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By Lykos Bane

Samuel Fraust scribbled his name along the final line on the technical report in front of him. Having crossed the last 'T' and dotted the last 'I', the wolf closed the file that signaled the end of the workweek; the end of another long drag. He squeezed the dbridge of his muzzle before rubbing his eyes. This week could not have crawled by any slower, even with the entire company in crunch for the upcoming system updates.

No longer distracted with the daily grind of the week, his focus drifted. The tech specs in the report before him were forgottesn by the time his head hit the back of his leather bound chair. There were more important things to think about.

The details of the document should be paramount to the Chief Executive Officer. The success of the company, his company, depended upon these upgrades. Almost everything required major overhauls with the upcoming release. Server clusters, network systems, back end, and a bunch of other technical mumbo-jumbo the lupine paid a team of engineers good money to tackle. In fact, the success of this release could bring him millions of dollars.

Yet, Sam had something more important on his mind. More important than the success of his company. More important than the potential millions. It had been the only thing on his mind since his husband brought up the idea two weeks ago.

"A threesome!"

The word alone was enough to send a nervous jolt through the lupine that got his leg bouncing in place. Samuel never considered himself "old fashioned" or anything. He never considered himself bound by the traditional standards of a relationship. Honestly, the old lupine was never very adventurous, which may come across somewhat prudish.

John changed all that. It was because of his mate that Sam can say he was more than just his work. The tiger brought it out of him. Somehow the feline convinced him to get off of the computer. It was the young feline's fault that Sam had jumped out of an airplane. It was because of the young feline that the old wolf could ride a motorcycle or shoot a gun. Sam would never have done any of those things on his own. Maybe it was the 15 year age difference.

Regardless, the wolf nearly choked on his food when John brought it up over supper. At first, Sam thought it was a joke. The tiger even smirked as the lupine struggled to finish his bite. This was no week long safari through the Congo or backpacking trip through Europe. Dragging someone else into their bed...for sex...was a far different kind of adventure.

Sam waited for the tiger to signal the end of the joke with a burst of laughter. John held a smirk, but remained silent. After a moment, the surprise of the unexpected question wore off and the wolf could only form one word.

"Huh?"

"You know," John poked the meat on his plate with his fork, that smirk faltering on his white muzzle. He looked a bit nervous to continue, "Like...a threesome?"

The wolf coughed, able to breathe again, "You mean...for sex?"

This time, John laughed, then looked shocked, "What?! Of course not. I meant for the dance on Sunday." The tiger flashed that smirk. He rested his elbows on the table, then his chin on criss crossed fingers, "Although I like your suggestion more, hon."

"And just who would you suggest we invite over?" Samuel asked, ears perked forward. Those ears always gave away his interest in something. He was a terrible poker player.

John's shoulders bounced once with a shrug, "I don't know. I didn't come up with the idea."

Always the joker.

This got the wolf to laugh as he tapped the table with a finger, "Alright brat." Sam liked the flick in the tiger's ears. The feline hated being reminded of their age difference. "Which of our friends do you want to fuck?"

The unadventurous wolf found himself getting a little more interested in the subject. John's expression told Sam everything he needed to know. The wolf's business acumen made it easy to read the feline even though the tiger didn't give off obvious signals like the lupine and his ears. He was ready to call the tiger's bluff. At the moment, it appeared it was nothing more than a proposal.

Sam found himself considering the tiger's question. While the wolf never considered himself to be prudish, the thought of such things as threesomes have never crossed his mind. He'd always been very satisfied with his monogamous relationship and vanilla sex life.

Knowing the tiger like he did, the wolf knew John wasn't suggesting this out of some type of boredom with their relationship. Sam also wasn't the jealous type. In fact, the old lupine viewed himself above such impulsive and petty emotions. This was not an attempt by his mate to find satisfaction elsewhere. No, this was just another adventure. And now the wolf could not get the image of spit roasting someone with his husband out of his head. It sent a pleasurable tingle through the wolf that made a slowly growing piece of him wish it was not a bluff.

The tiger remained in thoughtful silence before he shook his head, "I don't think it would be a good idea to screw around with any of our friends. Shit would get....awkward."

Samuel laughed and nodded. This did not seem like a ploy to screw anyone specific, "So, I'm OK with this and stuff, so we don't have to hmmm and haw our way around the topic, but I agree. I don't think I can bring myself to think that way about any of them. And you know me."

"Yeah yeah," John took another bite of his meat, "That little guy may not come out and play if you ain't interested as well."

"Exactly," Sam rolled his eyes. "I'd hate to embarrass you."

Surprisingly, John dropped the conversation after that. Dinner ended without another mention of it even. So, Sam thought that was the end of the threesome talk. It didn't stop the wolf from dwelling on the idea. He'd be lying if he said there was no appeal to it.

By the next morning, Sam couldn't shake the thought of sharing someone in such an intimate way with his mate. At one point, he found himself sorting through his friends without realizing it. Any time he was not able to stay focused on something else, he'd do it. The morning meetings fucking sucked! Sam found himself glancing at his employees, with that one question in the back of his head.

Which of you would I want to fuck?

And that was a path Samuel definitely did not want to tread. It turned males in his position into monsters after all. No. The wolf could not start thinking of his employees as possible sexual partners. Or friends for that matter. Regardless of how monstrous it made him, Sam still went through the whole list by the end of lunch.

The truth of the matter was, no one fit the image of being spit roasted between him and the tiger. By dinner the following evening, John had the solution to the problem.

"So how about a hookup app?"

Damn! It was the perfect idea. A horny stranger wouldn't be a friend or acquaintance. If shit did get weird, the awkwardness would end after one night. The wolf's ears perked forward, showing that sign of interest, "Hmm... That's not a bad idea." Sam nodded. "Alright. Make it happen."

This also caused a new excitement to grow in the old wolf. He had never had a one night stand. Another thing to mark off the ol' bucket list. The lupine could count everyone he's ever slept with on one paw and still have a couple fingers left over.

Sex had never been a big deal to him. Cruising the bars and singles clubs when he was younger never appealed to him, preferring an intimate night in with a significant other over prowling the local haunts for anonymous sex. This meant that while he was never wanting for sexual contact, his partners had been few and far between. Sam figured that John would be his last sexual escapade. Marriage had a tendency to make one think that way. Even after ten years of monogamy, Samuel felt no need to look elsewhere. He was pretty sure the feline felt similar. This was yet another adventure the tiger was taking him on.

And that was how things were left before the wolf lost himself in the system upgrade project.

A few days later, John told Sam he had found someone and planned to meet up. Three days after that, the tiger met the guy alone. The wolf was too busy and missed the date, but trusted the tiger's judgment. Apparently, John approved of the guy and actually managed to set everything up.

For tonight.

A knock on his office door brought the wolf out of his thoughts. He sat up in his chair, "Yes?"

A bespectacled face peered into the office, eyes magnified to almost comedic proportions through thick lenses, "Sir?"

"Hey Alex," Samuel lifted the file from the desk as he stood.

"Hey boss," the raccoon entered the room, "I was just coming over to get that license agreement. Didn't expect to see you here still."

The lupine looked at the clock, then back at the smaller male, "Neither did I. I'm just about to head out." The wolf handed the folder to the head of engineering. They had been working together frequently these last few weeks. "Here's the license agreement with the final approvals." It was amazing how long things could get delayed without them.

Sam followed the raccoon out of the office and into the hallway beyond. Alex placed the document in a satchel slung over his shoulder while the wolf locked his door. Both males walked to the elevator, obviously relieved that the end of the week was within sight.

"Got any plans for the weekend?" Alex asked after a quiet moment.

Yeah, _Samuel froze with his finger against the call button. _My husband and I are putting our dicks in a stranger.

"Nah," the wolf said after a moment, crossing his arms over his chest, "I think I'm going to spend the weekend recovering. It has been a long two weeks. And I imagine it might be our last weekend off for another few."

Alex giggled at his side, pressing his glasses up along his nose, "I hear ya there. You can't only have downtime while a program is compiling."

Both eagerly shuffled onto the elevator once the doors slid open. This time it was the raccoon who pressed the button, the one with the L. The doors closed and the countdown began. 34, 33, 32...

"How about you?" Sam asked. "Got any exciting plans?"

Alex shook his head, "Getting dragged to that new pony movie by the girls. That's about as exciting as it's going to get for me."

Samuel laughed. He'd almost rather admit to his threesome than that. Then again, that just meant Alex was a good father. No shame in that. "Enjoy it while it lasts, man. You'll wish their interest was ponies in a few years."

Alex laughed at this, once again pressing his glasses back up along his muzzle. He looked up at the bigger wolf, "I'm not so sure. I'm pretty sick of those ponies. Bring on the boys."

_Bring on the boys indeed, _Sam thought.

Neither male lingered in the elevator once the doors slid open. In the lobby, Sam went left while Alex went right. The raccoon stopped and turned toward the wolf, "Have a great weekend, sir."

