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When Monica told him she couldn’t make it down for the camping trip, Tyler wasn’t too surprised. The lynx lived in Canada after all, and it wasn’t simple or cheap for her to make the trip to the States. Her boyfriend Avery told Tyler he still wanted to come, so no worries. Their plans for a group camping weekend really took a blow when Jess and Dylan backed out a couple weeks beforehand. The moose and her husband were good friends of Tyler and Eric, but Dylan’s dad had just been admitted to the hospital and they couldn’t justify spending time away, especially without good cell coverage in an emergency.

Now they were down to five people, which wasn’t a problem really, right up until Alex and then Vince also backed out. Alex came down with some flu variant two days before the trip, and Vince was really friends with the lion and didn’t know Tyler, Avery, or Eric very well, so he backed out when he heard Alex couldn’t make it. Which left just Tyler and his husband to go on a trip with Avery third wheeling.

“I’m really glad you decided to stick with it and come camping with us,” Tyler told the bull in the backseat. “Eric and I have been really excited to make this trip, and it’ll be nice to have at least someone else around.”

Avery shrugged, one muscled arm hanging out of the window. He had dark auburn fur, with a lighter tan coloring around his muzzle and horns. He was wearing khaki colored cargo pants and boots, and just an olive tanktop on his torso. The bull had actually managed to keep his physique from his time in the army, something that kept Tyler torn between admiration and jealousy.

“I had the days off already, and I couldn’t change it. Figured I might as well get outside instead of working all weekend.”

“I hear that.”

“You guys sure you don’t mind me coming along?”

Eric spoke up from the passenger seat. “Please Avery, I spend my life with this dork. I’m glad you came too.”

The black and white furred husky was wearing navy cargo shorts instead of pants like Avery, but he too sported a tanktop, his in light blue. Tyler watched from the corner of his eye as his husband leaned his head out of the window, enjoying the end of summer’s warmth on the breeze. Tyler himself was wearing khaki cargo pants, boots, and a long sleeve brown shirt. Eric complained it didn’t go with his own brownish fur, but oh well. Despite the heat, the great dane hated bug bites and sunburn, and had long since figured out he would sweat no matter what he wore.

“You’re even more welcome since you supplied our alcohol for the trip.” Tyler said to his friend.

“As long as I don’t have to share your piss poor drink of choice,” Eric joked.

Avery scowled at the husky as he said “I won’t accept mockery from someone who drinks Coors.”

“And yours is any better?”

The great dane drove the last ten minutes to the campground and listened with half an ear as the two of them chatted about beers. Tyler got them checked in at the gatehouse and the trio looked around as he drove them slowly through the winding paths of the site. Finally Eric spotted their number and he pulled the car onto the gravel lot next to the campfire ring and tent locations.

The next half hour was spent unpacking some supplies, putting up their small cover over the provided picnic bench, and pitching their tents.

Tyler saw Avery pulling out his two person tent and said “It’s a shame Monica couldn’t make it down. At least you won’t overheat in the tent like we will,” the dane grimaced down at his husband.

Eric just smiled back up at him. “You might overheat, you big lump, but I’ll be glad to have you as my personal oven.” He looked over at the bull. “Sorry, I’ll try not to make you third wheel too much.”

“Don’t worry about me,” Avery said. He was looking at the two dogs with a strange expression on his face. “Besides, even if Monica had been here we wouldn’t be sharing a tent. We broke up.”

Tyler straightened from where he’d been kneeling on the ground. “What? When did that happen?”

The bull shrugged. “‘Bout a month or so.”

“Really? Aww but you guys were just at our wedding like two months ago! Did something happen then?”

“No, not really. Just… well that was part of the problem I guess - not your guys’ wedding!” he hurried to add as he saw his friend’s expressions. “No that was a really great weekend, loved it. But we were together for a while, then we went home again you know, and turns out long distance is really hard.”

“Oh shit man, I’m sorry. I had no idea.”

Again, the bull shrugged, his thick shoulders rippling his muscles under his tanktop. “We didn’t want to publish it in the papers or nothing. It was mutual, and I think we might still be able to be friends.” Avery pulled out some of his tent poles and begin assembling them. “Shit, if I get a little drunk tonight you won’t be able to shut me up about it so let’s save the venting for then huh?”

They finished putting their tents together in silence. Tyler felt like he was tiptoeing. Then he wondered if he should be treating it like no big deal - Avery had said it was mutual right? Or maybe just ignore it entirely and talk to Eric - but wait, would talking to his husband remind Avery of his own relationship?

Eric poked him in the leg with a tent pole. “Stop overthinking everything,” he ordered in a low voice.

“I didn't say anything.”

“Your concerned face is audible.”

“What does that even mean?”

Eric shrugged. “Secret husband language.”

“Well, what do I do instead of thinking about it?”

Eric looked past Tyler and raised his voice. “Hey Avery, do you want to get something to eat or go straight for a hike?”

“Hike,” Avery’s voice came from inside his tent where he was unrolling his sleeping bag. “I got some granola I’ll munch on.”

The husky leaned back on his haunches and looked at the great dane. His expression was faintly amused. “You’re the trip planner. Where are we hiking?”

“Wolf Rocks,” Tyler responded. He unfolded a map he’d grabbed from the park ranger station and flattened it on the picnic table. The big dog stabbed a thick digit at the trail in question. “It’s a relatively flat trail to get us started, but its still about five miles round trip. Should give us a good view of the valley with some sun in the sky and get us back with plenty of light to cook dinner.”

Tyler looked at his two companions. Both were nodding their heads wherever they stood, not looking at him. “You guys don’t even want to look at what I’m suggesting?”

“If you looked it over it’ll be good handsome.”

“Long as I’m walking I’m happy,” Avery added.

“What would you guys do without people like me or Mo- more people who plan trips out for you?” Tyler cursed himself for almost mentioning Monica. He knew she’d basically planned her and Avery’s vacation when they’d come out for the wedding and he still thought of them as a couple.

Eric grimaced at him, but Avery just stared into the forest for a moment before responding “Guess we’ll find out.” He turned and gave Tyler a scowl. “I can plan things on my own. Just not much point if I don’t have to and we have our own personal travel agent, right Eric?”

Tyler let out a small sigh. “Grab your water bottles and whatever else you’re bringing then. There’s a spigot on the way to the trailhead.”

“See? Where would we be without you.”

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The three of them settled down on their hike. Avery was more Tyler’s friend than Eric’s, but the two had met for the first time at the dog’s wedding and done a fair bit of talking over the week Avery and Monica had been in town. Avery was interested in photography - more so than Tyler at least - and he and the husky spent much of the trail discussing cameras they’d owned or wanted while Eric snapped a good 50 pictures with his precious film camera, including at least two of Tyler’s butt when he thought no one was looking. He’d sworn the people who developed his film had looked at much worse than fully clothed butts whenever Tyler brought it up.

Wolf Rocks turned out to be a beautiful spot, overlooking the forested valley they’d spent a good hour slowly driving up on the gravel road through the park. The sun was descending, but still high in the sky. Eric bemoaned missing the golden hour to get photos there, although Avery pointed out getting such pictures would mean making the hour and a half walk back in increasing darkness.

Tyler clambered around on the boulders perched on the mountain’s side. The great dane couldn’t match Avery for muscle, but he was still proud of his physique as he hauled himself up to the highest point of the rock pile. The bull had slipped downwards, poking around the underhangs - carefully. The air had cooled slightly, especially up here in the mountains, and that was thankfully keeping snakes and other critters off the rocks, but Avery knew what he was about looking into the shadowed places where they might be hiding.

A scraping noise came from his right, and he looked down the rock to see his husband trying to ascend the rock formation to him. The great dane reached down a paw to help and was unsurprised to have the camera placed in it instead. If his husky fell off these rocks and broke a leg, he’d still call it a good trip if his film developed properly.

With all his paws free, Eric made the scramble up safely, squeezing onto the precipice with Tyler and taking the camera back. “Thanks,” he murmured. “Come here often?”

“Not even once,” Tyler replied. “Although with you, I’d love to try cumming here.”

Eric sighed dreamily as he looked over the valley. “Oh that’d be so romantic. Getting bent over this boulder here as the sun set behind those mountains…”

“Picture the flock of birds rising into the sky from your moan when I knot you.”

The husky nestled his head into the great dane’s shoulder and grinned. “And you call me a romantic. If only we knew Avery would stay down low for a while.”

“And you know, no kids show up on the public trail on a weekend. I’m not interested in joining the sex offender’s list.”

