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Damn, this just took me forever to write. Just lost all ability to work on it for some reason, uninspired and all. Didn't know where to take it. That said, I like how it came out.

This will probably be the last on in the series for awhile. I need to recharge. I plan to add more eventually, just need a break from it for now.

As always, comments are welcome. I am glad that a lot of people have enjoyed reading it, I had a blast writing it. I also think that it let me work on some stuff, like forcing a coherient plot and keeping up work on it.

PDF can be found at FA at this link: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/690613/

-Kit Reshawn

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Tracey awoke once more when he felt hands run over his back and for a moment he was intensely confused. His body was completely exhausted, a distant ache that was not entirely uncomfortable. It was the same type of ache he had woken up with after the night with Riley.

"Finally up?" Sangie asked him, voice accompanied by a paw on his rump.

He nodded with a murr. "Am I going to be able to walk when you three are done with me?" His question made the wolf laugh.

"You'll just walk funny for a day or two I am sure." Once again he nodded. The paw on his ass slipped up over his body. "Feel up for another round, or do you want to stop for this visit."

"I donno," he said and finally opened his eyes. Sangie was sitting right next to him on the couch, the wolf's hips near his head. "What would you do with me?"

The wolf looked down at him with a grin, an expression that made Tracey feel like prey. "I won't make you do anything too strenuous," Sangie promised, "It looks like you have already been completely exhausted by my pack mates. Maybe have us put on a show before dinner."

His cheeks flushed. "What kind of show?"

The paw slipped back down over his rump and this time lingered long enough to give him a squeeze. "The type where I fuck you in front of them."

Tracey folded his ears back as he considered the offer, and then looked back up at Sangie. His tail swished just a little bit, a hint of a whine in his voice. "Only if you promise to only do it once?"

Once again the hand ran up and down his back and then a finger hooked his collar and gave a light tug. He sat up, pulled gently into a firm kiss. Sangie's tongue teased over his lips before it pushed past and into his muzzle. A moment later he could feel it run over each of his teeth.

The kiss seemed to light something inside of him, his whole body suddenly on fire. When Sangie finally pulled back their lips smacked quietly and their eyes locked once more. His heart fluttered in his chest for a second.

"Oooh... when is dinner?" Tracey asked.

"A few hours," the wolf told him and winked. "Until then I think you should probably relax and maybe think about getting cleaned up again."

His cheeks flushed and he realized that the wolf was right. The fur on his face did feel like it had matted down. If he waited too long to clean up it would be hell to brush out, assuming that there wasn't already a nasty tangle.

* * *

Soap and warm water cascaded down his body then down into the drain in the floor. His hands ran through his fur to help push the shampoo out. Somehow the sensation of the water and his fingers was just enough to make his skin feel more sensitive. Anticipation ran down his spine, a hint of what would happen soon.

Only once all the suds had rinsed off of his body did Tracey reach for the fine-toothed brush Sangie had lent him. The bristles felt just a little harsh against his muzzle but he could feel how they worked through his facial fur so it was left perfectly aligned. In fact, it worked so well that he tried to use it on the rest of his body as well only to find that his thicker body fur quickly clogged the brush with dead hair. Obviously another comb was needed first and with dinner so soon there wasn't enough time to brush out his whole body several times.

Reluctantly he got out of the shower and grabbed a towel to dry out his fur. Thankfully he kept his coat oiled well enough that it only took a moment before his body was passably dry. It would still be damp for an hour, but water wouldn't drip from him everywhere he went either.

He had just started to consider the hair dryer when there was a knock on the door. "You almost ready, or are you planning on hiding in there all night?" Riley asked.

Tracey unlocked and opened the door just enough to poke his head through. "Almost... does it matter if I am completely dry?"

"I am sure you are fine," Jace called from the kitchen area, "besides, it isn't like you will get the carpet any more wet than you did last time."

The comment made him blush and set off Riley, who began to giggle. A moment later the door to the bathroom was pushed open and he found himself in the wolf's arms, lips pressed up against his cheek.

"Mmm... fruity. You used Jace's shampoo," Riley said. There was a hint of disappointment in his voice.

