A small, lonely park towards the edge of the city. The setting sun as background painted the sky orange, and the breeze rustled the leaves of every single tree around. The few streetlights that had been installed this far back were already on, illuminating an otherwise darkening court, hidden in a distant corner, surrounded by enough nature to keep it concealed from the eyes of anyone who didn't already know of its existence. Overall, a small, barely used park, with an even smaller, barely used basketball court.

And yet, like we said, a few already knew it was here. Those few appreciated the privacy.

“And up it goooooooes!" the ball sailed through the air in a wide, pronounced arc before falling right through the hoop, not even so much as brushing it. “And he scores! He scores and the crowd cheers! 'Jermaine! Jermaine! Jermaine!'" the tall crocodile took a moment to ignore the game to dance on the spot, his stubby legs doing little to impede the surprisingly smooth, fluid movements he was now showing off. The firm, pronounced stomach shook ever so slightly behind the string tank that covered it while showing off the rest of his torso: The solid pecs, the thickly defined arms, all of it covered in hard blue scales complimenting the creamy white underside. “That's what, 20 to 6? Not your day, man!" he chuckled with a hand going through the short tuft of tied up dreadlocks, violet eyes gazing at the friend that picked up the bouncing ball.

“Piss off," the gecko said as he tossed the ball back out of frustration, despite the grin on his face betraying his actual feelings. Losing or not, Renato was happy just getting some work out done with a friend; it had been a while since he had the chance to put a tank of his own, exposing the more tightly packed muscles and the bright green scales typical of his species; slender only in comparison to the crocodile, from the thickness of their tails to the width of their shoulders. When Jermaine looked at him with a dramatic gasp and a hand over his chest, he couldn't help but shake his head with a laugh, the long dreadlocks shaking along and making the bright golden tips catch his eye.

“So rude. Not my fault this beef is just for show," Jermaine had already crossed the distance between them, reaching over his friend's shoulder and pulling him closer. He was at least a head taller than Ray, leaving his face right in front of that strong chest, and a bit of a blush formed on his cheeks at the proximity. It only got harder when the crocodile squeezed his arm to emphasize his words. He dared looking up, seeing the black scales covering the crocodile's right eye just in time for him to wink with it.

He took the chance to swipe the ball off, shocking Jermaine in the process as he bounced it around him. The larger reptile turned 360 trying to keep up with the speedier gecko, the green tail brushing past his knees, but he only managed to see the moment when Ray took a leap, turning over midair and dunking the ball over his head. It was a freaking impressive second where his hips, arms and tail all seemed to twist around in synch, and the shirt lifted just enough to show the underside of his abs. A second that was over the moment he fell back on his feet, leaving Jermaine slack-jawed.

“Fuck yeah! Who's just for show now? Try to do that with all that bulk, bug guy!" a rare moment of arrogance for the gecko, but one he was more than pleased with as he got the much larger reptile to eat his words. He basked in the momentary victory, already waiting for whatever snark he would get from his friend. As the seconds passed, however, he got nothing. “Jer?"

“That was fucking hot…"

“Dude, come on!" Ray was quick to yell at him, leaning down to get the ball back, glancing over his shoulder at the crocodile. “Don't go getting horny on me now."

“Too late, it's out of the slit," he was so damn casual about it, the gecko simply groaned and looked away, trying to hide the blush he got from seeing the noticeable bulge forming in his shorts; he would be getting one of his own soon, for sure. “Shit, it's out all the way! Man, it's throbbing so much it hurts!"

“You really need to calm…" he stopped because somehow, Jermaine had walked up to him again without a single sound, his entire body pressed against him, chest against chest, hands going to his back, trailing through his shirt.

“Wanna help take care of it?" that low, seductive tone always got the best of him. And the hand going up his thigh wasn't helping matters. “Right here, right now."

“Dude, we're in public!" a suddenly panicking Ray slipped away from the crocodile's hold, trying not to let him see the wide grin he had just at the thought of sucking each other off right in the middle of the court, where anyone could just walk in and find them, holy shit what a rush… “You just want to distract me now that I got a good shot. Yeah! You can't keep up, so you want to quit while you're ahead!" he was just spouting nonsense by now, hoping it would be enough to get Jer to stop, as much as he didn't want him to.

“Huh!?" it may have had a bigger impact than he hoped, as Jermaine's deep frown showed. “Oh, you wanna talk shit now? You're just scared you can't handle all of this," a hand went down the pronounced curve of his belly, leading Ray's eyes all the way down to the very bulge he was trying to avoid. Only for the crocodile to grab his length through the shorts, give it a good, nice grope to tease him a bit. Ray's eyes widened and his body went tense, getting a grin out of the crocodile. “But hey, if you're so sure you can beat me, why don't we make it more interesting?"

“Oh?" he had to admit, that stirred some interest. “What do you have in mind?"

“Bit of a strip game. Whoever ends up naked first is the winner's bitch for the night," he said it with another wink. And if he was being honest, the thought of having this hunk of a reptile for himself, whether it was his own arousal winning him over or not, was starting to sound enticing to Ray. “Hell, I'll even give you a handicap just from that one point you got."