“I know. It just means we need to go hiking somewhere where we won’t be interrupted.”

“Or recruit Avery as a lookout.”

Eric burst out laughing, pulling away from Tyler and looking at him. “That’d be a hell of a conversation. ‘Hey, we’re gonna go pound it out on the summit. Whistle real loud if you see another group coming.’”

“What’re you two laughing about?” Avery called up from below. The bull was pulling himself back up the rocks scattered down the mountainside.

“Nothing,” Tyler called back. “Ready to turn tail?” he asked in a more normal voice to his husband.

“Let me actually get some pictures from up here. Can you wait at the bottom here so I can hand you my camera?”

Avery crested the last rock to come level with the great dane as he in turn descended the precipice and wandered over. The bull was looking exceptional to Tyler - rugged, slightly sweaty, bits of dirt and leaves catching on his clothes. He’d added a simple black windbreaker over his tanktop when they left camp, but the loose fabric still pressed against his muscles in teasing glimpses whenever a breeze came by.

The great dane didn’t often struggle with attraction to his male friends. Not that they weren’t hot, just that he managed to separate them out somehow as an unapproachable category and keep his mind off possible distractions.

For some reason, Avery crossed that boundary, especially on this trip. The dog couldn’t help but admire the bull, and lewd thoughts crept into his head whenever he was around. Tyler blamed the surroundings. The outdoors were wonderful and wild, and they forced a closeness on people. Walking close on a trail, huddled around a campfire, crawling into a tent together -

“Camera holder, report for duty.”

Tyler turned and grabbed the strap as he was handed it, then stepped back as the husky clambered down. He took the camera back and brushed dirt and dust off his ass where he’d been sitting. “All set?”

“I’m good,” Avery rumbled.

“Homeward bound,” Tyler finished, leading the way back.

They were quieter on the way back, and Tyler worried something was wrong. Maybe Eric was wishing Tyler hadn’t invited the bull, or Avery was getting fed up with the husky in turn. Or maybe Avery was just sick of being reminded what he’d lost when he saw the two of them. They’d talked so much coming out here. Maybe Tyler needed to -

“Audible face, handsome.”

“What?”

“You’re frowning loud enough to scare away the wildlife,” Eric repeated, still not looking at him. Avery glanced over his shoulder with a raised eyebrow. ”Tyler gets really nervous whenever two people he’s introduced don’t spend every second talking or being outwardly happy because he convinces himself they hate each other and him for bringing them together,” Eric explained to the bull.

“I - that’s ridiculous, and very exaggerated,” Tyler spluttered. Avery nodded his head slowly, shadows from his horns dancing across the leaves underfoot.

“I get it. Like during your wedding weekend, where you were running around everywhere trying to make sure everybody who came for your side met each other and had fun.”

“What else am I supposed to do after I asked everybody to show up?”

“I’m not asking you to be different, babe,” Eric said soothingly. “I’m just asking you to stop giving yourself ulcers because me and Avery are enjoying our nature hike in peace instead of giving our life stories to each other.”

Tyler snorted and stuck his paws in his pockets. “I’ve never gotten an ulcer from anything, and that includes our wedding.” The big dog glanced at his friend ahead on the trail. “Uh, sorry to keep talking about our wedding, and stuff.”

Avery grunted, kicking a root as he stomped over it. “Tyler, if you keep apologizing for shit and acting like I’m gonna break in half because I broke up with my girlfriend you’re actually gonna make me mad.” The great dane winced, and glanced at his husband. The husky met his gaze with a killer ‘I told you so’ look.

They walked in silence for a while after that.

They passed another trailhead leading up the mountain they were on, and Avery broke the silence to ask about what other hiking paths they were going to check out. The great dane was glad for the distraction and laid out the highlights of what he’d seen online and from the map.

More silence followed, but Tyler tried to let himself just enjoy the walk. That was why they’d come out here, after all.

A short time later they walked back into the rows of tents and campsites. Some people already had fires going. He saw two young ferrets spooning some kind of mixture into foil packets at the picnic table with their dad, while the mom brought in more wood to feed their fledgling fire. The group of adults next to Tyler’s own site were cooking some kind of meat and vegetable mix on a small propane griddle instead.

“What’s our grub tonight, chef?” the great dane asked his husband.

“Just burgers and hot dogs. I never did manage to figure out a good way to do french fries out here, so chips on the side.”

“I can do the fire,” Avery said, moving towards his tent to drop off his water bottle before grabbing twigs and other tinder.

“What do you want me to do?” Tyler queried.

“We’ll need more water for cleaning and drinking. Can you fill up that big plastic container?”

The three of them got to work, and before long they sat down at their little picnic table to eat. Avery let the fire go low as the sun set. Tyler pulled over the map while they ate and they planned their route for tomorrow. Wolf Rocks had been on the shoulder of the mountain, and both Eric and Avery wanted to get to the top in the morning. In the afternoon, they were going to take a much longer hike winding around the opposite side of the mountain and into another valley where one of the tributaries coming out of the peak made rapids and a small waterfall.

“Is there anything to do around here at night?” Eric asked.

Tyler shrugged. “It’s more dangerous to go hiking on the trails here when it’s really dark. No lighting at all and pretty rough terrain. Basically just chill around the fire.”

“And drink beer,” Avery added.

“Yeah, I’d never want to just hang out with you two sober.”

“You married me,” Eric rebutted.

“Total fluke.” Tyler stood up, gathering their trash into a bag and tying it up. “I’m gonna grab my shower stuff and then take this to the dumpster by the toilet block on the way.”

“Oh yeah, showers,” Avery said. “Forgot about those.”

“Don’t you always?”

The bull shrugged. “You don’t know bad hygiene unless you’ve been in the army.”

Eric raised a paw. “Uh hello, I worked in a nursing home. Some of those accidents made me wonder if I’d ever be clean again.”

“Ever had to clear up a knocked over portapotty in a 115 degree desert?”

“I had one patient with Crohn’s and dementia, and right after the cafeteria had something with asparagus in it -”

“Spare me, please!” Tyler laughed, stepping back out of his tent with a drawstring bag and wearing slides over his footpaws. “You two should save the dick measuring for the showers,” Tyler joked.

“He’s got a sensitive stomach,” Eric stage whispered to the bull across the table.

“I’ve heard that story already. I was there when you burned those shoes, remember? Tell it to Avery when I’m not around.”

Avery and Eric grinned at each other and went to get their stuff.

Tyler walked into the shower block behind the other two, having made a detour to the dumpster. The place had individual shower stalls with curtains, but the only space to change was a couple of long benches facing the stalls in the open. Avery was already pulling his shirt off when the dane walked in. Eric was pulling out his washcloth.

Most of the stalls were open. The flimsy curtains barely covered the entrance to each cube. Tyler saw a tiger soaping himself up in one, and just caught the edge of some black furred male in another.

His husky pointed to several open stalls at one end. “We can take those, and you can pass me the soap when you’re done with it.”

Tyler dropped his bag on the bench and raised an eyebrow. “You brought the soap, you use it first.”

“You were supposed to bring the soap.”

They looked at each other, then started rummaging through their bags. Tyler had a clean pair of underwear, shorts, a brush, and a towel. Eric laid out his own clean clothes and a towel. The great dane sighed. “Well, I don’t know who was supposed to bring it now. We could ask Avery.”

“To use his soap?! Isn’t ours just in the tent?”

“If I had brought it from home, it’d be in this bag.”

The bull was pulling off his underwear when they turned to look at him. Like the canines, his penis was hidden in a sheath. The bull’s auburn fur darkened to almost black around his groin, including the scrotum that hung low beneath the rest of his equipment. Tyler let himself look - they were adults, and Avery had stripped knowing full well he and Eric were gay. But he tried very hard not to stare.

Avery shrugged. “Don’t bother me.”

“You don’t mind us using your soap?” Eric repeated doubtfully.

Avery shrugged again. “I’m using it first.” He walked over to one of the open showers and pushed the curtain aside, then reached in and turned the water on, waiting for it to warm up.

Tyler finished pulling his own underwear off and walked over, Eric behind him. “Yeah, but you don’t mind using it tomorrow night then?”

The bull looked over. His own eyes slid up Tyler’s body, and then Eric’s. He didn’t stare. “I know I say this about a lot of situations, but again, I was in the army. Frankly, I’m surprised you two don’t mind using my soap after I rub my nuts with it.” He stepped into his shower, not bothering to pull the curtain closed.

Tyler leaned down to whisper in Eric’s ear. “That’s kinda hot, actually.”

