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Collar of the Wild 5 Written by Leo_Todrius Commissioned by Nuwisha55

Headlights brushed up the driveway before cascading across an old battered garage door as the Mustang came to a stop, the engine giving one more roar before it died away. The tricked out black car with chrome rims was at odds with the run down nature of the home it was parked in front of, though the home hid a particular strength that would make it hard for anything to get into. The highly polished doors of the mustang opened and a twenty year old stepped out of the driver seat. Marco was a man that always had a grin on his face, whether it was from pure elation or a thirst in the irony of someone about to get a beat down. His black hair was buzzed short and the goatee hanging from his chin was long. Diamond stud earrings glinted in his ears and he was dressed in an extra long basketball jersey and jeans, a pistol rather apparent sticking out of the waistband of his pants, a faded spot in one of his pockets worn around the usual position of his switchblade. His cinnamon toned skin was brushed with a variety of scars and he wore them like medals of honor.

Stepping out on the other side of the car was another individual, his skin paler than Marco, his hair a lighter brown. Gaige was a bit older than Marco but he was more reserved as well. As such he hadn't advanced as quickly in the gang, but he enjoyed his position with a bit of comfort, though he too had a gun secured on his person. Squeezing out behind Gaige was one of the gang's newer recruits, Teo. The peach fuzz over his upper lip was picking up a bit of black, making him look a bit tougher. A spiral dragon tattoo hugged his arm to remind everyone of his heritage and his hair was feathered around his head, bleached to a bright umber orange color. Teo was the only unarmed of the three.

They slammed the door shut and made their way to the front door of the home, using keys to unlock the six deadbolts before the heavy metal door swung open. While it looked like shit from the outside, it really was a fortress, one of the reasons that the Boon Dogs gang had made it their 'club house'. Marco flicked on a light and moved in, passing an arcade game and a pool table, moving over to the kitchen to open the fridge and grab a beer. Gaige headed right for the leather couch but Teo took his time, wandering around a bit. The house was packed with entertainment, though far more than they would ever need. There were twenty Xbox 360's stacked in a pile, a box of controllers and a rack of games. There were rows of computer towers, each with eight dvd drives producing pirates movies and boxes and boxes of other merchandise. Marco popped the lid off of his beer bottle and moved out to the living room, sinking into the couch next to Gaige, leaning back. Gaige put his arms out over the back of the couch, glancing over to where Teo was wandering around.

"Do you think since there's six of us now we should lift another car?" Gaige asked.

"Sure man, I mean there'll be even more than six in the future and Frankie does great at wiping the registrations and serials and stuff... We can put that on our to do list." Marco grinned.

"So it's that easy to just steal a car?" Teo asked from behind the couch.

"Long as you don't like car jack it man, then they won't give up looking for you." Marco replied. Teo considered the answer before he paused, noticing a box placed on one of the chairs with a note on it. He moved over and lifted the note, seeing it was from their leader Ron.

"So if you could steal anything you wanted, what would it be?" Gaige asked. Marco considered.

"Aside from a new car for the group? Probably a motorcycle... A big beefy one." Marco said, "What about you?"

"A really nice watch..." Gaige considered.

"Just a watch?" Marco asked.

"Hey, not all loot's gotta be huge." Gaige defended.

"Guys, Ron and Mason left this box for us; they say it's got our new colors..." Teo said. Marco and Gaige both looked over in surprise. Teo handed the note over before opening up the box. Inside there were numerous black handkerchiefs with red paws, further down there were leather straps of some sort that Teo assumed were belts.

"Well, hand 'em over dude." Marco said. Teo pulled out two handkerchiefs and passed them over. Marco deftly tied one into a bandanna and slipped it over his head, tugging it down, the tied ends hanging down the back of his neck. The paw print rested right over his forehead, standing out quite clearly. Gaige, meanwhile, tied his handkerchief into a headband and pulled it over his brown hair, the red paw print resting in the front as well. Seeing that the other two had made it into their own style, Teo hesitated before he tied the handkerchief around his neck, letting it hang down across his chest. With all three of their handkerchiefs on, the three men seemed a bit dazed for a moment as a strange sensation swept over them, but it wasn't a bad sensation.