"You too, Alex," Sam glanced over his shoulder at the pudgy raccoon, "Tell Tammy and the girls I said hi."

"Thanks, sir," the raccoon's tail wiggled behind him. He turned and managed a couple steps before something occurred to him, "Oh yeah! Don't forget the interns are coming on Monday." He turned around in time to see Samuel disappear through the exit, obviously eager to put this place behind him.

Alex shrugged. Oh well. It did not matter. The paperwork was signed and the project was in motion.

A silver hatchback pulled up to the curb outside a strange house on a strange street and sat there, engine idling. Inside, a rabbit gripped the steering wheel, eyeing the large house. This was it. The time had come and the young hare found himself growing more nervous than excited. One night stands were never something he thought much about, not even a bleep on his radar.

And definitely never one like this. Two older males at once? Yes please. And a pretty well-off couple by the looks of things.

Theodore Vaughn killed the Honda's engine and admired the sprawling ranch style home. He grabbed a bottle of whiskey from the passenger seat before exiting the car. A well manicured desert garden led from the curb to the porch. Brown sand the color of the jackrabbit's fur was dotted with a variety of cacti and other prickly bushes. Daily effort was obviously put into its maintenance. A concrete walkway snaked its way through the middle of the dusty yard and led to the front door.

If the expensive garden and large house hadn't made his nerves ignite anew, the Bentley parked in the driveway definitely did. What was he getting himself into? During his brief meet up with the tiger, Theo found out that the feline's mate was successful, but he never expected "Bentley" successful. Besides that, he only knew John's husband was a wolf. Theo had never been with a wolf before.

Theodore felt his feet grow cold and froze in his tracks at the foot of the walkway. The nervous fluttering of butterflies tickled his guts. What if he couldn't perform? He knew from his get together with John that he was attracted to the tiger, but what if it wasn't the same for the wolf? Or worse, what if the wolf intimidated him? It wouldn't be the first time considering the rabbit's size and, well, species. What if he was all bark and no bite?

It had been a few years since the rabbit even thought about sex, let alone had it. His experiences in high school can be described as dabbling at best, mostly paws, a muzzle, and one girlfriend that guided him over home base. College led to some experimentation, including a boyfriend he hit a home run with as well. That only lasted a few months before the hare traded nights of parties with nights of studies.

And now that it was his final year of university and the hare got a hair in his ass. A sexual psychology course last semester lit a fire within the rabbit. With studies coming to an end, the rabbit knew there wouldn't be many more opportunities to be adventurous. Once he started a career, that might very well be it.

So he created a profile on a hookup app, one focused on the more kinky side of life. Such as the threesome he was about to have. It took a couple weeks and more than a few, lets just say, quirky meet ups before he swiped right on John. The tiger caught his interest instantly. He appeared clean, intelligent, and fun. There was a definite attraction and mutual interest. Unlike the other meetups that didn't go beyond dinner, Theodor found himself making plans with the feline. And here he was.

"You're going to sabotage yourself, kid," the young rabbit said to himself and clutched the bottle of whiskey in his paw. "It's now or never."

The hare felt a new sense of determination come over him, a heat that melted his cold feet and sent him down the path to the wide porch. Blunt teeth hooked the rabbit's lower lip as he chewed on it for a moment, a nervous habit regardless of his newfound drive. One final exhale to dispel the nerves and the hare knocked four times on the door. It felt like an eternity, but was probably only ten seconds, before a familiar tiger opened the door. It was go time.

Theo grinned, "Hey hey!" His paw lifted to show off the bottle of dark rye whiskey, "I brought a little fire water to melt the ice."

John laughed and stepped aside to let the smaller male through, "Oh great. That shit always talks me into trouble."

The rabbit walked by the feline, "Don't worry, I'll be the voice of reason."

The interior of the house met the bunny's high expectations. Marble tiles created a buffer between the outside and the hardwood floor that covered the rest of the visible household. It was some kind of expensive walnut that prompted Theo to remove his shoes.

Once through the entryway, the house opened up with a large living room, dining room and even the kitchen visible. The living room was populated by costly furnishing, not the Ikea knockoffs that filled the rabbit's studio apartment. There was even an Eames chair in the corner. Who had those anymore? Beside the chair was a plump leather sofa and matching recliner. Theo found it odd there was no television until he noticed the projector hanging from the ceiling.

Beyond the living room was the dining room and kitchen. A hallway extended to the right, probably to the bedrooms as hallways tend to do. Theo briefly wondered which one would host tonight's festivities before a heavy set wolf appeared through one of the doorways. For some reason, the first detail the hare noticed about the lupine was the way his ears perked forward when his eyes landed on the rabbit, as if pointing towards the focus of his attention.

Interesting...

The wolf was dressed in a button up shirt, sleeves rolled to his elbows to show forearms that used to hold much more muscle. A loose tie hung down over a round belly to go with the large arms. A pair of tight dress slacks hugged his thick hips. The lupine wasn't obese, but he wore his age, showing signs of sag under his shirt and pants. Theo still didn't know what the guy's occupation was, but it definitely involved an office, desk and chair.

The lupine looked confused as he approached, "I didn't realize we were getting food delivery." He reached for the pocket in his slacks, "How much do we owe you?"

John smirked, "Another great first impression, hon. This is our....ummm...." The tiger lifted his paws and wiggled his index and middle fingers on both, "'guest'."

Theo caught the feline's 'air quotes'. The observant rabbit also noticed the red heat in the wolf's ears. The old dog displayed his embarrassment for a split second, long enough for the bunny to read it.

"Heh," Samuel extended a paw for a friendly shake, "How much to start this all over again then? I'm Sam."

"Oh man. There's no way I can put a price on that." Theodore laughed. With a firm grip, he shook the paw, "Theo. Pleasure to meet you."

Sam felt the pressure. He liked the confidence, "John didn't tell me our...guest was going to be so...young."

"Awww!" The tiger pouted, "Like I don't know what you want."

An overpowering sense of dread overtook Theo in that moment. He was 95% sure he heard that line in some horror movie. And he was 110% sure he was about to get locked in some basement sex dungeon. He could see it now. An excited reporter out by the street, jamming a microphone in front of a startled neighbor, who blindly stares into the camera, saying something like "They always seemed like such a friendly couple..."

That was the problem. They _did _look like a friendly couple. Hell, there was no actor, ever, that could show a split second of bashfulness like that wolf. No one can blush on demand. The lupine was nervous about this; a first timer. The tiger, genuinely into it. And the bunny was gonna fuck them both.

Stay confident, damn it, _Theo thought. His paws tightened on the bottle. _Confident...

"Well shit. We're wasting time!" Theo held up the bottle of booze with a playful grin, "Lets drink up, boys!"

Boys!?

Samuel nearly choked on his words and narrowed his eyes at the rabbit. The nerve of the bold, little shit. Who did this guy think he was? The rabbit must have been young enough to be the wolf's son, let alone someone that had any right to call him 'boy' in such an informal way. By the looks of him, it might be illegal for the bunny to even have a bottle of alcohol like that. Hell, maybe it was illegal to even fuck the critter.

The wolf growled in an attempt to regain some composure. He flicked his muzzle at the offered bottle, "Are you even old enough to be drinking that?"

"Nope!" Theo glanced at the bottle, then back at the lupine, "But it's OK!" The rabbit shook the whiskey, "My mommy bought this for me. She's cool like that."

Laughing at a stupid joke always made the wolf feel foolish, yet there was no way the wolf could help himself. His muzzle split with a snicker. Regardless of age, this kid had his wits about him. There was no denying the confidence on display from the little prey before the two predators. And he liked it.

"I guess she is!" Sam nodded and took the bottle before passing it to John, "Make mine a double, hon."

"Imma make them all doubles," the tiger disappeared into the kitchen.

By the time Sam looked back at the hare, he found the smaller male's eyes locked upon him. Something in the bunny's gaze unnerved the big beast. An unbearable sense that he was being studied overcame the wolf. He had to look away and felt small for doing so. Then felt childish for falling for such dumb alpha games with such a young male. It didn't matter. The rabbit turned away to follow the tiger into the kitchen the moment their eye contact broke. Maybe he didn't see the old wolf's reaction. There was nothing in Theo's behavior that made it seem like he saw this moment of weakness.

"Seriously though," the rabbit stopped just before going into the kitchen and glanced over his shoulder, "My mom did buy it." Theo winked, "For my twenty first birthday last week."

The lupine did not feel as foolish when he laughed this time, even if it was at the same joke. By the time he joined the two in the kitchen, John had three cocktail glasses half full of the brown liquid. A bit more than a double, but Sam had no intention of complaining. After these last two weeks, his nerves could use it, regardless of the adventure he was about to embark upon. It appeared their guest had no protests either. Theo already had a glass in paw.

"To boning!" The rabbit cheerfully lifted his cocktail to toast the coming festivities.

