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"Hey Orc! Orc, are you awake?" Kraken D'orca's eyes opened and he yawned softly, the cub rolling over in bed and sitting up slightly.

"Mmph... what is it, Wag...? We're s'posed to be asleep..." The 10 year old red-and-black orca blinked his eyes, trying to clear some of the sleep from them as he looked across the room he shared at his brother, Kraken D'Waggin. He could see the red form sitting on the edge of the bed, playing with something in his lap.

He saw his brother's white teeth flash in a grin as his hands paused. "C'mere - I wanna show you something I learned today!" D'orca just sighed and rolled off the bed, his bountiful rear and nearly basketball-sized bulge stuffed inside a blue speedo. One shaft peeked above the waistband, poking over his right hip as he stood, balls and butt bouncing slightly.

As D'Orca walked over, he rubbed his eyes with the heels of his hands, trying to clear them. He opened his eyes to see D'Waggin stroking his four cocks. He was slowly stroking them back and forth, two shafts in each hand, one hand catching pre at two heads while the other coated the other two in pre down to the base. He continued to alternate strokes until D'Orca was standing right in front of him. He grinned at his brother again, pulling all four shafts together.

"Dad showed me this really cool thing he can do with HIS penises. I wanted to try to show you; he told me that I could learn to do it too, and maybe you too!" He leaned back and patted the bed next to him, his four shafts throbbing, leaking pre in long strands on the ground. "But cha have to be quiet - like you said, We're supposed to be asleep..."

D'Orca's eyes lit up as he crawled up on the bed, balls and shafts swaying heavy beneath him. "What? Dad told you and not me? What was it?"

D'Waggin just smiled for a moment before his shafts began to slide further out of his groin. They began to snake over D'Orca's body, two of them sliding down D'Orca's chubby belly, curling up into his blue speedos and quickly pulled them down and away. The small orca squeaked, his balls rolling onto the bed as his shafts begin to leak, limp on the bedspread. It cut off into a moan as those same two long shafts curled around his balls and among his shafts. The other two of D'Waggin's long shafts pressed into D'Orca's muzzle and rear, feeding him a steady stream of heady pre from both ends.

D'Orca moaned, eyes wide as he was filled from both ends AND stroked off, all by nothing but his brother's shafts. D'Waggin bit his lip, one eye barely open as he tried to keep the noise down. "Unf... y-yeah... Dad t-taa... told me that we can control our cocks. Like, completely. And then he SHOWED me... and I didn't want you t-to be left out, so... AH!"

D'orca gulped down more of his brother's shaft in his muzzle, tail curled up over his back, pre gushing in random shots from his shafts. D'Waggin had found the small orca's prostate and it showed. Instead of continuing to explain, D'Waggin just began to thrust and stroke faster with his shafts, making a mess of his bed, although no one would know the difference. The two boys regularly woke up with beds soaked in pre, room saturated with the smell of sex from their productivity they'd inherited from their father.

D'Waggin panted, taking in the mixed scent of their pre as two of his shafts thrust in and out of his younger brother, the other two stroking at Orc's four thick shafts better than hands ever could. "Oooo... Feel that, Orc? I'm g-get-ting... Aaah!" He shouted, his shafts diving deep and squeezing firmly as the young dragon experienced his second orgasm that day, cum spraying from his tennis-ball-sized testicles, gushing into his brother as his legs kicked out straight, hands clinging tightly to the headboard of his bed.

After a minute, his orgasm tapered off, leaving his legs, brother, and lower bed absolutely soaked. His brother was even laying on his slightly flattened belly as it had swollen from the cum D'Waggin had sprayed into him. "H-ha... you're alright, right, Orc? I was wh-when dad did this to me...!"

D'Orca rolled onto his side, holding onto his round belly and panting. He simply nodded, his own four shafts throbbing; he hadn't cum, although he was VERY close. He squirmed and groaned, hands trying and failing to reach past his belly. D'Waggin watched and he tried to sit up, but between the earlier romp with his father and his second one now, he was sore. Which made it all the worse when he heard the heavy footsteps of who could only be...

The door swung open, light spilling in around the massive form filling the doorway. The muscular body of Kraken D'Ad squeezed inside, the father of the two worn-out cubs looking between his sons laying on D'Waggin's bed. "I should have known you couldn't resist sharing..."

He smiled and adjusted his glasses, chuckling at the sight of his stuffed orca boy and worn-out dragon child. "So, D'Orca - did you want to have some quality time with your brother?" He raised an eyebrow and tilted his head at Kraken. "It's always good to share..."

D'Orca's eyes slid back into focus and he nodded, his four hard shafts shooting pre eagerly. D'ad smiled at seeing D'Waggin's limp shafts also twitch, stretched along the bed. His own four shafts shifted, curling out slowly around his two boys and bringing them over to his chest. His ample pectorals flexed subconsciously as both boys clung to him, kneading gently as they tried to get a firm kiss.

