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Andy woke on Wednesday feeling slightly sluggish and momentarily despising the noisy alarm he'd set on his phone. For a brief moment, he wanted to throw the small device across the room, but just as he reached for it, he saw a notification that he'd set the previous week and his heart began to race as he read the notification.

** PLAYTIME WITH JOHN TODAY!**

_ _ John Collins... the very thought of the buff Doberman made his mouth water and heart soar. His cock stirred in his sheath and he reached down, rubbing it beneath the fabric of his boxer briefs. He glanced over at the bedside table where a pair of blue STACKD briefs rested. He reached over and took a whiff and exhaled a heady breath, excitement racing through his veins. His paw dipped beneath the band of his underwear and--

_ "ANDREW!"_ an authoritative voice bellowed through the house. Andy hurriedly pulled his paw out and tried to hide the briefs beneath his bed. "TIME TO WAKE UP! BREAKFAST IN TEN!"

"OKAY, MA!" Andy called back and he sighed. The sound of his mother's voice had scared his arousal away almost completely.

Just wait, his mind told him. You'll get off later with your Doberman and his lion. He let out a relaxing sigh.

"Johnny..."

He kicked his blanket off and, after a quick shower, went back to his room and paused before starting to dress. What to wear? He didn't need to dress up for this--they were going to strip him down anyway. But maybe he should wear that purple jock that he's kept hidden away in the back of his drawer.

He swallowed as he pulled the jockstrap out, still slightly stained with dried seed from a hunky lion. He lifted it to his muzzle and inhaled the faded scent of a virile feline. Yeah, he couldn't wait to see what they'd say when they saw him in this.

Sliding it over his legs and lifting it up to his waist, Andy adjusted the pouch before going to examine himself in the mirror hanging from the back of his door. A slightly chubby, brown-furred wolf looked back at him with cerulean eyes. He'd never worn a jockstrap before and this certainly felt weird but...

"I feel sexy," he said to the reflection. I wonder if they'll think so too.

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Andy could scarcely contain his excitement all through the next day. He didn't really listen to much of what his teachers had said, spent his lunchtime fantasizing about what kind of naughty things they'd do tonight and, during the chess club, found himself constantly losing, his attention diverted to the mental image of being on his knees between a certain lion's legs.

He still remembered how the lion's seed tasted. He could almost feel the ejaculate on his face.

Finally, the chess club had ended and Andy couldn't leave quick enough. He walked with a brisk pace across the school towards the gymnasium. The football players were reentering and Andy surveyed the group for sign of his playmates. He saw Derek walking in with the crowd and waved. Derek looked over at him and Andy thought that the lion would ignore him, but Derek broke away from the group and walked over.

"Was wondering if you'd still be here," Derek said.

"I wouldn't miss this," Andy said shyly.

"Don't look so bashful," Derek said, his voice dropping and dripping with lust. "You don't gotta be shy after having my dick in your mouth."

"Shh!" Andy hissed, starting to pull away but Derek grabbed his wrist, pulling him back. "I don't want that getting out."

"That you wanna get dicked?" Derek asked. "If you ask me"--he looked down at Andy's groin--"you'd probably get off on getting caught."

"But... I..." Andy stammered, pulling his legs closer in an attempt to reign in his growing arousal.

Derek pulled away. "The captain's on the field, putting the equipment away. Why don't you go say hi?" And he started back towards the gym. "Don't worry, I won't shower. I know how much you get off on the smell of a real male."

Derek's words seemed to race down from Andy's flicked-up ears to his crotch as he watched the lion saunter away. Andy considered following--watching the football team strip had been a fantasy that had replayed itself in his head--but instead made his way to the football field where he could see the muscular, hunky Doberman, still in uniform as he began to maneuver the tackling dummies into their hidden alcove beneath the bleachers. John Collins paused after moving one more into its spot and turned to look across the field when he saw Andy walking up.

"Hey," John greeted jovially. "You look excited." Andy rubbed the back of his neck, grinning dumbly. John moved closer and tilted Andy's chin upwards. "You're still cute."

"C-cute? Me?"

"Adorable," John corrected. "So, tell me, are you wearing one of mine?"

Andy bit his lip. "Not exactly," he said. "Not yours."

"Oh? What're you wearing under there, then?" John asked, patting Andy's ass. His eyes opened wide. "Are you going commando?"

"N-no! I never go commando. I just--"

_ "Oh!"_ John gasped as realization dawned on him. He smirked knowingly. "I think I get it. Don't tell him. Let it be a surprise. I gotta finish putting the rest of the stuff up, then we'll head back to my place, kay? Wait in the bleachers for me?"

Andy had been excited throughout the day, just waiting to be whisked away by the buff lion and hunky dobie. But now, sitting in the backseat of John's admittedly junky four-door, his mind was racing even faster with every little scenario that he could think of. From simple blowjobs, to being spitroasted and... He squirmed in his seat, scarcely listening to the conversation that the two were having in the front seat as he tried to keep himself from jerking off.

