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Friday afternoon. The last day of school was about to end, and Nanashi was wondering what he was going to do during the weekend. The last chemistry lesson was boring as hell, so he discreetly drew his phone from his pocket and sent a message to Malik, his hare roommate.

"Any plans for the w/e, mate?" he sent over Telegram.

"Going to see my parents. You'll have the flat to yourself. Don't even think about inviting the rat!"

The spaniel smiled.

"I'm serious, don't. Your smell was awful enough, I don't want the FLAT to stink," the hare added.

"Alright, I'll go to his place."

"You know you shouldn't do it, right?"

"Yup."

The dog could hear Malik sigh, even if he was in another room.

"You're a bitch, dog."

"I know, rabbit."

"Fuck you."

Nanashi chuckled. He closed the conversation, then tapped on the "New" icon, selecting Dust's name. The rat had given him his number a week ago, but he hadn't contacted him since then. He had met him in the corridors several times, of course, and each time the rodent had grinned at him shamelessly. Nanashi started typing.

"Hey Dust, it's Nanashi, may I come over tonight?"

"Told you you'd call. Out of perfume?"

"So spiritual of you."

"Come on, that was funny. Kinda."

"The stench took 4 days to go away completely. Malik kept reminding me."

"I don't give a fuck about your rabbit bf."

"Not my bf, just roomie."

"Cool. 6:30 tonight? Bring your toothbrush, you stay for the weekend. Oh, and grab beer if you can. I live at 4, rue du château. 3rd floor, door 31."

"OK."

At 4, the last lesson of the week ended. With a sigh of relief, Nanashi left the class, heading home. Unlike the hare, who sometimes went to his parents on weekends and holidays, Nanashi stayed there all year long. On his way home, he made a small detour so he could buy some beer before going to Dust's. Belgian abbey beer would do the trick.

At home, he dropped his bag on the floor unceremoniously and headed for the bathroom. As stupid as it might sound, he wanted to look good that night, so he took a long shower, before spending more than half an hour drying his thick caramel fur. He put on briefs, the sexy ones with lacings he liked a lot, and got dressed.

The dog grabbed a small backpack, and shoved some useful stuff into it: a toothbrush and some toothpaste, a towel, a comb, some lube (even if he was sure Dust would have some), a clean pair of undies... Then, he spent the remaining time chilling on YouTube.

Dust lived fifteen minutes away from Nanashi's apartment by car, so the dog left around 6:15. He parked his car next to the building the rat lived in, exited his car and walked toward it. It was a rather old building, the kind that could be found in city centres. The spaniel rang the bell. The door clicked open, and he pushed it before walking in. Third floor it was. Nanashi walked up the stairs and stopped in front of an ajar door on which was written the number "31". He knocked.

"Come in, Nana," Dust called, and the dog entered the small hallway, closing the door behind him.

He gazed around him: it was a rather old flat, but a decent one. Rather clean, for a student's flat. It looked tiny, but rather functional: a two-room apartment was almost a luxury for a student without a roommate. Nanashi walked two steps and entered the main room. He felt a bit anxious when he saw that Dust wasn't alone: two friends of his were playing Smash Bros in the sofa, and several empty beer cans were scattered around.

"Hmm, hi guys," the spaniel said, feeling uncomfortable.

The males paused the game, turned around and got up. The first one was a white bull terrier dog. He was a bit smaller than Dust, around the same size as Nanashi, about 1.80 metres. He was rather athletic, had piercings on his face, and showing under his tank-top, piercings on his nipples too. He looked like a punk to Nanashi. The second guy was a huge Percheron stallion, with black, velvet-like fur, about two heads taller than Dust - about 2.20 metres, if the dog had to take an educated guess. He was wearing a loose tank-top with a tag design, hiding an impressive musculature, and looked rather menacing.

"Guys, this is Nanashi," the rat stated.

The males moved towards Nanashi, who started feeling really small, and shook his hand.

"Nice to meet you, Nana," the stallion said with a deep voice. "I'm Benjamin. Call me Ben."

"P-pleasure is mine," the dog answered, his paw lost in the horse's giant hand.

"And I'm Seb. You told him we were gonna be here, of course," the bull terrier rhetorically asked the rat with a rather hoarse voice, seeing the spaniel's confused face.

"Hmm- Might have forgotten," Dust replied shamelessly. "In my defence, he asked if he could come over, not if I was alone."

"Whatever," the bull terrier said, shrugging. "Still OK to crash on your sofa for the weekend? Looks like a promising one."

"Mi casa es tu casa," the rodent agreed with a nod.

"C'mon boy, take a seat and grab a beer," the bull terrier told the spaniel, pushing him forward in a friendly fashion. "Oh and Dust, I've heard the lil' sis' in his bag, put 'em in the fridge."