“I know, right?” the husky replied. His eyes flicked towards Tyler’s crotch. “Down boy. Not in public.”

Tyler grimaced and turned to his own shower, turning it on and stepping in once it warmed up. He did pull the curtain across, for whatever it did. He wet his fur all over. Next to him, he could see Avery’s hooves and calves under the stall wall. As he watched, white foam started to drip down into the water. Tyler imagined the bull as he must look right now. Fur wet and clinging to his muscles, soapy foam hiding and teasing everything underneath. He imagined how those heavy nuts would roll and dangle as Avery fondled them in his grip. How his sheath would squish and swell with the stimulus, a little bit of color peeking out. Tyler tried to hold himself back, but he looked down and saw a bit of color peeking out of his own sheath.

Hooves clicked on tile, and Tyler realized Avery was stepping out of his stall. The big dog glanced up as he came around the corner. The bull pulled the curtain aside without asking - then again, what was there to ask anyway? He stood there like a figure out of the great dane’s dreams. He’d rinsed himself of soap, but water still streamed off his fur. It dripped from his elbows, knees, the tip of his muzzle, and of course, his furry balls.

Tyler pulled his attention upwards with great difficulty. His eyes wanted to linger on the sheath, on the treasure trail of dark fur that led down to Avery’s groin. He traced the contour of the bull’s abs, visible despite the padding of his middle years beginning to spread. Those gorgeous pecs were outlined for him by water running around and curling along the underside of the muscles. After what felt like an age, the dog met Avery’s hazel eyes.

Thankfully, the bull was grinning slightly. “Nice to know I’ve still got it.”

Tyler cleared his throat. “You absolutely do man.”

“You sure you still want this?” Avery asked. He held up the bar of soap in one paw. The great dane reached out, but Avery quickly lowered his paw and ran the wet soap over his nutsack, rubbing it from behind and below, and even dragging it over his sheath. Tyler saw the corner of the bar slip into that opening for a second as it was dragged across. The bull held it out again. “Even now?” His grin had widened further.

Tyler felt his cock throb. A sensation of wetness traveled up to his brain from his groin. He didn’t look down, but he knew his tip must have poked out into the water running down his own body. Avery did look down at the involuntary motion. His grin slipped.

“Seriously?”

Tyler shrugged. Suddenly his confidence surged. Why was he being shy? Avery knew he was gay. The bull came to him and fondled his junk in his face. “Trust me dude, nobody picks what they’re into. I can’t help it.”

Avery glanced down again. Tyler swore he saw the bull’s balls tighten up, his dark furred groin tensing. “Yeah, I guess we can’t choose.” Tyler grabbed the soap from Avery and turned around towards the shower. He couldn’t stop his tail from wagging. Several moments later, the bull stepped back into his own shower stall for a last rinse.

Tyler looked over to confirm he could see Avery’s legs under the wall. And then he brought the soap to his face and breathed in through his nose. The scent of the man next to him sparked in his brain, weak as it was through the floral smells of the soap. The great dane breathed out, a smile on his face.

The three of them finished their showers quickly after that. Eric took the soap from Tyler, and gave it back to Avery when the two dogs walked to the benches. They didn’t talk to each other for a time as they headed back to their campsite. None of the three had bothered with a shirt in the warm weather, just wearing shorts. Tyler had noticed Avery didn’t bother with underwear either.

The bull tossed his bag into his tent as they got to their site. “I’m gonna get the fire going again. Wanna grab the coolers?” Eric helped Tyler as they got their precious drink stash out of the trunk. It didn’t take long til all three of them were seated in camping chairs around a flickering fire. Avery downed half his can in one go and sighed. “See, now I’m really glad I came out here. Can’t believe everyone else backed out.”

“I’m glad Alex didn’t try to come with the flu,” Eric said.

“Vince coulda come out though,” Avery replied.

“Sure, but he barely knows any of us.”

“Exactly! What better way to get to know people? I didn’t know you too well before this, Eric. Still don’t, I guess”

“Sure, but we both know Tyler. Vince doesn’t know anybody besides Alex real well.”

“Yeah, I guess.”

“I’m just happy you don’t mind third-wheeling,” Tyler said. Seeing Avery scowl at him, he quickly said “And not just because of Monica, ok? Third wheeling can blow no matter what.” The bull gave a mock glare, but he settled back into his chair, taking another swig before replying.

“Honestly, you guys aren’t bad together. For all I give you shit about it Tyler, it’s nice you care so much about making sure everyone feels included.” A smirk came to his muzzle. “Besides, normally when I third wheel I have to put up with the couple being all lovey-dovey at each other. But the only person you two make eyes at is me.”

The great dane looked at Eric to see what his reaction was. The husky was grinning back at Avery. “Yeah well, I can see Tyler naked whenever I want. You on the other hand…”

Avery snorted a laugh. “I don’t give a shit about being naked.” He reached down a paw and shoved his shorts down past his junk.

“That would be dramatic if I could actually see anything in the firelight, Avery.”

The bull let his elastic snap back up. “Don’t want to be arrested for public indecency anyways. Point is, third wheeling is fucked when the couple barely makes time for you. You guys have been good so far about just being friends.”

Eric lifted his own can in toast. “Cheers to that.” They all drank, and Avery got up for a second one. Tyler shook his empty can at his friend, and the bull tossed him another. The husky was still nursing his first.

As he sat back down, Tyler leaned forward. “So, tell me to fuck off if you don’t want to talk about it, but what’s next for you? You going back to the dating scene? Still need time? Single forever?” Eric swatted at his arm. “What? He told me not to treat him like he’s fragile. It’s been a month. And talking about stuff can be healthy.”

“Yeah its fine Eric, don’t worry.” Avery said. He held his drink by the bottom, twisting it round and round in the firelight. “I probably need more time, honestly. Like, we both agreed to break up. I kinda knew it was coming. I just can’t stop thinking about her, you know?” He dropped his paws into his lap and looked right at the fire. “We were really good together. I don’t know how hard it will be to find someone else like that, and I still wish I didn’t have to.”

“Why the breakup then? Did she feel differently?” Eric asked.

“No… I don’t think so. Long distance is… it sucks man. We just… didn’t have a plan to end it. She was happy where she lived, family close by, working up the ranks at her job. And obviously, government work, you know, can’t do that in the States.” Tyler and Eric nodded. “And I live by my family right, and you guys are all down here, and housing is so expensive by her…”

“Neither of you wanted to move to the other,” Tyler said softly.

“And we couldn’t agree on anything in between. I mean, somebody would have had to emigrate, right? Really hard to find an even compromise that way.” He looked up at the sky and exhaled heavily. He raised his can up and drank deep. “I can’t be mad at her. And she’s not mad at me. Nobody was wrong, nobody was being worse. Mutual.” He drank again. “I’m getting sick of that word. Mutual. Just means the world fucked us both over. And it blows because I loved her, man, and we can’t be together because of where we lived? Fucked up.”

They sat there for a few moments, drinking quietly. Animals hooted and rustled in the darkness outside the firelight. Other campers still moved around and made noise at their own fires.

Eric broke the silence. “What did you love about her?”

Avery’s face contorted for a moment, but then it relaxed as a small smile came to his face. “Ah, she was just great man. We liked the same games, shows, movies, music. She’d send me new songs like every other day and they were always what I wanted to hear. She listened when I had to rant about work. She always made time for our relationship. She had her own dreams, she didn’t need me to run her life like some girls I dated in the army. We just moved forward together. I spent like two months helping her look over her resume and cover letters when she was applying for jobs. She pushed me to apply for the general manager position when it opened up and I thought I didn’t have a shot.”

Tyler spoke quietly. “You guys were long distance for years. I know it isn’t perfect, but why not keep that going? Why breakup now?” Avery looked at him, and Tyler held up his paws defensively. “You know what I mean. Did you want to date other people? Tired of putting work into the relationship and not having a future for it?”

“The second one, mostly. I don’t really want to date other people, I wanted to date her. But…”

“What?”

Avery took another swig. “Long distance means no sex, guys. I don’t want to date other people, but with her so far away, well. You get it.” Tyler and Eric both nodded. Eric had gotten a second can at some point. The great dane got up and grabbed his third and threw one to Avery.

“It blows. She was amazing and awesome and supportive, and none of that mattered when I got horny. Not that I cheated!” he added. He looked almost pleading as he stared between the two dogs. “I promise, I never would. But it got hard.”

“I bet it did,” Eric said. “Sorry, not trying to downplay the situation,” he quickly added.

