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Littlefoot gulped as he approached the usually grumpy threehorn. He was aware of what the triceratops often thought about him but there was something on his mind and he was sure that the older male could answer them.

"Uh, Mr. Threehorn? Can I ask you something?" Littlefoot asked, looking down.

"What is it?" Topsy answered, rolling his eyes. Out of the ordinary, he was in a rather good mood and allowed the longneck to speak his piece.

"Well, see... There's this g-girl that I like. And I think she likes me back. But I don't know what I should do," Littlefoot admitted. "Do you think you could give me some tips?"

After the other dinosaur finished explaining, Topsy looked away and considered the idea. At the current moment, the triceratops was rather bored and he considered the outcome of his aide. If he helped Littlefoot get a little girlfriend that would keep him distracted and out of his horns for a good amount of time... That prospect alone convinced him to give it a shot.

"Alright, Littlefoot. You want some tips? I'll give you some..." Topsy sat down in the grass and motioned for the longneck to sit down next to him. Littlefoot did that very thing, sitting down rather awkwardly.

"See the thing is," Tospy started. "The trick to getting tied down with someone ya like is being honest with them. You can't waste any time but you can't be too forward either. When the time is right ya just be honest about the way you feel."

"Huh, that sounds pretty easy, actually," Littlefoot thought aloud.

Topsy nodded and continued. "But telling them how you feel is only the first part. After you confess and they return the feelings that's when the real work starts. You gotta make sure you keep them happy but it's important that they make you happy, too. Love is something that should work both ways. If you can manage all that, you're all set."

"Huh, I get it..." Littlefoot admitted. "But there's something else I wanted to know about..."

"And that is..?" Topsy asked, now curious.

"I wanted to know more about the more...intense stuff. The kissing and...other stuff like that..." There was a deep blush on the longneck's face as he admitted his true reason for seeking out the older male. Much to his surprise, Topsy chuckled and slowly stood up.

"Alright, I'll show you a few things... I'm more of a show-er than an explain-er..." the threehorn drew in close to the other male. Littlefoot whimpered a bit, his heart racing. "Calm down, I'm just trying to help like you asked."

Littlefoot nodded and stood still. The bigger, older male got up and approached him, leaning forward. A warm pair of lips pressed against his own. Littlefoot was surprised by how soft and warm the contact was. Before realizing it, he eased into the kiss, pressing his own lips against the other male's. He couldn't help but make a pleasured sound as the warmth spread to him. It only got more intense as a thick, wet tongue was shoved into his mouth. It caught Littlefoot off guard but he remembered Topsy's words and continued to stand still. The large tongue snaked inside and swirled against his own. Getting a feel for what was happening, Littlefoot copied the actions and lifted his own tongue. Now, both males made their own enjoyable noises as their tongues pressed and slipped against each other.

Littlefoot closed his eyes and pressed himself even closer. The wet warmness spread through his body, making him feel rather calm and sensual. A small blush spread on his face as he began to get lost in his actions. His mouth began to water and a thrill ran through him as drool slipped from the corners of his mouth. More small, pleasured noises came about, signaling Topsy that his 'student' was certainly enjoying himself. But he was brought back to reality by the larger tongue being reeled from his mouth. Littlefoot was actually disappointed as the tongue was pulled from his mouth, leaving a sticky line of drool that flicked onto his chin.

"N-now you see how that works..." Topsy panted, taking a moment to catch his breath. Littlefoot chuckled and took deep breaths as well. He didn't even realize he was holding his breath, even now all he focused on was the warmth that still lingered and swirled within him.

"That- That was fun..." Littlefoot chuckled, looking up at the other male. "And it felt really good... I didn't know that it actually felt like that..."

"You learn something new every day," Topsy chuckled. After a bit he turned tail and glanced behind him, "Follow me."

Littlefoot tilted his head bit but did as he was told. He followed after the larger male through the open field of grass. What the longneck was unaware of was the fact that Topsy had much more planned for them both, but in order to do any of that they needed to relocate somewhere a bit more private. With the threehorn leading the way, the two of them made it past the grass and stepped into a forest of tall trees. The forest floor was draped in shadow. It was a great place to do certain things without worrying about being found out. Littlefoot made a sound of wonder as he stepped into the forest, looking around and taking in the shadows and taking a moment to listen to the chirps of birds high above. He continued to follow, ducking under tall branches and stepped over large exposed roots. They ventured into the new location, deeper and deeper into the true depths of the forest.

