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"For fuck's sake, how much further is it!?"

Crius sighed. The kobold had been like this for the last few hours. It was a journey of several days by wagon to get to Thax's village, and though Crius was just as eager as Ictus to arrive, he was doing a better job at keeping his composure than the kobold was. Ictus was a right little ball of energy, and without Vic with them to take the edge off, the smaller male's libido was getting the better of him. Even after last night, it hadn't gotten any better.

After making camp, Crius had gotten so fed up with the other reptile's constant complaining that he had taken it upon himself to get some relief. He'd pinned his friend down and given him a good hard fucking and several loads of lizardman spunk, allowing him vent his annoyance and own needs into the squirming kobold. It had at least gotten them both a good night's sleep, but now he was back at it, and Crius was starting to get more than a bit annoyed.

"Ictus, sit the fuck down and stop bitching or I swear I'm going to tie you under one of the horses for the rest of the day."

Ictus' eyed him eagerly..

Crius sighed. "You are not getting fucked by the horses. Fuck me, I should have known better than to bring you along with Vic. At least if he was here he could keep you quiet."

"Only if he was fucking my throat," said Ictus, sticking out his tongue playfully. "You should know by now how noisy I can be in the sack."

"Me and the whole fucking forest," said Crius.

Ictus eyed the other reptile. "Don't act like you didn't enjoy it. Nobody else may have heard those noises you were making but I sure as fuck did."

Crius didn't say anything to that, refusing to admit how much he had enjoyed fucking the kobold. He couldn't help it - the lizardman enjoyed fucking smaller partners, and Ictus had been both very tight and very enthusiastic. A tough combination to beat.

"I can't wait to get there," said Ictus, unashamedly rubbing himself through the short pants he wore. "I hope they're all as hung as Thax was. I'm gonna take every gator dick I can until I can't walk."

"Much as I love your enthusiasm for being a total slut," said Crius, "Maybe you should keep some of that saved up for when we get there."

"Can't you go any faster?" asked Ictus.

"No," said Crius firmly. "We should be there in a few hours. Can't you find something to do to keep yourself entertained?"

Ictus' eyes lit up.

"I've got just the thing!"

Jumping into the back of the wagon, Ictus worked furiously at the cloth belt holding his pants on and shucked them off, leaving him naked from the waist down. Apparently that was all he needed though because rather than remove his shirt, he opened the bag of holding he carried with him everywhere and moments later pulled out his favorite toy - a perfectly made replica of Victus' penis in all its glory.

The kobold slammed the heavy thing down on the floor of the wagon, his own cocks standing hard between his legs as he pulled out a bottle of lubricant oil from his bag and began to coat his toy with it until it was shining in the sunlight. He also made sure to work plenty of it over and into his tailhole, getting himself good and slick before positioning himself over the faux-phallus and sitting down.

Ictus moaned loudly as he sank down the toy, a bulge quickly forming in his belly as the big thing was forced inside him, his twin cocks already spurting precum against the floorboards before he finally stopped, nearly the entire toy wedge beneath his tail, stretching and stuffing him to an almost comical degree. He wasted no time in setting his feet firmly beneath him and starting to move up and down the toy, playing with his own erections the whole time, whimpering and moaning like the sex-crazed little fiend he was.

Thankfully, despite his enthusiasm, Ictus' small size meant even his vigorous bouncing wasn't making the wagon rock any harder than it already was. It didn't take long before the kobold had worked himself to his first orgasm, making a bit of a mess in the back of the wagon. Thankfully without getting cum on any of the goods they had brought with them for the village.

"Careful back there," said Crius, glancing over his shoulder. "Fuck yourself all you want but don't get cum on my merchandise."

Settling down on the big fake cock for a moment to rest his legs - and enjoy a good, deep stretching - Ictus looked up at Crius with half-lidded eyes.

"How are you so calm right now?" he asked.

"What do you mean?"

"You know what I mean," said Ictus. "Normally watching or listening to someone taking it up the ass gets you all hot and bothered and looking for someone to bend over. I'd have expected you to grab me and force me to ride you by now. So why haven't you?"

Crius sat there, decidedly not looking at Ictus.

"...I don't know what you mean-mmphf!"

"Right there! What was that?" said Ictus, pointing a finger at Crius. "I know that sound! That's what you sound like when you've got some tight little thing squirming on your cock. Spill it!"

