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*Part Three: Andy's Pride *

"Oh God why'd you pick me? Ugh I know why..." Stefan was mumbling to himself as he was given a text from Andy to come and meet him at a café in town. It had been two weeks since the incident with his brother and honestly, it had gone as badly as Stefan had expected. But all the same, Andy had been in better spirits and back to working with Prince, getting the horse to actually focus on some jumping exercise to slow down the desire for him to be used as a stud and reconsider his riding career. Oddly, after what had happened, Prince had been rather more relaxed about Stefan being around, but if Stefan got too close to Andy the stallion would give him a cautious look. All the same, sitting in a booth in a café in the village and thankful to have no one remotely in earshot, Stefan just groaned as he looked to the panini in front of him with disappointment. "I told them what I saw Andy... I didn't lie...."

"Yeah but he got a warning, that's all..." Andy groaned in frustration, fingering the crisps settled beside his sandwich with seeming disinterest. He was saddened and pissed off all at once, forming a nasty wet lump in the back of his throat that made him want to cry but a boiling thorny knot in his gut that made him want to scream out. He just couldn't believe it, but then again he pondered if he'd have been treated any better if he were a girl, he certainly did not. But Stefan stretched his hand out, grasping hold of Andy's shoulder in a show of affection before he then pulled his hand away in case, he might send the wrong signal. "Just keep him away from me and Prince."

"Don't worry, he hasn't been near the horse since... though I was shocked, Prince saw you as a herd-mate in trouble and came to save you! That horse seriously loves you buddy!" Stefan beamed lovingly and Andy found himself chuckling in amusement at the words. If Stefan knew what was going on, what would he think about it? Indeed, Andy couldn't help but think about the kind of thing he'd love to have with Stefan and Prince, no matter how sordid or ow hard it made him to think about! Oh Andy would really love to have Prince mounted on him, Stefan thrusting into his mouth and his hands pulling Andy's backside apart to let that big cock get in. But then Stefan gave a chuckle and Andy almost leapt in surprise, feeling suddenly a little pinch of pain in his cock for it all. "Oh... Trent wants to watch a movie tonight at mine but as you have the apartment free..."

"Alright... but I'm seeing Colossal Cock after work, so you'd better be willing to cream my ass... "

"Yes, to both...." Stefan stated, only to slap himself in the face; he had been hoping to say that he would gladly help, but the way Andy had phrased it with a scoff had just tickled his fancy. He'd not been able to stop himself from thinking of those thick haunches and that tight, round greyhound butt and how much he did want to fill Andy with his cream. Stefan was looking stupidly towards Andy who was sniggering at him and then gently knuckled at Stefan's shoulder, assuming it to be a joke and musing that he was so daft and Stefan grimaced. "But like... are you and your... bear... are you a thing?"

"Huh? Oh nah... I've got the number for his hotel room only, he's just out here for a break from university and then he as to go back north soon... it's just a fling. I thought, better that than nothing for now..." Andy felt stupid, though he knew Stefan would understand that he'd been very desperate, but in some ways, he wished he could tell him the truth. But if he did, he'd be in real shit and Stefan would never look at him again... not only that but he really wished that it was all going to be about him and Stefan in the future, spending time together and Trent was just... just.... "I'm a bit nervous about seeing Trent again."

"He's nervous too, but he won't be weird... he knows he seriously mucked up and he wants to make a better show of how things have changed. He actually went to confront his dad yesterday and well, he said he was glad to have a hotel to go back to, but his dad was just trying to understand that usual 'what did I do wrong', why do parents think like that? Mum was like that with me and I was like... maybe I just really like sex? Why is it 'abnormal', your parents weren't too bad about you!" Stefan scoffed, but Andy just shrugged his shoulders and insisted that his parents had just always guessed even when he hadn't. It had made Stefan snort before he'd given a long yawn and then insisted that they needed to head back or else they'd miss the farrier coming for Prince. "You think you can calm the horse long enough for him to have his feet done?"

"Eh...."

No... Andy couldn't, though Prince had nibbled and nuzzled at him, his legs had kicked out aggressively towards the big rhino that was trying to grab his foot and sort the hoof. Despite the apologies and attempts to distract, the left foreleg was the one to have been damaged and even Andy couldn't always lift it. But Frank the Farrier was getting clever about it himself.

