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August 10, 2019

Frat Boy Fun Ch 2: Good Clean Fun

When Sam woke up, he was tempted not to get out of bed. After all, why would he want to? He had a quiet room, a comfortable bed, and a gorgeous naked guy curled up against him.

Sam looked down at Charlie, the black jaguar pressed up against the dog, his head resting on his golden furred chest. Sometime during the night the sheets had slid down around his waist. Sam slid his hand down Charlie's back, his fingers running through his fur and catching the sheets, pushing them down more to reveal the fine curve of the jaguar's naked ass. The dog traced his finger along one of the russets just barely visible in the dark fur.

Charlie started to wake up quickly at the feeling of the fingers playing with his rump, grinding against the fur of the dog's naked thigh. The big cat arched up into the stroking, a pleasant ache in his tail hole reminding him of the night before. Charlie had always had a thing for dogs- those knots were works of art! And the retriever had not disappointed. Blinking his eyes open, Charlie looked up at Sam's smiling face.

"Morning," he said.

"Morning, handsome," said Sam, planting a quick kiss on the jaguar's lips. "So, first time taking a knot. How are you feeling?"

"A little sore," said Charlie.

"Bad sore? Or sore in a good way?"

"Sore in the best way," purred Charlie. "My toys have nothing on you."

"Nothing beats the real thing, huh?"

"Not even close." Charlie reached down and gave the dog's sheath a gentle, loving squeeze. "Looking forward to next time."

"Me, too," said Sam. He rubbed his leg against the jaguar's sheath, making the other boy moan. "And to you returning the favor." Charlie's ears perked up at that. "But I think we'll have to wait 'til later. We've got our first pledge challenge today, and the brothers probably won't be too happy with us if we miss it."

"I guess you've got a point," said Charlie. He pulled Sam into a deep kiss, and then he pulled away and planted another kiss on the dog's sheath. "To be continued."

They climbed out of bed, stretching and growing as their joints popped lightly after so long without moving. The fur on the jaguar's ass was matted, and Sam could feel his fur catching in some spots as well. Not to mention they both reeked of sex. Sam grabbed a towel from his dresser and wrapped it around his waist, while Charlie did the same.

"Shower time," said Sam, and walked out into the hallway, with Charlie close behind.

When Sam had first seen the Omega Delta Beta bathroom, he'd known that the large, open shower space was going to provide plenty of fun viewing opportunities. And he was right. Walking in, the bathroom was already filled with steam, and it sounded like a couple of showers were already running. Though they weren't enough to cover up the wet slapping sound coming from inside. Hanging their towels up on hooks outside the showers, the two boys walked in and found the source of the sound.

Luke was standing under one of the active showers, the hot water steaming off his hide and making his scales shine. The shower next to him had been abandoned, but it didn't take a genius to figure out who had been using it. Smart money was on the dalmatian currently bent over in front of the dragon. Legs spread, tail up, arms and head planted against the cool tiles of the wall while the spotty dog was rocked back and forth by the thrusting of the dragon's hips, the slap of scaled hips on furred ass ringing out as the dog was stuffed with ten inches of ribbed dragon cock. And judging by the moans and dopey, tongue-lolling look on the dalmatian's face, he was enjoy himself immensely.

Having seen Luke naked before, the sight of him mounting the dalmatian barely slowed Sam down, and he walked over and stepped under the spray of the already running shower. Charlie, however, stopped in his tracks, his tail lashing back and forth, the sights and sounds in front of him causing his pink cock to start peaking out of his sheath. Seeing his roommate frozen to the spot, Sam reached over and turned on another shower, before walking over and gently leading the jaguar over to start bathing. The feel of the water snapped Charlie out of his lust-induced daze, and he poured some shampoo into his paws, focusing on getting the dried cum out of his fur.

