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I was down on my knees in the well of the computer desk, bobbing slowly up and down on a nearly foot of wolf cock. Said wolf had his huge left paw on the back of my head guiding it up and down his leaking member that was pulsing copious amounts of precum into my eager muzzle. The precum was so heavily infused with dominance pheromones that it was making me lightheaded. Well that and the musk from his pubes that my nose pad sunk into on each downward stroke. My paw was caressing the lemon sized balls in his low hanging sack.

All of this was attached to an almost seven foot tall black wolf with muscles on his muscles. Well he was all black except for a white blaze on his chest, which had given him his name. Blaze was edging himself with my muzzle while he used his right paw to surf Craigslist for replies to his current ad.

You may ask why an Alpha type Dobie was on his knees submissively sucking a cock. Well if you have to ask you've never been in the presence of an uber Alpha wolf. My wife, a hot twenty-five year old vixen, is carrying his pups which I will be raising as my own. All three of them are active, constantly kicking to make their way out into the world. I'll be claiming them as my own even though nobody won't be able to tell that I didn't sire a little pack of wolves.

He also took my anal virginity right after he impregnated my wife. (See Craigslist Bullhttps://www.sofurry.com/view/913092 for all the XXX rated details) But we've become fast friends since then. In fact it's not uncommon for the two of us to tag team on some hapless little omega cuck. (Our most recent adventure can be seen at Craigslist Bull 2 What's Up Doc?https://www.sofurry.com/view/963105) And that was exactly what Blaze was doing now. He was a professional Bull, he not only knocked up other guys' wives, but he got paid handsomely to do it.

"Hey Frank, it sounds like we've got a live one here. Or should I say a live two here. It appears that a pair of twin tods are married to a couple of English Foxhound bitches who are also twins. It seems that the little cucky dog foxes aren't enough to satisfy their mates. Also if I read between the lines right I think there is some twincest going on between the kinky little bastards."

He grabbed me by the ears and pulled me off his cock. I took that as the signal that I had permission to speak. "Are you suggesting that we make this a team effort?" I asked with a big shit eating grin which I'm sure was made even more goofy by the pre that was dripping from my chin.

"Yeah I think it will be more fun with the two of us fucking the four of them than me having to fuck all four of them. That might stretch even my stamina and staying power to the limit." He replied. Just the thought of that has got my balls tingling." He added and motioned over toward the bed with a nod of his head. I knew what that meant and he didn't have to tell me twice. Blaze never asked if he could fuck you he just told you he was going to. And I was always ready when he wanted me.

"On your belly cuck." He ordered matter-of-factly.

I did exactly what I was told. I got on the bed and laid face down on it with my legs spread and my little stub of a tail lifted high to give my Alpha easy access. He got onto the bed and crawled up between my legs, I could soon feel his hot breath on my rosebud. I had been oozing submission pheromones the whole time I'd been sucking his cock so I'm sure he was inhaling them right now. They always made him extra horny. Surprising they turned him on even more when they came from a studly dog like myself rather than some sissified foo foo dog or fox.

Since we'd become best friends Blaze had started to worry more about pleasing me than just pleasing himself, but usually pleasing himself was what was best at pleasing me. I felt his broad rough tongue slide over my pucker. I moaned and relaxed so his tongue could poke it's way inside of me to lube my brown eye. It didn't take much to get me ready these days, I'd been taking Blaze's bitch sticker on a regular basis, so I wasn't nearly as tight as I used to be. Yeah I'm his little bitch boy and I'm not ashamed of it. I was well on my way to being "wolf by injection". And I was more than eager for my next inoculation. Which was imminent.

He crawled forward on top of me. I'm a good sized dog at about six feet two inches and two hundred and thirty pounds, but Blaze was eight inches taller and a hundred pounds heavier. And not an ounce of that seemed to be fat. Soon he was lined up with my pucker and breathing heavy in my ear. I whimpered in anticipation as I felt the pointed tip of his massive cock slip into my pucker as I tried to relax as much as I could. No matter how many times he takes me it always hurts a little bit when he first puts it in, but FUCK it hurts so good.

As he entered me it seemed that I could feel every bulging vein that covered his massive cock as it passed through my stretched sphincter. It didn't take long for him to seat it all the way, his huge low hangers coming to rest against my much smaller pair. All I could manage to do was to sigh with satisfaction. And I knew he took a special satisfaction in making a stud that was alpha to about ninety percent of the canines out there submit willingly to him.

But soon he was working that monster in and out of me, his huge balls making an audible slapping sound as they pounded against mine like twin wrecking balls. The thought of which got me thinking of twins. As in English Foxhound twins... And Fox twins...

I had a feeling that Blaze was thinking about them too as he plowed my willing ass. He'd been a bull since high school, fucking the rich society bitch mothers of his high school classmates. He NEVER fucked any bitch that wasn't married, he had no intention of supporting any of the pups. That was the job of the subby little dogs that he cuckolded. Like me.

But I didn't have much time to contemplate that as all I could think of was the huge cock that was battering my prostate. I was leaking onto the bed, but I knew better than to reach down and jerk myself off. If anyone was going to stroke my bone it would be my Alpha, unless he told me to do it myself. But it always felt better when I came without external stimulation. And there was no doubt that I would cum explosively when his huge knot locked him deep inside of my rectum.

