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Disclaimer: This story contains themes of hyper-endowed cubs and incest as well as explicit descriptions of sexual acts between males, several of them underage. If any of that offends you, I suggest you not read any further.

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Trevor's Trials - Volume Two Cubsitting

Friday, October 30th 5:47 PM

It's been 6 days since the... incident... with Avery and the other cubs, and I still don't know if I'm ready for this. I thought I would have one more day to try and come to terms before seeing them again, but as it turns out, I'll be dealing with it in just a few minutes.

"Please, Trevor? I know it's short notice, but no one else is available, and tomorrow the tour goes halfway across the country." Mrs. Randell, Avery's mother called me to plead her case.

Earlier today, her husband apparently was lucky enough to snag tickets to see the Blue Ram Group. The only problem being that the show was tonight, and the kids have had a sleepover party scheduled for over a month. The other parents weren't prepared for an endeavor as overwhelming as a party for four rowdy boys, at least not on such short notice. Leaving only three options, skip the show, cancel the party, or find a sitter stupid enough to chase four rowdy cubs around all night. Hence where I come in...

"Plus, all of the boys say you're great! They would love it if you would sit for them."

So between exploiting my compassion and appealing to my ego, I end up here, walking up the path to the Randell household. Not to mention, I AM planning to go to college, so who am I to turn down money? Besides, what was I going to say? "I'm sorry, I can't cubsit someone who's been inside me"?

I got to the house just before 6:00, greeted by an obviously excited Mrs. Randell. "Trevor! You are a life-saver! Thank you so much for helping out!" She followed with hug to show her appreciation. Behind her I could Avery, Mykell, Barry, and Terry, all four boys in assorted types of sleep attire, and deeply fixated on the TV set as they played a video game.

"It's really no problem, Mrs. Randell." I stepped into the living room and put my bag on the couch. "I'm always happy to help."

She walked over to her purse, and pulled out a couple bills. "This is for pizza, or whatever you guys want to eat." She handed me two 20 dollar bills. "You know where the emergency money and phone numbers are, and you have my and my husband's cell numbers. Oh, and Avery's brother Daniel is with his grandparents, so you don't have a 3-year old to worry about tonight."

I nodded affirmatively. My parents were friends with the Randells, babysitting here was nothing new to me.

Mrs. Randell continued on, "Are you sure you're okay with this? I know it's a weird situation..."

She had explained to me over the phone earlier that the show they were going to see was in Eastford, which was several hours away, and it was a late show so there was a very good chance that the show would run well past midnight. Thus it was very likely that the Randells would just get a hotel room for the night, and come back tomorrow. Meaning this was, in all likelyhood, going to be an overnight cubsitting job. Which was probably a big part of the reason that no one else was available to do it.

I nodded to her. "Yeah. Really, it's fine Mrs. Randell."

She smiled back. "Please, call me Sarah."

Her husband hurriedly strode towards the door. "Sarah, we need to take off now if we're going to make it in time." He put on his jacket as he turned to me and nodded. "Trevor, good to see you again."

With that the two adult foxes said their parting words and headed out the door. "Goodbye Avery! Have a good time boys!" I locked the door behind them, and tensely walked into to the living room.

The night was proving to be fairly uneventful. I ordered pizza around 6:30, the aroma of which snapped the boys from their Mario Kart-induced hypnotic state. At that point, the boys were in a pizza and soda fueled frenzy, running around the house, hiding in ridiculous places from each other, sword-battling with plastic light-sabers, kicking, tossing, and hitting all sorts of random sports equipment, and at some point, I swear I saw a snowball being thrown... despite the fact that it hasn't snowed here for over 8 years.

Like all junk food-incited madness however, eventually the boys tired out. Not enough to fall asleep, but enough for them to sit still and watch whatever superhero themed movie I put on the TV, while I cleaned up the assorted clutter around the house.

It was around 9 o'clock that I finished putting everything back in order. Starting to get tired out myself, I collapsed on the couch next to the boys. On a normal night, this is about the time that I would start having Avery get ready for bed, but due to the special occasion, I decide to give they boys a little extra time.

Finally with a quiet moment to think, my mind started to wander, this whole night just felt like a regular night... Which I did not expect at all. Did the events last Saturday even really happen? Are these the same boys who so casually spit-roasted me a week ago?

