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When you shared a group of lovers with another person, secrets were rarely something you had to worry about.

Trish and Kyra had been together for years, and in that span of time, they'd allowed a couple other people to come into their sexual fold, but none were more prominent than Gavin, the lucky fox who the girls found favor with, and Timo, Kyra's brother and a generally affectionate husky.

In their time with the girls, they'd each tried a number of twisted, sensual things that they never would have bothered with in their own time, but there were still some questions left unanswered about the boys; they were quite different, after all, and Trish was pondering something about them in the middle of a calm, quiet summer afternoon.

"But Timo's bigger..."

"You think that's the only thing that makes a difference?"

"I know it's not," the vixen replied. "But he's got a much bigger body, and everything down there is just a little thicker...I'd be surprised if Gavin was able to make more."

Kyra tilted her head. "You're not wrong, but every time I've been with Gavin, he leaves so much in me that it's leaking out for the rest of the day..."

"Maybe he just likes you more," Trish teased. "He's been spending an awful lot of time with you lately, after all."

"He's head over heels for you," Kyra rolled her eyes. "But if you really think he makes more for me, how about we put them to the test?"

Trish blinked. "And how would we go about doing that?"

"We get them good and fired up," Kyra suggested, "And once we have, we'll collect a little sample the old fashioned way...and see how much they've got!"

There was something terribly naughty about the idea, but even as she felt her cheeks warming at the concept, Trish was already thinking about how wonderful Timo's cock would feel in the back of her throat.

She gave a quick nod. "Sounds like a worthwhile experiment...but do we want to let them know about it ahead of time? Do we let them know that they're competing?"

"No...we don't want to fudge the results," Kyra explained. "Just approach each of them with a bucket and claim that it's for _science._I'm sure they'll know we're joking, but...I don't think they'll give a damn, quite frankly."

"I've never known Gavin to complain about being sucked off," Trish agreed.

"And I'm pretty sure if you dropped to your knees and told Timo you wanted him to play along, he'd be one step ahead of you..."

The girls reached out a paw to each other and giggled. "Deal," Trish shook on their playful experiment, thinking it was hilarious that they were giving it as much thought as they were.

The freedom of the summer months allowed for some truly silly afternoons.

**

"I...still don't get it, to be honest."

Gavin wasn't going to say an unkind word when Kyra was tugging his shorts down, but the fact that he was staring across the backyard at Trish and Timo, rather than sitting cuddled up to them, seemed a little bit unusual. He was used to the way that the four of them interacted, and in as much, he'd come to appreciate the orgies that seemed to happen out of thin air at Trish and Kyra's household...but this was something different.

"Don't overthink it," Kyra whispered. "Just relax, and...try to enjoy this as much as I'm going to, hm?"

The girls left their clothes in the living room, and greeted Timo and Gavin at the door wearing nothing more than a smile. The boys were told to keep their clothes on, at least until they made it to the highly fenced back yard...and from there, the girls took control of the action.

Timo was already shirtless, but Gavin was down to his boxers and losing more fabric by the moment as Kyra tugged down at the legs of his undergarments. "You've never done anything I didn't enjoy before," Gavin admitted. "Still think this is all kinda weird, though..."

Kyra pressed her lips to the entrance of his sheath the moment that it came into view. Aggressively, she pushed his boxers out of the way and raked her claws through his fur, until the fabric was sitting in the grass, and the tip of his member was coaxed out of its warm, comfortable hiding place.

"Still too weird for you?" she asked, letting the smoke of lust envelope her voice. "Or are you finally starting to loosen up?"

In her grasp, his legs were trembling, but he wasn't the only one enjoying his treatment. Just a few feet away, Timo was resting a palm in the nest of Trish's silvery locks, encouraging her to kneel down a little faster than she already was.

The male husky was stacked, and every time Trish had the pleasure of stroking her fingers along the musculature of his torso, she found herself getting lost in the patterns of his fur and the rigid definitions of his flesh.

"Speaking of loosening up, seems like you've got quite a bit of steam to blow off," Trish joked at Timo, feeling the amount of force in his touch. She was going to put her lips around the tip of his cock sooner or later, but right then, he seemed to be pushing the issue as much as she would allow.

Of course, when she saw his wide, snickering grin, she knew he was just trying to push her buttons...and it was working just as well as he'd hoped.

"More than he has, I'm sure," Timo joked, but he made sure to give Gavin a quick wink, knowing the fox was a bit more sensitive about the subject than he was. "But we'll let the buckets speak for themselves."