Before he got to ask what he meant, Jermaine was already pulling the tank off, slipping out of it with surprising grace for his bulk. The loose shirt barely covered anything in the first place, pecs and arms having been exposed all this time; it was that damn belly… All that chunk, that fine layer of fat that hid piles of muscle, with that solid chest resting on top, those strong arms and hands rubbing it for him to see. Seeing it all at once without any clothes getting in the way was an entirely different experience. That delicious torso, that bit of sweat all over him, glistening with the light of the setting sun, was enough to make Ray's thick, slick tongue push out of his mouth and lap around his lips in painfully visible hunger. And sure enough, he started feeling the tightness around his shorts that would make moving difficult, as he was sure the crocodile was planning. But damn…

“You're on," he just couldn't say no. The more he saw it, the more he wanted that body for his own.

And the exact second he said it, the crocodile lunged at him faster than ever, claws aimed at his side. Ray instinctively winced, a chance Jermaine took to take the ball back, dribbling over to the hoop and tossing with the same expert motion as before, scoring with ease. It was over in a few seconds, to the gecko's dismay. And this time, instead of the usual bragging, all he got out of the crocodile was a cocky grin and his pecs pushing out in proudly.

“That's not happening again," the gecko declared as he took his shirt off, revealing the clear lime scales and the defined chest and abs, hoping it would be enough to distract his friend just like he was. Jermaine simply tossed the ball back, his efforts having no effect not because the crocodile wasn't reacting, but because he had already been stiff as hell from the beginning, so him being shirtless made no real difference.

Head on the game, then. A few dribbles as the larger reptile swung left to right in front of him, arms wide open, blocking every way. Damn him and all that size, but he could still get in with his speed. A bit of a feint to the right that Jermaine easily took, he lunged to the side only for the much faster gecko to switch to the left, legs suddenly rushing like lightning.

It was only a second, before the thick blue tail lashed against him with surprising precision, slapping the ball off his hands. It bounced only once, before the crocodile dove for it and went back to the hoop, Ray futilely chasing against him as he shot the very moment he managed to catch up, scoring yet again. This time, Jermaine couldn't contain his excitement and let out a loud cheer.

“What the fuck, dude! Tails are cheating!" Ray yelled, his own frown growing.

“Says who?" that smug voice only made the gecko click his tongue in frustration. “And what was that of 'not happening again', eh? Come on now, pants off."

Suddenly conscious, Ray looked away, hands constantly balling up and releasing, as his tail hung over his shoulder in defeat. The blush n his cheeks burned hotter by the second, and the tight bulge in his pants throbbed painfully, much like he was sure the crocodile's did a while back, when he so blatantly mentioned it. With a sigh, he gave up and reached for the hem of his shorts, leaning and pulling them down, one leg at a time, before tossing them to the side with the rest of their discarded clothes.

“Nice!" Jermaine said when he saw the prominent tent in his briefs, getting a frustrated groan out of the gecko. He joined him with one glance, admiring the outline of his large balls, each one of them so full, they were yearning for release; and his usually modest shaft now completely awake, his cock straining against the fabric, throbbing harder the more attention he gave it, until he felt the first bit of pre pushing out of him.

Now, Ray was usually pretty happy to show off whenever he was put in the situation. Not as willing to tear his clothes off and brag about his gains like the crocodile over there was, but hey, if you got it flaunt it. And he knew for a fact he had it; he knew he was big, and a surge of pride hit him whenever someone brought it up. But it was a completely different thing to tease a guy when you felt the itch, get him to awe at your size, than to be put in the situation by a much larger, much more dominant man. It was a different kind of rush… but a rush, nonetheless.

“Heads up," Jermain tossed the ball his way again, and ray almost missed it over how much he was looking at the crocodile's body against his own. Maybe because now they were both bare, he couldn't stop thinking about those sweating pecs, rising with every hard breath he took, arms flexing involuntarily as he stretched and got in position. Whatever the reason was, he almost missed the ball, and that was enough to get a quick laugh out of Jermaine.

Suddenly, it wasn't even about getting him naked anymore. A few bounces and he simply shot to the side, faster than the crocodile could lunge, rushing past him with nothing but sheer leg strength. He was feeling the wind against his face just from how fast he went, and the hoop was getting closer and closer by the second. He only stopped because his instinct told him to, sliding to the side right before a swiping motion from the hulking reptile; one that would've gotten the ball stolen yet again.

Shaking the initial shock, Jermaine refused to give up and went for him again, blocking his path with that impressive bulk yet again. Ray turned around, dribbling with his back to the crocodile, that massive belly softly pressing against him. Just like he pictured it before, all of that sweaty mass, that magnificent girth pushing against his own body, skin to skin… His cock started throbbing harder from it all, but he'd be damned if he let that keep him from scoring. He never let go of the ball, no matter how much attention his member demanded, or how much his friend tried to take it from him.

Jermaine jumped at him from one side, but his reaction was faster and he slipped off the way. The crocodile had a hard time recovering, and even then, the distance was too much for him to go at him; a realization that took Ray only a second. His only chance, and he took it by shooting the ball with every bit of strength his arms could muster, watching with wide eyes as the ball flew in a pronounced arc…

And got taken midair by the massive reptile, in the way of an impressive leap that got all the way to the hoop. He dunked it so hard, it almost bounced all the way back up from the strength, and the entire pole wobbled under Jermaine's weight before he let go, landing with a booming thud that shook the ground beneath him. Ray couldn't believe what he was seeing, his jaw dropping as he now stared at the defined back that seemed to rise and expand with his friend's heavy breathing.

