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The rising of the sun brought a new day to the Great Valley. The lush land that was home to many different kinds of dinosaurs. Such a place needed protection and taking up that position was Topsy. The large triceratops took the matter very seriously, patrolling the area with unwavering diligence. Though most were convinced they lived in utmost safety, Topsy wasn't willing to take that chance.

It paid off with him chasing off some sharptooths that tried to sneak their way in. When the others caught wind of his triumph, he returned to the valley's heart to much praise and admiration. They were all so grateful for protecting them and wanted to repay the favor.

"If you want to repay the favor, I have just the thing." He didn't need to say anything more. Lifting up a bulky hindleg revealed the already spread cloaca. Slipping out from the scaly slit was his cock. Naturally, being such a large dinosaur himself, the onlookers were given full view of the huge cock that throbbed and glistened in the sun, wet with slit fluids and precum. When fully out, a red log of flesh throbbed underneath the threehorn, the wide tip flaring with need.

"Well, it's time to put those words into actions," Topsy huffed. Though he liked to see them gawk, he was in the mood for some action. Luckily some were already approaching. Wedging their way underneath him, a pair were eagerly getting a closer look and touch with their faces. A low groan came from the bigger male, feeling their smooth scales rubbing along his shaft.

The pair were able to directly enjoy the heat that clung to the red thing. It pulsed against their muzzles, making deep thumps almost like a heartbeat. Being so close, they were able to take in the musk of a strong male, voicing their own excitement, taking whiffs before daring to flick their tongue along the massive thing, getting the strong taste of precum and slit fluids on their taste buds.

More were joining in, dinosaurs of various kinds were moving in to worship him as repayment. All he had to do was just stand there and enjoy the pleasure that was given. The sniffing and licking at his cock's base were a pair of clubtails, clearly enjoying themselves. And he had to admit they were doing a good job, rubbing their smooth and broad tongues caressing his flesh repeatedly, getting it even warmer with their saliva.

There was much more of his cock available and more space was taken up, feeling more mouths and tongues licking and sucking at his prick, now leaking heavily from all of the stimulation. With each pulse, a thick glob of his precum splattered onto the grass, marking the blades in a glaze of clear fluids. More came in, he could feel what had to be three tongues practically fighting for supremacy against his tip.

The next spurt of precum raced from his flaring up, spraying the three of them in his sticky hot fluids. They all basked in it, licking their lips and using their tongues on the tip, wordlessly asking for more. So many mouths working him over at once, Topsy shuddered and moaned deeply, completely reveling in the combined pleasure that came over him. Though every tongue worked individually, all of the sensations came together to make a greater whole, enough to get his body trembling from it all.

"That's right! Keep licking and sucking on it! It's the least you all can do!" Topsy encouraged, starting to rock his hips a bit. The others remained in their places, still grinding and twirling their tongues when the cock came grinding forwards, rubbing against their faces. The trio that gave attention to the tip found the broad thing being pressed against their muzzles, gushing a hefty amount of pre all over their faces. They had soon adjusted to his actions and paces, making sure to give plenty of licks at the huge shaft passed by.

The grunts from Topsy were getting deeper as the pleasure grew stronger still. Humping against so many mouths just felt so good. Their tongues never spotted, whether licking or sucking on his shaft while it slid back and forth. Of course the growing pleasure, made the throbs hard and got more precum to spray out. He hadn't even realized just how pent up he was. But that hardly mattered now, the only thing that concerned him was getting just a bit further along.

The other dinosaurs kept it up, being completely enamored by the strong, virile male in their presence. All they wanted to do was please him, letting it be known how grateful they were through sheer action alone. The strong taste and smell of him, the deepening moans that only encouraged them more and more for the sake of giving pleasure. Precum was smeared along their muzzles as the oozing tip ran by, most of it getting on the three that were quick to deliver a flurry of licks when it smacked into their faces.

It was all starting to come to a head. Topsy could feel it from deep inside, the powerful throbs of his shaft, twitching hard from any little touch at his point. His breathing was getting just a bit shakier, his body shaking as well. All that had been pent up within for a while now would finally be released. Humping harder and faster, he felt himself getting there, aided by the many tongues that continued to service him, a few more strong bucks were given by the gruff male, letting out a bellow when finally reaching his peak.

Topsy groaned loud and long as his cock swelled as a whole, pulsating as it began to shoot fat ropes of hot and thick cum that splattered all over the licking dinosaurs, giving them the treat they had been waiting for. It lasted for quite some time, the triceratops riding out the waves of bliss to their fullest extent.

Topsy slowly opened his eyes, the first thing he saw were the distant treetops. The harshest parts of the morning light were kept at bay by the ceiling of leaves. At the very least he had woken up after a restful sleep, still lying in a comfortable spot. All the same, the threehorn was already in a bad mood. He should have known that it was all a dream. There was no way he could ever be credited that heavily for his efforts. Speaking of which, it was about time for him to embark on yet another patrol of the great valley.