For some reason, Gavin wasn't putting all the pieces together, but Timo was already figuring everything out, judging by the approach the girls were taking. He wasn't sure what they were going to collect, but when he noticed how much work they were putting into arousing each other, he didn't figure it was a golden offering: they were interested in something more intimate than that.

"I'm telling you, his is gonna be full to the brim," Kyra claimed. With a quick kiss to the tip of Gavin's member, she stood upright and stole another one from his lips, eager to draw a smile to his muzzle. "Just try to relax, Gavin. I know what you've got stored up in there...and I wanna claim it as my own."

Whenever they played together, there was a chance that the girls would spring a leak, and that was rarely in the form of a messy orgasm.

"Claiming him? Do you really think he'll let you?" Trish asked, giving Kyra a knowing smirk. She was already drawing her tongue from the base of Timo's member to the dripping, twitching tip, but as much as she wanted to give it a full and proper tongue bath, there was one more step that the girls had planned.

Once they finished imitating each other, the boys wouldn't know what to expect...but in the moment, Kyra and Trish were bent over in front of their lovers for the afternoon, staring at each other and sharing a similar grin.

"I'll make sure he enjoys it, too," Kyra bragged. "Let's see if you have that kind of luck with my brother..."

Timo wasn't quite as passive in the bedroom as his foxy counterpart, but Trish was the kind of girl that could keep up with his demands, when she was lucky enough to have him.

In that moment, she was already starting to leak a golden treat onto the tip of his cock, as her petals spread around the head...but refused to let him penetrate her.

"Are you trying to say I can't tame the beast?" Trish asked, watching as Kyra's face began twisting with forbidden delights. The female husky was already starting to leak before she stood up, leaving her stream at full strength as it sprayed back over Gavin's stiffening rod. "Because I've put him in his place more than once before."

"You might have to let him out of the cage this time," Kyra advised. "After all, Gavin has a lot more to give!"

That was all speculation, but Kyra was having fun playing the back-and-forth game with Trish, and for their part, the guys were loving the improvised shower in the back yard, as the girls relieved themselves in a truly intimate way upon their test subjects.

"You'll be able to prove that soon enough," Trish replied. "I wish you the best of luck with it, though...Timo's already throbbing so hard back here that I think he might coat me before I have a chance to grab the bucket!"

She felt a tight grip on her backside, and for a moment, the taller husky changed the angle of his hips, threatening Trish with the delight of penetration...but she needed to be good, for the sake of the collection; if she let him inside her passage for even a moment, she'd never let him pull out for the climax.

Looking back at him with a narrowed glare, Trish finished letting the warm, pleasant trickle of her pee spill from the cleft of her womanhood, but before Timo could strike gold and bury his tip within her, she broke her backside from his grasp and went to her knees once more.

"I'm about to lick my own mess off of your body," she told him firmly, letting a quiet, but entirely dominant growl lace her words. "Think you can show a little restraint?"

With his impressive musculature, Timo could easily have taken control of the moment, but Trish was giving him a treatment that he would have been a fool to pass up on.

Much as wanted to wrap her smaller frame around his cock and impale her, he leaned against the fence and relaxed as Trish ran her tongue through a dripping trail of her own piss. "I guess you have been a pretty good girl," Timo poked a little fun at her. "I don't mind cooperating...especially if y-you're gonna..._fuck..._d-do that with your tongue!"

Trish was already tickling the warm, flexible muscle toward the base of Timo's member, but Kyra was just getting started with Gavin: she had a little more to offer than Trish, and once she finally spent her mess, the fox could feel her warm, salty release upon his entire crotch. Seeing what Trish was doing for Timo, he was in disbelief that Kyra was going to imitate her...but when he looked down, Kyra caught his stare and offered him a warm smile.

"Think about how much you came our first time," she told him, allowing genuine affection to lace her words with a tenderness that he'd grown quite fond of. "And see if you can outdo yourself."

Where Trish took a lick here and there on her way to tickling Timo's sack, Kyra held the base of Gavin's long, vulpine member and gorged herself on it, going right past the tip and taking the entire tool in her muzzle with relative ease. Tasting her own salty treat from before, she let out a rumble of delight, drawing another twitch from Gavin's excited flesh.

He nearly fell over when he felt a vacuum-like suction at the base of his length, but Kyra was a resilient girl, and feeling the weight of her favorite crossfox on her shoulders wasn't any sort of problem; if anything, she was guiding the tip of his cock to new depths as her first paw slipped back from the base, allowing it past her lips.

Tender, skillful digits cupped Gavin's sack and delicately fondled it as Kyra exercised a more subservient, but dedicated approach to draining the fox dry.

