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"This is stupid..." Complained Darokko as he skulked on the tailgate of Brant's truck, watching the hound dog and thick bodied dire wolf diligently set up their camping equipment.

"Will you quit being such a grump?" Xander said as he clumsily assembled as huge tent.

"Yeah, you've never even camped the right way before." Said Brant with a nod, going back to his truck and setting his hat on top of the frowning rooverine's head. "You might actually like it."

"Let's see, in the middle of nowhere, surrounded on all sides by a densely wooded forest, with no electricity. Yup! Sounds like fun to me!" Darokko's words were dripping with bitter sarcasm, as he yanked dog's cowboy hat off his head.

"Come on, just listen to that though. I'm sure your big ears would appreciated it." The blue tick hound said, motioning to nothing in particular. The forest around them was quiet, truly quiet, only his distant songs of feral birds breaking the peaceful silence. Brant smiled warmly while Xander breathed in the fresh air, the dire wolf invigorated to keep up his wrestling match with their tent.

"It's okay I guess." The rooverine said begrudgingly, crossing his arms over his chest and scowling.

Brant sighed and shook his head. "The only reasons you don't like camping is because you haven't done it the right way." The dog said with a shrug.

"What exactly is the right way to camp then!?" Darokko lowered his ears as he glared daggers at the grinning hound dog, tired of hearing of why he should enjoy being out in the wilderness. With only a sly grin and short chuckle, Brant peeled his shirt off. The sight wasn't unfamiliar to the rooverine, he often woke up next to that in the morning, nor was the sight of Brant going up to Xander and locking the wolf into a deep kiss. Darokko crossed arms started to loosen and his ears perked right back up back up, foul mood wavering as he witnessed something no so common happen. Brant's paw slipped into the scruffy dire wolf's shorts, his waist band and belt meaning little to the hound's deft fingers. The wolf jumped at first, growling softly into the kiss but soon melted in warm relaxation as the hound's grip fell on right between his legs. Darokko watched, trying earnestly to stay angry but he found it difficult when his sheath started to surge with blood.

The two canids kept their muzzles locked in a deep and loving kiss, Brant's paw moving in slow motions under the wolf's shorts, easily coaxing the wolf to stiffeness. With a shallow huff, the kiss was broken leaving both males panting hotly but eager for more for of the intimate contact, their scents turning strong and musky. Two tails started to wag in unison as Brant took the liberty of unfastening the dire wolf's shorts and tugging them down along with his boxers. Xander gasped lowly as his member was freed so swiftly, the thick and stout bone springing out dramatically and flinging a few threads of pre cum against the hound's stomach fur. Darokko shifted and fidgeted as his eyes fell to dire wolf's cock, hard and glistening and deep scarlet, throbbing in a way that made his heart pound beat in his throat. Brant did the same with his own jeans but made a show of it, slowly unbuckling the belt and undoing the button leisurely before dragging the zipper down with a dull hiss. Xander's knot thickened out of reflex and Darokko's pants felt woefully uncomfortable as they both watched Brant tug his length from his pants.

Brant was never one to brag or boast about his equipment, but his mates gladly did it for him. The hound dog huffed and smiled while he gave his impressive cock a few teasing stokes, the thick length twitching a little from his touch.

"You gonna keep looking or you gonna help me with it?" Brant said softly, looking up at Xander before and flexing hidden muscles to make his shaft point up at the lumbering wolf's muzzle. Xander chuckled warmly but kneeled, lowering his huge body down until his nose was level with the leaking tip of Brant's cock. The wolf inhaled the hound's thick, masculine scent before lapping over the underside of the shaft, the sensation of his wet tongue making Brant's big erecting pulse proudly.

"So, this what you meant by camping the 'right' way?" Darokko tried to seem disinterested but his orange eyes kept falling back to the Xander's broad tongue giving Brant's shaft a loving tongue bath.

"Exactly...What I meant by it."Brant managed to say around a stiff moan as the wolf became greedy, drawing the red veined length into his maw with a loud slurp. "Now quit being so stubborn and get over here."

