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It had been days since Topsy's last patrol. Thanks to his encounter with Red Claw, the threehorn needed time to recover from the injuries that he refused to reveal to the others. He was glad that Tria was still away. Fooling around with other guys was one thing but how could he explain what happened just beyond the clearing?

In fact the tyrannosaurus had been on his mind a lot lately, but not for the reasons expected. Rather than thinking of revenge or anything like that, when Topsy thought of the predator he could vividly see himself submitting and getting another good and hard rutting. These thoughts were driving him crazy, he couldn't even get himself off thanks to his recovering injuries. He was just left to stew in these feelings and fantasies of Red Claw dominating him...

It was a grueling wait over a few more days before Topsy had fully recovered. And his body was responding in full.

Topsy was back in the forest just beyond the clearing. And looming over him was Red Claw, a deep growl came before a thick tongue ran over a sharp row of teeth. While lying on his back and looking up at the other dinosaur, the threehorn was able to see the predator's cock slipping free from his sheath, the tip being the first to pop out before the shaft came sliding into view, dripping with both precum and slit fluids.

The sight alone poured a sense of excitement and need into the triceratops. Though they couldn't properly communicate, the leaf eater was practically begging the bigger reptile to hurry up and fuck him. Red Claw seemed to understand, being quick to approach and drop his body on top of Topsy's. Already, the thick cocktip was prodding at his tight slit, smearing hot fluids over the opening.

With another growl, Red Claw bucked his hips and shoved the tip into the snug and hot space. The both of them groaned as more of it was already sailing inside. Topsy's own cock was in a semi hard state, being forced aside by the bigger length. That mix of discomfort and pleasure got him to moan deeply. Red Claw was already humping their cocks together, sliding his length back and forth while reaching even further into the cloaca, already being hot and slick from arousal.

"Fuck yes... Give me that big, sharptooth cock!" Topsy bellowed, letting himself get lost in the pleasure of being rutted hard. The growls and pulses of Red Claw's shaft only excited him further. The meat eating dinosaur was going faster, the sound of his messy cock rocking back and forth was easy to hear for the both of them, getting louder from the both of their shafts spurting fluids.

Their eyes met and a silent message was given, that Red Claw was the one on top. With every snarl, scratch, and thrust the t-rex made his dominance clear. The pre still gushing from his tip was marking the other dinosaur from the inside out. Having already overfilled the space, lines of the thick strong smelling fluid oozed out, marking the triceratops' lower half. The smell of it reached Topsy's nose and he shuddered heavily from the rush that came over him.

Red Claw put more weight down and hissed, his tail flaring while he came. Hot cum could be felt pooling his vent even more, spilling out and splattering all over Topsy's belly and tail scales, making him smell more of the predator than himself. Huffing through his flared nostrils, Red Claw tugged his still hard cock free but was quick to jam it back inside, aiming for the other hole this time.

"Rarragh!" Topsy roared, having his tailhole being quickly stretched then filled. The cum that still coated the length helped in him taking it but Red Claw still roughly inserted himself, jamming many inches inside at once before he started moving his hips again.

Snorting and even drooling, Red Claw was basking in the pleasure of taking the other male fully. In his own tongue, the biter mumbled dirty things and the sounds coming from Topsy seemed to be in agreement, much to his satisfaction. Language barrier aside it was easy to tell that the threehorn was completely submissive to him, wanting for more and making steady moan-like noises with every thrust made.

Topsy couldn't help himself. He went from feeling the bigger cock sliding against his own to suddenly being stuffed to his limits with sharptooth cock, and it was already plowing away at his ass, plunging in deep and striking every sensitive spot over and over while going back and forth. This caused him to clench down on it, the t-rex going after all the pleasure he could obtain.

With the shaft free from the space, Topsy's cock was able to spring out from his stretched slit. It was dripping and throbbing hard, making even more of a mess on his scales. He could already feel himself getting close and Red Claw wasn't showing any signs of slowing, still hitting the deepest parts and the prostate without relent. Throwing his head back and bellowing out again, the threehorn blew his load hard, shooting fat strings of pent up cum all over himself. He was panting and shaking from how strong his climax had been.