"Ah, Sam, good morning," said Luke, as the retriever stepped back under his shower. "And... Charlie, right?" he said, glancing at the jaguar, who nodded. "Morning. Oh, and by the way," he said, nudging the retriever with his tail and grinning, "Me and the boys heard that big finish last night, bravo."

Charlie looked like he was about to faint from embarrassment. "I didn't mean to make so much noise, but I couldn't help it."

"Ah, I think I get it," said Luke. "First time with a canine?"

Charlie nodded.

"Well then, yeah, of course you're gonna be making a lot of noise. Especially in bed with such a good looking guy. Besides," said the dragon, nodding towards Sam, "If golden boy over here is half as good at using his cock as he is with his tongue, you never stood a chance."

"Yeah, he is," said the jaguar. "And yeah, he is."

"Well then, maybe I'll just have to test him out for myself," said Luke, leering hungrily at the retriever. "So, you two ready for your- oh, hang on."

Luke's words were cut short by a loud moan from the dalmatian as the dragon's dick hit a particularly sensitive spot inside him. Luke grabbed the dog's shoulders and stood him up. The other boy's red rocket stood proudly in front of him, knotted and leaking. He let the dragon pull him upright, the new position tightening his ass even more and making the dog squeal- right up until a big scaly hand reached up and clamped his muzzle shut.

"Mike, hush, we're trying to have a conversation here," said the dragon calmly, thrusting into the dog with a steady rhythm will he talked. "So, are you two ready for your first task as pledges?"

"Sure," said Sam.

"I hope so," said Charlie, a bit more unsure.

Picking up on the jaguar's nervousness, Luke gave him a reassuring smile. "He, man, relax. We wouldn't ask you to do anything dangerous, or something we knew there was no way you could do. We just like getting the chance to have some fun with our new pledges. Isn't that right, Mike?"

Mike didn't get the chance to answer. First, because Luke didn't actually let go of his muzzle so he could speak. And second, even if he had it wouldn't have mattered, because the dalmatian was reduced to a squealing, squirming, cumming mess as Luke wrapped the end of his tail around the dog's cock, pumping it quickly and squeezing down on his knot. With each shot of cum that splattered on the wall or smeared over the dragon's tail, Mike's ass clenched down hard on Luke's dick, pushing the dragon over the edge. Luke took the dog's neck in a mating bite, yanking up the boy's black and white tail and thrusting hard, almost lifting the dog into the air as he hilted himself and filled the squirming dog with wave after wave of dragon cum.

Leaving the Luke and Mike to enjoy their afterglow and finish their shower in peace, Sam and Charlie finished rinsing the shampoo out of their fur and toweled off, wrapping them around their waists and leaving to get dressed, all the while trying to ignore the ragging hard-ons that were tenting their towels.

Once they'd managed to get their erections to go down, Sam and Charlie got dressed and headed downstairs. Sam made sure to clip the red earring back onto his ear before he left. An appetizing smell hit Sam's nose, and he followed it into the kitchen to find Alex standing at the stove, eggs and bacon sizzling in away in the pan in front of him, wearing an apron that may have been protecting his front from grease burns, but was doing absolutely nothing to hide the rest of the cheetah's naked form.

Sam caught himself staring at the cheetah's ass as it flexed almost hypnotically with the cat's movements. And he wasn't the only one. The rest of the new pledges were sitting around the table, already eating and talking amongst themselves, but several of them were watching, stealthily or openly, as Alex worked, only looking away when the cheetah turned around to dump bacon and eggs onto two more plates for Sam and Charlie, and his body was out of view.

"Good morning, boys," said the cheetah, smiling brightly. He passed them each a plate. "Go ahead and eat up. The others should be down here soon to give you your first task."

Charlie thanked Alex and took his plate over to the table, but Sam leaned over, the cheetah doing the same to be able to hear him better.

"So, is this a regular thing around here? A sex show in the shower and ...?" Sam gestured at the cat's apron.

"And a cheetah with his ass hanging out?" purred the cat.

