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Brad struggled to jog off the court and to the benches lining it. The young raptor panted hard, glad the basketball game was finally over. While not fat, he was certainly not "fit". The sweat caused his t-shirt to stick uncomfortably to his back. Taking off the wet top, he grabbed his towel from his backpack.

"Nice hustle, Brad" "Shut... it... man. You still got your ass beat" "No thanks to you", one of his team-mates said, slapping the panting raptor on the back.

"Fuck off. I got those free throws" "Whatever. See ya next week" "Sure. Later, bro" the raptor said, picking up his backpack and putting on his hoody with no undershirt, to ward off the autumn chill without making him sweat any more.

Brad decided to enjoying his walk home, taking a more secluded route around the campus through the woods on the outskirts of the small college town - taking in the crisp air as a cool-down from the harsh exercise.

He had been out of sight of the game field for a few minutes when he noticed a large muscled dragon walking towards him, wearing only a pair of loose-fitting pants. Keeping his eyes down, he put his hands in the front pocket of his hoody and continued walking. He hated passing strangers on the path when he was alone, not that anything ever happened to him. He was always small for his age, so he always felt vulnerable. The bullies in high school hadn't let him go untouched whenever they caught him outside of school. He scolded himself internally for thinking that any large male was automatically going to mess him around. His efforts to go unnoticed did not work this time. Without warning, the dragon grabbed the young college student by his hoody roughly, pulling the short raptor off his feet.

"What the fuck, man?!" the raptor called out, grabbing the wrists of his assaulter, mostly out of shock. The dragon didn't respond. He just stared into the eyes of the raptor, a psychotic look of lust on his face, as he tore the backpack off the student and pulled him around so his back pressed against the dragon's chest.

Brad was too shocked to put up a fight. He had no strength, was still tired from the game and had never been in a real fight. He just kept repeating "What the fuck? Stop! Please! Dude, get off me!" as the dragon's strong arms held him and began to undo his belt and jeans. Once the raptor's pants fell below his hips, the dragon reached around and grabbed the youth's penis, stroking it to a quick erection. "Fuck! GET OFF ME, FAG!" was all Brad managed to shout before the dragon reached down to the raptor's ankles and pulled him off his feet and onto his stomach.

The dragon lifted the kicking leg to his snout and drew a deep breath. "Mmmm... never had a raptor before" he said in a deep voice, taking a lick of the thick skin of the raptor's dirty sole before nuzzling into the warm sole of his latest victim.

Brad could barely react, still stunned after his face impacting the soft ground of the forest. As he sensed the dragon bending over him, he began to protest: "I'm not a fag. Please. Look, you can take my wallet, man, I won't tell no one, just-" Brad's pleading was cut short as the dragon pushed a thick finger into his tight, virgin hole, eliciting a much louder protest. "SHIT! FUCK, TAKE IT OUT! THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU, MAN?! DON'T! PLEASE!"

Using his thick claw-like nail to dig into the vulnerable insides of the raptor, the dragon released Brad's ankle and used his hand to remove his own pants, freeing his throbbing dick; far thicker and longer than the struggling raptor's. He then shook the loose-fitting pants free of his feet, looming fully-naked behind the youth.

Once free of his own clothing, the dragon pushed down on the shoulders of the surprised raptor, forcing him down onto his hands and knees before driving his thick dick deep into the tight hole. Brad's pleas for mercy soon swapped to howls of pain and grunts. His pathetic attempts to break free of the dragon just resulted in his arms being pulled in a firm grip and the dragon's teeth biting into his neck for more control. The thumping his prostate was receiving was enough to cause the raptor's prick to swell and harden, leaking precum as the soft fabric of his hoody bunched up under his arms. Feeling the tight ass convulse around his length in time with the sobbing of the crying raptor, listening to his frightened begging and shrieks of pain, the dragon was not able to hold back. He grabbed the thin form of the raptor close to him in a vicious hug and drove balls deep into the virgin warmth, biting hard into the skin on the piece of neck in his mouth until he tasted the warm blood of his conquest. Pumping as hard as possible into the raptor's tight hole, the dragon snarled and grunted through his orgasm, wave after wave of cum being pumped deep into the warm tunnel of the raptor's anus. The thin walls of the inexperienced hole were torn by the fierce actions of the dragon, the blood helping to lubricate the violent rape, adding to the pleasure the dragon felt as his eyes closed from the sensations and scents surrounding him. His hands gripped tightly into the chest of the raptor as his sharp nails dug deep puncture marks through Brad's skin drawing warm blood out.