As far as Ictus could tell, Crius wasn't doing anything that would explain that stifled moan. Ictus knew he wasn't sitting on anything thanks to the clear view he had of the other reptile's tightly muscled rear. Which meant it had to be something around front. Reluctantly pulling himself off his toy, Ictus reached around and grabbed Crius' loincloth, trying to pull it aside to get a better look.

That forced a loud grunt from Crius, and Ictus soon saw why. He realized it was one of the specialty items the lizardman had been working on, similar to the bags of holding he made. And within this one was the unmistakable rump of the dalmatian girl they hadn't managed to sell. No sounds could be heard from her with her cloth prison, but Ictus had no doubt she would be squealing given the way the big blue lizardman was currently knot in her flushed and dripping pussy, the widely stretched lips of her cunny spasming around Crius cock. The added pressure on his penis was enough to send Crius over the edge, the lizardman growling loudly as he filled her with what Ictus highly doubted was the first load of cum of the day.

"Seriously!? You bitch at me about needing a good fuck when you've been balls deep in your newest girl-toy this whole time!" exclaimed Ictus.

"I wanted to make sure the loincloth of holding worked," said Crius.

"We have got to come up with a better name for it than that."

"And you know I have a thing for canine girls," said Crius. Slipping a finger in his mouth, he reached down and plunged his finger into the dalmatian girl's tailhole, teasing her and laughing at the way her pussy squirmed along his length. "They're just too sexy to resist."

Slapping Ictus' hand away, Crius grabbed the loincloth and shoved it back into place, leaving the girl's leaking cunny pressed tightly against his scales once again. Sighing in enjoyment, he watched as Ictus rolled his eyes and returned to his toy, pumping his cock and teasing his slit as he rode the massive thing to orgasm after orgasm.

They arrived at the settlement around mid-morning. They'd been slowed a bit when they drew nearer, entering the mangroves that made up that stretch of the coast. The alligator village was built along the shores of a lake within the mangroves, a few hundred yards in from the shore. The lake and ocean provided much of the fish and salt that was sold back in the shop, along with some special potion ingredients. Even Baal with his druidic powers had a great deal of trouble growing those particular marsh plants in the city, but in the mangroves around the village they could be found in abundance.

The village was made up of clusters of houses and low buildings, built up on stilts to keep them dry and away from the water. The place was alive with activity, filled with gators going about their daily routine. Some were heading towards the fish farms in the lake, others were making their way to the sea for a day of fishing and harvesting salt and shellfish. Children ran and played through the village, many of them stopping to watch as the wagon passed. It was quite similar to Crius' own village, and he immediately felt at home, even if these weren't the lizard people he was used to. Of course, it also helped that except for the occasional loincloth to denote a guard and the occasional tattoo or sidebag to aid in their work, not a single person in the village was wearing a stitch of clothing. Something for which Ictus was equally grateful, especially when he caught sight of some of the strapping young males standing guard outside the chief's home.

As the wagon slowed to a stop, the gator chieftain stepped out into the sunlight, strolling down the steps towards the new arrivals, his scales proudly displayed in all their glory. He wore only a necklace of a handle of beads and large fangs to mark him as the leader of the village. The scars crossing his body did nothing to detract from his appearance, and in fact only added to his rugged good looks. Looks that already had Crius drooling and his slit aching as he felt himself starting to get hard, fighting to keep himself tucked away, at least for the time being.

"Welcome friends!" boomed Thax, spreading his arms wide. "I hope you had a pleasant trip."

"Not bad," said Crius, making no attempt to hide it as he eyed the big gator up and down. "Though things are much better now. Especially the view."

A low, loud rumbling came from the big gator's throat, and it was enough to make Crius' knees weak and his dick so stiff it positively ached with need. In the face of a male like that, no amount of self control could stop his dick from at least peeking out of his slit, which Thax was quick to notice as well.

"Yes, it certainly is. Why don't we-"

"Oh sweet fuck!"

Crius and Thax turned to the wagon, where Ictus was staring hungrily towards a pair of stocks where a familiar dog was being held. It was the german shepherd now known as Bitch, and he was certainly living up to the name, getting thoroughly fucked up the tail by a line of gator warriors. And from the looks of his matted fur and the wet puddle of cum beneath him, the scalie studs had been at it for a while.

"Oh yeah, the pup has been real popular with my men," said Thax with a deep chuckle. "Easily the best purchase I've made in a long time."

"Think they'd be up for another guy?" asked Ictus eagerly. "It's been a long trip and I need to get fucked, now."

Thax laughed. "A tight-bodied little thing like you? Yeah, I'm pretty sure they'd be up for some fun."