"Not how I was going to phrase it, but, yeah, basically."

Alex leaned forward on the counter, his tail arching up and waving back and forth in the air behind him. "If anything, I'd say the boys are holding themselves back. Modesty doesn't last long around here, and besides," said the cheetah, purring, "think of how much time you can save when you don't have to worry about getting undressed."

Now that had images running through Sam's head that were making his pants feel more than a bit tight. Thanking Alex, the dog took his food and dropped into a chair between Charlie and a brown-furred rabbit.

Sam was just finishing the last of his bacon when Luke came down the stairs, followed closely by Mike. Sam smiled slightly when he saw the dalmatian, who was walking a little funny, but had a very pleased look on his face. He went over to join Alex in the kitchen, helping the cheetah clean up while they talked excitedly in hushed voices. Meanwhile, Luke planted himself at the foot of the stairs and, after telling the pledges to line up, he was joined by the other members of the frat, minus Mike and Alex.

"Good morning, pledges," said Luke. "Before we get started with today's task, some introductions are in order. For those of you who don't know, I'm Luke, the frat president. And these are the brothers of Omega Delta Beta-" the dragon pointed at them as he called out their names.

"Eli." The black bull grunted when his name was called.

"Liam." The tiger was shirtless, showing his stripes and the powerful muscles of an apex predator.

"Carson." Trim and fit, the bluejay's feathers were every bit as attractive as the tiger's stripes.

"Trevor." As the only reptile in the room, the alligator definitely stood out. He had the slightest hint of a gut on him, but it didn't do anything to lessen his good looks, especially with that surprisingly sweet smile.

"Derek." The german shepherd inclined his head.

"Mason." The polar bear didn't need much of an introduction after serving as the bouncer for the rush party.

"And you've all met Mike and Alex." The cheetah and dalmatian waved from the kitchen.

"Our last brother had some business to take care of, so you'll meet Jack later. Now, pledges, introduce yourselves. Let's start with you," said Luke, pointing at the boy at the left end of the line, then moving down the line.

"My name's Ethan," said the husky.

The rabbit Sam had been sitting beside at breakfast was next. "Kyle."

"Matt." The otter was practically bouncing with energy.

A crow was next in line. "Ryan."

"My name's James, but call me Jimmy." Next to the crow, the fox's sunset orange fur looked especially bright, and that Irish accent made the cute male even for attractive.

"Charlie," said the jaguar.

The retriever waved. "Name's Sam, nice to meet ya!"

The cat on Sam's other side was all black, except for a diamond of white on his forehead. "I'm Keith."

"DJ," said the stallion on Keith's other side. He already had a red ring clipped to his ear as well.

Last in line was a panda. He was a bit chubby, but he wore it well. He seemed the shy type though, barely managing to tell the group his name was Shawn.

"Alright," said Luke, "now that that's taken care of, time for your first task. Derek."

The german shepherd stepped forward. "Here at Omega Delta Beta, service is important. Service not just to the frat, but to the community, too. And being that this is your first pledge challenge, we've decided to go easy on you. So today, you pledges will be split into groups, and hosting a carwash."

Sam hadn't been totally sure what to expect for their first challenge, but it certainly wasn't that.

"A... carwash," said Jimmy.

"That's right," said Derek. "A little fundraiser for the frat, going to a worthy cause."

"What kind of cause?" asked Jimmy.

"Our next party!" shouted Alex.

"Here's how it's going to work- the brothers and I have been getting the word out around campus about this little event, so you should have plenty of customers. It's $10 a wash, each team has a goal of $100. If you meet this goal-" he held up his hand to reveal one of the red clip-on earrings "- you earn a ring. Your goal over the next few weeks is to earn six of these. The team that earns the most by 3 pm, gets an advantage in the next challenge. So that gives you six hours to earn as much as you can however you can."