The product of the overly lewd dream could easily be seen. Lying on his back, the large red flesh protruded from his slit, twitching in the open air. From the tip, there was a thick ooze of precum that reached all the way down to his belly. Becoming more aware of himself, Topsy realized that his lower half and nest was washed in a glaze of his precum.

"Ah great. Another mess for me to clean up..." He continued to grumble to himself, getting up from the messy nest. That dreaded time had come again. In his youth, there was an excitement that came with it each time. But in the present day, Topsy saw mating season as more of an annoyance than anything else. His wife had already left as well as the children. It was for the best. Mating season tended to bring out the wildest in males, especially the young ones.

It was good to know they were in a safe place but that left the pent up bull with his raging erection that refused to settle down, even after his collecting of leaves, using them to make a fresher and drier nest. Though his own mate was gone for the time being, the scents of other females in heat had traveled quite far, reaching his flaring nostrils. Grunting to himself, Topsy finally got a move on.

It was bad enough starting the morning patrol late, but the constant bobbing and swinging of his cock was making it next to impossible to keep focus. Walking through high grasses sent shivers through his body, the soft thin blades grazing against the hefty flesh's underside. It became apparent that this wasn't going to work out; waiting for his cock to soften and slink back into his slit.

There was nothing else for it. If he wanted to get on with this patrol properly then this urgent matter would have to be taken care of. He preferred to take care of needs like this with his mate. There was nothing better than sinking his cock into a soft and tight hold. But when that wasn't available, there were some secondary sources of pleasure put in place. Topsy pressed on through the grass, now going out his way to find something in particular. It was his go to when dealing with something like this. The grass had been felt behind, the effects had on the triceratops only riled him up even more. Between the scent of heat still lingering in the air and his pent up state starting from much earlier that morning, Topsy felt like he was going to lose it.

Luckily, he arrived at his destination. It was out of the way but the detour was worth it. Lying behind the triceratops was a massive stump coming from an old tree that had been felled. What made this special was how cleanly the separation had been, leaving the stump's surface perfectly flat and smooth. There was some moss growing on it, made even softer and damp from the morning dew. Feeling his shaft throb hard, Topsy approached. The stump was at perfect height as well, requiring nothing more than him just climbing on top, his shaft being pressed to the surface.

Once fully settled, Topsy eased his hips back, giving attention to his tip to start out. Rocking back and forth slowly, the tip was rubbed against the stump's surface. It was already smooth and soft enough but him easing the flaring cocktip worked to milk thick oozes and dribbles of his slick precum. Small huffs came from him, feeling actual pleasure from his cock, rubbing it back and forth steadily. He was able to feel the hot fluid spurting from his tip, showing how needy he was for relief.

Having made a big mess all over the woody surface, Topsy relaxed his hips and let his cock roll over the warm stickiness, letting out a small sound of pleasure as the full length slid over the large stump. Now having everything he needed in place, Topsy started out slow. His large hips began to rock back and forth, moving the pulsing thing along with him. It was still very early and the area was rather secluded, meaning he wouldn't be interrupted. Just letting himself relax, the threehorn gave into the pleasure that was starting out, softly humping the stump while recalling previous ruts and other fantasies that usually got him going.

The heavy length was gliding back and forth without issue, being aided by all the factors coming together in all the right ways. Even the heat of his cock had transferred to the stump, making it nice and warm too. He was often surprised by just how good grinding against a broken stump could really be. Once starting Topsy didn't want to stop. Though being a pretty old triceratops, he was still in his prime and was no less affected by mating season.

The deep sense of need could be fully felt and his desired willed Topsy onwards, moving his hips to keep the pleasure building. More low groans came from him, huffs from his nostrils that still took in the lingering scent of heat. Pleasure was now coursing through his body, evident by the throbbing of his whole cock and ropes of precum that came shooting out with more pressure, splattering onto the stump, adding more mess for him to hump against.

Every inch he had slid back and forth, the underside of his cock getting slick and sticky with musky triceratops precum. He began to bask in himself, his own virility, size, and power. There was no way anyone would be looking down on him. As far as his species went, Topsy was a studly bull who still had much to give. The only thing stopping him from giving Tria another hard breeding was the expressed limit of kids they agreed upon. She was away to keep them from taking any chances as heat had a way of stripping away one's sense.

But he was content enough with the stump, giving it a good marking with his masculine scent. It wasn't hard at all for him to imagine himself mounting another dinosaur, being either his mate or one of the other valley inhabitants that had an interest in him. Tria didn't mind if he fooled around here and there, so much as he was there for her and the family first and foremost. Maybe after patrol he could find another male to mount instead.

