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Hunter groaned as he continued to thrust rapidly into the air as his body continually begged for release. But without any sort of friction, he could only teeter at the precipice of bliss. At the same time Samantha, despite having soiled herself, only seemed to smirk victoriously as she stood over the desperate wolf. "Such a good boy," she said as she placed her hand upon Hunter's head and began to stroke down his back. In an instant Hunter's body seemed to stop moving, leaning into the hand that now pet along his back, his tongue lulling out happily as he enjoyed the sensation. Unfortunately this treatment only lasted long enough for Toby to walk back over, something firmly clutched in his paw.

"Well?" the small fox inquired to Samantha, "Did the puppy make milkies?" Samantha simply shook her head, "Nope. Guess he must be into guys," she said matter-of-factly. Hunter tried to protest, knowing quite well his preferences, but the only sound that came out was a bark. Immediately Hunter gave a look of confusion as the sound left his mouth, deciding to try again. "I like," the wolf started to say, only to have his words cut off as Toby held the wolf's maw shut with his free paw. "We already told you to stop lying. You're not allowed to like both." The fox cub then paused for a moment before speaking up once more, "Well not making milk for girls only proves that you aren't into girls. But that doesn't mean you like boys too. After all you might just be a wittle puppy who doesn't know yet," the fox cub said in an overly excited manner. The wolf whimpered as his protests were ignored, apparently having lost his right to speak until the deviant cubs resolved his supposed lie. Samantha quickly agreed, "I suppose so," with a shrug as she stepped away from Hunter, "I guess you'll have to try as well."

With the Samantha's blessing, Toby quickly moved behind Hunter, the wolf's tail quickly curling between his legs in an attempt to protect his behind from the cub. However, Hunter immediately lifted his tail up to wag as soon as Toby began to pet his backside, revealing all to the cub. The wolf didn't have an idea what the cub had in mind until he felt the fox's tiny fingers grasp his sack and began to fondle the orbs. Hunter immediately let out a low moan at the feeling of the gentle fondling, however, it wasn't long until Toby's paw roamed further, soon reaching the wolf's shaft. Giving the throbbing cock a quick squeeze, the fox began to chuckle to himself as Hunter gave a quick thrust against the cub's paw. "My my, maybe he does like boys," the cub suggested aloud as he leaned in close to Hunter's tail. At the same time Hunter waited apprehensively as he felt the cub's snout brush against his rump, a moan soon leaving the wolf's lips as the cub dragged his tongue across Hunter's slick and sensitive tail hole.

Hunter felt the urge to leap away, something in the back of his mind telling him that this was wrong, but he couldn't seem to pull himself away as he began to pant in excitement as the little fox continued to lick against his wet hole, his eyes practically rolling into the back of his head with each aggressive lick. After what felt like an eternity, the cub finally pulled his head away, although it wasn't very long until he replaced his muzzle with something else as he shoved something hard and small into the wolf's tail hole, the wolf's hole clenching down on the cub's fingers as pleasure rolled up his spine. It took a couple of seconds, but the cub finally removed his hand once he had placed the object next to wolf's prostate. Hunter whined at the thought of having more beads placed into his rear, feeling a cord still attached to the object, but he soon found out that it was something quite different as the round egg began to vibrate violently. The horny wolf practically fell over as the intense vibration began, his body and mind being flooded with frustrating pleasure as he found himself unable to reach his peak, the words "Good puppies don't make messes inside," constantly ringing in his mind.

It didn't take long for the canine to lose control as he rapidly began to thrust into the air, his sensitive prostate overwhelmed by the egg. And by this point, both Samantha and Toby seemed to be enjoying themselves as they smirked deviously, Toby's hand fondling his own shaft, and even Samantha's hand buried in her now used diaper. Hunter was expecting at any moment for one of the cubs to make a snide remark about his behavior, but it never came; only seeming to make the entire ordeal even more embarrassing for the desperate wolf as head realized that the cubs were lost in their own pleasure.

It had only been a few minutes, but Hunter was already feeling his mind crumbling to absolute lust. Even after the motor in the egg sputtered to a stop, he couldn't help but continue to hump into the air, moaning loudly, hardly even caring about anyone hearing him anymore. However, his body eventually began to slow down a bit now that there was nothing forcing pleasure upon him. A few moments later, Hunter seized as he felt the egg being pulled from his ass by Toby, "Aw the battery died," he said in an almost sad tone, apparently having enjoyed the show being put on; Hunter saw that even Samantha's eyes were a bit glassy after the show. Hunter tried to calm himself down, letting out a long, shaky sigh as he figured that it was over. However, he soon let out a surprised yelp as he felt something hard press into his tail hole, followed by a moan from behind him as his hole instinctively clenched around the foreign object. As Hunter heard the fox cub moan behind him as the object penetrated deeper, he soon realized that it was no toy, Toby was actually buried in his ass; his above average sized shaft already pressing against the wolf's prostate, practically causing him to press backwards onto the rest of the cub's shaft. Hunter's face immediately flushed red in embarrassment as he realized what he was doing, but he hardly cared anymore as the cub began to buck into his slick hole, moaning loudly, his shaft drooling copious amounts of pre at this point as the overly sensitive nerves of his tail hole were stimulated.

With each of the cub's thrusts, Hunter pushed back into it, so focused on his desperation caused by the constant denial that the rest of the world just melted away. However, he soon snapped back to reality as he felt the cub's pace quicken and become uneven, Toby's hands grabbing the wolf's hips and bringing him in close as he humped with absolute abandon and his eyes screwed shut. And within a few second the fox buried his bone in all the way, moaning loudly as he claimed Hunter's hole, shooting his milky white substance into the wolf's bowels. As Hunter felt himself being held in place, his ears drooped and he whimpered as he felt the cub's sticky seed coating his innards, slightly concerned with how such a young fox was able to produce so much.

After a minute or two, Toby finally let go, practically falling backwards as he pulled his sensitive cock out of the wolf's abused hole, the fox's cum quickly beginning to leak out of the slightly agape hole that was now clenching uselessly on nothing. As soon as the fox pulled away entirely, Hunter collapsed to the floor as well, his arms and legs finally giving out from underneath him in exhaustion. As he landed, he quickly felt the puddle of pre that had pooled beneath him begin to cling to his fur. The puddle had grown quite large and it practically looked as if someone had dropped an open bottle of water on the floor.

For the first time in a while the room was silent, even Samantha seeming to be winded as she panted heavily, a funny grin spread across his muzzle. It was at this point that he felt that the game might finally be over, however, he couldn't seem to muster the strength to stand. Eventually about two minutes later, the cubs finally seemed to regain their composure as they both convened near Hunter. "Bad puppy!" Samantha said in a scolding tone as she pointed to the large pool of pre on the ground, "You made a big mess in the daycare!" Hunter immediately whined, he hadn't had any control of his pre, it wasn't his fault, but the tiger didn't seem to be making the distinction. "Yeah, and he didn't make any milk," Toby chimed in. "I guess that means the puppy can't make any, unless we were doing it wrong," the fox cub suggested, to who Samantha just shrugged.

The cubs then looked down at Hunter mischievously, who was now whimpering pitifully as he awaited for the cub's to decide what to do next.