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This is a work of fiction. Unless otherwise indicated, all the names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents in this story are either the product of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. All characters are of legal and consenting age, likewise if you are reading this story you should be of legal age in your respective country.

Colin Curry stuck out like a sore thumb in the big city, not only from his Australian accent, but also the clothes he wore along with the camera he carried to take happy snaps of nearly everything he saw. Part of a tour group of youngsters that pooled their money together to get a cheaper fare in order to see the world, the spry young Dingo trodded around the city streets with his large backpack on looking more like he was about to go climb Everest rather than sightseeing in the USA. The pack looked and was indeed rather heavy, but the young slender dingo was rather wiry, stronger than he looked. With a sparkle in his eye and the sun beating down on his reddish fur, the mutt's tail never stopped wagging as if it were Christmas already.

The small group of young furs made their way through winding streets to their backpackers lodge and settled in for the night, sleep claiming them as the jetlag settled in. They would be around for a couple days at least before heading up to Niagara Falls and heading into Canada too. But for now, Colin dreamed of exploring all the famous sites he'd seen on television all through his childhood.

The first two days were spent at very touristy sites where the dingo snapped hundreds of photos, all being uploaded on his small laptop when he got back to the backpackers. Sorting everything into albums for later use when he got back home eventually. As the day wound down into night and the city that never sleeps proved to be true, Colin felt it calling his name as if his adventures were far from over. Going bunk to bunk to try rouse one of the other members of the group, Colin was not deterred when no one wanted to join him in seeing the nightlife.

With a rather warm evening on the cards, the dingo donned a pair of baggy cargo shorts and a light button up Hawaiian print shirt. His sharktooth necklace tucked inside as a lucky charm as he hit the streets in search of adventure. As luck would have it, not far from the lodge his ears caught the sound of lively music just down an alleyway. Heading down the stairs he saw the small neon sign above the doorway stating this was the "Hoof and Claw" nightclub, judging by the images depicted in cheesy neon lights it was a place for all species to come hang out.

Heading inside the atmosphere was lively, plenty of people both young and old were either busting it up on the dance floor, or sitting in booths around the outside of the room having lively conversations. Seeing no booth free, Colin made his way over to the bar where a friendly looking squirrel in a sleeveless vest and black thong took his order. The dingo thought the attire was a bit odd, but this was the big city and it was probably considered normal for barmen to dress like that here. Not wanting to overdo it too soon, the dingo stuck with just a simple single shot of rum and coke to begin with. Leaning back against the bar as he looked out around the crowd, trying not to stare at the shapely behind of a slender rabbit working the dance floor. Especially when they turned around and it was revealed the rabbit was in fact male, his tight leotard doing little to hide his impressive bulge.

Before the dingo finished his first drink, he was tapped on the shoulder by the barman and handed another drink. Looking confused for a moment, the barman simply smiled and nodded down to the other end of the bar where a plain looking donkey sat. Colin raised his glass in thanks, to which the donkey smiled and made his way over.

"Couldn't help but notice your attire! Not from around here, are you?" The donkey spoke with a raised voice to be heard over the music.

"Nah mate, I'm from Aus!" Colin replied with a friendly smile to his new friend.

"Is that so? Well welcome to America, land of the fat and free, just not fat free. We like everything deep-fried around here!" The donkey joked, which earned a laugh from the dingo. The conversation and drinks began to flow more freely after the ice was broken. Colin sharing funny stories about his hometown back down in Aus, while the donkey whose name he learned was Perry Becker, or Berry Pecker to his friends, gave him the ins and outs of the city.

A couple drinks in however and Colin felt himself getting a little tired, figuring it was just lingering jetlag still. He tried to fight it, shaking his head to clear the growing fog and blinking his eyes hard a few times. Perry noticed this and asked if he was okay, the dingo affirmed he was but needed to sit down somewhere more comfortable.

"Follow me, I know the owner here so he won't mind if we head back into one of the VIP rooms. It'll be quieter back there as well" Perry offered with a friendly smile before helping the stumbling Colin to his feet. Heading through the crowd overflowing from the dance floor, Colin didn't notice a shared grin and nod between Perry and a large Doberman sitting nearby.

The VIP room was very plush looking, rich black fake leather sofas with a sturdy table that had an odd glass dome in the middle. A few smaller black domes in the ceiling, obviously security cameras Colin thought, which made sense given this was a private room and they wanted to make sure nothing bad happened back here.

"You forgot your drinks" the large Doberman from before offered with a thick German accent as he stepped inside the room and placed two fresh glasses down for the donkey and dingo.