"So Teo, what would you steal if you could?" Gaige asked. Teo licked his lips, his mustache seeming darker than before.

"Underwear..." Teo said softly. It wasn't an answer he would have ever said before, it was also an answer that would have gotten him beat up before... But if anything, Gaige and Marco seemed to be on the seat of their pants.

"Underwear, really?" Marco asked, a strange grin crossing his lips.

"Yeah... Ron or Mason's underwear... Just... to smell what it smells like, to be close to greatness.... Maybe to rub it against myself..." Teo moaned. Marco and Gaige were all but panting.

"Yeah man, that's great..." Gaige moaned.

"I think I want to change mine." Marco said. Gaige was surprised.

"To what?" he asked.

"To that leash I saw in that leather shop window... Real nice leather strapping, want to put that on my bitch, keep him at my side at all times." Marco said.

"That's so hot dude..." Gaige drooled.

"Wait, leather..." Teo said, reaching back into the box. Beneath all the handkerchiefs there were indeed leather bands, but they weren't quite leashes, though they were close. Teo withdrew them, revealing the objects to be large dog collars with loops hanging in the front for a leash to be attached. Gaige's tongue slipped out of his mouth as he saw them.

"Why didn't you tell us there was more?" Gaige asked.

"I didn't remember man, lay off." Teo said, tossing a pair over to the two on the couch.

"We gotta wear our colors man, and if that means collars then that's what we gotta do." Marco said, sliding the collar up and around his neck, deftly sliding all the pieces into place before synching it up. Gaige tried to get his on but Teo moved over, helping him slide it around, putting it on for him. Teo moved to crouch in front of Gaige and he returned the favor. Teo let out a soft moan as he felt the collar hug his neck, the handkerchief trapped against his skin beneath, the leather feeling strangely warm. He slowly rose back to his feet, feeling more prideful of himself than ever. He suddenly felt two strong arms loop around his waist and he toppled back, landing on the couch between Gaige and Marco. Marco put his beer in Teo's hand. Teo hesitated before he lifted the bottle and tipped it back, tasting the amber stuff flow over his tongue. Gaige patted his shoulder happily and Teo handed the beer back.

"I think I'd break into that adult shop... and steal all their kinky stuff... Hand cuffs, lube, dildos to use on the new recruits." Gaige admitted.

"That's rough shit man, you're such a beast." Marco said as if Gaige had suggested arson. Gaige puffed up a bit; if anything he loved being called a beast.

"I bet it's because that twink runs the shop and you just want to fuck him." Teo joked, though the words sounded very appealing as soon as he had said them.

"I don't know if he'd go for a thug like me." Gaige said, shifting his feet a bit, though they felt abnormally tight in his shoes. He wiggled his toes and a scraping sound came muffled through them, his toenails digging into the fabric.

"Of course he would... Any guy would. You're a bad ass, a rebel. Show him you're interested and he'll be sucking you off in the back alley. If anything maybe he'll join us. He'd look hot with a stash and a tatt... Maybe when you're done I can have a go." Marco moaned. A sudden deep growl came from Gaige's throat, a sound more animal than any of them thought him capable of.

"He wouldn't be the group's bitch..." Gaige replied.

"Sorry, sorry." Marco said, holding his hands up, though his fingernails seemed longer than before, sticking out past his fingertips, narrowed slightly toward the ends. Marco shrugged, "I'll save that for one of the new recruits."

"Better." Gaige replied, leaning back, reaching to rub his arms. His fingers trailed through his arm hair, thicker and softer than ever before. It also appeared lighter than before, almost like he was going gray. Still, none of the men noticed.

"So we know that you've got the hots for the adult store twink and I want to be at the foot of Ron's bed. Marco, what about you? You just a total horn dog, or do you want someone specific?" Teo asked.