Red Claw was still going strong but the series of hard clenches down on his pumping shaft all but doubled the pleasure he felt. Clenching his sharp teeth and thumping his tail to the ground, Red Claw reached a second climax, shooting another huge load of hot cum into the soft passage, thoroughly marking it with his viscous and musky seed. It was kept in there as more and more filled up the space, and when pulling out a bit more splattered onto Topsy's body, heavily marking him just like their first encounter.

With a gasp and groan, Topsy's eyes flew wide open. He looked around and realized that it had all been another dream. Looking down, his cock could be seen standing erect between his hindlegs. It was messy with pre that oozed from the tip. And his entire belly was wet with the fluid as well.

Everything that had happened was nothing more than a fantasy. That left him horribly pent up, the dream still being fresh in his mind. The idea of being ravaged by Red Claw was something that he pushed out of his mind, huffing in annoyance. And now that his nether regions were clearly healed up, Topsy felt it was time to finally get all this sexual frustration out of him.

Without a second thought, the threehorn heaved his heavy body up and trudged away. It would have been thought that he was going on another patrol but there was a location firmly planted in Topsy's mind that he needed to reach. His pace was brisk, pushing foliage and small trees aside. A beeline was made for a familiar location. Going further away from the beaten path, he ventured deeper into the forest, plunging past a clump of tall and thorny bushes. His hide was tough enough to endure the scratches to his scales.

The one benefit they provided was protecting something he found while patrolling one day. Topsy was standing before a small stump, being made of the same soft wood of the other one he usually mounted. This one was much too small to mount but that wasn't his intention anyways. Bumping his cock against it, the pre that steadily oozed from his tip served well enough to lube it, both coating the surface and dripping down the sides. Upon being sure that it was enough, Topsy heaved his body over it, getting into a position that made it look like he was going to sit on it.

A deep groan came from the threehorn, pushing his vent down on the stump. It spread around the soft wood, giving a bit of resistance before it popped into his tailhole. A heavy shudder ran up his spine. The stump was just big enough to stretch and fill him, being just short of reaching his prostate. Being so pent up and needing some stimulation, he began rocking his hips and moving his rump up and down. "Damn it..." He mumbled to himself, already rocking his lower half at a steady pace. The precum was working well, allowing him to thrust back and forth smoothly.

The grunts and frustrated moans filled the mostly secluded area. It felt good, but it wasn't enough. Closing his eyes, the threehorn was trying to build a fantasy to get things really going. Something was forming in his mind's eye. A more sensual moan came from the bucking dinosaur as he focused on the strength of his own thrusts and the warmth that had come from the stump being slathered in his own fluids.

These factors got Topsy to start thinking about Red Claw's cock. How hot it had been when inside of him and how strong each thrust had been, enough to put him out of commission for a while. His humps were getting stronger but the fantasy was about the biter's cock. Just thinking about it was making his vent twitch. More pre was dripping from his flaring tip, making the stump even warmer.

"Oh goddammit!" Topsy swore, opening his eyes and stomping his foreleg. He had only just now realized what he was doing, fantasizing about that intruder's cock. A mix of anger and embarrassment came as he felt his cock still pulsing from the lingering thoughts of Red Claw. To make matters all the worse, he was no closer to getting off. All he could was produce more pre that was trickling out from his stretched cloaca, leaving the stump smelling heavily of him now. He eased up from it and growled. What was he doing? If anything, that sharptooth's actions needed to be punished!

He had been used by that smelly beast! If Red Claw thought that was the end of it, the sharptooth had another thing coming!

Heaving his body up from the stump, Topsy had accepted that it was doing nothing for him. What he needed was something real. But instead of the many males that were available in the Great Valley, the threehorn's goal was Red Claw and him only. He was going to march up to the intruder and show him who the true alpha was.

Not bothering to clean the mess from his cock, Topsy was soon stomping away. His length bounced between his hindlegs, keeping his vent stretched the whole time. A beeline was made for the clearing and its forest beyond where the t-rex now dwelled.

Red Claw was busy remarking his territory. It had been days since his encounter with that bold leaf eater. Since then there had been no one to challenge him, meaning the smaller forest belonged to him now. He made good use of it too, having ample food to eat from the valley dwellers that got too close to his turf. The only thing missing was a hole for him to breed. A major disadvantage of claiming some land for his own was that there was no one around to sate his needs.

