Tuppance: A Bang

Story by Baphijmm on SoFurry

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Just call me the Dr. Seuss of homosexual dragon smut. |3~


Rods aquiver, drool as they bounce; haunches shiver, aching to pounce!

Tailtip twitching in anticipation; nutsac itching, no masturbation.

Chest to the ground, hindquarters swaying; testicles round, with unwieldy weighing!

The strike! and no struggle, prey needs it alright; this dragon's getting his rocks off tonight.

Initial thrust, pained but demanded; lubrication's lack reprimanded.

Slide it out, then jam it in harder; genitals throbbing, aching with ardor!

Throaty moans ride on the breeze; hearty groans echo through trees.

Testicles slap with each hearty hump, throbbing dick pounding into that rump!

Two males panting as cock plows through chasm, both of them shaking, craving orgasm!

Claws dig into the loamy, wet soil; who knew buttsex could need so much toil?

Teeth grasping neck, and tail lifting higher; judging from force, drake's ready to sire!

Legs splay out wide, the dragon's roar muffled; new climax supplied, prey pleasantly ruffled.

Semen outpouring, cocks leaping with mirth as both males release, seed spurting on earth!

Rumbling, content, nuts sufficiently drained, the dragon collapses, prey squirming, constrained!

All that weak wriggling, how could he fight the oncoming erection in that ass, so tight?

And so it was that the dragon got tucking his shaft back on in, got right back to fucking!

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