It was there that the shadows were at their darkest and the chance of them being discovered by anyone was extremely low. It was the perfect place for Topsy to show off everything that he knew. Not only would it hold up his end of the agreement but it would also provide some fun of his own. Finally, the large triceratops came to a stop and turned around to the smaller male. He chuckled and looked around the forest but before he looked down at Littlefoot. Once again he sat down but he leaned against a very large, old tree. It was strong enough to support his weight and only shook slightly from his body thumping against it. Littlefoot joined the threehorn's side and rested against the smooth bark.

"This is a place that I used to come all the time..." Topsy sighed as he allowed himself to relax. "Yeah, this very place was here even when I was young. But there was only one thing this forest was used for... A place where we came to hide away and not get caught when he were in the mood. Those were good times. I remember my first time with Tria..."

Littlefoot listened to the other male intensely, taking in what he said. Another small blush rose on his face as he thought about what that entailed. All kinds of dinosaurs coming to this very forest to kiss and roll around... It was a bit thrilling to the longneck. He couldn't help but wonder what it would all be like. But those thoughts were pushed away as he heard the laughter of the bigger male next to him. He chuckled as well and allowed himself to relax against the trunk, giving a deep sigh of his own.

But he looked at Topsy once again as he heard the older male making small sounds. The triceratops' legs were spread and his wide hoof was pressing between them. That was enough to make the slit between his legs swell. Something pink started to slowly push them aside, more and more. Littlefoot's eyes were glued as the tip of the threehorn's cock was clearly in view. With both his hooves, Topsy made small circles on each side of his cloaca, working to coax the rest of his maleness into the forest air. His cock suddenly sprung from the tight folds, making a squelch sound as the impressive 25 inches spilled out and quickly hardened. His thick, pink cock bobbed in the air, twitching in time with the male's heartbeat. Topsy sighed again and removed his hooves from his lower half. For a few moments he simply admitted his own endowment.

Next to him, Littlefoot gasped as his own length spilled from his vent. He closed his eyes and shuddered as his own 17 inches slinked from his cloaca, much like a snake. When each and every inch flopped against the longneck's underside it began to harder. With each beat of his heart, it grew thicker and thicker until he was stiff enough to stand up all on it's own.

"Hmmm... Not bad," Topsy smirked. He couldn't help but tease Littlefoot by thumping a hoof against his much larger maleness. Doing so got a huff out of him. He chuckled and looked at all the blushing Littlefoot was doing. He chuckled and continued on with what he was doing brushing his hoof against his base, making a pleasured sound as he did so. It had been a while since he got out and enjoyed some time to himself. But this wasn't all to himself, he had Littlefoot with him and he was made to teach him the ways of keeping a mate satisfied... So he removed his hoof from his maleness and cleared his throat.

"I'm sure you've used this before. And I'm not just talking about peeing..." Topsy said bluntly.

Littlefoot gulped but nodded, he found now reason to lie. Lying could even jeopardize the teachings that he was about to receive. The triceratops smiled and chuckled, surprised by the longneck's honesty.

"Well, like I said before: the best way to learn something is to take it head on, do it yourself and get better at it. That being said..." the large threehorn grunted as he rolled onto his side. With a heavy thud and a small quake, he was on his four hooves once again. Topsy shook himself off and approached the other male. A cold chill ran through Littlefoot as he was now between the solid trunk and the wide, pink tip of the other male's tip. It got even closer and closer still. Littlefoot whimpered and closed his eyes at the hard, warm thickness pressed against his snout.

"Relax... it's not like I'm gonna poke your eye out..." Topsy huffed. "Not if you do it right." What he was supposed to do right, the triceratops didn't say, leaving Littlefoot a bit confused. But the older male's advice repeated in his mind, the best way to learn was to just do it.

He opened his eyes, being with something thick and bright pink staring back at him with a single 'eye.' Littlefoot gulped but summoned the courage to examine what was before him. He figured the best way to start was to get his senses familiar with the other male's length. From looking at it, the cock was certainly long and thick. It seemed to have some weight to it, every so often the rod would bob and the whole shaft would swing a bit before it centered itself once again. The next sense that came to Littlefoot's mind was his sense of smell. The apatosaurus rolled onto his own feet and approached the cock from a different angle. Now facing the thick meat longways, the longneck pressed his muzzle against the shaft and took a deep whiff.

A cough came from the younger male as he carelessly took in a powerful lungful of the bigger male's powerful musk. He gathered himself and took another sniff, a bit more careful this time. He could actually smell the threehorn's scent this time. It was rough and stuck in his nose. It smelled a bit like dirt but there was also a funky hint to it. Littlefoot took another whiff, becoming accustomed to smell. But the sound of Topsy clearing his throat reminded the apatosaurus that he had more work to do apparently.

