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It was a cold winter evening in the residential suburbs of Toronto, but inside the cosy houses that lines the streets it was warm. The night had settled in without remorse, leaving the wind outside biting, and the sky above dark and foreboding.

For some, the night wasn't always about staying indoors and keeping warm. One such person was Zach, a slenderly-built Canine with a particularly cocky streak, and a love for parties. He lived with his family: a younger brother, Austin, and his parents who were in their mid 40's. It was a happy-enough family: they had their fights, and for good reasons, too.

Zach was turning 19 next month, and the main heat of most of his arguements with his parents were his education. He had finished College, or rather, a College Secondary school, and had been in the runnings for University when he finally finished his studies. Instead, he chose to take a gap year. This hadn't gone down well with his parents, who wanted him to get an early an education as possible.

Well, it wasn't the pair of them. His father was adamant on it, but his mother liked to baby him. She thought it best he 'find himself' first, before he take up a higher education. His mother was particularly spiritual, believing in self-actualisation and self-awareness above all else. She spent many days aligning up precious gemstones and clusters on her table and meditating, whilst his father worked in an office further into the heart of the city. His younger brother was only 9, and he was still in Elementary school, currently in the 3rd grade. He had already had his birthday that year.

With the winter setting in, his parents thought it best they head down towards Rochester, in the state of New York. His father's brother, technically Zach's uncle, lived out there and they liked to visit him before Chriatmas came around. It was just a present run, but they would be stopping there for a week. Certain that he wouldn't burn the house down, they had left Austin in Zach's care for the week.

Zach was picking out some clothes for the party, looking down at the various outfits, before eventually deciding on a casual T-Shirt and some tight jeans that fit slimly to his lithe form. Like most Beastkin, the canine was barefoot due to his muscle structure, but he never seemed to mind that. As he slipped a hand into his wardrobe to retrieve a sweatshirt, he heard the pitter-patter of tiny feet against the floor. he turned his gaze to the left to find his brother standing by the door.

Austin was a small kid for his age, standing at only 4 and 3 inches, but he was a particularly happy-go-lucky and eager child. Compared to Zach's various shades of grey on his fur, his younger brother sported much lighter hues, with his chest and chin a light off-white. Austin waddled his way into the room, dressed in a pair of loose shorts and a long T-Shirt that depicted a pawprint on the front.

"Where ya goin'?" The cub demanded rather quickly with his hands on his hips, mimicing his mother's usual style of questioning. He took after his mother a great deal, which was both cute, but also slightly unnerving. These interrogation sessions always amused Zach, however.

"A party," He replied. "You'll be fine on your own, wont you?"

Of course, Zach was teasing, but his brother could be a little gullible, on occasion. He watched his brother's face turn from amusement to dismay in a matter of moments.

"B-But, you can't leave me here on your own! Mom said!" He pointed an accusatory figure at his brother, who held his hands up as if he were being held at gunpoint, a grin on his face.

"Then how 'bout you come with me?" Zach countered.

That elicited the reaction that the older canine wanted. He watched at his brother paused and took a few moments to understand the information. Zach could almost hear the cogs whirring in his brother's head, before finally, it dawned on him what he meant. Austin suddenly grinned widely, his tail wagging behind him with utter glee.

"Really?! Will I get to meet some cool people?" Austin asked as his brother slipped his baggy shirt from his person, replacing it with the fresh one he'd laid out on the bed.

"Definitely, kiddo." Zach replied lazily as he popped the button on his casual shorts he'd been wearing all day, slipping them down and standing, bottomless, in front of his brother. The two of them had little shame, and for one reason only: he'd been giving Austin some lessons.

The two hadn't been exclusively intimate, but Zach has been teaching Austin how to treat his partners right for a few months now. The young cub was still a work in progress, but Zach admired his enthusiasm. Of course, such a thing was kept secret between them, and his parents were none-the-wiser to their endeavours. Sure, the two of them had fucked before, but it had primarily been for demonstration purposes. That's what Zach like to tell himself, anyway.

But kids were prone to attachment, and he should have known better than to dabble in that. Austin had quickly bonded with Zach a lot closer than the older canine would have liked, but it was clear his younger brother had tried desperately to play it cool over the past couple of months. Still, Zach had caught the lingering glances, his willingness and eagerness to help or attend anything Zach went to, and more. The older canine had humoured him, to a point, but some things were better left to do on your own. The number of times his brother had wanted to stay to watch him masturbate was...slightly creepy.

But on this occasion, he didn't care too much. He reached for his underwear to slip on over his hanging humanoid member, and his younger brother watched how the boxers fit snugly around his package.

"So, um..." Austin began with a sense of nervousness that Zach could pick up on. "What happens at the parties?"

"Well," Zach began, scooping up his jeans and stepping into them. "People dance, and talk, and do stupid shit whilst they drink, or sometimes take drugs."

"Oh." Austin didn't think that sounded like a lot of fun, but still, he hadn't been to one before. New experiences were always rather exciting.

"You better go put on something nice, we're leaving in 20 minutes." His brother gestured, and Austin's ears perked. He quickly turned and darted from the room, and Zach could heard his pattering feet hurtling down the hallway into his own room. The older canine shook his head, buttoning up his jeans and checking himself in the mirror, smoothing down the fur atop his head. His brother could be silly sometimes.