Once the dragon had recovered his senses from the blood lust and orgasm, he stood up over the shell-shocked raptor - looking down on the young student as he curled into a defensive ball, looking at the thread of thick cum still joining his drooping dick to the bleeding ass of the boy. He could hear the weak begging coming from the raptor. He smirked as he saw the dirt caking into the hoody still gathered around the raptor's shoulders. Not bothering to talk to the grovelling teenager, he breathed deep to relish in the afterglow and the sharp scent of blood on the air. The sweat on his back added to the chill in the mild breeze blowing through the trees.

"P... please man. Just... just lemme go, please. I - I won't say nothing. Just lemme go, man. Please. Y-you had your fun"

Brad's begging was cut short by a strong kick knocking him onto his back and driving the wind out of his lungs. Before he could curl to protect himself, he felt a strong foot landing on his flagging erection. The cold mud coating the dragon's sole was rubbed over the sensitive skin of his penis, as the heel began to gently tease his balls, causing the raptor to squirm. Another strong foot landed on his ankle, keeping him in place. He could hear his tormenter almost purring in satisfaction from the unwanted pleasure he was inflicting on the injured teenager. His foot began to push the raptor's manhood into his belly and stroke back and forth. The main effect was to make Brad feel sick, and keep him pinned, too frightened to fight. After a minute or two, the young raptor's body reacted instinctively as his abused dick leaked small stream of cum into the mud now coating his crotch. The dragon's foot was removed, cum dangling down in a thick strand between the mud-covered toes. Brad managed to curl up again, grabbing his tail towards his body (partly to stop his abused ass being exposed) and sobbing uncontrollably at this new violation as fresh tears fell down his wet and muddy face. His first sexual encounter with any other person - a violent rape by a total stranger - kept reaching new levels of humiliation.

Brad could smell the strong scent of the dragon's urine a few seconds after the warm stream began to fall over his side and belly, soaking into the dirty hoody and soiling it further. By now, he could barely whimper in response. He just lay there curled around his tail, warm urine causing his hoody to stick to his skin and quickly turn cold and clammy against his flesh. The stream continued, the scent growing stronger and the sickening feeling of his sodden clothes sticking to him beginning to turn his stomach. All he could do was cower while hoping the dragon would get bored and leave him alone, or that someone would come to rescue him.

The dragon enjoyed marking his plaything with his scent. But he knew playtime was almost over. Reaching down, he pulled the boy to his feet and twisted him over a knee. The crying panicked protests were ignored as the dragon got a firm grip on the teenager's head with both hands before viciously twisting the struggling boy until a damp snap could be heard. The raptor collapsed into a limp mass on the forest floor. Savouring the feeling of a kill, and the afterglow of another successful rape, the dragon used the discarded pants of the boy to clean himself off before putting his own clothes back on. After removing the soiled hoody from his victim he began dragging the limp, dirty, naked body of the student by an arm - taking care not to dirty his own clothes with the gore and muck on the corpse. He walked to the nearest bridge over the wide river that wound through the wood. He took one last look at the scrape marks on the raptor's back and the impossible angle the drooling head rested at before unceremoniously throwing the corpse into the cold water. He didn't even watch as the raptor sank into the thick mud lining the bottom of the river. He walked casually back to the site of their encounter to recover the backpack and scraps of clothing left behind. He sighed, wishing he was able to keep his "toys" at home, but ever since one of his early conquests had nearly escaped, he knew it was not worth the risk. If it wasn't for the depth of silt in the local river, and the constant supply of weak college students, he would long have been apprehended by now. He picked up the backpack and hoody before headed to his forest hideout. The hoody would be kept in the cellar, along with all the other mementos of past victims. The last scraps of evidence would be burned in his fireplace.