Speaking of which I could feel the beginning of his knot just starting to form. He gripped the back of my neck in a mating bite and started the short sharp thrusts that would seat his knot as deeply inside me as possible as it expanded to it's grapefruit size. I could feel it expand each time his heart beat, pumping more blood into it. I'm surprised that he didn't get light headed from lack of blood when so much of it was tied up in his hardon.

It was almost to its full size. He was jamming it in as firmly as he could which made it move my whole insides as it slammed into my prostate over and over. My sphincter clenched down on the back of his knot, my balls jumped and emptied their contents onto the bed with me laying on top of the gooey expanding mass of my seed.

Blaze took a couple of more short hard thrusts and started to blast his huge load into my guts. I could feel him pulsing torrents of wolf cum into my willing body. He came so much it was always like getting an enema by the time he was done.

He clamped down on my neck even tighter as he continued to "breed" me. Deep down I wished that he could breed me, but I guess the next best thing was that I would get to raise his sons that were growing in my wife.

Finally exhausted he rolled us both on our sides so we were "spooning", releasing my neck from the mating bite. I think he only broke the skin in a couple of places this time. Blaze gets very possessive, at least he hasn't marked me in the traditional way. Like we marked Doc the first time...

As we lay there each gently spurting, riding out the remainder of our orgasms we discussed our plans for breeding those twin Foxhound bitches as their husbands watched. More than likely the little foxes will want us to fuck them after we knock up their wives. That's usually the way it is with cucks. Hell it was even the way it was for me when Blaze staked his claim in my wife's womb, although I doubt if I would have done it for anyone less alpha than Blaze.

I drifted off to sleep with Blaze still locked deeply inside of me, his knot throbbing like a second heart.

Blaze got a text from the little cucky foxes telling him that the bitches were in season and that tomorrow they would be at the height of their fertility. The next day we both kissed my wife goodbye and hopped on our Harleys.

It was a beautiful summer day, just perfect for riding. Blaze rode a Harley Davidson Night Rod Special and I had recently bought a Softtail for myself. There wasn't a helmet law in our state so Blaze wasn't wearing one. I guess that was just the nature of wolves, they were born rebels. I on the other hand had a full helmet, us Dobies being very disciplined working class dogs. As good as it may have felt to have the wind in my face I didn't relish the prospect of bashing my brains out on the blacktop.

It was about a hundred mile drive to our victims's house. We decided to drive down some of the back country roads where we could really wind out the bikes. There were a few places that were winding and challenged our riding skills but there were many straight stretches where you could drive for miles without seeing another vehicle. In those places we could really let the bikes unwind.

I had a stock bike which was fine with me since I got a little nervous whenever I got up to 100 mph. There was just something about triple digits that was psychologically intimidating. Blaze on the other hand had done extensive "souping up" of his already high powered Night Rod and on particularly long clear stretches of road would really give it the throttle and leave me in the dust like I was standing still. He really got exhilarated by topping 160 mph, which was about the limit of the bike and the road too for that matter.

When we would get to section of road that demanded slower speeds he would slow up and let me catch up. When I did there was always a wildness in his eyes, something almost feral that you would never see on a dog. I guess that is part of why he is such a great bull. I know I idolized him and wished I was more like him, but I am what I am.

We were in an area that I was not familiar with at all. It was a rural area of huge estates, probably lots of at least 20 acres. The houses on them were huge, you could rightly consider some of the larger ones to be mansions. There was a little knoll that rose enough to overlook the entire area. It was surrounded by an eight foot high stone fence. There was a gate where the driveway entered the estate and an intercom recessed into the stone wall. There were also video cameras all over the place. Blaze pushed the button on the intercom and a voice came on it.

"Mr. Blaze I presume?" Said a haughty dignified voice.

"Yeah. It's me and Frank. The Cucks are expecting us." Blaze replied, his uncouth response in complete juxtaposition to the overtly refined dog who spoke.

"Drive up to the house when the gate opens. I will meet you at the front door Sir."

Blaze's reply was to rev his bike so loud that it reverberated off of the walls as the gate slid open. We slowly eased our way up the winding driveway. The grounds were exquisitely landscaped and manicured, covering well over a hundred acres. There was a tennis court, a basketball court, an Olympic size pool and a ten acre lake arranged around the house. The house itself was the definition of ostentatious. It had to be at least 15,000 square feet. The front "porch" was huge with twenty foot high Greek Corinthian columns, made of the finest Italian Marble, holding up the "porch" roof. Waiting just outside the door was an elegant English Setter in an Armani suit.

We parked the bikes and walked over to the distinguished gentleman. His white fur, lightly speckled with blue ticking was immaculately groomed. "The Stoners wish me to welcome you to their humble abode." He extended his paw to Blaze and said, "I'm Heathcliff. I'm the Butler here at the IPO Estate." He rolled his eyes in contempt when he said "IPO".

Blaze reached out with his huge paw and completely engulfed the Setter's average size paw, shaking it firmly, but not trying to crush the others paw. Blaze was never one of those insecure guys who insisted on intimidating someone by crushing their paw. He was intimidating enough just being himself. I shook his paw next.

