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As the sun shone brightly above the cloudless skies, there were nothing but golden fields of crops as far as the eyes could see. It was hard to believe that less than an hour ago, there were towering skyscrapers and packed city streets that they had to traverse through to reach these vast, wide-open plains. This wasn’t the first time he ever ventured out to the countryside, but his eyes were still wide-open while peering out from the passenger window. Considering how their truck was the only vehicle visible on the long, straight highway, he almost felt like he and his boyfriend were completely isolated.

He took a moment to glance back at the tall, burly dalmatian behind the steering wheel, who had a serene smile on his muzzle as he looked out ahead. Since the canine had lived in these regions for most of his life (and would mostly likely come back as soon as he graduated college), the passenger couldn’t blame him for looking so happy. Ever since the two started going out a few months ago, he knew how much his mate missed the farm-life, especially while living in the big city. So despite his own apprehensions, the human kept his mouth shut as he looked back out the window, and admired his boyfriend’s familiar landscapes.

“Man, I wouldn’t have expected these fields to go out so long…” He knew that his remark probably sounded “city-slicker” for the dalmatian, but it was all he could think to say in an effort to break the silence. He looked back at him with a smile and asked, “Didn’t you say you lived on a horse ranch, Delta?”

“Yessir~” Delta, who was looking rather comfortable in his flannel shirt and worn-denim overalls, was still just as buff as the human seated beside him. He looked back at his boyfriend with a chipper smile. “I gotta say, it really means a lot for you to come visit my folks, Charlie~”

The human squirmed a little as he looked away with a bashful blush. Unlike Delta, Charles’ muscles were standing out rather prominently while wearing a tight white tanktop; he considered wearing a long-sleeve shirt to cover the tribal tattoos covering his biceps, but Delta reassured him that his Dad wouldn’t mind. Nevertheless, the human was still looking worried as he pulled back his shaggy blond hair. “W-Well, what was I supposed to do? I didn’t want to say no and look like a jerk. You already met my parents, so it’s only fair.”

“Yeah, that may be true…” Delta reached out his right paw, and placed it on top of Charles’ thick, muscular thigh to comfort him. However, the human still squirmed a bit as he tried not to groan too audibly. The dalmatian’s muzzle grew a faint smirk, but he kept it hidden while peering his eyes on the road. “Still though, I know it’s a little dauntin’ to go out all this way. I only met your parents for a single night, so visitin’ my family for a weekend is a bit different.”

Charles nodded while keeping his lips tightly pursed shut. Since he was wearing a tight pair of designer jeans, it was hard for him to feel too “relaxed” while Delta’s paw was groping his leg. He tried to readjust himself in his seat, but it did nothing to counteract how tightly the fabric was hugging his crotch. Not to mention, the jeans did very little conceal the noticeable bulge that was protruding from the crotch.

“Hmph~” Delta’s smirk widened when he caught a glance at his boyfriend’s pronounced package, as well as the faint dark stain that was starting to show just beneath that bulge. For most couples, such a detail would’ve been a lot more worrying while going to visit family. But for the canine driving, all that it did was make him pull his paw up higher. “What’s the matter, big guy? Still gettin’ riled-up after last night?~”

“Nnnnghhhh…” Charles lurched his head down with another heated moan, which caused some of his blonde hair to cover his blushing face. Considering where they were headed, it was hard for him to believe that Delta would still act this randy with him. The dalmatian may have been a horn-dog on campus (no pun intended), but Charles would’ve expected him to show more restraint now. Unfortunately, even if Delta wasn’t pushing his boyfriend’s limits, it was doubtful that the human could do much to quell his arousal anyway. Since he wasn’t able to cum the previous night, his affliction was only growing worse while feeling that tight restriction just beneath the jeans’ fabric.

“Heh~ Just remember, big fella…” Delta pulled his paw away from Charles’ lap, and pointed to the ring of keys hanging from the truck’s ignition. Charles was blushing hard as he instantly took notice of a particularly small key on the ring, which stood out against all the regular-sized ones. “If you’re able to control yourself the whole weekend,” said Delta while sporting a devilish grin, “I promise I’ll unlock that little thing you got between your legs~”

Without warning, Delta reached back out and groped Charles’ crotch to make him shudder and moan in his seat. Delta snickered to himself when he felt that small metallic nub through the fabric, proving that his human was still tightly locked-up in his chastity cage. He was fortunate to convince Charles to wear it, since it was meant to be a way for him to prove his self-control around his family; unfortunately, despite the cage’s intentions, there was still a visible spot of precum that was growing larger around Charles’ dampening crotch.

“Jeeze,” remarked Delta with a shake of his head, before pulling his paw away and wiping it against the bench seat. “You could’ve worn a jockstrap or somethin’ to keep yourself from leakin’~”

“Nnnnfffff…” Charles needed a moment to shiver in strained arousal, and then shot the dalmatian a flat glare. “I am.”