D'Waggin he pulled into a kiss, one big hand rubbing against the young dragon's wings. "Alright now, retract yourself a bit son. Don't want you dragging on the ground." As he pressed into a kiss with D'Orca, D'waggin clutched at the shaft around his middle, kicking his feet lazily as his shafts slowly began to lift off the ground, returning to that unknown space inside his body. Once they were all back to his normal length of about a foot each, He was turned and pressed chest-first against D'Ad's left pec.

D'Orca was held with the left side of his belly against D'Ad's chest as their father stepped down the hall to the next bedroom - his own. He edged through the door, having never found time to widen it for his impressive muscled bulk, and sat back on the bed, turning D'waggin so he was facing away from his younger brother. "Alright, now, imagine you've got your shafts in your hands, right?"

He chuckled and another shaft slipped from above his twin beach-ball testicles, curling up to wrap around the young orca's wrists, gently pulling them up into the air. "Not with your real hands... " D'Orca whined, shafts spurting pre over D'Waggin's back as the position made his gut press down atop his throbbing lengths. "I know, and you'll get yours soon. Now, imagine your have hands on your shafts... And gently pull..."

He stared at the four heads throbbing just in sight past D'Orca's belly, smiling widely as they slooowly began to slide further out. "There you go, buddy. Now, imagine moving them around as well..." Their growth paused, now a good foot and a half each. After a minute, one of them began to curve out, sliding around D'waggin's hips and twisting among the shafts. "Ah, I knew you would get it."

D'Waggin groaned, trying gently to thrust against the grasping shaft. "I-I got it f-f-fu... faster...!" D'Ad just laughed, his mirth redoubling as two of D'Orca's other shafts shot forward, making D'Waggin moan out loudly as the two pre-spurting heads shoved into his tailhole. D'Orca had a focused look on his face as his two shafts began to thrust in tandem, one sliding into the tight rear of his brother as the other slid out before reversing, both spurting pre into the dragonet. His other shafts were still for a moment before the one began to stroke faster at those shafts, the other sneaking up and plugging the older boy's muzzle.

"Better watch yourself, D'Waggin. D'Orca might catch up to you yet...!" D'Waggin could only moan as his muzzle and ass were quickly filled with pre, making a sticky mess down D'Ad's leg. "Mmm, a lot messier than your brother. I think it's time I get in on this... Open up, D'Orca." The little orca frowned, at least until he felt something thick and throbbing push up into his still-slightly stretched rear, D'Ad's shaft quickly pushing against his prostate and making his mouth hang open for another shaft to gently slide in and rest on his tongue. His shafts stopped as he felt his father slowly slide into him, his one shaft as thick as three, maybe even all four of either of his sons'.

It was quite the show, if anyone could have recorded it - two cubs, held slightly suspended by two thick, black shafts, another two stuffing the red and black orca from both ends as his hands were held up in the air by a fifth. The young orca's shafts, in turn, were curled into the red and black dragon in front of him; two in his rear, one in his muzzle, and his own four, throbbing shafts being stroked by the orca's fourth. All this while the big black and red orcagon rubbed over D'Orca's belly and D'Waggin's stuffed rear, occasionally pausing to adjust his glasses and kiss the sides of his boys' muzzles.

But of course, even a slow fuck must end eventually, and all of the shared teasing made D'Waggin the first to pop. Even with this being the third orgasm of the night, he still produced easily a bucket's worth of cum, most of it leaking out of his shafts instead of shooting as he moaned and clenched tight, sucking around the shaft in his muzzle as his rear clamped down. This, of course, set off D'Orca, who experienced his first muzzle and ass, easily filling out D'waggin the same way he had filled his brother earlier, both boys carrying a lot more liquid weight than they had earlier.

The moaning, writhing, and clenching of D'Orca and D'Wagging quickly got to D'Ad as well, feeling all five of his shafts tense before they began to spray, his cum covering himself, the bed, and of course his two boys, swelling D'Orca out even further from his rear and muzzle.

After a good minute of cumming - for D'Orca and D'Ad at least - the big orcagon laid back on his coated bed. He laid his two boys at his sides, shafts sliding back into his body as he curled his arms under their heads. The two shuffled and groaned as their shafts pressed at their father's hips, their heads laying on his biceps as his big hands gently rubbed their twin bellies pressed into his own muscular gut. "Mmm... well it looks like you boys won't have much to worry about. You both picked up on it quickly..."

He looked down as he heard twin whimpering snores, smiling as his son's fell into a lustful sleep, shafts still leaking pre as his own laid against his belly. "Mmm... lucky for us, tomorrow is Saturday... We can practice a bit more once you've both woken and your bellies have gone down some." He took his glasses off, rumbling softly as he laid them on his bedside table, closing his eyes as he joined them in lust-filled dreamland.