"I hate calling the vet out for a sedative, but I heard he's stud training. The other hooves are good and I just about trimmed but that buggered leg is still sensitive. Andy... can you trick him to mount something I can stand in front of?" Frank questioned and Andy's eyes boggled, it wasn't that he couldn't but for some reason everyone wanted to take a knock at Andy for doing the job. Frank even decided to make it worse. "You got yer sample bag there... we can sort it out at the same time."

"Oh God..." Andy groaned, the universe really was taking the piss out of him today. First teasing with Stefan almost sounding like he wanted Andy to Emma's going to the breeding lab can you get her a sample by three? His plans were ruined but he didn't have a choice as he lowered his head and beckoned Frank to follow into the stables. "Look, I've got him to use our fake mount alright, but when I tried for a practice sample it was like trying to put a bag on a snake. I have to hold it and I don't want you taking the piss."

"Yeah I get it... Have I taken the piss before? Look we've got to check the hoof out and he's not going to let me unless the only creature on this planet he trusts is... distracting him. Its not like I'm telling you to shove it in your mouth or anything!" Frank grunted in frustration as he pulled up his box and started going through to find the file, he needed to clear the hoof down. He knew that the ankle needed to be tested and he was hoping that Andy understood how important the horse's health was to let this happen. However, when Frank noticed the way Andy was bright red and looking utterly petrified, Frank patted his shoulder firmly. "Andy... I know its embarrassing but like, the vets do it all the time and I'm not going to say anything like that twat Pat and I know... I know you're still not having a good time since Trent, but this is about Prince's well being so, hang your pride."

It hit Andy a little weirdly, he'd not realised how many animals had known about him and Trent, but Frank was one of those farriers that everyone inevitably chatted too as he just grunted gently in acknowledgement. Andy's embarrassment over the idea of doing something with Prince when another person was around to suddenly thinking about Trent and what it seemed Stefan was hoping for. Andy didn't mind being with Trent again, but at the same time he was still scared and he wanted to think about anything but the emotions that Trent's name brought up, especially betrayal. He nodded his head to Frank and then took hold of Prince's headcollar, the stallion's nostrils still reddened and flared as he eyed up the farrier viciously. Andy beckoned for the stallion to follow him back to the stable and for Frank to come at a distance as the stallion kept throwing his head about to watch the annoyance.

"Come on Prince... you've gotta be a good boy now... look, look... your mounting block, aren't you interested? Come on..." Andy stepped the stallion into the freshly cleaned stall and towards the awkward looking fake mare. There was not any manure around for him to use to lure the stallion up and into doing the job, but Prince was able to understand some of what was asked, though he was watching Frank steer nervously around behind Andy. Andy patted the mare and then gently stroked around the inside of Prince's leg, the bay stallion recognised the motion and reared up, his form hanging out and straining about in search of something. Frank was impressed, but Andy was bright red as Frank stepped to his side and Prince just seemed to be waiting patiently. "Uh... this is the awkward part... I've gotta put the bag on and... and kinda... make him think its happening..."

"You got him to mount with one touch, clearly he trusts you and he seems to be expecting something... if I hold his leg and get to work, you do your thing and I'll have my back to you." Frank stated, the rhino noticing the blush and looking at the sheer size of the animal's phallus and being thankful he wasn't Andy. He stepped to Prince's shoulder, gently stroking the stallion's leg and the stallion hitched more onto the mount, waiting for something to happen and paying no attention to Frank. Clearly, he got far too much enjoyment out of the act for him to care and as Frank lifted the file, Andy's soft paw stroked at the great cock and Prince's muzzle twitched and his lips wiggled in the air.

Andy wished he could close his eyes and not be here, he had intended to do this on his own later this evening, give Prince a real reward and get himself some action to tell him he didn't need a guy like Trent in his life. But the universe really was against him today as the stallion's cock lifted and practically smacked the long narrow muzzle of the lurcher to make him whimper softly. It was as if Prince was telling him he wated to be sucked off and gently, Andy held him and rubbed at him whilst shifting to get the bag out of his pocket. This was bad, he wanted to lick it, the smell was so good and he could see the sheen of precum over that broad, circular head to say that Prince was getting far too excited. As Andy finally got the bag up and opened it in front of the head, feeling the pulsing of the cock within his paw, Frank was busy filing away when Prince gave a sudden grunt and Andy gave a bark.