“What… H-How the hell did you do that!?" he only managed to get over the impression to say as much, and it was only for a moment before he found himself speechless again. Jermaine just walked past him, stretching while his tail slowly lashed, bumping against him playfully, making him turn around with its strength alone.

“Don't doubt the power of a horny reptile," and he left it at that before turning back, his grin easily the biggest the gecko had seen on him. “You got me a few times there, though. Almost thought I'd have to go pantless. But a deal's a deal, so off with those briefs, man! Let's see the beast, he's begging for some attention!"

“You… You weren't serious about having sex here, right?" every bit of doubt suddenly filled his voice, and part of him hoped it would be enough to make Jermaine reconsider his advances. But instead, he got the crocodile walking over to him, holding him tightly until his belly pressed against the defined abs, and pulled his head against his pecs. His words were easily marked by a stray hand roaming the gecko's chest, a finger trailing the deep cleft, squeezing between their bodies…

He reached Ray's crotch in record time, groping through the fabric, squeezing, feeling the clear shape of his manhood and giving it a few strokes. Pre started gushing out, staining the briefs, and Ray held a sharp breath from the pleasure. He bit his lower lip to keep the sounds from coming out, but the more his hips pushed and ground against Jermaine's hand, he knew he had no chance of hiding his excitement. It took no time for those scaly fingers to cross the hem of his underwear, invading, reaching and holding his member tightly. The pre that had been coating the fabric was now falling all over that blue skin, lubing him as the strokes began anew.

“Really, though… If you want me to stop, just say the word, man."

As if he could ask him to stop now. Not when his body was starting to tremble. A chuckle rumbled within the crocodile's chest and he pulled down, the briefs falling along the way until they landed on the gecko's ankles, kicked away with the rest of his clothes. Now completely naked, Ray took a glance down to see his exposed bits, from the round, bright lime balls that hung with heavy swings, to the shaft from which his pale yellow cock burst out, proud, thick and shaking furiously in his friend's grasp. Short bursts of pre kept pushing with every stroke and squeeze, and it sipped down his fingers, slipping and covering every inch of him. Each motion was paradise as the slick sensation enhanced every feeling.

The sun was almost completely down, and a blue frame was starting to take over the orange sky. As it became darker and the shine from the lights became more noticeable, it was as if the small park became more urban, reminding Ray where they were. They weren't surrounded by trees, but rather a few were planted here and there, mostly hiding them from view, save for that little path to the side. Anyone could come in and catch them, and the more Jermaine squeezed his dick, the more he found himself wanting just that. He ended up reaching over his friend's shoulder, holding his back tightly as another moan escaped him.

Jermaine may have taken it as a sign, as the next thing he felt was the weight, every ounce in that enormous body of his, leaning down on him. One strong arm held his back while the other kept stroking his member, guiding him on their way down, until he was lying on the ground, almost pinned by the prominent stomach. His eyes were drawn to the crocodile's muscular chest, the way it heaved with his breathing, almost in synch with every stroke; as if he held his breath every time he gave his member a good squeeze. And with every squeeze, a whimper flowed through Ray's pursed lips, making his entire body tremble in delight.

“You're shaking already," Jermaine's raspy voice filled his ears, and he clenched his teeth to keep the sounds from escaping any longer. The long blue snout nuzzled against his neck just as he squeezed harder, thumb pressing against his frenulum and making him scream in agonizing pleasure, holding back from begging for more. Damn reptile knew just how he liked it.

When he finally had it in him to open his eyes again, Ray saw his friend looming over him, the lights framing him against the already dark sky, and the moon to the side as perfect background. As if the gecko needed a reminder of their exhibitionism. But he was more focused on that stout figure on top of his body, that massive, gorgeous piece of man! That stomach pressed against his abs so tight, and then he started bucking his hips, grinding all that bulk against the smaller body, making him feel every inch of the large bulge forming in his shorts poking against his balls. Ray shivered just from the thought of that beast inside him.

Jermaine's free hand found its way to his chest and gave the muscular pec a good squeeze, the thumb trailing the inner edge, sinking into his cleft yet again. A moment of pride invaded the gecko, before he thought about doing the same to those glorious mounds of muscle that his friend called a chest. His hands moved on their own, reaching up and rubbing that prominent belly, getting a soft rumble out of the crocodile that went through his entire body, hands slowly going up, landing on those strong, rock-hard pectorals and giving them a good squeeze that made them both moan together. For a single second, Ray worried that someone might hear them and make their way here, finding them in such a compromising position; thoughts that left his mind the moment that perfect bulge went down and pushed against his exposed hole.

“See? You're already getting more into it," Jermaine's chuckle made him shiver again. Good lord, he was good at it; not a single second had he stopped his stroking, those expert fingers easily reaching every single sweet spot all over his length, making his toes and even his tail curl in pleasure. His pre was thickening by the second, to the point that he clearly felt it going up his dick every single time, as if he were already climaxing. It pushed out in thick globs, rolling down the sensitive length, following the trail of his veins and coating those scaly hands.