The same question kept running through my mind, "Why am I even here?" For the last 6 days I couldn't even think about these boys without picturing their long, hard, thick... well, anyway... Now looking at them, I just saw four regular boys... Which is what I wanted, right?

"OOF!"

My train of thought was derailed by Avery flopping onto the couch nearly dropping himself on top of me.

"Whoops! Sorry Trevs!" He adjusted himself so that he was instead next to me leaning against my right side, head partially resting on my shoulder, that's when my eyes started to wander with my mind...

I glanced down at the boy's loose fitting sleep shorts, and all I could picture was an obscenely large tent extending out from the middle of them, and the gigantic spire of foxhood that would be underneath it. Memories mixing with fantasies in my head as I remember how hard it was, how filling it was, how GOOD it was...

"Oh... N-nice, Trevs."

The sound of Avery's voice broke my daze, "Huh?" I looked to see the fox boy grinning up at me, before noticing that my hand was currently resting on his crotch.

"Oh!" I snatched my hand back. "Sorry Avery, I wasn't paying attention."

"No, it felt good Trevs, see!" the boy then hooked his thumbs on the front of his shorts and yanked them down along with his underwear enough to reveal the grand prize. Just as I remembered it, Avery's sheath, with a preposterously large tip starting to peek out of it, except this time, the overwhelming feelings of surprise and uncertainty weren't there.

I silently inhaled deeply, and rested my hand back in place. Every logical part of my brain was blaring sirens telling me "STOP!" "RETREAT!" "PULL BACK!" but the curiosity overcame me. I absolutely had to know what was going on with me, with this whole ordeal, if for no other reason, than just to know if I could surmount this.

I swallowed the lump in my throat. "H-how about this?" I asked Avery has I gently rubbed him, coaxing more of his pride to appear.

"Ahh, yeah... good." He seemed content as he leaned back against my shoulder and continued watching the movie.

We relaxed like that for at least 10 minutes or so, the small fox boy occasionally shivering from my ministrations. I continued stroking his ever extending member. It wasn't long before I could no longer fit my hand around its girth, and an abundant amount of pre-cum had coated my hand and Avery's shorts, then eventually I started bumping against the massive knot which had formed at the base.

I glanced back down to see the result of my work, and saw exactly what I had imagined just minutes prior. The boy's incredible endowment was indecently stretching the boy's shorts to nearly their limit. The only detail different from my imagination was the fact that the shorts were literally soaking wet from the boy's discharge at this point.

"You're getting close, right?" I asked Avery.

"Ooh... Y-yeah..." He half-moaned the response.I moved off of the couch and rested on my knees in front of him as he straightened himself on the couch. "H-how about this then...?" I said as I grabbed his shorts and briefs and tugged them down his legs and completely off. I was once again face-to-face with the mammoth penis that belonged to my 10-year old charge.

It was only then that I noticed exactly how stimulated I was. Unlike the cubs, I was not in sleepwear, so still completely hidden in my jeans my rock hard length was uncomfortably constricted against my body.

I motioned my hand down to my fly to free my erection from its confines just as I leaned forward and ran my tongue across the entire underside of Avery's shaft.

I lapped wildly all over the boy's dick, and after liberating myself as well, I found I was stroking myself just as frantically. I was more aroused than I had ever been in my life, and the crescendo was approaching. Avery's small hands had both found the back of my head, and were helping guide me up and down the spire. Upon reaching the tip, I covered it with my muzzle trying to fit as much of the monster in as I could, just as I felt him start to twitch. For a fraction of second Avery was completely still, his hands holding my head down as tight as they could, I knew what was coming next.

"AAHHH! TR-TREV!"

My mouth was instantly flooded by a bounteous amount of cum, gushing into me like it was flowing from a hose. By sheer reflex, I managed to swallow the first mouthful before the substance started dripping and squirting out of the corners of my mouth, I had no choice but to pull off of the still discharging beast, as a result I was met with a blast of the boy's essence directly to my face, thoroughly dousing the fur on my entire head.

My own apex was not long after. After a few strokes I shot my own insignificant load onto the floor below, and was instantly reminded of the degree of my inferiority, by another eruption from Avery, further covering me with the boy's seed.