A couple of minutes later, his brother returned, sporting mostly casual attire. Zach had to give him credit: the pup had decent fashion sense. He wore slack black shorts over his grey fur and a loose, white T-Shirt underneath a zipped up hoodie that was the colour of a dull burgundy. It was decent clothing, and ones that suited his subtle hues.

"Lookin' good." Zach remarked as he pulled his long-sleeve sweater over his head that fit snugly to his average, but somehow lanky frame and made him look thin. His brother hovered on the spot as he looked his brother over with a wide grin.

"So, um," Austin began again, shuffling on the spot. "What else can we do?"

Austin was clearly hinting. Zach knew that, too. The older canine crossed the room and reached out, ruffling his younger brother's hair.

"Save it for the party." He commanded, and watched at his little brother pouted like your typical 9 year old. With a roll of his eyes, Zach stroked his brother's head again and walked past him, down the stairs and into the main hallway. He scooped up his own stylish jacket and threw it on, hearing Austin's bounding steps taking up the rear.

"It's cold out, make sure to put on a coat." Zach insisted, and watched his brother pout again as he pulled on his own navy blue, childish puffy winter coat.

"And you say I sound like Mom." He emphasised his sarcasm and Zach's lips spread into a thin line, before they curled upwards into a small smile. That was smooth.

The taller canine swung the door open, and the biting wind billowed out into the living room and around the hall, making the pair of them shudder. Zach flicked off the light and stepped out into the freezing air, and his brother soon joined him. He locked the door and then lead the way down the path towards the drive.

Zach owned a car, which had surprised everyone. But, he'd gotten a good deal on it, and he knew a few friends who were studying to be mechanics. They were eager to make a little bit of cash alongside studying on an actual vehicle, and Zach was eager to get his ride fixed. It was a mutual agreement between them, and his friends were better at repairs than the thought. They had the car up and running within a couple of months, and all Zach had to go now was pay gas to keep it going.

The canine made his way around to the driver's seat and hopped in, and his brother soon joined him, taking up the passengers seat next to him. The two of them sat in the car for a moment or two, shivering from the cold, before Zach kicked the engine into gear.

It would take a few minutes to start up and heat up enough, but it was still workable. The older canine quickly reversed into the road and made his way down it.

"Is the party far away?" Austin asked with a mild curiosity as he watched the dark city streets roll by from the passenger window.

"On the coast," His brother replied. "My friend's dad owns a neat little condo by the beach. It's his birthday, so his dad let him use the condo for a party for the night. It's amazing, trust me."

It wasn't a short drive, and it was still in the city to boot. The condo was situation just off the Center of Toronto, in the suburbs nearer the high streets, near High Park. It was a neat little modern-styled house that sat just slightly elevated off the beach, with a short walk that lead to a tiny car park. The car park itself was now mostly packed with all manner of cars, but Zach thankfully found an empty space, and parked.

The two of them got out of the car, and immediately, Austin could hear the thumping music. He glanced out over towards the sea to see multiple people partying on the beach. Some of them were grinding up against one-another, with a small fire lit on the sand. A number of people were relaxing on the veranda under a dim evening sky, clouded with pollution. Inside, Austin could see the multi-colour lights and laughing people in the windows.

"This looks amazing..." The boy muttered, but he couldn't help but feel a knot form in his stomach: an unshakable feeling that something was a little amiss. Or maybe it was just his nerves. He felt a soothing hand on his shoulder, and glanced up to see his brother's smiling face.

"Let's go meet the gang." He grinned, and they wandered down the sleek concrete path towards the house. People spotted them and some of them waved, to which Zach waved back. Austin could briefly here someone shouting inside that they were here.

As they stepped up to the veranda, a man came bursting out of the house: a lean-built wingless Dragon. His scales were a rich blend of mahogany and black to give him a sort of pearlescent coating to his scales. He grinned down at the two of them, towering over the two canines by a couple of foot. He looked to be about 7 foot tall, or maybe even more.

"Zachary!" He cried out in utter joy and yanked the older canine in for a hug, leaving Austin standing there, looking a bit surprised. The Dragon appeared to be incredibly friendly. He could hear Zach's faint chuckle of him wishing the Dragon a happy birthday. The Dragon eventually pulled away and readjusted his white vest, akin to the ones that gangster's in detroit wore. Austin guessed he only had it because of his snout: it made it easier to put on.

"You must be his baby bro." The Dragon squatted down with a wide grin on his face, and much like Zach, he yanked the cub in for a hug. Austin fell against his chest with a grunt of surprise and felt the Dragon's wide hands roaming over his back. It was, admittedly, rather cosy. The Dragon's body was a warm contrast to the sharp, biting wind that billowed around them. After a moment, he felt the pair of massive hands slide down and grasp his ass, giving it a firm squeeze.

"Mmh, yeah, this is gonna be fun." He muttered, before getting to his feet. He grinned at the two again and stepped back, pushing open the door with a surprising amount of force, and gesturing them inside.

The interior of the house was even more beautiful. The entire bottom floor was practically a lobby, with a sleek open-plan kitchen area that had a long, sleek counter with a marble top, that was practically filled on every surface with bottles and glasses of alcohol. At the far end of the room, near an entire wall made out of glass, was a number of couches and sofas that were almost full up of people by this point. There was a large TV on the wall, and two of the people playing were firmly embedded in a game of Street Fighter 5.

"Wow..." Austin muttered in surprise, and the Dragon caught whiff of his stunned expression. Zach took off his coat and helped the stunned little pup out of his, hanging them up on the rack by the door.

