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Luka groaned inwardly as he felt a sudden warmth spreading through him. His insides tingled and he felt a sense of euphoria as the liquid ran down his throat. The otter tossed the bottle into the trash can when he was done and stretched both arms up above his head.

"Jeez, you gotta pace yourself," Ramik said, walking up behind the brown otter and wrapping his paws around his waist, hugging him close while nuzzling at the back of his neck.

Luka felt the arms settling around his hips and he let his head fall back against his brother's shoulder, smiling contentedly. "Mmm, I'm still fine."

"How many is that?" his twin asked, paws slipping up under Luka's shirt to claw gently through that short, tan fur.

Luka's arms came down behind him, holding onto the back of Ramik's head, fingers tangling in the shaggy black hair. "Just four, don't worry about it,"

Jace wandered into the kitchen for another beer, ears perking up as he saw the pair of twins. The doberman had come over for a weekend of games, pizza, and beer to weather out a massive ice storm that had grounded most of the city.

"What are you two doing?" he asked with a wide grin, leaning on the door frame.

The twin otters froze and both turned to look back at the dog, a sheepish grin on their faces. It wasn't much of a secret to any of the friends they'd had over, especially for more extra-curricular activities, that the two twins occasionally were involved.

"Um, I'm just... finishing off my beer," Luka giggled, as he slid his paw from his brother's hair and stepped away.

Ramik put his paws behind his head and grinned wide. His stomach was showing beneath his t-shirt and beneath he was only wearing a skimpy pair of green boxer-briefs. "I couldn't help it! He was stretching."

Jace's eyes traveled down Ramik's body, lingering on the bared stomach before looking over to Luka, the normally more composed of the two twins.

Luka was wearing a baggy t-shirt that came down just over a pair of purple underwear. His short hair was messy and sticking up in places from lounging around and his cheeks had a slight flush to them from drinking. He opened his muzzle to say something, hiccuped once and shut his mouth again with a fit of giggles.

"I think you've had enough beer," the dobie said, righting himself as he takes a few steps over to the brothers. He reached both paws out and pressed them to each of the otter's stomachs, sliding up under the shirt.

Luka's face flushed and he leaned back, gripping the counter in both paws. "Mmm, nah, I know my limit,"

Ramik stretched his arms up as high as he could, exposing more of his smooth stomach to the canine. "He doesn't have much of one, either,"

The dobie chuckled and trailed claws over both stomachs and down to the waistband of their respective underwear. "So you've said, what about you? Any limit?"

Ramik huffed indignantly, his rudder-like tail swaying behind him. "I dunno, are limits good or bad?"

Luka reached out towards the black and brown dog and hooked a finger on Jace's jockstrap. "He's got his limits, sadly," the twin chuckled.

Jace had been lounging around their house in a wifebeater and red jockstrap, making it a point to show off around the pair while they played video games. "And what about your limits? Wanna test them?"

Ramik stepped closer to Jace and slipped a paw around the dobie's waist, his other moving down to cup the large sac that was barely contained by the red fabric. "Ooh, I wanna see you push him as far as you can,"

Luka's body tensed when he heard his twin say that and he shot Ramik a reproachful look. "Why don't you get pushed?"

Jace let out a soft growl and rolled his hips forward, grinding his package against Ramik's paw. He knew their relationship between each other quite well after growing up next door. Luka tended to be more submissive, logical, and level-headed whereas Ramik loved to tease, play pranks, and play instigator.

Ramik did just that, too. He stepped up against the dobie's side and hooked his finger into the jock next to Luka's finger, tugging the waistband down until the dog's sheath fell forward, heavy sac spilling into the open.

"You trying to tell me that you don't want to have this up inside you again? You love knots," he said, grinning at Luka unabashedly.

Luka's eyes fell to watch Jace's package come into view, his mouth going dry. It had been a busy few weeks since he'd last had someone inside him, and Ramik was right about his love for knots. "I..."

Jace's sheath had swollen and the tip of his pink shaft was glistening at the tip of his furry holder. There was no need to talk for now, he just had to let the brothers work things out.