As we walked through the door we entered a foyer that was half the size of my house and had a huge vaulted ceiling. The walls and the floor were also Italian marble and the ceiling was covered with a fresco that was a parody of the Sistine chapel. Instead of God reaching out to touch Adam and imbibe life into him he was reaching out to two little foxes with either hand. The foxes were obviously twins and I was sure were our victims this evening.

"Can I take your boots and jackets?" Heathcliff asked with raised eyebrows.

"Nah I think we'll make a better impression with them on." Blaze countered.

"I'm sure you would make quite an impression whatever you were wearing Sir." He replied but Blaze and I still refused to part with our gear.

We followed him into a huge dining room with a formal table that seated 20 dogs, but off to the side was a serving table which was set up to seat six. On one side of the table was a Tod and an English Foxhound Bitch, and a matching set at the other side. The head and foot of the table were obviously for us. But before we got there the two little Tods hopped out of their seats and raced over to us completely at odds with the dignity that Heathcliff displayed.

"I'm Tristan." The first said as he extended his paw to Blaze. His head wasn't much more than waist high to Blaze. He didn't look Blaze in the eyes, he was staring right at the codpiece of his leathers, a little drool running out of the corner of his muzzle. His brother pushed him out of the way and introduced himself.

"I'm Leslie, were not both blithering idiots like my brother." He said as he gripped Blaze's paw, but he to was soon mesmerized by the package right before his eyes. His eyes glazed over and his tongue started to loll out of his muzzle, just like his brother had. And it hit me what was happening. They were both nose level with Blaze's package and were being overcome by the musk that was emanating from it. Finally his brother pulled him away, breaking the "spell".

He led Blaze to the head of the table and Leslie led me to the foot of the table. Soon we were all seated and Blaze asked the question that was on both of our minds. "So how did a couple of young foxes like you get the money to afford a house like this." Blaze asked the question that was on both of our minds.

"Well both of us had been Jockeys since we were 18 years old, when we were finally legally old enough to be employed. As you can see we're both the height and build for it. It's been something that had been in our family for years. Dad was a jockey. Grandad was a jockey and even both of our uncles on dad's side of the family were jockeys. It's something that foxes can do, where our size is an advantage, not something where it holds us back." Tristan started.

Leslie took over the story. "Well the fact that we're jockeys doesn't mean we're stupid. We were both good at coding in high school and when we were at the track we realized that if someone came up with a betting ap that could be used on your cell phone they could make a fortune. So in our spare time we worked on it and in a month we launched our company. It caught on like wildfire and we got a small percentage of every bet, not just on horse racing but everything that was bet on in Vegas."

"We were rolling in dough." Tristan continued. "We decided to go public and put up 49% of the company in an IPO. We made 1.8 billion dollars in the IPO and then over the next 6 months the stock price tripled. We quietly sold our shares so we didn't scare off investors and pocketed an additional 5.4 billion dollars for a total of 7.2 billion dollars. After taxes it was still 5.2 billion dollars. We've got it diversified between over a 100 money managers and we're living very handsomely off of the interest and dividends and whatever other income it provides. At a 5% return that's $26 million a year without touching the principle."

"And a lot of that is in tax free munis, so we get to keep nearly all of it." Leslie added with a smirk.

Blaze whistled and said "Man that's a sweet deal."

"Well that's the only way a couple of little foxes like us could ever land a couple of high class Foxhound bitches. You don't think they married us for our bodies do you?"

Blaze chuckled and said, "I don't imagine they did."

"This is my wife Darla." Tristan introduced her to us.

"And this is my wife Karla, with a K." Leslie said with a wink, I didn't quite catch the joke. It was as hard to tell the bitches apart as it was to tell the tods from each other. All I needed to know is that I would be knocking one of them up soon, I didn't really care which one. They both had huge racks, long shapely legs and sexy asses. Either of them could have been actresses or models, but they had hit an even bigger jackpot marrying the tods.

At that point the Butler brought out a cart with dinner on it. Each plate had a classic cover over it. First he put a plate in front of Blaze and removed the cover. On the plate was a huge lobster tail with drawn butter, a large slab of prime rib, a medley of asparagus, red peppers and green beans and a loaded baked potato.

He next placed an identical plate in front of me. The two bitches got about half of what Blaze and I got while the tods each got a petite lobster tail and a four ounce portion of prime rib. From the size of them I didn't even think they would be able to finish that much food.

As the Butler took the cart back out to the kitchen Leslie said with a leer, "Dig in. You guys are going to need all your energy for later."

And dig in we did. The food was delicious, better than the finest restaurant I'd ever been to. Obviously these guys had a personal chef and a good one. After the edge was off of our appetites we slowed down and our conversation picked back up where it left off.

"Well lets get to the point. Leslie and I don't have the juice to get the girls pregnant. We don't have the volume or potency to get the job done. We're not very well endowed and the pounding our little nuts took in the saddle has killed what little sperm count we may have had. Plus we both happen to be bisexual, we've been fooling around with each other since puberty."

"And so have we." Darla stated pointing back and forth between her and her sister.

"So we thought that we could all have some fun out of this..." Tristan said with a big shit eating grin.

The bitches obviously had on scent blockers and they had some kind of ionic air circulating system that was doing it's best to keep their heat odor out of the air, but I was starting to get a whiff of it every now and then. Blaze's nostrils were flaring every time some wafted over his way. Both of us picked up the pace of our dinner, in a hurry to move things up to the bedroom for the main course.

