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OBLIGATORY CONTENT WARNING: The following story contains cub smut.

What, you expected more from me? Fine, I'll stay true to form. GAWD.

OBLIGATORY CONTENT WARNING: The following story contains GRAPHIC SCENES of a SEXUALLY EXPLICIT NATURE between THREE CUBS, including DOUBLE PENETRATION of the VAGINAL and ANAL varieties, plus TWINCEST, BECAUSE OF COURSE MY PINK TWINS ARE DOING TERRIBLE THINGS TO THIS FOX. FOXES ARE MADE FOR FUCKING, DEAL WITH IT. If this offends you, you're probably a fox. Oh, and DON'T READ BEYOND THIS POINT because YOU KNOW WHAT YOU'RE GETTING INTO, THERE'S A THUMBNAIL AND TAGS AND SHIT USE THEM. No, I probably don't need to do these, but I have a lot of fun writing them. SORRY FOR ENJOYING SOMETHING. For anyone who I didn't scare off... enjoy! <3

Freedom. Robbie rubbed his wrists, then stretched his arms out. It had been fun to be tied down and used, but he wasn't complaining about being free.

He heard more than saw the cuffs being removed from his ankles. The squirrelvixen in his lap blocked his view of Beau unstrapping him. Not that he had long to contemplate that, anyway. Belle began rolling her hips, rubbing her soaking wet pussy against his penis. Hard to think of anything else with that kind of stimulation.

"Someone's a horny little foxie, isn't he?" Belle cooed.

"He ain't that little, sis!" Beau piped up. "Quite the opposite, in fact!"

Robbie blushed. To think that before he'd met the squigs, he was worried that his penis was too small! They'd cured him of that misconception pretty quickly. Still, the idea of having more than generous endowment was a foreign concept, and one that he was still adjusting to.

The squirrelvixen grinned and leaned forward. "Oh, he's big down here, alright... perfect for filling me up."

A paw wrapped around his shaft and guided his tip to the wet entrance to Belle's pussy. Both of her own paws rested on Robbie's shoulders. He knew who was doing the leading.

Belle didn't keep him waiting. She pushed her hips back, taking half of his cock into her in one smooth movement. Her flesh squeezed his shaft, caressing his sensitive glans.

The fox arched his back and moaned. Pussy was a rare treat for him. While boys were more his speed, there was still something alluring about the opposite sex. His shaft throbbed inside the girl's vagina.

"Foxie like?" Belle whispered.

Robbie could only nod. Of course he liked! It wasn't quite the same as a nice, snug ass, but it had its allure. And after their long session of pounding him over and over, getting a chance to penetrate one of the twins was a welcome change of pace.

Her hips moved back and forth. A jolt of electricity shot up the fox's spine. She repeated the movement, then repeated it again, working into a slow rhythm riding the fox's member. She worked only the top four inches of his generous endowment, but it was more than enough to drive the teen wild with lust.

"Room for one more?"

Belle giggled and looked at her brother over her shoulder. "Lube up and go for the back door if you want it!"

The bed shook as the pink boy moved around. The squirrelvixen paused her movements with Robbie's dick buried as deep inside as she could take him. He whined.

"Don't worry, foxie, it shouldn't take Beau long to get in my butt!" Belle cooed.

Maybe it wouldn't, but the wait was torture. After goodness knows how many hours and orgasms while he was being humped, the fox was desperate for a release inside a hole. He knew he wasn't close yet, but he had no idea how long he'd be able to last in Belle's pussy.

Thankfully, it didn't take long for Beau to add his cock to his sister's ass. Robbie blushed as he felt the boy pushing in to the hilt. The pink boy's scrotum just made contact with the lower portion of his penis. It wasn't there long, though. Almost as soon as he felt it, he was gone, the feeling replaced by rocking as Beau got to work pumping into his sister's rear.

Belle moaned softly above Robbie. She grinned down at the fox and wiggled her hips, then leaned down and whispered in his ear, "Go on, foxie, show me what those hips can do."