Even though the radio was playing some country music faintly through the truck’s speakers, it did nothing to muffle Delta’s cackling laugh. “Aww, shucks!~” He placed both paws back on the steering wheel, and shook his head while grinning wide. “I guess that cage is doin’ ya more harm than good~”

Charles tried to cross his legs, but that only made the pressure in his cage feel more immense. Despite how big and muscular he may have looked, he seemed rather sheepish in comparison to his smirking boyfriend. After sighing through his heavy blush, he looked back at Delta and asked, “Do… Do I still have to keep it on--”

“Yes you do~” Delta didn’t even pull his eyes away from the road, and kept a confident grin while giving that answer. “And if you keep complainin’ about it, I’ll add another week~”

Charles shut right up and looked back out the window with a deeper blush. He and Delta may have only been together for a few months, but he knew the canine long enough to know he wasn’t bullshitting him on that claim. So despite how intense the cage’s straining may have felt, as well as his crotch growing wetter from precum, the human tried his hardest to keep himself silent to avoid Delta’s “punishment.”

“Alright, just a few more minutes after this turn…” Delta slowed the truck down, handling the stick-shift like an absolute pro as he effortlessly slowed down to second gear. He turned off the paved highway, and drove down a lone dirt-road with clear fields on both sides. The dalmatian was smiling wide while driving down the familiar road, and sighed contentedly to himself. “Aaaahhhh… It’s been far too long since I saw ‘em~”

Charles nodded silently in understanding, but didn’t say anything to Delta’s cheerful statement. Instead, he opened up the glove compartment, and pulled out a couple napkins so he could try his hardest to wipe his damp crotch…

[hr]

“Hey, Dad! DAD!! I think I see Delta comin’ in!”

The young, teenage pup was nearby the barn when he saw a plume of dust coming in from the dirt road, with a familiar red pickup taking the lead. The dalmatian’s smile was wide as could be, and he quickly put down a saddle to rush out towards the driveway. Back inside the barn, a much older canine emerged from the doorway with a warm smile of his own. Both of them were shirtless, although the latter was wearing a loose pair of overalls to give his spotted fur a unique farmer’s tan. The younger one was only wearing an old pair of denim shorts, which didn’t leave much to the imagination as he ran up towards the truck.

“Aha!” Delta was grinning wide behind the driver’s seat, looking just as excited as his younger brother. As soon as he parked the truck by the barn, he got himself unbuckled and out of the cab in record time. Charles was still fumbling with his seatbelt (as well as cleaning up his pants) by the time Delta ran towards the younger pup. The brothers collided for a strong, passionate hug, and were smiling wide with their eyes clenched tightly shut. Even before the dust from Delta’s truck could settle, he was struggling not to tear up while hugging his sibling. “Nnnnghh… It’s so great to see ya again, Theta!”

“Same here, big bro!” By the time the two pulled back, their father was walking out from the barm with an equally wide grin. Theta took notice of the human emerging from the truck-cab, and looked back at Delta with a sly smirk. “Heh~ Is that the guy you were talkin’ about?”

“Yeah, it is,” said Delta, before shooting his brother a firmer stare. “And I don’t want ya scarin’ him off, alright?”

“Psh~ Oh, please…” Theta looked back at Carles, taking a second to admire the human’s muscular form and tatted arms. The pup’s smirk grew more suggestive as he narrowed his eyes on him, and nodded his head in approval. “Dang… He really is a quarterback, huh?~”

“Sure is~” Delta was looking back at Charles with just as wide of a grin as his brother. The human waved over at them with an innocent smile, seemingly not noticing how hungrily the younger dalmatian was leering at him. Fortunately, that was when the father came up to both pups, and grabbed Delta for another hug. “Dad!” Delta quickly hugged him back, making sure to give him a hard squeeze for old time’s sake.

“Ah, there’s the college boy!” The older canine looked utterly proud as he stepped back from Delta, admiring how well he was filling out those country clothes he was wearing. “Well now!” He reached down and gave his son an approving pat on the stomach. “Nice to see that the college ain’t skimmin’ on that ‘unlimited meal plan’ they got!”

“Heh~” Delta rubbed the back of his head with an embarrassed blush, glancing back at Charles with a faint blush. “Yeah, uhhh… apparently, the whole ‘Freshman Thirty’ thing is more of a warnin’ than a myth.”

“Well, you’re certainly putin’ it to good use~” Theta reached out and grabbed hold of one of Delta’s biceps. Even though the shirt, he could feel how firm his muscles had gotten to grin with a nod of his own. “Jeeze, that football scholarship got you jacked, bro!”

While Charles was making his way towards the three, Theta made sure to lean in close to his brother’s ear and add in a whisper, “And judgin’ by him, I hope you ain’t just jacked at the gym~”

“Dude, come on!” Delta gave his brother a warning smack against his chest, which was enough to make Theta relent and pull back. However, the younger pup was still smirking when he turned his attention towards the human. Charles was blushing worriedly, but kept a gracious smile when Delta pulled him in with an arm. “Guys, this is my boyfriend Charles. And Charlie? I’d like ya to meet my brother Theta, and my father Omicron.”

“Oh, you ain’t gotta be so formal.” Omicron reached out towards Charles to shake his hand. “It’s a pleasure to mee’cha, Charles. Delta’s said a lot of good things ‘bout ya.”

