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Ch. 6 Sins of the Father

And Max was right about the first cub coming tomorrow because the next day, Billy's stomach was at full bulge.

The other men rushed around at Max's direction while Joey sat on the bedside, holding Billy's hand in his own. "Alright, baby boy, just breathe for Daddy, okay?"

Billy was panting and whimpering as he was in extreme pain. This was nothing like taking Alpha. Soon enough, a small, mewing tiger cub came out. But the human wasn't done.

Max kept everyone calm, directing Bobby and Josh on how to wash and swaddle the first cub -- who everyone noticed had Joey's eyes and nose -- while he moved to help Billy birth the rest of the little ones who were ready to meet their daddies.

At last, each person had their own cub and Josh had two young colts.

"Amazing..." Joey stared into his infant son's eyes. "I never thought I'd be a dad again..." "Never thought I'd be a dad at all..." Bobby was snuggling his little cub, while Hank was gently bouncing his own. Josh was proudly showing off his kids to Gerald and Danny, the two smiling at the little colts.

Billy panted as he lay on the bed exhausted. "Looks like Billy's all tuckered out," chuckled Adrian. And he was.

Joey leaned over, giving Billy a soft kiss; and the rest of the men did so as well, helping the human to snuggle up and get comfortable after his ordeal. "So... what do you wanna think of for names, Billy-boy?"

"Well, for the one I had with Daddy, Chris," said Billy, "With Hank... Tom. And Bobby... Martin. And for Josh, Vance and Jordan."

Joey nodded, and pressed a kiss to his and Billy's cub. "Chris. Sounds like a fine name to me." "Yeah." Hank and Bobby nuzzled Tom and Martin in turn, holding the little cubs close and tight. "Vance and Jordan, huh? I like it?" Josh smiled, gently rubbing a finger on the bridge of Vance's snout as Danny helped to hold Jordan."

Billy smiled as he got to hold each one, for the cubs and foals knew the human was their “mommy".

And all the 'daddies' smiled, sharing hugs and kisses with each other as they watched their kids get to know Billy. Later on, Billy was sitting out on the porch swing. He had a perfect view of Bobby, Hank, and Josh working in the fields; shirtless, of course. Danny and Gerald were inside with Joey, all three taking care of the newborns, while Max and Adrian had had to leave for the day. However, the two dobermans had promised to return that evening. The sun was high in the sky, and Billy winced as it glinted off something coming down the road. A car? It stopped outside of the main gate, idling as if whoever inside was waiting for something. Or perhaps looking over the barnyard from within the dark-windowed sedan to take in the sights.

"Daddy?" called Billy, "There's someone in the driveway." But the car pulled up just as the old tiger came out.

"Hm?" Joey looked down at Billy, and then shielded his eyes against the glare glinting off the car's hood and top. Then the driver's side door opened, and the driver extracted himself from inside the sedan. A tall, muscular Dalmatian with a scowl on his face. He was wearing a dirty wife-beater and torn jeans with boots, and looked oddly gaunt for such a built male. Joey hissed in a breath between his clenched teeth at the sight of the Dalmatian. "Billy, get inside and tell Gerald to come out here. Do not let Danny get anywhere near the doors or windows. Do you understand me?"

"Way ahead of you," said Billy as he rushed inside fast and found Gerald with Danny. "Gerald! Quick! We have to hide Danny fast," he said, "I think his father's come to take him away." Billy grabbed Danny and they both ran upstairs to hide and Gerald stepped outside.

The German Shepard had a scowl on his face as he pulled on his gun belt, keeping his paw on the holster as he moved out to stand on the porch with Joey. They watched as the dalmatian looked around for a few more moments, and then scowled at the two men while they approached. "Where the fuck is he." "Well hello to you too, Paul." Gerald glared right back at the dalmatian in return. "What brings you out here?" "Don't fuck with me, Gerald. I know you're hiding him. Where the fuck is that little faggot?"

Just then, there was a loud whinny as Alpha burst out and made Paul jump onto the top of his car in fright.

"What the fuck?!" The Dalmatian glared as Alpha trotted over to Joey, snorting in contempt while the tiger patted his neck. "Fuckin' piece of shit almost trampled me! You gonna do anything or stand there like the useless cunt you always were?!" "Hm, I don't know." The German Shepard kept his jaw set to keep from snarling. "You are both violating your parole and trespassing, Paul. Never mind violating the restraining order trying to look for Danny." He tapped a finger on the handle of his holstered gun. "You really want me to 'do something', little brother?"