"I'm a total horn dog of course, but... I think I'd love to have Deon's meat packed between my cheeks..." Marco whispered, closing his eyes as he imagined it. Without even thinking about the other guys being there, Marco reached down and unzipped his pants. He reached in and rubbed at the furry sheath that had grown over his cock, a hot slick red cock emerging from the interior. It was still human for the most part, though it had swollen harder and thicker than ever before and with the sheath, it was likely it would stay hard. When the musk of Marco's cock hit the air, Gaige and Teo instantly got achingly hard.

Gaige was the next to reveal himself, opening his fly and sliding his fingers through a soft white bush and across his own sheath, playing with the tip before his cock slid out. He wrapped his fingers around it, his fingernails turning black, thickening and curving into claws. The two started to jerk off eagerly on either side of Teo, massaging their own meat. Teo watched, nearly drooling before he reached to open his own pants. He dropped the fly down and plunged his hand in, his fingers finding fuzzy white balls and a white sheath as well, the fur in such contrast to the hair across the rest of his body... At least it had been in contrast. Thick, soft orange hairs were pushing out of the skin on his cheeks, growing into thick bushy sideburns.

Teo finally directed his fingers to his sheath, but as he slid them into the end, his fingers brushed a hard, slick, tapered and pointed tip. Teo continued to fondle himself, watching as a distinctly canine shaft slid out of his sheath. The three men were too elated and horny to remember than minutes before they had been human, but their new anatomy just seemed so very right. Teo encouraged ore and more of his canine cock to extend out of the shelter of the sheath, and as it did it seemed that it would never end. Four inches, six, eight, ten, even twelve. Young Teo's red cock was extending up his belly, straining for his nipples. He wrapped his hands tight around his cock, feeling that his palms had deformed, the flesh swelling into pillows, but he didn't care. He double fisted himself, panting hard, his tongue stretching longer as the tip of his nose slowly turned black, growing moist and rubbery. Even his ears were growing pointed, sticking out of his orange hair that was growing even shaggier.

Marco was undergoing strange transformations of his own as he jerked off. His black bush had grown as soft as down and spread over his balls, balls that were swelling, but the most profound change came from his bandanna. The bottom of his earlobes had barely been visible before, but now they were completely gone. It wasn't until fuzzy black tips began pushing through the sides of the bandanna that he could hear again... and the ears just kept coming. The bandanna was strained, but in a way having the ears emerging through it held it in place. Tall, proud, furry black wolf ears stretched several inches above Marco's head, the ears complimenting his long goatee... and as his lips parted, his mouth was full of long, sharp yellowed fangs dripping with saliva.

While the other guys had been changing, Gaige was not far behind. Every stroke seemed to promote the change. His arm hair had turned perfectly white but the hair on his head had turned from brown to black. His lips were changing too, the black flesh contrasting with his pale skin. The hair on his arms grew softer and softer, becoming denser as well. Before long the flesh of his arms disappeared, almost as if he was wearing white fur sleeves. Where the fur disappeared into his shirt it started tapering into a tan color, the mix of white and black.

Marco let out a sudden moan as his jaw popped, his face starting to stretch. He wrapped his other clawed hand around his junk and jerked off even harder as his skull morphed even more. His mouth and nose extended, narrowing, stretching the bridge of his nose until it was an even angle. Marco's nostrils faced forward, the flesh turned black and his nostrils flared. Whiskers pushed out of his cheek as black stubble nearly exploded out of the skin, spreading wide and fast. Marco clenched his brown eyes shut for a moment, but when they opened they were a brilliant amber color.

While the other two men had been transforming at a marvelous pace, it seemed Teo was ahead of the curve. His body hair had turned orange over most of his body; all save for his mustache... and his chest. Peeking out from the collar of his shirt was soft white fur, just like his balls and bush, but his arms were as bright orange as his head and there were even soft orange hairs growing out across his neck. While his cheeks were covered in bushy orange chops, white stubble pushed out across his chin and cheeks... but his hairline was dropping as well. Orange fur spread down across his forehead and his nose, moving to the black tip. Teo let out a grunt as his face started to extend into a muzzle as well, his teeth sharpening and reorienting, his tongue growing longer.