Letting his fantasies play out, Topsy began to hump harder against the stump's surface. Picking up the speed sent stronger waves of pleasure through his being. This got deeper moans that spilled from his muzzle, freely sounding out in the empty clearing. There was no shame in rutting the stump, pounding it with force that bumped his slit to the soft surface when the entire length of cock slid over.

"Mmm..."

Even more force was put into rocking motions. There were pros and cons of fucking a stump. Though it couldn't quite compare to having his shaft enveloped in a soft passage, at the very least he didn't have to worry about the other party involved. He could do whatever he wanted to the stump, using it as a tool for his pleasure.

"Rrrgh... Yeah..."

Now thrusting with ample speed and power, Topsy took out his pent up feelings on the object, feeling the stronger throbs of his cock, the building of his climax, now being not much further away. Putting down more pressure, Topsy sandwiched his shaft against the warm and wet surface and his smooth scaled belly. His back legs were planted firmly to keep his thrusts strong. With full force now he was fucking the surface, making deep snorts through his nose. Then came a grunt that soon evolved into a low bellow, reaching the blissful rise that made his body shake and cock pulse hard. Shooting from his flaring tip came fat rope after rope of cum, firing off with force and painting the grass ahead in a glaze of pearly threehorn cum. It came rushing out of him in abundance, draining the reserves that built up over the night. Sheer pleasure came over the triceratops, snorting and panting. He stayed like that for a few minutes, enjoying his afterglow until the feeling had faded out.

Coming down from the sexual rush, Topsy realized just how messy his cock was. Most of the seed had coated the grass ahead of him but there was a feeling of wetness from the thick sticky strings that clung to his belly, even more so for the softening shaft's underside.

The only thing for it was to get himself cleaned up. The distracting haze of lust had cleared from his head, allowing Topsy to actually focus on something. Leaving the marked stump behind, he was able to stalk through the high grass without issue. Once back on the beaten path, Topsy again went out of his way to reach another destination.

A short walk brought him to a large pond, suitable for someone of his size. Being so early, he was the one around. Taking full advantage, Topsy simply walked into the water, feeling the cool liquid lapping at his scales. Between the sun that was bringing its summer heat to the forest and the cool water surrounding him, Topsy was rather comfortable.

The summer season always brought about trouble and the scent of heat was the start of it. True, the valley was a safe place, that didn't mean trouble couldn't arise from within. Usually the biggest problem were the young cocky males, they were always the ones affected the most. From fighting over a mate or taking out their frustrations out on others.

A small sigh came as he felt the sticky fluid being cleaned from him. He walked through the shimmering water for added measure, feeling his shaft retreating into his slit. For now, he was immune to the heat's effect. That wouldn't last forever but that gave ample time to carry out the patrol.

When he was clean again, Topsy dragged his large heavy form out of the water, shaking it off of him before finally stepping away. Giving a small stretch and groan, the patrol could now begin. Getting himself into the proper mindset, the threehorn began walking down the usual path, keeping a lookout for anything that seemed off.

To his surprise, there wasn't much to report so far. He passed by some other dinosaurs in the middle of mating and left them to it, searching for anything out of the ordinary. But so far things were as they should be. The further out he went, the more it became apparent.

At the very least he was able to appreciate the lushness that came with the summer season. It was looking to be a good one. Hopefully it could be enjoyed when mating season would eventually come to a close. At least everyone else was having their fun, after all someone had to look after the valley. Getting too comfortable would put them in perfect position for a disaster and though everyone thought the threehorn was taking things too seriously, Topsy wasn't willing to take the chance.

Going beyond the forest took him to the clearing, away from the more populated area of the Great Valley. While striding through the area, Topsy noticed that it was emptier than usual. Though it could be assumed that most were busy mating in the forest, for some reason the triceratops felt that something was off.

Going with his gut, the massive quadruped wandered through the clearing, keeping a lookout for any signs of trouble or danger. His nose was unreliable thanks to the scent of heat that overpowered any other in the air. The clearing wasn't very big, another smaller forest being just up ahead. There was an odd feeling when looking ahead. The leaves kept the foliage draped in shadows, being too thick to see into.

While his mind could just be playing tricks on him, Topsy kept his guard up all the same. It was possible there was an even bigger threat in the area. If that was the case, they had better be prepared for a fight. Though one of the older dinosaurs in the valley, he was still in fighting form. Amping himself up, Topsy marched through the rest of the clearing. He was going to show this possible threat that it wouldn't be so easy to get past him. Snorting and stomping his heavy feet, Topsy crossed into the shadowy forest, keeping a lookout for anything that could have been hiding nearby.