Derek continued, "Now let me be clear- any team that is caught trying to sabotage or steal money from another team will be penalized. If you break the rules of a pledge challenge, there will be a penalty. Nothing that will do any lasting harm, of course. We're not savages. But I can guarantee that you will not like what happens. Any questions?"

There were none.

"Well, alright then. Time to get started," said the shepherd. "Oh, and one more thing. The brothers and I picked out some outfits for you to wear while you work. They're waiting for you in your rooms. So go get changed, get outside, and get to work."

The pledges hurried up to their rooms to get changed. As Sam climbed the stairs, he wondered just what kind outfits the brothers had chosen for them. Walking into his room, he got his answer.

"You have got to be kidding me," said Charlie, holding up the hot pink speedo that had been waiting on his bed.

"Oh, come on, it's not that bad," said Sam, getting undressed. "The customers won't be able to take their eyes off you."

"Off my ass, you mean," said Charlie, dropping his boxers.

"Well, I can't really blame them," said Sam. "It's a really nice ass."

The dog tossed his clothes onto his bed before slipping into his own dark blue speedo. He pulled on the other bit of clothing the brothers had left, a white tank top with the word PLEDGE, and the frat's greek symbols down the back, both written in black.

Once both boys were dressed, they made their way outside. Omega Delta Beta seemed to have more land than they knew what to do with, which would have gone a long way to explaining the almost comically oversized driveway looping up from the street, past a garage big enough to house its own car show, and back out into the street. Four stations had been set up with everything the pledges would need, but that for some reason had been separated with dividers, so that nothing would be visible from the street, and making it impossible for the different stations to see each other.

"What do you think those are for?" asked Charlie.

"Maybe to make sure we don't slack off?" suggested Sam. "If you can't see the other groups, you don't know how much they've earned. Must be a little extra motivation for that prize Derek mentioned."

Sam and Charlie had been given the station closest to the house, along with two other pledges, though they'd been given outfits a bit less revealing- the stallion DJ had been given a pair of purple trunks, and the panda, Shawn, a pair of red ones. Which was probably just as well, since finding a stallion-sized speedo was never easy, and if Shawn had been asked to squeeze into one Sam got the feeling he might have had a panic attack. It really was too bad the stallion was as covered up as he was. His light coat shown in the sun, and the way his mane- easily his most distinctive feature, a mix of black and white- blew in the wind made DJ look like he'd stepped out of a magazine.

The group's first three customers were all ladies from the neighboring sororities. They seemed to be younger students that were a bit more reserved about lusting after the boys of Omega Delta Beta- they were certainly happy to watch them work, but they pretty much kept to themselves. The fourth, however, was one of the senior students, and was much more vocal in her appreciation of the boys' looks. She was lounging in the chair the boys had set out for their customers to use while they waited, sipping at a bottle of water and enjoying watching them work.

"It's so unfair," said the vixen. "Why are all the cutest boys always either taken or gay?"

"Same-sex dorms let us get to them first," said Sam, winking playfully at the vixen.

"Oh, you're just awful," she said. "I like that. My name's Jenni. What's your's?"

"Sam Holtz, pleased to meet you."

"Well, Sam, if you or your friends here ever get tired of each other, I'd be happy to keep you company."

"Don't like to beat around the bush, huh?" said Sam, dunking the sponge in his hand into the suds filled bucket at his feet.

"Nope!" said the vixen proudly. "When is find something I want, I go for it."

Sam laughed warmly, "A woman after my open heart. I think I'm starting to like you."

Jenni perked up at his words.

"Not like that."

Jenni crossed her arms, the pressure bringing attention to her cleavage as she play-pouted. "Such a tease."

As DJ lifted the hose to rinse off the hood of the vixen's car, hole tore open in the rubber, spraying water everywhere and soaking the stallion, as well as Charlie and Sam. Shawn, who had managed to avoid getting drenched, ran to turn off the water and bring out a new hose. Once the busted hose had been replaced, the boys got back to work, but not before peeling off their soaking shirts and tossing them away. From the angle of the car between them, Sam could only see Charlie and DJ from the waist up, creating the illusion that the boys had stripped completely. He was finding it to be very distracting.