One last squeeze and stroke, and he felt it all fall on Jermaine's fingers, before he left him untouched. Ray looked up with a pout, his body already longing for the large reptile's touch, but he found himself staring eye to eye with him. Those gorgeous violet eyes always got him, always made him relax somehow. Jermaine took the chance to raise his hand, mouth open, and his tongue started coiling around his finger, playing with the bits of thick, almost pearly white pre. The pointed tip took a large glob and rolled it around his mouth before he swallowed, letting out a loud groan to express his approval.

Ray watched it all with wide open eyes, biting his lower lips and arching forward slightly. He wanted to join in, to taste his own masculine essence and relish the same way his friend seemed to be. Another lick and swallow and he visibly shivered, head slightly rearing back with a low moan. He knew it was just to tease him, that he wasn't nearly as impossibly tasty as the crocodile was making him out to be. But damn, it was working.

With one last, big lick, Jermaine left his hand completely clean, most of the pre hanging from his tongue, mixed with his drool. He kept it out for a moment, just to tease Ray some more, and he anxiously waited for the moment he would pull it back and swallow all that was left of his seed. But rather, yet another surprise struck when the crocodile leaned forward, mouth wide open and hanging right on top of the gecko's lips. His tongue twisted around, close to that mouth, and his eyes had a familiar glint that made Ray swallow in realization.

The gecko's own tongue came out shyly, and Jermaine on top of him shivered from the excitement. His breathing was getting heavier, his stomach pushing against the smaller reptile and making him whimper. Slowly, their tongues touched one another, a few pokes at first, before they both started twisting their heads around, the appendages dancing in the air, coiling and licking the other. Ray took a few globs of his own pre and let the flavor sink in, the warmth spreading through his body as he kept leaning forward, wanting more and more of that tongue, getting closer to those scaly lips, those sharp fangs that he wanted nibbling all over him… And soon enough, they met in a short, rough kiss, pulling apart and going back repeatedly around their coiling tongues, heavy gasps and moans escaping their chests and throats, only to fill the air all around them. More globs of pre shot out of the gecko's exposed member from that alone, making a small puddle on his abs that stuck to the crocodile's stomach. And unknown to him, a massive stain was forming on Jermaine's underwear as well.

They pulled apart for real, gasping and staring at each other with such thirst, they weren't able to let out any single word; or at least that's how Ray felt. Who knew what was going through the crocodile's mind but him… And just then, Jermaine jumped back, leaving the gecko's body and stepping a few inches away before going back down, his enormous snout pressed against his crotch and the throbbing length.

“Jer…?" he tried to ask with a curious voice, and got a wordless answer before being done. Jermaine opened and took the gecko's thick member in his mouth, closing his lips around it, almost sealing it in the vacuum of his cheeks as he started sucking furiously. Whatever Ray wanted to say was lost in a fountain of moans, legs kicking and fingers trying to sink on the hard concrete under him. The same skilled tongue that made out with him was now twirling and twisting around his dick, squeezing and poking at the sensitive frenulum, pushing against his slit and lapping whatever drop of pre came out.

He was in paradise. The fire spread through his body so fast, he started sweating. The heat was unbearable, nowhere more than in his balls, where he actively felt the cum boiling, threatening to burst out already. Jermaine's tongue going all the way down and pushing inside his sheath was the last drop, making his entire body tremble as he felt the cum rising fats up his manhood. His teeth clenched and his abs tightened as he tried to keep it down, wanting the pleasure to keep going for as long as possible. But Jermaine felt his approaching orgasm, and his hands acted up again by reaching and squeezing his balls, giving each one a good rub that got him moaning in an instant.

It happened by sheer chance. His eyes were wandering left and right as he was in a losing battle against his own body's needs. The impending orgasm was driving him crazy, and his mind was somewhere between thinking pointless things and not thinking at all. That was when he happened to see the ball, still rolling around, close enough that he could reach it just by stretching his arm. It wouldn't take any effort, he could just do it. He didn't even know why that was crossing his mind, but it was…

And he did. Ray reached and took the ball in his hands, staring at it while his face twisted with pleasure from the masterful blowjob he was receiving. And without putting too much thought on it, he simply tossed it far up, seeing it arch behind him and, in a perfect shot, falling through the hoop perfectly and falling with a few loud bounces, enough to get the crocodile to look up.

“What was that? Did someone find us?" he asked, watching around in a panic, conveniently ignoring the bits of pre that hung from his mouth. It was endearing, but Ray was far too dizzy to feel as much. He was only thinking two things: The first was how good his crotch felt, and how badly he wanted that feeling to keep going; he was disappointed the cum started to recede, and wanted to stroke a bit to keep his climax going. The second thing, however…

“I got a point," the gecko gasped, his breathing heavy, chest rising with every deep breath, as he pointed to the hoop and ball behind him. Jermaine looked his way with wide eyes and his head tilted to the side in curious expectation, getting only a quick chuckle from him as response. “I got a point, man. You gotta lose the shorts."