John laughed and followed the rabbit's lead, "Cheers!"

Both tilted their glasses back and cleared the fluid instantly. Not even a second after they both slammed their cups back on the counter top, and before Sam could even retrieve his own drink, Theo had it in paw. He locked eyes with the wolf and downed it in another single gulp, two cocktails, just like that.

Theo hardly grimaced at the powerful alcohol, "Not having a drink, old man?"

What the fuck? Who does this ass think he is?

It was the only thing the wolf could think, taken completely off guard by this attitude and posturing. No one treated him like that, especially someone so young... or small. The disrespect had the wolf seething, but unfortunately, it left him unable to respond as well. Theo stared at Samuel intently, as if challenging the older lupine; reading his reaction. It reintroduced that nervous sensation all through the wolf. This little guy was making him nervous and Sam hated that. He hoped his ears hadn't splayed.

"Of course he is," John interrupted, taking the rabbit's attention away and breaking the awkward silence. The tiger handed another glass to the wolf, "He's just not as fast as you asshares, apparently."

Asshare! Now that's a stupid joke the wolf could laugh at and he did.

Theo smirked as well, "I'll show you how fast us asshares can be."

The wolf regained his composure and held his glass up, grinning at the rabbit, "To harebrained plans!"

The rabbit returned the grin, "Cheers!"

Sam downed his drink like they did, playing catch up. The fluid burned all the way to his belly and he grimaced. It settled rough enough to kill any fluttering that might have been left in his guts. Not being much of a drinker, Sam managed to hold his composure for only a moment. Coughing came sudden and hard. It left him panting.

"Damn," Sam tried through pants. "I need...to drink more...."

"Here you go," Theo was already pouring another glass for him. Then followed suit for himself, his third drink in so many minutes.

Sam chuckled, still panting slightly, "I meant in general, you asshare." That name was definitely going to stick.

The rabbit set the bottle down after filling John's glass too, "No time like the present, eh?"

Without hesitating, Theo downed his next drink and gave the wolf that same damned challenging look. Sam had no intention of being lured into these silly games by the hare, yet his glass was empty a moment later and once again refilled by the bunny. Somehow he managed to stop himself from coughing this time, but the burn in his gut was more intense. John fared much better. The tiger managed to avoid falling for the rabbit's ruse and sipped at his second glass.

An euphoric dizzy sensation began to creep up Sam's spine. Four shots of hard whiskey would do that to just about anyone. It did the job though and sanded down the rough edges of his nerves. By the third glass of booze, the lupine found himself far more relaxed. This time, there was no toast. Even the rabbit sipped at his.

"Lets go get more comfortable in the living room, boys!"

There was that word again! _Sam thought, yet...did not have such an adverse reaction to it this time. He took another sip from his glass, _Thank god for the booze.

It was also more a command than a suggestion from Theodore. There was no hesitation in the rabbit either, as if he owned the place. He picked up the now half empty bottle of whiskey and walked out of the kitchen.

Sam glanced at John silently, brow perked much like his ears. The tiger smiled, then shrugged once. The wolf shook his head and stuck his tongue out at his husband before he followed their guest into the living room. Regardless of the bullyish behavior, Sam found himself liking the young hare. No one has managed that much back bone in his presence. And on top of that refreshing confidence, the young rabbit was easy on the eyes.

Finally, the image of the spit roasting that had dominated Sam's mind for the last two weeks had a third partner. Now, it included a young, dust colored rabbit, muzzle muffled by tiger cock while being filled from the other end by wolf. Sam looked forward to kissing John over Theo's back. It caused a swelling in his loins he knew his thin slacks would fail to conceal. That concerned the slightly drunk wolf very little as he entered the living room. Not like the rabbit wouldn't be seeing more of it soon anyway.

Theodore plopped down in the leather recliner. It was turned just enough to face the couch, probably for whatever fancy get-togethers these two hosted. He took the moment of solitude, no matter how brief, to gather his thoughts.

What are you doing!? If you keep challenging the wolf, you're going to get bit. _Theo thought, head swimming yet nerves fully put at ease. _Ice thoroughly melted at least. You can do this. You can do this. You can....

Repetition of those words helped him calm down even more. He had to keep his wits about him. Growing up a rabbit, and a slightly small one at that, made certain skills a necessity. Reading others was important to gain a sense of their intent, particularly in regards to predators. These skills were only gained through harsh lessons learned during his kit years. Thankfully, learning came easy to him and those lessons were never forgotten. Get over their intimidating features and most predators could be dealt with without the need of physical strength.

One thing was proved true early on. Predators react to confidence, especially wolves. The confidence nearly bordered on bullying, but if you never trigger their hunting instincts, most turn into big puppies. Cower and they give chase. This knowledge gained him much respect in his later high school years and definitely in his college days.

And now, he was going to put his theory to the ultimate test. Theo had never tried these tactics in a sexual situation. Most of his experiences were with more docile creatures. Another rabbit in high school. A mouse and a buck in college. That buck had been his only experience with another male too. Now, he was going to bed two predators.

Having watched John, it was obvious that the tiger was able to ignore those primal instincts or at least did not react to them. Sam on the other paw...the wolf was very easy to read. Eye contact, body posture, even reacting to the drinking game, every ruse gave the rabbit more information. Hell, he could see the wolf tense up the two times he referred to them as 'boys'.

Classic alpha posturing.

It may have been the whiskey, but the rabbit felt himself much more at ease by the time Sam joined him in the living room. Theo was unable to help himself now. Every movement, action and reaction by the lupine was under the rabbit's scrutiny. It was obvious the older male was succumbing to the effects of the alcohol. There was a slight sway in his tail that was not there before and the ears were a little more relaxed. The hare even took notice of the bulge outlined in the lupine's slacks as the wolf took a seat.

Theo flashed his blunt teeth in a grin. The wolf's confidence reappeared as he returned the grin. A simple result of whiskey perhaps. The rabbit wiggled his brow, then gave a brief glance down at the lupine's crotch. This got the reaction he expected as Sam's ears went slightly askew when they momentarily splayed.

There it is. Keep him in check.

John joined them a moment later, his second drink only half full now, "So Theo, how was your day?"

The rabbit shrugged, "Full of small talk and sitting around."

This got a snicker from the wolf, taking a turn to prod his mate, "Going to ask him about the weather next? Or sports?" Sam looked at the rabbit as John rolled his eyes, visibly more relaxed. "How 'bout them Rams, eh?"

"Oh. I've always preferred bears," Theo grinned at the heavyset wolf.

The innuendo was not lost on the lupine. Theo wasn't even sure the wolf knew he blushed again, but there was a noticeable flush of red in the grey furred ears. The poor guy must be walking a tightrope, trying to keep his confidence up without falling into a pit of nervousness. That would definitely be useful to the rabbit.

Sam tried to change the subject as the rabbit tilted his glass back and cleared his drink, "So tell us more about yourself."

"I'm Theo and I'm 21," the rabbit wiped the back of a paw over his muzzle, the last drink being a little messy, "But something tells me that's not what you're really interested in, wolf."

Sam looked confused for a moment, then the rabbit saw that spark of realization in the wolf's expression. It was followed by a nice blush that was growing on Theo. He was already thinking of another way to make it happen, although he let the wolf off the hook by turning his attention to the tiger.

"Unless that's the real reason we've been chatting these last two weeks, kitty. Pleasant conversation? Is that it? Because I can do that all night long," Theo grinned again, "Although I can do other things all night long too."

John took another sip from his glass, nursing that second drink for all it was worth, "Oh yeah? What else can you do all night long?"

"Come on," Theo smirked, "I'm a rabbit. You know what they say about rabbits."

"That they can fuck for hours," Sam blurted, obviously feeling the alcohol much more now. He laughed as well.

"What!?" The rabbit feigned shock, "No! That they can sleep all night long. Get your mind out of the gutter old man!"

John lost it and nearly spilled his drink.

Sam's ears perked and he growled low, "Asshare."

"Geezer."

For a moment, the rabbit thought his comeback might have been a bit too heavy to pass as flirting, but the wolf's sudden laughter put him back at ease. The alcohol really did seem to do the trick. Now everyone seemed relaxed.

"I'd hate to prevent you from your beauty sleep, bunny." Sam took another sip from his now half empty glass. "You could use it."

Theo felt his heart beat increase. This was it. These two old guys were probably as nervous as he was, but someone had to push things forward. He clenched his jaws, then forced his gaze to lock on Sam. The wolf's ears were both perked forward, a telltale sign the rabbit had his full attention.

"Then we better quit wasting my time," the confident rabbit said as he stood from the recliner, one of his fingers flicking the buckle of his pants open.

Theo owned Sam's complete attention as he stood. It almost looked like his ears perked as well, but those were rabbit ears for you. The young buck let his eyes dance over the obviously excited tiger before they fell on the wolf once more. It was tough, but Sam held strong and kept his eyes level with the hare's haughty gaze.