Then all the other boys came running when they heard the screaming and Bobby grabbed some rope and managed to lasso the old dalmatian tying him up like a calf in a rodeo.

"Good job, Bobby!" Joey nodded to the younger tiger brother as Bobby yanked the cursing Dalmatian down to the ground. Paul snarled and growled, almost acting rabid as he struggled against the ropes while the other men loomed over him. "So this is Danny's dad, huh?" Josh snorted, and then flinched and put a hand over his mouth when Hank hissed at him to be quiet. But it was too late; like a flipped switch, Paul went deathly silent. "Where. The fuck. Is he." "You aren't laying a single fucking hand on him, Paul." Gerald squatted down, and then sniffed the air before his lips twisted in disgust. "Dammit, you're fucking sloshed. Do I need to add a DUI to the list of shit you're pulling right now?"

"I have a better idea," said Hank as he came up and whispered something into Gerald's ear and the sheriff's ears perked up in surprise.

"Wait, you think...?" Hank nodded, grinning, and reached around to gently squeeze the German Shepard's ass. "Make the punishment fit the crime, yeah?" "...You know what? Yeah. He can use a bit of knocking down a peg or five." He nodded, and looked to Paul. "Bobby, get him stood up. I... should be the one to get his pants off." "WHAT?!" Immediately, the snarling and growling started back up again. "What the fuck, Gerald?! Don't tell me you're a fucking faggot, too?!" "...Yeah. Yeah, I am. And so's everyone here." Gerald glared. "So if you don't want this to go way more south for you, I suggest you shut the fuck up with that 'faggot' shit." Gerald blinked, but didn't flinch when Paul spat at him. "Fuck you!"

Luckily, Bobby pulled off one of Paul's socks and stuffed it in Paul's mouth. "Put a sock in it," he said.

"Mmf, mmm!" "Oh, quiet." Gerald squatted down, undoing the dalmatian's fly and pulling his pants down. Then he did the same with the ratty boxers Paul was wearing, revealing the Dalmatian's... actually fairly-impressive package. Heavy balls and a nice, plump sheath. "Mmf... shame you're such an asshole. You actually look pretty good." The compliment did nothing to stop the dalmatian's muffled swearing and growling. "So, where do you want him?" Gerald looked to Hank. "In the barn, or out in the field?"

"How about the barn," said Bobby, "That's where we usually have our sperm collection. Now the stallions have something to look forward to."

"Mfrrm? Mfllms?!" Paul looked around at the men, wide-eyed as he tried to turn his hips to block their view of his crotch. His tail tucked down between his legs. Gerald nodded. "Then let's go." It didn't take long to get Paul set up, even despite his squirming. They got him kneeling on a bale of hay, face down and ass up in the air. Bobby used a bit more rope to lash him in place, making sure the dalmatian would be kept in place. They stood back, looking over their handiwork; and also taking the time to look over Paul's pert, firm ass.

Alpha whinnied to the other stallions and the lead stallion trotted over to sniff at the dalmatian's tail hole.

Musky. A little sweaty. Virginal. He snorted as his cock began to drop from his sheath, and Paul began to squirm all the more from the feeling of humid breath puffing over his ring. "I suggest you relax, little brother. Though..." He looked to the others, then to Alpha, and gulped. "...Might need a bit of prep in order to take a stallion, specially one as big as Alpha." "You wanna do it?" Hank clapped the German Shepherd on the shoulder. "I can confirm that there ain't nothin' like the taste a' yer l'il brother's ripe, virgin hole." Gerald gulped again. His expression was stony, but his pants were tented bad enough to burst open right then and there.

"Go ahead," said Bobby, "And trust me, Hank's right on this one. I remember when he did it to me... Come to think of it, you always do it with me." The two brothers chuckled and kissed.

Paul let out a groan of disgust, and then flinched and actually whimpered when Gerald kneeled behind him and spread the dalmatian's rump cheeks wide open to bare that tender pucker. "Just relax, little brother." The anger had dropped out of Gerald's voice, leaving only a softness as he slowly took a sniff of the other canine's backside. "Mmmf... you smell almost just like Danny." The Dalmatian flinched again at that with a whimper, shaking his head in denial of what was happening as the German Shepard began to lick and slurp over his tailhole.