But not nearly as much as Jenni. The vixen's eyes swept constantly over them, between the bare chests of DJ and Charlie, to the wet blue speedo drawing further attention to Sam's rear. She was nearly panting at the sight of three cute, nearly naked guys so close she could reach out and touch them.

"Oh. My. God," Sam heard her groan. "Could this get any better?"

That gave Sam an idea. An awful, wonderful idea. Oh, he was terrible.

It was perfect.

Pulling the other boys aside for a moment, Sam whispered, "Okay, guys, so, Derek said whichever team earns the most gets an advantage next time right?"

They nodded in agreement.

"And he said we can earn the money however we want, as long as we don't try to sabotage the other teams, right?"

More nods.

"So, here's what I'm thinking-" and Sam told them his idea.

"You can't be serious!" whined Shawn. The panda's was blushing so badly his white cheeks were starting to turn pink.

"There's nothing wrong with putting on a little show," said Sam. "Besides, with the dividers up nobody can see us but our customer. Well, them and any of the brothers watching from the house, but we've got a group shower, so it's not like they won't get plenty of peaks anyway."

"I don't know about this..." said the panda.

"Shawn, if it makes you uncomfortable you don't have to do it," said Sam. The dog refused to pressure others into doing something like this if they didn't want to. It wouldn't stop Sam, but he wouldn't make the others go along with it.

"Well, I'm game," said Charlie. He turned to Sam, "Besides, it's not like it's anything you haven't seen before."

The retriever turned to DJ, "What about you?"

The stallion smiled, "I think it sounds like fun. Let's do it."

The went back to work, but this time the boys paid special attention to the way they moved, brushing against each other and leaning over the car in ways that were impossible for the vixen to ignore. A couple minutes of this was enough to have Jenni squirming in her seat. That was when Sam walked over to her, and made his offer.

"So, Jenni, I know you've taken a bit of a liking to us, yeah?"

She nodded.

"And, sadly, none of us really have much of an interest in girls. But, we also want our customers to be happy with our work. So, I think I might know a way we can cheer you up?"

"Oh, really?" asked Jenni, her curiosity peaked. She went to take a sip of water. "And how would you do that?"

"Well," said Sam, slyly, "For an extra $5 -" he reached down and fingered the waistband of his speedo "- you could probably convince one of us," he gestured at DJ and Charlie, "to take off our suit while we work."

The vixen stiffened at Sam's words, coughing and spitting water everywhere. "What did you just say?"

"He said that for another $5, you can have one of us washing your car, wearing nothing but our fur," purred Charlie.

The vixen stared at him, dumbfounded.

"So, do you think that might be something you'd be interested in?" asked DJ.

The vixen shivered with excitement. "Oh, hell yes!"

"Great!" barked Sam. "So, who will it be?"

"Can I only pick one?"

"You can pick as many as you can pay for," said Charlie.

The vixen's paw plunged into her pocket, and pulled out some a couple of bills.

"Damn it! I've only got ten more dollars!"

"Well, that's enough for two, if you want," said Sam. "So, who will it be?"

The vixen's eyes kept darting from one boy to the other, trying to make up her mind. Finally, she pointed at Sam, then at Charlie.

"You two," she said. After Jenni had given Shawn the money, the two boys dropped their speedos and kicked them away.

The sight of two sexy males standing naked out in the open right in front of her had Jenni practically drooling. They got back to work washing her car, making sure the vixen got an eyeful of their bodies from every angle. Not wanting to forget what these gorgeous males looked like naked (and knowing the thought of them was going to be put to good use later), Jenni reached into her back pocket and pulled out her cellphone.