The rabbit soon gave a good reason to look away. His thumbs hooked over the waistband of his pants. In one smooth motion, the fabric puddled around the rabbit's ankles, underwear and all.

"Whoa..."

The wide eyed wolf was unsure at that very moment where the word originated from. It had to be from John as the rabbit definitely remained silent. At least, he hoped it was his mate and not himself.

An unexpected sight greeted the lupine. There was every reason to believe a smaller male would sport an equally proportionate, and diminutive, shaft. What bobbed before the rabbit was a cock that would look huge on the much bigger wolf. Samuel was never one to carry a tape measure around with him to make comparisons, but that was OK. His mind was busy working the calculations out for him.

There he was, the big bad wolf, made to feel small again by this smaller bunny_._ Sadly, this time there was no psychology behind it, nothing mental. He felt physically smaller than the younger male. Theodore sported a dick that easily dwarfed the wolf's, by a good couple inches. In length and girth. And it throbbed with a strength Sam had not felt in years, if ever. Not even when he popped a little blue pill or two.

It wasn't just the impressive cock. Why would it end there? Below it, swayed a set of testicles that could probably use more than two paws to properly hold. And they looked very full. The sight made Sam's throat go dry, tongue giving the wrong impression as he licked his dry lips.

A burning sensation built in Sam's stomach as the bunny shaft added fuel to the flames. He couldn't describe it. Anger? No, it couldn't be that. Envy? That would make more sense, but he was never one to be jealous.

Desire?

The thought made a chill run through the wolf. Did he want that cock?

Sam forced his gaze away from the wildly throbbing length, only to find the rabbit still regarding him with that studious look. He had been caught staring. Now there was that sensation again, as if he were being read. The wolf was at a loss for words as he looked away again. Thankfully, John came to his rescue again. The tiger managed to speak first, but it appeared he was on repeat.

"Whoa," the tiger gripped his knees in his paws.

"It's OK if you want to touch it," Theo informed the absent minded cat. "Would you like to touch it, kitty?"

Sam looked at his mate in time to see the tiger's eager nod. John's lip spread in a sharp grin before he gave his husband a hopeful look. The wolf was still in shock, his mind having trouble comprehending that the rabbit's length was real. He gave a slight nod of his head. A part of him felt good to be giving that permission, as if he still had the power to do so. The lupine wasn't stupid and knew he was hastily losing that control.

It took Theo a step to close the distance between the recliner and the sofa. He stood before the couple with his paws placed on his hips. The stench of rabbit musk flooded the wolf's sensitive nose as the cock swayed less than a foot away. It was even more terrifying...and impressive...this close. Much more mesmerizing too.

"Go ahead," Theodore spoke with a husky tone, giving the tiger the real permission.

Sam was pretty sure there would be no stopping his husband at this point, even if he were totally against it all.

John's paw lifted from his knee. It shook as it closed the short distance between it and the rabbit's throbbing flesh. Sam stared on in silent disbelief, unable to take his eyes off the impending train wreck unfolding before him; his mate touching a cock that was not his for the first time in ten years. And with someone over 25 years younger.

This was not the way Sam envisioned the evening going. Gone was the image of him and his mate spit roasting a silent and anonymous young rabbit, replaced by pictures of the tiger stroking the rabbit's massive cock. Somehow, he had lost control of the situation, yet his own shaft throbbed with increased vigor.

Sam noticed that the tiger's fingertips did not touch when his shaky fingers wrapped around Theo's equally quivering flesh. Not even when the cat squeezed down and got a moan from the excited bunny. John wrapped every finger around the rabbit's length, every finger, on both hands. There was still a good two inches that remained untouched, including the plump head. That seemed like an impossible amount of cock to the wolf.

And on a rabbit. No wonder the little asshare was so arrogant.

"You can touch it too."

The statement pulled the wolf from his delusions. It caught him off guard. Sam looked up wide eyed, only to find he had been caught staring again. He really had to stop falling for that trap!

"You seem to like what you see. Can't take your eyes off it and all," Theo teased.

"Ahem," Sam blushed hard and looked away from everything. He held a paw to his muzzle, as if covering a cough, "Uh....hehe...sorry. No, I mean...." The wolf stammered through his words. He shook his head and stood from the couch, "I mean...I'm good."

"Well...there's a little part of you that seems to like the idea." Theo just stood there, confident as ever with the wolf's husband still holding that impressive shaft. He gave a nod towards the wolf, who looked down to see the tent in his trousers. John gave a snicker as he noticed too. "Maybe you should just let ittle Sam touch it instead."

Sam's jaw clenched, unsure if he was being teased or....what, but his paws slipped down as if he could conceal himself from the two. The wolf never felt so inferior in his life, but felt unable to do anything about it. For once, powerless in a powerful situation. He was definitely angry this time, at them both, but that only made him a little more aroused. So did the jealousy he was definitely struggling with. Having never been in such a situation, he had no idea how exciting it would be. His entire form was aflame with desire in that moment, heart pounding and stomach churning.

And the rabbit knew it. The wolf could tell Theodore read him like a treasured book. He knew the plot inside and out, ready with a witty quote at a moment's notice.

"Let's go somewhere more comfortable," Theo suggested through something akin to a growl and moved a paw from his hip to rub between the tiger's ears. John gave that same nod again, the eager one, and released the rabbit's dick. Theo caught one of the retreating paws and guided it back to his length, "Just lead the way, kitty."

The tiger walked towards the master bedroom, with the bunny in tow. Theo glanced back at Sam, then patted his thigh twice, the classic 'come on boy' gesture one beckons a pet dog with, then followed the tiger down the hall.

Sam never expected to be the deer in the headlights, yet there he stood, frozen in the middle of the living room. So much for keeping control of the situation. Downing the rest of his third drink cooled the fire in his gut, but did little to wash away the flavor of jealousy and dread from his throat.

It took the wolf about thirty seconds to move. There had been thirty whole seconds since his mate led the rabbit to their room. Alone. By the time he went through the doorway, Theo sat on the bed with the tiger stripped of his pants.

"Nice," the rabbit gave a slow stroke of the tiger's decent girth before he stood up. The height difference, even with John, required Theo to tilt his head and lean up to press his muzzle against the feline.

Sam was unsure how he felt about the kiss. In fact, the wolf regretted not having a more detailed discussion about their boundaries. And there was no doubt in the wolf's mind where things would go. Especially when he saw the tiger's jaws spread to accept the rabbit's slick tongue.

Their bodies pressed together a moment later as the bigger tiger surrendered to the younger male's charms. Cheeks bulged with the intensity of the kiss as tongues freely explored either mouth. Sam was unsure of the last time he shared a lip lock like that with the feline and the surge of jealous only grew tenfold.

The lupine's confusion was easy to read on his face, but so was his arousal. The front of his slacks bulged outward while he stood there, jealous of the young rabbit and the intense affection being shared with the wolf's long time mate. Sam was unsure when he began to pant, but it caught Theo's attention enough for the bunny to break the kiss.

John gave a bashful glance at his panting mate. Even with the size difference, the rabbit's length more than made up for it and allowed their cocks to grind together without much effort. Neither moved beyond that, while Sam stood there stupidly.

"Oh," Theo gave the panting wolf a once over, "You must feel so awkward. You're way overdressed, Sam."

It was tough to enter the room, but the lupine found the strength. His body grew hotter with every breath, each pant filling his lungs with the hard musk of both aroused males. All three of them really, as the wolf's hung heavier than anything else. And it was really heavy. Sam felt dizzy from it.

"You should fix that," the rabbit lifted a paw and rubbed the tiger's ears without looking at him. They flicked around Theo's fingers before the rabbit applied the slightest pressure, but it was all it took to get John to kneel.

The tiger's nose was level with the young male's impressive cock. There was little more than two inches between, until the rabbit took a step back and sat on the bed. Theo's paw went out to rub the feline's jaw between a couple fingers, then drew the larger beast forward. John leaned in on all fours.

Sam took a couple more steps into the room, toward the pair, as his mate lifted a shaky paw to grip the rabbit's massive cock. There was an unbearable silence that seemed to stretch on for an eternity. John seemed mesmerized and never took his sight off the shaft held in his grip. The length throbbed noticeably when the tiger gave it a slow stroke upwards. A crystal clear bead of pre oozed from the swollen tip. The feline licked his lips.

The wolf did too.

"Is it OK if John sucks my cock, Sam?" Theo's paw returned to rub between the tiger's ears. John finally looked over at the silent wolf. The rabbit nodded his head, "Yeah. John's going to suck my cock."

Sam had no idea how to think. Regret grew in him that they didn't talk about what was permitted and what was too far. The wolf stupidly figured they would be working together in this little threesome. Tag team a mewling little bottom. Was a blow job too far?