The rat complied and brought back a fresh beer for the newcomer. Some strong brown ale, apparently. At least they seemed to drink quality stuff, to Nanashi's great pleasure.

Nanashi quickly chilled and played video games with the others. Between two games, he took time to examine a bit the guys around him. Ben was a muscular giant. Nanashi was rather sure that he could crush him with a single arm if he wanted to. He had a deep voice, short and stiff black fur everywhere but on his wrists and ankles, where the fur softened and became much longer. He had a nice mane and an extremely long tail, which almost reached his ankles. His cold blue eyes were his only clear spot. His scent was pleasant to the dog, he smelled like horses, of course, but he was definitely a very clean guy.

Seb, the bull terrier, looked less impressive, but also even less easy-going at first sight. His stiff fur was mostly white, apart from a brown spot around his left eye. He had piercings all over his ears, between his eyes, a ring in the nose, piercings on his nipples... He had pale grey, almost white iris, and a scar going from his forehead to his cheek. He definitely looked like a punk. The spaniel liked his scent too, but it was a wilder scent than Ben's. Seb smelt like hot fur, and had a manly scent.

Dust, or Justin, that he already knew way better, was a rat with grey fur, less athletic than the other two. He had mean, pale yellow eyes, teeth like razor blades and a very pale skin, that appeared on his paws, tail and nose. Maybe he had some kind of albinism, Nanashi thought. He also had markings on his fur, blue and white, probably tattooed or dyed. He had piercings on his face too, two snakebite piercings on his lower lip and an industrial through his left ear. The dog also knew what was hiding under his clothing, but that would have to wait. The strong ale helping, he also started wondering about the two others.

About an hour later, the bell rang. Nanashi looked at Dust with an incredulous face.

"Chill, it's the pizzas. The more, the merrier, but you only have two holes to fill, and we're three already."

Seb and Ben burst into laughter, and the spaniel felt his cheeks burn.

"I know you'd have liked that, but I don't wanna wait for my turn in a line, see?" the rat added impudently.

"Shuddup," Nanashi answered boldly.

"Make me," the rat said before opening the door to receive the pizzas. "Thanks, sir."

He came back to the room.

"You're not some kind of vegan, right? That's beef pizza, chicken and bacon pizza, and four-cheeses pizza."

"You know for sure I like meat," the dog answered with a cocky smile, and for once Dust was caught off guard. He laughed with the others, and Ben gave Nanashi a gentle pat on the back which almost threw him off the sofa.

The four of them stopped playing, moved towards the table and began eating, and alcohol helping, the discussion quickly slid towards hotter subjects.

"You fucked in the pool, right?" the stallion asked.

"Lockers of the pool, actually," Nanashi rectified. "Same as tonight, he didn't really ask me about everything."

"Come ooooon," the rat responded, "you liked that."

"Did he really pee on you?" the bull terrier inquired with a malicious smile.

"Well-"

"Speaking of which," the stallion exclaimed, hitting the table with his massive hands, "if you'll excuse me, guys, but beers, you know."

"Stay," Dust ordered with a mean grin. "We have a dog for that, tonight."

"Wut?" replied Ben and Nanashi together.

"I mean, he does that?"

"I should probably have a say in this."

"No you don't, little one. Now go under that table and make yourself useful," the rat told him with a smile.

Nanashi opened his muzzle, as if he was going to say something relevant, but he knew very well the battle was already lost. Silently, he pushed back his chair and got on all fours, then got under the table.

"'Atta boy," the rat said ironically.

From where he was, Nanashi had a rather unusual view: pants and feet. Funnily, the first thing he noticed was that none of them had similar feet. The horse had hooves, the dog and the rat had paws, but they were very different. The rat's were thinner, white and furless, and had rather sharp claws, when the dog's had pink pawpads. The stallion didn't wait long before untying his jeans, and the dog stared at his hands. The view didn't disappoint him. The horse didn't wear undies, and once his pants were opened, his balls literally collapsed on the chair, between his two strong legs. They looked heavy as hell, and the spaniel felt his heart sinking into his chest. The rest of it wasn't outdone, the half-flaccid horse meat was probably at least as big as Nanashi's hard dick... It was poking out of a short, silky sheath with many skin folds. Still on all fours, he crawled closer, quickly hit by the stallion's strong scent, already spreading under the table. The smell was pleasantly musky. This, coupled with the alcohol, made his head spin. He gave the horse a gentle lick, to show him he was ready to relieve him, and the horse shoved his member into the dog's muzzle after poking around for a bit. Nanashi closed his lips around the meat and waited.

"Man, feels so unreal," he heard the deep voice say from above the table.