Darokko moved sluggishly but he moved, shucking off his own shirt and tossing it next to Xander's discarded shorts, his own pants tenting badly as he watched and heard the wolf energetically tend to the hound dog's dick. Loud suckling sounds and deep, muffled moans punctuated Xander's enjoyment, but the wolf knew both he and the hound were too pent up to tease for long and they would have to find some outlet for their collective tension. Thankfully, Darokko had wandered close. With a slick slurp, Xander reluctantly pulled himself off Brant's shaft and tilted his muzzle up to the hound.

"Hey, I got an idea." Xander rose to his full eight foot height, his modest shaft throbbing in need. "You know that thing you wanted try, Brant?"

The hound dog thought for a moment and then nodded to the wolf, a mischievous smile spreading over his muzzle while he tugged at his scruffy beard, his cock giving a particularly hard jerk.

"Yeah, but who would be on the bottom?"

Two sets of eyes landed on Darokko.

"Bottom?...Oh, no no no no no!" The rooverine's ear flattened as he shook his head violently.

"Come on, you'll love it." The hound dog said with a smile, quickly hugging around Darokko's waist before the smaller male could think about walking away. "You're already hard anyway, why let it go to waste?"

It didn't take much sweet talking on the canids' parts to get Darokko to relent, the small male was lain on his back in a patch of soft grass while Xander settled in-between his legs, The rooverine glaring up at the dire wolf. Brant had left two for a moment, coming back with a large bottle of clear fluid gripped in his paw.

"I bought the good stuff for a special occasion, and a lot of it too." The hound said with a chuckle, passing off the bottle to Xander before taking his place behind the wolf. Xander poured a generous amount of the viscous fluid into his paw before rubbing it over his hard and dripping shaft, sensation the cool lubricant against his warm flesh sending pleasant chills up his spine. The wolf tipped the bottle over again but caught the clear drizzle on his fingers, handing the bottle back to Brant behind him before kneeling down. His lube slicken digits found their way between the rooverine's cheeks, pressing softly against the puckered entrance, spreading the thick fluid around and brushing aside any stray furs before finding their way in. Darokko and Xander gasped in unison, as the wolf's fingers worked their way into the rooverine's tailhole, his own ring was spread open by the hound dog kneeled behind him. Xander squeezed down on the finger inside him that spread the slick, watery lube around, the act reminding him to do the same to Darokko. Brant smiled a lazy smile, watching the huge wolf's tail wag as he penetrated it with a tender slowness, swirling the digits around before carefully drawing them out again. Xander gave a similar treatment to Darokko, the fur on his paw matted down and slick but he couldn't be bothered to care at that moment, his breath hot as he panted in anticipation. The three males had agreed on unspoken terms; no teasing, foreplay would come later.

Xander was the first to slide into place, The pointed tip of his cock lined up with the Darokko's ring, the hybrids own shaft leaking pre over his belly as he waited. The dire wolf pressed into his mate, the flesh slowly yielding as Xander sunk himself deep into the groaning rooverine, shuddering as he was graced by tight heat. With the aid of the slick lubricant and experience on Darokko's part, the entrance was easy, the wolf sinking every thick inch of his member deep inside the smaller male. Brant watched from over the huge wolf's shoulder, smirking internally as he watched the expression on Darokko's face turned from anger to a look of pained comfort, now it was his turn to do the same to Xander.

Brant grasped the dire wolf's energetic tail with one paw while his other held his member steady, aiming true at the pucker of flesh underneath. Xander's eyes widened then quickly snapped shut, inhaling sharply though bared teeth as the hound dog's hard cock spread him open much wider then he was used to. The hot flesh slid slowly into the wolf, guided by strong hips that knew how to use the pillar of flesh that jutted from them. Xander arched his back and howled weakly as a full feeling came over him that was only reinforced by the sensation of Brant's heavy balls pressed against his taint.

"Oooh, I think he's tighter then you, Daro." Cooed the hound, hugging around Xander's thick chest

"Yeah? Well he just isn't used to you like I am." Darokko grunted in response. "But I think he likes it, he's already knotted up, feels like a might burst soon too."

Xander wanted to speak but words failed him, only soft whimpers and pleasured groans spilled from his muzzle, the experience of being stuck between one mate's huge cock and the other's tight tailhole.