“L-Likewise…” Charles shook the dalmatian’s paw earnestly, not seeming to notice how blatantly Theta’s eyes were pointed down at his crotch. While Delta was holding him close to his side, the human took a moment to glance over at their barn. “Wow! I gotta say, your barn looks way bigger than the pictures he showed me.”

“Oh, you’ve been showing him pictures now?~” Theta’s remark was clearly suggestive, but Charles didn’t seem to notice before Delta gave his brother a warning glare.

“Yeah, I get what you mean,” said Omicron, who looked back at his barn after their handshake. “I just got that new-fangled ‘Wi-Fi’ installed on the property last year. I still don’t get it a lot of the time, but it’s been great at keepin’ business afloat. Horse breeding is a tricky business to maintain without a website, y’know?”

“Yeah, I actually checked out that site the other day.” Charles was able to smile naturally as he conversed with the father. “Is it true you bred horses for the Kentucky Derby?”

“Ya damn right~” Omicron looked especially proud as he nodded back at the human. “The stallions I raise have bred some of the finest racers on the modern circuits! And not a single inbreed or performance-enhancing drug on site.”

Charles nodded as his sights veered over at the massive field beside the barn. The grass looked to be exceptionally well-maintained, and as green as something from a golf-course. He could see several toned, gorgeous-looking stallions trotting along the plains, looking as happy as could be. Even though he did his research before coming out here, he was still surprised to see a lack of mares across the field. Meanwhile, Theta nudged his dad by the side and jeered, “Yeah, it don’t hurt we have one of the best staff-hands to make sure they’re all well maintained~”

“Oh shoot, that reminds me!” Omicron looked back to the barn and shouted out, “Hey, Sigma! Come out here and meet Delta’s new fella!”

“D-Dad!” Delta covered his face with a heavy blush, and shot an apologetic glance back at his boyfriend. “Uhhh… He didn’t mean it like I had a lot of guys out here or nuthin.’”

It took everything in Theta not to scoff too openly to that claim; fortunately, he kept his smile rather reserved while looking between the two. Charles didn’t seem to catch on to anything, and looked towards the barn to see a tall brute emerging. He was a large, anthropomorphic stallion with a dark brown coat, and a luscious black mane he was keeping tied up in a man-bun. He was wearing a worn white tanktop tucked into his work-pants, and a thick pair of work-boots that clopped with every step. He was also carrying a rather obvious scowl as he groaned in frustration, and wiping his bare arms with a towel. “You know, you could at least give me a warning! I was almost finished with Mac back in the stable.”

“Oh, really now?~” Theta looked back at the stallion with a cheekier grin. “I could’ve sworn you were tending to Mac this morning too~”

Sigma shot a deathly glare back at Theta. “No, that was Braeburn. If you were off your phone this morning, you’d know that.”

“Hey, come on now!” Omicron’s imposing tone was enough to keep the two from bickering any further. “Sigma, I told you that my son was coming home from college for the weekend. I don’t need you acting like… well, you… in front of Charlie here.”

The stallion looked back at Charles, who was trying not to look too intimidated before the burly horse. Sigma narrowed his eyes on him briefly, and skewed his muzzle like he was studying the human’s slightest movements. Fortunately, he still reached out to shake his hand out of obligation. “Umm… nice to meet you…”

Charles nodded and shook his hand, taking note of how tightly he was gripping his fingers. He could also catch a very strong musk wafting off the stallion, but he could only assume that was because of working with the horses all day. Just before he was about to return to the barn, he shot a glance at Charles’ arms and stated, “Just so you know, the points in those tattoos are meant to go inward, not out…”

He then left the group to resume his duties, leaving Charles to rub his bicep with his lips pursed shut. Omicron let out a long sigh and covered his face, shaking his head from his employee’s brashness. “I’m sorry ‘bout that,” he said apologetically. “He ain’t really the most social with anyone outside his species.”

“N-No, it’s cool…” Even though that jab got to him a little, Charles was quick to shrug and reply with, “To be fair, he wasn’t the first guy to point that out. I should’ve done my research before getting these.”

“Hey, they still look really nice!” Theta reached out and gripped one of Charles’ biceps, ignoring the warning stare his brother was giving him. “Ooh!~ Talk about firm!”

“Uhhh… th-thanks…” Charles tried not to blush while the younger canine was admiring his artwork, as well as the muscles bulging just beneath. “I actually got them done in Cancun last year.”

“Well, hot dang!” Omicron took a moment to look at Charles’ biceps, and said with an amused huff, “The last time I went to Mexico, all I got was a piercing and tickets to a donkey show. Looks you got a better deal than me.”

“Dad, come on…” Delta made sure to pull his boyfriend away from Theta’s blatant groping, and said to his father, “Please don’t tell me you’re gonna tell him that story during dinner.”

“Well, not while we’re eatin’!” Omicron raised a brow while smirking back at his son. “C’mon, boy! You gotta give me more credit than that!”

Delta’s expression flattened with a peeved-sounding groan. “Dad, I told you about calling me ‘Boy’...”

Theta couldn’t resist saying with a snicker, “Heh~ I beg to differ there.”