"You alright?" Frank was quick at his job, thankfully Andy's care of Prince had been helping the hoof keep straight and the joint felt good, telling him it was probably still tendon damage. But as Frank pulled back, he was stuck staring in utter disbelief to see that Andy had done his job. At least, the bag had a sample, but half the sample was spurted onto Andy's face and the cock was just bouncing about, slapping at the greyhound's shoulder as Prince remained mounted and expecting more. Frank was not sure what to do but insisted he'd be back in a second as Andy remained on his knees in utter disbelief that Prince had decided to be premature on him!

As he watched Frank leave though, Andy's eyes darted back to the stallion and he shifted the bag further up the cock that was shifting for him. As there was the sound of Frank fetching a bucket and filling it with water, Andy rubbed at the great pulsing form so roughly that Prince's body was leaning, his back bending and tail lifting as he gave out a joyous whicker of pleasure as he came again in another flick splatter into the bag. Andy shuddered, glad to have gotten a second batch from the horse but still damn embarrassed by all of it as he then let the great stallion cock slip out of the bag and back into the sheath as Prince dismounted and then was nosing Andy's face lovingly, even licking him as Andy remained prone.

"Andy... I'll put the bucket for your face just here by the door, if you hurry with the bag, I'll drop it into the weirdos at the lab for you... uh... I swear I won't tell a soul... I don' even want anyone to know I told you to do it so I could do the horse's leg. So... take care..." Frank stepped back and closed the door as Andy remained looking stunned for a while before he finally pulled himself up from the floor and then got another shock. As he started walking off, Prince's head was right to his back, puffing warm air and nibbling at his trousers, giving them a tug and even lifting to try and mount Andy. The hound quickly opened back up the door to the meadow and Prince gave a snort before strolling out calmly as Andy collapsed onto his knees... maybe he should forgo getting his ass wrecked tonight!

Going back to his apartment, Andy was having a rigorous shower and playing with one of his big dildos, pumping it into his anus roughly and then even managing to slip a second, slimmer one inside. The moment he'd slid the lube covered bullet-shaped form alongside the big silicon rod up into his passage, the sudden pressure and the fact he'd achieved it was enough for Andy to blow a load he'd been holding up onto the tiles beside him. Sadly, he couldn't bring himself to try and coordinate playing with both and teasing his nipples, so instead Andy had leant his backside against the tiles, leaning back into it to make the bigger dildo move as he moaned and continued to play around until the got the anal orgasm he wanted.

It would have been a sexy and maybe a glorious thing to see, but the only reason Andy was doing it, was so that he was not going to be desperate for anything when Trent was here. It was bad enough he could not just go back to Prince and give him a good teasing, reward him for being so good when Frank was there, but he knew it was a bit too dangerous. Frank would expect him to avoid the horse a bit for getting a bukkake experience like that! It was embarrassing to say the very least that someone knew about it and that Prince had been so well-behaved because 'his mare' had been tending to him. Andy was miserable as he settled on his sofa after drying himself up and then the door was knocked on.

The lean, slim, tri-coloured lurcher with his funny ears turned his long head towards the door with a quick check to the time, surely, they were both a bit too early? Andy grimaced and padded over to the door with his towel tucker neatly around his broad hips, showing off his smooth flat stomach, broad but neat chest with his curiously cute pink nipples as he grasped the door with his lean arms and turned it. He was startled to see Stefan standing there, the broad-muzzled hound holding up a little bag in his hand that had come from the pharmacy. Suddenly Andy was blushing as he let him in... realising the other reason he'd wanted a bit of fun with Prince... an excuse for Stefan to touch his backside! He really did feel like the universe was against him today!

"Hey Andy... sorry, I came early so I could help you with the butt problem... how was the 'big dick'? Also... Frank had the sample bag on him and when I asked him about it... he said something about it being a good 'face cleanser' or something..." Stefan stated as he slipped into the room without even a second thought to Andy's state of dress or that he was barging in. Andy was just glad he'd put everything away from playing in the shower and yet he was grim. Fucking Frank! Of course, he'd said something to Stefan, but Stefan was quick to then grab Andy's towel, pull it off and give a grin. "Come on honey... bend over..."