"You like it, kid?" The black and brown-scaled Dragon grinned with a rather awkward intensity as he made his way over to the counter, pouring out some sparkling drink into a tiny glass. He handed it over to the small pup, who took it in both hands. A number of eyes were on the kid: and he had a feeling they were watching for a reason. Zach was mysteriously quiet, and hadn't said a word since they'd come in, though a smile was on his face. That, in itself, was food for thought, but Austin trusted him implicitly.

"Drink up, kid." The Dragon insisted, pushing the glass up to the boy's lips. With a small smile, he tilted the glass and opened his mouth. The sweet liquid poured onto his tongue and went down his throat into a single gulp. The stuff burned the back of his throat and he coughed violently, but the taste in itself was sweet and intoxicating. He wiped his mouth and looked up at the Dragon with a small grin.

"'Atta boy," The reptile patted his head. "Why don't you go on and go play on the PS4, huh?"

He patted the cub's behind and lead him over towards the couch. People moved so they could sit, and the cub hadn't expected that sort of treatment. He felt as if the whole thing had been planned a little bit, but everyone was being so kind that he didn't seem to mind. Before he could take a seat, the Dragon took it instead, patting his lap. Austin got the message and slowly climbed onto it, glancing to the right to spot his brother's grinning smile. He seemed to be relaxed, so perhaps Austin should be, too. He took a deep breath and exhaled.

"You're a mighty pretty kid, Austin. You know it's my birthday, right?" The Dragon asked him, and the pup soon realised they hadn't moved over here to play games at all. He felt the large hands sliding over his hips, gently stroking and caressing his tiny, underage form. The gentle treatment brought a smile to his lips.

"Mmhmm," Austin replied briefly, wriggling a bit on his lap as he glanced at the other poeple's stares. "Um...Happy Birthday, uh..."

"The name's Icarus." The Dragon replied, guessing that the pup didn't know his name. He'd be right to assume that, of course, and it was correct as well. Austin was glad he didn't have to ask.

"Do you know what your brother got me for my birthday?" He asked the pup quietly, slowly sitting up as his hands stroked along Austin's upper legs. He could hear and feel the Dragon's hot beath on his small ear, and he gently quivered, slowly shaking his head. He felt his stomach quivering, but it was more out of excitement than nerves.

"He got me you." Icarus said after a moment, digging a thumb into the waistband of the cub's shorts. He teased them, almost attempting to pull them down a little bit. The young puppy's eyes flicked to his older brother, who nodded to him and gestured with a wide, happy grin. Austin understood the signalling. This was what his training had prepared him for: to put on a show.

Slowly, he shifted on the Dragon's lap and wormed his way around, turning to face the Dragon. Icarus looked momentarily surprised, before a wide grin spread across his face. The pup slowly unzipped his hoodie, letting it fall around his shoulders as he pulled his arms out of them. The shirt came up over his head, revealing his flurry grey and white furred stomach, and the tender pink nipples situated on his chest. He felt Icarus's hungry hands on his body after a moment, and he deliberately let out a small groan to make it clear he was enjoying the attention. That wasn't an act, of course: Icarus's touch was alarmingly gentle, and it was nice to be felt up.

Already, he could feel the Dragon's pulsing against pressing down against his taint and ass from below, and he was gauranteed to make the Dragon feel good, especially if it was his birthday. The pup gently rolled his hips, grinding down ever so slightly against the twitching cock beneath him, and he felt the vibrations of the Dragons aroused, rumbling groan that emanated from his chest. Icarus's hands stroked along Austin's hips as he placed his own hands on top of the Dragon's own, making him hold them there.

Austin began to move, sliding down the Dragon's lap until was slipped onto his knees in front of the Dragon, who grinned down at him with a twinkle of desire and lust in his eyes. The young cub reached his hands up and gently touched his hands to Icarus's lap. He slid his hands towards the man's laps and up his shorts towards the waistband. Icarus watched with an intense gaze as the slender fingers popped the button on his shorts, and he lifted his hips slightly to allow the cub to slid his pants down.

Icarus wasn't wearing underwear underneath his pants, and his thick, foreskinned member twitched out from his pants as they slid down to his knees. Austin had never seen another man's cock before, bar from his brother's own impressive member, but Icarus was hung. He stared at the impressive length that looked to be 10 inches, or perhaps even more. The Dragon could see that the young cub was rather taken with his length and he reached down to stroke his head.

"Big, ain't it? Don't worry kid, take your time. I love a good show." The reptile's smile spread into a wide grin, and he watched as Austin slowly brung his head forwards. The cub's lips met with the head of the member as he reached up with his hands. Slowly, he dragged the foreskin back. People sitting around the couches watched with a mixture of amusement and arousal, whilst some decided it was best to back off. They weren't going to mess with the Dragon's fun, but it wasn't their scene.

Austin's mouth connected with the head of his cock as he rolled his flat tongue around his length, sliding along his warm glans. His hand slid down, settling at the base of Icarus's cock as he gently squeezed with his fingers. He rolled his head and sweetly suckled, feeling a large hand over the back of his head, gently stroking him.

"Damn, you're good," Icarus muttered, closing his eyes and rolled his head around. "Ey, Zachary. Get over here, this is all you."