Hell, the kiss nearly felt too far, but he could not deny the excitement igniting his loins. If it was too far or not, the tiger, faithful and monogamous mate of 15 years, took the wolf's silence as tacit approval. John's lips closed around the leaking cock tip before slowly engulfing the young rabbit's cock.

The lupine found himself confused by his jealousy as Theo's cock disappeared into his husband's obviously eager muzzle. This time, he wasn't sure why though. He knew it should be because the tiger had another male's cock in his maw, but it wasn't that at all. Sam was jealous of the tiger. The wolf instinctively licked his dry lips as he remained silent, watching John's nose press firmly into Theo's groin. Somehow the feline managed to take the whole thing into his maw.

Managing to look away, he found the bunny staring at him and probably had been this whole time. There was no doubt he watched the wolf the whole time, yet Sam didn't do the same. The rabbit saw him lick his lips. The thought made the wolf blush a little, which he hoped the darkness in the room would hide it.

"Come on, wolf," Theo leaned over the feline and took a hold of the tiger's rope-like tailbase. A mouthful of cock muffled John's grunt as the rabbit lifted it to display the feline's ass, "Let's split this kitty."

Being told what to do never sat well with the wolf. Yet he found himself unable to speak, driven mute by the ongoing events. His dizzy mind refused to process everything and left him in a susceptible state he had never been in before. The only thing left to do was follow the command. A wet spot grew on the crotch of the wolf's pants, easily visible through the fabric by the time Sam worked the buckle open.

Theo's stare made the old wolf feel momentarily self-conscious. The rabbit perked a brow, an expectant expression before the lupine let his pants fall to the ground, his throbbing length revealed for the first time. Sam kicked his pants aside before he moved toward the two with only his shirt on.

The rabbit approved of what he saw, "Mmmm....the cute wolf has a cute cock."

The comment made the wolf feel small yet good at the same time. The rabbit thought he was cute, but cute isn't a good description for a dick. The very last thing he'd call that monster between the younger male's legs was cute. Sam still had no idea why he couldn't find his voice, not that it would have mattered anyway. There was nothing he could say that his body didn't already say. The splay of his ears or the wag of his tail spoke volumes and they did both at the moment.

Theo's fingers traced the stripes along the tiger's sides as he leaned forward and took a grip of the cat's rump. Amazingly, John continued to work the hare's entire length with little trouble. It was all so surreal, his mate on his knees, lewdly on display, while he blew a much younger male.

"Fuck..." the wolf panted. He felt as if he were going to blow right then and there without even touching himself. This was exciting him far more than he ever thought possible. The emotional turmoil flushing his insides made his chest quiver and breath catch, even while it gave him an erection unlike anything he could remember having.

Even in a daze, the lupine's shaky legs carried him over to the bedside table to retrieve a condom. Regardless of their long lasting monogamous relationship, Sam still preferred to use a condom with his mate. Cleanup was smooth and the wolf was obsessive about efficiency. Rolling the latex sleeve onto his cock proved difficult as he pressed it all the way to the base.

Sam found it difficult to open the bottle of lube with his trembling fingers. Usually, his concern for efficiency extended to the application of lubrication, but not at that moment. Once the bottle was open, the wolf wasted little time messily slathering his covered cock and even less time mounting his mate. He gripped the tiger's striped hips and aggressively moved them into place before his dick easily found its target.

John hissed in discomfort at the sudden intrusion, but Sam didn't even register that. He was too far gone by that point, his need to get off too great. Through clenched teeth, the wolf growled while his lap ground into his mate's rump, followed by rapid shallow thrusts. Most of the old lupine's length remained buried in the tiger. Leaning over the feline gave a much better view of the way the rabbit's cock muffled the tiger's complaints. It was enough to get the wolf's cock twitching.

Two fingers curled under Sam's jaw and lifted it upwards, directing his gaze away from the taboo sight of his mate sucking another male's cock. Theo grinned at the rutting wolf before he leaned in and kissed him. The shock of the lip lock made it easy for the bunny's tongue to invade his muzzle. It wasn't the spitroasting the wolf had hoped for, having expected to be sharing a kiss with his mate over the rabbit, but it was still hot as hell.

A heat rushed through the wolf, setting the fur from his head to his groin on end. Claws threatened to dig into the tiger's striped hips as he pulled the feline flush with his groin, fully hilted. Theo successfully muffled both older males at the same time, one sucking on a cock while the other suckled on a tongue. Muffled as it was, Sam's moans grew in pitch until he sounded like a mewling puppy. The lupine's hips quivered before taking on an erratic and frenzied tempo, obviously tipped over the edge by the kiss.

Sam's ears splayed as climax overtook him, cock twitching within his mate before flooding the condom with his hot load. It was quick, much quicker than the old wolf expected. All the while, his tongue excitedly flicked about within the hare's maw. The kiss broke as Theo pulled back. It took a moment for the panting wolf to recover, but not the rabbit, a confident grin already plastered on his muzzle.

Dazed, Sam didn't waste much time pulling out of the tiger. John visibly clenched at the rough withdrawal which obviously had an effect on the blow job he gave to the horny young rabbit. Both parties looked over as the lupine stood from the bed, cock already reacting to the reality of climax.

Now was the time to stop this...

Sam considered that solution. Hesitation wouldn't have even factored into that decision previously. There was a benefit to doing what you wanted to do, whenever you wanted. Yet, he stood motionless. They both looked so disappointed. And the wolf suddenly felt disappointed as well.The lupine stood there and panted, once proud cock drooping back between his thighs.

"Mmm...don't worry kitty. The two of us aren't done yet." Theo finally looked away from the wolf and pet the tiger between the ears, "I'm still good to go. Would you like me to mount you?"

John had a noticeable shiver. The wolf hoped that was the cause of his nod.

Theo nodded as well, then looked back at the spent lupine, "Is it okay if I fuck your mate, Sam?" The rabbit nodded without a response, confident of the answer, "I'm going to fuck your mate."

The sense of disappointment increased by the moment. If this were a story, the wolf's performance tonight wouldn't even take up two paragraphs, if that. Unfortunately, this was real. A strange rabbit was really about to mount his husband.

The lupine never considered this as a possibility. An odd sense of possession overcame the wolf. That was his tiger. The thought of someone else mounting the feline made his guts boil.

_Why aren't you stopping this, _Sam thought.

Then again, his staying power was pathetic. While John wouldn't show it, there was no way he was satisfied. And this was something he was looking forward to. The tiger's happiness was very important to him.

So the wolf bit his tongue. He didn't say a word as the rabbit gently tapped the tiger's nose with his deep purple cock head. He didn't say a word as the rabbit pulled the tiger into the bed. He didn't say a word as the rabbit pushed the tiger onto his back.

Sam finally found his voice when Theo's paws caught the tiger's knees, spread them wide, then moved between them, "Wait...condom!"

They were the only words the lupine could think of. While Sam had worn a condom for ease of cleanup, he thought it was a good idea for John to at least play this part safe if it was going to go further. Besides, no matter how incredibly erotic the wolf found the whole situation, he wasn't sure how he felt about another male leaving their seed in his mate, disease or not. He retrieved one of their condoms from the bedside table and offered it to Theo.

The rabbit smirked and refused the condom with a wave of his paw that confused the wolf, as if it were a choice.

He wouldn't try to do this without a condom....

Sam thought the rabbit was going to mount the tiger bareback and John didn't look to be in any condition to stop him, drunk on lust. The bunny's charm was overpowering the feline's common sense. Hell, it was overpowering them both. The unexpected challenge curled the wolf's tail between his legs, unsure if he could stop the younger male's conquest.

"But..."

Theo grinned, seeing the wolf's ears splay and tail curl in such an ambivalent way. He let the older wolf stew for an agonizing moment before motioning to his throbbing length with a nod of his head, "Look at it wolf."

Sam did. Miraculously, it appeared as if the bunny's length had gotten thicker, the throbbing tip easily twice the size it had been. John's saliva coated it in a gleaming layer of slick natural lubrication.

"You think your condom will fit on it?" Theo asked.

Sam hadn't thought of that, but now he did. It bothered him to shake his head, knowing the rabbit was just too big. While those condoms fit the wolf comfortably, that monster between the young male's legs would break it.

"Of course not. It's too big, right? Is my cock too big for your condom?"

Sam nodded again, mesmerized by the unbelievable sight.

So big.

"Say it, wolf," Theo urged, pushing their little game into even more dangerous territory, openly challenging the older beast.

John looked between the wolf and the rabbit curiously. Sam knew the tiger looked up to him; viewed him as some kind of boss like figure. Now, put on the spot like that, the wolf wasn't sure how to proceed. He made eye contact with his mate, then looked away when the tiger grinned at him, as if he knew the inevitable was about to happen.

Sam exhaled, shoulders slumped as he deflated, "It's too big..."

"Too big for what, wolfy?"

"Too big for my condoms." Sam found the strength to look back at the tiger after a moment. His mate gave a slight nod before his attention moved back to the rabbit's throbbing length. A strand of pre dripped from the tip and splashed down on the cat's balls.