“No man, make some fucking jokes. You’re my friends, not therapists.” Avery leaned back and chuckled. “Honestly, it was rough. Some mornings I’d wake up and I swear I thought I’d have to call off sick since it wouldn’t go down.”

“Did you two ever talk about… opening the relationship?” Tyler asked. “Like, hookups allowed if you weren’t going to see each other for a while?”

“We did.”

“From the tone, not a productive conversation.”

Avery sighed and leaned back in his chair. “I mean, I feel lucky she even heard me out. Who wants to hear their partner ask to fuck other people? But honestly she thought about it too. In the end we both agreed, we’re not really hookup people, we like having a connection. Which meant anybody we found locally could be a threat to the relationship.”

“That’s really tricky to navigate,” Eric said. “I see why that would be tense.”

“Yeah it was tough.”

Tyler cracked his fourth can. He felt good, warm and with a pleasant buzz. It sucked to hear his friend in pain, but Avery looked like he wanted to get this out.

The great dane looked at his friend. “So, I imagine you’re strictly local for dating now right?”

“Problem is, I might be moving soon. Not to Canada, but to another store, and who knows where a position would open up. And I might move after that, you know. So I either find a girl who wants to move around everywhere or just settle on hookups.”

“What’s so bad about hookups?” Eric asked. Tyler raised an eyebrow at his husband. “Don’t you dare look judgemental, Tyler. This horndog,” Eric said gesturing to the great dane while looking at Avery, “He’s a fiend for hookups.”

“That’s misrepresenting the situation, don’t you think?” Tyler said in a droll tone.

The bull glanced between the two of them. “Do you guys have an open relationship?”

Tyler said “Sort of,” right as Eric said “Yes.” Avery’s eyebrows rose, and he looked down at his can.

“We have threesomes, or other, you know, group sex stuff. We don’t get to fuck whoever we want whenever we want. That’s not totally open,” Tyler said.

“That’s true,” Eric conceded. “We do it together or not at all,” he finished, looking at Avery.

“So if one of you is out somewhere traveling or away from home…” the bull asked.

“Our good old pal Paws, and nobody else,” Tyler said wiggling his digits.

“Wow. That’s…” Avery seemed at a loss for words. The great dane had expected disgust or maybe just joking, but not the interest the bull seemed to have.

“So, you never answered the question. What’s wrong with hookups?” Eric prodded.

“I mean, I’ve tried it. I like sex as much as the next guy. When Monica and I met up, those were wild weekends. But random people off the apps, not my thing. I like to know people a little bit, have a beer, sit by the fire, you know.”

“So are you chatting us up before we end the night?” Tyler joked.

“No! That’s not what I meant.”

“Relax man, I was kidding,” Tyler soothed. He studied his friend. Normally the bull didn’t even blink at lewd suggestions like that. He’d said it again tonight, that he’d met gayer straight guys in the army than married couples. But now he looked nervous. “You know Eric and I are just messing with you? I respect your sexuality just like you respect ours.”

“Yeah man, I know. Just, a little emotional right now thinking about the breakup.” Tyler nodded.

Avery got another beer. He had never bothered to put anything on besides his commando shorts. When he sat back down he seemed to study the can for a while, before popping the tab and drinking deep. When he lowered it, he looked into the fire for a while before looking back up at the dogs.

“What’s it like, being with a man?”

Tyler couldn’t help his expression of surprise. He glanced at his husband, who mirrored the feeling. He looked back at his friend. “Be with, like dating?”

“Well yeah partly, but I figured you’d just give me some bullshit about how it’s probably not any different than women and it all depends on the person.”

“It does.”

“So then, be with as in sex.”

“Uhhh well,” Tyler said, glancing at his husband for support.

“Neither of us have been with women, Avery. Gold star gays. All we have is pretty biased” Eric added.

“Sure, but still, you must be able to describe the sensation. It can’t feel the same as with a woman.”

“You want us to describe gay sex for you,” Eric asked slowly.

Avery’s face was only half lit. Maybe he was blushing, but Tyler couldn’t tell. “I was just… curious I guess.”

“I mean, I’ll tell you about it. I don’t have shame,” Eric said quickly. “Just, most straight guys don’t want to hear about sucking dick or getting a cock up your ass.”

“What if I’m not straight?” Avery asked softly.

The fire crackled quietly between the three of them. It threw flickering shadows across the bull’s face as he sat there in the camp chair. The dogs looked at each other again. Eric gestured sharply with his muzzle towards the bull. The implication was clear - Tyler needed to help his friend.

“Well, you know we’re the last people who are gonna judge you. I still remember spending all my college years trying to figure myself out.” Tyler said. “I’m assuming you want to hear about it because you’re thinking you might like it?” The bull nodded. “Well, I guess uh… you know, sex feels good no matter what. But with a man, I’m looking at his muscles, the extra fur on his muzzle. Maybe something like a mane on a lion or Eric’s shoulders, they’re broader than female husky’s. The scents are totally different, from what I’ve smelled. Men are… musky. And I like that.”

“Like my soap?” Avery asked, a hint of a smile on his face.

Tyler chuckled. “Yeah, like your soap. Like I said, you don’t get to pick your kinks.”

“And obviously there’s the dick and balls,” Eric added.

“Yeah I was getting to that, handsome,” Tyler muttered.

“Just saying.”

“How do y’all know,” Avery asked, then restarted. “I mean, how can y’all tell the difference between wanting to be like somebody, or jealous of what they have, versus wanting it, like attracted to it?”

“Honestly, let me know if you figure it out,” Eric joked. “Its a bit tricky for anyone attracted to the same gender. Generally, I try to ask myself if I want to lick that body part or have that body part licked.”

“You dogs,” Avery said shaking his head. “Always licking everything you can get your hands on.”

“What can I say? When I see a bone I like, I want to lick it.”

Avery didn’t respond to the lewd joke. He kept looking down at the fire before he asked another question. “Ain’t it supposed to make more sense? I definitely like women. Never been a doubt in my mind that way.”

Tyler cleared his throat. “Its possible you’re bisexual, if you’re wondering about males. And the way we grew up, you’re not supposed to be attracted to men. So if you were attracted to women, you probably just buried or ignored all the other possibilities, or rationalized it as envy instead of attraction like we were just talking about.”

“You really think I could do that for what, 15 years since puberty?”

The great dane snorted. “Avery, I have never been attracted to women. I was looking up penises on the internet in middle school, and jerking off to gay porn all through my teenage years. Even with all of that, I still thought it was some kind of phase I would grow out of, and that one day I’d grow up and start thinking tits were hot.”

“Seriously?”

“Yeah man! Because everyone around me said being gay was bad, and that being gay meant I was all these things that weren’t just attraction to males. My dad caught me looking at gay porn and gave me the religious spiel about going to hell that scared the fur off me. So I never let myself think about it. It wasn’t til I went to college and actually met gay people that I started to let myself be open, even in my own thoughts.”

The bull pondered this for a while, still sipping his beer. He stood up to get another and talked while he walked. “So, you think I’ve always been gay -”

“Bi”

“Bisexual, whatever, and I’ve just pretended not to be because I was conditioned?”

“Look, I’m not an expert,” Tyler explained. “And I can’t tell you what’s been going on. I’m just trying to show you, this might not be some dramatic change in your personality. Tell me this; Before you met me and Eric and Alex, did you know any gay people? Did you know any bisexual people before you met Jess?”

Avery paused before his seat. “Well, I had a gay cousin. But I only saw him like once every few years.”

“And did your family welcome him with open arms?”

“Not really.”

Tyler tilted his muzzle forward, ears perked. Avery turned around and looked at him, then at Eric. “Shit,” he swore softly. He slowly sank down into his chair. “I always figured every man appreciated dicks, you know? And that we were supposed to date women, so that’s what we did.” He put a paw on his head. “Hell, I’ve never even thought that sentence in my head before. I appreciate dicks?” he said questioningly, wonderingly.

“There’s a lot to love,” Tyler added.

The bull lowered his paw. He looked between Tyler and his husband, seeming confused. “What do I do now?”

Eric leaned forward too. “Whatever you want, Avery.”

“I meant like, do I have to come out to my family, or tell somebody -”

“There isn’t a list of registered queers,” laughed Eric. “You don’t have to tell anybody you don’t want to. Hell, you don’t have to do anything. Maybe sometimes you jerk off to men in porn, but still date girls. Maybe you stare a couple seconds longer in the showers but keep having sex with women.”

The bull sat for a moment, then he leaned forward. “I want to try it.”

“Great!” Eric said.

“How do I do that?”