That was all Ictus needed to hear. The kobold hurriedly shucked off his clothes and leapt from the wagon, practically sprinting over to the gathered gators, his erections quickly sliding from his slit, bouncing and dripping as he ran. He skidded to a stop and said something to the warriors that Crius and Thax couldn't hear, but the lizardman had a pretty good idea of the things his friend would be promising them.

An assumption that was quickly proven correct as a pair of gators lifted the kobold up and raised his arms above his head, typing them to a sturdy pole set into the ground near the stocks normally used for chaining up prisoners. Ictus' legs were promptly grabbed as well, a length of rope bound around each leg and tied to the same ring as his hands, leaving them pulled high and spread wide, leaving the kobold's bits and ass fully exposed and ready for fun. Fun that began immediately when one of the younger looking warriors stepped up and thrust himself slit deep into the kobold, fucking him hard while Ictus moaned in bliss.

"While they keep your friend entertained," said Thax, turning back to Crius and giving him a knowing look, "why don't we step inside? We've got business to attend to."

As the pair walked up the step towards the big gator's home, he let out a low below once again, reaching his hand over to fondle the lizardman's blue-scaled rump.

"First order of business - let's find out if that ass is as good as it looks."

That was enough to have Crius sipping fully from his slit, and by the time the stepped through the doorway into the hut, Thax was as well, pulling the other reptile into a kiss, grabbing his ass tightly and grinding their dicks together as they fell onto the gator's bed.

When Crius emerged a couple hours later, he had a smile on his face that just wouldn't quit. Not just because he had worked out a trade deal that benefitted both his group and the village, but because getting to bed that absolute stud of a chieftain had scratched an itch he rarely had - the need to be dominated by someone else. Normally the lizardman would have balked at such an idea, but with a male like Thax there was just no resisting the temptation.

Some of the potions he'd snagged from Ictus had helped remove most of the soreness and fatigue he might have otherwise been feeling, but he still decided to take a bit of a break, settling in to watch Ictus having his fun. The kobold's tailbase was absolutely coated in cum, as was his belly, and Ictus couldn't have looked happier. He'd been so pumped full of cum it could be forgiven for thinking he'd been knocked up, and at some point the gator's had stuffed a gag into his mouth to keep him quiet. Completely fair, given how noisy the kobold could be when he was getting fucked, as Crius well knew.

As Crius watched his friend taking dick after dick, he could feel his own urges starting to return. But this time, it was his usual need to dominate a sexy male, to make him cry out as the reptile's ass worked him to orgasm after orgasm. While Crius certainly enjoyed fucking others, he couldn't deny that he got a wicked delight out of taking a male that thought he was in charge and showing him that just because the lizardman had his partner's dick up his ass, that didn't for one second mean that Crius wasn't in total control of things. The only question now was who would he get to have his fun with?

It didn't take long for Crius to perk up, his eyes latching onto one warrior in particular. The villagers came in all shades of green and yellow and black - he'd even spotted the odd albino here or there - but after his tryst with the chief, the green men looked especially appealing. This male in particular was a bit bigger than Crius, and younger too if he was any judge. Despite his size he looked like he couldn't be much beyond his eighteenth year. Judging by the lack of cum on his scales and the annoyed look on his face, he hadn't gotten much action with Ictus yet. In fact, it was possible he hadn't gotten any, since the older and more experienced warriors looked to be taking their time with the happily squirming kobold. The guy looked in serious need of some relief.

Perfect.

Getting to his feet, Crius moved calmly and confidently towards the gathered gators, getting looks from more than a few of them that made it clear they all knew exactly what he and their chief had been getting up to. Not that any of them were remotely bothered by that fact, given that they were currently fucking the german shepherd and kobold in ful view of anyone in the village that bothered to look. There were even some hints of jealousy as the lizardman passed them by, but that just caused them to use Ictus and Bitch with even more enthusiasm.

Once he was mostly out of sight of the other gators, Crius got the attention of the disgruntled stud, beckoning him over to join him. As he approached, Crius did his best to make himself look as alluring as possible.

"If you're tired of waiting for your turn," said Crius. "I'd be happy to have some fun with you."

A cocky smirk curled up the gator's lips.

"Didn't get enough from the chief, huh? Must be a real bitch to get fucked by him and come looking for more."

Crius made a mental note of that little comment, deciding then and there to make the other male pay for that later. Luckily years of practice made the rogue good at concealing his thoughts and feelings when he needed to, and now was not the time to let the gator know just how badly he had fucked up.