Austin heard his brother shuffling closer behind him, and the cub felt a hand on his rump, squeezing and gripping his little cheeks, before Zach got onto his knees. The 9 year old wriggled his rump as he felt his shorts being slid down, and he knew what was going to happen. A small groan escaped his throat when he felt his brother's crotch lining up against his ass, slowly hotdogging his behind to get him ready. His small head bowed down on the thick, Dragon cock in front of him and slid the member deeper and deeper inside his mouth. It pushed against the back of his throat after a moment, and he could hear Icarus moaning, and feel his tensing muscles.

"Fuck, Zachary, you trained him well..." Icarus mumbled quietly, his hands happily stroking Austin's ears, rubbing them between his thumb and forefinger. Austin's small tail wagged pleasantly from the affection as he slid his mouth back, worming his tongue around every inch of the cock he could reach, before he slipped his head down again. He could feel his brother's large hands kneading his flesh, and the warmth of his member sliding between his ass cheeks. He knew he would penetrate too, and he was excited for it.

"Just need to get you lubed up." Zach muttered, half to himself, and half to the cub beneath him. He squirted some lube onto a finger that he'd gotten from a small bottle in his pocket, and placed the cool liquid against Austin's pucker. The cub quivered, letting out a groan of protest from how cold it was. The house itself was suprisingly warm, and the cool lube with a startling contrast in temperature. He soon felt the finger slipping into his behind and his groans of protest soon turned into low moans of pleasure.

It didn't take long before Zach pulled his finger back, soon replacing the digit with his own 8 inch cock. He pressed the head of his member right up against his younger brother's ass, and pushed forwards. Austin had been trained to relax when they were first entering him to make the initial penetration easier, and his muscles gladly accepted and accommodated the member inside of him as it slid deeper and deeper. His small head began to bob up and down upon the cock in front of him, hearing Icarus's soft grunts and groans of pleasure with each movement. The two men were clearly enjoying themselves, and in a way, Austin was glad to make them feel good.

"Tight as always, Austin." Zach muttered pleasantly as he slowly leant over him, almost mounting him like a wild animal as he slid his hips back and forth, jutting and shoving his cock a few inches backwards and forwards. Austin began to groan and huff, feeling the colour rise to his cheeks as his own little appendage twitched in utter delight. He, too, had a humanoid cock, but it was tiny in comparison to the other men, standing at only 4 inches.

"Yeah, shit, keep goin'..." Icarus clamped his mouth down and gritted his teeth, groaning gently. He thrust up into Austin's mouth, keeping his hands firmly on the boy's head as the cock shoved itself roughly down the boy's throat. Austin widened his eyes in surprise before he squinted them shut, the force of the thrust sparking tears in his eyes. His muscles spasmed, clamping down around his brother's cock. Zach let out a low groan and began to hump in a steady rhythm.

Barely anyone could hear their groans and moans of pleasure, but just about everyone could see them in that spacious interior. The lights were dim, but their fornication was obvious. Austin became drowned in the sickly sensations, the slightly stinging pain in his ass, coupled with pleasure; the thumping music in his ears that drowned out all over sounds; and the large, strong hands on his head and moved his mouth up and down .

Neither of the two men were going to last long, and Austin could feel it. Slowly, their thrusting and humping grew faster and faster, until Austin's mouth was pistoning up and down on the Dragon's cock, and he felt his brother slamming into him in long, hard thrusts. The two of them grunted and snarled in their own right, making good use the boy's body whilst they had it.

"Fuck...!" The Dragon was the first to cum. Icarus's hips humped up as he shoved his cock balls-deep into the young boy's mouth, pushing the cub's nose down against his pelvis. Austin struggled to breathe, and he was held there for a moment, his muscles quaking and squeezing in earnest as he felt a sudden warm, gooey jet of cum spurt down his throat, directly into his stomach. He could feel each pulse and throb of the man's member, stretching his throat and causing his eyes to water. The sheer squeezing was enough for Zach, who thrust forwards a little more and let out a sigh of delight. He, too, pushed in as far as he could, and his own member twitched eagerly, shooting a thick, sticky load into his brother's asshole. The boy was filled from both sides, his stomach and ass being filled with their thick, clingy cum.

Icarus was at least polite, and eventually pulled his head back after a minute or two. The pup wavered a little as he took a large gulp of air, quickly wiping the dribble of his chin. He rested his arms on the Dragon's knees, the cock limply sitting on his nose and he caught his breath. He caught Icarus's pleased expression, and felt his brother's chest pressing down into his back as a hand stroked his stomach. Austin's body hummed with pleasure: being treated like this was nice in it's own regard. He loved the affection after an orgasm.

"That's not all, Austin," Icarus eventually panted out, shifting a little bit as he glanced at the various hungry faces around the room. "Your brother also promised you'd let the other boys have some fun. Ain't that right fellas?"

His question echoed around the room, and was soon followed by an eruption of cheers and claps. Zach slipped himself from his brother's used asshole, and the two men lifted the poor boy up, settling him down on the sofa. Austin sat on it like any normal person would, with his legs bent up, his ankles resting on the plush couch. His hole was exposed, still dripping with cum, as his tiny cock flopped against his stomach, half-hard and needy. His head swam as he felt the alcohol finally kicking in, making the entire room sway. A smile came to his lips.

"Who's first?" He called out to the room, and there was a brief murmur of conversation as they tried to decide who should go first. Zach and Icarus backed off to lean up against the wall, standing there bottomless as they drank some beer and talked with one-another, occasionally glancing over at the cub to make sure he was alright. The pair of them sported happy grins on their faces as they talked.