Gaige writhed and bucked, nearly knocking Teo over as he jerked himself off. A strip of black fur had grown down his neck and back, grown right into his hairline. A puff of white fur peeked out from between his pants and shoes, but then the amazing happened. A strange tearing and popping sound came. It took the boys a moment to realize, but it was Gaige's shoes. The leather stretched and tugged, contorting. It was as if something was inflating inside, but it was only Gaige's feet. The fabric pulled apart, the laces snapping before large fuzzy clawed white paws emerged, almost as big as clown shoes. The paw pads settled on the wood floor and Gaige released a sigh of relief that his feet finally felt better.

With their pants all undone to promote jacking off, all three men had started to feel a pressure above their ass cheeks, forcing them wider, revealing their sphincters to the open air... but the strongest sensation came from their tailbone. The tiny little bone had started to ache and throb, wiggling around. They grunted and shifted, trying to be comfortable. Giving the bone more room only gave it what it needed, and soon all three men started developing protrusions behind them. The bone stretched out beneath the skin, new bones forming and connecting to the ones before. Marco and Teo's growing tails stretched out loosely, curving around their bodies slightly, but Gaige seemed to be getting a very different kind of tail. As the bones grew in, new muscles connected them and pulled them upwards and then back in on themselves, almost making a soft of spiral.

The short curved tails seemed to suit both men as light orange fur covered Teo's tail with white at the tip and white fur covered Gaige's. Fur swept over each male's ass, covering almost all of their body. Gaige's face was one of the last bit of human flesh left in the club house, but even it was soon covered by white fur. It spread over his cheeks, chin and nose, even the center of his forehead, though his temples had grown fuzzy and black like his hair. Gaige gasped softly as his face was the last to extend, the jaw stretching and warping into a muzzle. He glanced over, looking at Marco's fine wolven muzzle and Teo's slightly narrower one.

"I always loved the look of Foxes..." Gaige muttered.

"What?" Teo asked, too focused on his cock.

"Never mind man..." Gaige muttered, going back to his own self pleasure. More popping sounds came as claws stuck through Teo's shoes, then Marco's, though Marco's thick wolf claws tore through the end of the shoes, the soles pried off until his furry black paws stuck out beneath. Gaige and Marco moaned as their cocks swelled longer and thicker, soon coming to match Teo's in length and pure masculinity. They were all moaning more and more, their tails wagging around, their bodies flexing. Marco still had his long goatee but it blended into his black fur. Teo's mustache stood out more than ever, the only black colored hair left on his entire body. Gaige didn't seem to have any sort of beard, but his fur coat was so thick and luxurious all over that it was clear he was a malamute.

The three canines kept jerking off to all their might, but the musky smell, sweat and sex was all too much. Teo quivered first before he lifted his head and howled. Gaige and Marco lifted their heads as well and joined in. Teo's cock unleashed a thick yellowed shower of cum a moment before Gaige and Marco followed. The cum shot up into the air before raining down onto them, soaking into their shirts and pants and fur, the musk soaking into them. They came for several minutes before their flows stopped and they went limp on the couch, panting hard. They lay in a heap, not wanting to move, even as they heard the door unlocking.

The metal door eased open and a huge silver werewolf with a beard down to his nipples entered, followed by an absolute behemoth in the form of a red mohawked Rottweiler. Ron grinned wide, reaching up to trail his clawed fingers through his beard. Mason slipped in close, sniffing the air, moaning happily.

"It worked!" Mason exclaimed. Ron turned, leaning up to kiss Mason softly, their muzzles brushing.

"It did, though we're one short..." Ron commented. He moved around the couch, looking at the three. Teo's cock sprung right back up to attention and he panted happily, gazing up at his gang leader. Ron reached down to pet Teo's head.

"Where is Deon?" Ron asked.

"He had to check out on his kid brother, he said he'd be here later." Teo said.

"Well, it looks like we'll have to give him a different form of welcome. I don't think he'd settle into the change as easy as we all did if he walked into our den and saw just how awesome we all are." Ron considered, "Mason, when he shows up, bring him to me." Ron said with a grin. Mason nodded his head, smiling wide.