I took the tip back into my maw trying desperately to contain the continuing bursts, swallowing as much as I could, periodically needing to pull away due to the sheer volume of cum.

Eventually the release started to taper, and I collapsed onto my back, resting on the floor. Avery angled his weapon downward and the last few spurts from his orgasm streaked across my torso as I settled, trying to catch my breath.

My respite was short-lived however, as I felt a sudden weight on my chest. I opened my eyes to see Mykell, without a scrap of clothes on, straddling my chest. For a moment I felt as if I had completely forgotten about the other boys in the room, and nearly said out loud, "Oh yeah, you guys are here too."

From Mykell's position on my chest, his fully erect colossal phallus extended directly up the middle of my face, with the tip resting on my forehead. I reached up to start working the rabbit's member, to try and lap at it a bit, but Mykell didn't seem interested much in my mouth.

"Mmm, yeah... smear it around a little more." The rabbit was thrusting against my face trying to coat his shaft with Avery's expelled fluids.

"Oh yeah..." Avery chimed in, noticing the rabbit's actions. "He's real tight, you'll need, like a LOT."

"Oh!" I said, finally catching on as to what was happening. The uncertainty overcame me again for a moment, realizing that I was about to claimed by this boy, however that portion of my brain was no longer in control. Once again, ignoring my inhibitions, I reached to try and peel off my already undone jeans. From the position I was currently in, I could only lower then several inches, which was just enough for my next action. I scooped a glob of Avery's face from my head, and used it to prepare my entrance for Mykell's intimidating tool.

The boy stood up, pulled my jeans the remainder of the way off, then repositioned himself between my legs. Placing his shaft against mine, the difference was staggering. I had regained my full length after my climax, and it still wasn't even a fair comparison. My dinghy was not even visible next to his ocean-liner.

"Wow, you're like, tiny..." If I had any self-esteem remaining, the rabbit boy's comment just obliterated it.

"He is not!" Avery piped up in my defense. "Some guys are just different sizes! He's like the same size as my brother, so it's a normal size!"

While I'm sure that Avery's intentions were pure, being assured that I have the same size endowment as a toddler didn't exactly do much for my freshly shattered confidence.

"Well, I hope you're ready!" Mykell's face curled into an enthusiastic smirk as I felt his warm tip kiss my ring, a moment later, he was in.

Mykell was the smallest of the group, though with these cubs, that's not saying a lot. The organ was still terrifying at 10+ inches, and just as thick as Avery, excluding the knot. Not to mention, Mykell was the most athletic of the boys, thus his greater strength would likely give him the edge in stamina.

I felt myself stretching to accommodate the foreign object, he pressed in further and further not giving me time to adjust, and I quickly felt his balls against the base of my tail.

While Avery had started slow last time, easing me into it, Mykell was quite the opposite, as he was fully surrounded by me right away, but then held still in place. The feeling of my insides brimming with his rabbithood, just lingered there, weighing heavily in me.

I glanced at the boy's face. That exuberant smile was still there, and his eyes were clearly being squeezed shut. The amount of pleasure he was receiving from simply experiencing the intense pressure of my core was abundantly clear from his expression.

"See Myke, this is why you take so long..." The twin mouse boys sat several feet away, watching intently as each stroked the others' imposing organ to the developing scene.

"Sh-- Shut-up..." Mykell was clearly too enveloped in ecstasy to fully acknowledge the criticism. He started gyrating his hips ever-so-sightly, not attempting to thrust at all, but more attempting to settle himself comfortably inside me.

"Myke-- I... need you to... please move..." Mykell's steel-solid shaft was resting densely inside me, pressing strongly against my pleasure button, but not releasing it. Combined with the burning sensation of such a gargantuan object opening me beyond my limits, the torment was unbearable.

Then, the onslaught began.

He quickly pulled out, and started rapidly delivering jabs to my center, churning me from the inside out.

*SLAP* *SLAP* *SLAP* *SLAP* *SLAP*

"OH! HOLY SHIT!" I called out louder than I wanted to. I looked down at my midsection to see a small lump appearing through my abdomen in-time with Mykell's inward motions. His dick was so deep and powerful it was actually distending my belly.