Eventually, someone took the plunge. As the cub lay there, a Skunk approached. They had particularly wiry, dark grey fur and the iconic stripes down their incredibly bushy, long tail. They looked nervous, as if they didn't know whether they should be doing it or not. But, it was clear that they had enjoyed the show: their loose sweatpants were bulging with an obvious erection.

"Don't be shy." Austin grinned cheekily and his tail wagged side to side at the thought of a complete stranger taking him beneath the tail for a second time. Slowly, the skunk moved forwards, and he tugged down the front of his pants ot reveal his member and the low-hanging ballsack underneath. He was a little on the small side, compared to Austin's previous partners, but he seemed eager. He leant down on top of the puppy and started stroking his chest, his hands trembling.

"Sorry," The skunk gulped out, stammering. "T-This is my first...with a..."

"Here. Let's roll over." Austin felt a bit more confident now that his head was buzzing with booze, but he was slurring his words a little. He clumsily shifted and the skunk moved to sit down. The cub climbed atop him, with his back facing his new partner. He placed his hands on the skunk's knees, sliding his used, sticky ass up against the twitching erection. He could feel the skunk's every throb and twitched, and he heard the man's shaky sighs of pleasure. He was clearly quite pent up.

Austin rolled his hips a good number of times before the poor skunk couldn't take it anymore. He grasped the boy's hips and lifted him up, guiding his wet pucker over the head of his cock, before forcefully pushing the ass down onto his dick. The young pup let out a sharp gasp, his eyes widened briefly as his teeth gritted. He felt the skunk's hands slid off his hips rather quickly.

"S-Sorry! Are you okay?" The older gentleman sat up as his hands met the cub's hips again, leaning up against his ear. Austin grinned sheepishly, letting out a small chuckle as he slid his ass further and further down, taking the rest of the length without much issue.

"That all you got?" He teased to the skunk, before he swept his gaze over the rest of the parties watching, his stare briefly lingering on his brother, who tipped a glass in his direction with an encouraging smile.

"Room for one more?" He called out, and the crowd murmured again. He heard the skunk let out a grunt of surprise from behind him, and the slightly intoxicated cub rolled his hips to keep the man in line. The hands kept kneading at his hips and pressing against his flesh as he saw someone from the couch get to his feet, making his way over. Before him stood a possum, with a reasonable overbite and severely lanky proportions. He had a twinkle in his eyes that said he was going to enjoy this immensely. Austin grinned up at him rather pleasantly and snapped his gaze down to his crotch. There was a tenting there that he could easily notice.

"Nice little dick, kid." The possum muttered, reaching his hand down and gently tugging on Austin's humanoid member, watching how it limply dangled between his legs at half-chub. Slowly, the marsupial unbuttoned his skinny jeans, tugging them down enough to reveal his member. He slid a hand over his thick humanoid cock, and Austin had to guess it ws about 8 inches, possibly more. He watched the possum position his cock in front of the pup's mouth, and Austin smirked. He opened his mouth and the possum positioned his member on top of the other's tongue, before sliding it into his mouth.

The skunk beneath the little pup quivered and groaned as he felt the muscles squeezing down on his dick as Austin rolled his head forwards, sliding his mouth back and forth on top of the possum's dick. He rolled his flat tongue around the member and made sure every inch was coasted in his wet spit. The possum groaned in pleasure, reaching down to stroke the young boy's head and rub his ears between his thumb and forefinger. He slowly began to hump his hips, rolling his cock inside the kid's mouth. Austin was quick to accommodate the member as his hands reached down to tug and squeeze the possum's fat balls, eliciting another groan from the adult above him.

After a while, Austin slipped his mouth off of the member with spit dribbling down his chin. The possum was panting, his twitching member aching for release mere inches from the pup's face, but Austin clamped his mouth shut and shook his head, gesturing with a hand.

"Not, lower, big guy." The pup was confident, and for a moment, a flash of nerves crept across the marsupial's face. Even the Skunk paused, looking surprised. The cub pushed the skunk behind him back a little bit and adjusted himself, beginning to lay back as much as possible. He moved his legs until they were completely, fully spread, his feet dangling in the air. The possum smirked briefly and got onto his knees. His dick smeared up against the used hole, pressing against the tight passage as the skunk slowly slid his hips back until his tip was barely inside the cub's tight ass. Then, after a brief glance to one-another, they began to push.

Austin felt as if he was being split open, but he gritted his teeth and bore through it. Zach looked worried from the sielines, but Icarus kept his back, assuring him that his baby brother would be just fine. Austin let out a sharp gasp as he heard the two men groan in pleasure, stuffing themselves deeper and deeper. They sandwiched the young pup between them as their members twitched and pulsed against one-another. The marsupial firmly held back Austin's legs, and the pup gripped his forearms to steady himself.

"Shit, you're tight." The possum muttered, stuffing himself deeper and deeper as the skunk squirmed beneath him, gently huffing and panting. Austin could tell it was too much for the white-striped fellow, but the possum had clearly done this before. So, he focused on the man in front of him, feeding off his energy. The pup's breath came out in short, hot pants as he felt the possum slide back and thrust. As he did so, the skunk slid back a little and humped as well. The two moved independent of one-another, their thrusts irregular. The possum was clearly attempting to match the rhythm of the skunk, but it was proving a futile effort. Despite that, the two continued to moan with each hump.