The moment he caught sight of motion, something was already lunging at him. Topsy was quick to counter, pushing back against it. The light filtering through the leaves shined down on them, revealing the opponent to be none other than Redclaw, one of the more dangerous sharptooths around. Seeing him only made Topsy double down. He snorted and huffed towards the carnivore, a challenge for the other dinosaur to come at him again.

Redclaw snarled at the leafeater and charged again with sharp teeth. Falling for the taunt, he recklessly lunged for Topsy again, this left him just short of being impaled by the triceratops' horns. Growling in frustration, the tyrannosaurus swung his thick tail into Topsy's side. This sent pain through him, but the threehorn responded by charging ahead this time, aiming to finish this fight off quickly.

The two of them clashed. Red Claw positioned his large body in the right spot to avoid Topsy's horns. They began to push against each other, not willing to fold to each other. Their growls and grunts of effort filled the area, scaring away any other creatures that hadn't already fled the area. Putting his determination to fight the threat off aside, Topsy had taken notice of a strong scent that clung heavy in the air. While trying to keep focus on the fight, that smell managed to keep his attention. And the closer Red Claw became, pushing even harder, the stronger and more defined that smell got as well.

It became apparent that the smell surrounding him was the t-rex's strong musk, it not only wafted from the predator's body but hung thick around them both, suggesting that Red Claw had been marking this forest before being interrupted. Even worse was its effects. The situation was serious and yet Topsy could feel a stirring in his slit, it starting to expand from his tip about to peek out.

But there was no way that Topsy was going to allow the sharptooth's new home to be in the Great Valley! Channeling his own strength, the threehorn made a strong push that knocked Red Claw away, also jabbing him with one of the horns. A snarl of pain came from him, though the wound wasn't deep, it was starting to bleed.

Seeing this, Topsy smirked and went ahead to finish the fight once and for all. Red Claw saw him but didn't move, just growling as he waited for the threehorn. When close enough, Red Claw made another strong swing of his tail, aiming low to strike at Topsy's neck. It knocked the wind out the charging dinosaur and he lost focus, to the point that he tripped on a large rock lodged in the ground, falling and skidding over foliage, slamming into a thick tree. Topsy was still trying to process what had happened when Red Claw came stomping towards him.

Red Claw was primed to finish off the threehorn that invaded his new turf but had noticed something when getting close enough. Topsy lay dazed on his side and in view was his swollen slit, a bit of precum dribbling from the tip that was just short of popping out. The scent of arousal was picked up from the leafeater as well. Both factors did well to get him aroused as well, a thick and long cock spilling out from his own slit.

Topsy hadn't noticed, still getting over the hard slam into the tree. It was hard for him to think right away, even while hearing the heavy thumps that grew closer and closer. A bit of his sense returned when feeling something between his splayed hindlegs, something warm and wet. He groaned from the feeling that came. Finally his sense was returning and Topsy realized that there was a lick given to his slit, a broad tongue swept over the outside, slathering it in spit. The feeling sent a strange feeling through him.

"H-hey!" Topsy barked, willing his body to get up but Red Claw was quick to snarl and snap his jaws at the threehorn, a threat for him to remain still.

For now, the biter was allowed to have his way, nuzzling and licking at the other male's vent, taking in the unique smell that came from a plant eater, both masculine and earthy. It was appealing in a sense but Red Claw felt superiority in knowing that his own smell was even stronger, being one of power and meant to leave strong markings meant to establish his turf. Getting his fill on the other dinosaur's musk, more sniffs and licks were given to the area. Topsy felt it all but there was nothing that he could do at the moment. In his position the only smart thing was to let the t-rex have his way. Though grunts came from him, that didn't mean that he was enjoying the things that were being done.

"Recognizing your place. A smart move," Redclaw taunted in his sharptooth tongue. "I have to respect your willingness to keep fighting. But you've lost now. Someone like you would make a fine meal but you have your uses. Marking new territory always gets me in a mood and the scent of heat from across the clearing does even more for me." Though Topsy didn't understand the words coming from the other dinosaur, the message had gotten through in other ways.

"To the victor goes the spoils..." The bigger reptile flicked his tongue over the went for a final time before centering it and pushing the tip in directly. A gasp and shudder came from Topsy, feeling a large and hot tongue shoving itself into his slit, spreading the scaly lips further and further. He tried to ignore the effects brought by the feeling. Red Claw was reaching in even deeper, twirling the pink muscle and slathering the vent's walls with his spit. A moan nearly rose from him, but the threehorn held it back. Even worse than licking at his interior was the tongue grinding against his mostly soft cock. Of course it felt good, but he couldn't give the meat-eater the satisfaction...

He tried his best to keep himself from getting hard, focusing instead on the hatred felt for the invader. When this was all over, he would make good on chasing Red Claw out properly. A sudden new feeling made him jump. More of the giant tongue had slipped inside of him and was now writhing around with both speed and pressure, grinding along the sensitive surfaces and the shaft that was starting to twitch from the frequent touching.

