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"I knew ya couldn't resist..." Dingodile chuckled.

He was sitting on his bed while a certain bandicoot was pressed close to him, moaning softly as he took in long whiffs of his pit funk. A twitching black nose was nestled deep into the sweaty, hairy space. It had been a while since the hybrid bathed if mud baths weren't counting, leaving his body perfectly ripe.

While filling his lungs with the rank odor, Crash developed a tent in his shorts. While the bigger male was already nude, he was tugging his pants down, exposing himself as well. Kicking them off, the bandicoot continued to bathe his senses in the deep stench, letting his cock throb hard between his legs.

"You didn't come all that here just for this, did you?" Dingodile asked. As much as he loved having his pit stink being appreciated, that was just one of the things that they could be doing.

Crash pulled back and looked at him with a confused expression. Rolling his eyes, the other male reached down and gripped his thick cock. "You can start with giving this a taste. Nice and musky too."

That was enough for the orange furred mammal. While Dingodile sat on the bed's edge, he was soon on his knees, getting a good feel for the length that twitched against his fingers. Feeling around he found a fat pair of balls underneath and gave the plump sack a squeeze. The hybrid grunted as a thick line of pre spurt from his tip, splattering across Crash's lips.

Chuckling and licking up the spunk, the bandicoot kept at those overfilled balls while the other was gripping at the indeed thick and lengthy cock. He felt along, touching a finger to the wet tip, sliding back down until he made contact with the damp pubes. Gripping fully, he began to stroke up and down, tugging the thick foreskin along as well.

They used to be enemies but had put that behind the both of them. He could get used to this new symbol of friendship between them.

"Oh come on, Crash. I expected better outta you," Dingodile groaned, taking hold of his own dick.

The length was gripped much tighter and a few pumps got some pre oozing from the tip. It was then smacked against Crash's muzzle, marking his face in the warm, musky substance.

"You know taking things slow ain't ya style. You want it hard and rough, right?" His words were joined by him still pumping his cock, rousing his musk that made Crash even more horny, more desperate...

The bandicoot was all but drooling, nodding quickly with a renewed feeling of lust within him. He was playing into what Dingodile really wanted.

A large hand roughly gripped the back of the kneeling mammal's head and the other kept his cock pointing at the soft lips. With a press down he suddenly felt his length being surrounded with wetness and warmth. Moaning around it, Crash was quick to wrap his lips around the shaft, slurping at the flavorful length.

That hand was tugging him along the length, gliding his dick over the liking muscle and jabbing at the tight throat. There were gags at first but upon the second push down, it was eased and a growl came from the hybrid. He took full advantage and sunk the rest down into the snug passage, holding it there for a moment to just enjoy the feeling.

On Crash's end, his mouth and throat were fully stuffed. That buried his nose into the dense, sweaty bush. Every breath he took was laden with the strong reek of days without cleaning. His eyes fluttered as he took in a lungful, just before having his head tugged back again.

Having adjusted to it all, Crash worked along with the rough slams of the dick down into his gullet, working his tongue anyway he could. It was becoming even sloppier with bandicoot spit, much to the dingo-crocodile's delight. He made more low growls as he went faster, pushing and pulling hard while gripping the other mammal's scruff tight.

His own drool and precum was down the sucking male's chin, feeling a bit dizzy from his head being rocked back and forth even faster. He could feel it pulsing over his tongue and taste the thick pre that spurt from his throat and back onto his taste buds. Licking up as much as he could only increased the pleasure for the bigger male, who was panting and growling deeper...

With spit and pre dribbling down his chin, Crash kept his lips wrapped around the throbbing meat. He took it into his throat even easier than before, feeling the length pushing deeper and smearing its fluid along the lining. Reaching out to play with those balls again made Dingodile jump and bellow.