It seemed the others were eager to get started too. They were all sneaking peaks at us when we thought they we weren't looking. The Stoners appeared to be just as horny as we were, if not a little more. The butler came out and picked up the dishes.

"Will you be having dessert Sirs?" He asked the boys.

"Hell we can have that later. I know what I want for desert!" Blaze said and reached over to Karla. He put his paw up her skirt for a moment, felt around and pulled his hand back. He brought his middle finger to his mouth. It was covered with Karla's heat infused juices which I could smell from my end of the table. He stuck it into his muzzle and sucked the juices off of it. Immediately his teeth started chattering, a sure sign the bitch was in standing season.

He picked her up and slung her over his shoulder. I in response picked Darla up and threw her over my shoulder. They were giggling as they kicked their legs in false protest, loving every minute of being dominated by real canids. Blaze called to the tods, "Lead the way!"

The tods lead us up a circular staircase that emerged into a large bedroom. It had a vaulted ceiling with a retractable skylight. Despite the fact that the bed appeared to be a custom made double king size bed, it was dwarfed by the size of the room. As walked to the bed Blaze asked, "So who's bedroom is this?"

Tristan answered with a grin, "All of ours. We all sleep together."

"You are kinky little bastards." Blaze said and let out a bark-like laugh as he set Karla on the side of the bed. I followed suit with Darla. "Why don't you boys make yourselves useful and take our boots off?"

It wasn't a request no matter what the words were. The tone said it was an order that had to be obeyed. He didn't have to ask twice. Leslie knelt at his feet and Tristan at mine and they immediately went to work on our laces. They each finished with our right boot and we lifted our foot so they could remove it. What happened next surprised me, but didn't seem to faze Blaze. They both put their muzzles into our respective boot and took a deep breath, inhaling the musk.

Blaze saw the questioning look on my face. "I forgot to tell you, in their response they wrote that they had a bit of a foot fetish."

When they removed their muzzles from the boots they had to shake their heads to clear the glassy look on them. They soon did the same with our left boots. We both had big feet. I wore size 12 boots, but Blazes were custom made size 22 EEE boots. I guess it's true what they say about what big feet mean. In Blaze's case it was definitely true. The two tods removed our socks and then bent their muzzles to the floor and started to lick our sweaty feet.

"You two can satisfy your fetish later, we have bitches that need to be bred. Why don't you remove our codpieces and see what your wives are gonna get."

They had to stand up to remove them. Tristan only came up to the bottom of my pecs and Leslie was chin level to Blazes package. By this time I'd had a codpiece made for my leathers in imitation of my hero Blaze. They were just held in place by snaps. Neither of the two anxious cucks had the patience to pull one snap at a time, They grabbed them by the top and popped all the snaps at once, and dropped them in shock. Staring them in the eyes were the biggest cocks they'd ever seen. I wasn't anywhere near Blaze's size but I had a more than respectable eight and a half inches of thick dog cock.

Their eyes got big as they exclaimed in unison, "WOW!" Neither of us was erect yet, that would be their next job. But right now they were again entranced by the musk and dominance pheromones that overpowered them when they removed our codpieces.

Blaze covered the whole back of Leslie's head with his huge paw and pulled it toward his crotch, burying his nose pad in his thick pubic patch which was the source of the musk. Leslie let out a sigh, "Aaahhh..." as he inhaled the heady melange. He then went rigid and a little wet spot appeared at the apex of the tent in his slacks. He'd cum just from the sheer power of Blaze's musk.

Before I had time to copy Blaze Tristan had his nose buried in my patch. To my surprise he was soon licking and sucking on my pubic hair, trying to get his fill of my masculinity. Soon he switched to licking my sweaty balls, which immediately started me on my way to a raging erection. In no time at all I had two inches of rampant red rocket launching from my sheath. I'd lost track of Blaze and Leslie, I was too intent on what Tristan was doing for my dangly bits.

He used both paws to slide my sheath down exposing all eight and a half inches of my throbbing doghood. "I've never seen one that big before." He'd been so mesmerized by my cock directly in front of him that he never glanced to the side to see the huge monster that was only a few feet away. I glanced over at the bed to see what the bitches were up to and was shocked to see them on the bed locked in an intense sixty-nine.

But the feeling of a delicate little tongue running the length of my erection pulled my attention back to the situation at hand. Tristan was licking my cock like a lollipop before taking it into his muzzle. Well not much more than the head would fit into his muzzle. But that didn't stop him from taking me down his throat. But with the odor of heat in the air I was about to cum, so I pulled his muzzle off of me. He looked disappointed, but realized what my intentions were.

I looked over at Blaze and he had his predatory grin on his muzzle and he jerked his head over toward the girls. Karla rolled off of Darla and soon they were both on their backs with their knees pulled up to their chests, their puffy snatches just dripping with their juices. They were side by side but inverted. They would each be able to watch the other as we fucked their tight little holes. But first I had to have a taste of that. There was nothing like the taste of a bitch in heat.