Red Claw could feel it too, chuckling when realizing the other male was still trying to resist. So he was purposely giving torment by licking smoothly and caressing the tight space. It teased but also showed his dominance over the defeated threehorn. He was in full position to do whatever he wanted. As an added bonus, stuffing his tongue into the vent exposed him to the surprisingly enjoyable taste of a grass-eater. Precum was still dribbling from the tip and in addition to that was the taste of another powerful male. Though he was the type to do the rutting, the t-rex could appreciate his fellow male.

He pulled his tongue free just to laugh at Topsy's attempts. The flaring tip had popped out, dribbling even more than before. A simple nudge of his muzzle shoved it back inside. A needy sounding groan came from this, much to Red Claw's satisfaction. Pushing his muzzle to the vent again, the licks picked up where they left off, now roughly suckling at the scaly lips, coating the masculine flavor on his tongue, a rumbling noise rising from his chest.

Topsy was now panting, trying his hardest to resist the stronger licks and sucks given to him, now all being done directly to his cock. It took a lot to keep it from plumping up. In a way, a second fight had formed between the two of them, one that was also in Red Claw's favor, effortlessly twisting and dragging the fat pink muscle in any way that would force more pleasure into the triceratops.

Just as he felt his cock starting to harden, Topsy was given relief via a sudden pulling away. His vent was left slightly stretched and slathered in both spit and precum.

"What's wrong? Is the taste of a real male too much to handle?" Topsy taunted, feeling like he had won. His cock twitched with his cloaca but still remained inside. But internally, he was relieved that it had come to an end. There was a searing feeling of need that spread to the rest of his body, nearly enough to mimic the effects of heat. Though still on the ground, his confidence was returning and he was going to say more but there was something new that became apparent to him.

Being put on display was the t-rex's fully engorged cock, standing out from his fully spread slit. Red Claw being a much bigger dinosaur showed in many ways but this was the most prominent and blatant way of showing it. Topsy couldn't help but gasp when seeing the giant red, veiny and ridged maleness that stood at attention, also dribbling with precum onto the grass. Standing so close, the large male first made sure that his scent was picked up, hovering the heavy thing over Topsy's head. A groan came from the leaf-eater, reacting to the musky scent that clung to the flesh but he wasn't going to admit anything. All the same, Red Claw seemed satisfied with any reaction given, knowing that he was getting to the defeated valley dweller.

The next few actions were rather quick. Showing off his agility, Red Claw had gotten himself down to the other side of the threehorn. Intentions were made clear by the fat tip being dropped onto the vent. Hot pre was dribbling both outside and inside. Topsy made an attempt to escape and even without Red Claw's influence, he felt a sharp pain shoot through his shoulder. He writhed and hissed, much to the predator's amusement. It was clear to see that Topsy wasn't going anywhere soon even if he wanted to.

Picking up right where he left off, Red Claw amused himself by rubbing his tip against the vent, oozing more precum into it. He could feel the heat radiating from the opening and his previous licking and addition of slick precum made sure that it was completely ready for penetration. Topsy hadn't realized this until it was too late, feeling his slit being stretched even wider. A deep huff came through clenched teeth, feeling the strain of his cloaca taking something it was never meant to. He wasn't a match for Red Claw's strength, the shallow humps made by the biter easily overpowered every clench of the slathered opening, having more and more of it stuffed inside.

"Aah, nice and tight. You make a surprisingly good female..." Red Claw hummed, feeling the tightness that engulfed more and more. The size of his cock forced Topsy's to the side, keeping it smushed against the invading thing. The strain of his stretched slit was bearable but combined with it being filled from the wrong way, an uncomfortable groan came from the threehorn, much to Red Claw's satisfaction.

"Too much to handle. Well, we're just getting started." To drive home his point, a strong hump slipped even more inside. The pair raised their voices, one letting out another pained shout and the other sighing deeply from the pleasure that came. Feeling his cock throbbing against another, Red Claw huffed and felt the slick mess of his own spit and precum lubing his flesh. All of his preparations worked perfectly to make such a tight yet wet hole.

Having about half of his total length inside, Red Claw finally paused to just admire the feeling. Topsy actually let out a breath of relief. His slit felt absolutely stuffed and knowing that there was much more to come wouldn't allow him to feel any ease. He was forced to acknowledge the deep throbs, felt directly against his own prick. Being sandwiched between another male's tool and the wet walls of his own cloaca, Topsy shamefully felt himself getting harder but Red Claw's cock wouldn't allow it to take up any more within the cloaca. Even if it was the leaf-eater's body, the sharptooth was the one in control here.