Ben began stroking the dog's head with much tenderness, which nicely surprised the dog, who quickly felt the warm liquid fill his muzzle. He closed his eyes, tasting the hot piss on his tongue - it was unexpectedly sweet. The flow increased rapidly. Big guy, big bladder. The dog had to gulp quickly to avoid spilling piss everywhere onto the floor. Not an easy task, but he actually enjoyed it a lot, as the stallion kept petting his long ears all along.

Ben kept pissing into the dog's muzzle for at least forty seconds. When he was done, Nanashi already felt quite full. The stallion's cock had grown in size, and the spaniel had to watch his teeth. He gave a few licks to clean the long shaft, and licked his own lips.

"I really like how this weekend is starting," Ben exclaimed from above.

Nanashi was going to leave his spot when he heard the sound of a zipper, and Seb snapped his fingers near his crotch.

"Don't stop here, boy."

The bull terrier had a rather long, thin sheath, with a piercing at the tip. It had some small spots all long, and his balls were dark. His shaft was already poking out of the fur. With his paw, he retracted the whole sheath behind his member so he could bend it easily. A new smell invaded the spaniel's nose. Seb's sheath and cock smelled way stronger than Ben's. The bull terrier clearly never wiped his shaft after pissing. He was also less tender than the horse, as he shoved his manhood into the other dog's maw, and grabbed him by the scruff of his neck to drag him closer. Nanashi had the full - flaccid - length of the bull terrier inside his muzzle. His nose was buried in his pubic fur, and his chin was touching the terrier's balls. He wrapped his lips around the unswelled canine knot as the dog started pissing without warning, visibly needing to relieve his bladder badly. He was almost peeing directly into the spaniel's throat.

"Man, that's hot 'n wet. Love the feeling."

"Wait 'til you get a taste of the other side," Dust stated cockily.

The dog's piss tasted way stronger than the horse's. It wasn't sweet at all, it was totally bitter. He too had been drinking a lot of beer, and took some time to finish. Once done, Nanashi sucked a bit on it, but he quickly tasted some pre and felt the member swell, so he stopped. His belly was full, and almost painful. He had no idea how much liquid he had just gulped down, but one thing was sure: it was too much. And he wasn't done.

Third in a row, Dust untied the buttons of his pants, and lowered his jockstrap. The smell hit Nanashi like a sack of bricks.

"C'mon, don't keep me waiting!" the rat ordered.

"Man..."

He hesitated a bit. The acrid smell was way stronger than it had been at the pool.

"You did in on purpose," the dog blamed him.

"Of course. I started touching myself and leaking pre as soon as I knew you'd come. Which makes what, 4 hours?"

"I hate you."

"Sure. Now get back to business."

Nanashi heard the two others snicker as he approached the filthy sheath. The very tip was poking out, and it was glistening with slimy pre. The base of the visible tip was circled with white sticky grime, and the spaniel could only imagine how it was inside. The rat had been expecting him. He wrapped his lips around the member carefully and slid it into his muzzle, feeling dirty stuff sticking to it. Dust started stroking his jaw as he relieved himself with satisfaction.

For the second time, Nanashi got to taste the rat's piss. It was a bit less acrid than the last time, because it had been vaguely diluted by the amounts of beer, but damn... It was strong as hell. The spaniel felt the bitter taste and smell invade his muzzle and nose, burning his throat and coat his whole palate. It was like gulping down rodent litter. He closed his eyes and wrinkled his nose, as the rat kept emptying his bladder into him. Even with his maw closed around the shaft and no drop falling onto the floor, the other males could smell it.

"Gosh..." Seb said. "You rats really are filthy."

Dust just grinned viciously.

Slowly, the flow decreased, and the rat gently rubbed the dog behind the ear. Nanashi let the shaft go, and instantly regretted letting air pass through his mouth. The taste was terribly strong. He watched the slimy member go back into the thick grey sheath, and left his spot.

"Fancy a kiss?" Nanashi proposed.

"Pass..." all three answered together.

His belly and bladder were aching a bit, for he had drunk too much. He'd soon have to pee for the four of them, but first things first, he drank a mouthful of dark ale to get rid of the taste of piss. Weirdly enough, the usually strong beverage felt rather flavourless. He was also starting to feel too hot. Nanashi removed his sweater, fanning himself.

"My turn," the spaniel eventually declared as he got up.

"Wait a sec, Nana," the rat added with a grin. "I've got something for you."

The dog could hear Ben whisper "Oh gosh, what again?", but his attention was focused on the rodent's malicious face. The latter threw a little box at Nanashi, who caught it and opened it.

"You kiddin' right?" he asked as he saw the chastity cage in the box.

The look on Dust's face clearly stated he was not. Half surprised, half curious, the two others were staring impatiently as the rat got up.

"I'll help you with it, don't worry!" the rat offered. "Get naked."

"Wha-"

Dust placed himself behind the spaniel to prevent him from fleeing and unbuttoned his pants, which fell onto the floor, leaving him in briefs in front of everyone. The undies were boxer briefs with a pouch to hold the sheath, and lacings above it to keep them closed.