"Those two sure know how to put on a display, don't they?" Timo asked, and as Trish paused to look back over her shoulder, she felt new, excess warmth trickling down from her naked petals. "And they're not faking it, either...she's really about to suck the load right out of him!"

"Don't forget that she's not the only one who can do that," Trish reminded him, both with a poke to his inner thigh, and the sudden engulfing of his tool. Impressive as his larger cock was, the silver vixen was able to take the shaft just a little past halfway before she had to adjust at all, but rather than going for the tender, peach fuzz fur at his crotch, she bobbed her head rapidly and cleaned the last of her mess from the head, replacing it with a generous shimmer of her saliva.

Gavin wasn't as concerned with trying to keep a dominant front as Timo was, but there was nothing he could do when Trish really started working at his shaft. A rapid, gulping maw and another paw at the base of his rod were more than he could take, and before long, his comforted lean against the fence became a necessity; his legs couldn't keep from trembling against the vixen's efforts.

My brother doesn't know how lucky he really is, Kyra thought, knowing what Trish was putting him through. The idea of her sibling getting such a luscious treatment so nearby left Kyra to dip her spare paw to her uncovered mound, and with an eager grin around her mouthful, she began rubbing herself delicately, unable to fight the lust that was building within her.

The lucky fox was the beneficiary of it all, as he felt an even stronger pull on the base of his member.

"If you k-keep that up, I'm gonna...f-fucking cum, Kyra!" Gavin tried to warn her. His claws were already raking over her shoulders and scraping her tender flesh, but it was the strength of his grip that really started to give away how close he was.

Even before he could finish the warning, the vulpine bulge of his knot was pressing at her lips and begging her for relieving tie, but he wouldn't be lucky enough to pull that off just yet...much as Kyra loved the idea of the fox knotting her throat.

The familiar tickle of precum at the back of her tongue was her sign to finally, but regretfully, pull the crossfox from her mouth. Tickling digits moved from his taut, tense sack and started working her saliva into his flesh as a natural lubricant, and when his claws dug into her flesh, she aimed his tip down at the bucket.

"Do it, baby... cum for me."

Watching her naked form tremble in front of his own, Gavin tensed up, curling his toes into the cushy grass of the backyard. Timo and Trish both paused, looking on with delighted surprise as a simply massive gush of cum sprayed from the narrowed tip of his length, hitting the bottom of the bucket with such force that they could hear it all the way across the yard.

Just watching that was enough to push Timo over the edge, but feeling two paws and a tongue working at the sensitive flesh of his cock was going to get him there sooner or later; to have his fun and enjoy a show while he was at it was a pleasure he rarely got to enjoy.

"Might w-wanna...t-take it out now, Trish!" he warned. His growl rolled up from the bottom of his throat as everything went tight, down to the air that he sucked in for a pleasured, orgasmic gasp. His fangs gritted as he tried his best to keep from popping early, and Trish was nearly bucked from the tip of his length by the final throb before the big finale.

She just managed to aim it down into the bucket in time for his seed to erupt, and with an eager grin, she gripped the base with both paws and stroked him with renewed intensity. It was all over a silly, meaningless wager, but she was treating it as seriously as a million-dollar bet.

When she looked back and saw Kyra rather calmly tugging at the base of Gavin's knot, holding it with a gentle and affectionate grasp, she wondered how she was able to milk so much from the young fox...but she was doing just that, as she continued stroking easily from the base to the tip, keeping the mess out of her fur for an accurate collection.

Violent spurts of ejaculate cast down to the bottom of the bucket, until Gavin's inner muscles became too tender to keep up. The slow, lazy ooze that followed was still an impressively thick stream; the buckets were larger than they would ever need to be, but the fact that Gavin's mess was actually accumulating in the bottom gave credence to just how virile he could be.

"How long have you had that boy in chastity for?" Trish asked, looking back in disbelief. Timo was doing his best to keep up, but the husky only had so much to give, despite his larger size. His length was still twitching with the intense pleasure, but even a full, eager squeeze around his swollen orbs couldn't bring any excess from his tip. "And how recently have you fucked your brother, for that matter?"

There truly were no secrets between the four of them, but Kyra was still giggling at the accusation she suffered. "We haven't been doing that anymore often than usual...or any less," she teased. "I just happen to pay close attention to our boy's strengths, and when it comes to volume, Gavin always seems to have a little something left in the tank."

Like a patient farmhand, Kyra continued milking his vulpine length with a calculated approach, keeping one paw on the knot and the other stroking slow from the base to the tip. She wanted to collect every single drop she could, and as she watched the levels rise, she looked back at Trish with a frighteningly devious grin.

"Now...what do we do with these samples we've collected?"