Be patient, he told himself. They'll take care of you.

They pulled up to a small, one-story house and they got out. Andy found himself looking over the house and meticulously kept lawn before he stepped over the threshold. There were no other cars here--were they alone?

Probably. Don't need his parents coming in on us.

He followed the pair into a bedroom and he couldn't help but look around. The room was decked out in a strange hodgepodge of personality. There were two sports posters of a basketball team and a football team and between them, what looked to be a rock band. A model of a sci-fi spaceship rested atop a dresser. A bookshelf was filled with a number of different kinds of books, though the top two shelves were reserved for a number of volumes from an encyclopedia.

Curiosity worked through Andy as he walked up to the dresser, but he quickly caught himself as he heard a voice behind him.

"Looking for more to take home?" Derek teased, moving up behind him. Andy could feel his hardness press into his rear. "You little creeper."

"I was just--"

"Hey, wolf, the best toys are over here."

Andy looked over. John was seated on his bed, indicating the drawer in his bedside table. Andy walked over and kneeled before it, hesitantly pulling it open. He surprised at what he saw inside--handcuffs, lube, rubbers, a butt plug, geisha balls. And a ball gag.

"You use all this?"

"Maybe, but we'll start with these," John said, reaching into the drawer. He pulled out the lube and butt plug and closed the drawer. He set them on the bedside table and once more lifted Andy's chin to meet his eyes. Their lips locked rapidly and Andy felt himself rising as John's heavy paw kept his them close--one on his back and another behind his head.

Andy moaned into the kiss, his body reacting invitingly to the taste of John Collins, though his excitement quickly turned to surprise as he felt someone undo his pants.

"H-hey," he said as Derek yanked them down.

"Damn, is that my jock?" Derek questioned. He slapped Andy's ass and Andy bit back a heady breath. "Damn, that's fucking hot. How much have you used it to get off?"

"J-just once today."

"Once today?" Derek echoed. "Does that mean you used it more through the week? Is this your first time wearing it?"

Andy was about to answer but John had turned his head back and seized him in another kiss. John pulled them both down onto the bed, Andy kicking off his jeans completely. Andy pressed his body into the Doberman's, feeling John kneed his ass roughly. After a few seconds, John pulled away, blue eyes glazed over in lust.

Andy yipped as Derek gripped his tail tightly and lifted it, pressing something cold, wet and hard into his hole. John pulled him in for another rough kiss as Andy's hole clenched around the end of the object.

"That's one hole plugged," Derek said, moving around to sit on the bed. He popped the button of his jeans and pulled himself out. "Can I use the other hole?"

John gently eased Andy off his chest and Derek yanked Andy over to him. Andy's breath escaped in short gasps as every movement made him clench around the plug. Derek quickly pushed Andy to his knees, presenting him with his hard dick. Understanding almost instantly, Andy took the member into his mouth, sucking it down, feeling the barbs across his tongue as he took it in.

"Oh, yeah," Derek said, keeping a hold of Andy's head to coax him to take more. "Keep going."

"Don't forget me," John said, scooting closer. He had shed his pants and was stroking his member out of its sheath. Andy reached up to grip the Doberman, stroking it carefully. He eased off Derek's and moved over, taking John into his mouth in just the same way he'd done Derek's. He let the taste of John run over his mouth and felt a rush of pride as John let out a gasp of pleasure.

"See, told you he's good at this," Derek said, leaning down. He patted Andy's rear, making the wolf clench around the plug. Andy let out a small yelp around John's dick. "He's responsive too. Bet he's a screamer. You gonna scream for us?"

Andy would've answered, but John pushed him down further until his knot was pressed against Andy's lips. Andy inhaled the scent of John's musk, the smell making him even harder in his jockstrap. Then, John pushed him off completely, breathing hard.

"You weren't kidding," John noted as Andy licked up from the knot to the tip. "He's cock hungry."

"Bet his ass is too," Derek agreed as Andy reached up to stroke him. "Wonder if he's ever had someone else up his tail."

"Have you?" John asked, looking down at Andy.

Andy pulled back to switch back to Derek. "Nope. Never," Andy said before he swallowed Derek once again.

"Mind if I go first?" John asked Derek.

"I wanna go first," Derek whined. "If you go first, you'll tie him before I can fill him up." He stood up and pushed Andy forward, bending him over the bed. Derek lifted his tail to look at the plug. He tugged on it and listened to Andy whine. But just as quickly, John pushed his doghood into Andy's mouth.

"Make it quick," John ordered. "Or I'm going to tie you."

Derek teased the plug for a few more seconds before pulling it out completely. The member fell from his mouth as Derek pushed in, his head tipping backward as he let out a shout. Derek paused for a moment to enjoy the feeling, fully seated in Andy. Derek's head tilted back in pleasure as he started to thrust in, his paws holding tightly to Andy's waist.

"Ah!" Andy yipped before John pressed his cock against his mouth again.