"Sexy undies-" the bull terrier commented, and Nanashi felt really uncomfortable. He had not foreseen there would be other males when he had picked his briefs.

Seb extended an arm and pulled on the strings to open the boxers, then made them follow the path of the pants.

"Whoa, you have a PA? Man, you're a warrior!" the bull terrier exclaimed, impressed. "I never dared having my meat pierced."

"The whole point of this cage is that it's specifically designed to be secured by a Prince Albert, my good men," Dust explained with a faked gentleman voice. "Hope I didn't screw up the size, though. Took a four millimetres thick shaft."

"Is OK," the spaniel mumbled, tail between his legs.

The rat knelt down and Nanashi blushed as hell. The grey one started unscrewing one bead of the blue curved barbell, and removed it gently from Nanashi's meat, leaving an empty hole.

"Alright, now the technical part," the rat added as he grabbed the parts of the cage.

Dust retracted Nanashi's whole sheath until it was against his balls, leaving his rod fully exposed. He took the first part of the cage, which was a rather simple ring, through which he passed the dog's shaft and balls, one after the other. It was tight, and Nanashi felt uncomfortable. The rat then put a drop of lube on the shaft of the lower part of the cage, and inserted it with much care into the pierced hole of the dog's dick, then slid it through his urethra until it popped out of the tip of his cock. Once it was in place, the lower part fit the meat perfectly, like a small cradle. The third part looked like a tube, in which both the spaniel's member and the lower part were inserted. Dust pulled on it so it covered the meat entirely, including the unswollen knot, and assembled the parts. Eventually, he took the last part of the cage, a kind of open ring, which was meant to maintain everything together very tightly by means of a lock. Everything just matched, and the rat rotated the small key.

"That's it," he said proudly, putting the key on a chain around his neck. "Isn't he cute?"

Nanashi wasn't really sure "cute" was the right word, as he was standing there, with his pants on his feet and a shirt on, his new red and black cage holding his dick like a prison.

"More like hot, in my opinion," the stallion said while rearranging his bulge as his pants were threatening to give in.

"Yeah-" the bull terrier agreed.

The spaniel was about to put back his undies and pants, but the rat didn't let him do it.

"You don't need 'em," he declared while slipping a finger under the dog's tail, making him bite his lower lip. "Now go, unless you want those two to do you right now on the table while you pee yourself-"

"Which would actually be kinda hot-" Seb commented as Nanashi quickly left to the bathroom.

He sat down and looked at his junk. He saw his pink flaccid meat between the red and black plastic bars of his prison, and his balls squeezed by the ring. How was he supposed to pee with this on? Cautiously so he wouldn't break his penis-bone, he bent the whole thing down and started relieving himself. It was spraying a bit everywhere, even worse than it did with the piercing alone, and it would be a pain to dry with paper. Also, it would probably smell rather quickly. Once done, he went back to the room and threw his shirt away - Dust probably had turned up the heat.

Nanashi was fully naked. He was a thin spaniel, 1.80 metres tall, with long, wavy caramel fur, that became paler on his chest, belly and crotch, and between his thighs. He had long falling furry ears, a piercing on his right eyebrow and - usually - a blue circular barbell through his junk. His tail was long and fluffy, like a caramel duster, and his eyes were amber coloured.

"Someone's getting at ease, I see," Dust remarked.

"He's the clever one, it's suffocating in here. Did you turn up the heat, man?" Ben added.

"Of course. I don't want us all to get a cold."

All the guys removed their shirts too. Ben was, as expected, a brawny guy. Big pecs, strong abs, Nanashi wouldn't have been surprised to learn he hit the gym everyday. Seb wasn't as strong, but his muscles were still well outlined. He had a big scar going all over his chest.

"Drunk mother," the dog answered, shrugging, after seeing the spaniel stare at the old wound.

Dust was the less muscular guy of the three. Still rather athletic, he was mostly thin, with muscles slightly outlined, same as Nanashi.

"Right!" Ben exclaimed. "Open the sofa bed, Dust, Imma fuck that dog, I'm done waitin'."

"As if," Seb replied, "you're gonna split him in half. You'll have sloppy seconds. Or more likely, thirds."

"Oh come ooooon."

Dust laughed and set up the sofa, on which the stallion crashed, visibly upset.

"It's a fucking curse, y'know."

Nanashi smiled, truly amused. All guys used to brag about how they want to have a big dick. This one had been gifted too much by his Percheron genes.

The spaniel sat next to the lying giant, and stroke his abs. He was impressed.

"Suck him, Nana," Dust ordered, eyes focused on the screen of his smartphone in landscape mode.

The dog turned his head and looked at him.

"Are you recording this?"