"Shall we watch or just leave you two alone?" asked Hank as he kept an arm around Bobby. He could see Gerald had this under control, but he wasn't so sure.

"Stay." Gerald gasped as he pulled back from his brother's musky ass just long enough to answer. "I want you guys to see how hard eating my brother's hole is making me." He reached between Paul's legs to fondle the dalmatian's balls, licking over that slick pucker against and again. "Your ass tastes so good, Paul." From the expression on his face, it was clear Paul wasn't sure what to feel. Disgust and pleasure warred against each other on his blushing face as he bit down on the sock in his mouth and groaned. "Mmf, you wanna be the first to fuck 'im?" Hank's voice was low and soft. "It's only right..." "Yeah. Took his son's virginity, now I get to take his."

That's when Paul's ears perked up and he was growling angrily as he tried to thrash and kick. Meanwhile, Billy was holding Danny in his arms. The young dalmatian was feeling scared but the human was there to comfort him.

"He's... h-he's not gonna get me." Danny gulped. "Uncle Gerald and Joey and everyone'll make... s-sure of it." He looked to Billy. “R-right...?"

"Of course," said Billy, "As a matter of fact, Bobby told me that your father was getting a taste of his own medicine... as the sperm collector."

"Wait... what?" Danny blinked, looking at the human. "What does that mean…?"

"I'll let your uncle explain later," said Billy blushing as he thought of what was going on.

Indeed, Gerald had finished 'stretching' Paul out, and now the Dalmatians was groaning and grunting as Alpha's fat stallion cock pounded into him; not to the hilt, but much further than he would had Gerald not taken the first round. The German Shepard watched, arms crossed over his chest as he watched.

Alpha grunted as he humped deep inside the dalmatian making sure he got every last inch inside.

Paul was screaming and hollering through the gag in his mouth. But Gerald -- and the other watching men -- noticed that underneath him, his cock had pushed out of his sheath to grind on the hay bale underneath him.

Alpha grunted and snorted until he finally kept all of his cock inside Paul and emptied out his semen into the dalmatian.

Another muffled groan as Paul's cock throbbed and pulsed. Gerald chuckled, and moved to pat the Dalmatian on the head. "If I didn't know any better, I'd say you love this, little brother." "Nnngff... fmmpk mmph…"

"Sounds like he's still in denial," said Bobby, "Oh well. After Alpha, that just leaves 10 more." Paul went wide-eyed.

"Mnn...?" He squirmed and bucked, which only forced his ass further down onto Alpha's cock. The feral horse whinnied and snorted in delight at the clenching and clamping around his cock, and waited for his erection to soften completely before letting it pop out from the dalmatian's ass; along with a flood of thick and virile semen. Pau groaned and buried his burning face in his arms. shuddering and whimpering as Alpha moved aside and the next stallion stepped forward to have his fun.

However, the next stallion was not quite as gentle as Alpha as he mounted Paul immediately and instantly pushed his cock inside driving it deep on the first go. "He must have been holding out," said Bobby.

"Mmmngh!" Paul screamed through his gag as the stallion immediately began to pound him; but not entirely in pain. He shuddered and shivered and bucked his hips, and clenched his eyes shut. And Gerald nodded down to the dalmatian's crotch for the others to look: Paul had just cum. "Well lookey there." Hank grinned. "Seems he loves being the stallions' sperm collector." "Yeah. Might need to keep him around, since he loves it so much." Josh grinned, and winked to the others. "Mmngh...? Mmmgn! Mm-mm! Nnnghm!"

"What's that?" asked Bobby putting a paw behind his ear, "I can't hear you. You've got something in your mouth and a horse up your ass."

"Mmmfff... fmmmph mmm!" Paul bucked again, trying to crane his head to give the group his hottest, most hateful glare. But as the stallion continued to fuck him hard and deep, he muffled protestations trailed off into quiet, desperate groaning. "We can see you getting hard again, little brother." Gerald smirked. "You love dick that much? And feral dick, at that?" "Nnngh... nnnnnnn…"

"I wonder how he handles feral cock up his mouth too," said Bobby smirking and that got the older dog screaming in his gag.