“Shhhh!!” With a sharp nudge against Theta’s side, Omicron said back to the older son, “Right, right… Don’t worry, I know you ain’t a boy no more.”

As he walked off towards the farmhouse, Omicron made sure to give Delta a reassuring pat on the shoulder. His paw lingered on the shoulder for a moment, with the canine giving his son a warm smirk and a split-second wink. Charles didn’t see that brief exchange, nor the small blush that grew across his boyfriend’s cheeks. Instead, his focus was drawn back towards Theta, who was grinning up at him while keeping a paw latched to the side of his shorts. The dalmatian’s pose may have been “natural” enough, but he seemed to be pulling down his shorts just enough to show a good amount of the bright-blue jockstrap just underneath. Charles only saw that slither for a second, before his eyes darted back up to see Theta winking at him.

“C’mon, fellas!” Omicron’s voice caught Charles’ attention, and the human was quick to follow when he said, “I’ll show you guys to the bedroom. I bet Delta’s been itchin’ to show you ‘round this place himself.”

“Yeah, don’t worry, Dad…” As they walked back to the house, Delta kept an arm latched around his mate to keep him close; the gesture also ensured that Theta wouldn’t try anything funny, which left the younger pup sulking a little. Omicron opened the door for the couple, and Delta led the way as he escorted Charles inside. “Ooh! Something smells good!”

“Yeah, I got a pot-roast cookin’ in the oven. That’ll be done by seven, don’cha worry~” As the couple walked into the house, conversing with one another happily, Omicron paused at the doorway before Theta could follow. The younger pup stopped to look back up at his Dad, and saw him giving a firm stare back. “Theta, you remember what I told ya this morning?”

Theta just scoffed with a bratty eye-roll, and said, “Yes, Dad. I promise, I’m not gonna try anything until dessert.”

“That’s all I wanted to hear.” Omicron was quick to smile warmly at him once more, and then motioned his head back towards the barn. “Now, c’mon. We still have a lot to do before dinner, and Sigma’ll probably need your help with Mac out there.”

Theta groaned with an even more annoyed look. “Dangit, he’s always the messiest one! And you know how Sigma acts when we try to help.”

“Hey, I’m not askin’ ya to hold the thing! Just make sure Sigma don’t get kicked in the chest, alright?”

“Yeah, yeah…” While Omicron went back into the house to check on dinner, Theta kept his opinions to himself while walking out to the barn. He could hear the hoarse panting from the open doors, and sighed with a shake of his head. “Well,” said the young dalmatian to himself in a faint mutter, “hopefully Charlie ain’t as possessive ‘bout guys as Sigma…”

[hr]

By the time the sun set at the farm, all five of the guys had worked up quite a sweat. Despite Delta’s insistence to stay put at the barn, Charles wasn’t afraid to get dirty and help out with small tasks around the ranch. While Sigma and Theta kept themselves preoccupied with stallions in the barn, the human put his muscles to use by helping lug hay bales off Omicron’s work truck. The task took less than an hour, but his efforts were certainly impressive enough to make Omicron happy at his son’s choice in men. Not to mention, his sweaty farm-work proved to be quite a tasty video for Theta to record from his phone.

Charles was the only one to shower back at the house, and he helped set up the dinner table while the others got themselves cleaned up afterward. But unlike the lone human, Delta’s family considered “cleaning” up to a simple change of clothes, which left their fur fairly matted and musky in sweat. Sigma was only in the farmhouse for a moment, and that was just to take a good portion of the dinner for himself in a tupperware container. Charles wanted to say something, but the stallion was already out of the house to return to the farm. He was told by Delta how Sigma lived in a personal loft above the barn, but he wouldn't have expected him to act so antisocial around company. Of course, since it was his first day on the ranch, the last thing he wanted to do was make any unnecessary waves.

True to his word, Omicron made a truly wonderful dinner, that was just as filling as it was hearty. Even with Delta and Charles being used to massive meals on campus, it was hard for the two to clear their plates after seconds. Theta was scarfing down his helpings just as rabidly, nearly outdoing his brother in how much he could pack down. Omicron was smiling proudly from how well the boys were eating, making him grateful he cooked enough for everybody. Just as Charles was finished with another mound of mashed potatoes, Omicron held out a serving spoon holding another serving. “Wanna refill? We got plenty of gravy left from the roast.”

“Nnnnghhhh…” Charles tried not to look too guilty as he shook his head respectfully. He leaned back in his seat, clutching his gut to indicate how full he’d gotten. “Uh, jeeze… I don’t think I can eat much more.”

“That’s what I like to hear~” Omicron put the helping of potatoes on his own plate, as well as a generous drizzle of rich brown gravy. “I ain’t gonna lie, I was worried I wouldn’t have enough to fill ya guys. Delta told me how you downed an entire twelve-pack of tacos by yourself back on campus!”

Even though he was half-conscious from a possible food coma, Charles glanced back at his boyfriend with an embarrassed grimace. Delta giggled and rolled his eyes innocently. “What? It’s a cute story.”