I crawled between Darla's legs and brought my muzzle up to her heady slit. My broad tongue ran right up her dripping camel toe. And as the heat pheromones coated my tastebuds and my olfactory senses my teeth chattered involuntarily. I soon concentrated on her clit. It was large and erect. And as I sucked and nipped on it she came noisily. She gripped the back of my head and pulled my muzzle deeper into her sex as she rode out her orgasm.

I worked my middle finger into her and she felt as tight as a virgin. The puffiness of her swollen snatch enhanced her tightness. When she finally stopped cumming and released the back of my head I slid up her body until my cock was lined up with her entrance. As I was just about to reach down and guide my member into her I felt a delicate little paw on it as Tristan guided me into his wife's fertile garden. He held me in place as I tried to push my big cock into her tight pussy. It resisted at first then it finally relaxed and before I knew it half of my cock was buried in it. She let out a gasp, but before she could respond further I pulled back an inch then thrust forward until I was balls deep in her snatch.

I glanced over to my left and had a birds eye view of Leslie trying to guide Blaze's massive bitch sticker into Karla's too tight cunt. So far he'd only been able to get about three inches into her. "I don't think it's going to fit, are you sure you're not a virgin?" He teased.

"We'll fucking make it fit!" She replied and then grunted as Blaze pulled out a little and sank another two inches in her. "I may as well be with the little piece that Leslie's packing. FUCK! This is what I've been missing all my life!" Blaze made another thrust which elicited another grunt from her. In the meantime I pulled almost all the way out of Darla and resheathed my sword in her scabbard, drawing a moan of pleasure from her.

It took another half dozen thrusts for Blaze to finally get his almost 12 inches into Karla, but eventually his huge balls were resting against her taint. I never got tired of watching Blaze in action. It was like watching a porn star, only bigger. But he never settled for an external money shot, he made sure he emptied those huge balls into their fertile wombs. Just like I was learning to do. Their husbands lay on the bed on either side of us watching as their wives got what they'd been missing all of their lives. Tristan had his head down by our junction and his feet near my head. He'd taken his trousers off and was stroking his tiny little cock, with his tiny little paw. I couldn't believe how small it was. It was barely over 3 inches long. I'd been bigger than that in first grade. But it didn't seem that he was embarrassed about it, because he was stroking it for all he was worth right in front of me.

"Wow. I didn't think she could take something that big." Tristan said in awe.

I started to hammer away, the puffiness of her swollen vulva was putting pressure on my dick in all the right places. I pulled her legs up over my shoulders so I could thrust even deeper. I could feel myself bottoming out on each thrust. It was then that I felt something different. I felt a delicate little tongue lapping at our junction. I looked down between my legs and could see that Tristan was licking us. I could also see that I had a nice fertility ring building on my cock. There was no doubt she was at peak fertility and I was gonna be a daddy again.

I covered her muzzle with mine and started to tongue wrestle with her while her husband's tongue titillated our union with those delicate little fluttering motions. She moaned into my muzzle as she came for the first time.

"Wow that's the first time she's ever cum from getting fucked. She only cums with me when I eat her out after I'm done." Tristan said in awe. I could understand him getting her off with that talented tongue and with what he was packing I wasn't surprised at all that he couldn't get it done with his little fox cock.

But all that did was make me redouble my efforts. I planned on reaming her cunt out enough that she'd never be able to feel his little cock in her gash ever again. I was long dicking her, pulling the whole way out then driving the whole eight and a half inches into her, bottoming out with the point of my cock pressing right against her cervix.

But what was most amazing was how much the cucky little tod was in total awe of me. He was directly behind me and had worked his way from my balls up my taint and then under my little stub of a tail. I lifted my nub and he started to rim me. FUCK did that feel good. If you've never had an adroit fox tongue teasing your brown star while you fucked his fertile bitch you have no idea of what you're missing.

I took a glance to the side to see the progress that Blaze was making. Karla was cumming again as Blaze drove almost twelve inches into her until those huge lemon sized low hanging balls slammed against her with a loud "THWOK" each time he seated it deep into her womb. Leslie was behind licking whatever precum was leaking around the base of Blaze's massive member. The huge bulging veins were almost like a French tickler, causing even more stimulation to her already erect and excited clit. She was moaning uncontrollably as he rode her from peek to orgasmic peek. You could see her engorged clit sticking out like a little bullet as it rubbed against his massive cock.

In addition to just enjoying it I knew Blaze was trying to induce ovulation in her. I knew that his ego was stroked when he was able to induce twins, or in the case with my wife triplets. I would be satisfied in just filling Darla with a nice Dobie pup.

It was obvious that Tristan was more than familiar with his way around a male body. Every move of his tongue and fingers was calculated to get me more and more turned on. I think he and his brother fooled around together more than they did with their wives.

By now the air was thick with the odors of sex. Heat hormones, dominance pheromones, submission pheromones, fresh sweat, precum and pussy juice just permeated the air. The melange of heady odors was also enough to get you revving on the redline. I'd already had to slow down a couple of times to keep from starting to knot up. I wanted to make sure I'd worked up a huge load of cum to bathe her womb in when I tied with her.

Tristan was still rimming me and I could see the Blaze was working toward his climax, his huge balls starting to twitch a little. And so were mine which I'm sure he could also see inching up. We both started into our final approach as we seated our cocks into our bitches with short sharp thrusts to try to seat our expanding knots in as deep as we could.