“Same way you have sex with women, buddy,” Tyler said. “You find somebody interested and then you have sex with them. Although for men you might have to use an app or go to a gay bar. It can be hard to find similar people sometimes, and depending on where you live it might not be… safe to hit on men.”

“Yeah but… what do I do? Do I have to take it up the ass? What if he pulls his cock out and I realize I’m not into it?”

“Ok ok, lets take it back a step,” Eric laughed. Tyler couldn’t help grinning too, despite his friend’s slightly panicked expression. “You don’t have to do anything you don’t want to, and if he has a problem with you backing out, oh well. But,” the husky quickly added, seeing Avery open his muzzle. “Since those answers aren’t satisfying you, let’s talk dirty details.”

“You don’t have to take it up the ass if you don’t want to. Some guys never do. Some guys try it and realize its not for them. Some guys only like small dicks, or can’t handle knots.”

“What’s a knot? Is that some kind of sex position?” Avery asked. Tyler and Eric stared at him. “Dumb question?”

“I mean, he isn’t a canine,” Eric reasoned.

Tyler nodded. “A knot is a name for a part of a canine dick. It swells up near the bottom. You’ve never seen a canine erect before?”

“Why would I?”

“You don’t even watch straight porn with dogs in it?”

“I guess not. I’ve never gone out of my way to look up certain kinds of men, ya know? Guys have different dicks?”

“Yes, but it’s not important right now,” Eric interjected. “The point is, you can absolutely decide you’re only going to be a top - that means you’re always the one penetrating, basically what you’e probably always done with women unless you got pegged.”

“Ok…”

“Hell, you could even decide you don’t want to suck dick. You could probably go back home, put a picture of your torso on an app, say something like ‘Big bull looking for a hole to breed’ and have three guys lined up at your door for you to fuck in an hour. And they’d thank you for the opportunity.”

“You’re fucking with me.”

The husky shook his head. Tyler added “That’s basically how I met Eric.” His husband turned to face him slowly. “Ok, maybe a slight exaggeration. But seriously Avery, you can start out with what you’re already familiar with. Hell, you can avoid anal all together. Just suck dick or get sucked, pawjobs, maybe some frotting.”

“You guys keep throwing a lotta lingo at me. Frotting?”

“Rubbing dicks together, like the swordfight jokes. Look, I’m personally not much of a bottom. I’ll do it for certain people on certain occasions. I like sucking cock, I enjoy being with men in general. That’s all.”

“Still seems like a lot to figure out.”

“Welcome to life buddy.”

“Straight sex is way simpler. I put my penis in her vagina and we’re done.”

Eric shook his head and laughed. “Bullshit - no pun intended. How’d you figure out your favorite position? Whether you like going down on women, or getting your dick sucked? Did you tell them how to stroke you when they warmed you up? Do you like people playing with your nipples? Maybe give your balls a tug? You explored yourself and your partner no matter what their gender was. Or else you’re terrible at sex.”

“I am not bad at sex!”

Eric spread his arms wide. “Well then, what's the problem? Now you just explore yourself and a partner again, except there will be a penis between their legs.”

“It just seems so daunting,” Avery muttered. “What if - no that’s crazy.”

“What is it man? We’ve been pretty open so far.”

The bull looked down at the ground. “What if I had sex with you first? To help me figure it all out.”

The dogs stared at Avery, then looked at each other. Eric cocked his head to the side, ears pointing towards the bull. Tyler felt his sheath - already very full with their lewd conversation - pulse in his lap. The husky’s tail wagged once behind his chair.

Tyler looked back at his friend. “Uh, just to clarify, sex with who?”

“Both of you. You said only together right?”

“Well yeah, I guess.”

Avery sighed. “I’m sorry, forget I said anything. It was really stupid, I’m just horny from the beer and the talk and drunk anyway and -”

“No!” Tyler said, holding out a paw. He looked at his husband while he spoke. “That is, uh, we aren’t opposed to it…” Eric nodded emphatically. “It’s just… unexpected.”

“I think I’d just feel a lot more comfortable with you two than some stranger off the internet, ya know?”

Tyler sat, considering. He glanced at his husky again, who slowly nodded. The great dane set his jaw and leaned forward. Avery looked up.

“Avery, I really want to say yes right now, but think this through first. You’re drunk. Five minutes ago you said out loud for the first time ever that you appreciated dicks. And now you wan’t to roll in the tent with us? I mean, are you really sure? You’re not gonna wake up tomorrow and be pissed we coerced you into doing gay shit?”

The bull sat for a time. Tyler considered that a very good sign. If he blustered and insisted without thinking, the great dane would have trusted him far less, would probably never have done it. Finally he spoke. “I think you’re right. I’m only asking ‘cause I’m drunk and horny right now. But that doesn’t mean it isn’t real. I just need a little push from the alcohol, ya know?” He stared at the fire for another few moments. “And I think if I go to sleep right now I’m going to lay there wondering, and I’m gonna wake up regretting, and I’m never gonna be able to work up the courage again.”

“Never is a long time, buddy. But maybe you’re right,” Tyler conceded.

Avery perked up a little. “So does that mean…”

“Eric, I want you to say it out loud for me,” Tyler asked his husband.

“I’m in.” Of course the horny husky was wagging his tail. Likely he knew the bull would want to try his ass, and Eric was a very willing bottom.

“Great!” Avery said. He stood up, and both dogs could see the firelight highlight a rather sizeable bulge in the bull’s shorts. “What do we do now?”

“We put the fire out, completely, and we pack up all our stuff outside. And then we climb in our tent together, I guess.”

Standing from his chair and stretching, Tyler turned to get the cooler only to find Eric had already snagged it and was hauling it to the car. Hissing from behind as Avery poured water on the fire, pushing aside the logs to ensure every ember was extinguished. Barely thirty seconds later and the two hornballs were striding towards the canine’s tent. Well, this would go a lot better if everyone was excited about it.

Tyler got down on his knees and crawled in behind Avery. The two dogs had what was technically a six person tent, since they sometimes took their nieces and nephews with them and shared it. Despite that, there wasn’t a ton of room, especially for Avery’s horns. But he was careful with them, bespeaking the bull’s longtime familiarity with tents. With the fire extinguished, there was almost no light save the faint moonlight filtering through the trees and fabric. As the dane zipped the tent shut behind them all, he clambered around to face the two vague and indistinct shapes.

“Should I get a flashlight?” Eric said. Despite speaking normally outside, suddenly he was whispering like he was hiding in the dark.

“Not unless you want to make one hell of a shadow puppet for all the other campsites,” Tyler replied in a normal voice. The campsites were decently far apart - and they were going to be making noise soon no matter what. “Unfortunately Avery’s first experience is going to be totally blind.”

“That’s kinda hot,” the bull said.

They knelt there for a moment, and Tyler got the distinct impression that both of them were looking at him in the darkness. “What?” the great dane asked.

The two of them shuffled before Eric said “Well, you’ve kind of been in charge so far, and you know Avery better than me, and obviously he’s a little inexperienced.”

“Fuck’s sake,” Tyler said, feeling the alcohol in his own system burning through his inhibitions. He was trying to be slow and careful, but if they wanted him to take charge, he’d do it. He moved across the tent towards Avery, knees rubbing on the sleeping mat he and Eric had put down. He reached out a paw, unable to see well, and bumped into the bull’s own searching arm. Tyler followed it up to the bull’s shoulder and used the reference to kneel right in front of him. Avery tentatively rested his paw on Tyler’s opposite shoulder.

Slowly, more out of caution than sensuality, the great dane began trailing his paw down from the bull’s shoulder onto his pecs. After a slight delay, Avery mirrored his motion. Tyler led, feeling the brush of soft fur and the modest give of the muscled chest he fondled. Avery moved his paw, but he didn’t caress like Tyler did - he just let his arm move mechanically, like he was afraid to really feel the dog.

“Squeeze my pecs Avery,” Tyler commanded. He didn’t bark an order, but he also didn’t ask. The bull obeyed, still stiff at first, but as Tyler showed him how, groping the bull’s own sexy figure, the bulls digits softened, began tracing the outline of Tyler’s muscles. The big dog let his paw slip down to Avery’s nipple, and was rewarded with a soft exhale. Tyler circled it gently, and Avery followed suit on him.

“It’s so fucking hot listening to this,” Eric breathed from the side. Tyler smiled. He’d involve his husband soon, but for now, he didn’t want to overwhelm his friend. Without saying anything, Tyler let his paw trail lower down the bull’s torso. Avery mirrored him again, rubbing through the fur - and ever so slight gut - on the dane’s abs. Avery had a similar gut beginning to grow, but Tyler could still feel the muscles beneath. He didn’t stay there long. He let his paw slip down from the bull’s belly button and the slightly thicker trail of fur to the waistband of his shorts.