"Say, ah... I don't suppose you boys would mind if I, uh, took a few pictures would you? Maybe some video?"

Sam looked over at Charlie. The jaguar thought about it for a moment, then shrugged. "Fine with me."

"Knock yourself out," said Sam. "But if I find out you shared or posted this anywhere, I'm going to have to have a serious talk with Luke about putting up some privacy hedges around the yard."

"Oh dear god, NO!" exclaimed Jenni. "Anything but that! You've got a deal, personal use only."

And so, while the boys finished washing her car, Jenni moved around them, recording as much video as she could (she'd get screenshots of the best bits later, this was too good to miss, damn it!). When they were finished with her car, Sam walked over to Jenni, bringing Charlie with him.

"So, Jenni, before you go, I was wondering if you wouldn't mind doing us a little favor."

"After all this, I'll do whatever you want," she said, doing her best not to stare at the tantalizing packages between the males' legs. Well, not stare too much, at least.

"Well, our team would really like to win this little competition we've got going, and I think I know a way you can help with that."

"How?" she asked.

"If you'll help get the word out, discreetly, about the extra services our team offers," he snatched up his and Charlie's suits, and pulled the jaguar over next to him, "then Charlie and I will give you an extra special picture you can show to your friends back at the house later. Deal?"

Jenni stood there for a moment, the wheels in her head clearly turning as she tried to figure out exactly what the dog meant by an 'extra special' picture. But in the end, she agreed.

"Alright, what would you like me to do?"

"First," said Sam, "a teaser to help you get the word out."

He had DJ and Shawn stand behind the car, blocking any view of their trunks. Then he and Charlie stood in full view, holding up their speedos in a way that covered all the naughtiest bits, but made it perfectly clear that neither the retriever or the jaguar were actually wearing them.

"And this," said Sam, dropping his speedo, "is for your private use only, as a thank you for being such a big help."

And then Sam pressed up against Charlie, pulling him into a deep kiss, the boys pawing at each others bodies as their sheaths rubbed together in full view of Jenni.

The vixen had to choke back an aroused squeal of delight as she recorded the quick but steamy scene between the two boys. Sam had pegged her early on as the type who was more than happy to watch two guys making out, and she had proven him correct. While Jenni started getting the word out, Sam and Charlie stuffed their now swollen sheaths back into their suits, and then it was time for the next customer.

By the time they were done with next car (the driver hadn't had any extra money, much to their disappointment), Jenni had apparently done one hell of a job letting people know what was going on, because the number of drivers asking for Sam's group went through the roof. After their sorority neighbors had finished, a large number of the customers for the rest of the day were guys. Which, for an Omega Delta Beta event, wasn't the least bit surprising. That's not to say that there weren't plenty of girls as well. Especially because several cars came through filled to bursting with furs would had apparently decide to come down and pool their money to get show.

One customer that really stood out to Sam, though, was their last one of the day. He was one of the last cars to show up, and though by now the other teams had gotten wind of Sam's plan and had started to us it themselves, the little gray mouse had asked for them, specifically. With how badly he was blushing the entire time he was there, it was a wonder his glasses didn't start to fog up. And based on the tent in his pants, Sam was wondering how much longer it would be before the little guy broke through his zipper. When Sam finally asked the mouse if he wanted anybody to undress, it took the rodent a minute before he managed to squeak out an answer.

"W-well, I was hoping... if you don't mind...maybe, it c-could be, him," he said meekly, pointing a shaking finger at Shawn.

The panda, the only one who had remain clothed the entire day, nearly turned pink from blushing at the mouse's words.

"M-me?" he asked.

The mouse boy nodded, seemingly unable to speak. He was turning just as pink as the panda.

Sam looked over at Shawn, thinking. The panda had been pretty adamant all day about keeping his shorts on. But it didn't seem to be a lack of interest (the tent Shawn had been pitching when he saw some of their customers proved that), but he just seemed to lack confidence. Sam walked over to the end of the divider between the washing stations and took a quick look. He came back over to the panda.