The fox was only happy to comply. He grabbed onto the squirrelvixen's hips, just below where her brother was holding on, and braced his footpaws against the bed. The angle was a little awkward at first. It took a few thrusts before he found the best way to get his hips moving into her. Once he had it, though, he began rolling his hips with similar enthusiasm to the boy above him, if less raw power given his position underneath her.

His penis throbbed as he thrust into Belle's vagina. Her flesh squeezed tight around his boyhood, lashing over his shaft and sensitive glans with soft, sweet stimulation.

Robbie squeezed his eyes shut tight as he pumped into the girl. Lust pushed him onwards, but his desire to continue his carnal relations with the pink twins was clashing hard with his body. His paws shook, as much from desire as from a growing sense of exhaustion. The fox could only take so much stimulation in a day, and he and the squigs had been fucking pretty much nonstop for... well, he didn't even know how long.

"Feelin' good down there, foxie?" Belle whispered.

Of course he was! "Hnnn... fffffwaaaaa..." He tried to say as much, but between the pleasure and the exhaustion, he couldn't force himself to say anything intelligible. He satisfied himself by squeezing Belle's hips and thrusting harder into her.

The squeaks and moans of the pink twins above him mingled, quickly becoming indistinguishable. He could feel himself drifting in and out of consciousness as the long evening caught up with him. How could he feel sleepy when his dick was buried in a vagina?!

Weight descended over him. He could feel Belle's breaths on his neck and shoulder as she was pressed downwards. From the sounds both squigs were making, he guessed that Beau was finishing in her ass. He probably wouldn't be far behind in her pussy.

A paw descended and grabbed onto the base of his shaft. He wasn't sure which squig was holding his dick, and frankly he didn't care. Not like it made a difference anyway. He bit his lip and arched his back, pressing himself firmly against the girl above him as he reached his climax. His shaft throbbed as he spilled his seed deep inside the squirrelvixen above him, helped along by whichever one had opted to grab the lower half of his shaft.

"Good foxie," Belle cooed. "Still got cum left in you after all that?"

Robbie didn't reply. He couldn't. His grip loosened on Belle's hips as sheer exhaustion overwhelmed him. He wanted to say something, to kiss the squigs, to help them clean up, anything. Instead, he passed out on their bed.

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He wasn't sure what time it was when he woke up. The sun was creeping in past the curtains. He was still nude, and two warm bodies were nestled on either side of him, breathing steadily and occasionally stirring. His body didn't feel sticky. He guessed the twins must have cleaned him up before they went to bed, themselves. He kept his eyes shut and reached down to grope the two.

Beau at his right, Belle at his left. He grinned and gave the two quick gropes, then rolled around onto his stomach.

He didn't get to rest for much longer. Almost as soon as he settled in, the squigs wiggled to life. He felt Beau climb on top of him and rub his growing morning wood between the fox's butt cheeks.

"Mornin', foxtoy," Beau whispered.

Robbie groaned and covered his head with a pillow. It was so warm and comfortable in bed! "Five more minutes?" he muttered.

"Foxie doesn't wanna get his butt stuffed yet?" Belle teased.

The fox turned his head and wiggled a little, trying to cast off Beau onto his sister. The pink twins giggled, but thankfully let him be.

"C'mon, sis, let's go shower while he's bein' a lazy butt."

"Make it golden and you've got yourself a deal!" she replied.

A storm of giggles greeted that declaration. The bed shook as the pink twins launched themselves out of it. The sound faded as they ran out of the room, and abruptly ended when the bathroom door shut.

Peace. Robbie slipped the pillow under his head, then pulled the blanket up to completely envelope him.

He had just settled down when he felt a paw on his shoulder. Another interruption?

"Morning, foxie."

He knew the voice was one of the squigs' fathers, but which he didn't know. He didn't say anything, in the hopes that the adult would think he was still asleep.

"Oh, let the poor boy sleep," came the voice of the other adult from farther away. "You and I both know our twins probably tuckered the poor boy out."

"I know," replied the nearer adult. "I just want to make sure he's still alive!"

Robbie groaned again and wiggled under the covers.

"See? He's still kicking. Come on, let's go get breakfast started."

The nearer adult pat Robbie's shoulder, then walked away. He could just pick up the gentle tap of the canine's claws against the floor.

What a night.