Littlefoot returned to the tip of the cock and stared it down. He weighed his options about how to go about his next action. The smell that wafted towards him made the longneck's mouth water. That gave him an idea. Daring to be bold, Littlefoot leaned closer to the thick head and flicked his tongue against it. It was a quick motion, just to see what would happen. But all that came was a tremble of Topsy's hindlegs. Despite that, the threehorn didn't say anything, more specifically, he didn't tell Littlefoot to stop. The younger male took note of that and went in for a second lick.

This time he allowed his whole tongue to slip from his mouth. Utilizing every inch of his pink muscle, Littlefoot dragged his tongue against the thick cockhead. This worked to get more than a tremble out of the bigger male. A deep huff came from Topsy as a pulse ran up his shaft. That tremble came from the thick bead of pre that oozed from the cock's opening. Littlefoot eyed the new substance curiously and dared to flick his tongue against that as well. He was met with a bitter flavor that clung and spread to the rest of his tongue. For some reason, Littlefoot ended up swallowing the substance despite its taste. He could feel the heat from the fluid heating up his neck on it's way down. The pleasant feeling alone made him want more of the strange substance.

In order to accomplish his goal, Littlefoot figured the logical thing to do was to repeat the actions that lead to that stuff coming out in the first place. He did just that, flicking and dragging his tongue against the cock in slow, teasing motions that got more trembles and breaths out of the bigger male. Another thick ooze of pre came from the tip and Littlefoot was eager to catch it before it fell to the ground. In his haste he opened his mouth and wrapped his lips around the tip, using his tongue to flick against the oozing opening itself. Topsy bit his lip and growled against the sharp rises of pleasure that struck his body. He didn't expect Littlefoot to be so good at all of this. But the truth was, Littlefoot really had no idea what he was doing.

"See how much of it you can fit inside your mouth..." Topsy finally suggested.

The words came as a surprise to the other male. But since he already had his lips around the tip he figured it wouldn't be that much of a hassle. But the cock was very thick and even getting the full lip past his lips was already a challenge in itself. He pushed his muzzle against the tip and pressure brought more pleasure to the triceratops. That got another glob of precum, just what was needed. The slippery fluid acted as lube to allow Littlefoot to take the tip. It happened easier than he expected. Tip jammed into his mouth and nearly touched his throat. The soft tongue inside the mouth pressed and instinctually ran over the thing it was presented with.

"N-Now, move your head back and forth. But while you're doing that keep moving your tongue," there was a pleasured strain behind the older male's voice. Once again, Littlefoot did as he was told. He reeled his head back and pressed it against the flesh taking up room in his mouth. He got into the motions rather easily, using the precum and the spit from his watering mouth to aid in the gliding of his mouth up and down.

Topsy grit his teeth as supple, tingling pleasure radiated up the rest of his shaft. Even though it was only his tip being licked and sucked, it was if it was his entire length. The younger male had talent that Topsy had to give his respect to. He fiercely fought the urge to buck his hips. There was an inner desire to jam himself as deep and hard as he could, but even with his mind clouded with lust he knew better than that. As could even hear the sucks and the sounds Littlefoot made as he continued to suck him off.

"Haah... D-doing a good job..." Topsy actually complimented. "Keep it up."

Littlefoot did as he was told and continued to move his head back and forth, making more soft sucking sounds all the while. More and more spit coated the flexing tip, giving more pleasure and more warmth that spread to the rest of the untouched length. It had been a while since the triceratops had felt such unique pleasure. Sure, he had a mate but the two of them had a 'routine' about them. But the sloppy, frequent suckles were so different. The licking and pressing of the tongue was driving him crazy. Whenever the pink muscle pressed and dragged against his urethra, Topsy felt his entire body seize. A strike of pleasure would flash down his cock, making him feel as if he would reach his peak in an instant.

He huffed and forced himself to take a step back, much to Littlefoot's surprise. He was mid-suck when the leaking cock was pulled away. His mouth was left open, his own drool and thick precum left running down his chin. He closed his mouth and swallowed down the warm fluids, grunting in pleasure.

Topsy was now the one weighing his options. He looked down as his massive cock and the smaller male. As skilled as Littlefoot was, there was no way he could take all his length. Sure, the apatosaurus sometimes got on his nerves, but he didn't want him to be in pain or anything... He thought for a moment and came up with a surprisingly simple solution that was sure to give Littlefoot experience while he got even more pleasure from it all. Topsy chuckled and rolled on his back, surprising the apatosaurus once again.

"Now, here's something else that you can learn..." Topsy instructed. "Get between my hindlegs, right above my tail."

Littlefoot nodded and did just that. He climbed between the larger male's hindlegs. His nose once again bumped against the thick length.

"Now, you see my...hole?"

"You mean...that hole?" Littlefoot blushed.

"Yeah, a good way to make someone feel good is to lick it and inside of it, too...."