****

Deon jogged along the streets, feeling a bit guilty about being late, but since their dad had left, he was the man of the house. Deon jogged past a store front window, his dark chocolate brown skin a perfect shade in the orange lights. His head was shaved and his shirt was tight over his muscles, his pecs a particular point of interest. A short kept goatee ringed his mouth, though the chin portion was getting a bit scraggly. Thick gold rings hung from each ear, dangling as he moved. His blue jeans were tight as well, showing off an alright package and a rather wicked looking knife strapped to his waist. Deon crossed the street, glancing both ways before he moved up the driveway. Resting his hand on the Mustang's hood for a moment, he guessed that the boys had been there for about an hour and a half.

Deon reached the door and gave the knock, turning back to look down the street to see if anyone was looking... That proved to be his mistake. Before he looked back, the door had swung open and huge clawed paws had grabbed him. Deon let out a yelp as he was lifted off his feet and carried like a sack of potatoes. The door slammed shut behind him but Deon was busy wrangling around, trying to figure out what was going on. He was about to shout in protest when he got a look at his assailant's feet... they were huge... and they were paws. Deon's eyes moved up the furry legs, finding huge caramel brown balls and a furry sheath that seemed to be radiating heat. Deon was frozen in shock, not knowing what to think.

As Mason turned down the hallway leading to the bedrooms, Deon caught a glance of a malamute, fox and a black wolf standing off to one side, and somehow he knew it was Gaige, Teo and Marco... He didn't know how, but it just seemed to fit and fall into place. Deon looked at the huge feet and considered the grunt work his assailant was doing.

"Mason, you don't have to do this, you can let me go..." Deon begged, an odd sound from a man who was usually a tough thug.

"This isn't a punishment bro, this is an awakening... Awakening what you truly are. You'll love it." Mason said, approaching Ron's door.

"I'm not this, I'm not what you are, whatever happened we need to get you help, we-" Deon was interrupted.

"You're a boon dog, and its time to meet your master." Mason said, using his foot to push the door to Ron's room open. Deon looked around in his awkward position, his eyes falling over the four hundred pounds of muscle on the bed, covered in silver and white fur, a huge bushy silver beard hanging from his long lycan muzzle. A huge cock stuck out before him, veined and dripping. Ron licked his lips.

"Deon, I'm so glad you could join us." Ron said.

"I'm not going to be joining you, I want out; I've got a brother to look after man!" Deon protested.

"We'll all look after him... We're a pack; we look out for one another, especially the pups." Ron grinned.

"No, don't... Please..." Deon fought Mason's hold, but it was useless. Ron slowly got up and turned around, lifting his tail up. The silver wolf tail swayed hypnotically above his round, large ass cheeks. Mason brought Deon in closer, moving him over the bed. Deon tried to turn his head away, tried to avoid it but Mason pushed him under Ron's tail, his face squishing between the cheeks. Deon wrenched up his face, but something unexpected was sweeping over him. Much like canines, Ron had a new gland, a scent gland... Glands producing his alpha male scent, and it was intoxicating to Deon.

Soon Deon was fighting with his own will as he was set down on his hands and knees, the wolf tail draped over his head and neck, lying against his shoulders. Deon told himself to crawl back, to take his face out of Ron's ass, but he simply didn't, he couldn't. He stayed right there for what seemed like ages... until the impossible happened. Deon's lips parted, his tongue slipped out and he gave Ron's entrance a little lick. The musk of an alpha male bloomed across his tongue and soon Deon was gone. He rammed his face into Ron's ass, tilting his head to wedge in even deeper, his tongue lapping against the ring of muscle, slurping it before his tongue pushed into the muscle, sliding in and out.

Ron's claws dug into the bed as he braced himself against the pleasure, shoving his ass back around Deon's face as he was corrupted. Mason reached over and pulled out a leather collar, moving to slide it around Deon's neck. He fastened it into place and Deon seemed to lick and slurp even harder, his own cock growing hard, pushing his jeans into a tent. Mason grabbed Deon's shirt and tore it open along the back before dropping it to the side, Deon's glistening muscles apparent in the light. He then grabbed Deon's pants and pulled them down around his ankles, pleasantly surprised to see that the thug hadn't bothered to wear underwear. It was delightfully gay of him.