“What…" he honestly had no idea what was going on, and still looked around over the slim possibility of anyone else popping up and seeing them. When his eyes landed on the gecko again, he saw him still staring, dick standing proud, throbbing like mad while he looked down at the prominent bulge. The crocodile couldn't help it but snort at his friend. “Holy shit, man. You high or something? Do I give that good head? Fuck! Ok, ok, you got me there. I'll give it to you just because you gave me a good laugh."

Jermaine fell back for a second, his bare back against the cold concrete, giving Ray perfect view of his monstrously thick tail and the stubby legs that somehow managed to hold up his entire bulk. It was nothing short of impressive, really. But his attention soon went to the muscular arms and the hands reaching for the hem of his shorts, pulling them down and exposing the rest of his scaled body, and the prize that the gecko had been craving for so long.

The crocodile sat back up, and Ray admired not only his mostly naked body, but his eyes lingered especially on the tight jockstrap he wore, the white bands circling around that gloriously thick tail, while the tight bulge barely managed to contain his member. Black fabric with a notable pink heart stamped right in the middle, the same jock he had been wearing for years; Ray wondered if he ever took it off, or if he just had several copies of it. In any case, it was bound to be musky after the intense workout they had been going through.

As if that thought guided everything else in his mind afterwards, he stared at the massive crocodile. The sweat covering his enormous body seemed to glow with the moonlight, and every inch of him, even in that rotund belly, exuded masculinity, strength, and screamed the presence of pure muscle. He was right, he gave head that good, and it had been enough to make the gecko feel hornier than he was used to. The fire still spread through his body, and he wanted nothing more than to have that giant man douse it.

“Double or nothing," he declared just as his foot went for the crocodile's bulge, rubbing it between his toes. It made Jermaine's eyes widen for a second, before they rolled to the back of his skull and a low moan escaped him. Finally having his length touched, Ray couldn't blame him. “If I make you cum before I do, you're my bitch for the night instead."

“Oh, that's what you wanna play, man? Damn…" his teeth clenched as his dick was stroked through the fabric, eyes shutting tight. His hips moved on their own, pushing against the gecko's foot with the same yearning as before, and Ray was sure he saw the tip poking out from his jock. “Sounds hella nice, but what do I get out of it? You're already my bitch."

Ray simply smirked and leaned forward, his stroking ongoing as he whispered something in the crocodile's ear. Something that made his eyeballs almost pop out of their sockets, and his jaw drop in absolute shock.

“The fuck… I-Is that even physically possible?" as he leaned back, Ray said nothing else. He just gave his friend a wink, his foot keeping up its furious stroking. Jermaine got his grin back right away, whimpering excitedly. “Shit, dude! You get real slutty sometimes, I love it. I'm in- I'm gonna be in, bro!"

He didn't need much more convincing, his excitement getting the best of him. Large blue hands once again reached for the gecko's length, holding it tight and resuming the furious stroking once again, getting more moans out of Ray. But this time, he managed to fight his friend on equal ground, his foot pulling the jockstrap down and revealing the rod he had been thinking about for the past few minutes: Long, pink, ending in a markedly pointed end that was already gushing out a fountain of pre that fell all over his toes. It was so easy to just pin it against the larger man's giant belly, gently pressing and rubbing up and down, his scales stained with the sticky substance.

They were back in their own pace in no time: Jermaine's hands down on his friend's dick, giving it the same kind of rough, strong strokes as before, making him shiver all over, his thumb pushing and pressing every sensitive spot, trailing his veins and milking as much pre as he could out of him; his free hand went up and gently rubbed the gecko's neck, before pushing two of his fingers in his mouth, making him suck them loudly, playing with his tongue. Meanwhile, Ray kept rubbing the crocodile's cock against his stomach, feeling the pre go everywhere, from his skin to down his own leg; of course, a man that size would produce so much seed so easily, and it only made it easier to stroke, while he reached for his heavy pecs and gave them a similar massage, squeezing them, pressing them together, pinching wherever he came across. They were both breathing so hard, Ray was actually surprised they hadn't brought someone over out of curiosity.

Soon, Jermaine started humping against his foot, sitting up straight and letting the tip of his member poke the gecko's tight hole as well. Ray let the member go, instead clenching and trying to suck him in, feeling the pre all over his ass. The stickiness clinging to his tail was an oddly welcoming sensation, and he wanted more, dammit! He wanted to be spread, to take that beast.

Jermaine may have been reading his mind, because he leaned down right then, his chest getting closer to the gecko's, until they were practically pressed together; Ray's hands left it, instead going around and roaming the wide, defined back, feeling the hardened scales as their hips bucked together and those pecs pressed and jiggled next to one another. Every breath just made them rise and expand, pushing further. And to make things worse, the crocodile went all the way down, his snout a mere inch apart from his friend's ears, so close that he felt the hot breath hitting him.

“You've been at it for longer, man," he whispered in time with his humping, pushing the first inch of his cock inside Ray's ass and getting a gasp out of the gecko. That pointed, cone-shaped tip threatened to spread him further, yet it stopped, making the smaller reptile yearn for it. “Come on, after all the teasing I did, you think you'll win this? Might as well let go already, get that sweet cum out, and stay my bitch for the night. You know you want to."