"Don't be such a dick..." Andy growled softly, feeling a paw clap against his backside and slapping his tail straight back down, though giving him a cheeky sort of expression before Stefan sat down on the sofa and patted his lap. He put on a hillbilly accent, insisting that Andy needed to come and lay over his lap for a spanking, but Andy just stuck his tongue out. He then was anxious; Stefan would know he hadn't gone to his 'liaison' and that was worrying because then he'd think that Andy just wanted him to finger him! Okay, so Andy did wish something that Stefan would just touch him more, this felt far too embarrassing, until he'd remembered he'd been in the shower playing and well decided that he would lounge across Stefan's lap with a chuckle. "Alright... but we were more careful this time so this might just be a simple excuse to check out my butt..."

"You say it like I need a reason..." Stefan chuckled gently as he then grasped Andy's trousers and tugged them, making Andy pat his shoulder to behave before letting his trousers slip down as he curled his tail up. Stefan then put cream on his paws and then gently gave Andy's backside a good grope to make him give a giggle and a growl before he then began to gently smear the cream onto the stretched but not reddened ring. Stefan made sure he to get his finger in a little, feeling Andy give a soft gasp of pleasure to feel it touching him and that finger teasing just a little. But then Stefan pulled his paw away and then gave Andy a sharp clap on the bottom to make him give a yelp of shock before standing up and quickly pulling his pants up before hiding the swelling within his sheath. Stefan had felt it though and he was pleased to know that he was still getting something out of Andy and maybe, maybe they could play with that.

"So what time is Trent coming over? We are just watching a movie, alright?" Andy stated and Stefan then picked up the plastic bag he had with a lot of beer in it and some snacks. It made Andy give him a wry look, alcohol generally meant that Stefan was up to something but then again it might make him and Trent more relaxed around each other. But as Andy and Stefan tied up to prep for the movie, Andy couldn't help but grimace at the thought of Trent after so long... how did he look? Was he still fond of Andy or maybe he'd decided he wasn't gay anymore? Anything could have happened within that time and its worried Andy terribly. "Hey Stefan... is Trent... you know... is Trent still 'batting for the other team'..."

"Yeah... he's had several flings in his new place, but he said none of them lasted... he just can't seem to find anyone that..." Stefan began, but then he quickly shut up, unwilling to say that Trent was holding out to find someone like Andy again if only because it might mean that Andy would get back with him! However, Andy could guess what was going on and yet he gave a sigh as he settled down upon the sofa next to Stefan and then patted at him gently, insisting that Stefan had to make sure nothing silly happened between them all. Stefan lifted his hand in agreement but then suddenly nose at Andy's rose ears with a soft grin as Andy gave little whimper of surprise before Stefan gave a soft growl. "But... if things do get funny... I wouldn't let Trent hog you to himself..."

Andy's face went bright red, he had never thought Stefan might say such a thing before and yet he was also worried that Trent might indeed try something. It really had been too long and all Andy could think was how it had started off so small and simple, just kissing and hugging and then suddenly it had been as much sex as he and Trent could get. He couldn't even remember how it had gotten to that, thoughts of going out on dates forgotten completely because all they ever wanted to do was to touch each other. But that only made him more anxious for tonight as they settled to wait for the eventual appearance of the German shepherd.

It was about two hours later, an hour later than he was supposed to turn up and Andy and Stefan had been cuddling and grumbling on the sofa together, watching YouTube videos when the door was knocked upon and Stefan pulled himself off the sofa, patting the lurcher's backside softly. He stepped to the door, opening it up and then greeting the big tan and black animal with a fist bump, pat on the shoulder and then beckoned him inside. Andy almost didn't want to stand up and see him just yet, but when the figure finally stepped to the side of the sofa, his eyes shifted only to swell to see how large and muscular... how ripped Trent had become and it made the lurcher suddenly blush, his ears dropping back as he lowered his head and even the wolf-like dog lowered his head and gave a soft whimper.

"Hi... Andy... you uh... you doing, good?" Trent swung a paw up to scratch the back of his neck, showing off the great muscles of his arms in the process almost as if he were doing it on purpose. Andy was staring at him in shock, he couldn't believe how 'hunky' Trent looked and it made him blush as he turned his head in anxiety and grit his teeth. He really thought Trent looked sexier than before with his normally thick wolf-fur trimmed down to a little thinner and neater. In a muscle-shirt and tight jeans that were ripped on the knees and with a natural pose as if he were a catalogue model, Andy didn't know what to do or how to react. Trent looked so sexy, so gorgeous, the kind anyone would fall for and yet... Andy swallowed back to fury he felt that Trent could look so good now and wasn't scruffier and miserable after what happened.