Just thinking about it was getting the t-rex's vent expanding. He was in a stronger state of need than expected. A rather needy growl came from him, feeling his cock reaching its full length and hardness, pulsing out from his spread vent. There wasn't much that could be done about it, now with his short forearms and thick hindlegs that couldn't bend that way.

In times like this, the biter needed something else to stimulate him. Luckily there were plenty of things to work with. And very close nearby was a certain tree. It had fallen and was lying at an angle against some rocks. The wood was soft and smooth and had already been marked by him plenty of times. And being so large, it was the perfect size to mount as well.

Locating the fallen tree, Red Claw was quick to settle over it, making a low groan from his cock making contact with the surface. The fallen tree held his full weight without issue, not even creaking or groaning as it shifted from his hips moving a bit.

Starting out slow to tease himself, Red Claw watched his length grinding back and forth, dripping his strong smelling precum onto the wood. The smell of him was already heaving in the area, but this was different. Picking up the traces of his cum and vent fluids absorbed into the porous object always got him going. Taking in a deep whiff made his body shudder and his tail flick. Laying down a bit lower, Red Claw got into a proper mounting position, drawing his thick tongue along brought the taste of himself as well.

It was still the height of mating season and Red Claw was affected by it, able to pick up the scents from a great distance. It was a more difficult time for him as though the scents of females got him aroused, the biter's preference was for males and males only.

He wished for the tight hole of another male but the tree would have to do for the time being. Using his imagination helped, seeing himself pressed on top of another sharptooth like himself, hearing the hisses and moans from the one being bred by him, calling out for more and voicing their pleasure from being rutted so hard and so deeply.

The following growls became more lustful, rumbling from his chest in response to the building pleasure. His hips rocked in a smoother fashion, able to glide thanks to the layers of slick precum that now coated the surface. Warmth from the fluid and his shaft transferred, sending added waves of pleasure and comfort through his being.

Along with his huffs, there was the slick sound of his length rubbing along the wood, the underside getting warmer and sticker thanks to the twitching it unloading even more of the fluid. Being so pent up, it almost seemed endless. But that suited him just fine, rocking his strong hips faster. His mind was still on the scenario of breeding another of his species, a smaller male that would beg for more domination. Having a tight vent that hugged his cock perfectly.

More of his weight came down, as if the tree would somehow get away from him. A deep growl came, urging the pretend mate to stay in place while he put more pressure down, rubbing his dick against the wood a bit harder. With no worry of getting splinters or breaking the immensely thick trunk with his mass, Red Claw was free to treat his "mate" anyway he saw fit. He liked being rough with it, dragging his claws along the sides, digging them into the soft wood, as if that same strong grip was being applied to a squirming male.

Letting out a snarl-like sound the sharptooth finally began to hump with strength, tongue lolling out as he felt the sudden burst of pleasure. His hips rocked hard, jerking back then forwards. The entire length of his cock, from tip to base, ran over the wood. Having all of himself teased brought about steady shivered and pants, only wanting more. It was much different compared to an actual orifice so he needed more to really get himself off.

His fantasy matched this newfound pace, having the smaller male screaming out in the forest, cumming hard from the sheer filling of its hole. Just thinking about the strong squeezes of a clenching tailhole got Red Claw's teeth to clench, his toe claws digging into the earth.

Giving another strong hump, he managed to get off. The tree was given yet another marking of cum, ropes of it splattering all over the surface. With eyes lidded and his tongue lolling a bit, the large dinosaur eased that pent up feeling that had bothered him for some time. He knew it wouldn't last long but still basked in the feeling while it lasted.

He didn't bother cleaning himself up, letting his cock retreat into his slit. That was how he kept himself and his markings so musky. If he wanted to establish his borders, the scent needed to be unmistakable and easily detected. And knowing they were all freshly redone brought a sense of pride. This place was his now, so close to the valley and so far it had been uncontested. Even that foolish threehorn had failed to drive him out, being left with a few wounds and injuries to think about.

Recalling his victory only added to his pride, being sure that any future intruder would be either driven out or devoured. With all of that done, it was about time for a rest.

That was until he heard something in the distance. For some reason it caught and held his attention, a strange feeling came over him. He was just compelled to take a look. And what the biter found actually made him snicker.

It was that threehorn again. He was charging towards the forest, looking pretty angry too.