"Thanks Herman, you're the best" Perry replied with a knowing smile at the canine as he sat down on the opposite side of Colin. With the music mostly drowned out to a more tolerable level once the door was closed on the VIP room, the conversation was much easier, requiring less shouting. Again the conversation and drinks flowed, Colin's head getting foggier and foggier with each one, his gaze unfocused as he battled to follow the conversation. Feeling half asleep like he was in a dream, he only partially remembered being asked questions.

"What's your full name, current relationship status and sexual preference?" Perry asked with a grin, watching the dingo smile and try focus on his face.

"C'mon Perry, you know my name is Colin Curry. Broke up with me girlfriend a couple months ago, s'why I came on this trip. Looking for more bitches to bang!" the dingo exclaimed with a laugh.

"Ever been with another guy before?" Perry continued, smirking and shaking his head at the youthful dingo. The Bocsy was really doing its job on the skinny canine, the drug a mixture of a strong aphrodisiac mixed with a mild sedative to have an almost roofie like effect. The dingo wouldn't fall asleep, but he would be at the right level of consciousness to be making errors in judgment and not be held back by inhibitions.

"Nah, not into that, mate" Colin chuckled a little nervously before looking quizzically at the donkey. "So why'd they call you Berry Pecker?" he suddenly asked, his brows furrowed as if contemplating the meaning of the universe or some other deep question.

"Let me show you!" Perry replied with a laugh, giving the Doberman a sly wink. Shifting in his seat, the donkey worked his trousers open before pushing them down about his thighs. A brightly colored pink and blue shaft lay flaccid over his thigh, along with a matching pair of equally colorful balls below.

"Wow..." Colin stated simply, staring at the sight before him. The fact the straight dingo didn't coil back in revulsion and actually kept staring curiously was a good sign he was well under the effects of the Bocsy.

"It tastes even better than it looks, want to give it a try?" Perry offered in a friendly manner, is if he were offering the dingo a little treat. With a drunk giggle Colin nodded and leaned in and gave the equines shaft a sloppy lick along one side.

"Tastes like berry ice-cream!" Colin exclaimed in surprise as he tried to sit up, only to feel a hand at the back of his head guiding him back down. Only this time that multi-colored shaft slipped past his open lips and into his waiting maw. The dingo offered no resistance as he was fed the slowly swelling and stiffening colorful cock while unnoticed to the side of them, the Doberman still remained watching. Only now he was grinning as he held a small hand held camera to record the action. Making no sound as he let the pair enjoy themselves.

The camera in the Doberman's hands, along with the high definition one in the glass dome on the table, as well as various others in the room caught the action in exquisite detail as the dingo gave his first blowjob. Perry's hand at the back of the canines head as he gently rolled and bucked his hips into the unskilled canine mouth, his breathing getting hotter and heavier the longer they went, until with a snort and little nicker his colorful length pulsed hard as he began firing off his sweet tasting seed into the back of Colin's throat.

"What the hell dude, you trying to choke me to death!" the dingo laughed as he swallowed most of the donkeys load, wiping his muzzle with the back of his hand.

"My bad, that was just really good. I think it deserves a reward..." Perry offered with a sly grin, already pushing the dingo to lean back against the seat as he undid and removed his khaki's along with his underwear. All the while the dingo watched with a drunken grin, laughing as the donkey's hands began caressing his bare sheath and soft furred orbs. It had been a while since he'd gotten any action and Perry's touch did feel rather nice, within short order the dingo's red rocket would begin poking free and lightly bobbing above his flat tummy. Quietly the Doberman shifted to the side to get a better angle as Perry lifted the canine's shaft to his lips, slowly sinking his muzzle down over the already drooling cock. Colin groaned and reached down to grab a handful of the equines mane, his hips starting to roll up into the expert muzzle sucking on his rod, his eyes drifting closed as if imagining a beautiful woman was doing this.

Just as soon as it started, the warm suckling around his cock vanished, causing Colin to open his eyes with a pitiful whine. The whine turning into a surprised bark as his legs were lifted over Perry's shoulders and he was tugged further down on his seat. The warm suckling relocated as Perry managed to pop both the dingo's soft furred balls into his mouth, his thick tongue rolling them around as he lavished them with attention. Colin loved having his balls played with and sucked, but none of his past girlfriends ever wanted to do it to him. With his arousal at an all-time high, combined with the precarious position he now found himself in, the dingo felt the warmth of his own precum hitting his muzzle and ace as his cock throbbed and pulsed harder than ever before in his life. But the pleasure didn't stop there, popping the dingo's fuzzy sack from his maw, Perry moved lower as his thick tongue washed down over the mutt's tail hole.