Littlefoot's eyes went wide and he grimaced at the idea. "Is that true. Putting my tongue in there?"

"Don't worry... It's clean enough..." Topsy groaned, rolling his eyes. "Just give it a go."

Still unsure, Littlefoot took a deep breath and approached the puffy hole. Though he had his doubts, Littlefoot trusted the older male. He took a deep breath and bent his neck down, lower and lower. He stopped just short of the wide, pink ring. The apatosaurus was close enough to pick up more musk wafting from the larger male. Lifflefoot closed his eyes and went for it. As the pucker was pressed against his lips, the younger male dared to draw his tongue over it. He heard Topsy groan but other than that...nothing else happened. There was no bad taste on his tongue either. He opened his eyes and could see the pink rim now glistening from his spit.

Now with his eyes open, Littlefoot swiped his tongue over the rim again. Just like before, the action was non-offending. He hummed in curiosity and pressed his muzzle against the rim. With his lips he teased the puffy flesh, finding it soft and smooth. More pleasured sounds came from Topsy as his tailhole was prodded and teased. Between his legs, Littlefoot dared to do what the older male alluded to. With his tongue he pressed against the small hole. The puffy flesh held firm so he dragged his tongue back and forth against the rim, hoping it would be enough to let him through. Though he didn't know it, Littlefoot was already rimming the other male like the best of them. Topsy's breath caught in his throat but it only grew all the more intense as the muscle against his rim flicked back and forth, slowly stretching him out.

A bit more licking was all it took for Littlefoot to make it past the rim and into the depths of his current mentor. Now inside, he did the first thing that seemed right: with his tongue, he explored the flesh cavern. The pink muscle pressed and dragged against the sensitive walls. On the receiving end, Topsy took deep breaths and grunted as the tongue was already deep inside of him, wriggling around. The pleasure was too much for him to take...

Before he could warn the other male, Topsy wailed and his body trembled as his cock throbbed fiercely. The Littlefoot reeled his tongue back into his mouth as he could hear the groans of the older male and the fleshy thumps of the spasming cock. Without being touched and before he was properly ready, a torrent of cum flew from Topsy's cock. Like an unearthed geyser, the cum was launched into the air before it rained back down in heavy, sticky ropes on the both of them. Volley after volley of seed came forth and all the while, Topsy was moaning and straining against the waves of unfiltered bliss. One heavy spurt of seed landed on Littlefoot, coating him in heady spunk from his head to his tail tip. He groaned as his body was covered. From his muzzle, a bit of it dripped onto his tongue. He found the flavor a bit bitter but also very much like the plants he enjoyed eating.

Finally, Topsy sighed as his climax died off. He grunted a bit more as the pleasure still lingered within his body. Getting a hold of himself, he craned his neck to see the younger male covered in his seed. He was about to apologize but another tingle ran through his body as Littlefoot was back to licking at his tailhole. More specifically, Littlefoot was lapping at the seed that was covering the tailhole, desiring more of the substance for himself. The triceratops was back to moaning as the tongue slipped inside of him once more. But now it was lapping against his walls with purpose. It curled deep inside, flicking and pressing against the soft flesh. As he did so, Littlefoot started to drool against the pucker, starting to very much enjoy the flavors that were dancing on his tongue. And that led to him wanting more of that as well...

"H-hold on a moment, Littlefoot..." Topsy called.

The apatosaurus withdrew his tongue once again and looked up at the older male.

"I think you've done enough in there... It's about time we move on to the next step," he paused and cleared his throat. "I want you to mount me... As best you can. Now you're gonna show me how well you can actually mate."

"Y-you mean you want me to..?" Littlefoot gulped. Topsy nodded and laid back once again, he was sure that Littlefoot wouldn't disappoint.

Sure enough, the smaller dinosaur grew excited at the very idea. The length between his legs was still very much hard. He repositioned himself, moving his body upward. His face was mere inches from the large cock but his own length was in prime position. Taking another deep breath, Littlefoot moved his hips and plunged himself inside the wet hole. As soon as he made contact and sunk his inches inside, Littlefoot's body shook and a weak moan left his lips.

His body seemed to already know what to do. His hips moved on their own, reeling up and pressing down. His cock slipped down further inside the hot, wet tunnel. More and more of his inches sunk inside until everything he had was inside the other male. Another shaky breath left him as he bottomed out inside the wide ass. Intense heat surrounded and traveled up his shaft, spreading that temperature to the rest of him. Clenching his teeth and moaning through them, Littlefoot thumped his cock up and down, gliding his girth against the soft walls.