Charles looked like he wanted to say something, but all he could muster out was a tired sigh as he rolled his eyes. Fortunately, Theta took enough notice of the human’s grogginess to ask, “Hey, you want some coffee or somethin’? We don’t want ya passin’ out so soon~”

Both Delta and Omicron glanced over at him with firm stares, which was more than enough for Theta to clench his muzzle shut. Charles pulled himself back up in his seat, and waved his hand in dismissal. “Nah, I’m fine, fine… It’s just been a while since I had a home-cooked meal.”

“Yeah, you and me both.” Delta smiled back at his Dad graciously. “Thank you for makin’ all this, Dad. It really means a lot.”

“Well, wha’cha expect me to do? I wasn’t gonna leave the college boy starvin’.” Omicron then motioned over towards Theta and added, “Besides, I wasn’t the only one who helped with dinner. He helped make the biscuit dough this morning.”

“Wait, seriously?” Delta looked back at his brother wide-eyed in surprise. “Since when did you learn to bake?!”

“Hmph~” The younger brother just shot Delta a snarky smirk in response. “Trust me, I’ve been doin’ a lot around here since you left~”

Charles was too out of it to really notice Theta’s telling grin; however, Delta’s brows quickly rose up before looking back at their dad. Omicron gave a light shrug, but didn’t show any dismissal of Theta’s statement. He merely rolled his eyes innocently enough, and said, “Well… someone had to do it~”

Delta merely scoffed, and rolled his eyes with an accepting smirk of his own. “Yeah, fair enough.” He took a bite from his pot roast, and waid while chewing, “Honestly, I would’ve guessed you hired Sigma for that~”

“Who’s to say I didn’t?~” Omicron’s smile became a bit more suggestive as he narrowed his eyes on him. “Still though, a helping hand on the ranch ain’t the same as a helping hand at home~”

Delta didn’t have any objection to that, and turned back to his brother with an understanding nod. Theta was keeping his eyes pinned on Charles, taking advantage of the human’s tiredness to better admire his muscular form. Charles was wearing a fresh black tanktop,which hugged his thick pecs like a coat of point. The fabric may have been dark, but his nipples were still fairly visible though the tight fabric. Without even realizing it, Theta was bringing down a paw to pinch at his own nipple through his shirt. “Nnnnnnnn~”

Before Charles could notice the teen’s inappropriate behavior, Delta gave a hard kick under the table to Theta’s shin. The canine winced and pulled his paw away from his chest. Omicron decided to speak up so Charles wouldn’t get suspicious of anything. “So, uhhh… Charles, didn’t you say Delta met your folks a while back?”

“Hmmm? Oh yeah…” Charles took a breath to get himself back in focus, but was smiling warmly when he kept his attention on Delta’s father. “Yeah, he actually met my parents last month. They were flying in from Boston, so we met up at this nice restaurant off-campus. It was actually the first time Delta ever ate crab legs.”

“Aww, come on!” Delta covered his face to try and hide his sheepish blush. “Don’t tell him about that!”

“Well, why not?” Omicron tilted his head curiously when he took notice of his son’s embarrassment.

“Well, let’s just say,” said Charles, smirking to himself when he glanced back at the blushing dalmatian, “it’s a really good thing the college has such a good dental plan, because he almost chipped a tooth gnawing on one of the legs instead of cracking it.”

Omicron and Theta both shared a good laugh from that detail, which left Delta blushing even heavier in response. “Jeeze, seriously bro?” Theta was trying not to snicker while shooting him a bemused grin. “Even I know you need to crack ‘em open first!”

“Hey, it ain’t my fault!” Delta tried to defend himself as his eyes darted between his dad and brother. “I never saw crab legs being eaten by anyone outside of cartoons.”

“Ehhh, that’s actually a fair point.” Omicron was still chuckling a little, but he was first to nod at his son’s remark. “To be fair, I didn’t eat lobster until I was thirty. And that was just because I won that gift card from the county fair.”

“Oh yeah!” Theta looked back at him and asked, “Wasn’t that when Delta broke that fish tank?”

“Guys, come on!” Delta covered his face with both paws, which kept him from seeing Charles’ wide-eyed expression.

“Wait, he did what?!”

“Yeah, I remember that…” Omicron shook his head with a strong huff. “The little guy tried openin’ a bottle of sparkling water with his teeth, and the cork popped right out and shot across the room! I’m just glad the manager didn’t charge us for it, but still!”

Theta was still snickering while shooting his brother a cheeky grin. “He also tried to steal one of the fish floppin’ on the floor.”

“No I didn’t! That was you!”

“Nuh-uh!” Theta raised up a digit to clarify his stance, but paused while Delta was glaring at him in offense. The younger pup’s expression changed for a second, before he muttered blankly, “Wait… was that me?”

“Yeah, it was!” said Delta and Omicron at the same time. The father added in a matter-of-fact tone, “And we didn’t even realize it until I found the damn thing in the freezer!”

Theta’s eyes slowly widened in realization. “Ohhhhhhhh… Oh yeah!” He shook his head with a light giggle. “Heh~ I almost forgot about that I think I was tryin’ to make fish-sticks or someth--”

-DING!-

“Oop!” Omicron quickly pulled himself from his seat when he heard that sound from the kitchen. “That’ll be the dessert~”

“Dessert?” asked Delta and Charles at the same time. Meanwhile, Theta was grinning especially wide when he heard that word.