"Must have finally recovered," Red Claw muttered to himself, speaking in the tongue of meat eaters. "And looking for another beating." Rather than meeting this proposed challenge head on, he slunk further in the forest's shadows.

Topsy had goaded himself into charging headlong across the clearing. He was determined to pay back Red Claw now that his injuries were healed. Knowing that the bigger dino was so close by only riled him up even more. Sniffing at the air brought the strong smell of sharptooth. He expected to gag but instead ended up shivering with a sense of excitement, it being quickly pushed back down. He needed to focus!

Snorting deeply, he ran into the foliage and searched for the foe. There was no sign of him so far but there was no way a dino of his size could hide. Topsy stomped around, sweeping the area. To his surprise, Red Claw wasn't actually hiding, just standing deeper within the forest. It seemed the biter had wanted to be found, a grin spreading across his muzzle when their eyes met.

"There you are!" Topsy barked. "Trying to hide from me, huh?"

The sharptooth didn't move but made a chuckling sort of noise. That really got Topsy mad. He stomped the ground and snorted again.

"I'm back to finally drive you out of here! And to get some payback!"

The words spoken by the leaf eater were lost on Red Claw. Honestly he couldn't have cared less anyways. Seeing the four-legger so angry was just plain amusing to him. He let Topsy speak his piece, ignoring the noise while looking the other reptile up and down.

If he beat the threehorn once, it could be done again. Red Claw was certain of that.

All the same, he took notice of the other dinosaur's build. He was certainly strong but his movements were much slower in comparison to his own. Those horns were the biggest obstacle but they could be easily avoided. Looking even lower, something caught the predator's attention. The pulsing pink of Topsy's cock, dripping heavily on the grass. It brought the scent of grass-eater to his nose, making him huff. Looking closer made it clear that the bottom half of him was slathered in precum.

Another chuckle came from Red Claw, rising up to his full height. He got an idea of what was going on. The display of anger and hostility was instantly broken by the fully erect shaft that twitched and dribbled even more. The t-rex couldn't take the other dinosaur seriously in that position. Topsy's following words were all ignored. Red Claw instead began to circle around the threehorn.

From the front and side he was able to see the entire length of cock that stuck out from the slit. It was easy to tell that the other male was pent up, even more than he had been. And remembering the state he left the leaf-eater's slit in, it was no small wonder why that was. In fact, looking from behind, the scaly vent looked more stretched out than before. The smell of arousal was heavy, radiating from the dripping hole.

Topsy had noticed the sharptooth treading a wide circle around him, leering and sniffing. He could only figure that his erection had been noticed. But he stood his ground, growling at the predator.

"Well, well, well. I thought you've come for a fight but you look more like a needy female in heat. Your vent's dripping so much too... I can't let you get away with marking my territory. And maybe I can help with easing that arousal of yours..."

Red Claw was feeling rather superior, continually mocking the valley dweller. He knew that his words weren't understood so he used action to drive his point home. A sweep of his thick tail brushed right over Topsy's underside, touching the base of his cock. The threehorn jumped a bit from this and quickly turned around. Red Claw rushed over and used his tail to reach under and directly tease the cloaca's outside. This sent a jolt of pleasure through Topsy but he quickly ignored it. It became apparent that the t-rex was trying to rile him up, seeing this as some kind of game.

The triceratops took a deep breath to steady himself and began to wait for the perfect chance. Letting the tyrannosaurus taunt and walk around him until he saw the perfect moment to strike. Sure he was slower, but all that was needed was a single chance. Red Claw was foolish enough to turn his back on the threehorn. It was just for a moment, but Topsy was even quicker to ask, lunging forwards and dipping underneath the t-rex. He lifted his head and managed to tip the predator over.

Red Claw snarled in confusion, being suddenly lifted and thrown off balance. Completely unprepared, he tried to rebalance himself, half spinning before he actually fell. Back first, he landed in the forest's foliage, getting himself tangled in vines and branches from thrashing around. His scales were scratched from the branches and the vines were just thick enough to keep his arms bound and his hindlegs couldn't reach.

While the t-rex struggled to get himself free, Topsy had ample time to simply stroll over to him. And it was just as easy for him to place a heavy foot down, ensuring that the foe wouldn't be getting up. Now it was his turn to gloat, speaking in a tongue that the other couldn't understand.