"It's your call, Shawn," said Sam. "We won't make you do anything you don't want to. But, if it helps, everybody else is busy, so I don't think you have to worry about anybody seeing you that you don't want. If you want to do it, the rest of us can promise not to look if it would help."

Sam stepped over to whisper quietly so no-one else would here. "And just something to think about- he came here and asked for our group, and the only one he wants to see is you. Do you think for one second he would have done that if he didn't think you were attractive and sexy enough for him to blow through extra money just for the chance to see you naked?"

Sam could tell by the look on Shawn's face that the prospect of someone finding him attractive enough to pass over the males around him was something that had never entered his mind. Which made what Shawn said next even more surprising.

"I... I'll do it."

"Are you sure?" asked Sam.

Steeling himself, the panda replied by quickly unlacing his trunks had shoving them down and stepping out of them. The mouse boy made a noise somewhere between a squeak and a moan at the sight of the naked panda, and Sam couldn't blame him. Shawn was really very cute, his extra size making him look soft and huggable. Of course, the hefty black-furred sheath and balls hanging between his legs didn't hurt, especially the inch of black panda cock sticking out of his sheath. Apparently, for all his shyness, being naked in front of others like this was turning Shawn on more than he could admit.

The rest of the job went by without incident, though a couple of times when Shawn bent over Sam was worried the mouse was going to cum in his pants based on how he would squirm and gasp when the panda moved just right. When the mouse's car was finished, Sam passed Shawn his trunks, and he pulled them on before going to get the money together while the others cleaned up.

DJ had just been called away to help with cleaning up another station when one a dark blue pick-up pulled up into Sam and Charlie's station. The mouse was supposed to have been the last customer for the day, but it couldn't hurt to wash one more car. Besides, more money meant a better chance to win.

"Think you're up for one more?" asked the owner of the truck.

"Sure," said Sam, straightening up for where he'd been about to empty out the soap bucket. "Happy to-"

But the sight of the male climbing out of the truck had Sam's mind grinding to a halt. Towering over them even if you ignored the short fin on the top-back of his head, the orca was an absolute Adonis. Dressed only in a pair of cargo shorts and a red Hawaiian shirt left open to expose his perfect body. Sam couldn't stop himself from panting, his tail wagging furiously as his mind filled with thoughts of all the things he wanted to do to the orca, and more importantly, all the things he wanted the orca to do to him. Out of the corner of his eye, Sam was just barely aware of Charlie having much the same reaction, the jaguar's speedo doing very little to hide his growing erection.

"Jack! 'Bout time you got back," said Luke. The dragon's sudden appearance snapped Sam out of the lust-induced daze the orca had caused.

"Getting my brother settled took longer than I thought," said the orca. He jerked his head at Sam and Charlie. "These the new patch of pledges."

"Yep. What do you think?"

Jack looked the pair over. "I like what I see."

He introduced himself to Charlie, hooking his finger into the stretched pink fabric, pulling it out for an unashamed peak at the cat's goodies. Then he walked over to Sam, and did the same to the dog.

"I like what I see very much."

Jack reached back and ran his hand over Sam's ass before rubbing the base of his wagging tail. "That's one thing I love about dogs," he said. "You always know when they're happy to see you."

The orca turned away to follow Luke into the house, but not before giving the dog's cock a parting squeeze right on his growing knot.

That was more than Sam could take. As soon as the dragon and orca where inside, he turned to Charlie and said, "Come with me."

Grabbing the jaguar's hand, Sam pulled the other boy around the side of the house, and into a secluded area against the side of the house, behind some bushes where they wouldn't be seen. He turned to face Charlie, whining like a needy puppy.

"Fuck me."

Charlie jumped a little at the dog's sudden, blunt words.

"You want to have sex? Here? Now?"

"Right here, right now. But I don't want sex," said Sam.