"Oh, what's the matter, little brother? Dick isn't that bad." Gerald looked to Bobby, grinned, and took the younger tiger's hand in his own to lead him over. The German shepherd moved to kneel down, right in front of both the tiger and the Dalmatian; Bobby so that he could pull the younger man's fly open to release that thick musky dick, and Paul so his brother would have a front row seat to him sniffing the tiger's ballsack and shaft. "Mmm... I love it, and I know you know Danny loves it. And from what we're seein' in back, it looks like you love it, too." "Nnngh...!" Gerald grinned, giving his little brother a wink. And then, without pause, he hilted Bobby's cock in his mouth and throat. “Mmm..."

"We'd better let you hump Paul's mouth. You have better experience with him," said Hank as Bobby was moaning from Gerald sucking him off.

"Mmmf... mmm, maybe." Gerald hummed in thought, stroking Bobby's cock and grinning to Paul. "Would you like that, little brother? You wanna see big brother's fat dick?" Paul didn't answer. He kept his head lowered and his eyes clenched shut. "Paul?" Still no answer. "Paulie?" Paul grunted, and then cut himself off with a groan as the second stallion finished inside him. Unlike Alpha, the feral horse didn't have any patience to let his erection soften inside the dalmatian's ass. He snorted, and then drew himself free to make room for the next one.

The third was a clydesdale and he was bigger and heavier as he stretched Paul's insides to their limit. It now felt really painful.

"Mmmnngh... mmmnnnngh!" Paul finally looked to Gerald, tears in his eyes. Gerald took a deep breath, and let it out slowly. "You're feelin' now what you made Danny feel. You understand that, Paul?" "Mmmf... mmm…!"

"Better remove the gag and see if he has anything to say for himself," said Joey as he came over to remove the gag. "Well? You anything to say, or are you better off with your mouth full?" said the tiger sternly.

"I'm sorry...!" Sobbing. Heaving and groaning. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry! It hurts, please, take it out, I'm sorry...!" Gerald nodded to Bobby, who moved to pull the clydesdale away from Paul. Though the feral stallion whinnied at being tugged away, Bobby stroking his neck and chest -- and immediately dipping down under him to take over sucking on that fat, musky breeding tool -- soothed the savage beast.

"And what will you do with Danny if we do let you see him?" asked Joey, "If you dare hurt him again, we'll strap you down again."

"I... I..." The man sobs again. "I don't know, I just... I... I wanted to just..." He grunts and continues to stammer and stutter for a moment before just trailing off. "...I'm sorry..." "That's something you need to be telling Danny." Gerald grunted, standing.

Just then, the door to the stable opened up and Billy's voice could heard. "Danny, I don't think you should go in there," said Billy, but it was too late. The dalmatian stood in the doorway and froze at the sight of his father bound up with horse cum leaking out of his tail hole. Billy staggered in. "I'm sorry Daddy," he panted, "The cubs were crying and I was trying to get them to take a nap, when I saw Danny rush out the door and head for the stables."

"Danny...!" For just a second, shame and horror mix together on Gerald's face. Then he forces his expression into a neutral mask, turning and moving to block Paul's sight of the younger Dalmatian. "Go back to the house. Now." "No." Danny trembles and shudders, gulps, and draws himself up. "Uncle Gerald, I... I don't want to be afraid anymore." "Danny, please-" "No!" Danny takes in a deep breath, and then lets it out. "...Let me tell him myself. Please..." "...Alright." Gerald sighed, and then moves over to stand next to Hank, Bobby, Joey, and Josh.

Luckily, the older dalmatian was still bound as Danny came up. Billy came up to Joey. "I'm sorry, Daddy, I should've been paying more attention," whispered Billy to the old tiger.

Joey pressed a kiss to Billy's temple. "Shh, boy. It's alright." Danny loomed over Paul, the younger dalmatian looking down at the older one. "Dad..." "...Danny..." A deep, shuddering breath. "Why are you here?" "...I'm sorry..." He keeps his face pointed to the floor, but his shoulders begin to shake and shudder. "I'm sorry. I'm... I'm sorry..." "Is that all you came to say to me?" The younger Dalmatian keeps a stern expression on his own face, but his entire body is shivering and shuddering.

Billy was concerned about Danny's safety. He hoped Paul wouldn't say anything that would hurt his own son.