"Ah, how about we help him along then, roo?" Brant said with a gruff bark before sliding his paws down to Xander's hips and slowly dragging his bulky member out into the cool forest air. The dire wolf's tongue hung out of his mouth as he panted hotly, groaning as the shaft left him with an empty feeling, but that was quickly remedied when the hound thrusted back into the tight tunnel. Xander lurched forward a bit and gasped from both the hot rush under his tail and hard buck into Darokko, nearly forgetting the rooverine's own ring wrapped around his pulsing wolfhood.

Xander was a little new to the motions of being the preverbal 'center of attention' but his mates guided him along, starting off slow before settling into a comfortable but rough pace. Darokko panted hotly though his nose as he felt not one but two pair of hips slamming the dire wolf's shaft in and out of him, his legs squeezing the sides of the wolf's expansive belly for a little support. Xander was the most vocal of the three, letting out short ruffs and barks of joy as pleasure addled his mind struggled to stave off the feeling that pushed him toward release. Finally, Brant rumbled deeply as he watched his boys through lidded eyes, his sensitive nose picking out the masculine scents of the wolf and rooverine as he drove his cock under that ever wagging tail over and over, the rhythmic clenching of Xander's ring making his thrusts ever the more pleasant.

"Oooh...Guys..." Xander mumbled lowly, his breath becoming shallow and labored as his climax neared, the pleasure of the two pronged approach soon getting to him.

"Faster, Brant." Said the hybrid with a weak chuckle, curling his legs around Xander's waist as he braced himself for increase in pace.

The hound dog only nodded and leaned in close to the wolf's ear, nibbling around the edge of the it softly as his hips moved faster. The back and forth motion was swift and steady, Brant ploughing though the wolf's loins, rocking all three bodies together in primal bliss, the dog proving his manhood quite well to his mates. Xander was left breathless, his mind hazy with lust and the growing need to tie and spill his seed inside the short rooverine under him.

The dire wolf's jaw clenched as he tossed his head back in a powerful growl, his climax fast approaching as he struggled to wedge his thick knot deep into Darokko, thankfully Brant was willing to help. The strong hound dog bucked hard into Xander, shoving his own knot into wolf's tight tailhole, which in turn pushed Xander's knot into Darokko. The three men gasped in unison, but the wolf howled afterward, his large body quivering as he erupted deep inside the rooverine, his cock throbbing wildly as it pulsed with each shot. It was only a matter of time until Darokko followed suit, the sensation of the wolf's knot locking him deep pressured him into his own climax, the rooverine growling lowly while shooting thick jets against his scruffy chest, effectively matting the thick fur down.

Brant was still going at full speed despite being knotted to Xander, drilling the last half-inch on his strong cock into his wolf but soon he felt that growing itch in the pit of his belly, alerting him to a much needed and very close finish. The hound dog raised his head and howled deeply, slamming his hips hard against the dire wolf's and locking his teeth around Xander's shoulder. With a muffled growl, Brant unloaded his balls deep inside The wolf's tight cavity, the silky walls caressing clenching around his member, coaxing him to breed to harder. Hot and milky white cum flooded into Xander's tailhole, making the wolf yelp in a mix of agony and joy, one that was both familiar and new all at once.

The blue tick hound was left breathless as he drained himself, shuddering deeply as the last thick spurts were shot into Xander before leaning heavily onto the taxed wolf, carefully releasing his mating bite. Xander panted hard as he lowered his head, the huge dire wolf quaking as the ache of the tie and the breeding but a faint grin spread over his muzzle. Darokko was the first to recover from his climax, the hybrid looking up at his canines with a cocky smirk, one paw planted under his head while the other rubbed over Xander's side affectionately.

"Now guys see why I want to be in the middle all of the time." The rooverine said lowly, reaching up the flick the wolf's ear softly.

"Yeah..." Brant mumbled, pressing himself up but not before planting a soft kiss on Xander's shoulder. "The wolf's got quite the tail on 'em."

Xander was still at a loss for words but smiled wide as he settled himself down on his elbows.

"So, after our knots go down, what do you guys say to some fishing?" The hound dog said, a renewed vigor in his voice.

"Sure....But I didn't see any fishing poles..." Xander panted out softly.

"Well that's why I'm gonna teach you guys how to spear fish."

Darokko's expression quickly turned sour, snorting out angrily as he glared past Xander and up at the grinning hound dog's face.

"Good God, I hate camping..."