Filled from both sides, Andy felt his cock push into his jockstrap, tenting the garment and soaking it with pre. Each of Derek's thrusts made Andy hum in ecstasy around John's length. Derek's voice rang in Andy's ears.

"Fuck," Derek huffed. "Damn, you're tight."

"Hurry up," John ordered. "I want my turn!"

The lion leaned down over Andy's back, pushing in as deep as he could. Andy felt John fall out of his mouth as Derek gripped his hair, pulling at it and pulling his head backward slightly. Derek's thrusts became harder, rougher, each one striking Andy in just the right way to send waves of pleasure through his body.

"You like that, you perv?" Derek said in a dark, heavy tone. "Say my name, wolf."

"D-Derek," Andy managed to say in a weak, barely audible voice.

"Louder," Derek ordered, thrusting as hard as he could.

"D-Derek!" Andy whined.

"Come on, scream for me!" Derek shouted.

"DEREK!" Andy yelled as loud as he could.

Derek thrust in deep and stilled, roaring in dominance as he came. Andy felt that warmth fill him and as Derek pulled out, Andy could feel the warm cum start to drip out. Derek walked around to Andy's mouth, presenting his softening, cum-splashed length. Andy pulled the cock into his mouth, silently relishing the familiar taste of the lion's jizz in his mouth.

John knelt down behind Andy, licking his clenching hole and tasting both the wolf and lion. Then, he stood, taking only the briefest moment to position himself before pushing in. Andy felt John's knot kiss his hole before the dobie pulled back and started thrusting over and over, gradually thrusting harder.

Derek pulled away, smiling at the specks of cum around Andy's muzzle as he stepped off to pull his pants back on. With the lion no longer in his mouth, Andy twisted around to kiss John, moaning into his mouth.

"Harder," Andy snarled.

"What'd you say, little wolf?" John growled, leaning down to speak directly into Andy's ears.

"Fuck me harder!" Andy snapped back, almost defiantly.

"You like it rough?" John challenged, starting to push in deeper, thrust harder.

"Y-yeah! John!"

John pulled out suddenly and flipped Andy over, hooking his legs on his shoulders as he pushed back in. His movements were erratic and a mixture of long thrusts and short, but each was hard, pounding into Andy's body powerfully.

John ground his knot against Andy's hole. "You want me to tie you?" John asked and Andy could tell that he was holding back.

"Yeah, please!"

"Tell me what you want!"

"Knot me!"

And John pushed in as hard as he could, biting down on Andy's neck powerfully. Andy's scream died in his throat as he felt John's knot forced into him, his hole closing behind it. John's cock was pulsing, pushing cum into the wolf with each pulse. Andy gasped into the bed sheets, feeling sated. He wasn't even sure when he had cum, but he could feel the unmistakable feeling of warm cum inside the jockstrap, socking into the fabric.

"That was hot," Derek said and Andy heard a click. He looked over and saw Derek with his phone, aimed at the pair of canines locked together.

"Are you taking pictures?" Andy realized indignantly.

"These are just for my personal collection," Derek explained. "These won't get out." He rubbed his stomach. "Feeling good now that you've got a hole full of cum? A tummy full of yummy cummy."

"Please don't say that," John said in a breathy voice. He leaned down and pressed his body flush against Andy's chest. "Thanks for playing with us. You have fun?"

"Mmhmm," Andy said. "I dreamt about this."

"Having a knot up your tail hole?" Derek asked. "Or having Johnny up your hole?"

Andy blushed beneath his fur, though he knew it was true. He had fantasized about having John Collins fuck him, to bite his neck and stake his claim. And the feeling of John locked inside him and the ache from where John had bitten him were proof that it had happened.

"Can you go get the pizza?" John asked irritably. "I'm going to be hungry when I pull out."

"Yeah, I know, pepperoni pizza, diet coke," Derek said. "You'll pay me back."

John let out a growl and Derek backed away nervously. "Right. Back in a few." And he dashed out of the room. Within a few short minutes, they could hear the sound of John's car starting up and pulling away.

"Sorry, he talks so much. You okay?" John asked.

"Yeah. Thanks."

"No problem," John said. "Next time, we'll use the handcuffs."

"There's going to be a next time?"

"Is there?"

Andy thought for a moment then clenched around John. John let out a hiss of surprised excitement and leaned down to nip at Andy's ear.

"There better be," Andy said.

"Maybe next time, I'll just use this jock"--John snapped Andy's waistband--"to keep that smart mouth of yours shut." He rubbed the pouch of the jock and smiled. "This thing is soaked. Guess you really like having a thick knot stuck in you."

"Yeah, definitely," Andy agreed. "But with all your toys, I bet you do too."

"Dunno," John answered. "Never had a knot in me. Just the toys."

"Wanna try to take mine?" Andy offered.

John thought for a moment. "I'll make you a deal. If I take your knot next time, I get to handcuff you."

"Does that come with a blindfold?"

"Of course," John answered.

Andy paused for a moment, having been joking about the blindfold. "Alright. You got a deal. Next time, that ass is mine."