"I'm okay... working with the stallion Prince... he's getting back into reacting now so I'm hoping he'll either be a great stud or he'll go back to competing. I... I had a bad bit with Pat lately and for a moment I was thinking of leaving until I realise, I couldn't leave the horse... or Stefan." Andy spoke almost wistfully, not really sure he wanted to say anything at all but then he turned his eyes back, only realising that the foxhound was pointing towards himself with a seeming look of upset for being ignored until he was counted. But Trent gave a soft chuckle and then calmly sat himself downright next to Andy, blocking Stefan from doing so and suddenly Andy was made aware how weedy and girly he was in comparison.

"Yeah, Stefan told me... I'm sorry about that, I'll beat him into next Tuesday if you like..." Trent smiled sweetly, his tail lifting and wagging as he lay his paw upon Andy's thigh. Andy blushed, whimpering softly with his head low and yet Trent didn't remove his paw, shuffling a little closer and bringing his neat muzzle to Andy's ear as he gave him an affectionate nuzzle on the cheek. Andy felt trapped, he couldn't believe how scared he was feeling right now... though Trent was handsome there was something about him, about their old relationship that Andy was starting to become aware of and he was starting to get very anxious about it. But Trent just nuzzled to him more, looking rather enamoured to see him again as he whispered softly to him. "I'm glad you stuck around though... I've missed you so much, I don't think anyone understood me like you did... I bet you've been feeling that kind of loneliness too..."

"Yeah... but Stefan's always been my friend, always been there to keep me going... boyfriend wise though, I've been playing with someone recently but its just a fling... nothing else has worked..." Andy stated, more for Stefan's sake than for Trent's, feeling oddly under the spotlight and even a little scared. As Trent then nosed his neck and shoulder, questioning softly if he was enjoying the other animal, something about it made Andy feel scared. Indeed, he was scared because something about Trent nuzzling at him was scary and anxiety gripped at him for the fact that the shepherd dog was getting so close to him and being so flirty. Thankfully though, Stefan stood up, passed the beer around and then turned on the movie, suddenly sitting on Andy's lap with a grin and stretching out. Andy couldn't have been more thankful for it!

The movie was a horror movie, dull as hell during every moment except the killing; with the two main characters being heterosexual and having straight sex, lots of boob shots and all three of the dogs just watching with groans of frustration. They drank in the booze with ease and from time to time Andy was patting Stefan as he grumbled and then switched around to lounge his backside on Andy's lap and his head on Trent's lap. They were both pushing and barging at him until the movie was over, they tried watching the terrible sequel and the constant boring sex scenes were making them all grumble about it. However, Andy was starting to get tipsy and he slouched against Trent as Stefan got up to go to the bathroom, only for Trent to suddenly lean over the lurcher, smothering him and he was grinning in delight.

"Hey Andy... isn't it annoying how they never have the two main lovers in a horror movie as gay, and even if they do they're never shown doing more than making out... even lesbians get more..." Trent grinned in delight leaning in closer against Andy as the hound looked at him a bit sleepily for a moment before yawning and nodding his head. But no sooner had Andy nodded his head, then Trent had suddenly leant over him properly, even managing to separate his legs over to bend his head down to him and lick his chops. Andy gave a gulp, he was a little too tipsy to ponder if he should try and move out of the way, but he recalled how pushy Trent really was, how dominating and demanding and it began to make Andy angry. It all fell back in place, the way it had been cute and sweet, flirty and cheeky until they'd first had sex, then it had been sex after sex after sex, always pushed into a tie and never really stopping to cuddle or kiss anymore. It had been the reason they'd been caught, Trent hadn't gone slow and just warmed him up into it, he'd pushed Andy to the bed the moment they were alone, not even bothering to kiss him because he pulled his pants down and had then penetrated as Andy had given a whimper.