"Having fun already? You're probably loving this! So you like being used, huh? I'll show you what a true dinosaur can do..!" Riling himself up, Red Claw put more weight down on Topsy, sinking more inches inside as well for good measure. The sounds that came from the quadruped were music to his ears but they would soon become even louder.

At this point, the slit was nearly filled to its limit, a bulge being clearly seen just underneath Topsy's exposed belly. It was noticed by the both of them, a show of just how deeply the penetration was actually reaching. With a smug grin, Red Claw began moving his hips again. But in addition to pushing forwards there was a pull back that came right after. A growl came forth, the rush of their cocks grinding sent a shiver through him already.

Eye contact was made as the thrusting truly began, starting out with a steady pace. Since his foe wasn't going anywhere there was no need to rush things. Taking as much as he could, Red Claw felt his cock slide back and nearly slip free before it was pushed back in, sailing by the other shaft and plunging into the deepest and tightest part of the orifice. A grunt would be forced out of Topsy, a mix of slight pain but also pleasure would go shooting through the downed dinosaur, much to his humiliation. The most he could do was hold back the moans that were already threatening to spill out from him.

"Enjoying yourself? Go ahead, admit it." Red Claw took great amusement in seeing the other reptile struggling so much. He knew that it wasn't an attempt to escape, but rather the threehorn was afraid of revealing how good it felt for him. The throbs were only getting stronger against his own cock was the biggest giveaway. There were also the hot dribbles of precum that were not his own.

Topsy gave no direct response, it wouldn't have been understood anyways. he just huffed and averted his gaze. On top of everything else, he couldn't stand the way that Red Claw was looking at him, being clearly amused in seeing every squirm he made. He just wanted this to be over with already but it was clear that the meat-eater had other plans, wanting to drag this out and humiliate him in every way possible.

Even worse was the fact that he was getting turned on. No matter how much he growled or glared at the other male, nothing could change that fact that Red Claw was getting under his skin, literally in this case. Any threat he could make wouldn't have been understood either. Now knowing that his injuries were more severe than expected, what exactly could he do in this case?

"No?" Red Claw responded, not being swayed by the dirty looks and growls thrown his way. "Then how about this?"

A much stronger thrust was given, this one not only pounding into his slit hard enough to make a deep squelching sound but a hiss was born from Topsy feeling the deepest parts of his slit being forced to stretch and accommodate even more. The pain wasn't as expected but it brought a very sudden rush of feeling. More hot wet t-rex cock was shoved into him and Red Claw began humping again, taking full advantage of the newly available space, rocking his hips with more force than before. With his grunts came another wet smack of the tip plunging deep inside, squirting more fluid that made the space even messier.

"At this point you might as well be a female. Either way, it's a great breeding hole, I'll give you that much."

His grunts got deeper as he embraced the pleasure that came, feeling his cock sliding and grinding within the vent. More weight was put down, all but mounting the quadruped. His thick tail flicked back and forth, showing the tyrannosaurus' unabashed enjoyment.

Huffing through his nostrils, another hard ram sunk the tip far in. He held it there, letting it twitch and squirt while tightly surrounded. Pulling back and giving another sharp buck forwards repeated the first thrust perfectly. Shuddering, Red Claw just took some time to enjoy himself rather than putting the other male down. But Topsy was responding to the actions being done onto him, feeling the thick tip jabbing roughly into the very end, groaning from the strange feeling it brought him. The pain was lessening and giving way to pleasure more than anything else.

Having gotten the cloaca shaped just the way he wanted, the thrusts suddenly got much stronger and faster. Topsy was completely caught off guard by this, throwing his head back from the onslaught of thrusts that were ravishing him. Red Claw had him in perfect position, now groaning and panting in pleasure as he wildly humped, rutting the defeated triceratops like a presenting female. The tightness and wetness made it easy for him to imagine that being the case, the only thing breaking the immersion were the deep groans and chuffs from the four legged creature.

The wet smacks and squelches of his cock sliding back and forth had gotten louder, strings of male fluids being flung from the vent from how hard the length slammed its way back inside. All the while, it was rubbing roughly against Topsy's cock, still being pinned and unable to pop free. This brought a feeling of frustration on top of everything else. The most his cock could do was tremble hard and ooze more hot ropes of precum, only making it easier for Red Claw to use him.

Now Topsy was lamenting the state he was in. Putting his shame aside, the desire to let his cock spring free was driving him nuts. All the stimulation it was given made things worse with even passing second. So much was being done to him but there was nothing that could be done about it on his end, feeling the bigger and hotter dick rolling over his own without relent.

"What's wrong? It is too much to handle now?" The t-rex taunted heavily, grunting as well. The pleasure had more than doubled from humping so far. He was still going hard, jamming the heavily pulsing thing as far as it could reach. It was clear to see how much the predator was enjoying himself, eyes rolling and deep moans filling the area. "...Don't worry. I'm almost there...!"