The pointed tip of my cock was seated right against the opening of her cervix, I would be pumping it directly into her womb. I could only imagine where Blazes cock was lodged. I had to imagine because Karla wasn't saying anything, she was just moaning incoherently, shaking her head side to side in the throes of a continuous multiple orgasm.

I drove myself deep again and again, just thrusting now not pulling out as my knot expanded, stretching her in ways that she'd never experienced before. Then I felt Tristan cup his little paw around the outside of her vulva and squeeze around the base of my cock. "Man you're huge Frank!" He said and then to my surprise he pressed his tongue to the underside of my cock behind the knot so he could feel the seed squirt into his wife's womb. And that's what brought me over the edge.

"AARRRGHHHHH! FUCK YEAH!" I exploded rope after rope of thick creamy cum deep into her cervix which was spasming against the head of my cock as she had her biggest orgasm so far. I was locked into her for the duration now as I continued to pump my virile seed into her. She was trying to extend her orgasm by gyrating her hips so her vaginal sphincter rubbed the back of my knot and the outer portion of my cock rubbed her clit.

Finally Blaze and I collapsed on top of out bitches in exhaustion as we continued to pump out seed into their wombs. There wasn't much doubt that we were gonna be daddies again. This would be my third time, but it was just as special as either of the other two.

Tristan and Leslie crawled together and high fived each other.

"Man that was fucking awesome! I could feel his cum with my tongue as he was knocking her up." Tristan said with awe.

"Same here. I hope he puts a litter into her." Leslie responded. There were the dregs of an orgasm dribbling out of their still hard little cocks. It appeared that they had recuperative powers, just no potency or size. But that didn't mean that they weren't horny little bastards. I imagined how tight those little assholes had to be just based on the size of their owners.

Blaze and I both rolled over so our mates were resting on top of us. They had just about passed out from the exhaustion of the mind blowing sex they'd just experienced. Neither of us were worried that gravity was going to keep our seed from fertilizing the egg or eggs that were waiting there. Our knots were keeping them sealed up so there was no leakage. But besides I was sure that we were both squirting directly through their cervices into their wombs. None would be seeping out. Although I imagine that will be a disappointment to the tods, I think they would both enjoy a creampie from an alpha stud.

The four of us drifted in and out of consciousness as we continued to seed our mates. After my usual forty minutes my knot came out and Darla rolled off of me. She rolled onto her back and tilted her hips up instinctively to keep as much of my seed in her as possible. I rolled onto my side and put my arm around her possessively. I needed a nap before I had a go with the fox that was going to raise my pup. I fell asleep to him cleaning any of the combined juices that were still coating my shaft.

Fortunately with my job I had plenty of comp time built up. Most of my sales came at the major Conventions around the country and I spent tons of extra hours getting ready for them and putting in sixteen hour days during them. The rest of my time was spent training the newer salesmen and paperwork. Taking off three or four days to knock up someone's wife wasn't a big deal. Well my job didn't know I was moonlighting as a "Bull" but what they didn't know wouldn't hurt them.

I was waken by a tickling of my feet. I looked down and saw Tristan with his nosepad buried between my paws. It looked like his eyes were rolled up into his head as he was overcome by the musk. I glanced over and saw Leslie doing the same but his head was completely engulfed by Blaze's massive size twenty-two feet.

As if on queue the two of them started to lick our feet. It tickled at first but soon it began to feel soothingly erotic. Then he stroked the bottom of my foot as he took my big toe into his muzzle. I'm sure Blaze had experienced this sort of thing in his line of work, but it was a first for me.

To my surprise Tristan started to bob his muzzle up and down on my toe like he was giving my toe a blowjob. To my surprise I started to get hard in response to this. Blaze caught my eye and winked at me. Tristan went to my second toe and repeated the procedure.

"Looks like the cucky little foxes don't want left out." Blaze said to the group as a whole.

"Hell Yeah! We've never done it with any males that were bigger than foxes. It's mostly just been the two of us." Tristan piped up.

"Until now neither of us has had much time to have a social life." Leslie added.

"You two have some real monsters there..."

"We have to pretend that one of us is the top when we fool around. We're not very convincing." Leslie chimed in with a bit of a girlish giggle.

"We want to watch!" Darla and Karla enthused.

The boys got back to sucking on our toes as we lay back with our paws behind our heads and just enjoyed it. Soon they had finished with the toes on our right feet. They got off of their bellies and moved up onto their knees. They picked our left feet up off the bed and guided our big toes into their muzzles. It was amazing how synchronized these two were to each other.

I watched as Blaze used his right foot and slipped Leslie's sheath between his big toe and second toe and started to slide the sheath up and down his tiny boner. Leslie gasped around Blazes big toe. I got the idea and did the same to Tristan. They were soon both panting as they continued to suck off our toes.

But they didn't last too long. Their knots formed and Blaze and I gripped the base of them between our toes. Of course this caused the little bastards to cum on our feet. I was going to say cum all over our feet, but they only had a couple of small squirts in them. When they stopped cumming they licked their tiny loads off of our feet.

After giving them a few minutes to recover, Blaze caught my eye and gave me a head nod. We both stood up at the side of the bed, our flaccid sheaths hanging down over our big low hanging balls. Tristan had mainly been paying attention to my cock when I had been breeding his wife but now he got his first undistracted view of the huge piece of meat hanging between my Alpha's legs. Tristan had thought I was hung but Blaze was much bigger than me even when I had a raging erection and he was completely soft.