"Trent... you're getting in my face a bit... Trent... no, Trent!" Andy gave a whimper as he tried to pushed him away, only to have his face grabbed and be forced into a passionate kiss. It made Andy's heart hammer away, God Trent was a brilliant kisser when he wanted to be and feeling that again made Andy think of the better days when they'd still been so nervous and cute. He moaned as he felt Trent leaning into his body, hooking his arms around his body and kissing so passionately, tongues stroking and teasing, muzzles smothering each other as Trent's paws then slid to Andy's waist and his trousers. Andy was stroking at the muscular chest, surprised at how nice it felt but how strong he was now and how he began to realise that no matter what, he was not going to be able to escape Trent as he felt his pants being teased down with his trousers and he tried to push away. "No... Trent... I'm not... I'm not just letting it go back to before..."

"What? But... but Andy... we were so good together... remember what we used to do, finding sneaky places to catch a quick kiss, going out to swim at the river together just to have a reason to hug each other warm? You were always so damn cute, I don't think I want anyone else... you're the only one that could ever really turn me on with just your scent... you smell gorgeous..." Trent growled softly, nosing Andy's neck and then nibbling and licking at his scruff, making Andy feel anxious and worried as he did so, not sure what to do about it as he knew he couldn't get away. When Trent's paw slid to grasp at his cock, making him gave a sharp gasp as he kept himself within his sheath, feeling Trent knuckle at him to make it uncomfortable. "Come on Andy... you've missed it too right? Its pretty damn difficult to find a body as nice as yours, let alone such a sexy sound when you orgasm..."

"Trent... please... I don't want to go back to it..." Andy growled, but he could only just keep himself in his sheath as Trent switched to put his paw to his backside. Andy was getting scared, he thought he'd said no, why was Trent still going and why was he being so persistent? It was not as if Andy didn't want sex but just not like this with Trent pushing him for it and Andy growled softly before giving a whimper as he felt a soft furry digit slip into his still loose hole. He was then very thankful when suddenly, Stefan was standing right beside him, clapping his fist into a paw, ready to punch Trent into pulp and Trent pulled away, a look of panic upon his face.

"Don't start bullying Trent... we're not here for you two to patch up... we're here to have fun... don't be mean now. Besides..." Stefan was clearly tipsy as well as she slid onto the sofa, pulling Andy with a yelp onto his lap and then licking at his ears as Andy gave a whimper. Andy turned his head about, suddenly sitting in Stefan's lap as the foxhound pulled his pants down and then jerked himself a little. Immediately Andy was excited as Stefan decided to talk hold of the situation and make Andy and Trent both feel good, feel good himself, but give Andy the safety that Trent was not going to steal him away. "... I want fun too and Andy owes me for helping with his butt with the Big Bear Cock he's been taking lately. How do you want to do things Andy, me and Trent both want to make you happy?"

"Uh..." Suddenly, Andy's face was red and he was grinning in amusement as he looked down to Stefan's straining cock, clearly that hound had been trying to jerk off in the bathroom... typical bi-sexual looking at hetero sex scenes, no shame! It made Andy snort to see that the cock was smaller than Trent's and he'd never really thought about that before as he gave a soft chuckle and then turned over his shoulder to Trent. Alright, as long as he was in control with how it went then he could accept it going this way, he knew what he wanted - he wanted to not see Trent and just imagine he was Prince pumping into him whilst he pleasured Stefan. "I don't mind Trent getting the back, but I want to suck on you Stefan... maybe have you jerk me off if I haven't cum by the time you have..."

"Sounds good to me..." Trent growled, a sudden slither of drool almost falling from his jaw as he shuffled down the end of the sofa and watched Andy shift out of his pants and his shirt. He looked such a pretty lurcher, so neat and cute, almost feminine and your muscular in that way of a runner to make him male. As he lounged within Stefan's lap, shifting up onto his knees and squatting a little to spready his big cheeks some more, Stefan ensured he was out of his sheath so Andy could get to work. Trent knelt behind Andy, leaning over him and putting his weight upon his hips, letting him get used to it and letting his own cock hang low and heavy against the taut greyhound thighs whilst his nose snuffled away at Andy's back. Stefan then bent forward, giving Andy a cute kiss on the nose before a playful wink... God Andy really had been wanting a chance to suck Stefan off for years!