"I thought we could both use some fun," said Crius. "You didn't seem to be getting much with my friend, so I thought we could help each other get what we want."

The gator growled, obviously annoyed at the lizardman's implication that he couldn't get any from Ictus.

"Works for me," said the gator. "Making you squeal will be a good going away gift to myself."

"Oh?" said Crius. "Where are you off to?"

"Getting out of here to see the world, make a name for myself," said the gator, leading Crius into an empty hut back from the main square. Less chance of being disturbed here. "Then when I come back, I'm challenge Thax for the position of chief." He puffed out his chest. "Then everyone in the village will know the name Zess, and finally show me the respect I deserve!"

The gator was so busy singing his own praises he didn't notice Crius' heavy eyeroll at his words. It sounded to him like a pompous young warrior that was too full of himself to realize what he was getting into. In more ways than one. But rather than say anything, he followed Zess inside. Once they were alone, the gator grabbed Crius' hips and loincloth, moving to bend him over right away, but the lizardman stopped him.

"If you really are going to be chief one day, shouldn't people start treating you like one?"

"What do you mean?" asked Zess.

"It's their job to please you, not the other way around," said Crius, stroking the gator's ego and playing him like a fiddle. He gestured to the bed. "Lay back and let me give you what you deserve."

Smirking cockily once again, Zess did as he was told, laying back on his bed and watching as Crius removed his clothes, eyeing his beautiful blue scales and the pink length sprouting from his slit. Setting his bag at the foot of the bed, Crius climbed up to straddle Zess, his erection grinding against the gator's large length, its thick length tapering off to an almost arrowhead shaped tip that promised to spread him open so very nicely.

Crius leaned down and kissed Zess again, slowly working his hands across the big male's chest and down his arms, slowly pulling the gator's arms up towards his head. He could feel Zess resisting him a bit, but a hard grind against that big cock of his put a stop to it, getting a moan from the big man that quickly gave way to a grunt of surprise when he felt something close around his wrists. As Crius pulled away and sat up, Zess tried to jerk his hands down, but couldn't. Looking up, he found he'd been shackled to the headboard!

"When did... how did... Where were you keeping those!?" he exclaimed.

Crius grinned. "That's my little secret."

Zess then got the idea to try and kick the other male off of him, but he found he couldn't move his legs either. Crius moved aside, and he saw his ankles had been bound as well! How had he not noticed that!?

"What do you think you're doing!?" growled Zess.

Crius just rolled his eyes.

"Oh, would you just relax? I'm not going to hurt you," he said, laying himself down next to the gator and slowly stroking Zess' cock, the weight of that thick penis feeling wonderful in his grip. "Just lay back and enjoy yourself while I see if you taste as good as you look."

Crius nibbled on the base of Zess' cock, slowly working up the length with his lips and tongue, grinning to himself as the gator started to moan, his hips already thrusting into the lizardman's touch. And his moans only got louder when Crius opened his mouth wide and swallowed his cock, taking Zess all the way down to his slit and massaging that wonderful dick with his throat. Every time he gulped around Zess' penis he could feel it throb, shooting a wad of precum down his throat until he moved back some so he could taste it properly. He bobbed up and down on Zess' dick for several minutes before pulling aware, giving the head a parting kiss and blowing teasingly along the shining, spit slick length, making the gator jump at the sudden cold feeling it brought to his most sensitive area.

"Why did you stop?" said Zess, an annoyed look on his face.

"Because you aren't the only one who wants to enjoy this."

"Shouldn't a bitch like you get plenty out of sucking a male like me?" smirked Zess.

Rather than acknowledge the gator's attempts at taunting, Crius moved to kneel over the other male's lap and sat down, sinking down Zess' cock until his ass was pressed against the gator's slit, groaning right along with the green-scaled stud at the tight fit of Crius' ass around his big pink penis.

"That's much better," said Crius, his hands roaming over Zess' powerfully built chest. "Now just be a good boy and enjoy this. I know I will."

Crius lifted himself up and dropped back down, setting into a steady rhythm, the slap of scales on scales filling the space along with the two male's moans. Every time he bottomed out, Crius made sure to give the gator cock inside him a hard squeeze, milking precum inside himself to make the ride even smoother. Unable to resist, Crius started jerking himself off as he moved, working his hand at the same pace as his ass, dribbling precum over Zess' chiseled stomach, spreading it around with his free hand and getting an annoyed growl from the gator that he ignored, focusing instead on his own pleasure.