Ramik pushed the dobie's jock down to the floor, Jace stepping out of it. Ramik's paws gripped the dobie's sheath and stroked the tube up and down to expose a few inches of slick shaft. "Come on, Luka, why don't you just give it a taste? See if it's something you want in you,"

Luka's underwear was sporting a rather noticeable bulge at this point. His drunken eyes followed the doberman's sheath slide back and forth, more and more of the pink cock refusing to be covered. One of his paws squeezed himself through his underwear and he shivered at the thought.

"Well?" Ramik asked.

Luka's face flushed and he glanced to Ramik before he slid to his knees, level with Jace's shaft. One of his brother's paws found the back of his head and pulled him forward, the other skinning back the dog's sheath.

The otter's tongue cradled the underneath of Jace's shaft. The dog was still mostly soft, but the bone kept it rigid along his tongue. Luka let out a soft whimper of compliance, lips descending down the dobie's length until he felt the soft tickling of Jace's sheath on his lips.

The canine's head rolled back and he let out a soft growl of excitement when Luka's tongue dragged across his skin. It didn't take long for his blood to start pumping and his shaft swelled in the otter's slim muzzle, pressing further in. "I love it when you two playfully argue," he mumbled.

Ramik shuffled around beside the dog and pushed his own underwear to the floor, his uncut shaft flopping out into the open. Luka's eyes flicked to it as his brother tapped his nose with it, smearing a drop of pre into his fur. "He knows his place, though,"

Luka shot what was meant to be an angry look up at his twin, but the canine's shaft sliding back and forth between his lips diminished the effect. Ramik's paw guided him up off of Jace's shaft and back down on his own, and Luka's eyes drifted shut as he the dog and otter's tastes mixed together on his tongue.

"I can't wait to see you take him..." Ramik husked out lustfully, his own hips rolling forward a few times before Luka pulled off to turn his attention back to Jace.

"You really get off on it, don't you?" the dog asked, chuckling as his cock throbbed in the otter's muzzle, leaking like a sieve. "Watching your brother take someone else up under the tail."

It was Ramik's turn to blush and a sheepish grin accompanied the red cheeks. "Maybe. There's just something about it, I dunno. I like watching, and since he's my twin, it's like... a kind of vicarious enjoyment, I guess,"

Jace nodded and let out a drawn out sigh, humping into Luka's muzzle. "I can get that, I guess. Kind of hard, not being a twin, but I think I see where you're coming from,"

The two shared the submissive twin for a few more minutes before Jace pulled out and tapped his cock against the side of Ramik's. "Alright, I think that's enough warm up for now, hm?"

Luka's mind was foggy from beer and he looked between both their cocks with half-lidded yes. Both of his paws had been on his thighs for a few minutes now, but there was a large wet spot on his purple undies from where his own shaft had been drooling the whole time.

Ramik leaned down and hooked an arm up under one of Luka's, hauling him to his feet. "Come on, couch is right around the corner," he snickered.

Luka huffed wrapped his arm around Ramik's side, squeezing him close. "What makes you think I'm going to just bend over and take it?"

Ramik grinned and pushed Luka backwards onto the soft, suede chaise lounge that was part of the large couch. "Because you like it. And you like having a big, thick knot pressed up under your tail.

All the while Ramik spoke he climbed atop Luka and settled down against his twin, dripping shaft pressed against Luka's still-covered one. Before Luka could protest, their muzzles pressed together, tongues sliding together.

Jace stood back a few feet watching as the twins lay atop each other, paws now roaming each other's bodies. He stroked himself and growled excitedly as he watched the twins make out, dry-humping on the couch.

Luka groaned happily into the kiss, his paws twisting in his twin's t-shirt and tugging it upwards. Their muzzles parted and Ramik let his shirt slip from his body, tugging down Luka's underwear while he struggled out of his own shirt.

Naked, the two otters resumed their kiss, bared cocks sliding back and forth together and leaking across their fur. Ramik pulled away with a soft sigh and pressed his lips to Luka's neck. "Mmm, you're going to get it so good aren't you?" he asked, a playful growl escaping his lips.

Luka giggled and arched into his twin, arms wrapping around and paws clasping over Ramik's lower back. "Mmm, yes... yes you are," he whispered.