On Topsy's end, the more sensual rumbles and stronger thrums of the biter's cock were all very telling. Even knowing what was to come, there was still nothing that he could do about it. All he could think about was the state of his own dick anyways. He couldn't take much more of this and knowing that the bigger dinosaur was almost there turned out to be a strange relief. All that was left to do was endure just a bit longer...

Heavier snorts came, the t-rex's hips thumping up and down rapidly, thrusting every inch that could fit inside back and forth. The power put behind them rocked Topsy's body back and forth against the tree and grass, keeping this up was just enough to get him over the edge. Shuddering, growling deeply, and drawing his eyes up towards the blocked out sky.

The pulses from deep inside grew more powerful along with the shaft itself swelling a bit. Bliss rushed through as the predator began to cum hard into the already messy vent. A roar of triumph scared away anyone that still remained close by. The thrusting stopped but the cock was kept far in, every gush of thick musky cum was deposited directly inside, one fat spurt after another. It didn't take much time for the vent to become overfilled, the excess spilling out onto the grass below.

Topsy had to feel it all happening, his vent being filled more and more. He was being thoroughly bred and there was no sign of the orgasm slowing down. More grunts and small jerks of the bigger male's hips prolonged the shooting of thick hot sperm, having nowhere else to go. When it finally did come to an end, there was quite the mess made between the two of them. Not only was the threehorn's lower half coated in the cum of another, but Red Claw's own cock and his own belly were streaked with strings that shot out with force, splattering back onto him.

"I suppose you grass chewers have some use after all, besides being food of course..." Red Claw grunted, pulling his cock free from the still tight cloaca, listening to the satisfying 'pop' and oozing sound that followed. Topsy groaned as he felt more cum running out of him, the fat cocktip still dribbling fresh essence onto his body. Finally, his cock was allowed to pop out and it did so almost in an instant.

"Aaauugh!" His bellow was nearly as loud as Red Claw's. It all hit him at once, the build up from every thrust and searing heat of fresh cum that surrounded his swelling shaft. Still coated in biter spunk, Topsy squirmed and huffed as he began cumming right there. Jerking and twitching hard, the large length was shooting ropes all over the place. Clenching his teeth and blushing, Topsy dared to see the expression on Red Claw's face; a look of superiority. He was best for a second time, crying out from the climax that completely overwhelmed him out of nowhere.

"See? That's it... Just let it all out..." Red Claw encouraged, planting his foot down on the still spurting cock, rubbing it with his sweaty sole. He milked even more out and enjoyed every moment of having the other dinosaur literally underfoot. When it did finally cease, Topsy was still panting hard. Glazed over eyes were looking around without finding actual purchase. When coming to, he realized just how messy his scales were.

"Ugh..." he groaned, feeling his cock soften, slinking back into the stretched and seeded cloaca. The scent of the predator hung heavily in the air, making his body stink of it. Something told him it wouldn't be so easy to wash out. Putting that aside, Topsy sighed and was just glad that his opponent finally got what he wanted. It was finally over. He wasn't sure exactly how, but the Great Valley dweller was more than ready to lumber himself back home, prepared to finish the fight another day. A growl from the bigger dino got his attention, getting him to look up.

"You didn't think you were getting away that easily..?" Red Claw let out a mocking laugh. Topsy of course couldn't understand so the message would need to be conveyed in another way. And that was just with him. Explaining with action rather than useless words, the tyrannosaurus suddenly put his weight back down on the lying male.

It became apparent in both sight and the feeling of something hot and hard throbbing against his belly. Topsy dared to look down and saw that Red Claw's cum slathered cock was still hard. Well he wasn't going to make it so easy this time. If there was any benefit, cumming that hard left him with a clear head and renewed fighting spirit. But Red Claw didn't fight back against him directly, instead maneuvering himself in the perfect position, hooking his powerful legs to Topsy's hindlegs.

Now having him pinned, Red Claw aimed his tip at the vent again, making a strong push. But his aim was for something else this time. Another rumbling bark of pain came from the horned reptile, feeling his cock being forced aside. He dreaded having to take the even bigger cock while he was already taking up all of the room but tip prodded at something else, finding the "second hole" with his slit. When realizing Topsy's breath caught in his throat but it was forced out by a pained shout from having his tailhole being wedged open.

"F-ffuuucckkk!" he cursed. At least the excess of cum allowed it to pop in without much issue but that didn't take away from the pain of being roughly penetrated for the first time. Even with other male, Topsy was always on top. But now he was being taken in an entirely new way, still raising his voice as several inches were jammed into him all at once. In a matter of seconds, about half was buried deep inside. But unlike the shallow slit, this hole had much more length that could be stretched and filled.