"Wow I didn't realize just how huge that was." He said with a low whistle.

"Hey that's mine." Leslie said. "He bred my wife so he gets to breed me."

"Boys there's plenty to go around. We plan on being here for the next few days. Gotta make sure we cover any stray eggs that the girls decide to give up. I usually score twins."

"And sometimes triplets." I added with a big shit eating grin thinking of what he'd done to Jen.

Any normal dog would have dropped to their knees to service us but they were so short that if they would have been on their knees they wouldn't have been able to reach our cocks with their eager muzzles. Leslie could stand up and be right at cock level for Blaze. Tristan only had to bend at the waist a little to service me.

We both put a paw on the back of our tod's head and put them through their paces. They couldn't fit much of our cocks into their muzzles but their tongues were extremely talented and delicate, tickling our members in a most delectable way.

Blaze reached down and grabbed Leslie under the armpits and lifted him before depositing him on his back on the bed. I did the same with Tristan. They spread their legs and pulled them up thinking we were ready to fuck them senseless. But that wasn't what Blaze had in mind quite yet.

We crawled between their legs like we were going to fuck them but we both set our much larger cocks against the tiny little three inch fox cocks that were throbbing in anticipation. All of us looked down on them, the size discrepancy was just too much of a graphic expression of our relative status differences. They may have been incredibly rich and of a much higher social status, but they knew that they were our biological inferiors, and they reveled in being dominated by us.

Blaze and I stayed in a pushup position as we frotted against the little dog foxes. Just feeling our superior malenesses against them was enough to get them to knot up and cum all over themselves. Well if you could call the small little emission that they exuded as "cumming all over themselves". They squeaked their excitement as they came.

In the meantime the bitches were in a sixty-nine, watching us as they eagerly licked each others snatches. They were quite skilled at this, my guess was that they relied on this on a regular basis to get off since the little tiny tod cocks probably didn't give them much satisfaction.

While the boys were distracted with their orgasms we both grabbed them by their ankles and pushed them over their heads bringing their tight little asses up to where they were readily accessible to our leaking cocks. I'd never fucked someone so subby, but in Blaze's line of work I'm sure that tis was a common occurrence.

Foxes were well known to be able to accommodate large things and these two reinforced the stereotype. We guided our cocks to their little brown puckers and it seemed that when they felt them that they eagerly opened up to accept us. We held out for a few seconds while we slathered precum on them and then eased our way in.

Despite being foxes the both gasped when we breached their tight little puckers. They immaculately lost their erections and gritted their teeth as they strained to take our members. Of course Leslie was having a much harder time since he was getting fucked by Blaze.

It only took me four thrusts to seat my cock balls deep into Tristan's tight little ass. It was almost like taking his virginity since I was over twice as deep as anyone had ever been in him. He sighed in relief as my big low hanging balls came to rest against his ass. I held myself there to give him a chance to adjust.

By now the air was again ripe with the odors of sex. I should say all the best odors of sex that really got your motor revving. The smell of fertility was the most overpowering one and even though we were fucking males it still made our coupling more primal as out bodies didn't know that we couldn't get them pregnant and they wanted to spill their seed into them to make pups.

I rested there while Blaze continued to do the two inches in one inch out tango with Leslie who was bravely taking all twelve inches of fat wolf cock that Blaze had to offer. I don't know how many thrusts it took but soon Blaze was seated balls deep in his little personal cockwarmer. We waited while they stretched out enough so they weren't in pain then started to slowly fuck their submissive little asses. One of the things that became obvious was that since they were so tight we could easily feel their little prostates as our cocks ran across them. It only took a few thrusts before their tiny little cocks were rock hard again.

Blaze and I grinned at each other as we picked up the pace. About a minute later the boys gave a pathetic chirplike sound and came again. They weren't very virile but it seemed that they had quick recovery capabilities.

The bitches giggled as they watched, but that didn't stop them from licking each other for very long. They were as adept at getting each other off as the tods were at doing each other. They weren't real good at the male/female stuff but the whole situation seemed to work for everyone involved.

Blaze stopped and pulled out to all of our surprise. I did the same without asking why we were doing it. But it soon became apparent. Blaze picked up Leslie and turned him around so he was laying on his side in sixty-nine position with his brother. Tristan turned onto his side facing his brother and soon they were doing what they did best, sucking each other off.

Blaze got on his side behind Leslie and I behind Tristan. The boys didn't have to be told to guide each of us into their twin's already stretched asshole, they just did it instinctively. Soon we were hammering away intensely while the boys alternated between sucking each other and using their tongues on our members as we pistoned in and out of their asses.

I'd never buggered a male fox before and I do have to admit that everything they say about them is true. It's almost like they'd been bred to be buggered. They were an amazing combination of tight and pliant. They fit you like a glove no matter what size you were. It was hard to believe how someone as small as Leslie was able to take Blazes huge cock with out undue distress. Not only that but after a few thrusts he was moaning like a two dollar whore.

I was already starting to form the beginning of a knot. It was just a little thickening at this point so I could still push it in and out of of his tight little sphincter. But he had such control that he would clamp down on it every time it passed through massaging the base of my knot. Fuck did it feel great.