Ramik's brow knitted in confusion, but before he could ask a strong paw pressed down hard on his back, pinning him in place. His tail was lifted out of the way and something tapered and dripping pressed against his hole before forcing its way inside.

The otter threw his head back with a pained cry, trying to push himself free, but Luka's arms held him fast. Ramik could only squirm around and whimper as Jace's shaft continued pushing into him. "W-wait! Wha?! Fuck, you're supposed to- I mean-"

It was Luka's turn to growl and he bit hard at Ramik's neck. "I told you I'd pay you back for shoving that toy in me in front of your friends," he said.

Ramik's claws dug into Luka's sides as he tried to adjust to the thick dog cock pressing inside of him. Another whimper left him and he glanced back at the dobie. "Jace?!"

The dog snickered and humped forward until his unswollen knot pressed into twin. "Sorry, Luka told me what you did and asked for my help." The dog ground his shaft into Ramik's passage and then gave a quick hump out and in, earning a whimper. "I agreed to help him out."

Luka put a paw on the back of Ramik's head and held him close, kissing his cheek. "Rrrf, I bet that it feels great, doesn't it? He's so big, and that knot is gonna stretch you to your limit." Luka idly humped his shaft up against Ramik's, frotting together as Jace started working up his speed.

Ramik was breathing quickly through his nose as he fought to remain poised and relaxed. Despite the fire under his tail from the rough entry his cock throbbed dully between his and his twin's stomach.

Jace hugged the thick tail to his hip as his own rocked back and forth, repeatedly sinking his cock back to the base into the tan body beneath. Ramik was making the cutest noises of protest, but his struggling had died down. "Definitely tighter than Luka... gonna have to get you more practice," he teased.

Ramik whimpered and pressed his face into Luka's neck, holding on tight with his paws. The pain was subsiding, but he felt the telltale bulge at the canine's shaft, threatening him with too much of a good thing. He was subconsciously rocking his own hips back and forth to hump his shaft along Luka's slick member and each kiss to his neck was like an electric shock.

Luka's breath was heavier and more ragged. He could hear Jace's heavy sac slapping off of his twin's ass and each thrust made their own cocks slide together. Luka was worked up from earlier and he couldn't deny how hot it was to hold Ramik to his chest while Jace violated him.

Jace's knot was growing quickly and it was taking some effort to push it into Ramik's passage. There was an accompanying pop as it would slip inside and pop back out and Ramik was beginning to whine pitifully again. "Rrf, almost there..." he husked.

The impaled otter could only lay there, frotting his cock back and forth with his twin's while the dog fucked him. His ring tried to keep the thickening knot out, but the dog was stronger and forced it inside. Pre was running down from between his cheeks and across his balls from how much the dog was leaking inside him.

Luka couldn't see what was going on from where he lay, so his eyes remained squeezed shut, picturing everything in foggy detail because of his beers. He saw the dog's shaft pistoning in and out of Ramik's slim body and hearing it all atop him sent him over the edge. His uncut shaft pulsed and spat thick gouts of cum against their fur and his body convulsed in pleasure.

Ramik felt the splashes of warm seed against his fur and his own cock released its own load between them. The otter let out a series of shallow breaths and fought hard to keep from making too much noise as he came, tunnel squeezing the dog's length.

Jace held out for a minute before, knot popping in and out of the climaxing otter before he let out a commanding bark. Tied with the otter, his shaft pumped a copious load up inside him, claws digging into Ramik's tail and back.

After a few minutes of pulsing and throbbing the dog fell atop the pair of twins before dragging Ramik to one side, laying on the edge of the chaise lounge. "Mmm, damn, what about your couch? Isn't this suede?"

Ramik's body shook as he felt that thick knot tug at his insides. "Mm, it's scotchgarded," he whispered, staying limp between the two.

"Yeah, we're not dumb," Luka assured the dog with a playful chuckle.

The dog laughed and reached across Ramik to pat Luka's cheek. "Fair 'nough. Did you get even?"

Ramik growled and had enough energy to open his eyes and glare at his twin.

Luka beamed drunkenly and stuck out his tongue. "You kidding? We're twins. There's no getting even. Only retaking the lead."