“That's your game, pal? Well, newsflash," and the gecko slammed back, burying all of that dick up his ass in one go, making the crocodile's voice go up an octave as he gave the shakiest moan of all times. He practically melted on top of him, his cock throbbing like crazy as the clenching ass started milking him, and Ray felt every inch and every second of it all. “You're in for the ride of your life, man."

It would take a second for Jermaine to gather himself again after such a violent thrust; a second that Ray wasn't about to give him. Rather than wait for the crocodile, he simply went up and down that length all on his own, his hips bucking back until he made the larger reptile scream from the intense clenching. Ray's prostate slammed hard against that length, and he felt his cock shaking like mad, squeezed between his abs and his friend's belly, no doubt coating both of their bodies in a sticky layer of pre. His body heated up so much, every passing second, he was sure that would be it, that he would shoot the thickest, fattest load of his life right then. Only by some miracle, he manage to hold back.

But it was all worth it to see Jermaine's face twist like that, mouth agape and eyes rolled so far back, it was almost as if he had no pupils. Ray felt every inch of his cock inside him, every drop of pre gushing out and slowly filling him up, thickening by the second. He kept pushing back, clenching to get more of him inside, sucking him in, until his own soft whimpers escaped. Just in time to mix with the crocodile's, their voices growing louder and losing themselves in the night.

Ray felt his balls grow taut for the first time, and he knew he had little time to go. He held back as hard as possible, feeling the cum rising and going back down constantly, pushing just a bit closer to his tip every time his prostate was rammed. Jermaine started to get back to his senses, and rather than just sitting down as a fuckpole, his hips resumed their rough motions, actively fucking the gecko, moving faster and harder by the second. His angle changed slightly, sliding deeper, hitting Ray's prostate for longer and making him tremble and moan in heat. It wouldn't take much longer.

In that second, he wondered if perhaps this had been a mistake, if he really didn't have any chance to beat the crocodile. Honestly, he wasn't against the idea of being used like this if it meant he would get to feel this good for longer. But his pride got the best of him; no way in hell he was going to lose to Jermaine. His thrusts going faster and the pre getting so thick inside him, he thought it was cum already, dripping down his rump… He was so close to winning, but he was also close in general.

A spark of inspiration, just as his own thick tail lashed lazily behind the crocodile, bumping the massive blue one. With enough dexterity to make expert players jealous, Ray made his tail rise, the tip following the gigantic monster his friend had, all the way down to the base, where it linked with his powerful legs, and the cute rump hiding underneath. It didn't take him long to find the tight hole nestled between it all, and with the same kind of strength he showed off before, he dove in one go.

“Holy shit!" Jermaine squealed and his humps stopped, his body shivering as the first few inches of the gecko's tail rested inside his ass. A cone shape, always getting thicker, and still pushing a bit inside, making him squirm in delight. He looked down at Ray with a surprisingly tired face, a bit of drool already falling down the side of his lips from that alone; Ray wanted to laugh at it, but it was so damn erotic, his dick jumped instead. “R-Ray…" his voice broke a bit. Such a sensitive ass for such a huge guy. “Shit, man… That's not fair…"

Hands shot forward, trailing the prominent curve of the crocodile's stomach, and Jermaine whimpered with a shudder. Ray's fingers sank in, feeling the hard belly, the strong muscles hiding under that surprisingly thin layer of fat, and that sensation alone made him feel like shooting all over already. More of his tail pushed inside in response, getting a gasp out of the larger reptile as an extra inch invaded him, then two, then three… And he soon reached far enough inside his hole that his tail was already spreading it far more than his dick ever would. He found that sweet spot in no time and pressed harder with the underside, making Jermaine grasp his waist harder; he was seeing his toes curl so hard, he thought they would break.

The humps resumed without warning, this time with a noticeable scowl in the crocodile's face. Faster, harder than ever. He was decided to make Ray cum first, and he fucked him so hard, the gecko's dick smacked his own abs constantly, pecs jiggling from the sudden rush and his tongue out and hanging from the side of his mouth. He wasn't even looking at Jermaine anymore, but rather at the night sky, barely illuminated by the street lights all around them, as he was impaled with such force. He held the crocodile's stomach harder, propping himself up and sliding more of his tail inside him, watching his neck tense up from the sudden effort.

Soon, Jermaine's thrusts became slower and rougher, his throbbing member pushing all the way in, until the bulbous base slammed against the gecko's rump hard each time. Ray was trembling all over, practically drooling at the sensations, but he still found enough strength deep down to push more and more of his tail inside the crocodile. It was probably halfway in already, and he still pushed deeper inside, rubbing against his friend's prostate until their shaking seemed to synchronize.

A loud grunt escaped them both, and the first shot of the night burst out like a geyser, like an explosion, both of them holding one another tight, hands squeezing, scratching and groping every bit of flesh and scales they found. Ray screamed and whimpered as his ass was filled to the brim with that thick, hot seed, toes curling and his tail coiling and twisting around inside Jermaine's ass, getting deeper screams out of him and making him push harder still. His own dick was throbbing like crazy, jumping between their bodies, begging for its own release, but he still managed to hold back, feeling his cum waiting right next to the tip, ready to jump out in massive bursts and stain them both.