Theo started rubbing the tiger's hips, which lifted upwards off the bed. The angle ground their crotches together, much to the pleasure of both males. It looked like the rabbit was about to mount anyway, condom or not, and the tiger accepted that decision. The hard length followed John's dick, rubbed over the base and balls, then finally behind them.

Despite himself, Sam whined, a sound the rabbit really wanted to hear, "Don't worry big guy." Theo stopped rubbing the tiger's hips and let them rest back on the bed, much to the wolf's relief, "I brought my own. Always play safe, right? Unfortunately, they're out in my pants." The bunny leaned in and pressed his body down against the tiger as John's legs spread wide for him. "Why don't you go fetch it for me?" The rabbit gave John's chin a lick, "I'll keep him nice and warm until you get back."

Sam watched as the pair began another intense make out session, bodies grinding hard all the same. Unable to move, he just stood there, staring. About thirty seconds went by before their kiss broke.

"I'm fucking this kitty with or without it," Theo barked, order clear. "Now, wolf!"

That broke Sam from his hypnosis, obeying the young male's command with an urgency of chastised subordinate. Alex always jumped to attention at a barked order like that. Much like one of his subordinates wanting to keep the boss happy, Sam did great at getting the job done

Post haste, he was down the hall and at the rabbit's discarded pants in moments. Rooting through the pockets, he found the bunny's wallet and car keys, but no condom. Panic hit for the silliest of reasons. Sam thought he may have been tricked. An image of the pair madly rutting, flesh to flesh, filled the wolf's head. It filled his dick with blood as well, once again coming to life. Why was that image becoming more appealing to him? The image was hot as hell, but the reality of it would be different. He knew it was his cock talking.

No...John wouldn't do that. The tiger was smarter than that. Unprotected sex with a stranger is dangerous. He would stop the rabbit. The condom was here somewhere. Another search through the pants turned up nothing, causing a growing desperation in the wolf. Sam realized at that moment, he wanted to see his mate fucked by that wonderful cock, almost to the point that he was going to whine in desperation.

"In the wallet!" Theo called down the hall, "Come!"

Sam's ears perked and he opened the wallet, condom easily found. He was back on his feet and down the hallway in no time. The fact that the rabbit had used such a dog-like obedience command was lost on the excited wolf as he came back through the door. The pair continued to make out like a couple of teenagers on the bed, but broke the moment the panting wolf returned.

Theo leaned back on his knees again, muzzle wet with the remains of the messy kiss shared with the tiger. His cock jutted upwards from his groin, glowing just as much as it had when the wolf last saw it, "Good!"

Sam unconsciously wagged at the praise, holding out the condom, his excitement more than evident once again. Theo didn't move as he was once more offered a condom. There was another mischievous smirk on his muzzle as he gave his head a shake.

"You do the honors, big guy," the rabbit rocked his hips towards the wolf, making his massive rod sway. "Make sure I'm good and protected before I fuck your husband."

The words were nearly as hard on the wolf as the painfully hard cock between his thighs. Sam's mind raced with the realization that he was about to touch the rabbit's shaft for the first time. Shaky paws took hold of the condom wrapper and slowly opened it, careful not to ruin the treasure within. The lupine began to pant, as if opening the condom wrapper was some kind of monumental task.

It never occurred to the wolf that he could just fuck his mate at that moment. The whole reason the rabbit was about to mount the tiger was because Sam felt guilty about his poor performance....right? Here he was, cock hard and ready to go, yet the lupine didn't even consider that option as he gripped Theo's demanding dick.

There was a fiery heat that radiated from the young stud's rod, enough to spread and engulf the wolf's paw with it. He swore he could feel it flow onto his forearm too. Much like the tiger earlier, the lupine failed to close his fingers completely around it. Theo flexed his hips and humped Sam's paw a couple times as the lupine brought the rubber to the hare's tip.

Sam kept the length angled right so his other paw could start to unravel the rolled up latex sleeve. The thick purple knob at the tip of the rabbit's cock gave some resistance to the condom before the ring popped over the ridge and onto the shaft. It looked like the wolf was stroking Theo as he tried to work the condom on. The larger rubber only managed to cover about four fifths of the rabbit's length when fully in place. Finally, Sam stepped back, wearing a prideful smirk at his handiwork.

A job well done.

Theo was actually panting now, his need to rut now in overdrive. His growled words surprised the wolf, "Sit." He gave a nod toward the chair.

Sam did not even dwell on the fact the young man told him what to do again. A moment later, he was seated. Theo didn't move a muscle until he saw the older male take a seat, then gave an approving nod.

And that was pretty much it in regards to any attention the pair on the bed gave to Sam. Theo's paws were back on the tiger's hips and rubbed them firmly. John's body responded as if electrocuted. The feline played right into the bunny's trap and lifted his rump from the bed to press against the young male's paws.

Theo took advantage of the cat's presentation and dragged his paws from the tiger's hips to his knees and pressed them against John's chest. This angle gave the wolf a perfect view of his husband's ass and the mammoth rabbit cock that was now dangerously close to its intended target. Sam's claws dug into the chair, pretty much oblivious to anything besides the pair on the bed.

"Grab your legs, kitty," Theo spoke down to the tiger. John's paws replaced the rabbit's behind his knees, now willingly holding himself on offer to the rabbit.

The presented rump was beautiful, a result of regular effort on John's part to look good. Sam always loved the fact that the feline took the time to keep in shape for him. Although, now all that effort was being willfully given to the young male and the hare ate it all up. While the feline held his knees, the bunny's paws were all over him. One paw took a grip of the hard cat length while the other traced the valleys created by the tiger's glutes.

Theo's stroking paw released John's cock and grabbed the nearby bottle of lube. His thumb flicked the cap and squeezed a dollop of the viscous fluid over his fingers. Once slick, they went directly to the feline's already used ring and rubbed.

"I guess I should be nice and spread you open, right?" Theo worked his index and middle finger, massaging his way past the tiger's defenses and into him. "If the wolf's condoms don't fit me, then it only seems reasonable that you won't either."

John's nod was absent minded, but it made the wolf blush nonetheless. Theo liked the response and made the tiger gasp when he wiggled the two fingers within the panting feline, now up to the last knuckle. Sam saw the hare's wrist flex they moved the digits, finger fucking his tiger.

Despite the obvious need on John's face, the rabbit continued his focused assault on the tiger's prostate. Finger tips pressed firmly while they continued to simultaneously spread the lube and the tight ring of muscle. A mewl from the older feline made Theo grin, his work done. He once again squirted another generous glob of lube into his paw and groaned when he spread it over his magnificent cock.

"Alright kitty, keep those legs up for me," Theo's cock tip traced the tiger's rump until it found its intended target. The hare left it nestled against the feline's asshole as he leaned forward to rest his paws on the bed. "Are you ready?"

John's enthusiastic nod did not surprise Sam in the least. The young stud tested the waters with a gentle nudge of his hips. There weren't many sights the voyeuristic lupine could recall as lewd as the one before him. Theo's thick tip made penetration appear impossible. How could it possibly fit?

"It's time," Theo looked at the wolf as he said those words, and the wolf looked back.

It's time....

Sam failed to break from the rabbit's studious gaze as the moment came to a quite literal head. Theo held it, held everything, as if he not only had control of the situation, but control of time itself. They all remained in that moment until the bunny made his move. A hiss from his tiger caught the wolf's attention.

The wolf squeezed the arms of the chair for support as his world spun, the rate at which he panted border hyperventilation, enough to make him dizzy. The effort was apparent by the tenseness in the rabbit's hips, but it was enough to force the tiger's final defenses to yield. A ten year streak was broken in an instant when Theo spread John wide and sank in until the tailring tightened behind the head of the stud's cock.

"Gah..." The tiger couldn't manage much more before he caught his lower lip between clenched teeth, eyes screwed shut. Barely an inch was all it took to reduce the feline into a mewling kitten. "Mmmmm...."

Theo didn't move a muscle for another agonizing moment, probably needing to adjust to John's tight passage as much as the tiger needed to adjust to the stone hard club wedged within him. Gradually, his hips began to rock side to side, moving himself within the feline without thrusting, forcing the tiger to further relax to accept the hare.

"Ready?" Theo cooed to his captive. The enthusiastic nod was back. In fact, it was rewarded with another thick inch, much to its new host's pleasure.

The hare's display of how he would treat prey chilled the wolf. Sam couldn't remember ever hearing John make sounds like that, but gave them endlessly with minimal effort on Theo's part. In fact, the tiger didn't make much noise at all when they mated. None of the lupine's partners had, really.

Theo didn't remain motionless for long this time. The first sign of yielding and another inch was added, this time without warning. John's head pressed back into the bed as he moaned deeply, spread so wide.