"W-wow.... It's so hot and t-tight!" the apatosaurus clenched his teeth and pushed himself in deep, letting that intense heat spread to his cock once again. Deep shiver ran down his spine and his breath came out in shaky heaves. There were times when he would fiddle with his own length but never to completion and certainly not in a way like this. It was hot and tight, hugging his cock, not wanting to let go. Every press of his lower half was a burst of feelings that only made him want more.

He surprised himself by how fast his hips could move and how loud the sound of his base jamming inside of the hot tunnel was. With every press came another shudder and a breathy moan. Being it was his first time, Littlefoot's mind was racing in an attempt to process exactly what was happening. Whether or not he fully grasped the true weight that mating had the potential to mean, Littlefoot was instead consumed by his burning lust. He listened as the force within him demanded more pleasure, a desire to satiated.

"T-that's it, kid..." Topsy sighed, making his own grunts and shudders from the sudden onslaught of humping. He was impressed by the smaller dinosaur's force and how long he was lasting. The threehorn expected the first-timer to lose himself the moment he entered him. But if he would have wager just a bit longer he would have been right...

Littlefoot's hard and fast pace combined with his inexperience was the perfect recipe to get him grunting and straining against his first orgasm. Though he didn't fully understand what was happening, something within him compelled the apatosaurus to keep with his humping. Harder and faster, Littlefoot slammed and pumped his cock in and out of the hugging, hot ass. Raising his voice and throwing his head back, Littlefoot jammed himself in deep, holding himself there as his cock pulsed and gushed deep inside someone else for the first time.

Topsy blushed and murred as he felt thick, warm cum being spurt against his walls. It filled him up good, spurting against the appendage it came from. Littlefoot continued to hump against the pleasure of his climax, riding it out as long as he could. But over-stimulation hit him hard, making the longneck arch his back and groan. With no choice, he stopped in his tracks, panting heavily and still trembling.

"Hehe... Not bad for your first time..." Topsy chuckled. He could feel the length within him starting to soften. Littlefoot drew his hips back, popping the length free. With a sigh he rolled on his back and took in more heavy breaths.

"So. How was it?" Topsy asked, rolling over onto his hips.

"That was-"

The younger male was interrupted by a loud sound. It made the both of them jump and birds flew from the noise overhead.

"What was that?" Littlefoot asked.

"That sounded like Tria," Topsy mused aloud. He huffed and charged in the direction the sound came from.

Shaking off his pleasure, Littlefoot grunted and rolled onto his feet. He took off after the threehorn, wanting to help out if there was trouble. It was a bit difficult to catch up with the larger male, especially as branches were bent and snapped backwards towards him. Littlefoot had to keep some awareness about him, ducking and making small hops as he ran full speed. Another loud sound was heard, this time very clearly. Now there was no doubt in the apatosaurus' mind that it was indeed Tria. She sounded as if she was in desperate need of help. For a moment, Littlefoot asked himself what the female threehorn would be doing in a place like this but he forced those thoughts away. This wasn't the time to question: It was the time to help.

"She's close..." Topsy panted, pushing more low branches out of his way. The triceratops braved through the sharp-pointed branches, plowing right through them and flinging many of them Littlefoot's way. The longneck braved the splinters and small branches that rained down on him. The sounds were even louder, clearly heard, making Littlefoot's heart skip a beat. Another push through the tree was made before the truth was revealed to the running males. Topsy stopped right in his tracks. The apatosaurus running behind him tried to stop but ended up bumping into the bigger dinosaur's backside. He groaned and rose to his feet, shaking himself off before he returned his gaze to the sight that left Topsy stunned.

Lying on her back was Tria, moaning heavily. On top of her was none other than the fast biter by the name of Screech. The blue sharptooth had a wide smirk on his face while he thrust his cock deep inside of the threehorn's tight folds. Grunting from the pleasure, he leaned in even closer, jabbing more of his length deep inside.

"Mmmm... So tight..." Screech growled, throwing his head back as a moan came forth.

"It's so big... Rrpmh... Harder! Fuck me harder!" Tria demanded, straining against the thickness that spread her vent wide. The smooth, hard length massaged her sensitive walls, forcing more moans that she couldn't hold back.

"Is that what you want? Wow... You're more of a slut than I thought!" Screech chuckled. But he was more than happy to fulfill the threehorn's wishes. He ground himself against the hot, wet slickness, growling from the sensation. Chuckling, the sharptooth dragging himself backwards, leaving himself but at the pink lips. A deep grunt sounded as he rammed himself in deep with full force. Tria threw her head back, her legs trembling from the sharp bolts of bliss. Keeping up with the threehorn's demands, Screech ground his cock deep inside once again. Steady moans and growls came about as he humped deep and hard.

"Auugh! F-faster! Fuck me deeper!" Tria panted. "Don't stop!"