The lurcher brought his long muzzle to the hound's groin, snuffling gently around the sheath, slowly bringing out his tongue to lap teasingly at the inner thighs to make Stefan give a murr of pleasure before he then began to slowly lap and lick up and down the pink dong in front of him. His paws lay forward, one sitting at the bottom of the shaft, rolling and rubbing about the sheath to keep it down and make Stefan's stomach pinch as he felt the stroking. The other paw cupped Andy's balls, rolling them gently within his soft pads as Stefan gave a groan of pleasure. Then his muzzle opened, Andy's lips pinched around the top of the head, kissing and flicking it with his tongue, the tip of his tongue teasing near the slit to make precum bubble as Stefan gave a groan of expectation and excitement, not quite sure he wasn't going to cum first! Andy's head then bent down, opening his long jaws and pinching his lips around his teeth as he clasped the hound cock in his jaw and then began to pump his head up and down.

He moaned as he began to move up and down, his tongue teasing, stroking and tickling as Stefan shifted about with a soft whimper of pleasure, trying not to blow just yet but giving a whine of his pleasure. However, as he did so, Trent was panting in excitement and swiftly he brought the head of his cock to Andy's backside, not caring to prep him but thankfully it wasn't needed. Trent pushed himself in as deeply as possible, trembling, jaw-juddering in delight as he buried himself in as deeply as possible and Andy gave a whimper against the cock in his mouth, pausing to suck air in through his nose. Trent then began to do shallow thrusts, keeping himself buried in the warmth of Andy's body as the lurcher gave moans and whimpers of delight, his tail lifted straight up to give better access as the ring widened and failed to resist anything.

Trent was panting, tongue lolling as he moved carefully, loving the way Andy's passage sucked and squeezed him, gripping and teasing him, making him want to blow because it held him so snuggly and was getting so wet. But he recovered from the pleasure of reconquering this ass as he then began to rock back a little more before giving a hard grunt as he thumped himself into Andy. The lurcher was moaning softly, drooling past his lips and down the cock, pinching with his lips, massaging the balls with his paw, making swallowing motions to pull the cock up and yet not swallow and choke on the fluid. His eyes were feeling funny, he was feeling dazed but Stefan tasted so good. Andy's eyes were locked upon the gurning, eye-clenched-shut expression on the hound as he clearly seemed to be trying not to cum. Andy moaned, his tongue tickling at it, suckling and having to pause to breathe for the burning in his backside and the heavy punches to his insides... but despite Trent's efforts... Andy was not fully erect... compared to horse cock, dog dick was nothing!

As the sucking and the pumping continued, they hurried on with soft grunts and groans, gasps and moans as the pumping became faster, sloppier and Trent seemed to forget about making Andy feel good and was just trying to hump in as fast as his good like a typical dog. He didn't want to tie and h wouldn't, he'd make sure not to, because he didn't want to cum inside but all over Andy so the lurcher knew who still owned him. But Andy was working carefully to pinch the bottom of Stefan's shaft, stopping him from forming a tie with his mouth but trying to milk the cum out of his as his mouth was starting to feel with precum and drool mixing into a sticky, gluey mix that he needed to keep swallowing.

As it continued and Stefan couldn't control himself anymore, he grasped Andy by the back of the ears and suddenly started thrusting his hips into him. Andy held his mouth slightly open, managing his breathing and moaning with gulps and grunts as his backside was thumped into and his mouth was pummelled by the swollen hound cock. His insides were starting to burn, filling up with fluid and very close to bursting as he focused his strength on his hands and knees to keep him upright and then his breathing. He was moaning sloppily as Stefan's thrusts pulled out sticky strands of drool and precum to lie in strings like a necklace down Andy's muzzle. Stefan's ears pinched down tightly, his tail straight and he gave a soft low whine to match Trent's as the big German Shepherd gave a groan and then a soft howling sound as the pair came in a messy splash.

Trent pulled out quick, grasping himself and leaning the reddened form up so it sprayed the strands of thick cum in loops over Andy's arse. He almost wished he could write his initials in cum upon the hound's butt, however he was startled to hear the wet gulps and moans as Stefan panted and wheezed thick cum down into Andy's gullet. The lurcher was swallowing greedily and Trent felt jealous, his paw swinging between Andy's legs to start jerking his cock. Andy gave a yelp of shock, spitting cum onto Stefan's belly, but Stefan didn't care, he pushed Andy back up to lean into Trent's body as the Alsatian jerked the long dick roughly and then Stefan lapped the swollen tip a few times as Andy gave a yelp of pleasure and came in a thin spray into Stefan's face, making the foxhound laugh before he gave Andy a kiss filled with teasing tongues before Trent pulled him back for the same.

Andy was already exhausted... but somehow the night seemed to be longer than he'd thought!