"I..." The shamed dalmatian could only hang his head and sob. At least his ordeal seemed to have sobered him up. "I wanted to... get you back. To talk with you more. To... t-to..." Gerald stepped forward. "That's not happening." "Please... please, Danny, I..." "Why...?" Danny let that hang in the air for a long moment. Perhaps he was asking why Paul had hurt him, or why he was there, or why their lives had turned out so horrible; maybe all that and more. Finally, Paul gulped and whimpered. "When I heard you were a... that you... I... I got…"

The others listened in waiting for Paul to tell them the whole story. Billy placed a hand on Danny's shoulder to let him know, they were all standing by.

Paul grunted, squirming on the haybale. "Can I at least... get up, please...?" Gerald sighed, and moved forward to heft the dalmatian up and set him on his ass on the haybale. Paul whimpered at the sting in his backside, and tried -- without success -- to press his thighs together to hide the erection he wasstill sporting, and kept his gaze locked on the stable floor. "I... got scared." "Of me...?" Danny gulped. "No, you..." Paul growled, but not at Danny; in frustration at himself. "For you... Some of the people around here, if they heard you were a... a-a..." "Say it." Danny crossed his arms over his chest. Paul glanced to Gerald, huffed, and gritted his tease. "...Gay." He shuddered. "If they knew, then-" "Then I would have protected him. And you should have protected him." Gerald stepped up beside Danny, a hand on the younger dalmatian's shoulder. "Gay or not, family or not, that's what people who love each other do, little brother." Paul didn't seem to have an answer for that.

But they all saw Paul break down into tears at that point and it was the first time Danny had ever seen his father cry.

Gerald looked to Danny, stroking his shoulders and back soothingly. Then he looked to Paul, and grunted. "...Let's at least take this inside the house." "Are you sure, Gerald? Danny?" Danny whimpered, leaning his head on Gerald's chest, but nodded.

"Can... Can I hold my son?" whimpered Paul softly as he looked up at the young dalmatian, "I want him to know that I... I love him."

"Danny?" Again, Gerald looked down to the younger dalmatian. Danny hesitated. He shuddered. Finally, he nodded. "...Daddy..." Gerald helped the tied-up older canine to stand. "If you do anything funny..." He let that hang in the air before untying his brother's wrists. Paul moved forward, slowly and carefully, and pulled Danny into a hug. "I'm sorry, Danny-boy. I'm... so, so sorry…"

The two dalmatians wagged their tails and Paul looked at Danny's face cupping his cheek. "You remind me so much of your mother. I was a fool to treat you the way I did," he said as more tears came to his eyes.

"It hurt, Daddy. It hurt so much, especially cuz I..." He trailed off, biting his lip and whimpering. His tented bulge was pressing against his father's thigh, and the older dalmatian's own erection was pulsing against his son's stomach. "I... I-I…"

Paul cupped Danny's cheek and kissed him deeply. "I love you too, Danny," he said softly, "And I promise to be a better father to you."

Danny blushed. "...Just a father...?" He hesitated, and then reached down to grasp the older dalmatian's knotted erection. "I really love Uncle Gerald, Daddy. But... I've... I've always kinda... b-been attracted to you." Gerald didn't say anything. He was watching the two closely, concern on his face. Concern and... was that hope?

Paul smiled and kissed his son deeply and lovingly. "I would be honored to be your mate," he said softly, "I'll even let you top me."

"You will...?!" Danny beamed, hugging his Daddy tightly. "Can we right now? And..." He looked to Gerald, gulping. "Can Uncle Gerald join us?" Gerald took a deep breath, and let it out slowly. He looked to Paul, openly letting his eyes roam up and down the other canine. "Well, little brother? What d'you think…?"

"Of course," said Paul, "And Gerald, can you ever forgive me? I should've known you were looking out for Danny, but you were also looking out for me too... I love you... Big brother."

"If Danny forgives you, then so do I." He moved forward, hesitating, and then gently pulled Paul's shirt up and off. Once the older Dalmatian was completely naked, he pulled his brother into a tight embrace. "I love you too, little brother. So much. And if Danny and you want me to join in..." He grinned, and gave the other canine a kiss right on the lips; and a firm grope on the rump. "Then I want to breed him with you till your pumping our a litter of both our pups."