Austin would was normally complained about the pain, but the drink he'd downed earlier had dulled his senses a little, leaving him a little bit delirious. He could feel the cocks sliding in and out of him and the brief, almost numbing pain that spread throughout his rump, but the underlying hum of pleasure was what he focused on. His little cock dribbld pre-cum between his legs as the cocks pistoned, faster and faster, out of his used backside.

"Looks like he's enjoying himself." Zach murmured to his Draconic friend with a hearty grin, downing a bit more of his whiskey as he looked to the reptile next to him. Icarus was watching just as intently as his brother.

"He's doing great." He snickered, glancing back and watching for a moment as the little pup got pounded by two complete strangers.

They didn't last too long. Austin writhed between them, groaning alongside their own moans of pleasure until, soon enough, the pair of them were slamming into him like a machine. The skunk was first: he whimpered gently beneath the cub as his hands vigorously rubbed the pup's stomach, his smaller cock throbbing and twitching excitedly until, finally, he came. Spurts of skunk seed mixed themselves in with canine cum, and smeared all over the possum's length. Austin aided his orgasm by squeezing his ass down as tightly as he could, and that urged the possum on further. The marsupial lowered his head and gently nibbled into the pup's neck and shuddered violently, pulling the kid's hips onto his dick. He orgasmed soon after himself, another thick load of cum washing in with the other two that left the pup a sticky, gooey mess between his legs.

He was left without much ceremony as the skunk and possum slipped their way out of his behind, and went to go clean themselves up. He flopped onto the sofa face-first and sat there for a moment. He didn't get much reprieve before someone else wanted a turn. As he lay there, he felt a pair of large hands squeezing and groping his used behind, and he giggled, rolling over a little to see who the next person was.

He stared up at the face of an average-looking equine, with a wiry brown mane and a long face, with a white splotch of fur on the end. A wide grin was on the Horse's face as his hands roamed and explored the other's body. Austin grinned, relaxing for a moment as he felt a hand sliding across his stomach, making his tail wag frantically.

"Mmh. You know what they say about horses...I think you'll be too big for me, big guy." The cub admittedly replied and he saw a flash of disappointment over the other's face. Austin winked, sitting up a little bit as his hands moved to the horse's jeans, tugging at the button until it finally came loose.

"Don't be sad," He began with a lewd grin, sliding the zipper down as his hand delved to feel the package for himself. "I've still got a mouth."

The equine grinned slightly as the cub dug firmly into his underwear, eventually managing to yank the thick, flared member free. Austin didn't know if he'd manage to fit his small mouth around the flared end, but he'd certainly make good on his promise to give the horse a good time. He nosed along the length of the long member, guessing it must have been about 12 inches in length, or maybe even more. He wrapped his hands around the flesh and pumped it eagerly as his mouth trailed down.

He gave the horse's balls a good tongue bath, lapping and licking as the fat orbs with his small tongue before he trailed upwards. He squirmed his tongue around, catched every inch of flesh twice over as he moved up and up, his hands still eagerly pumping and stroking the thick member in his hands. He could tell the equine was enjoying it: every so often, the horse thrust his hips forward and the cub felt a small drip of pre-cum on the back of his neck. Slowly, Austin moved further and further up.

His mouth eventually reached the flared end, and he lapped at the flat surface at the end like a dog, rolling his tongue over the urethra and making sure to catch the edges as well. The Horse began to huff and groan from the treatment, occasionally humping his hips. Thick globs of pre-cum dribbled forth and Austin's eager tongue lapped them up, gulping down drip after drip of the slightly salty, clear guild. He eventually closed his eyes and just continued to lap like a dog fetching water from a bowl.

"Fuck, gonna nut." The Horse muttered after a moment, and in response Austin's hands pistoned even faster. He heard the equine groaning harder and harder with each passing second until, finally, a thick, heavy jet of cum splattered right across Austin's nose, up to the bridge and right between his eyes. He closed his eyes tight and quickly lapped and suckled as best as he could, the thick, warm cum splattering everywhere over his person. It coated his nose and mouth, and dribbled down to his knees and down his chin. Horses tended to cum quite a bit, and this prize stallion was no different than the others. Austin tried his best and managed to swallow a great deal, but a good portion of the load completely coated his front as well, leaving him a wet, sticky mess.

"Thanks, kid." The Horse was quick to leave, much like the others. Austin would have loved a pat to the head, or a kiss to his cheek, but he couldn't complain too much. He lounged there for a moment as he scanned across the crowd, his hand lightly tugging on his small little dick as he waited for the next volunteer to come forwards and give him the attention he deserved.

After a little moment of waiting, someone finally came forwards. They were a large, almost behemoth-like Sharkdog. They were impressively tall and had a face similar to that of your typically rottweiler, though that was due to their own hybrid genes. Their snout was pointed and their expression was dark, but it was clear they were interested. Austin glanced down to the tenting package in the Sharkdog's crotch and smirked, glancing back up at him with a cheeky grin.

The Sharkdog downed his drink and set the glass aside. His large hands came down and, for a moment, the cub flinched, wondering if he might grab or grip him hard with such powerful hands. But his hold was gentle, and Austin felt as piece. With seemingly no effort, the little puppy was lifted up out of nowhere and manhandled, rolled around onto his front. His knees dangled off the edge of the sofa as the Sharkdog leant down, pressing his fine, twitching package against the used little ass.