“Yep, dessert’s just about done! I gotta let it cool down first…”

As Omicron disappeared into the kitchen, Theta took that moment to pull himself from the table as well. “I’ll be right back~”

Before Delta could ask where his brother was running off to, the dalmatian scurried off with a spring in his step, and his thin tail wagging excitedly. He and Charles sat by themselves in the dining room, and could hear Theta’s footsteps going upstairs for something. Since both he and Omicron were preoccupied, Delta took a moment to look back at his boyfriend. “So, uhhh… how you holdin’ up, Charlie?”

Much to his pleasant surprise, the human was quick to smile back at him and say, “Honestly, I’m really glad I came here! I mean, I was worried how your Dad would react to me, but he seems really nice.”

“See? I told ya there’s nothin’ to worry about.” Delta smiled and gave Charles a reassuring pat on the back. “I already told ya, Dad and Theta have no issues with that kind of stuff. I told ya what happened between my parents, right?”

“Yeah, yeah…” Charles shrugged and nodded his head with an awkward blush. “I mean, I wasn’t too worried about them being homophobic or anything. I was more nervous about how he’d react to me being, uhhh…”

Charles paused briefly to try and think of how to word that comment. Delta just sighed with a strong eye-roll, and said, “Charlie, don’t be silly! You really think my Dad would be openly gay in the countryside, and still be a bigot about species?”

“N-No, I didn’t mean that!” Charles put out his hands reassuringly, and clarified, “I just mean, like… sometimes humans are seen as exceptions in those cases, y’know?”

“Dude, come on…” Delta wrapped his arm around Charles’ back, and pulled him in to emphasize his sincerity. “I promise ya, Dad has no issues with humans. He even dated a few back when he was my age. And if he did have any problems, you would’ve noticed by now, right?”

That last part got Charles to shrug, and he smiled back at him earnestly. “Yeah… yeah, you got a point there.”

“Of course I do~” Delta then leaned in, and shared a comforting kiss with Charles in their seats. The human closed his eyes blissfully, appreciating the dalmatian’s calming embrace while they were alone. Even though the two have certainly shared a lot of moments, Charles was happy to see a gentler side of Delta for a change. Just as the two pulled their lips back with a light smack, Omicron returned to the dining room with a couple of oven mitts on his paws.

“Alright, the frosting’s on, so it’ll only take a couple minutes~” The canine sat back down at the head of the table, not showing any apprehensions about the two kissing. Instead, he leaned back in his chair with a piqued smirk on his muzzle. “So… Just outta curiosity, do the other guys on your team know about you two bein’ together?”

“Oh, definitely!” Charles had a hand raised up assuredly. “Don’t worry, there isn’t any homophobia or anything. The coach would crack down on any of that stuff fast.”

“Not to mention, Charlie and I ain’t the only gay guys on the team.” Delta pulled the human in close, which caused Charles to blush apprehensively. “I’m not gonna say too much, but… let’s just say that we have a good support system in our team, y’know?~”

Charles went wide-eyed before looking away from the two, not wanting to give any visual hints of whatever Delta was implying. Because of that, the human wasn’t able to see when the father and son shared a sly, knowing look towards one another with suggestive grins. Omicron nodded with an approving huff, and then said, “Jeeze, you guys are lucky, you know that? Back in my day, I was lucky to go through high school without gettin’ hassled by anyone. Of course, that was mostly because I was pretty convincin’ with a girlfriend and a six pack. Luckily I don’t have to worry about that no more.”

“Yeah, I remember you told me about that stuff when I first came out.” Delta sighed with a shake of his head, looking down at his finished plate briefly. “Man… I honestly can’t imagine seein’ myself with a girlfriend. Even a fake one.”

“Well, she wasn’t exactly fake, son,” clarified Omicron. “At least, not at first. The sex was pretty alright, but that mostly ‘cause she had experience and all. But by the time I came to terms with myself, she was already packin’ her bags behind my back. If anything, I’m just grateful she didn’t try to take you and Theta with her.”

“Oh, come on, Dad!” Delta was quick to roll his eyes and say sincerely, “Theta and I would never leave ya! You’ve been there for us way more than she ever had.”

“Awww, thanks Delta~”

Charles couldn’t help smiling when he heard the two conversing so honestly with one another, their love feeling as natural as could be. Even though his own family relationship wasn’t rocky or anything, he was grateful that Delta had a good parental upbringing himself. By the time Omicron took notice of the human’s smile, Charles was able to keep from blushing too heavily. “I gotta admit,” he said with a shrug of his tattooed shoulders, “it’s really cool how well you’ve taken care of Delta and Theta as a single parent. I’ve heard horror-stories about how difficult it can be sometimes.”

“Yeah, it certainly wasn’t easy,” remarked Omicron with a shrug of his own. “Especially when they were younger. But now that Delta’s a full-blown college athlete, and Theta’s provin’ himself on the farm as a man of his own, it makes it all worth it.”