Even so, Zess was the first to cum. Crius had pegged him right away as inexperienced, and cumming so quickly did nothing to dissuade him from that idea. Although to be fair, the lizardman knew just how good his ass could be, so he could hardly blame Zess for cumming so soon. Dropping down to take the gator's full length inside him, Crius furiously jerked himself off while the thick cock throbbed inside him, the hot splash of cum against his prostate sending him over the edge.

Deciding to be a little more naughty, Crius took careful aim, and Zess looked at him just in time for the lizardman's load to splurt over his chest and face, painting his green scales with streaks of white, the warmth of it sinking into his now scowling face.

"The fuck do you think you're doing, bitch!" snarled Zess, teeth bared. "You came all over my face you-mmph!"

His words were silenced as Crius kissed him again, but it was only to distract him long enough to stop the gator from noticing his movements as Crius wrapped a sturdy leather belt around the gator's snout and pulled it shut, silencing all but groans and rumbles from the agitated alligator.

"That's enough out of you," said Crius quietly, the tone of the lizardman's voice stilling the gator's thrashing against his bonds. It was much different from the sultry way he'd spoken to him earlier, and Zess was suddenly worried that they were all alone together. "You should have asked Bitch what I do to people that talk to me like you have. You'd have known better."

Crius could feel the gator softening inside him some, partly from fear but mostly from his own inexperience.

"Oh now that won't do at all," said Crius, squeezing his ass and making Zess groan. "I don't like it when my toys go getting soft on me before I'm done having my fun. Lucky for you I have just the thing to get that dick of yours back into shape."

Reaching into his bag, Crius produced the same faux cock Ictus had been using earlier, having swiped it from the kobold's bag while he was otherwise occupied. Zess started to panic as Crius spread slick oil over the imposing length, happily watching the gator struggling beneath him.

"This big beauty is modeled after a friend of mine," said Crius, slowly lining up the pointed tip with Zess' untouched tailhole, laughing at the horrified look and muffled begging from the gator when he realized what Crius intended.

"Oh, don't be like that. If my kobold friend can take this, then a big, strong warrior like you certainly can," he added in a slightly mocking tone. He then grabbed the toy by the base and thrust it home, slowly stuffing the gator's tailhole, gasping when Zess tried to pull himself away from the toy but only succeeded in thrusting his cock further into Crius, much to the lizardman's enjoyment.

"That's more like it," purred Crius, as the toy settled under Zess' tail, the bound male's cock hard as steel inside his ass once the toy was poking against his prostate. "See, doesn't it feel nice to get stretched by a nice big cock?"

As he spoke, Crius started working the toy back and forth, making Zess whine in unwanted pleasure as Vic's fake dick pounded his prostate and stretched his tailhole wider than he would have thought possible. Crius looked down at him, positively leering at the helpless male that had so perfectly fallen into his clutches.

"I've been wanting a gator of my own since your chief came to visit us. And you, my sexy little fuckboy, are exactly what I've been looking for. You're mine. So do as your master says and fuck me."

Zess shook his head in denial, his head snapping back and a high-pitched whine leaking through his snout as Crius started to ride him again, working the big toy in and out of his ass, keeping him hard and leaking regardless of his feelings about the situation. Crius was able to work a couple more orgasms out of each of them before Zess couldn't take any more, his eyes rolling back in his head as he passed out and slumped against the bed.

Momentarily satisfied, Crius worked himself off the gator's cock, allowing it to retreat back into his slit even with the fake Victus dick wedge deep inside him.

"Not bad, for a rookie," said Crius, picking up his bag. "I think I'll just have to take you for myself."

Producing a ring of sustenance and slipping it onto the gator's finger, he untied and re-bound Zess, his arms lashed behind him, legs and tail firmly secured before stuffing him into the bag of holding. By the time he was done and had cleaned himself up, there was no indication of what he had done, the bag looking no different then it had when he'd arrived.

Slipping his clothes back on, Crius licked his lips at the thought of all the fun things he'd get to do with his latest plaything once he got the scaly stud home. But for now, he had other business to attend to. With a bounce in his step he strolled out of the hut, heading back to the center of the village to collect Ictus and bid farewell to Thax and his men. As much as he would have enjoyed spending the night - or the next week - in the village, it would be best if they started back soon. With Zess' poor personality, he doubted the gator would be missed, especially since he'd been planning to leave anyway. Which was all the better for him.

He'd be able to enjoy his latest toy for a long time yet to come.