The slightest tease, as the dog’s claw caught the fabric, pulling it out half an inch before letting it snap back. Avery’s breath caught again. It was funny - earlier they’d been standing together fully naked, even aroused, but even clothed nothing had the sensuality of this dark, quiet caress. Tyler trailed his paw down Avery’s thigh, tantalizingly close to his groin. Avery’s breathing had sped up, and Eric wasn’t far behind. The bull shifted slightly on his haunches where he knelt. And Tyler used the motion to stop his teasing and grab the bull’s bulge through his shorts.

Avery gasped, freezing in the dane’s clutches. His own paw had not followed the dog’s, instead remaining pressed against Tyler’s stomach. Tyler slowly moved his digits, fondling what he held. Avery’s sheath was full - if the dane was any judge, at least a few inches of the bull’s cock poked out. It throbbed against the dog’s paw as he squeezed gently, working through the fabric. Avery still hadn’t moved his paw.

“Go ahead,” Tyler said in a low voice. “Feel it.” A moment, frozen, and then the bull’s paw slid down an inch. Another. Tyler felt his own shorts pushed down a tiny bit before Avery pulled his arm back to trail across the front of his clothes. The dane’s own sheath throbbed as the warmth and pressure of the bull’s touch brushed it. “Grab it. It’s not made of glass,” Tyler commanded again. He slowly tilted his head back as his unsheathing cock was wrapped in the grip of his friend through his shorts. Under his own paw, he felt the bull’s cock throb hard, rapidly. His paw filled with the quickly lengthening shaft. “Oh yeah, you like it a lot. Feel him Eric.”

Soft warmth as the husky’s paw settled just above his own. Avery was almost panting now, and their clothes were still on. A low chuckle filled the tent as Eric explored between the bull’s legs. “I knew you’d be big, buddy.” A particularly hard throb answered that comment. Avery’s paw squeezed lightly on Tyler’s maleness, finally beginning to explore him.

“Take my shorts off,” Tyler said, his voice quieter than before. The bull shuffled forward, breaking Eric’s hold. His other paw helped, sliding the elastic down Tyler’s waist. The dane sat up a bit, helping the process. He felt his shorts catch on the tip of his still hardening erection, providing tension. Avery pulled more slowly, until the dog’s cock slipped free, bouncing up. His shaft’s angry red color wasn’t visible in the dark, but all three of them could see the faint shape it made in the moonlight. Unbidden, the bull’s paw returned to the great dane’s penis. Featherlight touch, careful motion. Tyler opened his muzzle to speak, but Avery closed his grip around the shaft before he could say anything. Leaning back slightly, Tyler let his friend explore a male for the first time.

“It’s hot,” the bull muttered.

“Yeah, you definitely like dick,” Eric laughed.

“No, I mean temperature. It’s like a handwarmer,” Avery clarified. “Although, it is pretty hot too.” The great dane throbbed in his paw. “And you pulse, that’s so weird. Little slimy too.”

“Natural lube from my sheath, thanks. It’s not slime,” Tyler countered. “You pulse too, you know. Every guy does. You just don’t notice it as much as someone else.”

Avery’s paw slowly slid up the dog’s shaft to the tip, one digit slipping over his slit and rubbing at the precum gathering there. The great dane was almost fully erect now, and starting to really get excited.

“Taste it,” came the encouragement from the husky to the side. Avery hesitated, paw still moving slowly over Tyler’s shaft.

“I don’t know if I’m ready for that,” he explained.

“That’s fine,” Eric replied. “Can I taste you then?”

A quiet moment, before Avery chuckled and said “Hell, why not? I don’t think I’d turn down a blowjob regardless of my sexuality.” Tyler grinned as well while his husband shuffled closer to the bull, the dark shape of his upper half bending down. The bull released his grip on the dane’s shaft as he helped the husky remove the bull’s shorts. Before Eric could keep going though, Avery insisted on helping the husky shed his own clothing. And grabbed Eric’s cock once it was free, judging by the husky’s noises.

“You guys have such narrow tips. Are you just not hard yet?” he asked.

“No, I’m pretty fucking hard right now,” Eric said, a slight tension to his voice. “My knot isn’t really out yet, but most canines just have a very tapered shape.”

“You get a lot thicker at the bottom,” the bull mused.

“You have no idea.”

Eric moved forward again, ducking his head down. It was hard for Tyler to see, but judging from the sounds the bull was now making, his husband was licking the bull’s cock. Avery let out a long breath. Now it was Tyler’s turn to sit there in the dark and listen to his husband pleasure another male. It made him horny as hell. Lewd slurping sounds came to him as the talented husky stopped playing around and starting sucking off the bull. Avery’s breathing became short gasps, then moans.

“Hot damn, where’d you learn to suck dick like that?” he panted.

Eric pulled his muzzle back, releasing the bull’s thick cock with a popping sound. “Practice makes perfect. Better than the women?” he asked slyly.

“Hey, you said this wasn’t an all or nothing thing and I liked both.”

“Sure, sure… but who’s better?”

Avery sighed. “Well, most of the women who sucked me off just blew me instead of asking if guys were better so -” Tyler saw the motion as Eric dove back down, and heard the bull grunt as the husky resumed his blowjob.

“Very nice,” Tyler said, shuffling a little closer. “Eric works best with a fire under his ass. I hope you’ve got a couple rounds in the chamber though, cause he won’t come back up for air until you finish.”

“Finish?” Avery grunted. Tyler could see the bull had started rolling his hips a little, shoving himself into Eric’s mouth. “Will he spit?” Both have them heard the angry sounding husky noises from between them. Avery jumped a little. “He just tugged my nuts.”

“Eric is offended you would even ask if he’s a quitter. He wants your load down his throat and he won’t stop til he gets it.”

“That’s fucking hot,” Avery breathed. His thrusting got more intense, and he leaned over the husky in his lap, wrapping thick paws around Eric’s waist.

“Feel his hole,” Tyler suggested.

“What?”

The great dane grabbed his buddy’s right paw in his and pulled it from the husky’s hips down across his ass, trailing through the crack until Tyler pressed the bull’s digits right over top Eric’s hole. His husband obligingly spread his knees to the side as he kept throating Avery’s cock.

“Eric loves blowing people, but he loves a load in his ass even more,” Tyler rumbled. He kept his paw on top of Avery’s for a moment until he felt the bull start to explore by himself. He so badly wished he could see his husband blowing his friend while he got fingered, but he just had to imagine it from the dark shapes humping and thrusting in front of him.

“Little uh, ahh, little dry,” Avery said. He was clearly climbing to his peak. Tyler felt his husband’s tail brush him as Eric wagged it, excited to swallow the bull’s load. “Pussies get wet on their own, you know.” He grunted again, thrusting particularly hard into the canine muzzle between his legs.

“We’ve got to be a little more creative,” Tyler said. He moved forward, pushing his own rock hard cock between Eric’s cheeks. He let his length slide along the gap, not penetrating his husky. His leaking tip brushed against Avery’s digits and the bull froze. “Use my pre and rub it into him.”

“Are you gonna fuck him?”

“You sound disappointed.”

Grunts and wet thrusts sounded, but Avery did not reply. Instead, Tyler felt those digits start moving, rubbing against the precum spurting from his tip as his friend started to properly warm up the smaller dog underneath him.

He only got one digit partway in when the husky picked up pace between them. “Oh fuck,” Avery growled. “He’s gonna make me cum.”

“You probably found his prostate,” Tyler observed. “Give him what he wants, Avery. Empty your balls down his throat.”

The bull snarled as he moved his paws back to the husky’s waist and started thrusting hard. The great dane heard three muffled slaps of the bull’s nuts on his husband’s chin before Avery groaned, arching backwards. Tyler leaned over the husky instead, his cock still resting between his partner’s cheeks, and slipped a paw around to gently stroke Eric’s raging erection beneath him. He swore he could hear his husband gulping down the bovine’s load. Carefully, Tyler reached out his other paw and grabbed Avery’s nipple. The bull lowed, his hips twitching and thrusting again for a moment.

The three of them held there for a long moment as Avery’s orgasm finished, and then the bull leaned backwards, settling onto his knees fully. Tyler heard more than saw as his cock pulled free of Eric’s muzzle, and the great dane leaned back on his own knees to let his husband straighten. He kept a paw on the husky’s erection, which still throbbed unsatisfied between the dog’s legs.