Angled as the pair were, Sam could see their union. His mate's rump was wedged upwards by the rabbit's knees and made it much easier for the next inch. Someone gasped or everyone did, the wolf wasn't sure anymore. The sounds became a static, hypnotic drone while the train wreck continued.

"Oh my god," John struggled to form breathless words through his pants. "You're...mmm...you're so....big. I'm not...I'm not sure I can do this."

"Shhhh..." the rabbit leaned in and gave the tiger a gentle, comforting nuzzle to the chin. It did the trick. Sam watched on as his faithful mate took another two inches of that strange cock.

"Noooo..." John's eyes closed tight as more rabbit entered him, "Oh...fuck."

John's arms fell to his side, no longer able to hold his legs up as instructed. That was ok though, as Theo was there for support. With the feline's knees hooked over his shoulders, the young stud had even more control. He eased another couple inches in

"Shhh," Theo cooed again as the tiger cried out

Sam was shocked to see over half of Theo's dick within his mate. The old wolf was equally as surprised to find that he was still hard. That has never happened as far as the wolf could remember. He was always one and done, but not tonight apparently. Confused, a voice in the wolf's head attempted to explain it as the alcohol, but the other voices reminded him alcohol usually had the opposite effect.

No wolf, it's still hard because you're watching your mate get fucked.

Reluctantly, the wolf agreed. There was no other excuse for this. A fact that was hard to swallow was still a fact. These discoveries Sam was making about himself were upsetting, yet exciting. Mentally, he may be confused about his feelings, but physically, there was no question. He liked this....whatever it was. Humiliation? Jealousy? There was something about the rabbit that lit a fire in the wolf. Regardless, acceptance made it easier to take a hold of his cock and start stroking.

Theo used his weight to press the tiger into the bed. Instead of thrusting more into the mounted tiger, the wily rabbit withdrew to the point that his thick cock head began to pull free. John barley managed a breathless oh before he was cut off by the bunny's unannounced thrust, returning over half of that magnificent flesh back into the cat. Using impressive control, Theo maintained a rapid rhythm, but only used half of his maleness to torment the tiger. A few moments later, it appeared that the latex covered cock continued its invasion with far less resistance.

Then the next inch entered.

John's eyes went wide with a sudden bark that could have been shock, pain or pleasure. Sam figured it was all three, but couldn't be sure. He had never heard the tiger make a sound like that before. The feline found some strength and used both paws to grip the hare's thin hips.

"Uhhh....fuck. Wait wait wait..." John moaned, both parties going motionless.

"What is it, kitty?" Theodore wore a knowing smirk.

"Oh...fuuucckkkk..." John whined up at the smaller male, ears pinned to his head, "I've...." The tiger didn't want to say something. Even the wolf could see how his ears burned, "I've..."

"Mmmm..." the rabbit wiggled his hips, rewarded with a loud moan from the tiger.

There was something the wolf couldn't see here. A moment the two of them were sharing which he couldn't feel. Then it dawned on him.

"I've...." the tiger was very short of breath, "I've never had anything so deep before."

Sam blushed hard, yet still stroked his now inferior cock.

"Mmmmm...." Theo nodded, once again not moving, "That's right." The hare thrust in to the same point again, deeper than the wolf has ever been, "Good kitty."

Sam caught the younger male looking at him, but did nothing to try and hold his gaze. His ears splayed and he looked away from the pair. The words stung, actually felt as if they hurt, yet the wolf's dick continued to throb and his paw continued its work. This jealousy stuff was seriously turning the old man on.

On the bed, the rabbit no longer held off his thrusts. He worked what had to be a good eight inches in and out of the mewling beast under him. By the wolf's calculations, there was a good inch or more than he'd ever been able to give the tiger. And somehow there were a good couple inches that had yet to enter. Sam never felt so emasculated in his life, nor as excited.

John was off in his own world by that point, unable to do anything but moan his pleasure to the stud breeding him. He looked like such a bitch to the lupine at that moment, a wanton, horny slut. It was a side of the usually composed tiger he had never seen, even after all these years. There was no question that the feline loved what was going on, and if there was, the hard shaft sandwiched between their bodies was enough to remove any doubt.

Theo had yet to hilt within the tiger, instead continuing to use the first three quarters of his maleness. They must have been going at it for at least five minutes by this point and the hare still showed no signs of slowing down, but John sure was. The tiger rocked with each thrust, once again losing his grip on the bunny's hips to let them fall limp on the bed. He gave no retaliation to Theo's conquest.

The lupine's keen nose caught the tiger's scent through the mixture of sexual funk in the air. Theo must have caught it too because with one final thrust, he fully pulled out, much to John's obvious disappointment. He let the tiger's legs fall to the bed as he scooted back and took a seat on the edge of the bed. Spreading his thighs put him on full display to the watching wolf. Sam noticed those heavy balls dangle low enough to rest fully on the bed under the bunny. The rabbit's cock was somehow harder than ever, still full of throbbing life.

"I can't do all the work," Theo looked at the panting pile of stripes he left behind and patted his thigh, "Lets see if you can take this whole thing."

John found the strength to sit up, but still had trouble. The tiger appeared intoxicated as he managed to get to the rabbit's side. His jaw dropped open when he looked at the throbbing length that jutted from the young male's groin, as if he had never seen it before. It couldn't be possible, but it looked so much bigger now.

"I...didn't take the whole thing?" John had a genuine look of disbelief, "Heh...I'm not sure if I can."

"Awww, shut up, kitten," Theo grinned, throwing in an even more degrading term for the much older male. John either didn't care or didn't hear because he said nothing, just looked at the throbbing club of flesh that had so recently been in him, "You said that before, but look at you now, taking more dick than you ever have."

Well, there was no denying that. Even the wolf knew it and he had only watched. There was still a moment of hesitation before the tiger finally moved, accepting the challenge. John attempted to straddle the hare's lap, but saw the error of his ways. The younger male's cock was just too big.

"I think you're going to have to stand up to make this work," Theo snickered and patted the tiger's rump as if that would lift him.

John moved off the rabbit's thighs and stood on shaky legs, using a grip on Theo's shoulders for support while he awkwardly stood on the edge of the bed with a foot on either side of the rabbit. Theo had a good hold on his hips for further guidance. The tiger's tail flicked behind him nervously as he looked down at the waiting rabbit.

Slowly, the tiger lowered to an uneasy squat, but that wasn't going to work. At least he gave it a good three tries before he gave up that idea. Moving to a knee gave enough clearance and the correct balance for John to reach behind him and guide the cock back to its target. With no fanfare besides two soft grunts, the feline lowered himself back upon the shaft, to the halfway point.

Theo's paws took a guiding grip on the tiger's side. His other wrenched the rope like tail upwards to ensure the wolf had an unobstructed view of their union. What a view it was too. So much of the young stud spread his mate lewdly, tail ring struggling to spread wide enough to accept it. John squeezed the rabbit's shoulders while his other knee came down on the bed as another inch sank into him.

"There you go, kitty," Theo nuzzled the tiger's chin. "Almost there. I know it feels weird...new....but you got this..."

John tensed when the rabbit rocked under him, a smooth sway that tickled the tiger's insides, "It's...too much."

"No it's not," Theo said. "You're not used to it. Being touched to this point. You know...virgin territory."

It took a moment but those words finally registered with Samuel. The rabbit spoke the truth. John currently felt a sensation the wolf could never provide while the rabbit's cock rubbed territory the lupine would never claim. The words convinced the feline onward and he finally pushed downward.

"Oh....my...." John bared his fangs, actually hissed, "...god."

Even from his distance, Sam could see his mate's fur bristle and muscles tense. After a brief pause in movement, John noticeably relaxed. To the wolf's surprise, the feline sank fully into the rabbit's lap, taking every inch of that monster into his body. New sensations made the tiger squirm, as if he wanted more.

Sam's cock was ignored now, totally enthralled as the scene continued to unfold before him. A paw kept the flicking tail from interfering with the lupine's view. Every gory detail was visible from the way his mate's flesh was lewdly spread to the heavy balls grinding against his tail base. The condom was no longer visible either, meaning the couple were flesh to flesh now.

"Nnneh..." John mewled, "Whhhaa...." The tiger sounded confused, but couldn't make words. Sam discovered why a moment later when Theo's hips suddenly jumped in a firm thrust to move his hilted cock within the older feline.

"There it is," Theo snickered.

One of John's arms curled around Theo's shoulder as his thighs squeezed the rabbit's thin hips. The tiger's muzzle lifted toward the ceiling and he roared his climax as every muscle went rigid. Sam tensed at the sound, loud enough to announce his pleasure to the entire neighborhood. Apparently, the feline didn't care as he announced it again, in case anyone didn't hear.

The howl rapidly died to a deep groaned mewl, "Ohhhh....N....nooooo...." John buried his face in the hare's neck, unable to do anything but hold the younger male as he rode out his first hands free orgasm. The proof coated the bunny's sandy belly fur.

