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A Succulent Dreamscape

Written by Danath Darl and Ant belong to Taiko Akito The characters within the story were used with the owner's permission. This story may not be redistributed without the permission of the above.

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"That's right, Darl," Ant whispered. "Just relax..."

The apatosaurus nodded as he watched Darl's head tip to the side. The lion was already exhausted from the day's training session on the field, so there'd been little trouble putting him into a deep slumber.

Ant stood and stretched. The blue dinosaur was worried about Darl - the linebacker was falling behind in his training. Something was preying on the player's mind and, as one of the coaches, it was Ant's job to figure out what. Thanks to his unique abilities as a dreamsire, he had a pretty good idea of how to tackle the problem.

The first step was to get Darl to fall asleep. The second was to make sure they wouldn't be disturbed. Ant checked the door to his office, making sure it was locked, and then the windows, ensuring the blinds were closed. It was late in the afternoon and everyone else had already left, but being interrupted in the middle of a meal was never pleasant.

Confident they were alone, Ant returned to his chair. Darl slumbered on the couch under the window, stretched out in a pair of gray sweatpants and an athletic t-shirt with the school's crest on the chest. Ant closed his eyes, focusing his energies, as he thought about the lion, recalling what he knew about this player. A hot prospect, definitely, who had yet to break into the first team. Lacking confidence, but willing to train hard, evidenced by the growing muscles under his tawny brown pelt.

From outside, Ant appeared to shimmer. The seven-foot-tall apatosaurus's body slowly faded, growing more transparent, until he completely disappeared.

From Ant's perspective, however, things looked quite different. Each dreamsire had their own unique method to access a person's dreams. For Ant, he imagined a door between himself and the dreamer. Opening the door and stepping through, he found himself not in his comfortable office, but out in the main locker room.

His clothes had disappeared, which was unusual. The lockers were bright blue instead of dark maroon and the cold cement floor had been replaced by wooden beams. Otherwise, the locker room appeared - and smelled - the same as ever.

Ant glanced around the empty rows, listening to the sounds of grunts and moans coming from the next bay over. In the real world the seven foot dino could see over the lockers, but the ones in Darl's dream world were much taller, as though purposefully trying to block out prying eyes.

Reaching the end of the bay, Ant's eyes opened wide at what he saw.

Four faceless football players surrounded the lion. Though the players were naked from the waist down, they still wore their shoulder pads and helmets. Eyeless, mouthless, voiceless, they nevertheless reminded Ant of several of the players - the quarterback, a handsome buck; the second-team center, a burly black bear; and a few others, including the kicker, a slim rabbit. Without faces, though, they appeared almost monstrous.

Darl didn't seem to mind. He was on his hands and knees, panting and moaning as cocks pushed against his lips. The bear was behind him, yanking on his tail, pumping forward lustily.

Ant blinked several times. Could that really be it? Darl was struggling to come to terms with his own sexuality, which was affecting his play on the football team? The apatosaurus grinned wider. This would be much easier to handle than drugs or girl problems.

Ant strode forward, banishing the faceless players as he took control of the dream. The lion gazed up at him, panting hard, cock throbbing and drooling over the wooden floor. Ant felt his own erection throb a bit at the sight - Darl was handsome, just coming into his peak. The apatosaurus was, by contrast, much more developed. Long, lean, and highly defined chest and belly, overshadowed by the power of his neck, shoulders, arms, and legs. A long neck, with a short, round muzzle and broad, flat teeth inside.

With a thought, Ant reached up and adjusted his baseball cap - in the real world or in dreams, he rarely went without it.

The thick black shaft hanging between his thighs fattened up as the scent of Darl's arousal reached him. Ant tweaked the dream with his brain, increasing the pheromones in the air, ramping up both his and the lion's lust.

"Darl... what do you want?" he asked the panting lion.

"I... I don't know..."

"Yes you do," Ant said, walking forward, until he stood in front of the kneeling lion. "You know exactly what you want."

Darl looked up at him and gasped, as though he realized who the apatosaurus was for the first time. Having a face, Ant was different than the rest of the constructs Darl's mind conjured up for his repressed dreams.

"Ant?" he asked. "What are you doing here?"

Ant smiled and reached down, wrapping his fingers around his growing cock. He watched as Darl's gaze ran down his body, over his smooth blue skin, down to the heavy length of meat.

"I'm here to help you," Ant said, squeezing himself. "Why don't you tell me what you want?"

Confusion spread over Darl's face. In a dream, Ant knew, the strange and impossible could seem commonplace. It was important to use that to get the dreamer to think about things they would otherwise avoid - such as the fact Darl was gay. Getting gang-banged by faceless males wouldn't seem strange in a dream - he probably never remembered them when he woke, Ant knew. But Darl would think twice when he realized he'd dreamed of Ant.

The apatosaurus reached down and grabbed the back of Darl's head. The lion moaned as Ant pulled him forward, sliding his muzzle into the base of his growing erection, pushing his masculine scent into the feline's nostrils. Darl's paws reached up, grabbing Ant's thighs, squeezing the thick muscles tightly.

"Nnnnn..."

The lion shivered and tried to pull away, though the way his fingers kneaded Ant's thighs, the dino knew the conflict between Darl's subconscious desires and his conscious aversions was growing. Important to strike now, before the conflict grew too large for the dream and the whole thing came tumbling down before Ant was finished.

Ant reached down and twirled his fingers into Darl's mane. The lion moaned and opened his muzzle, opening wide as the thick tip of the dino's erection pushed into his muzzle.