"You don't?" asked Charlie, confused.

"No," said Sam, getting out of his speedo so fast he nearly tore it off. "I don't want sex. Sex is what you get when you're having tender moments in bed. What I want," he continued, dropping to his knees and working the cat's speedo down his legs, "is to get fucked. I want you to bend me over, push me up against that wall, and make me your bitch."

The retriever couldn't remember the last time he'd been this worked up and horny, but watching the jaguar strut around naked all day had been a deliciously teasing torture, not being able to touch him, and the knowledge that the orca was a member of the frat, and therefore almost guaranteed to be naked in front of them in the near future, had sent him over the edge.

"I want this," said Sam, standing up and squeezing Charlie's cock, making him growl in pleasure, "to pound me until I can't walk straight. Think that's something you can do?"

With a lusty growl, Charlie surged forward, pressing Sam against the wall as he kissed the dog, tongues wrestling as their muzzles pressed together. Breaking the kiss, the jaguar spun Sam around, dropping to his knees and burying his tongue in the dog's ass.

The retriever collapsed against the wall, moaning at the feeling of the rough feline tongue lapping at his entrance, then forcing its way inside while Charlie kneading the dog's rear, letting Sam feel the prick of his claws as he was rimmed.

When he felt the dog was prepped enough, Charlie stood up and lined himself up, pressing forward until his tip kissed the dog's puckered entrance. There was a little resistance at first, but that didn't last long, and soon the jaguar was buried balls deep in Sam's welcoming ass. He gave the dog some time to get used to his length- even though Sam had been clear about what he wanted, Charlie didn't want to hurt him, and they didn't have any lube. Though, the way the dog's ass was milking his cock, all the precum leaking out of him would take care of that soon enough.

When Sam started to push back against Charlie's hips with a needy whine, he knew the dog was ready. Pulling his hips back, the dog gasped at the feeling barbed cat-cock tickling his insides, and Charlie set about ravishing the dog's tail, quickly working up to a pace that had them both squirming in pleasure.

Sam had known he wanted Charlie to fuck him since he'd seen the jaguar naked that first time, but if he had known it would be this good, he would have demanded to be mounted right then. The pleasure Sam felt was short-circuiting his brain. Charlie was the perfect size to stretch him out without being uncomfortable, and the exquisitely erotic feeling of that barbed penis thrusting inside him sent bolts up pleasure up his spine. Every time the at's dick rammed into his prostate, Sam shot another spurt of pre onto the side of the house, until a pool of it was beginning to form under the pair.

"Ch-Charlie-ie-ie, I... I think I'm gonna-"

"A little longer," growled the jaguar, "just a little longer."

Thrusting into the retriever with all he had, Charlie made sure Sam felt the full length of his dick every time he moved. The big cat could feel his edge approaching, and the dog was moaning louder and louder as his pleasure began to peak. Charlie wrapped his arms around Sam, pulling the dog up against him as one hand wrapped around the dog's muzzle to keep him quiet, while the other wrapped around the base of his knot and pulled, giving it a good, hard squeeze.

Sam saw stars, his knees threatening to buckle as his orgasm washed over him, his howl of pleasure muffled by the jaguar's paw. The dog's spasming tailhole tightened down on Charlie's cock like a warm, velvety vice, and he raced past the point of no return. Taking the dog's scruff in a firmly in his teeth, Charlie used the other boy's fur to muffle the sound of his roar as his balls emptied in the dog's ass, leaking out to run down Sam's thighs and the back of his balls when he couldn't hold any more.

Leaning against the wall of the house and stilled buried fully inside the dog, Charlie looked down at the matted fur of his crotch, and the trails of cum running down Sam's fur, not to mention the rather sizable load the retriever had painted over the base of the wall.

"I think it might be time for another shower," panted the jaguar.

Sam laughed, feeling the mess running down his legs.

"I think you might be right."