While his mate was panting and demanding for more, Topsy stood there, just out of sight. There were so many things that were running through his mind at once. Littlefoot didn't know what to do either. From what he and everyone else knew, he and Tria were madly in love. But suddenly that didn't seem to be much of the case anymore. His eyes were glued as he watched the love of his life being fucked harder by someone only about half her size. But she was screaming and begging for more.

It left the triceratops feeling very conflicted with himself. One part of him was hurt that his mate would cheat on him but he was more so humiliated about what that seemingly said about himself. Was there something wrong with him to the point that she had to lay with a sharptooth just to be satisfied? He thought about it some more and figured that perhaps he was in no better position, especially after just lying himself with Littlefoot. Sure, he could justify his actions by telling himself that it was purely educational. But mating was mating. Perhaps this was some sort of cosmic karma for his lapse of judgement. Another wail caught his attention, leaving his thoughts all but forgotten.

Screech's tongue flicked from his sharp-toothed muzzle, grunting and taking heavy breaths. His hips rocked back and forth at a blinding speed. Every crash of his cock's base against the dripping lips forced a deep squelch to be heard. Over and over, faster and faster the blue dromaeosaurs fucked the female for all he was worth.

"F-fuck! Yeah, can you feel my dick deep inside of you? That's what you wanted, right?" Screech chuckled.

"So big and rough... I love the way you fuck... Filling me so deep..." Tria murred, shudder from the waves of pleasure that she was unable to stop. Panting as well, she squirmed from the sharp blots that came about from every thrust of the smooth length. The pointed tip jabbed in deep, threatening to penetrate directly in her womb. That was enough to make her squeal and struggle from the relentless pounding.

"T-that's it! I'm cumming!" Tria shouted as her pussy pulsed and clenched down on the cock thrusting deep inside. Screech was rather caught off guard, clenching his jaws tight and screwing up his face. A rush of pleasure washed over him as he could feel the slick passage becoming even warmer. No sooner did the warmth come did a rush of clear fluids splash against his length, only adding to the sensations he felt within.

"Ahh, so tight and hot now, aren't you?" Screech humped as hard and fast as he could, using those fluids and the tightness as just the thing to push him over the edge. It worked like a charm as he pushed himself in as deep as he could go. His breath caught his throat and the whole being of his body shook as his cock pulsed hot seed directly into the moaning threehorn's womb. Snarling and digging his claws into the other dinosaur's scales, Screech continued to hump despite the nearly blinding bliss that ran wild within him. His seed was stirred and squished around his pumping cock, forcing it to spurt and bubble around the spent lips before dripping onto the grass below.

Littlefoot was watching closely. Unlike Topsy, he didn't have nearly emotional attachment to the female triceratops. Upon seeing that she was relatively 'okay,' Littlefoot relegated himself to watching the scene unfold before him. Though he knew very well that the sharptooth wasn't any good, the apatosaurus couldn't help but be impressed and even took some mental notes. Another sound, a bit distant caught his attention. Topsy didn't seem to register it, either out of the shock of the scene before him or the noise was drowned out by the second round that Tria and Screech had now started.

Littlefoot wandered alone, listening to the sounds. As he ventured through the dense woods, he not only heard the noises getting louder but they struck him as very familiar, on the tip of his tongue. It would have been easy to identify if it wasn't for his mind stuck on the triceratops' wailing and the motions of the Fast Biter. Just thinking about him made him pretty excited. He could feel the tip of his own length pressing against his vent, making it swell. Ignoring the sensation, Littlefoot let his curiosity take the forefront as he ventured deeper into the forest, listening to the sounds that were clearly moans. He grew closer and closer until he ran into a clearing that was not far at all from where he originally heard the sounds.

His breath caught in his throat as he spied none other than his crush, the one that he was all worked up about. The one who inspired him to seek out advice from the triceratops in the first place. Ali lied on the ground, her face pressed into the grass. Her tail was raised, gripped from behind by none other than Thud. The green Fast Biter grunted as he pressed himself deep inside the wailing female. She panted from the thrusts, taking in heavy breaths and gripping the grass underneath her.

"P-please..." Ali whimpered, struggling to even form words.

"Please what?" Thud teased, grunting as he slipped his cock inside of the female apatosaurus' ass. She didn't expect it and wanted the sharp, slightly painful thrusts to stop. But the sharptooth was having way too much fun, thumping his hips against Ali's pussy. He growled and drew his tongue over his fangs, purring from the waves of pleasure that washed over his body. "You begged for it before... What happened?"

"I... I..." Ali bit her lip and raised her head as the cock the slid gingerly and out was suddenly jammed deep inside of her ass. Against the pain, she gave a hard clench to the invading length. Thud huffed and screwed his eyes shut, enduring the extra pressure on his girth. He poowered through the tightness, rutting himself in harder, forcing the puffy walls to squish aside.