Soon, his ass was overflowing with all of that crocodile cum. It burst out in big splashes, his rump coated as the drops rolled down before falling under him, making a puddle on the ground. He realized he wasn't touching the ground anymore, held up in the air by his friend's strong arms, his ass slammed repeatedly by that slick, still shooting cock. His eyes opened and they shared a quick glance, the sheer desire evident, if not in their eyes, then in the twisted expressions.

Ray kicked around for a second, until he found proper footing, and leaned forward slightly to better take the last seconds of Jermaine's orgasm. All of that cum was so impossibly hot, simply perfect, and he held his friend tighter, their chests pressed together as he clenched and milked him for all his worth. By the time the crocodile was over, he was still squeezing his manhood around his skilled inner walls, trying to get every single drop he could out of him, no matter how hard they both screamed and moaned, or how much the larger reptile shook and begged him to stop.

“Ok- Oh fuck, shit! Fuck… Ray, man, chill… Shit, dude…" a scaly hand landed on his chest, giving his pec a good grope to catch his attention, and the gecko finally stopped, breathing hard from the exhaustion that only now he realized was filling him. When he looked up, Jermaine stared at him with a similar face, his eyelids threatening to close right there. “That was… Fuck… Can you pull out?"

“No," the answer was quick, followed by his tail twisting around inside Jermaine's ass. The crocodile let out a wince that quickly turned into a whimper, and Ray chuckled in his face, leaving a quick kiss in his lips. “You came first, so I'm the boss now."

“You cheated," he flexed his ass again, squeezing Ray's tail to mark his words, and he raised an eyebrow at that. Jermaine ignored that, however, pulling his friend down as he lied on the cold ground. This time, rather than the night sky, Ray was now looking down at the crocodile, his face red from the fluster. Between that, the blue scales and those shining violet eyes… Damn it all, he was a handsome fella. “Stop looking at me like that, man… Best two out of three."

“Oh, what kind of shit is that!? You're a sore loser now?" and he pushed another inch of his tail inside his ass, making the larger reptile shudder and wince again. He still turned redder, and his dick, spent as it was, throbbed a bit inside him. “Or are you just sore?"

“But it was fine when you did it?" he propped himself up on his elbows, but Ray made him fall back to the ground by clenching his cock again, making him shake from the pleasure.

“I had something to offer," Jermaine held back a moan at those words, as if remembering the mental image he got from the gecko's promise. Getting the chance of doing that was probably the only reason he was trying so hard for a win. “What do I get when I win this time again?"

“Cocky shit," Jermaine chuckled. “You got the tail pretty damn deep. Wanna try getting something else in there?"

“Now we're talking," Ray leaned back, feeling the crocodile's cock throbbing inside him from the motion. He had forgotten it was there, and his own member had calmed down after the several close calls he went through just mere minutes before. It was still fairly stiff, though; a few strokes and he was bound to start shooting like mad, if he got careless. But the risk only made him feel hotter inside. “Deal. But this is the last one."

“What? Are you scared of getting caught?"

“Damn right I am! We're still outside!" he looked over his shoulder out of instinct, peering through the trees all around them, half expecting to find someone on the other side looking at them with dick in hand. He wasn't sure if that made it better or worse, though, and he wasn't planning on letting that last bit out of his mouth.

Strong hands reached for his hips, gently caressing them, and his attention went down to them in an instant. He looked over to the crocodile, watching the same grin as always, the hint on his eyes back to its usual splendor, and he knew he was back on track, his energy fully recovered and his body ready for yet another rough humping. A nervous chuckle left Ray for reasons he didn't quite understand.

He wouldn't let the crocodile get the upper hand, though. The element of surprise was the key, and he took advantage of it by grabbing those reptilian pecs, pinning Jermaine on the ground and slamming himself back down on his cock, making him gasp in shock. It went in without issue thanks to all the cum inside him lubing him up, and the tip hit his prostate so hard, he felt his own cock already leaking profusely, making a mess of his friend's rotund stomach. Despite the apparent calm, he was already feeling his seed rush up his dick as if they hadn't stopped at all, ready to shoot all over the place.

The surprise didn't last long, and Jermaine grabbed him again, thrusting upwards in synch with his own movements. It only took a second for the pace to pick up, and he was slamming as far as possible, crushing the gecko's prostate every time, making him shake and moan like there was no tomorrow. Ray couldn't get enough of it, that electric sensation traveling through his body, making him feel like he was on fire, his member jumping and slapping against both of their bodies as well. He clenched hard, just like the previous time, wanting more of that crocodile in him.

And then he remembered his tail, still resting behind him, falling down Jermaine's taint and buried halfway through in his ass. Just like the crocodile was doing, he pulled back enough to make him crave it, and then let it slink its way back inside, rubbing past his insides and pushing against the sensitive prostate over and over. Jermaine moaned like mad from it, gripping him so hard, his claws almost sank down Ray's sides, until he grabbed his arms tight and held his hands in place.

“You… giving up any… any time soon, man…?" Jermaine tiredly asked between every gasp, his voice little more than an excited moan by this point. Ray clenched not only around his member, but his teeth as well; if he put any effort in talking rather than holding back, he was sure to let out a massive load all over the crocodile, and his pride still kept him from losing so easily. If anything, if he was going to lose, he wanted his orgasm to be great, and he wanted to give his friend an equally good time.