"Well, it isn't exactly how I imagined it, but I'll certainly take it! Heh. You were so focused on getting at my tail. I guess you sharptooths are pretty simple-minded, can only focus one thing at a time," Topsy said smugly. Red Claw just growled in response. He didn't understand a single word said but it wasn't hard to imagine being taunted and berated by the leaf eater, likely feeling very proud of himself.

All he could do was scowl and bare his fangs but it was an empty threat at most. Topsy continued talking, looking Red Claw up and down. His eyes fell on the predator's slit. It was a bit wet and the smell of musk cum was fresh from that area. Catching a whiff instantly reminded him of why the journey was made in the first place. He took in a deeper sniff and allowed the rush of excitement to take hold.

An idea was already fresh in the triceratops' mind, a way for him to get it all out; his pent up state, his desire to get back at the t-rex, and the strange obsession he recently developed for him. Yes, he was finally able to admit how he felt about Red Claw. But those feelings were starting to shift.

In his mind, Red Claw was an unshakable figure: all powerful and all dominating. But the Red Claw he saw right now was bond and powerful, at mercy to him now. In this position the jab of his horns would be enough to finish the bigger male off. But there was something much different in mind. Payback. Plain and simple.

Besides, his words were practically falling on deaf ears anyway. Dinosaurs like him and Red Claw were more about action than words. So he made the first action of shifting his lower half, getting his large cock to flop onto the biter's scaly belly. It was wet with precum and slit fluids, smelling strongly of his own herbivore musk. To make his point clear, Topsy boldly began to grind his shaft over the warm smooth scales, letting his precum flow from the tip again, coating them in a sticky sheen.

Red Claw took it as a direct challenge but there was nothing he could do in his current position.

Knowing this as well, Topsy took his sweet time in humping over the smooth and warm underbelly. Doing so again and again, his bulky body started to trail downwards. His aim was for the other dinosaur's slit, rubbing over it a few good times. Red Claw twitched and squirmed. Clearly he could feel it and was now the one resisting. This amused the threehorn, who made sure his fluids slathered the other male's vent, marking it in his own scent.

Once he was done with that, Topsy's body moved even lower. The tip of his cock found its way to the opening itself. A single prod was given to first establish what he wanted. Red Claw's eyes widened and a gulp-like sound came from him. It was clear that the t-rex wasn't expecting something like this. Whatever the biter had anticipated, Topsy had something else in mind.

Another push came, this one being stronger than before. The force and slickness were more than enough for the tip to pop right in. While a groan came from the four legged reptile, Red Claw instead hissed and recoiled from the sudden filling of his cloaca. This was his first time being penetrated and the feeling was much more than he dared to imagine. A hot and wet cock that wasn't his own steadily sunk into the vent, forcing it to expand around the invading flesh.

Having his cloaca forced open from the opposite direction was just the start of it. Red Claw also had to deal with the oddly pleasurable feelings that came from it; all completely unexpected. He hadn't ever considered how the one being penetrated felt, only caring about his own pleasure when mating.

But now he was being forced into the lower position. Of a needy weaker male that would beg for it. The sharptooth wouldn't allow himself to beg, still growling and even snapping his jaws but of course Topsy wasn't scared by the display. He was too busy sinking more and more of himself into the vent, spraying his hot precum into the snug space. It didn't take long for their respectively big cocks to make contact, the wet tips touching before another push forced Red Claw's aside, plunging deeper into the cloaca.

A deeper snarl and groan came from the bound dinosaur, feeling his slit being stretched from deeper within, another male's length plowed its way past his own. Squirming did nothing and neither did trying to kick him away. The threehorn was in perfect position, simply pushing his hips and jamming even more into the snug space.

Then came another kind of feeling. It was similar to what he felt when rubbing his cock against the fallen log. But his shaft was still inside of his cloaca, getting wetter from their shafts leaking against each other. Topsy began to pull back and jerked his hips forwards, thrusting hard into the now slick orifice. Topsy moaned deeply from this and Red Claw was surprised by the feeling.

Another thrust came and he felt it again, the sudden rise of unexpected pleasure. It was getting his shaft to harden even more and being unable to stop it, the predator was the one feeling shame from his cock extending from his vent.