With balls seizing, the larger male came into the soft warmth that engulfed his cock. While the pleasure overtook him, the bandicoot was treated to the unique flavor of hybrid cum. Hot and thick, it glazed his tongue before gliding smooth down in his gullet. More soft licks lavished the spurting tip until there was nothing left for him to collect, letting it ease from his lip's seal.

Though panting heavily and still wearing an expression of bliss, Dingodile's cock remained hard. Drawing his tongue over his muzzle, he gripped the orange mammal by the scruff and smirked. "We're just getting started..."

Trading places left Crash lying stomach down on bed while Dingodile was standing behind, eyeing the firm pair of toned cheeks. A rough grip moved one to the side, exposing the soft rim. The other hand gripped his wet shaft, guiding it along.

As soon as the tip made contact with the winking flesh, a shift in weight was already easing it in. Feeling even warmer and tighter flesh starting to engulf his cock, the hybrid let out a low moan before grunting. A sudden thrust made Crash wince and clutch the sheets. About half of it was shoved inside of him at once. Pushing even more brought more groans out, they were all done roughly, forcing his hole to give way for the spearing cock.

When it was finally inside, he was able to breathe a sigh of relief. There was a bit of discomfort from the lingering ache of the rough treatment but it was quickly forgotten when the first few rolls of Dingodile's hips came.

A slew of pleasure struck the smaller male, making him tremble and moan even louder. Joining his noises were small chuckles and the grunts of the brutish hybrid enjoying the tight hold on his dick, sliding in deep and pulling back until his tip remained. Despite having cum about two minutes ago, pre was already flowing through his shaft and slicking up the passage more than his leftover cum already did.

What little resistance the bandicoot had quickly fell away. He could now feel how big it was inside of him, pressing tight to his walls and grinding against them, sending the strongest sensations ever felt through his body. His own throbbing cock was leaking pent up fluids onto the already messy sheets. Every time it was buried inside, he could feel a pair of big scaly balls bouncing into his own.

"It's been a long time coming..." the hybrid grunted, easing his heavy body on top of Crash's. "Hehe. Cumming..."

Being so close again, the heavy smell of his body came following, once more shrouding the pinned male's senses. It didn't take much to get Dingodile to start sweating and that was feeding his rank body odor into the closed off room. It became the icing on the cake that his hole being pounded harder and faster, finally becoming accustomed to the fat maleness that spread him wide and deep.

Grunting again, the heavier male was rocking his lower half, basking in the feeling of his dick grazing along those wet, silky walls. They hugged him perfectly and milked more spots of his warm and musky precum. It made things so sloppy that every push and pull was accompanied with loud wet smacks and squelches. Huge balls once more full of seed swung back and forth, roughly bumping in the smaller, furrier pair.

At this rate, Crash was howling out from having his prostate being repeatedly bashed. This only made the other male laugh some more. He could feel the twitches and the soft clenches around his shaft, it was all too telling.

"You're gonna cum, huh? Go ahead, don't be shy!" he encouraged, shoving his cock in as hard and deep as he could.

This gave the exact result wanted. The bandicoot buried his face into the strong smelling sheets, screaming into them as he came hands free. The pleasure that overcame him was stronger than it had ever been. For a few seconds stars were dancing before his vision. The dingo-crocodile cum stained sheets were given the new addition of bandicoot seed, spurting out in fat ropes that also clung to his orange belly fur.

The squeezes became even stronger. Biting his lip, Dingodile humped against them, being treated to a firm grip on his dick that quickly did him in a second time. Roaring out, he pumped a second load into the now panting bandicoot. This one was even bigger than the last one. Crash started to groan again as his hole was being overfilled, making his stomach bulge a bit.

Still growling fiercely, the hybrid pulled his cock free, shooting the last of his load onto the bandicoot's ass, making the sweat-matted fur even messier. Gripping his cum-slathered dick he pumped it hard and fast, milking the rest out and riding out the heavily pleasure until his nuts had no more to give.

"Think you can stay a while longer?"

In response, Crash gave a weak chuckle and a thumbs-up.