Avery broke the silence first. “I’m damned glad I didn’t go to my own tent.”

“You’d have blown the tarp off your tent,” Eric said, licking his muzzle. “You went off like a gun.”

Avery seemed to be shrinking before Tyler’s eyes, settling back, head turning away. “Sorry. It’s been a minute.”

“Don’t apologize!” Eric said. “That was hot as hell. I’m damned glad you came to our tent too. Your load was much better in my mouth than a tissue or something.”

The shape of the bull’s horns could be seen as he turned towards the two of them in the dark. “You liked it? I didn’t even do anything for you, you know, no reach around or whatever.”

Eric’s cock throbbed in Tyler’s paws. “Avery, I mean it when I tell you I love sucking dick and swallowing loads,” the husky said.

“Reach over here and see if it feels like he’s kidding,” Tyler half joked. BUt the bull listened, one paw tentatively crossing the distance he’d opened up between them. He groped blindly down Eric’s stomach until he bumped into the smaller dog’s leaking tip. Tyler let his own paw trail down to his husband’s fuzzy nuts as his friend replaced his grip on the husky’s shaft. Tyler felt Eric hump his hips lightly a few times into the bull’s grip.

“Damn, you really get off just blowing guys?” Avery asked again.

“I mean, part of this is knowing I’m gonna get a happy ending before the night is over too. But yeah, I do. Feeling somebody throb in my muzzle, hearing their moans as I get them closer, they way they go a little wild towards the end. I love the taste when Tyler’s a little sweaty after a workout or a long day pent up. I love the big finish.”

“Only one girl I’ve been with ever swallowed,” Avery murmured. Tyler still knelt behind his husband and could vaguely see the bull stroking his husky gently, almost in a trance. “I didn’t realize how close I was and kinda shot off in her throat, and she was mad as hell.”

“I’d be mad if you hadn’t given me your load,” Eric told him. “Although I think you did have a bit of bad luck with those relationships. For all my shit talking, there are women out there who’d go nuts over the chance to blow you.”

Avery grunted. “You were better,” he admitted.

Tyler could practically hear his husband grinning. “We know how to work a penis. Comes with the territory.”

“Are you saying I’d be good at sucking dick?”

“Are you saying you want to try?”

Silence for a moment, although faint wet sounds continued as Avery kept sliding his paw slowly along Eric’s cock. Then the bull shifted forwards and started to lean down. “Lie on your back or my horns will get you,” was all he said. Tyler moved to the side as his husband lay down. Avery went in close first, and they could all hear a deep sniff. Seemingly he wasn’t repulsed since he took another, then a third. He’d kept his paw on the husky cock the whole time. At last he leaned forward and gave the tip a tentative lick.

Eric moaned - a little for effect, in Tyler’s opinion of his husband - but it had the desired effect, emboldening Avery to take another few licks. “Enjoying the flavor?” The great dane asked his friend.

Avery paused for a moment. “I thought it would be worse… but it’s mostly just salty?”

“Pretty much just sweat and precum, yeah.”

“I thought it would taste, I dunno, different.”

Eric chuckled. “My dick isn’t flavorful enough for you?”

“I thought it would be gross, honestly.”

“Alright, less food critic more cocksucking,” Eric said. “I don’t like being teased anymore than the next guy.”

Avery lowered his head again, this time wrapping his lips around the tip. He kept at it, although he was a little timid still. It was amusing to see the muscular bull act so careful as he began to bob his head a little on canine cock. Even in the dark Tyler could see he’d been right to warn the husky to lay down. If Eric tried to sit up from his supine position he’d be impaled on the wrong sort of bull horn.

Despite his inexperience, it became obvious to both of the dogs that Avery was enjoying himself, probably more obvious to Eric. The bull naturally started to go further down the husky’s dick, turning his head slightly to use his tongue along underside and over the tip. Eric’s noises of pleasure weren't fake anymore.

Then the husky grunted, one paw going to Avery's horn to stop him in place. “Watch the teeth, please.” He released the bull, and their friend lifted his head clear of the canine’s shaft.

“Sorry. You do get thicker towards the bottom and I got a little… excited.”

Emboldened, Tyler reached over and felt in the bull’s lap. His friend shifted at the contact, and the great Dane felt his friend pulsing back to life under his grip. “Isn't it awesome?” He asked his friend.

Avery nodded. “I never really thought someone could enjoy sucking dick. I thought people just did it to make their partners happy. But it's pretty hot feeling you throb in my mouth.”

“Happy to help,” Eric said. “Now, when you go back down, try wrapping your lips over your teeth. Stick your tongue out and down to make room for more dick in your muzzle, and relax your throat like you're skulling a beer if it makes it that far. I'll try to hump a little once you're settled in.”

Avery nodded, but Tyler spoke up before he could lean down again. “Hey now, I think I've been pretty patient. But my husband got your load already, and I'm sitting here just as horny.”

A sigh came from the darkness where Eric lay. “Greedy pup,” he said.

The bull between them shook his head. “Man, I never even dreamed the first time I was with another man I'd be sucking two cocks at once.”

“You explicitly asked for this,” Tyler reminded him. “Just say you aren't interested or don't want to do it right now and that's enough for me.”

“No,” Avery growled. A heavy paw pressed into Tyler's chest and he obeyed, laying down on the tent floor next to his husband. The great Dane lifted his left leg and drapes his thigh over the husky's as hot, moist breath huffed over his rock hard erection.

Avery grabbed his cock first. He was more forceful than he'd been at the start, getting comfortable. Tyler still couldn't help but tense a little as his friend started to blow him. He held himself rigid as Avery’s lips slid down his shaft - and down, and down further. The great Dane felt a gasp rise from his throat as his cock slid smoothly into the bull's. A genuine moan of pleasure escaped him as Avery kissed his knot, and the big dog felt himself melt underneath the eager first timers efforts.

“Impressive,” Eric laughed. The husky reached a paw down and wrapped it around Tyler's knot, getting another moan from the bigger canine. “You probably shouldn't even try to fit this part in your mouth right now Avery, but if you want either of us to cum down your throat, squeeze this once we’re close.”

“Just understand if you squeeze my knot I'm not pulling out until my balls are empty,” Tyler added in a low voice.

Avery didn't bother lifting his head up to acknowledge that. Instead, one paw started fondling the great Danes testicles. He rolled them gently around as he started to blow Tyler properly.

“Fuck yeah. Use your tongue more, swipe it side to side…. Yeah like that. Come up to the tip sometimes and really lick that over, oh yeah,” Tyler kept up running instructions as he coached his new lover on his preferred blowjob. Avery caught on quickly. It helped he had a big mouth and the right shape of muzzle but Tyler still struggled to believe the bull had gulped down his whole shaft on his second ever blowjob. The Dane had to be at least eight inches before the knot.

Despite his enthusiasm and natural ability, Tyler still felt the bull's inexperience. He could only really focus on one thing. If he used his tongue, he stopped bobbing up and down. If he tried to go down to the knot again, he lost the seal of his lips as he opened his mouth as wide as possible.

The great Dane still enjoyed it, but he wasn't surprised when Avery lifted his head up and leaned back a bit. “You’ve got a damn log for a cock,” he muttered. “Do you unhinge your jaw or something when you blow him?” He asked Eric.

“Feels like it sometimes,” the husky admitted. “I don't mind if you suck me off instead. I can take the ego hit of being smaller.”

“What a valiant self sacrifice,” Avery said in a dry voice. But the bull did move over and put his head in the husky’s lap. Tyler felt his cheek brush the bigger dogs thigh as his husband started moaning and directing their friend on his pleasure.

After only a minute or so though, Avery leaned back again. “My muzzle needs a break,” he panted. He rubbed his jaw with one paw. “I thought I'd be more experienced after eating pussy but that takes some different muscles.”

“What do you want to try next?” Tyler asked his buddy, sitting up as Eric did the same.

The briefest hesitation. “I think someday I might try the other team, ya know, but tonight… I kinda just want to fuck right now.”

“Works for me.” Tyler and Eric said.

“Is that ok?”

“Yeah man. I love getting fucked,” Eric said.

“Well… actually, I wanted to ask…” started Avery. Both dogs tilted their heads to the side. “I mean, your ass looks incredible Eric - or is that weird?” He swung his head side to side before looking at the great Dane. “But I kind of want to - and you can say no, obviously, you already said you aren't much of a -”

“Stop giving me platitudes and start stretching me out,” Tyler ordered. He rolled over into his knees and hiked his ass into the air, lifting his tail and smacking Avery with it along the way.