"Mmh. You feel big." Austin giggled, licking his lips in anticipation. He would have normally taken to putting his mouth to the other's package, but the Sharkdog clearly had other ideas. The little cub heard the unzipping of the other's pants and he wriggled a little, craning his neck back as he watched the towering adult yank his knotted, twitching cock free. He was impressively large, and already glistening with pre-cum. He was clearly quite eager, and had been for some time.

Slowly, the Sharkdog angled his hips back and the tip of his member speared against the cub's backside. He shifted left and right as he smeared the end of his tapered member firmly against the other's backside. He huffed in pure delight and the cub felt a hot jet of pre-cum shoot into his ass, making his muscles clench. Without much warning the Sharkdog pushed forwards, piercing the entrance and sliding deeper.

Austin let out a small huff of pleasure and pressed down into the couch, and he soon felt the man's chest pressing down into his back. The adult gently rocked his hips and huffed into the pup's ear, his large hands carressing and stroking the boy's body. His cock was large, and he was certainly stretching the boy a little bit, but the mixture of semen and pre-cum made it easy to slide in and out without much pain.

Slowly, the Sharkdog's thrusting picked up in speed, and he began to hump faster and faster, sliding his hips back and forth. His knot slipped and squished up against the other's backside and the room was soon filled with the sounds of their wet, sloppy sex. People watched in delight as the larger man thrust harder and harder against the boy, his fat, bulbous knot slamming against the petite ass and dripping fluids down the pup's legs.

Soon enough, he felt his orgasm approaching. Austin groaned and huffed into the couch, his mouth hanging open and his breath coming out in hot, delicious pants. The Sharkdog leant back, grasping the pup's behind as he thrust and hump against him, stretching his ass with his hands as he tried to knot the poor boy. After a degree of thrusting and frustrated grunting, the knot popped in. Austin clamped down with his muscles in surprise, and it was enough for the man.

Thick, heavy spurts of cum shot into the kid's backside, and Austin felt a sudden warmth emanating from his rear, spreading up through his body. Fat globs of cum shot in small arcs, over and over, filling the young boy's backside. Soon, the pleasure subsided as the Sharkdog leant over, breathing deeply as he closed his eyes, resting himself against the pup. He'd be knotted for a reasonable length of time, though thankfully not all night.

The rest of the night turned into a time of pure fornication. After the Sharkdog had regained his strength, he had lifted the kid up and sat on the couch, still firmly lodged in the pup's backside. Unable to take another dick for the time being, Austin had resorted to jerking off multiple men and giving them a good tongue-bath to make them feel better. Once the Sharkdog was done, he popped himself out of the cub's behind, and Austin was able to take more dicks again.

By that point, Austin was beginning to feel the burn. His arms were tired and his hole was well-used, but he kept going. To help, his brother and the 'birthday boy' had swooped in to aid him in the form of more drink. They had offered him another sweet, but burning spirit, that left his mouth dry. Luckily, they also provided him with water.

After that was more men, and he was craving it like some sort of needy animal. One of them had been particularly kind: instead of pleasuring himself with that finely used ass, an arctic wolf's mouth had slathered over his little cock and made him writhe like your average street whore. His little dick had spurted tiny strings into the man's mouth, before he'd been flipped over and bred with such powerful force that he was left panting and drooling. He had been hunched over the couch, with his knees on the sleek wooden floor. In that position, he had taken 5 more loads from various men, but he had begun to get tired. It was too much for him, and soon enough, each dick blending into the other like a kinky dream.

Zach had watched with both arousal and pleasure as man after man had taken his little brother's ass. All of this had been Icarus's idea, of course, and Zach wanted to do it. Zach had known for him for a while, but when Zach had mentioned his brother at some point in the past year, the Dragon had taken a particularly keen interest in him, asking all sorts of morbid questions about how he looked. When Icarus's birthday came around the corner, he had pulled Zach aside and suggested wholeheartedly that he might want to provide, well, the little cub as a birthday gift. They'd gotten into a lengthy, excited discussion and the two of them decided it would be a fun thing to do. Once Zach starting coercing Austin into the idea of sex, it became easy. The little pup seemed to enjoy it too, and that was the important part.

Soon enough, the crowds of people wanting their fun with a young, slutty boy had thinned into just a few poeple, with the rest of them hanging around outside, getting drunk, or passing out. Zach was a bit tipsy himself, but he had mostly tried to remain sober, just to keep an eye on his baby brother. He watched that last few people finish off with his brother until, finally, the line of people was gone. Zach stepped forwards and crouched down.

His brother had been used a fair bit. His pink ring was red raw and slightly gaping. His rump was coated with cum, with a thick, wet pool between his legs. A good portion of it was dribbling out of his young ass. His brother sighed, reaching up to stroke the pup's head affectionately. The young boy has passed out a while ago and was happily sleeping, a big grin on his face. He groaned slightly from the petting and his tail lazily wagged back and forth.

Zach had guessed he'd passed out, and he scooped up his baby bro and he glanced to Icarus, who gestured to the wooden steps leading to the upper floor. The canine wordlessly nodded in response with a small smile and made his way up to the top floor.