*SLAP* *SLAP* *SLAP* *SLAP* *SLAP*

"Ohh... Oh God... M-Mykell..." I couldn't hold back my moans of pleasure, this boy was making me hallucinate. Each stroke of his hips sent a shock wave resonating through every part of my body, and as fast as he was moving, I was nothing more than a limp, quivering vessel in the rabbit boy's hands, barely able to move my own body, even if I wanted to. Mykell was simply annihilating me.

Without ever touching myself, I climaxed for the second time of the night, leaving a small streak across my belly, but the boy inside me was nowhere near finished. For the next 10 minutes he fiercely pounded into me, each thrust using the entire length of his shaft, pulling out all the way to the tip, and pushing back in until he heard the loud clap of his balls striking my ass. He was making sure that I felt every agonizing inch of him, never letting up or slowing down to any perceptible degree.

Eventually, his grip on my hips tightened a bit, and his thrusts became slightly erractic, and even faster than they were, until I finally felt him start to twitch a little.

"Unngh... AH!"

He let out an audible grunt as he pushed in as far as he could manage, and began to unload into me. Holding himself in as deep as he could, I could feel massive ropes of seed painting my guts, his tool launching the deluge of fluid far deeper than he himself could reach.

The feeling of that burning seed spreading so far into me was more than I could take, as I orgasmed one more time. Having already climaxed twice, I could produce nothing more than a minute amount of drops oozing down my shaft.

Mykell's load continued to fill me to overflowing, his enormous girth plugging up my hole not even enough to completely keep the flood from finding a way out. I felt as it started squirting out from me trickling down my behind. Apparently that was the signal for Mykell, as he decide to pull out. My hole no longer being obstructed, a large gush of his output immediately flowed out onto the floor.

Moving quickly, with a devious grin on his face, the boy moved back up to my chest, aiming his still hard member downward and unleashed one more torrent of cum, decorating my face with the white viscous liquid. I opened my mouth in an attempt to collect some of the prize in my mouth, but in a mischievious act, the boy seemed intent on targeting me directly between the eyes.

"Ah!"

The boy slumped forward letting out a sigh of complete satisfaction, as the last bit of his release drooled out from his tip. The spent rabbit boy rolled off of me and rested on the floor next to me, with his back against the couch.

I turned to see the boy's softening, but still impressive equipment, resting across his thigh. Rolling over a little, I started running my tongue over it, cleaning the residual seed from it. A dominating smirk formed on Mykell's face.

"Hehe, you loved it..." He said exhaustedly, right before the fatigue overcame him.

The twins sitting a few feet away had seemingly reached their peaks as well, their midsections slick and matted with sperm as they laid together cuddling, each fondling the other's genitals. "We told you..." "Yeah, he always takes longer like that." Barry and Terry couldn't help commenting as they nestled together drowsily.

Avery had spread himself out on the couch, also starting to doze, "Trevs, you're getting good... I wasn't sure if you'd want to try it again, but I'm happy you did." The boy's eyes started to shut.

Not far behind, I continued applying light tongue-lashes to Mykell as the shaft retreated into it's sheath. My head still resting on the boy's thigh as I drifted off as well.

After a brief repose, the boys and I composed ourselves, and still had enough energy to remain awake. It was getting close to 11:00 so I hurried the cubs in to take quick showers, then collected all the pieces of clothing that were casualties of the event to toss them in the washer. After their showers, I had the cubs retire into Avery's room for the night, where they all had sleeping bags laid out.

It was around 1 AM when I finished cleaning up the remnants of our... activities in the living room, thanking God for hardwood floors, and got the clothes out of the dryer. I went to check on the boys, making sure they were sleeping, and to leave the now fresh clothes in the room with them. Everything back in place and cleaned, I settled myself on the couch, completely wiped out.

I placed my hand on my stomach, still feeling bloated, and my backside was still a little numb from the extensive abuse it took. Just like last time, I had been violated by cubs around half my age, and stuffed beyond capacity from both ends. Though, unlike last time, I didn't feel overly anxious or confused.

No one could deny that the situation was a bit abnormal, to say the least... but it didn't feel that way, at least not for the moment.

At least swim class tomorrow wouldn't be awkward... I was actually sort of looking forward to it...