Feeling herself being stretched deep, Ali grunted and took more deep breaths. That worked to relieve the pressure deep inside of her, just a tiny bit though. But her breathing was rendered useless, against the hard fucking. Her ass was forced to take the girth and length that she had pleaded for earlier. Having followed Tria into the forest, Ali soon got an eyeful of the triceratops' secret. The spying apatosaurus was soon found out by the other Fast Biter. In an effort to save her scales and fulfill her newfound fantasy, she offered herself to the sharptooth. The other dinosaurus, who soon made himself known as Thud was shocked at first but there was no way he was going to say no to some pretty pink pussy.

How Ali ended up in her predicament, pleading for the male to stop, was the sight of the thick, pointed cock that spilled from the green sharptooth's cloaca. She expected something rather big, but her eyes went wide when she was presented with something that was touching and dragging against the grass. When the lust filled male approached her, Ali realized a bit too late that she might have asked for more than she could handle. When the male mounted her, the longneck attempted to struggle. Her flailing and wriggling caused some "issues" when Thud attempted to penetrate her despite all the motion. He made contact with a hole, but it was the soft, moist pussy she was expecting. Rather his cock was already lodged and still pressing itself in the hardly moist, tight hold of Ali's ass. Thud shrugged and figured a tight hole was tight a hole.

Now she was panting and struggling to even endure the pain that coursed through her. Thud on the other hand was having a grand time. He was intending to ask Screech to let him join in. But some ass of his own was much more appealing. So he took what he was offered and didn't waste any of it. He held tight to the thick tail, using it for balance as he bent his legs and leaned against the lying his female. He put every ounce of force into his thrusts, shoving his tremendously long cock deep inside of Ali. Every time he did that it took the female's breath away. The feelings within her were overwhelming, but another thrust shoved the pointed tip past her shallow walls, plunging into her depths. It was then that Ali's pain was overshadowed by a flash of pure pleasure. For a moment she wondered if it was just her imagination, trying to shift her pain into temporary pleasure. But another thrust proved otherwise. Even more of the thick length was jammed deep within her. She cries of pain instantly melted into a purr of pleasure that caught both Thud and Littlefoot off guard.

"Aaah! Do that again!" Ali chirped, arching her body. Doing so gave the sharptooth even more room to fuck the longneck. Rather than ask questions, Thud just smirked and did what was asked of him, pressing himself in as deep as he could. His eyes lidded and a deep moan left his muzzle, more than half his impressive cock was jammed inside of the hot tunnel. He drew himself back, slipping his cock out with a loud slurp before shoving it back in.

Littlefoot watched from a distance, never taking his eyes off of the scene unfolding before him. Those he didn't move, his mind was running wild. This was the dinosaur he had a crush on, bent over and begging a sharptooth, one who had been a threat to them many times before, for more of his cock. He could hear her wails, now out of pleasure rather than pain. Her demands could also be heard; asking to be used, go faster, harder, deeper... For so long Littlefoot had viewed Ali as someone sweet and innocent but the scene before him more than destroyed that image. He huffed and stepped away, unable to watch anymore. Rather, the longneck traveled down the path he came from back towards Topsy. He supposed that he understood how the triceratops felt, of course to a lesser degree. He simply watched his crush giving herself to another male, but the threehorn was watching his own mate being used to an even larger degree. He expected to find the threehorn still standing there.

But he was met with a scene that left him utterly speechless. Topsy's upper half was pressed into the dirt, the threehorn grunted as his body was rocked back and forth. Behind him, the culprit behind the motions were none other than the sharptooth that threatened the safety of the Great Valley time and time again: Red Claw. To make the shock even greater, Littlefoot was treated to the sight of Red Claw bucking his lower half back and forth. His massive cock was forced in and out the threehorn's sloppy ass. Loud squelches and hisses sounded from the seed-filled ass. The cock was able to be lodged deep inside thanks to the makeshift lube. Growling in pleasure, Red Claw lowered his body over Topsy'.

The tyrannosaurus simply made deep growls and purrs as he humped into the other male. If Thud and Screech were in the same place then it should have been no surprise to see Red Claw not far behind. While Topsy was lost in his own thoughts, the sharpclaw had caught him off guard. Catching a whiff of the seed that leaked from the triceratops, Red Claw soon became aroused and aimed to add his own brand of spunk to the mix. And now he was rutting the other male with all he had.

