, one paw rubbing his now tender ass, but he kept quiet, as if the silence between them was somehow a comfort, given what they had just done in the living room for all to see.

It was Tyrone who spoke first,

"We're doing that again. After a shower though..."

"Yeah."

"You okay Uncle Orion?"

"Shit kid, don't call me that," the dinosaur exclaimed as he helped Tyrone to his footpaws, "Makes it weird."

"You literally just fucked yourself on my face and came all over me, it's way beyond weird."

"Shut up." Orion pushed him towards the stairs, closely following behind, "I want a turn on _your_ass before you even think about going for mine again."