Red Claw made up the difference by forcing more and more inside. Every thrust came hard with his power, spreading the soft rim even wider and forcing the soft passage to make way for the invading shaft. Topsy was sure that he was going to be split apart but their vents were soon touching. Not only did the bulge in his lower half make it clear how stuffed he was, but the heat, steady pulses, and sensation of being filled were all too much to blindly ignore.

Red Claw began moving, reeling back every inch except for the tip before jamming it all back inside, all done in a single motion. This happened again and again; the t-rex was pounding out the hole at a slow pace but balanced that out by thrusting it in with full force. While Topsy was still groaning, Red Claw was panting, tongue even rolling over his sharp teeth. Fucking the slit was one thing, but his cock was enveloped by such a soft and tight ass. It squeezed down on him hard, as if trying to push his cock out. But that only made things feel better for him.

"Now we're getting somewhere!" Now Red Claw was taking all he could get, easing up the power and humping with more speed, enjoying how smoothly his cock rubbed against the now slick anal walls. The mess left on his shaft and the precum that was now flowing from his tip again, they were making an even better experience than before.

Topsy had only just realized what was happening to him. In addition to just having his slit used and bred, the t-rex was now taking his ass as well. It just happened so fast and he had to focus on getting over the pain of having the tight hole stretched around a huge cock for the first time. But now, the threehorn was facing the reality that he was pinned and still being pounded hard. And it wasn't so easy to get away either. Between his shoulder being still full of pain, the weight planted on his underside, and the cock pummeling at spots that made the rest of Topsy's body lose control.

Now every slam of the hefty cock also came with the messy thud of their bodies crashing into each other, a layer of cum being frothed and churned between them. The scent of biter was only being spread further along Topsy's body, now having filled another one of his holes.

Whether it was because of fatigue or Red Claw pulling some kind of trick, Topsy's body was shaking from the fat cock plowing its way back and forth. And moan came and he didn't even try to hold it back this time. When hearing it the predator just chuckled, keeping his focus on the immense pleasure that came from his own actions. He went back to thrusting hard, burying all of it in one go but this time it was being done faster, making a deeper smack and squelch each time, paired by the intensifying growls and deeper moans that echoed throughout the clearing's forest.

"Ooaahh! You're hole is sucking me in. You look like a natural born slut to me. Better late to find that out than never!"

Topsy couldn't answer, being overwhelmed by all that he felt. Just the sheer filling alone was enough to make his body shake but there were those ridges that rubbed directly against the tender virgin walls. The cock's heft made it press firmly on all sides and of course all but flattened the previously untouched prostate. It all felt so good! And no longer resisting just made that even more so. In time his ass had adjusted, being still tight but stretched out enough to no longer feel pain flare up each time. Moans growing louder, Topsy dared to embrace the actions that were being done onto him. It wasn't as if anyone from the Great Valley would see him. And if he wouldn't survive this encounter, at least he would go out on a high note...

Red Claw felt the other male no longer resisting, the low noises that constantly came were assumed to be moans. Seeing Topsy submit and give into his hard ruttings brought an added feeling of euphoria to the predator. Working his strong hips with all the power and speed he could, his dick pistoned relentlessly within the snug passage. The flaring ridges sent even more sensations through his body, being too much for him to take. All of this worked to push Topsy over the edge a second time, being faster than expected. While still being roughly fucked, he blew another big load, coating his own body in thick ropes of his seed.

"Oh fuck!" Red Claw roared, feeling the increased strength of the following clenches. It was almost constricting and powering through it felt so good. Before the other male's climax died down, he humped hard into the extra snug hold, a much louder roar breaking out from his strong orgasm. The two of them groaned as another rush of cum came to fill up Topsy. The pulses, pressurized spurts and sensation of being utterly bred and filled... His moans continued, completely forgetting that he was supposed to be trying to fight the sharptooth off.

The both of them were basking in their own separate pleasures. Cumming from nothing but touches within his ass, Topsy was still shuddering, also feeling the splashes of heat being deposited deep into his tailhole. Red Claw stayed lodged inside for a bit before fully out, making another deep and wet pop sound. Finally, the bigger male's cock was finally slinking into its vent. While that was a relief in one form, now the horned reptile was being stared down by the looming sharptooth. He braced himself for the worst but Red Claw just snorted and turned around before slowly walking away.

In the end Topsy was left laying spent in the woods. Red Claw was done with him, allowing him to live another day by simply walking away to resume marking his new turf. That left the horned bull in an awkward state, his cock still protruding from his vent, twitching from his persisting lust. He was able to heave himself up and leave the smaller forest, finding a private place to clean the cum away with his tongue rather than any pond. While doing so he began to think. He had to admit that it wasn't the worst experience he ever had. But all the same, Topsy was still looking to pay Red Claw back for just using his body like that, even if it felt so damn good...