"I'd like that," said Paul softly as he hugged Danny and nuzzled him but when he looked at Danny's back, he flinched and looked down as more tears rolled down his cheeks. "I... I must have been a monster to you all those times, huh?" he said to Danny.

Danny reached up to cup Paul's cheek. "...I forgive you, Daddy. And if you want to make it up, I want to give you the chance to." "Come on. Let's take this to the house, like I said." Gerald discarded his clothes as well, baring himself to both his brother and his nephew. "Get comfortable for this little talk of ours…"

Paul was released then bonds were gone as Paul hugged his son with his tail wagging happily.

"Daddy..." The younger dalmatian blushed, burying his face in Paul's chest as he hugged the older canine in return. "Come on. Joey's got a room set up in the house for me n' Danny." Gerald looked to the younger canine, and grinned. "Our own little love nest. And... I guess yours, too." "Yeah!" Danny took Paul's hand in his own, giving it a squeeze. "Come on! We can show it to you. And..." He flinched, and turned to make sure that his father could see the twitching length of the erection he'd sprung. "We can... become mates for real. You, me, and Uncle Danny."

"I'd love that very much, son," said Paul as he gently pulled the young pup into a deep, loving, tongue-filled kiss.

A kiss which Danny returned, eager and loving as he finally got to show the feelings he'd had for his father for so long. Gerald chuckled. "Come on, you two lovebirds." He nodded to Billy, the tigers, and Josh, leading the two dalmatians into the house and up the stairs into what had been Bobby's old room; before he and Hank had moved in with Billy and Joey.

Paul then turned to Gerald and kissed his brother lovingly the moment they were in the room and they felt Danny sucking their erect cocks.

"Mmmf... I've been wanting to do that for a long time." Gerald grinned, gently reaching down to pet Danny's head as he felt the younger canine switching between lapping his balls and licking along Paul's knotted shaft. "And from what I hear, Danny's wanted to that with ya for a long time. And everything else..." "Mmmngh..." Danny opened wide, engulfing Paul's cock to the hilt in his hungry maw, and looked up to meet his father's eyes with a loving expression while he suckled. “Mmhmmmm..."

"And now, I get to start over with a clean slate for my son," said Paul, "I would give my life for him."

"Make sure you show him how much you love him every day, little brother." Gerald pressed a suckling kiss to Paul's throat while stroking the dalmatian's chest. "And if you ever need help... I'll be here for you. I promise." Danny moaned, reaching to entwine his fingers with Paul's as he bobbed on the older canine's cock. Up and down. Back and forth. Pushing forward to press a kiss to his father's swelling not, and then pulling back to suckle on and swirl his tongue around the leaking tip.

"I will," said Paul and he moaned as he felt Gerald kiss along his body and he hugged the German Shepherd crying softly, "How could I've been so blind to the love that was given to me?"

"Shhh. Shhh, Paulie." Gerald hugged his brother in return, gently leading the two dalmatians over to the bed. He laid Paul down on his back, and moved to lay beside his brother; cuddling Paul as Danny took back over suckling on their cocks in turn. "It doesn't matter now. All that matters is that I'm here for you, and Danny's here for you. And we both love you." A soft kiss on the lips as he cupped Paul's cheek. "I want us to be open, both as family and as mates. So if you ever need any reassurance that you're loved, just come to us and we'll show it to you."

"Thank you, Gerry," said Paul softly as he lovingly kissed his brother/mate mouth to mouth with their tongues intwining.

Danny pulled off, grinning and blushing as he watched the two kissing while pumping Paul's erection. "Daddy? Uncle Gerry? Can I... watch you two mating?" "Of course, baby-pup." Gerald smiled, pulling Danny over into a loving kiss as well. Then he looked down to Paul with a soft and reassuring grin. "Go on and spread yourself for you big brother and son, Paulie. Show us your hole."

Paul smiled and willingly spread his legs far apart and stuck a finger inside his tail hole and quite unexpectedly, some horse cum leaked out. Paul blushed.

Gerald laughed softly, warm and loving, while Danny blushed as well. The older canine used a finger to wipe up the dribble of stallion cum that had leaked from Paul's hole, and popped it in his mouth to suck it clean. "Don't be embarrassed, Paulie. You're so hot, little brother." He reached to gently pet and stroke Paul's belly, and dipped down to give that sloppy entrance a few sniffs and licks before nodding to Danny to do the same. "Be honest, Paulie... did you like being fucked by a bunch of feral stallions?"