"Of course. Can't wait to see you choke on a bucket of jizz."

"You're truly sick, you know that?"

"Yup."

With a sigh, Nanashi got on all fours on the mattress, and started untying the stallion's pants. The latter reached the spaniel's head and stroked it.

"That'll be a good start."

Ben helped him by removing his pants. He was lying down on the sofa, and Nanashi was on all fours, face between his legs, enjoying the view. Between the two muscular thighs, two heavy balls were hanging, pulling on the short wrinkled sheath. The stallion was still mostly flaccid, as he couldn't really grow in his tight jeans, but he was already impressive. Gently, he pulled the dog's head toward his groin, getting his face closer. Ben smelt good. Manly, a bit musky, but good. He didn't have excessive pubic fur due to his very short hide, so the smell radiating off of his warm fur wasn't dirty. Nanashi buried his nose between the balls and the right thigh, and took a deep breath. He really loved the guy's scent. Then, with his long, moist tongue, he gave the heavy sack a gentle lick. They were soft and tasted a bit salty, like sweat. Slowly, the dog started to go down on the horse, licking his rapidly growing meat, wondering if he could ever put it into his maw. As much as he felt the cock twitch under his tongue, he also felt his own member constricted by the cage. That wasn't painful, only a bit annoying.

The horse didn't leak much. His dark meat was mostly glittering because of the saliva. Nanashi liked the median ring under his tongue, that was something new. He tried to take the shaft into his maw, but could hardly take a third of it. It was comparable in length to his forearm, more or less, and almost as thick as his wrist, although unflared.

The spaniel felt a paw grab his tail and lift it. He was about to let the horsecock go to look behind him, but he quickly felt a cold nose, then a warm moist tongue against his tailhole. He let out a muffled moan, and immediately felt a slightly aching sensation in his groin. His dick couldn't grow, but the blood was forcing its way between his legs. His member twitched, compressed by the cage, and pulled on his balls and piercing hole a bit painfully.

Dust grinned, filming the whole scene and gently fondling his own junk. Nanashi was sucking Ben, and Seb had started rimming him.

The bull terrier was eager. Nanashi could feel his tongue enter him and invade his insides, opening him very slowly while his lifted duster-like tail shook from time to time. At the same time, he was sucking the stallion gently, mostly licking, as his member was a bit too thick to fit in a maw.

Dust got closer.

"Smile for the cam', kid. And go under dem balls."

The dog felt the stallion's massive paw push on his head, and followed the movement. He buried his muzzle under the balls and gave the horse's doughnut hole a lick. The folded flesh felt really soft under the tongue, the skin between each wrinkle being extremely smooth. The big male's taste was strong, but enjoyable to Nanashi. He slid his tongue into the soft flesh, and to his great surprise, encountered really little resistance. He caught himself thinking he could probably slide his thin muzzle into it without much loosening. The big stallion moaned and gripped the dog's head, pushing on it, making his nose touch his pucker. Nanashi licked farther, enjoying the musky taste of the horse, his long canine tongue working wonders on him.

Seb's tongue slid outside of Nanashi's tailhole, and the spaniel felt and him move behind him. Two strong paws grabbed his butt, and he soon felt the tip of a hard rod against his rump. Almost instantly, the cool feeling on his bum indicated him that the bull terrier was leaking much pre into his fur. Dust moved and got closer, to film the action from a better angle: from under. Once the rat seemed satisfied, Seb moved his pelvis to place the tip of his cock against Nanashi's hole. The latter could feel small squirts of pre hitting his skin and flow onto his balls. The punk pushed forward a little bit, and the sensation changed a lot: the spaniel could now feel the spurts enter him, as the very tip of the cock was inside him. It was a very weird sensation, as small amounts of liquid were actually flowing inside of his butt. A muffled moan of pleasure came from under the stallion's balls, and Seb smiled.

"Looks like the pup likes juice in the ass," the bull terrier remarked. "Too bad he already drank everything."

Dust snickered.

"You've drunk at least a litre and a half of beer, just wait for fifteen minutes and you'll have to piss again. Good thing I've put a protection on the sofa," he added, whispering for himself.

Then, the bull terrier pushed forward, and Nanashi felt his hole stretch around the shaft that was entering him. He squeezed the stallion muscular thigh and moaned once again, closing his eyes. It wasn't half as painful as it had been in the lockers, as Seb had done a nice job with his tongue, and he was leaking a lot of slimy pre. The spaniel quickly adapted, the tapered canine dick sliding in him with ease. He loved this feeling.

The stallion got up and left the bed, leaving Nanashi being mounted by Seb.

"Pups at play," he commented, and the bull terrier gave him the finger. "Gimme the phone and go have some fun, Dust. Damn, he knows how to use his tongue."