Deon plunged his tongue in and out, his eyes clenched so tightly. With his face wedged so tightly in between Ron's fur, he didn't realize that his black goatee was spreading out along his face, though only the original beard remained black. All the new stubble was a burnt orange color, contrasting dramatically with his dark skin. The new orange beard spread across his cheeks, reaching back almost all of the way to his jaw... but his beard wasn't the only new hair. Short, sleek hairs began emerging across his arms, taking on a true black that was far darker than his skin. Deon didn't notice the changes in the slightest; he was too intent on tasting the best thing of his life.

The changing gang member kept nuzzling Ron's ass, filling it with his tongue, squeezing between his alpha's cheeks. The pressure on his face was considerable, starting the next change. Slowly Deon's face began to extend, squeezed longer and narrower, forming into a muzzle. The fur that had started as a beard crept up across his nose and around his eyes, coming in black everywhere new, save for two spots above his eyes that were the burnt orange color. Deon's ears throbbed and stretched, rising into points before the very ears themselves started to migrate upwards, rising to the top of his skull and sticking out of Ron's ass cheeks.

Black fur started spreading down Deon's muscled back with great speed, sweeping down his arms and around his shoulders. The fur glistened just as much in the light as his skin had, the fur possessing a fantastic sheen. While black fur spread out of most of Deon's chest, two patches of orange emerged on his pecs almost like hand prints. The orange was far more dominant as his bush changed and the fur spread up across his abs, making his belly a lot lighter. His ass cheeks pushed apart as fur moved over them and his tailbone stretched out into a short little nub of a tale, black on top and orange on the bottom. Seeing such a fuzzy ass waggling about, especially one with markings so similar to his own, Mason couldn't hold himself back. He charged forward and soon Deon's back arched as he felt a hard, hot cock spearing into his ass from behind.

Mason thrust in hard, grinding into Deon's ass, fucking harder and harder. Mason was a pent up beast, but something interesting was happening. As Deon's body was rammed forward and back, it was almost as if Mason was pumping up a balloon. Deon's nipples grew wider, his pectorals gained mass, his biceps and triceps inflated, his legs thickened and his spine started to grow. Deon growled and moaned, his tail nub wagging as his teeth grew sharper. His waist started to stretch wider, his balls hanging lower. Huge amounts of testosterone were pumping through the thug as he became a muscle Doberman, becoming an enforcer just like Mason.

With all the muscle swarming his system, logic and thought fled even more from Deon's mind. The line between thug and animal blurred. He started humping the air as furry caramel fur covered flesh began pushing up over his hard member, advancing over it before it disappeared... but only for a moment. A great heat and musk infused his rod inside the sheath before it started to emerge, this time as a much larger member. Deon trust wildly, imagining all the bitches he could impregnate with a rod like that, if he had been into women anyhow. In his pack they all rolled the same way, and that was toward each other.

Deon's fingers dug into the bed beneath him as his fingernails stretched into thick, curved tough claws and the palms of his hands grew paw pads. The black fur swept over them, his fingers becoming plumper as they become more like paws. Deon kept working, his change nearing completion, at least until Ron crawled away from him. Deon let out a very animal whimper, missing his master even though Mason was right there. Ron merely rolled onto his back and produced his cock for Deon. Deon panted happily before his muzzle went wide and he came down around the cock, the leader's cock disappearing into a hot, warm and wet embrace.

Ron reached out, grabbing Deon's head, howling in bliss. Deon started bobbing his head up and down in time with Mason's thrusts like a seasoned professional. Mason panted hard, his thrusts becoming more ragged before he lifted his head and howled, unleashing hot sperm deep into Deon's ass. Deon kept working on Ron's shaft, though he clenched down hard on Mason, trying to please him as much as possible. Feeling those rough teeth and hot tongue on his rod, Ron was having a harder and harder time holding back.