This was exactly what Topsy wanted. Reeling back, he pulled his cock free, hearing the messy pop his tip made when being tugged out. He was able to see Red Claw's length slipping out from the cloaca, first the tip and the rest of it followed suit. Once again, the huge amount of predator cock was fully out and jutting out from the opening, leaking from the tip and smelling strongly from its built up musk.

"There it is..." Topsy said, smirking as more of his body climbed over Red Claw's. He aimed to finally take care of his recent troubles once and for all. He couldn't deny the lust felt for the tyrannosaurus but was looking to be one dominating this time. "Now it's time for payback..!"

Topsy lunged his heavy body ahead and Red Claw had expected himself to be penetrated again, bracing for it. But weight was down on his upper chest. Opening his eyes, he saw that the threehorn was more or less straddling him. And his tip was touching the base of the other the male's cock. A grunt came and the leaf eater began to push down against the bigger cock, groaning as his slit was made to expand even further around his already fully erect cock. .

It took a bit of pushing but the force he used and the pre still oozing from Red Claw's tip allowed it to finally slip inside of his slit. Luckily his opening had been left permanently stretched wider than usual. It wasn't as much trouble this time to take the other male's cock. Shifting his hips a bit, he got the tip to make contact with his tailhole. Grinding against it coaxed more precum to spurt and coat the soft opening.

Red Claw was confused as to what the leaf-eater was doing. He had expected to be the one roughly penetrated. But he could feel the pleasure of the soft entrance rubbing against the start of his length. And then came a sudden push downwards. The both of them groaned deeply, Topsy used his weight to sink his body down and take the bigger shaft into his own body.

Balling his hands and clenching his teeth, Red Claw was suddenly feeling the intense pleasure of a hot hole surrounding his length. It was engulfing more and more of his inches, steadily reaching lower until all of it was inside. Their vents touched, briefly trading fluids and scents. Topsy was quick to raise his body, the tight walls of his ass clung to the cock's flesh, stroking all the way up, almost enough for the tip to pop back out.

Then the triceratops' ass came back down, pushing the tip back inside and swallowing up the following inches.

"Don't think you've got one over me," Topsy growled. He could tell that the t-rex had gotten himself comfortable, thinking that this was him simply submitting. But he made his true aim clear by slamming his ass down on the thick and long shaft. Picking up the pace a bit, he bounced the lower half of his heavy form up and down, thumping his tail against the other dinosaur's.

Red Claw had let himself assume that the valley dweller had truly returned for more. That this was all some kind of trick to just feel his mighty length again. But he wasn't quite prepared for the vigor put into the four-legger's bouncing. It was almost too much for him to keep up with. As soon as the entire length was taken down to the base, it would come lifting back up. The pace wasn't the only thing that threw him off. The power put into each lift and pull down was enough to rock Red Claw's bigger body.

A strange sensation came over the t-rex. Sure he had a snug hole around his cock, but the control had been all but completely taken away from him. It didn't feel the same, not moving his own hips nor being able to control how deep his cock would reach each time.

It wasn't helped by Topsy squeezing down on him and grinding his ass when it was all stuffed deep inside. The triceratops used his weight to keep Red Claw from taking too much control, clearly having much satisfaction in moving in any way he saw fit.

Being forced to just lie there was driving him crazy. If he was to take the other dinosaur, it should have been in a proper fashion. Even worse was the pleasure he felt. The soft and slick walls stroked up and down, milking more precum from him and forcing out various growls. His shaft was pulsing from the tight hold. But it was still frustrating. He wanted so desperately to wildly buck into the tailhole, forcing the other dino to cry out and beg for him.

But Topsy was going at a pace all his own, really dragging out the reverse rutting. Between how heavy he was and the vines keeping the upper half of the rex bound, there wasn't anything that could be done besides waiting for either of them to reach their limits.

And Topsy was fully aware of what he was doing. It was obvious that Red Claw liked to have his way. But now it was time for them to play by his rules. While he also enjoying some fast rough sex, Topsy was also a fan of the slow burn; a gradual build up that would lead up to a strong and satisfying release. He was prepared to play the long game, knowing that it was driving the other dinosaur crazy. Adding onto that, he further teased the bigger male with purposeful squeezes before he began to raise and lower his body only about halfway.