"Which one is yours?"

"He likes that flower shit," Sangie answered from the couches before Riley could.

Riley turned to face his Alpha with a mock growl. "See how they abuse me? Just because I am the only one with any taste!"

Tracey pushed his way past Riley and walked over to Sangie. A simple turn in place let the wolf get a good look at his body.

"Well?" he asked.

For a moment there was no answer and he became keenly aware that all three of the wolves had their eyes on him. The realization made him fluff happily, proud that he had gotten their attention so easily. Sangie especially looked almost ready to drool.

"Very nice," the Alpha commented at last. "Tell me, do you know how to dance?"

He blinked. "No... I always feel self conscious and, well, silly I guess."

Sangie chuckled at him. "Riley, go put on some music," he said and then looked Tracey over. "What type of music do you like?"

The fox thought for a moment. "All kinds I guess. Mostly alternative, but I enjoy some country, rock, a little bit of pop-"

"How about techno?"

Riley's question caught him off guard. "I suppose, if it isn't too repetitive."

"Pick something you think he will enjoy, Riley," Sangie said. "And Tracey? When the music starts up you are going to dance for us."

"But I-"

"Don't worry; I'll walk you through it. Just relax and get ready to put on a sexy little show for us."

Before Tracey could respond some music started up. The heavy beat and use of synthetic sounds clearly advertised the piece as some type of techno, although it was slower than what he usually heard.

"Close your eyes for a moment and get a feel for the song," Sangie told him. "Start to move once you have a feel for its flow. Just do what feels right."

He followed the advice and felt his heart start to race the moment his eyes closed. An odd sensation washed over him. The song's beat was heavy enough that he could feel it in the air. Something about it made him feel light headed, his whole body somehow lighter, as if he had been suspended up in the air.

At first he started slowly; his tail swished from side to side in time with the music. From there he started to move his hips, then his legs and body. He still felt clumsy, uncoordinated as he imagined how silly he must look, but the wolves didn't tell him to stop so he continued.

Gradually he started to get a little more comfortable. His movements felt more in time with the music, less awkward as he did his best to smooth them out. Although his muscles still ached dully from his time with both Jace and Riley he found that the sensation only heightened the experience, added an accent to each move he made with only a little discomfort. It wasn't long before he started to speed up, eager to move with each beat rather than just every fourth or fifth.

"Run your hands over your body," Sangie ordered.

Riley spoke up as well. "Lift your tail too!"

Tracey was happy to follow their instructions. He ran one hand over his neck and down his body slowly, something he remembered from a movie. The paw only stopped when it reached his thigh, then he pulled it slowly back up so his fingers would tease over his sheath. Cool air caressed his rump the whole time.

He could just imagine each of the wolves, could seem them in his mind as they tried to get a good look at his tail hole. In his mind the hands that teased over his body didn't belong to him, they were Sangie's once the Alpha had seen enough to drive him wild with lust. Every time he let his hands touch a new spot he did what he thought the wolf would do, a fantasy in his mind that repeated itself until his whole body burned with need.

The music gradually shifted to something new and he realized that a different song was about to start. It was much faster with a different beat. After a moment he sped his movements to match the new song and altered the dance, all self-consciousness forgotten in the moment.

"You can open your eyes anytime you like," Sangie said suddenly.

It was a suggestion that Tracey hesitated to follow. He was worried that if he opened his eyes again his own self doubts would return. At the same time he wanted to see if his efforts had any effect on the wolf pack.

His eyes opened slowly and the first thing he saw was Jace at work on dinner in the kitchen. For a moment he felt a little bit unsteady on his feet, disoriented until he realized that he must have gotten turned around while his eyes were closed. While he regained his equilibrium he stopped dancing, both ears folded down as the world spun around him.

"Don't stop," Sangie said from the couch behind him.

Tracey turned back around to face his Alpha, then flushed deeply. Sangie sat on one side of the couch while Riley was sprawled out across the rest. The wolf's pants were opened and Riley's muzzle was wrapped around a half hard black shaft. For a moment all he could do was stare while his body responded to the sight.

Sangie looked a little annoyed. "I said keep dancing," he said. There was a hint of a growl in his voice.