So great that I couldn't help to start going over the edge. Soon my knot was expanding rapidly and I was seating my cock deeper in Tristan than anyone had ever been before. I bit the back of his neck as I pounded deeper and deeper into him. His tight little sphincter now had a death grip on my cock right behind my knot and was spasming rhythmically on it. I could see Leslie doing the same thing to Blazes monster at the same time.

"Aarrghhhh!" Tristan grunted out around his brother's little cock as he started to cum.

"Fuck yeah you little bitch." I said around the neck that was in my mouth as I unleashed a huge load into the eager little cuck. I pulsed jet after jet of Dobie cum into his eager little rectum. To my surprise he gave a contented little sigh as he pressed himself back toward me. Somehow I knew that these randy little tods were going to be regular customers.

For the next couple of days Blaze and I bred the bitches and the tods. We didn't switch off on the bitches, we wanted to make sure that we each knocked up one of them, but we did pass the boys between us. We even took them out on the bikes which really seemed to have them horny. The only real annoyance was the butler who thought his shit didn't stink. Heathcliff always looked like he was so above riffraff like Blaze and I whenever he was in the vicinity.

Well that was until the day that we finished up. We'd left the bitches and tods laying on the bed recovering from one last fuck and were all dressed up in our leathers for the ride home. It was the butler's duty to let us out.

I knew Heathcliff's attitude was grating on Blaze. Blaze thought he was a pretentious prick and not half as alpha as we were. Of course as he went to let us out he was dressed in his Armani suit as always. He walked out to our bikes with us, probably to make sure that we didn't drive off with the silverware or something.

As we reached the bikes Blaze picked up Heathcliff and put him on his his Night Rod.

"What do you think you're doing?" Heathcliff said indignantly as he started to get off of the bike.

Blaze glared at him. "SIT! STAY!" Heathcliff stopped moving, I think he almost pissed himself. Blaze climbed on in front of him. He kick started the bike and took off down the driveway. I didn't follow, I knew there was no way I'd be able to keep up.

Blaze went down the driveway slowly but as soon as he got onto the road he gunned it, laying a streak of rubber for thirty yards before racing through all the gears to get up to top speed. I could see them for most of the ride since the IPO Estate sat atop the high point of the area. I'm sure Heathcliff was praying for the ride to end the whole way. I'm sure Blaze got the Night Rod all the way up to 160MPH and I sure he took some of the curves much faster than I would ever dream of doing. The ride wasn't long but by the time he got back the skin under Heathcliff's white fur was as white as the fur itself.

Heathcliff stumbled off the bike and fell to his knees. It almost looked like he was kissing the ground not that he was back on it. But they say that fear is the ultimate aphrodisiac and Blaze was about to use it to his advantage.

He ripped off his codpiece and stood in front of Heathcliff. He grabbed him by the ears and pulled his muzzle toward his stiffening maleness. Soon he had the pretentious Butler bobbing for gonads. When he was fully hard he picked Heathcliff up and bent him over the seat of his Night Rod. Then he unsnapped the tail flap of his suit trousers and ripped open the back of his briefs exposing the tight, probably virgin pucker of the Butler.

Of course by this time Blaze was leaking precum and he used the head of his cock to lube Heathcliff's asshole up. But he didn't spend too much time getting him ready before he unceremoniously jammed that huge bitch sticker balls deep into the self-important bastard's asshole.

Heathcliff screamed like a banshee as his virginity was taken. But much to his surprise Heathcliff was soon moaning as Blaze battered his prostate. He waved me over and I took my position in front of the pretentious asshole. I ripped my codpiece off and proceeded to shove my cock into his muzzle. He didn't resist at all.

Blaze and I were in rhythm with each other. When he pulled out of Heathcliff's ass I thrust into his muzzle and vice versa. We fucked him a good long time before we were ready to cum. Blaze signaled me with his eyes that we were going for the big finish and we started to quicken our pace. I knew Blaze wasn't going to knot with him this time. Being stuck to Heathcliff while he was bent over a bike wasn't the best way to spend an hour so Blaze grabbed the base of his knot and I did the same to mine.

That was all it took to get us over. Blaze was pumping his ass full of wolf cum while I gave him a nice spurt of Dobie spooge in his mouth before I pulled out and painted a masterpiece all over his muzzle and his expensive suit. He was going to have quite the dry cleaning bill to get it all out.

Right when we were about finished cumming we heard some clapping and cheering. We hadn't realized that we'd had an audience. The Stoners, both couples had been watching their Butler get his comeuppance and were enjoying it every bit as much as bit as much as we had.

Heathcliff had one last embarrassment to endure. Blaze pulled out of his ass, turned him around and shoved his cock into his mouth. "Here clean this off." He ordered and after Heathcliff had cleaned him he snapped his codpiece back on.

Heathcliff stood up with as much dignity as he could muster considering that his tail flap was hanging down, he had cum all over his muzzle and suit jacket and shit in his mouth and on his lips from cleaning off Blaze's cock. And a wet spot in his pants from where he'd cum from Blaze fucking him to completion.

And with that Blaze and I started out bikes and rode off into the sunset. Although I'm sure that will not be our last visit with the Stoners.

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