"Yes, I did," said Paul, "But the clydesdale caught me off guard. He was bigger than I anticipated."

"Would you... w-wanna do it again?" Danny snuffled over his father's hole, and licked at another dribble of stallion cum which leaked out of it. "Billy said that he and his family... has sex with them regularly. And... I kinda w-wanted to... get bred by all of them sometime." He looked up to meet the other dalmatian's gaze, slightly embarrassed but quickly losing his shame. "Do you... wanna get bred too? Maybe... w-with me?"

"I'd like that," said Paul, "As long as we get bred together... as brothers and mates."

Danny smiled, moving to lay down beside Paul. Hugging and kissing him slow and deep while Gerald moved between the older dalmatian's legs. "I'd love that, Daddy. And..." He gulped, caressing the older male's face. "Daddy, you... you're fertile, like me, aren't you?"

"Yes, I am, son," said Paul softly as he hugged Danny and nuzzled him affectionately, "And I would love to have your offspring, son."

"And I wanna have yours, Daddy." Danny nuzzled back, smiling as tears of joy ran down his face. "I wanna have your puppies." Gerald smiled and chuckled. "Well then... seems like you should be the one over here, Danny boy." He moved aside, making room between Paul's spread legs, and the younger dalmatian blushed as he moved to take the German Shepard's place. Panting. Moaning. Whimpering as his cockhead kissed his father's pucker. Danny leaned down to kiss Paul. "Are you ready for me to breed you, my... my big, sexy, lovely mate?"

"Yes, my love," moaned Paul softly as he leaned his head in for a deep kiss and he whimpered as he felt his son fill him.

Danny groaned in pleasure when Paul's hole embraced his cock, the younger dalmatian easily hilting inside the older one. He began to rock slowly and carefully, his paws rubbing and touching all over Paul's chest and sides and shoulders. "My boyfriend." The younger canine whimpered, nuzzling and licking Paul's snout. "My h-husband." He pressed his knot against the older male's ring, grinding it on Paul's pucker with every thrust. "My Daddy, and the Daddy of my puppies."

"Good boy, Danny," moaned Paul, "Now, press the knot in... That's good." He moaned as Danny picked up the pace feeling ready to cum.

Danny's tail wagged furiously behind him as he pushed. Pushed. Whimpered and howled when it popped through the ring, and his erection finally erupted. His churning balls emptied themselves of his young and virile seed; right into his dad's fertile hole. “Daddy...!"

Paul moaned as he held onto his son and he hugged the boy tightly not letting go. "I love you, son," he whimpered as he was full of dog cum.

"I love you too, Daddy." Danny smiled, and as soon as his knot deflated he gently pulled his cock out of Paul's filled hole. "Your turn, now…"

Paul lay Danny on his back and the older dog leaned down to rim his son.

"Nnngh!" The younger dalmatian blushed and moaned, his own musky, heat-stricken pucker flexing and clenching against his father's working tongue. "Mmmf... s-so... so good…!"

Paul pulled his tongue out slowly. "Does my puppy want to get bred?" asked Pall a kiss to Danny's lips.

"Yes... oh, yes yes yes...!" Again, tears of joy pricked Danny's eyes and he pulled Paul down against him and into a deep kiss. "Please, Daddy... fill your puppy with your puppies."

"I love you, Danny," moaned Paul as he humped faster and hugged his son, "I love you so much."

"I love you too, Daddy." Danny whimpered, bucking back and up against his father's thrusts. Feeling that fat knot grinding on his own hot pucker. Clutching at his father's back as they worked together. "Please, breed me... please…!"

Paul grunted as he pushed his knot inside all the way and panted as he came at last.

Danny whined with pleasure, and buried his face in Paul's chest as he felt the surges of thick seed spurting into him. "Ohhh, Daddy..." Gerald smiled, watching from his place on the edge of the bed. He pumped his cock, the length dribbling his own cum as he panted from his orgasm. "Mmm... you two are so hot together."

"I love you, Danny," said Paul softly nuzzling his pup affectionately and gently rubbing his back.