That was enough to snap Tracey out of his brief trance. He started to move again with his eyes on the pair of wolves. It took him a minute to get back into the flow of the song, but Sangie did not seem to mind. The whole time he could not look away from the show that Riley gave him.

Concentrating on the dance was difficult; all he could think about was his Alpha's cock in Riley's muzzle. Already his own sex had poked from its hiding place, a little bit of pink just outside of his white sheath. Each move he made seemed to highlight the fact that he would be hard soon, any shift in his weight exaggerated by his swollen sheath.

The whole time Sangie's eyes were on him. He could practically feel them as the larger wolf looked over his body to linger at his crotch. A light touch that wasn't really there but made him tingle with need just the same.

"Mmmm. That's it, foxy, get nice and hard so we can all see your cock," Sangie said and licked his lips.

A second or two after the wolf's comment Tracey heard the track change again; the new beat was slow and uneven. His dance ground to a halt while he looked at Sangie, confused.

"Is this techno?" he asked, unable to believe that anything so slow could be.

A hand touched him on the shoulder and he jumped in place. "Of course, just wait." It was Jace's voice.

He blushed deeply and remembered that Jace had indeed been in the kitchen behind him. Still, when the wolf turned him around he was not ready to see the other male completely naked. Jace was hard too, he realized suddenly.

Before Tracey could say anything Jace's lips pressed firmly against his in a kiss. A second later Sangie's large frame pressed against him from behind. He felt suddenly small, wedged between the two wolves. The fabric from Sangie's shirt pressed up against the fur on his back, and he felt hot breath on his ear.

"On. Your. Knees." The words were slow, spoken with a powerful purpose that left him helpless. Without a word of protest he broke the kiss with Jace and slowly dropped to his knees.

Tracey wasn't sure if he should kneel the way he had been taught, but he did anyway. Sangie and Jace kissed above him as their cocks rubbed against each other as well as his muzzle. Musk flooded his nose so he was left dizzy. Hands, he was dimly aware that they were Sangie's hands, held him down by the shoulders while Jace's paw tickled under his chin and made sure his head was tilted all the way back. A drop of precum ran down his Alpha's shaft and he was able to open his muzzle to catch it just in time.

Then the wolves finished their kiss and Sangie backed up a little bit. Jace continued to hold his head while the tip of a cock was pressed to his lips. The smooth shaft seemed to simply slip past his lips and glide over his tongue. He eagerly took every inch that was given to him while hardly aware of the hand on his back that deftly pushed him onto all fours.

Jace held Tracey's head more firmly, and he felt a hand brush over his rump. A second later Sangie's saliva coated tip touched under his tail firmly. His whole body braced for the wolf to thrust into him, but instead the tip hovered there and teased at him. It traced around under his tail, then lined up and pressed forward just enough for him to feel it before it backed off to circle his opening once more.

The grip on his head didn't relax, his muzzle held in place while the cock in his mouth started to fuck his muzzle lightly. It distracted him, pulled his attention so it was split between the light tease under his tail and the heavy taste of wolf precum accompanying the weight on his tongue. At the same time the constant sensations under his tail made it impossible to focus on what his muzzle did.

Unable to take it any longer he pushed back against Sangie's cock when it was lined up with him once more, but the hand on his rump kept him in place. He heard all three of the wolves chuckle at him while he did his best to impale himself. Then the cock under his tail pulled away completely and he let out a loud whimper.

A light swat landed on his ass. "Bad boy," Sangie scolded lightly. "You only get what we decide to give you, understand?"

He did his best to nod even with the hands that held his head in place, the shaft in his mouth continued to thrust without even a slight pause. Then he felt Sangie begin to tease under his tail once more and realized how much he was at their mercy. He was completely powerless, completely dependant on them for any pleasure. Somehow that only served to heighten his awareness of each movement they made.

"Do you want something?" Sangie paused for a moment and Tracey quickly nodded as best he could.

"I think he wants you to fuck him," Riley commented from one side. There was a hint of lust in the wolf's voice.

Jace chuckled and thrust firmly into Tracey's muzzle a couple of times without pushing into the fox's throat. "I think so too," he said, "but I wonder if he wants it badly enough.