As soon as Deon got a taste of pre leaking form the alpha's shaft, it was all over, at least for his own regard. His hard cock ached before unleashing his first load of dog spunk all over the sheets but he kept sucking, his tongue working the cum slit, trying to usher forth any bit of pre he could get. As Ron shuddered, Deon got more than he could have bargained for. Thick jets of hot cum started pumping into his mouth. The Doberman let the cum roll over his tongue and slide down his throat before he started actively gulping, letting it rush down and spill into his belly. He continued drinking it down until long after Ron had stopped cumming. Deon licked his cock clean before he slowly pulled off, looking to his master eagerly. Ron grinned happily to himself.

"I think we should all spend some quality time together... Let's go see the rest of the boys." Ron said with a grin.

****

A paw spun the volume knob on the stereo and soon the speakers were jumping and pulsing with the rock music that flooded the clubhouse. Several canine ears perked up as Marco and Gaige peered around. Teo pulled his muzzle off of Marco's cock, cum dripping form his lips. Deon bounded down the hall and lunged, tackling Marco and knocking him to the ground. Marco yelped in delight, feeling a hard cock narrowing in on his entrance before Deon speared in, his hips becoming a blur as he thrust in and out, grinding like mad. Mason made his way around the couch and dropped down, the couch nearly collapsing under his weight before he grabbed Gaige's head, the two starting to kiss, huge paws reaching to grope one another. Teo looked around before his eyes fell on his alpha.

"Here pup..." Ron said, running a paw around his groin. Teo sprung with inhuman agility over the back of the couch, rushing over before he seamlessly slid his face over Ron's groin. Ron grunted and moaned, his fingers tangling in Teo's fur, guiding his head back and forth. Teo bobbed his head so eagerly that his nose bumped into Ron's abdomen but still he didn't slow down. He slurped and sucked, his curved tail waggling eagerly. Ron moaned, humping into Teo's face, watching as Deon drilled Marco like he was looking for oil. Marco humped the floor in bliss, writhing and moaning eagerly.

On the couch Gaige suddenly rolled over, straddling Mason, bringing their hard cocks together. The two started thrusting and humping, grinding against one another, the couch lurching beneath them. Ron suddenly dropped down into his recliner, Teo's mouth so talented. Ron glanced down to see the sexual juices dripping from his muzzle and he nearly came himself, pre gushing into the dog's muzzle to join the rest. Ron sniffed the air, smelling the sex, finding it so glorious... He also found their hyperactive balls wonderful since they could orgasm and then be ready for action again so soon... And with that in mind, Ron decided not to hold back. His back arched, he let out a deep howl and he fed Teo yet another load of hot, sweet cum.

Across the room Deon moaned, howling, his ass quivering. Teo pulled off of Ron's cock to lick him clean, but Ron shook his head before inclining his head. Teo turned, seeing Deon mounting Marco. He looked back at Ron in surprise but then grinned. The orange canine bounded off and launched himself, wrapping around Deon. Deon gulped as he felt a huge puppy pecker pushing into his ass, but as Teo ground into him he hit all the right spots, Deon's prostate sending waves of pleasure through him. Deon adjusted his thrusting to maximize his own pleasure bouncing between Marco's ass and Teo's cock.

While Gaige and Mason had been pretty content to stick to themselves at first, the growing sound of sex behind the couch was drawing their attention. They exchanged a knowing glance before Gaige got up and moved around, petting Teo's tail before he lifted it up, brought eh head of his cock to the boy's ass and then thrust deep inside. Mason's massive arms wrapped around Gaige to anchor himself and he began pushing into the malamute before him. It took a few tries, but soon the five canines had fallen into a good rhythm writhing up and down like a snake as they found the best pattern for their cocks.

Ron stroked himself back to being hard, watching all the glistening, rock hard cocks slide in and out of asses, all the long muzzles drooling, canine ears pointed and quirked and flopped over, tails wagging, paws flexing, furry bellies rising and falling with breath, and every one of them had a collar one, a symbol of ownership, his ownership. These were his males, his boys, his pack, his brothers, his mates and his pets. Ron licked his lips before he stroked his huge beard, feeling just how male he was, feeling how long it was like an extension of himself... and soon his cock was at full readiness.