“Seriously?” Avery asked. “Just like that? I thought you said you weren't much of a bottom.”

“More than you,” Tyler teased. “Besides, I know we said you don't have to do everything and all that, but you're missing out if you never bottom. Gotta be a good example for the newly queer.”

“So I'm a queer now?” Avery growled, grabbing Tyler's wagging tail and shuffling close enough to lean his face down.

“Sucking off two guys at once, flirting with gay guys in the showers, nutting in a man's throat, and now you're rimming a great Dane,” Eric ticked off the events on a paw. “The straightest thing about you now is your dick, cause it's standing straight up.”

Tyler stopped listening to his husband once Avery got his tongue on the big canine's asshole. Inexperience he might be at blowjobs, but he clearly knew how to use his muzzle to warm up a willing hole.

Warm, wet licks traveled over Tyler’s ass while the bull got him ready. Shortly he felt a thick digit, well lubed in spit, pressing at his entrance. The great Dane tried to remember the feeling he had whenever he bottomed for Eric, relaxing his hole and pressing back lightly as it slipped in.

Avery wasted no time working the Danes passage open, continuing to use his tongue on the surface as he fingered his friend. Tyler relaxed even more when his husky slid beneath his arched hips and slipped the Danes leaking tip inside his mouth.

As much as he appreciated the bull's enthusiastic first blowjob, it was a relief to sink his now burning hot length into the well practiced muzzle of his husband. And Avery was a lot more skilled at his current job too, which combined to force precum out of Tyler's cock as he humped his hips forward, fucking the husky's throat as he was rimmed.

The three of them didn't establish a rhythm - it was just a mounting, escalating event as the two on the outside drove Tyler into an increasing frenzy. The great dane tried to fit his knot into Eric's muzzle, but he wanted to push back onto Avery's tongue as the bull slipped it past his entrance. He moaned, lowering his head, tail trying to wag in his friends grip as he rocked his hips back and forth.

Finally Eric popped Tyler out of his mouth. “He's good and goddamn ready Avery. Fuck him.” The three digits the bull had managed to work in withdrew, along with the moist warmth of his breath. Paws settled on his hips, and Tyler arched his back a little more. He felt Averys cocktip poking his cheek, before a furry paw wrapped around it and guided it right to the Danes hole.

Avery pressed forward. Tyler felt his breath catch despite his best efforts to relax, and at the sound, Eric put his muzzle back on Tyler's cock. Relaxing again into his husky's mouth, Tyler felt that comparatively blunt tip of his friends dick slip inside him.

“Fuuuuuuuuck, man,” Avery groaned. “You're so warm around my cock, like a furnace.” The bull pushed forward more, pressing an inch into Tyler.

“Stop there!” Tyler exclaimed. He shifted his knees a bit, widening his stance.

“Shit man I'm sorry,” Avery apologized. He started to move backwards.

“No it's fine! Just don't move in for a bit,” the great Dane panted.

“I didn't think I'm much bigger than Eric,” Avery said. “Or do you bottom for other guys?”

“You take a dick up your tailpipe and go balls deep first thrust,” Tyler shot back. “You’re a lot thicker up front than most guys I'm used to - plus, I'm not actually that used to most guys.”

The two of them sat there for a moment. Eric was doing his damnedest to make Tyler ignore his ass, but he’d gone half flaccid in his husband's mouth from the pressure at his hole. Quickly enough though, the uncomfortable pressure transformed into a desire for more, especially when Eric started fondling the bigger dogs balls and gently stimulating his sheath where his knot had slipped back in.

“Ok, go ahead - slow,” he cautioned the bull.

Avery kept it slow, but Tyler felt the power behind his friends hips. It was one of the bigger dogs favorite things about men. Even when he had them bent over himself, males were so solid and strong, even the smaller ones like his husband. And it meant that they could take so much more force when the great Dane really fucked them.

The inches slipped inside the canine as he pressed back slightly on all fours. Avery kept a firm grip on the dogs tail as he hilted himself in his friend with groans of pleasure, the other paw pulling Tyler's hips back into his own furry thighs.

As the bull bottomed out inside him, Tyler again motioned for a brief rest as he got used to the full feeling from his guts stretching around the bovines maleness. Beneath him, Eric slurped free of his cock, now fully hard again, and rolled upright to the side.

“How about we spit roast him Avery?” The husky asked.

“Hell yeah,” came the gruff reply.

“You good for that?” Eric asked his husband. Tyler grinned up at him. “Works for me. But I want to double penetrate you tomorrow with Avery then.”

“Tomorrow?” Avery asked as Eric shuffled in front of Tyler. The great Dane opened his mouth and swirled his tongue over his husband's shaft as he shoved all the way in to the larger dogs muzzle. “Did you say double penetrate?”

“If I'm really horny, I can take two cocks at once, but only for a little bit, and definitely not balls deep. Oh, and you can start fucking Tyler now.”

“Really?”

Tyler made a sound of muffled approval around the dick in his mouth and wiggled his ass back at Avery. The bull obediently pulled his hips back a few inches, then pushed his cock back in slowly. Tyler moaned around Eric's shaft as he felt his prostate rubbed by his friends maleness. He didn't try to wow Avery too much yet and focused instead on Eric while he let the bull use his hole. He had a lot of experience blowing the husky.

Avery picked up his pace over the next few minutes until he was slamming his hips into the fuzzy thighs of the great Dane underneath him. Eric was moaning with him as he got close to his peak.

“It's so fucking hot watching you pound him,” Eric panted. He was moving his hips, his nuts bouncing off Tyler's chin. His knot had started to slip in and out of his husband's muzzle. “I'm not gonna last much longer.”

Hearing this, Tyler started to work his mouth all the way up and down his lovers shaft, pushing his body back onto Averys cock whenever he pulled back to Eric's tip. He brought a paw up to start rhythmically squeezing his husband's knot.

Eric groaned, grabbing Tyler's head behind his heard and fucking his face hard. Avery was grunting and growling as he fucked Tyler harder, spurred on by the couple in front of him.

“Fuck, I’m gonna - ooooh shit,” Eric moaned. He thrust his hips forward, letting Tyler seal his lips behind his knot as his balls pulled up close and he came down the Danes throat. Moments passed as Tyler kept using his tongue, gulping down cum and stimulating his husband's cock at the same time. The husky twitched his body weakly, milking the last few drops into his husband's mouth.

Avery's thrusts were erratic and rapid now, Tyler's muscular figure shaking with each impact as he approached his peak.

“Reach down and grab his knot,” Eric ordered the bull as he got his breath back. Avery immediately bent over Tyler, almost stabbing Eric with his horns. “Woah buddy,” the husky laughed. “You've already impaled Tyler.”

Neither male heard him, because Tyler's orgasm washed over him when the bull squeezed the thick base of his cock. Muffled sounds of pleasure came from the great Dane as he convulsed, his lips blocked by the dogmeat knotted in his muzzle.

The big dogs orgasm made his ass clench rhythmically with each pulse of cum that shot out of his cock, squeezing and rippling over Avery's dick. The bull lowed at the sensation, bent over and wrapped around his friend as he came. Thick ropes of bull cum painted Tylers guts white as the eager bisexual bovine rode out his first fuck with another male.

Trembling, sweaty, and pleasantly satisfied, Eric was the first to move. He used his paw to help work Tyler's jaw over his still inflated knot, settling back on his haunches. Slowly, Avery straightened up. Hed shuffled closer with every thrust until his thighs pressed tight against Tyler's, but now he backed up. His cock slowly slid free of the dogs hole, bull cum dripping out. Finally, well fucked, the great Dane in the middle rolled onto his side and collapsed so he wouldnt lay on his dick.

They were quiet for a few moments. Then Tyler looked up at his friend with a raised eyebrow. “So, how was the sex? Still think you're bi?”

Avery chuckled and laid down facing Tyler on his side, head tilted away. Eric lay down in the last gap. “I think I want to do that again, whatever that makes me.”

“Smart,” Eric said.

“So what, tomorrow it's your ass?” The bull asked the husky.

“Unless you want to give it a try.”

The bull tilted his horns to the side, looking at Tyler's obvious erection still on display. “Seems like he hit the jackpot, so maybe I'll give it a shot when we aren't hiking and my ass won't kill me the next day.”

Tyler groaned, hiding his face behind his arm. “Don't remind me. I'll expect to be carried off the trail tomorrow if you're fucking left me weak.”

“Deal.”