The phone changed hands, and the rat sat on the bed in front of Nanashi, who lift his head and looked at his face. It was hard to look in Dust's eyes for a long time. The cold yellow glare seemed devoid of any emotion, yet he was often grinning.

"Missed me?" he asked, cocky, and Nanashi rolled his eyes.

Then, to the spaniel's great surprise, the rat kissed him. His tongue invaded Nanashi's maw, along with the taste of dark ale.

"Wha- What was that for?" he asked, blushing.

"Just tasting you before your whole muzzle turns rat cock flavoured."

"Arshole," the caramel one answered, but he was smiling.

Nanashi extended his neck to reach Dust's neck, closed his eyes and gave him a first lick. He let the rat's smell invade his senses, while feeling the dog's firm grip on his rump, and his thick cock sliding deeper and deeper with each thrust. He could already feel the terrier's unswollen knot start stretching his hole a bit. He wondered if he would knot him, and how big the knot would be. It was usually impossible to untie two dogs, as the minimal diameter of a knot usually reached that of a tennis ball.

The spaniel let his tongue caress the rat's fur, slowly directing towards his crotch, taking his time. Dust was a bit surprised by the dog's behaviour: he didn't expect him to act confident at all, but was actually enjoying it. He closed his eyes and patted one of the dog's fluffy ear, letting him have some freedom.

Nanashi let his muzzle and tongue skim the rat's stiff fur, inhaling his strong scent. Now that he was familiar with it, he could pick up some details that were initially covered by the musk. Behind the powerfully acrid rodent scent, the dog could notice the smell of sand and spices. It was new to him, and not unpleasant at all.

Underneath, the dog found the now familiar pubic fur. It was thicker than the fur on the rest of his body, had a stronger scent, and was currently coated with some slimy pre. The tip of Dust's cock touched Nanashi's chin, and some liquid dripped onto his fur. The dog took a deep breath and let the rat's smell flow through his nose, making his head spin. He liked it. He wanted to smell it again, wear it even. Mindlessly, he rubbed his muzzle on the rat's viscous tip, unsheathing it partly, soiling his caramel fur with rat fluids and smegma. The acrid, nauseating smell quickly hit his nose, and he came back to his senses, a bit shameful.

"See? You just can't help it, bitch," Dust declared with hilarity.

"Shut u- AAAAH!" the dog yelped as Seb buried himself deep inside of him.

The bull terrier growled as his knot swelled in the other dog's ass, releasing squirts of hot cum inside the male. Nanashi clenched his fists and whined as he felt the dog's meat grow inside him, the swelling knot burying the whole cock even deeper. Both dogs were panting, but the spaniel was also shaking, his painfully pent up length twitching and pulling on his balls. He couldn't see it, but he was sure that Seb's knot was the size of a fist. And it was stuck in his ass, pressing his prostate, making him leak pre onto the couch.

"Gosh," the terrier said, "gimme a beer, Ben, I'm bloody thirsty."

The stallion handed a bottle to the dog, who started drinking again.

"Don't let them distract you," Dust told the spaniel. "We're barely getting started."

The dog smiled at the rat and looked back at his crotch. The rodent's shaft was half exposed, still not fully hard, poking out of the thick furry sheath. Nanashi grabbed the heavy balls in a paw, and extended a finger to rub Dust's tailhole while kissing the orbs.

"You on top isn't gonna happen. No chance."

The dog let the balls go and licked his finger.

"Wasn't even thinking about it."

Dust's dick twitched a bit at that sight but he didn't comment. Nanashi was already looking at the sheath again, and he knew pretty well what he wanted. With both thumbs, he carefully pried that sheath open and gazed inside. As expected, it was filthy. There was whitish goo forming loose filaments, smegma, and it reeked of old rodent urine and sperm. The dog wrinkled his nose at the smell, but felt pre leaking from his own dick - he wanted it. As if he were hypnotised, he pushed his tongue as far as he could inside the sheath and curved it like a spoon before slipping it out. The fluid coating it was thick and a bit lumpy. He pressed his tongue against his palate and the strong taste invaded his muzzle. It was strong, acrid, nauseating... But the dog wanted more of it. He couldn't help it. He licked his lips and nose, and the smell that coated his fur overwhelmed his senses.

Again and again, he thrust his tongue into the slimy sheath, the rat's shaft hardening quickly, the skin retracting. The dog loved the feeling of the flesh wrinkles at the base of the rodent's dick under his tongue. He cleaned them meticulously while the grey one petted his head. When he was done, his muzzle was moist with rat fluids, and bore his strong smell.

"Now that's my boy, I recognise your smell," the rat said ironically.

"I'll bite your dick," the dog threatened.

The rat burst into laughter.

"Don't you dare! Especially if you want to cum again at some point," he replied, showing the key.

"I get it, 'Master'," the dog submitted.