It was as if part of their minds had forgotten they were even outside. They no longer cared for anything, as their loud screams evidenced. They simply roared and moaned into the night, not giving a damn about who or what might hear them. They were both engulfed in the fire of their violent rutting, unable to think of anything but the meaty, rough tips massaging their prostates and making them shake and shoot pre like mad.

God, so much pre! So much cum still in his ass! Ray was going mad from it all; such slick motions, such easy slides thanks to all of that seed, all of that slick substance keeping his insides wet. He reared back, his moans as shaky as the rest of his body, holding himself up from the crocodile's arms. He looked down out of curiosity, and his own length was soaked in pre, the substance almost as pearly white as it went. Soon, he realized, and he no longer cared for their competition. His mind was completely taken over by the arousal; he wanted to reach his release, to douse this impressive heat in the most spectacular way possible.

And just as he thought as much, he was pulled down by the crocodile, landing on top of his muscular torso, curved as he lay on his belly. Their faces were so close to one another, their noses bumped, and a blush painted in both of their faces to go with their wide smiles. Jermaine's arms surrounded him, hands meeting behind his back and pulling him further down, making him sink into his stomach and giving him the perfect angle to keep driving his dick inside him. The gecko ended up burying his face against his friend's neck, using those thick muscles to muffle the loud screams and moans, while the crocodile's own filled his ears.

One more thrust, one more tilt… He was pushing and pulling his tail to the same beat, and they were both shivering from the intensity of their sensations. Claws and fingers sinking against the scales as they tried to grab more. And finally, after such powerful thrusts, both of them let out the same mighty scream, the court echoing with their pleasured voices, just as massive loads burst out of their lengths at the same time.

Ray was in paradise, legs kicking and twisting around uncontrollably, until he simply raised them off the ground and started bending them next to the crocodile's belly. His toes curled as the tight space between them was now coated in sticky, hot cum, shooting out of him in long ropes that were quickly stopped by the simple fact of their bodies being pressed together. He felt it all over his abs, gluing him to the crocodile's stomach as he screamed. His entire body thrashed and he held to his thick neck as tight as he went, balls jumping after every shot.

But even more intense than that was the massive load the crocodile shot inside him, even more when he remembered it was the second one of the night. Jermaine just kept shooting all over, painting his inner walls white, Ray feeling every hard splash. His moans mixed with the crocodile's grunts and gasps, and his humps went hard enough that the gecko's balls were the ones slapping back against his dick, making such a pleasant sound, he was trembling all over. It didn't take long for all that seed to drip out of him again, this time rolling down his cheeks and legs, covering his balls and Jermaine's member, pooling down on the base of his tail, close to his hole. In yet another spark of inspiration, Ray pulled out of him, his tail taking in every drop of his cum he came across, soaking in it, before he slipped it back inside with surprising ease, getting the large reptile's hole wet with his own fluids.

It went on like that for a few minutes, their orgasms mixing into a single cloud of absolute debauchery, pleasure the kinds neither of them had felt in so long. Ray was the first one to finish, surprisingly enough, and he fell limp on top of the crocodile, simply enjoying his afterglow and the few extra seconds of thick loads being shot inside his ass. Every drop, every powerful shot, slammed his prostate so good… Even after he was done, Jermaine thrust a few more times, following the pace he had set with his own body, slowly coming to a stop.

The two reptiles were left gasping and panting, lying together on the ground, Ray's entire self curling around his friend and pulling himself closer to that massive body, still shaking from the sheer bliss that invaded him. Jermaine rubbing his back was only an added bonus, but one he was so deeply grateful for.

“Your ass got tighter since last time," the crocodile said, and that got him a playful smack right on the snout. The two of them shared a quick laugh after that, followed by another kiss. He made to pull out, but Ray clenched hard enough to convince him to stay, not wanting to have his ass gaping that much just yet. “Being a good bitch already, eh?"

“Hmm, yeah- Wait, what do you mean already?" it was like a punch right in the gut, making Ray sit up in an instant with renewed strength. He pulled on the member still embedded in his ass, getting a wince out of the crocodile, but he didn't care for that. “I clearly won. If anyone's gonna be someone's bitch here, it's you?"

“The fuck? Dude, I won!" it was now Jermaine's turn to sit up, staring straight in the gecko's eyes with a frown. Their faces were once again barely an inch apart, but there was nothing of the sensual tension from before. “I slammed your ass extra hard twice! Hell, I came twice! Damn right I won!"

“If anything, that means you lost twice! It was about who came first, remember?" Ray was clenching just to make him wince some more, as if that would make him right. “And we came at the same time, so the loser is the one who came twice, obviously."

“Yo, you were done and I was still cumming! And it was the second! I deserve this win!"

The two reptiles glared at each other, ready to jump at their necks. Their sweaty bodies were shaking, chests heaving noticeably and bumping against each other, while Ray's slim torso pressed against Jermaine's prominent gut. They were almost unaware of how their hands rubbed the other's shoulders, roaming down the thick arms and going for the broad back. After a few more minutes of that, light, almost imperceptible chuckles escaped them both, and it was the crocodile who reached forward, gently nuzzling his friend's neck before poking his lips with his snout.

“Another round?"

“I don't see how else we can figure it out."