"Y-you..!" Red Claw snarled. "I won't put up with this...torment!" He bared his fangs and tried to bite away the vines keeping him tangled but couldn't move his large head in the right angles.

Topsy just snickered and began to escalate things, suddenly lifting up while keeping his hole clenched extra tight. And the next push down was done with extra speed and power. This was what the predator was looking for. Knowing that, Topsy was quick to do something else. Red Claw roared from the burst of pleasure but suddenly found a fat cock jammed into his open muzzle.

Topsy was back to bouncing up and down at a regular pace and did so while humping his cock into the meat-eater's mouth. Red Claw was caught completely off guard by this at first but had recovered and begun to growl. But Topsy snorted and narrowed his own eyes, wordlessly daring him to try something. Red Claw got the message and reluctantly tolerated the strong tasting shaft that rubbed back and forth over his tongue. The bitter flavor of plant-eater was something he had to become familiar with.

Red Claw refused to wrap his lips around the shaft nor would he even move his tongue. He had gone from simply tolerating the actions done onto him to now being the one to feel humiliation. Topsy was outwardly moaning and panting from the dual sources of pleasure he felt, working his hips to both ride and thrust into the surprisingly soft muzzle. And knowing that the biter was completely out of his element, being humiliated in such a position.

Red Claw's reluctance to "participate" didn't stop Topsy from pushing his own cock deep into the fanged reptile's mouth. At first he was grinding his shaft over the broad tongue, feeling how hot and wet it was, made even more so by his precum that slathered the interior.

Not needing the t-rex to act in return, he did the work for the both of them. In bouncing harder and pushing the large cock even deeper into himself, Topsy would lift his body with the same amount of force. That and rocking forwards pushed his length past the fat tongue and into Red Claw's tight throat.

This was something completely unexpected and Red Claw had just as much inexperience in taking other males into his throat. Topsy had picked up the pace, making it the length slide in deep before pulling back. And each time the biter let out an awkward gag, all but choking on the thick shaft that forced its way in. There was a discomfort from having his throat suddenly stretched, becoming warmer and stickier from precum slathering the soft borders.

Topsy could only get about half his cock inside but that was more than enough for him. Most of the pleasure came from riding the large carnivore's dick, feeling it pulse so hard and spurt more pre into his guts. That in turn got more fluids running through his own shaft, forcing the pinned male to drink it all down.

At this point, Red Claw's mouth was thoroughly marked with the musk and precum of another male, the taste and smell of it being set deep in his senses. Even through his rage, there was something about it that called to the dinosaur. His nostrils flared continually and the first experimental lick was given to the throbbing flesh. It was clear to feel that Topsy was getting close to his limits and there was nothing that could be done to stop that.

Another odd feeling came over the angry rex. A sudden acceptance that he was going to receive a big load into his pried open muzzle. As for his own level of pleasure, Topsy's riding only had gotten him so far. Not being in control provided some sort of block, either physical or mental, that wouldn't allow him to get off so easily.

With a few more hard bounces that pushed the thickness as far as it could reach, Topsy clenched his teeth and made a deep low noise. Finally achieving his climax, the triceratops made sure that his shaft was lodged into the sharptooth's mouth.

"F-fuck! Take it all!" Topsy bellowed, feeling the rise of bliss that suddenly overtook him. On top of that was the immense satisfaction in watching the predator's changing expressions. Eyes widening from the first spurt of hot seed. Another low growl came but was muffled and cut short from Red Claw's need to swallow. Another surprise came in how often the thick gushes of leaf-eater cum rushed from the tip.

Topsy openly moaned, tilting his head back. All that pent up need within him was being drained away. The feeling was incredible, every throb of his shaft and swell of his flaring tip. And knowing that Red Claw was swallowing it all down was both surprising yet deeply satisfying. He gave enough to make the larger male's belly swell a bit, much to Red Claw's surprise. He was just gulping it down to keep from choking, but now the deep earthy taste was imprinted onto his tongue, the flavor clinging hard to his taste buds...

A groan came from him and he was glad to have it all over with. The threehorn got what they wanted and now he could just be rid of the herbivore.

But Topsy remained where he was, still comfortable while seated on the throbbing shaft. His cock pulled free from the other reptile's mouth, but was still hard and wanting for more. Despite how much he had cum, the threehorn was still pent up and had much more to give.