"Jeezus Chroist!" the canine exclaimed, his hips giving a rough buck at the unexpected pleasure. He'd heard of rimming before, but had thought of it as nasty and not something he'd ever be into. But here with his legs up in the air and the thick donkey tongue lavishing his tender little rusty wagon wheel with attention, it felt amazing. A deep panting groan began escaping the dingo as he closed his eyes again to enjoy the new sensations, all while the Doberman leaned in close to get a close up of the action. Zooming in as the donkey's tongue was soon replaced by a thick thumb circling the tight little clenched opening, gently tracing around it with ever increasing pressure until finally it popped inside and earned a soft whine from Colin.

As if to sooth the dingo, Perry leaned up to take his throbbing red rocket back into his skilled sucking muzzle. Only now he carefully timed the bobbing motions of his muzzle to be in time with his thumb starting to pump in and out of the dingo's rear. It seemed to do the trick as Colin calmed down and even began to press back against his thumb. The Doberman reached into his pocket and withdrew a small tube of lube, reaching over and pouring a little over the donkey's thumb to help prepare the unsuspecting mutt. Soon one digit turned into two and eventually three as Colin groaned and squirmed between the hot mouth working his cock to the point of climax, but never quite letting him get there. Every time his cock began to pulse and throb harder as his climax approached, Perry would pull off him and instead begin kissing and licking his balls. All while three thick fingers worked diligently below the now rather damp sack.

The fingers were withdrawn from under Colin's tail finally with a relieved sigh from the mutt, at least until he felt his legs over Perry's shoulders being lifted a bit higher. Opening his eyes finally, Colin would be face to face with a grinning donkey as a pressure built under his tail, with a little pop the equines flared tip entered him. Colin's eyes went wide as the sensation didn't stop there, Perry panted hotly mere inches from the canine's lips as an uncomfortably full feeling grew in the slender canine. All while the Doberman had the hand held camera angled up between Perry's legs to capture the view of that thick multi-colored shaft deflowering the tourist.

"Perry...you're fuckin me ass, mate..." Colin mumbled with a note of surprise as the donkey's hips finally met the backs of his thighs.

"Yeah, feels fucking great!" Perry replied with a grin as he leaned down to press a kiss to a startled Colin's lips. Colin would stare wide eyed at Perry as he forcefully made out with the stunned canine, but his hips wouldn't remain still though. The donkey slowly pulled back a little over half way before reversing direction and bucking back into the canine. Colin would grunt into the kiss, too shocked to move as his new friend began fucking him with increasing speed. In a heartbeat the soft clapping of flesh on flesh filled the room, drowning out the soft music outside as Perry rutted the young canine. While the pair was suitably indisposed, the Doberman reached beneath the table and pressed a little buzzer as he made sure to record the entertainment. A soft voice was heard over an intercom with a simple "Yes?" to which Herman replied a single word "rabbit" and the intercom buzzed once before falling silent.

Colin found himself on his hands and knees now with Perry leaning over him, hips slapping against his firm backside as the donkey's berry ice-cream flavored cock thrust under his fluffy tail and those equally colorful orbs tapped against his own again and again. The dingo's ears twitching as a sudden burst of noise entered the room, but vanished as soon as it began. The Doberman looked over at the room's new occupant and gave a curt nod, at which the sound of ruffling clothing was heard. The soft hand of the donkey stroking his red rocket would be replaced with something else, something familiar. A warm slick warmth began to work back and forth along his shaft, but Colin still felt Perry nipping at his scruff dominatingly. Opening his eyes and peering down, the dingo was surprised to see the rabbit he'd mistaken for a woman earlier bobbing his short muzzle along his cock. Only now the rabbit was just as nude as he was, sporting a rather impressive length that almost rivaled Perry's, but in a more normal pink hue only.

The rabbit rolled fully onto his back as Perry guided Colin down over him, a hand at the back of the dingo's head guiding his muzzle down onto the waiting rabbit cock while the rabbits muzzle never left his. With the canine and lapine in a sixty-nine position with the donkey stuffing the canines tail, Herman slowly panned from Colin's mouthful of rabbit cock around the side to record the mutt bucking down into the waiting rabbit mouth before pressing back onto the thick multi-colored length splitting his cheeks. For the second time that night Colin would take another load from Perry, only this time he wouldn't taste it, but he would feel the warmth spreading through his gut as the donkey unloaded both barrels up his tailpipe.