The alpha wolf moved up behind Mason and gave the furry ass cheeks a rub before the head of his cock found its way to mason's pucker. He ground against it before he began pushing inside, thrusting hard. He slammed into the muscled back of Mason but that merely kept him from knocking all the males down. Soon Ron fell into the wave of motion that governed the gang bang and they all swayed forward and back as one, six males wrapped in the ultimate male bonding experience. They were one pack, one group, all together. They growled and moaned and panted in pleasure, their groins and asses wet with sex, their muzzles dripping with saliva. Their furry bodies rubbed together, tails folded out of the way.

While they had fallen into a very fluid and natural pattern, all of the boon dogs could feel the growing pleasure sweeping over them. They knew that the peak was coming, that the pleasure was reaching an apex. It was only a question of who would cum first. Twelve furry balls throbbed and pulsed, preparing the bodies. The previously expelled cum squelched lewdly as they thrust and ground, grinding like mad. Den leaned forward and started to lick and nibble Marco's neck, making Marco clench his ass down tight in delight. His wildest dreams were coming true.

Marco grunted and moaned, rubbing against the floor, humping it wildly before he howled, claws digging into the wood floor before his cock pulsed and sprayed all over the floor, spreading out beneath him. As he came, his ass clenched around Deon's cock, milking it. Deon gasped suddenly as his cock was tugged and squeezed, moaning before he came, pumping his sperm into Marco's grateful ass. Teo started to clench up as his orgasm approached, but before he could, Gaige howled and came, a huge flood of seed rushing into Teo. It was just enough to tip the boy over the edge so his seed flooded into Deon, cum rushing out around his shaft and dripping down his legs and balls.

The sound of the gang bang had taken a decided turn for the wet as more than half of the group were now fucking cum filled asses, churning it and grinding into it, a huge puddle spreading across the floor. Mason was unable to resist, grunting in surprise as he kept thrusting while he came each thrust and pulse sending the cum incredibly deep into Gaige's ass. Mason kept working, his ass clenching so tight that Ron dug his claws into his muscled behemoth. Ron moaned and tipped his head back, letting out a wild howl at that all the other canines joined in on. The windows rattled, the floor shook and Ron's cock unleashed its bounty like a fire hose. He sprayed it in so deep, so hard, and as he kept thrusting it rushed out, dripping messily down to the floor... but that wasn't enough.

Getting a glint of an evil light in his eye, Ron reached a paw into the cardboard box, pulling out several handkerchiefs from the box. He tossed them into the puddle of canine sperm beneath them, catching all the seed of the six males. They would soak it in, baste and marinate in it... and then they would give them to new recruits. They'd absorb the magic of the clothing and be covered in man spunk and musk from day one. The idea was so mischievous that Ron came even harder, the cum overflowing even more.

"Good pups, all of you so good..." Ron commented. Hearing praise, Marco flopped onto the floor and Diego collapsed over him. Teo hugged Diego tight and wrapped over his back. Gaige and Mason laid down, all the canines beneath grunting in surprise as they were crushed under so much muscle but they still loved the fur and the heat. Ron slowly draped himself over Mason's back, curling his arms up as a pillow on the Rottweiler's shoulders, closing his eyes. There was quiet for a long moment before Marco spoke up from the bottom of the pile.

"So, can we do this tomorrow?" he asked hopefully. Ron chuckled.

"We can do this in an hour, but tomorrow we're going to go recruiting... Though we need to pick up some new threads at 'Tough as Leather' and we can see what kinds of guys are running around there, see if any want to join our group." Ron said.

"Gaige wants to stop at the adult store, give the clerk there a mouth full of his awesomeness." Teo suggested.

"Teo..." Gaige growled.

"That's a good idea. This is our territory; we should start building connections with the community." Ron smiled, "Now... let's all just take a good nap, tomorrow we take this city for ours." Ron smiled, closing his eyes. The heap of dogs grew quiet and relaxed, soaking in their own juices and heat, completely content.