"I love you, too." Danny pulled Paul down on top of himself, into both a snuggly hug and a slow, deep kiss.

Paul smiled softly, but he couldn't stop thinking of all the times he was so cruel to Danny.

Gerald's hand gently landed on Paul's back, stroking gently before he moved to embrace the other canine from behind.

Paul snuggled into Gerald's arms and whispered, "I love you."

"I love you too, little brother." He pressed a kiss to the crown of Paul's head, nuzzling the other canine. "I always have."

"But I'm still afraid my dark side will break out," said Paul, "It's like there's two of me rolled into one."

"If it ever does, I'll be here for you to stop it and bring the real you back. I promise."

Paul had tears in his eyes as he hugged Gerald crying softly.

"Shhh..." Gerald turned Paul around, gently cradling the dalmatian. "Shh, baby brother. It's alright." He kissed Paul's cheeks, soft and gentle. "...Remember when you'd get scared during storms when we were young, and I'd always hold you like this?"

"I remember... I've always looked up to you... That is until Dad sent you away," said Paul sadly, "I hated to see you leave."

"And I hated to leave you." Another soft kiss on Paul's cheek. "And I'm so, so sorry I wasn't there for you."

"Dad had to beat me so he could make me just as cruel as he was," said Paul whimpering as he brought Danny up for a hug.

Danny whimpered, nuzzling into Paul's neck. "He's gone now. He's gone, Paulie." Gerald nuzzled Paul's temple, and gave it a gentle kiss. "I made sure to bury him myself. Only one at that old bastards graveside..." He swallowed down a growl. "He's gone, and he can't hurt you anymore."

"I hope you're right," whimpered Paul, "Because I can still hear him inside my head... Back at Bona Manor." He remembered the place was abandoned and had its own private cemetery

Gerald didn't have anything to say to that. He stayed quiet, looking from Danny to Paul, and then pressed another soft kiss to the dalmatian's temple. Danny moved to snuggle up with Paul once more, nuzzling the older male as well.

Just then, the phone rang and Joey answered it. There was a knock on Paul, Gerald and Danny's room door and Billy was there. "It's for you," he said, "Someone named Hans Bona?"

Gerald and Paul froze. The older dalmatian clung to Danny, while Gerald sat up. "...I'll take it." The German Shepard stood, following Billy down to the phone and nodding to Joey before putting it to his ear. "This is Gerald Bona, the town sheriff. Who the fuck is this?" His voice was flat, but rumbled with barely-suppressed rage at whoever had the balls to prank-call him under that name.

"You... no." He shook his head, even though whoever was on the other end -- probably -- couldn't see him. A stab of paranoia made him look around for a moment before dropping his voice into a low, hissing whisper. "You're dead, you old bastard. I put you in the ground myself, because no one would come to the manor to do it."

"Well, you may have buried my body, but I always find a way back. Besides, I've already sent your own host, Mr. Joey, and the rest of his family, an invitation to Bona Manor before I even told them who I was," said Hans, "You can't deny your nephew a look at his own grandfather."

"You aren't gonna touch a goddamn hair on Danny's head." He growled. "...But if it'll get you to leave us alone, sure. We'll play whatever game you wanna play."

"Good," said Hans, "I've already made plans for tomorrow evening. Dinner will be at 7 pm sharp."

"We'll be there." He took in a deep breath, and let it out slowly, trying not to shiver. "If that's all you had to say, then I'm hanging up now."

But the line went dead before the German Shepherd could say anything else.

He grunted, hung up the phone, and turned to Joey. "What exactly did that-" He stopped himself. "Did he say to you?"

"Only that we were invited for dinner for a family reunion," said Joey, "I told him that we'd accept if you would."

"Mmmf." Gerald grunted, wondering how much he should tell Joey. He bit his lip and shifted from foot to foot, ears flicking atop his head. He finally sighed with a weak growl. "Okay. But... there's some stuff I should tell you first… To get you prepared."

"Alright," said Joey, "Should I get everyone else in here?"

"Please." Gerald nodded, and made his way over to the kitchen table to sit down before his knees collapsed underneath him.

Joey rushed over to the German Shepherd and helped him into a chair.

"Mmm... thanks, Joey." The German Shepard gave the tiger a shaky smile as he settled in. He took a few deep breaths in between his teeth as Joey moved over to gather everyone up.