Around Ant, the scene changed. The walls of the locker room melted away and the lockers shot up into the air. Around him, objects fell from the sky, landing silently all around. By the time Darl's eyes opened again, they were in the bedroom of his apartment. The lion didn't pause as his muzzle pushed down over Ant's length, but the dino glanced around curiously.

The bedroom was typical of a college student - sports posters on the wall, clothes strewn everywhere. But Ant was fairly certain objects in the dream would not be found at the lion's apartment - like the dildos mounted on the wall as if they were display swords or the reams of gay porn sitting on top of the desk in place of a computer.

Ant grunted as his cock hardened fully inside Darl's muzzle. The lion gagged on the length, but thanks to the dream, found he was able to swallow the whole thing to the base without much trouble. Ant thrust in slowly, enjoying the warmth and wetness.

Ant knew the important thing now was for Darl to take control. He had to initiate the next step - not simply be acted upon by faceless males anymore. The dino groaned loudly and appreciatively as he pulled out, leaving Darl's muzzle dripping with pre-cum. The lion played with Ant's foreskin, using his fingers to pull it back as he planted several kisses on the wrist-thick length.

"What now, kitty?" Ant asked softly. The lion's head tipped up, a look of yearning on his face as he held the dino's shaft in both paws.

"Now... now..."

The lion stuttered, unable to bring himself to state his desires. The scene around them swirled again. When Ant landed, they were in the middle of a shopping mall. Ant didn't recognize the place, but it was very open and very public. Darl, still on his knees, dripping in pre-cum, was in the middle of the wide hallway. Ant could see a pretzel stand a few feet away and, when he looked behind, a row of clothing stores. Dozens of people walked around them, glancing and whispering, though how they made noise when none of them had faces, Ant wasn't sure - dream logic was messed up.

Darl closed his eyes and whimpered, shrinking away behind a bench as the whispers grew louder. Ant followed him, trying to figure out how to avert the coming nightmare.

"Darl. Do you want this?" Ant asked, pressing his fingers into the small of the lion's backside.

The feline moaned at the touch and flexed, body rippling back against the dinosaur's smooth palm.

"Yes..."

"Then you have to do it. I can't do it for you."

Darl turned and looked at Ant, then around at the passing, faceless mallwalkers. The lion stood, unsteadily, and approached Ant, fingers clenched at his sides. His cock jutted out in front of him, dripping profusely, soaking the length and firm balls beneath, leaving trails of seed on the floor.

Darl reached out, pushed his palms against Ant's chest, and looked up at the taller male. Ant bit his lower lip as the lion's belly pushed over his length, squeezing it. The scene around them changed again, back to the locker room, as Darl turned around. By the time he reached out and grabbed the reformed lockers, the heavy scent of masculinity was back. Darl shoved his hips out, tail up, offering himself to the dino.

Ant didn't waste time. Fingers dug into firm rump cheeks, spreading them, revealing Darl's tight ass. The lion howled as Ant shoved forward roughly, taking him hard, filling him up. Ant wrapped his huge arms around the lion, holding him tightly as he sunk in hard. Darl writhed and moaned, unable to move as the stronger male lifted him off the floor, using gravity to drop him over his cock. Darl kicked his legs weakly, clutched at Ant's arms, shook his head as the thickness spread him open.

Around them, the faceless football players reappeared. One knelt in front of Darl, taking the lion's cock into his muzzle. More reached out, pawing and massaging the lion's arms and chest. Ant turned Darl's muzzle and kissed him hard; the lion's eyes closed and his body shook violently in Ant's arms as their tongues met. Ant felt his orgasm approach and squeezed the feline tighter. Thrusting hard, he reached his peak just as Darl did. Their simultaneous orgasm flooded the locker room with cum, an impossible amount of seed that quickly rose past Ant's hips. The faceless players were swept away on the tide.

Ant didn't want the dream to end, but he knew it was now or never. Focusing his thoughts away from the incredible tightness of Darl's rippling ass, he took control of the dream and began to eat. The ceiling collapsed around them, revealing blackness beyond. The floor erupted, the lockers tumbled over, even the flood of white cum shrank away into nothingness as Ant fed.

The last to go was Darl himself. The lion's eyes were wide and sightless as he continued to cum, the pleasure doubled as he accepted it was what he'd wanted all along - his brain no longer tried to repress the desire.

Alone in a black space, Ant blinked and the door reappeared. He opened it and left quickly - the mind was a dangerous place to be when a sleeper awoke.

The tall dino reappeared back in his chair, dressed normally, though his belly appeared fuller than before. The dream had tasted magnificent and, though Darl wouldn't remember it, Ant was sure he'd savor it for some time. What the lion would remember, however, was a feeling of motivation and peace with himself as his subconscious brain and conscious thoughts no longer conflicted.

Ant smiled as the lion snorted and opened his eyes. He sat up and stared at his crotch, which was soaked from his chest to his knees.

"Oh! Coach! Sorry, I didn't... I was dreaming..."

Ant laughed and stood up, making sure the outline of his thick, fully erect cock was prominent against the fabric of his sweatpants. The lion's eyes went wide as he watched the swinging length move back and forth.

"Relax, Darl... it was just a dream," the dino said. "But this... this is the real world."

Darl moaned as he watched Ant pull off his shirt, revealing a muscular, smooth chest and belly. The lion's cock throbbed against his pants and he licked his lips, almost drooling with anticipation.

Ant watched as the lion rolled over, pulled his pants down, and hefted his ass up into the air, more willing than he'd ever thought possible. As Ant mounted the fit feline, he decided to make Darl's dreams a regular part of his diet.

FIN