Omicron took off one of the oven pitts, and picked up his glass of sweet tea before adding, “If anything, the only issue was findin’ someone to keep me company out in these parts. But that was easy enough to fix over time…”

While Omicron downed his sugary drink, Delta’s muzzle tensed up the slightest bit as he looked back at his mate. He carefully placed a paw on Charles’ lap, causing him to flinch a little and turn his head. Charles was looking at him with a peculiar stare, but Delta kept a reassuring smile to keep him from saying anything. Delta glanced back towards his dad, while rubbing the inside of Charles’ thigh to make him squirm in his seat. The human tensed up quite a bit in his chair, but he tried to keep himself looking civil when he asked, “S-So, ummm… how did you keep company over the yea--”

“Alright, fellas! Let’s have some fun~”

The three all turned their heads to see Theta standing proudly at the doorway from the stairs. Omicron and Delta froze with horrified looks on their faces, while Charles’s jaw nearly dropped to the floor. The human’s face practically exploded with blush, but he was looking just as stunned as the dalmations sitting with him. Meanwhile, Theta didn’t seem to realize anything was amiss while leaning against the doorframe with a lustful grin.

Instead of the old t-shirt and jean-shorts he was wearing earlier, Theta had stripped himself down to be standing in a yellow nylon chest-harness. His bright blue jockstrap was fully adorned clear as day around his waist, with his package nearly bulging through the tight confines of the sweaty codpiece. While Theta was leaning against the doorway with a paw, his other paw was holding a large bottle of lube labeled ‘Mister Fister.’ Of course, even if he wasn’t holding that telling bottle, it was fairly obvious what he was wanting as he stared at the human with a lick of his lips. “So, whad’ya think, Charlie?” he asked shamelessly. “Do I look as good as Delta back on campus?~”

If looks could kill, then Delta’s wide-eyed glare would’ve left his brother’s remains splattered all over the walls. The older canine looked absolutely mortified, with his muzzle tightly clenched and unable to speak. Omicron looked just as shocked by Theta’s introduction, and was gawking at him like he just wore that getup to a funeral. The awkward silence only lasted a few seconds at most, but it was long enough for Theta to quickly drop his cheeky smirk.

“... Uhhhhh…” Theta blinked a couple times, and looked across the table as the realization sank in. When he looked back at Charles, the human’s bug-eyed stare said far more than anything else. Theta quickly started to blush, and his muzzle hung open briefly when he tried to speak. “... I take it you didn’t tell him yet?”

Charles’ head turned back to his boyfriend quickly enough to risk whiplash. Meanwhile, Delta kept a death-glare on his brother as he snarled though his teeth, “NO. NO I DID NOT.”

“Oh…” Theta looked back down at himself, his posture quickly turning more sheepish upon reflection. Omicron groaned and covered his face with a paw. “Boy, just what the hell were ya thinkin?! I told you to be patient!”

“I did!” Theta looked back at his dad and pointed a digit towards Delta. “You said he’d tell him by dessert!”

“Well, dessert ain’t here yet, is it?!”

“But… B-But you said it was finished!”

“Oh, for crying out…” Omicron sunk his face into his paws, and let out a long sigh. “Ughhhh… Fuck, this is awkward…”

Charles was still looking very confused, but all he could do was blink while sitting in the middle of this debacle. When he looked back at Delta, the dalmatian had his head hung low in embarrassment. Omicron looked just as guilty as his sons, and had his lips tightly pursed when he finally pulled his face from his paws. Charles may have been rightfully flustered by Theta’s new outfit, but he was able to put two and two together. Before Omicron could say anything, Charles tried to ask faintly, “Is… is that what you meant by… h-having company?”

The human winced worriedly the instant he asked that, just in case he made a very bad assumption about his boyfriend’s dad. Fortunately, the telling silence was more than enough to indicate he wasn’t wrong. Delta kept his head hung low in shame, not wanting this to have happened so abruptly. Theta cringed and looked away from the table, trying not to look too awkward standing in his fetish gear. Omicron closed his eyes while taking a deep breath, and eventually nodded his head. “Well, uhhhh… I was really hopin’ to explain it without the visual aid.”

That statement was accompanied with a sharp glare back at Theta, who took a couple steps back from the doorway. Omicron then turned back towards Charles to explain, “Listen, uhhh… Delta and Theta both realized they were gay really early on. And… by the time they both turned eighteen, they already watched enough porno DVDs to know what they wanted. I wasn’t able to find much action myself, and… well, neither did they…”

Charles looked like he wanted to say something, but nothing could come out of his open mouth. Instead, he looked down at the table while thinking over that brief explanation. He was fully aware that anthropomorphic families could have different stances on various things, including incest. And even though his own family wasn’t too keen on that taboo, Charles wasn’t one to judge while dating a dalmatian on campus.

“Charlie,” said Delta when he finally managed to pull his head back up. He was looking incredibly guilty, and sounded worried when he tried to say, “I promise, it was entirely my idea when it all started, alright? I knew Dad was lonely, and I… I decided to take a chance when I turned eighteen, y’know? He even tried to deny it at first, but… Well, you know how good I am with persuasion~”

Delta tried to give a light chuckle after that part, but he was looking nervous behind his forced smile. Charles gave a brief nod in understanding, before looking down at his lap with his expression skewed. Given all the things he and Delta had done on campus, he knew he wasn’t one to judge what Delta had done before they met. Heck, the fact that he was wearing a chastity cage was enough proof that the human was just as kinky as his incestuous boyfriend.