"Good boy," Dust congratulated him, patting his head. "Now get back to business, would ya?"

Nanashi kissed the rat's hard rod, and gave it a gentle lick. At the same time, he heard the stallion's deep voice.

"Seb, prep' him for me. No way I can't get it up tonight."

"Gotcha. Need to pee anyway, can't get stuck much longer or I'll really fill him. Even if the lil' bitch would probably enjoy it."

The spaniel felt the terrier pull back slowly.

"What are you doing?" he asked, worried.

"Focus on Dust's dick, would ya?"

"Wait, you're not gonna- Aaaah!" he moaned.

The punk was going to untie the hard way. He was pulling back slowly, but Nanashi could feel his hole stretch with each movement of the dog's hips.

"Gosh, it hurts-" he complained.

"I'll go slow, but lemme tell you it'd be worse if the horse fucked you without stretching..."

"Fuck-" Nanashi exclaimed as he clenched his fists.

Seb rocked his hips slowly, pulling his knot out. That was a hard task, as the flesh around the sensitive base of his knot was stimulating his senses. The knot was likely to reach its full size again before popping out. Nanashi could feel his pucker stretch more and more, slowly, rather painfully, and he started panting, as well as leaking more and more pre onto the mattress.

"You OK?" Seb asked, worried.

"I feel like I'm gonna be split in half."

The terrier snickered, and slowed down a bit. Fortunately, canines generally produced large amounts of fluids during sex, and his knot was coated in slimy juices, which eased the sliding a bit. Seb could feel the spaniel begin shaking a bit. It was painful, but Nanashi actually enjoyed what was happening. He loved the sensation of his hole being stretched that way. With his eyes closed, moaning, he rubbed his face against the rat's crotch as his pucker gradually opened, the fist-sized knot beginning to appear. Seb kept rocking his hips for half a minute, holding the dog's tail lifted, and finally, with an obscenely wet noise and a loud whining coming from the spaniel, his member slipped out, followed by the sound of a rather big amount of fluids dripping onto the mattress, flowing from the dog's gaping hole.

Nanashi didn't move, taking a few seconds to catch his breath, his whole body shivering. His chest was lying on the sofa, his butt was lifted and his hole was wide open. He could feel fluids trickle down his balls, and hear thick drops fall slowly.

"I'm gonna have a nosebleed," the horse commented as he was coming closer to zoom in, catching every filthy detail of the scene with the camera. "Hurry up, man, so you can take over."

Seb left so he could piss. Nanashi started licking the rat's cock again, and the stallion filmed his slimy gaping hole as he started fingering it.

"Shiiit-" he exclaimed, his cock rock hard. "C'mon, man, do you need the whole night?"

"Have you try to piss while hard, you donkey?" Seb answered from the toilets.

Soon enough, he was back.

"I should have pissed on you while holding the cam, you restless nag."

The horse gave him the phone and positioned himself behind Nanashi, before lubing his long stallionhood. The spaniel was sucking the rodent's smelly cock. He could feel droplets of pre dripping onto his tongue, the strong taste invading his maw, and he was gently rubbing the wrinkles of flesh at the base of the conical rod with his thumb. Dust was sitting quietly, watching the dog and petting his ears, and his breath was a bit short. He could feel himself spurt liquid from time to time, coating the dog's palate with slimy fluid.

"Here I come," the stallion warned.

And he pushed forward slowly. Despite the preliminary stretching, it didn't slide in easily. The spaniel gasped, but didn't lose his focus and kept sucking. Each time he took the whole dick in his muzzle, he could bury his nose into the rat's pubic fur, sniffing his rough spicy scent, leaking pre in his cage.

The head of the stallion's massive cock slid into the dog's rump, and the latter instantly felt the well known stretching sensation. Slowly, the horse began thrusting, forcing his way into the abused hole. Nevertheless, the situation was much different from what Nanashi had experienced earlier. Both the stallion's giant paws were holding the dog's butt, and his powerful hips were rocking slowly, but the Percheron was so strong that Nanashi couldn't move an inch. It was as if his body was caught in a vice.

Ben buried himself slowly, centimetre after centimetre, the dog's flesh loosening slowly around his thick member. With some work, he could slide his rod down to the median ring. He asked the rat to get up.

Dust got on his knees, allowing the dog to get on all fours, and transferred his weight to Nanashi's shoulders. Slowly, he began facefucking the dog under him, while the horse kept burying himself gradually. He used a paw to grip the dog's maw, and still moving back and forth, started emptying his bladder again, the beer having done his job again. He had decided he wouldn't use his bathroom at all during the whole weekend. Nanashi gulped down, resigned to being used as a urinal by the rodent. The taste was lighter than before, as it was mostly water being evacuated from the rat's body. The dog drank it all, tasting the acrid liquid while breathing the rat's pubic fur, completely at his mercy, feeling the stallion sink his fat girth inside him, pushing the terrier's fluids deep inside his guts, and truly enjoying it.