Sam didn't realize he stood there, muzzle agap, until his tongue felt dry. Apparently it was possible to get even more jealous and, in turn, more aroused. After years of being with that feline, and countless times mounting him, he had never managed to push John over the edge without touching his cock. And this young strange bunny comes along and does it the very first time, effortlessly. Not only that, but he had only just hilted for the first time.

Theodore didn't give the feline much time to recover. The very instant he felt John's climax subsiding, the rabbit roughly pushed the older male from his lap. The cat fell to his back as the thick shaft popped from his insides a moment later. Sam couldn't ignore how much cock came out of his husband. There was no way John took that much, yet there was no denying that he had.

Theo used the tiger's current state of euphoria to his advantage. There was no fight in John as the rabbit turned the feline onto his side, facing his lupine mate. As he moved to lay behind the tiger, the hare slipped one of John's legs up with a grip on his ankle.The snake of a cock slithered its way along until it pressed against the feline's still gaping passage.

Theo held there, "Look at that, kitten." The rabbit and tiger watched the aroused and staring wolf, "Old guy got it up again." The mated pair couldn't seem to look each other in the eye, bashful of their current situation. This got a chuckle from the observant younger male, "You two are so cute. Hey wolf! Look what your mate can do now."

In one swift, unrelenting thrust, the hare buried himself within the lupine's husband. Everything disappeared from view until the rabbit's sandy balls kissed the back of the tiger's white ones. It was too fucking hot.

Hardly a squeak escaped the feline, shocked into silence. John went limp as he was instantly reminded of the burning torment of Theo's entire cock. This time, he had no control in the situation, the bunny holding him in place to be bred.

Sam leaned forward in his seat. A paw managed to wipe the drool from his muzzle, some part of him still trying to maintain some civility, but was failing miserably at keeping the slobbering beast at bay.

"Want to see it again, Sammy?" Theo rocked his hips and made the tiger hiss.

The wolf answered honestly with a nod of his head. He did. He _really _did.

And the reward was marvelous. Theo leisurely withdrew from the panting tiger, all the way to the latex covered tip, only to slam back in. This gave the tiger his voice back enough for a long moan. Repeated, the sensation gained another moan from the tiger. Now there was no question behind the meaning of the feline's sounds. Pure pleasure. His eyes met those of the wolf, but the gaze was distant, glazed. John didn't see the drooling creature his husband was reduced to, a prisoner in the rabbit's sexual bliss.

Sam could tell that the hare and that magnificent maleness were the only things that mattered to his mate, then and there. Theo made sure the wolf under stood that as well, continuing to plow the old male's husband on their bed. No longer tense or tight, the tiger was more akin to a rag doll, rocked in time to the rabbit's rhythm. Each rapid thrust ensured the feline fell more under the young stud's spell.

Theo's motions grew shorter, more focused, as he took advantage of his conquest to the fullest. To the wolf's amazement, his mate took it all too. And continued to take it.

Over time, the rabbit's motions grew rougher, more erratic and frenzied. Instead of long full thrusts, Theo kept most of himself within the tiger, moving about two inches in and out. John mewled, lost in his own world. His spent cock still showed some lift as it swayed to the hare's tempo.

Theo whispered something which caused the tiger's ears to perk, then splay. John noticeably blushed, "What?" Then shook his head, "You...You can't..."

The bunny didn't like that answer, punishing the tiger with a couple full thrusts of his hips before thrusting shallowly again. John mewled loud, then whined.

"Then stop me," Theo panted through clenched teeth, paws clutching the tiger tighter.

"Oh....goodddd...." John whined, "Fuck....Sam....Theo's going to...." The tiger whimpered, eyes closed as the rabbit pressed hard, "...cum in me."

_What?! _Sam couldn't quite say the word, the chill up his spine effectively froze the word in his throat.

Not that it mattered. Theo announced his climax with a squeak befitting a rabbit like himself, and not a stud that just railed some guy's husband. A moment later, the rabbit's body tensed, lap firm against his mate's rump. That monster was fully hilted. The young stud's balls trembled and churned in their sack as they emptied their contents.

Sam remained speechless, jaw open and eyes wide. His ears were definitely perked. Theo didn't, did he? He wouldn't. What about the condom? Worry rushed through the wolf, thoughts of his mate ruined forever by some disease filled stranger. The rabbit didn't really cum in his mate, did he?

No one moved a muscle for an excruciating moment. The wolf found himself trembling, staring in shock at the two on the bed. John met his gaze, or at least tried to, but still appeared lost in his own little world still.

Finally, Theo moved. Sam's eyes locked to their union as the rabbit began to pull his spent shaft free of the exhausted tiger. As more and more of the cursed shaft appeared, sans latex protection, the wolf felt like crying. Where was it? Had it broken and fallen off?

Over half of the monster pulled out before the condom ring appeared, followed by the bunched up latex. An overwhelming sense of relief hit the wolf. It hadn't fallen off, but had worked its way up. Sam sighed as a huge weight lifted from his shoulders. He found the rabbit wearing a wicked grin.

Fucking Asshare!

The cock finally popped free, followed by yet another shocking surprise. While it was still intact, the reservoir at the tip looked as if it were about to inflate from the amount of semen in it. Theo pumped so much cum that it had backed up along the condom and nearly sprayed out from around the ring. Thank god it stayed on!

Theo left the stunned tiger on the bed and moved to stand. A finger hooked inside the condom and carefully worked it off his spent shaft. Carelessly, the rabbit discarded the full sleeve on the ground. The lupine looked from the condom to the bunny and remained seated. Not a word was spoken between them as the hare approached the wolf, placed a paw between his ears, and directed Sam's muzzle toward his spent cock.

And Sam didn't put up an ounce of fight. The older male's lips spread to accept the messy cock into his mouth. He never looked away from the rabbit's strong gaze as he closed his muzzle around the tip. A strange thrill ran through him the moment the musky flavor hit his tongue, somehow salty, sweet and sour at the same time. More pressed in and his tongue flicked along every inch, seeking out more of that wonderful flavor. A good six inches pressed in before the tip pressed to his throat and the taste changed.

When the tip pressed into his throat, Sam realized his tongue now worked along the portion of Theo's cock that the condom didn't protect from John's rump. The thought made the wolf growl, unexpectedly doing yet something else he never thought he would do. And that dirty thrill made the lupine lick harder, further exciting him. Since the rabbit had unloaded, Sam was able to swallow the entire length and push his nose into the matted fur of the bunny's belly. The sticky result of John's paw free climax coated Sam's muzzle tip, the mess caused by the exact cock that was leaking down his throat.

"Mmmmm," Theo's paw between his ears rubbed the fur, but didn't hold the wolf's head there, "Good boy! Even spent, that's an impressive amount of cock you have down your throat."

Sam hardly reacted to being called boy by the younger male now or the praise spoken down to him. Theo panted and pulled back until the wolf's canines hit his thick cock tip, then easily slid back in to the hilt. The lupine felt the rabbit's balls on his chin as his nose got another coating of tiger cum. The next time the hare withdrew, he pulled all the way out. The big wolf panted heavily through a muzzle covered in drool and cum, but at least the young male's cock was now clean.

"Look at that kitten," Theo cooed, "I think the old guy is learning something about himself."

Sam manged to look at his mate and found John grinning back at him. Had he watched the whole thing? Even if he hadn't, there was no hiding his raging erection or messy muzzle. The humiliation made him blush harder. A paw rubbed between his glowing ears.

"Thanks for the good time you two," Theo grinned down at the wolf, "Now, why don't you go do something else new with your mate? I bet you've never taken that tiger twice in a night." The rabbit walked to the doorway, "I'm going to hit the John..." The bunny snickered at his own joke, "...then hit the hay. I'll take the couch. Don't worry. I can find it."

With that, the mated pair were left alone for the first time since that evening started. John hardly moved on the bed besides rolling onto his belly, exhausted. Sam sat there as his mind rushed through the events of the past couple hours. That rabbit came here, seduced his husband....seduced both of them....then had his way. The wolf never expected things to turn out that way.

Nor that he would like it so much. He got off once already, after lasting half a minute, and now he was hard again. His tongue and muzzle tasted of a exquisit mixture of rabbit and tiger, a flavor he found very appealing. That civilized voice was trying to convince him otherwise, but there was a craving growing in the lupine. He never rimmed the tiger before, never even considered it, yet once that cock was in his mouth, he savored every inch of it.

A grin spread on the wolf's muzzle. Fuck it. He liked it. So he let his guard down for one night. This was a one time thing and there was no way he would let emotions ruin it. Not now. It was too late for that. Sam wanted nothing more than to be within his mate. In his eagerness, he knocked the chair over as he stood, the sound alerting his snoozing tiger. John perked his ears when he felt a weight upon the bed, which then moved over him. This time, the wolf didn't even bother with a condom. The old wolf drained his balls a second time in one night.

Another new experience, as ordered by the rabbit.

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