Topsy was now moaning much like his own mate, grunting and wailing from the sharp thrusts and the deep presses of the flesh log. Thick globs of burning precum was spurt deep deep inside, making the threehorn squirm. Those movements were punished with even deeper bucks, jamming the cock so deep that a bulge formed in the threehorn's belly. Littlefoot was shocked to see all of this. But it reminded him of his own time with the bigger male. As the images of himself bucking into Topsy, Littlefoot's cock slipped into view. Giving into his own lusts, the apatosaurus laid back against a thick tree. He was soon panting and grunting as he stroked his own cock.

Topsy's face was buried in the dirt below. Around him he could hear the moans of his mate, the pants of Littlefoot, and the deep growls of Red Claw. The latter demanded his immediate attention, pumping his thickness deep inside the clenching tunnel, forcing the seed that was earlier deposited to squish and spurt from the corners of the other dinosaur's ass. Topsty grunted as he could feel just a bit of the pressure in his ass ease. The t-rex thumped his hips even harder, forcing the triceratop's body to rock back and forth. Oozes of drool ran down the rex's mouth, dripping onto the other male below. His growls grew deeper and he pounded harder. Suddenly, the predator snorted and strained. The thrusting cock flexed and spurt another deep gush of burning precum. That forced another grunt out of the triceratops, he huffed and dug his hooves into the dirt, trying desperately to get a hold of himself.

Still watching, Littlefoot made small moans of his own as he slipped fiddled with his own cock. Pleasure tingled throughout his body, making his breathing labored and his back arched. Even though he had done this before, something about seeing the two larger males mating before him made the pleasure all the more intense. Picking up his pace, Littlefoot huffed and gave another moan. From his wide tip came a small trickle of precum that bubbled from his tip and slipped down the length. That in itself brought warmth that spread to the rest of his length. He actually jumped as his thick pre-ejaculate touched and seeped into his cloaca. That was something that caught him off guard but he was soon purring from the subtle sensations that gave him. A gentle warmth radiated from the base of his cock, spreading up the way it originally came from. Doing this coaxed more pre from the tip, furthering the cycle. He grit his teeth and held his breath as a spike of pleasure ran through him.

He couldn't stop himself, only going faster. That resulted in him throwing his head back and wailing out as his cock pulsed. Deep hard clenches consumed his lower half. He strained as he could feel his own see traveling up his own cock. Finally, the thick seed made it to the surface, spurting out in long, sticky strings that landed on his stomach and chest. Panting heavily, Littlefoot continued to stimulate himself, coaxing even more of his seed to the surface.

Topsy bit his lip and strained against the deep pressure in his ass. It was nearly overwhelming. The rex's hard thrusts were enough to make him see stars. Underneath him, his cock was steadily gushing strings of precum that stained the grass and dirt below. Above him, Red Claw was humping into even faster, slapping his thighs against the other male's ass with loud, sharp claps. His massive length continued to spit ropes of hot precum deep inside the clenching tunnel.

The bottoming triceratops tried his best to hold on but the deep presses of the ever larger male's cock was making that extremely difficult. Attempting to fight a losing battle, Topsy clenched his ass, but that only worked in Red Claw's favor. He growled again and gave deep purr at the ass that suddenly became a lot tighter. He partook in that, humping even harder, now flexing his legs. Giving all that the rex possibly, could, every inch of the predator's cock was jammed deep inside of the triceratops, pumping back and forth....

Topsy was the first to cum; his entire body shook as Red Claw gave another forceful shove of his lower half, all but crushing the other male's prostate. Topsy's eyes went wide and shaky breaths left him. His entire body was reeling from the intense burst of pleasure that hit his body out of nowhere. Blasts of seed spurt into the soil underneath him, forming a puddle that only expanded further and further. The triceratops heaved and writhed underneath the other male, unable to do anything else but blow his load underneath the other dinosaur.

The other male's orgasm brought about a series of hard clenches that made Red Claw clench his jaws and give a deep grunt. Straining against the rhythmically flexing tunnel, Red Claw pumped himself faster and deeper until he raised his head and roared deep and loud. Topsy's voice raised as well, feeling his guts being rearranged by the flood of seed that came about from the flexing and pulsing cock. The convulsing length sprayed a mini river of cum deep inside of the other male. He ground his cock deep inside and dropped his weight down on the other male. His cum spurt around the large cock and sprayed out onto the grass below. Harshly, Red Claw ripped his length from the flooded passage. His cock continued to spurt and gush seed that painted the grass underneath them. Topsy grunted as a rush of cum dripped from his ass...

The sharptooths soon left, leaving Topsy, Tria, Ali, and Littlefoot alone with each other. Quickly recovering for his own orgasm, Littefoot rose to his feet and made himself scarce. He knew they were going to be a conversation between Topsy and Tria when they both recovered. And he didn't want to see Ali either. As he walked out of the forest the apatosaurus thought for a moment and the idea came to him to go see Cera instead.