When the piss flow decreased, the dog's throat was burning a bit, and the rodent's smell was saturating his senses. The rat started facefucking him harder, making him drool, and soon came into his muzzle, spurting thick cum onto his wet tongue. The strong bitter taste overpowered his senses as the thick fluid coated his palate, but the dog didn't swallow just yet. He caressed the thick member with his tongue, milking the rat for all he was worth before gulping. The rat pulled out, and Nanashi opened his maw a bit, letting the air flow into it, playing with the slimy cum. Dust grinned and grasped the dog's lower jaw, putting his thumb onto the cum-covered tongue.

"Loving the view," he commented, panting a bit, before giving a lick to the spaniel's nose.

The dog swallowed after the rat let him go, and licked his lips. At the same time, he felt the stallion slip out, leaving his gaping hole empty. He looked back at him questioningly.

"My turn," the stallion retorted.

He pushed on Nanashi's shoulders, and once again the dog felt crushed by an unbeatable strength.

"Imma breed you like a mare," he warned, positioning himself above the dog, one arm across the dog's back, standing on his knees.

"Wai- Aaaaaah!!!" the dog shouted as the giant Percheron forced his way into his tailhole again. "Mother of- hmmmmpf!!!" he shouted, biting the closest cushion.

"Oh fuck yes-" the stallion shouted in ecstasy, feeling his cock slide slowly into the dog, passing the median ring easily, tightly squeezed by the dog's abused hole.

His dick was about the length of Nanashi's forearm, and as thick as his wrist. The horse pulled back, then pushed again, burying himself a bit deeper, pushing the terrier's cum and pre farther with his blunt head. The dog cried again in the pillow. He was, indeed, being bred like a mare, by a thick Percheron cock.

Ben started moving back and forth, and his malehood began sliding more easily into the dog's rump. Each time he pulled back, fluids would flow out and run down the dog's balls, then fall onto the mattress. Each time he thrusted in, the spaniel's caged cock would spurt pre as the massive stallion dick compressed his prostate. The dog started panting and drooling. Within minutes, with each thrust, the dog could feel the massive stallion balls slap against his own, sending waves of pleasurable pain through his body. Because of the strong pressure exerted by the thick rod on his refilled bladder, Nanashi started pissing himself. Because of the cage, pee sprayed everywhere onto the mattress and his belly.

"Maaaan, what a mess-" Seb exclaimed, filming everything. "We should have put a dog bowl under him to feed him later-"

"He'll have plenty of ours, don't worry," the rat commented.

The dog got used to the stallion's size, but it was so massive that he could feel every detail of it - the veins, the median ring, every bump. Each time the stallion thrusted, the spaniel felt like his hole was trying to hold the cock back and each time he pulled, he felt like his hole was gripping on it to prevent it from sliding out. The Percheron was now going balls deep in him, he was snorting in his excitement, the sight of the smaller male under him, the tight grip on his rod and the smell of dog piss driving him crazy. He kept breeding the moaning dog like a mare, his muscular hips slapping against the dog's rump, until he finally climaxed deep inside the dog. It felt rather weird to the dog. He already felt full, but discovered it could get worse. The horse cock suddenly flared, stretching the dog's insides, as the stallion shot large amounts of hot cum into him, filling his belly even more. The spaniel came mechanically, without orgasming, thick whitish cum slowly flowing from his caged meat, forming gooey strings between the mattress and the plastic device.

The Percheron pulled out slowly, drawing much fluids at the same time, which flew through the dog's gaping hole and onto the bed with noisy splats. He let the spaniel's rump go, and the latter collapsed on the mattress, in the mix of filthy fluids, panting and drooling, his open tailhole aching.

"Boy, he handled it like a champ. Gimme his number, Dust."

The rat snickered.

"No way. You're gonna call him every night and he'll soon be so loose I won't even touch the walls anymore. He's my toy, find another one."

The horse mumbled, and Dust helped Nanashi getting up. As he stood, the spaniel felt slimy fluids follow the law of gravity, and run on his legs.

"You need a shower," he asserted.

"You don't say."

"You've got towels in the cupboard. Help yourself."

The rat slapped the dog's butt as he left, producing a wet noise.

While Nanashi was showering, the three males changed the sheets of the - fortunately - well-protected sofa. The spaniel came back, smelling rather clean, even if the rat's scent could easily be noticed behind the shampoo's.

"Ben and Seb, you're sharing the sofa," Dust said. "Nana sleeps with me."

Both guys stared at him, astonished.

"Someone else in your bed? Did your inflatable mattress burst?"

"Nah," the rat replied with a nasty grin. "I just decided I didn't want to get a single toe out of bed in order to piss tomorrow when I wake up."