With one last nip to Colin's scruff, Perry slowly withdrew his softening length from under the dingo's tail. Sitting back on the couch with a heavy pant, he raised a hand to click his fingers at the rabbit before making an about face gesture. With a nod the rabbit slipped out from under Colin, adopting the same stance he'd walked in on the canine earlier. His little puffball tail raising as he swayed his shapely behind invitingly at the dingo, Colin didn't need to be told twice as he crawled up over the rabbit. His tapered red tip finding the rabbit's hole already slick and prepared, needing no preparation before he managed to sheath himself in the hottest and tightest hole he'd ever been in. With the rabbit facing away like this, it was easy for Colin to imagine he was fucking a doe, his hips pulling back and slamming into the effeminate rabbit that even sounded like a doe as he squealed in pleasure. The sound fueling the canine's lusts as he quickly began to rut the 'doe' for all he was worth, hips bucking and slapping the shapely lapine rear as he worked out his pent up frustration from being kept on the edge for so long. With a triumphant howl Colin finally hit his own peak, his balls tucking up close to his body as his length lurched and pulsed hard, firing off thick ropes of pent up dingo cum inside the girlish rabbit. His knot swelling but too large to fit inside that tight little bunny hole, simply ground roughly against it as it spread the rabbits cheeks lewdly.

"Phew! That was great, reckon I needed that!" Colin chuckled as he wiped sweat from his brow.

"Oh we're not done yet" Perry replied with a grin, reaching over to tug the dingo's maw down into his lap and onto a renewed spire of desire. Colin gagging again as Perry hit his tonsils on the first go, making the canine slip out of the rabbit and turn onto all fours between spread equine thighs. A sly grin catching the rabbit's lips as he saw the exposed and swaying rear of the canine who'd just fucked him. Spitting into his palm, the rabbit gave his still hard shaft one single stroke before shuffling over behind Colin. Gripping the dingo's tail in a soft grasp, he lifted the fluffy length while guiding his thick pink shaft into the well fucked opening. Colin's eyes went wide as a new cock holstered under his tail, unable to lower the fluffy length and protect himself as the rabbit held it aloft. Again the Doberman was there, smirking as he made sure to pan around the trio, catching Colin's lips wrapped around the donkey's colorful dick while the rabbit's equally thick more normal colored length hammered away at the dingo's no longer virgin hole.

Throughout the night Colin sucked, fucked and was sucked countless times. He couldn't remember the last time his balls felt this empty, but between Perry and the nameless rabbit, the made sure that his cock never went flaccid after a climax, to the point he started firing blanks as his cock just pulsed and twitched uselessly while being bade to sit in Perry's lap impaled on the donkey's cock. The rabbit standing before him feeding him the plain pink dick, shoved down Colin's throat as he muffled a groan while Perry gripped and pumped his overly sensitive dick throughout another dry climax.

Perry would relent however, releasing Colin's cock as he turned about to lay down with Colin facing him. Once more pulling the bewildered canine down into a kiss as he remained impaled on the equines shaft, eyes closed and a little less resistant to the kiss this time. Colin's eyes would pop open however as he felt the rabbit drop to his knees behind the canine, guiding his pink cocktip in beside the donkey's. With a panicked cry, Perry held his head down in the kiss as a new level of stretching was felt. The lapine and Perry alike groaned loudly as they forced both substantial cocks inside the unwitting canine rear, tears forming in Colin's eyes as they fully sheathed themselves in him while Herman leaned over to get a better view of donkey and rabbit both hilted in the mutt. Colin's eyes began to roll back in his head as they started moving in opposition to one another, as one pulled out, the other thrust inside him, never leaving him empty. A strange sickening pleasure began to radiate through the slender canine as he was double penetrated like he'd seen happen to women online. Being so full something curious began to happen, they were rubbing something inside him that made the dingo squirm and groan, until again his cock tried to fire off another load. But he was running on empty so his trapped red length twitched uselessly against Perry's belly. The rabbit and donkey however weren't as spent as he, a few rough fucking minutes later, the rabbit was the first to squeak and slam home under Colin's tail to fire a load inside him. Perry wouldn't last too much longer, with a nicker he too bucked roughly up into the young canine before emptying his load alongside the rabbits.

By the time Colin eventually made it back to the lodge, he was walking like he'd just ridden a horse for a month straight. The sun was already starting to rise as he stumbled into the room where his bed was and collapsed with a groan.

The tiger on the bunk above him sniffed the air curiously before leaning over the edge to peer down at the tired looking canine. "Too much ice-cream huh? Berry flavor is my favorite, I want some now!" the striped feline grinned down at the dingo whom just started to laugh.