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The compact fennec was shoved backward onto the table with almost no effort from his bovine friend, the massive bull's hands wrapped almost entirely around his slim calves and preventing any of that silly playful struggling he always tried to put on. Fortunately, the silvery-scaled hands that took his wrists weren't so mighty as to prevent a little squirming, though they did a fine job of keeping him belly-up on the table as Mick tugged the small canine's pants down to his ankles, removing them entirely with one last quick jerk.

"I swear you two were working together that round," he sighed, cheeks already red as the bull's thick tongue rolled over his balls, an amused hiss sounding above him.

"Ssso what if we were?" the serpent answered, his tongue flicking past a mostly-toothless grin as his thick, muscular tail slid around the smaller male's waist.

"Not againssst the ruless, iss it? Bessidessss," Indo contintued, "You love thissss."

That hiss slipped right into Fit's ear, a predatory sound that made him squirm desperately as his cock pulsed against the massive bull's lips. He tried to generate some defiant response, but all that came out was a little groan, followed by the few drops of precum that oozed from his tip.

The bull just laughed at his struggling slut - he'd drop the act soon enough. That fennec even looked slightly dismayed as the broad bovine tongue was pulled away from his stiff shaft, though his head rolled back and he groaned aloud as the massive thing teased between his cheeks, slurping forcefully into them and trailing hot drool across his hole.

On the other end, the silver serpent took this opportunity to mash his massive, scaled balls to the fennec's face, pressing them on his parted lips and giving him a great sample of that musky, reptilian scent. The little guy shuddered, his cock throbbed and his eyes closed while those balls muffled another moan. No sense pretending he wasn't in heaven anymore. His toes curled and hips rolled as the bull slobbered across his hole, over and over again, while his own tongue went to work on those big, heavy, productive balls, coaxing the black snake shaft to life.

The other two exchanged satisfied smiles and the bull finally rose, massive hands gripping Fit's hips as the snake pulled his own back. The fennec wanted to whine, but found his lips pressed to that snake's shaft, much to his delight. He eagerly slurped and, as the bull's fat tip pressed to his hole, moaned with hot breath on the cold-blooded creature's cock, earning a hiss of approval.

"Attaboy," the bull groaned, pushing hard with his hips as his mighty hands keep the fennec locked in place. His girthy dick took some convincing, but it didn't take too long to stretch that drool-slicked hole wide open, much to the smaller guy's delight - though any pleasured sounds he might want to make were quickly muffled by Indo's shaft. The tip pressed to his lips and, unsurprisingly, he opened wide, letting the snake shove inch after inch into him - though he did seem to move slowly, trying to match the bull's almost-cautious pace.

Mick found he didn't have to be too careful - the little guy was well-used and, after only a few pumps in and out, his ass was nicely stretched, fitting snugly around that fat thing. He gave Indo the nod and their hips drew back in unison, the pair settling into a steady rhythm, sliding their cocks in and out of the fennec, driving him to squirm in their grip. His hips rolled and his cock pulsed as drool rolled out of his lips around that jet-black snake cock.

Stretched around that massive shaft, his muzzle and throat full of snake, the sandy-furred fennec was almost overloaded. His cock spurted precum as the hefty, musky snake balls pressed to his nose with each roll of those hips. The tail around his waist gave him the odd squeezing tease, and he was reminded of just how tiny he is by the huge hands gripping him, holding him in place. He huffed as his moans were muffled, breath hot on those massive, smothering balls while his hole tensed around the shaft - and his squirming only intensified as their pace increased.

Fit wanted to squeal as a teasing snake hand pinched one of his nipples, then the other. The larger men clearly delighted in compressing him between their hips, remaining in time with one-another even as they sped up, pushing in a bit harder from each end with every thrust. It wasn't long before balls were slapping his ass and smooshing on his nose, no doubt staining him with that potent reptilian scent.

He needed it - the fennec couldn't stop squirming, bucking his hips, letting his cock throb as the fat bovine shaft mashed against his spot with every powerful thrust. His eyes closed and he sucked and slurped and drooled eagerly, need building each second as he strained under the other men, only to lose it - his ass clenched hard around that bull, earning a moo-esque moan from him - and his balls seized for a moment, right before his pink-fleshed cock erupted all over his belly! He writhed and rolled between them, sucking and bobbing and grinding himself on those cocks desperately.

The pair of studs laughed at his display, but they were more than happy to give him what he needed - rutting his face and ass with increasingly erratic thrusts, their own dicks throbbing hard inside him.

Indo went first, shoving his cock right into the fennec's throat, pinning balls to nose as a pleased hissss escaped him, tongue flitting as that fat cock pumped spurt after thick, heavy spurt of snake cream into his vulpine toy.

The bull huffed a bit and caught up, knees wobbling with the last few thrusts until, finally, his own massive balls tensed. His fat cock seemed to swell up a bit inside Fit, simply to accommodate the huge load traveling down it, and soon enough the hot, thick cum shot inside him, painting his insides while the bull gave another of his trademark mooing moans. He couldn't help slapping an asscheek, making short thrusts into that fox to draw out the last bits of sticky spunk.

Eventually, the two doms slid their touchy, spent cocks out of Fit, panting and seeking a seat. The fennec found himself scarfing down as much air as his lungs could hold, making up for all the time he'd been smothered by that snake, but before long he was caught up - not that he had any desire to do so much as get up after all that squirming and thrashing.

"You know," Fit sighed. "I think I'll be okay with it if you guys just straight-up cheat next time."