"Well, fox, can you prove how badly you want it?" Sangie asked.

Tracey paused for only a second to consider how to do that and then started to wiggle his hips. He tried to match his movements to the sound of the techno song in the background, and realized the tempo had slowly picked up while he was distracted. His tail started to wag as well, also in time with the beat, although he was careful to keep it up in the air.

A thumb pressed into him suddenly, easily slipped all the way into him so he could feel a light stretch under his tail. He couldn't hold back the moan that seemed to rise up inside of him from nowhere, and while he gasped Jace thrust firmly forward and completely buried himself. Next thing Tracey knew his nose was pressed firmly to the wolf's pubic fur, a cock deep in his muzzle and stretching his throat slightly.

"Very good," Sangie said. "I still think you can do better, though. If you can get Jace off, however, I'll be convinced. Alright?"

Once again he did his best to nod for his Alpha, and without a moment of hesitation Jace started to fuck his throat. Each thrust was fast and hard, the cock buried in his throat over and over again. He did his best to suck tenderly while his tongue tried to milk at the wolf's cock, but the pace just seemed too frantic. All he could do was hold still.

That was apparently enough, though. Every time the cock hilted in his muzzle the taste of precum grew stronger. Jace's breath got heavier too, each breath almost as fast as the music had gotten. He could even feel the member tense up several times on his tongue. It wouldn't be much longer.

"Look up at me," Jace ordered suddenly.

Tracey did as he was told and blushed deeply the moment his eyes met with the wolf's. All he could think about was that he was looking into the eyes of the wolf whose cock was in his muzzle while he was on all fours like some vixen in heat. Jace's possessive expression only heightened the way he felt. The gaze perfectly communicated one thing: Jace owned him.

As if to accentuate the point Jace suddenly spoke up. "You are mine," he growled and then hilted into Tracey's muzzle.

He felt the cock slip into his throat once more then pulse. Cum started to shoot into him and his body swallowed out of reflex so the seed went straight to his stomach. The whole time he could not look away from Jace's eyes and the wolf's orgasm seemed to go on forever. Still, the flow slowed down and somehow Jace pulled back long before he had started to feel a burning need for air.

"That is a good fox," Jace said when he pulled back. "Just remember, that pointy muzzle better open if we ever want to put a cock in it."

Tracey nodded and blushed. "Yes sir," he answered just as Jace squeezed a few more drops of cum out onto his whiskers. The extra weight made them feel heavy while the little white strands decorated his muzzle.

Jace got up and moved to the couch but Riley quickly took his place in front of Tracey. At the same time he felt the thumb slip from his tail hole to be replaced by the cock. It began to tease over him again. He whimpered but didn't protest further.

Riley dropped his pants and touched his cock tip to Tracey's nose. "Open your mouth, foxy," he said. The moment the fox did as he was told his muzzle was filled once more.

The flavor was familiar, definitely wolf, but at the same time tasted not quite so thick. Even the scent was not quite as heavy as Jace, he realized, and squirmed while he enjoyed the subtle differences. Just as he was about to settle down and try to get Riley off as well he heard the wolf speak.

"Good boy," Riley said. "I might be the omega, but you are our pack's toy. That means you will do what we tell you, even if it is just me. Got it?"

When he nodded Riley let out a happy sigh and started to thrust lightly once more. Before Tracey could get comfortable, however, he felt his tail hole stretch as Sangie hilted into him with a single, smooth thrust. Once again he moaned, and as before the cock in his mouth pressed forward until it hilted into his throat. He felt sandwiched between the two wolves, vulnerable.

Sangie's body curled around his and arms hugged him tightly around his hips. A single hand teased over his own rock hard cock, squeezed it firmly while fingers glided over his length.

"One more thing you need to remember," Sangie whispered into his ear. "You will always lift your tail for us. Right?"

Before Tracey could answer he felt the shaft under his tail pull back slowly and then hilt firmly in him again. He moaned around Riley's shaft, already able to feel the needy burn deep inside of him. Without a thought he ground back against his Alpha's hips.