There were a number of bedrooms on the upper floor, and thankfully, the majority of them were empty. He picked one that had a relatively spacious double bed, and he set his brother down upon it. After a quick trip to the bathroom, he returned with a towel, which he slipped under his brother's behind to catch any leaking cum in his sleep. He deemed it the best way to keep the bed clean. Zach flopped onto the bed beside his brother and he let out a long sigh. Putting an arm over his head to shield him from the light above, he closed his eyes. He found himself dozing off to sleep moments later, with the two brothers sleeping next to one-another.

Downstairs, someone was aching. A weasel had passed out in the yard a while ago, and was naturally socially awkward. He had come in not too long ago to see the young boy getting fucked, but he hung in the back, too scared to fuck the young boy with an audience. He had lingered in the kitchen as he had watched the older canine take him up the stairs. By now, Icarus was lounging on his own couch, avoiding the cum stains on his own furniture as he watched the massive TV with a glass of whisky in hand. Slowly, the weasel shuffled forwards towards the Dragon, and Icarus slowly eyed him.

"Sorry, ain't interested." The Dragon grunted immediately, and the weasel slowly blinked, smoothing over his brown and cream fur. He adjusted his black hoodie, tugging at the collar as he hunched a bit.

"N-No, Uh..." he began, trying to find the words. "The kid, I want to...uh..."

"Oooh, I get it. You want my permission." Icarus smirked in amusement at the thought of owning the child like some sort of property. Damn, that very thought brought a bit of blood to his dick, making hum chub a little. He cleared his throat.

"He's passed out upstairs somewhere. Have fun, just avoid his brother. I think Zachary thinks the kid's had his fill." The Dragon smirked again and the weasel shuffled in place for a moment before he eventually nodded and scuttled his way towards the stairs.

Slowly, he made his way up, his nervous getting worse and worse as he went. But, his mind continued to drift to the idea of the boy, how used he was...he'd even see his cum-stained shorts on the floor downstairs. That was enough to make his rock hard, but he was eager for more. He moved around the rooms with a creepy silence to his walk until he finally spotted the pup sleeping on a bed in one of the rooms. He paused at the entrance, taking a deep breath. He stepped in slowly, holding his breath when he noticed his brother sleeping next to him. He slowly reached up to switch off the light, hoping it might help the older canine stay asleep.

He made his way around the bed and stared down at the boy with an awkward intensity. He reached out a trembling hand, and his slender fingers slid over the pup's stomach, stroking his soft fur. He blushed at the sheer softness of it, reaching down to stroke his member inside his pants, shuffling left and right as he tugged on his fat cock. He was desperate at this point. He needed this.

He swiftly unbuttoned his shorts and they fell into a heap at his ankles. He removed his boxers soon after, letting his cock hang free, twitching and aching to cum. His underwear was sticky with pre-cum, and the head of his member was practically drenching with the liquid as well. He had been edging himself all night, watching the boy. But, now, the kid was all his.

The weasel slowly climbed onto the bed, shifting the pup underneath him. He moved deeper onto the bed, laying between the two canines and facing the kid. He pulled the pup closer to him and let out a shaky groan as his thick cock pressed up against the used, gooey ass. He practically shuddered from the pleasure, and young Austin groaned in his sleep, rolling left and right.

The weasel couldn't take it any longer. He slowly reached down with a hand, hoisting up the kid's leg as he pushed his hips up against him. The pup was slightly at a slight angle, but most of his weight was positioned between the bed and the weasel's own body. The adult man prodded his dick against the gaping orifice and managed to slip the head of his cock into the cub's gaping ass without much guidance. His hand firmly gripped the underside of Austin's leg as his other hand tucked under, wrapping around his waist.

"Fuck..." The weasel breathed out, cuddling up to the young pup as his hips back to fervently buck. The room filled with the wet, squelching sounds of their sex. His hips pistoned rapidly as he slammed his cock in and out of the young pup. He could hear Austin softly panting and groaning with each hump, feeling his ass squeezing lazily around his dick. Even though the pup was gaping and used, he still felt tight and wonderfully smooth along the insides.

He thrust harder and harder, the remnants of other men's cum splattering onto his own pelvis as his hips gyrated against the young boy, with his older brother sleeping mere inches away from them. He felt the pressure building within his body and he let out a small grunt, humnping just slightly faster. His orgasm was approaching fast, and he knew it.

He suddenly came, jutting his hips up and letting out a sharp groan of ecstasy. Thick globs of cum spurted from his cock, mixing in with the loads of other men inside the cub's asshole. The little pup would be none-the-wiser to their lewd session, but the weasel would remember it for all time. He took a brief moment of reprieve, keeping himself firmly embedded into the pup as he traced kiss after kiss over the boy's neck. This might be the only time he'd get to do it, and he was a very affectionate lover. He stroked and fondled, groaning in delightly as he sweetly rubbed the little boy's cock a few times, before he knew he had to leave.

He slowly pulled back and climbed off the bed, trying his best to wipe himself off before he scooped up his clothes and quickly tugged them on. He lingered wistfully, just for a moment, before he left the room, heading down the stairs. Icarus watched him quickly leave and house and the Dragon rolled his eyes.

Morning soon followed their slumber, and the pup woke up in the dawn of the morning light, mere hours after passing out. His head thumped with a hangover, and he immediately felt nauseous when he woke up. He sat up to help clear the air and peeked down at himself, staring at the damp, soggy towel beneath him, and the matted, cum-stained fur between his legs. He glanced to his left to see his brother still sleeping. The pup flopped back down and cuddled into his brother's side, nosing up against his fur with a happy smile, despite the headache.

Best. Party. Ever.