"Think we're finished?" Topsy sneered, eyes meeting his opponent's. "I have something very special in store. My real payback..."

The words were still lost on the bound dinosaur, but from the look on Topsy's face and the tone of voice... It couldn't be anything good for him...

Topsy lifted himself up and off of the length, groaning as the tip popped free from the vent, left stretched out more than usual. While Red Claw was unable to go anywhere, it was no trouble for the bulky threehorn to turn around and reposition himself. Picking right up where he left off, his ass coming down to engulf the shaft but in this new position he was able to angle his own cock to push down into the t-rex's own vent, forcing his broad tip in as more of his body came down.

Red Claw hissed and balled his hands like he had earlier. He would never get used to the feeling of being penetrated. But this was something else entirely, being paired with his own cock already taking up most of the space. It was being pushed aside and his cloaca was being wedged even wider than it had ever been...

Their voices filled the forest, one of growing discomfort and the other of intensifying pleasure. Topsy went back to bouncing up and down, and that act made it easy for his wet cock to plunge into the already stretched opening, finding the tailhole lying just behind the space meant to hide the carnivore's large prick.

Red Claw made a roar-like sound, his ass suddenly being stretched and stuffed full of cock. The treatment was rough and forced countless feelings through him all at once. His body was shuddering uncontrollably, responding to the first pain that shot through his form. As the thrusting started, that persisted but to Red Claw's own surprise, that feeling quickly died away.

Precum was spurting over his walls, being warm and slick and that helped the cock glide smoothly through his tailhole. Unable to do anything about it, the intruder began to consider just finding some enjoyment in this. Everything would go by much faster that way...

That was easier said than done, Topsy felt the resisting stop and took full advantage. Working his body to its fullest extent, he lowered his body and groaned deeply. He felt both a fat cock filling his ass while his own was stuffing Red Claw's. He was moving much faster this round and using a lot more power as well, slamming himself down and roughly jerking upwards.

The only upside in the meat-eater's favor was him being given that pleasure he had been looking for. Though still not given any form of control, his cock was being plunged deep into the snug hole, being squeezed hard, and caressed endlessly by soft and hot walls. He found himself panting and groaning alongside Topsy, especially when there came a sudden burst of pleasure from his stuffed tailhole.

Topsy had managed to find the prostate and chuckled when feeling the tyrannosaurus' reaction. He made sure that every following thrust hit that spot, pounding it with each round. And at the same time he also made sure that Red Claw's cock touched his own prostate over and over again.

"Rrgh..!" Red Claw grunted through clenched fangs. The pleasure was building towards his climax. He had to admit that it did feel good, much more than he could have predicted.

Topsy rode and ground his ass against the twitching length, giving another hard bounce that got the sharptooth to roar out. It swelled and throbbed hard before pouring a fat load into the soft passage. Being pent up as well, Red Claw had a large amount of seed to give, pumping it all into the horned reptile's ass. Topsy again felt the rush of heat, quickly filling up the space and going beyond to swell his guts just like before.

While receiving Red Claw's load, Topsy was still riding and fucking that right hole that surrounded his own cock, now putting more focus into that. Even though he had cum not too long ago, the many factors working against him now brought the threehorn's climax back full force. Snorting vapor through his nostrils, he came a second time, draining the rest of his backed up seed into the snug hole, groaning and shuddering deeply as he did so.

"Oooah..." Red Claw groaned, feeling his hole being seeded for the first time. It was so hot and thick, clinging to his walls and more of it was still coming from the flaring tip, once more reaching into his stomach and making it swell up a bit more. Topsy kept himself deep inside for a bit, sighing in complete and total satisfaction. When pulling off the other dinosaur, both his ass and cock left Red Claw, leaving him with a distinct and literal empty feeling.

"There..." Topsy huffed. "Now we're even..."

That was supposed to be the end of it, but Topsy would soon return to the clearing's forest. He and Red Claw got used to this new position, with him taking control and the predator receiving pleasure in return. Despite their language barrier Topsy was able to strike a deal; so long as he was able to provide the lonely t-rex with a hole to rut, Red Claw wouldn't set foot on the Great Valley. It took some time but it was agreed upon. Even after mating season was over, the threehorn would awake from an arousing dream, wanting for the predator. And the relief he needed would be just a short walk away...