The music's beat had changed once more, he realized. Gradually the tempo would pick up until it was frighteningly fast before it slowed to a crawl and started to build once more. It almost seemed to throb and he suddenly knew why the song had been selected.

Almost as soon as the music changed both Sangie and Riley began to fuck him. For a second all he could do was sit still and take it, his mind overloaded by all the sensations that bombarded it. Smooth flesh glided over his tongue while his tail hole was stretched tightly around his Alpha's member. Fingers continued to caress his own throbbing cock the whole time so that his hips bucked slightly.

Then he started to catch up to the change of pace. He worked his tongue over Riley's shaft while it ground into the roof of his mouth and with a gentile suck made the wolf moan. The cock under his tail continued to pound into him with an easy, powerful pace that made him feel weak in the knees but was easy to rock his hips in time with. Before long he became so focused on pleasing his new 'owners' that he was hardly aware of how loudly he gasped each time that thick cock ground into him.

Riley took hold of his head and started to hump more firmly without any warning. For a moment the action startled Tracey, but then he realized the wolf was just in a hurry to finish himself off. He did his best to help the wolf along with his tongue. It was difficult with his attention distracted by Sangie, but he slowly managed to tease over Riley's length despite the frantic pace of his thrusts.

The first splash of wolf seed on Tracey's tongue made him moan. Then he felt the cock slip from his lips and at the same time Sangie placed a paw on his back then pressed his chest firmly to the ground. Tracey squirmed, pinned by the heavy paw on his back with his rump still up in the air getting pounded, and the rest of Riley's cum landed across his face.

"I wonder what your parents would do if we made you go home without a shower," Sangie teased.

Tracey whimpered franticly. What would his parents do if they knew he had spent the weekend with a cock planted under his tail? "No! Please!"

Sangie just laughed and started to thrust a little bit harder. Each time the wolf buried his length a soft smack sound filled the air. His Alpha's balls lightly smacked against his own sack, almost demanding that they submit as well. One of Sangie's hands stroked over his head and rubbed Riley's seed into his fur in the process.

"Such a pretty boy you are," his Alpha commented, the hand on his head glided down to rub his upper back. "I really would like to keep you here, with us."

Tracey whined, then nearly howled out when Sangie's cock pressed into him again. He was going to cum soon, he realized, but had no idea how much longer the wolf would keep going. The thought made him tremble as he started to worry if Sangie would make his night with Riley seem like a short stint.

Once again Sangie spoke up, the hand now back on his rump to hold him in place. "But I suppose I will have to settle for having you over once or twice a month, won't I?"

Tracey knew it wasn't really a question. He didn't care. "I'll come over as often as I can..." he whined, his need clear in his voice.

"Promise?"

Before Tracey could answer his whole body tensed up for just a moment before he came hard. This time he did howl, loudly. A second later Jace's voice joined his, followed by Riley. The pleasure of his orgasm seemed to wash over his whole body so he was left warm all over, a pleasant tingle. Just as his howl started to die off both Riley and Jace picked back up, actually louder than before if that was possible.

He wasn't sure why but he felt compelled to join in, and without thinking added his voice to theirs once more. The whole time Sangie thrusted harder into him, then with one last motion hilted his cock firmly under the fox's tail and howled out as well. The wolf's seed shot into Tracey so quickly that it soon started to leak out.

And all he could do was howl along with his new pack.

* * *

The three wolves waited at the bus stop with Tracey. He was glad they were there, after the last night he had actually been a little worried that things would turn weird. But that hadn't been the case at all. Each one of them had made sure that he felt comfortable with what had just happened and that he didn't mind that he now 'belonged' to them.

When he had woken up the next morning breakfast had already been ready, and while they ate they had talked. About how he had gotten into track and field sports, of all things. It was silly, but somehow that left him feeling even more comfortable with the whole situation.

"You're going to come and see us as often as you can, right?" Riley asked.

Tracey nodded. "I have a track meet in a couple of weeks. Usually the team goes out to eat after, but if you guys could pick me up I could celebrate with you instead."

Sangie grinned and gave him a kiss on the cheek. "Just make sure you don't find any other wolves before then."