“L-Listen, if…” Delta sighed hesitantly as he placed a paw back on Charles’ thigh. “If you have any issues with it, I completely understand. I… I’ll even drive you back to campus if you don’t wann--”

“Whoa, whoa, WHOA!” Charles instantly stopped his boyfriend from saying anything more than that. He threw up his hands and said insistently, “Delta, no! Of course I’m not against it! I mean…”

Charles needed a moment to think over his response, not expecting that answer to come out so quickly. He looked down at himself with a bewildered huff. “... Well… I’ll admit, that’s definitely not what I expected to hear tonight… Especially during dinner.”

Omicron shot another glare out to Theta, who was trying to stay hidden from the dining room. Meanwhile, Charles eventually pulled his head back up to give a light shrug, and added, “But at the same time, I… I know that incest isn’t a big deal with some anthro families. And… Honestly, as long as it was all consensual between adults, I don’t say anything about it.”

“Oh, I couldn’t agree more!” Omicron was very quick to respond to that last part. “Don’cha worry, Charles. Delta and Theta both waited until they were eighteen to do anything sexual. Heck, I even tried to keep them from lookin’ at porn before that. But, uhhh… well, that was kinda like vacuumin’ a dirt road, y’know?”

Delta and Theta both chuckled from that analogy, not even hiding how accurate it was. Before Omicron could say anything else, Theta stepped back into the dining room. “Yeah, Dad’s right,” he said to Charlie, trying his hardest not to let his appearance be too distracting. “I promise, there ain’t any ‘grooming’ or ‘predatory behavior’ with all this. Delta and I just wanted some cock, and Dad happened to be open to teachin’ us when we were old enough. We got experience, and he got some company. Everyone wins.”

It was certainly weird for Charles to hear Theta give such a cavalier response; but at the same time, he couldn’t deny how genuine the pup’s smile looked after saying all that. When he looked back at Omicron, the older canine had a smile of his own as he nodded to Theta’s assessment. “Yeah, that’s pretty much it. I know a lot of humans ain’t open to that kind of thing, and we completely understand why. We don’t condone inbreeding or anything like that. What we do is purely recreational, and I teach my boys to respect consent more than anything else.”

Charles couldn’t help smiling to that sentiment, and nodded back at the father. “Yeah, I get what you mean. And… You’re certainly not wrong. Delta’s one of the most respectful guys I ever met.”

Delta looked rather touched as he smiled back at him with his muzzle trembling a little. Charles wrapped an arm around Delta’s back, and pulled him in close before adding cheekily, “Although, he can be pretty insistent when he wants to be~”

“Heh~” Omicron and Theta both chuckled with understanding shrugs. “Oh, you don’t need to convince me on that,” said the older canine while smirking over at Delta. “Even when he was still a teenager, he was mighty determined to suck me off after a long day~”

Delta turned away from his dad’s smirk with a heavy blush, which caused Omicron to grin more notably. Charles tried not to chuckle in response, but it was cute seeing the dalmatian looking so flustered. Theta seemed amused by his brother’s blush as well, which gave him the opportunity to add, “He ain’t wrong there. As soon as I got old enough, he was eager to learn from Dad how to be a proper top for me~”

“T-Theta!” Delta covered his face with a paw, which only made Charles pull him in closer.

“Oh, is that so?” asked the human as he shot Delta a devilish smirk. “That explains how well you were able to top me in the locker room~”

“Oooh!~” Theta’s face lit up from that saucy detail, while Omicron gave an impressed nod of his own. The young pup asked, “You fucked him in the locker room, bro? Were there others too?~”

“Hey, come on now,” said Omicron warningly. “Don’t be goin’ all-in just yet. We still don’t know how comfortable Charlie can get with things.”

“Hmmm…” Delta’s head pulled away from Charles’ shoulder, and he glanced over at the human with newfound interest. A piqued grin spread across his muzzle, and his eyes narrowed on Charles mischievously. Before his boyfriend could ask what Delta was thinking, or rightfully blush in realization, the dalmatian looked over at his brother and asked, “Hey, Theta? You still have that sheath tied up?~”

Charles looked back at Theta puzzledly, unsure of what his boyfriend meant by that term. Theta’s smile grew exceptionally wide, while Omicron rolled his eyes and muttered to himself, “Aw, jeez…”

“I sure do!~” Theta didn’t even hesitate to pull down his jockstrap, letting the blue waistband drop down to his ankles. Charles’ eyes grew to the size of dinner plates, clearly shocked by the unique bondage that worked with Theta’s anatomy. He wasn’t sure what he expected to see to coincide with his sheath being “tied,” but he had to do a double-take before asking, “Are… A-Are those piercings?”

“Heck yeah!~” Theta didn’t show the slightest semblance of shame as he proudly showed off his unusual form of chastity. Unlike Charles, whose cage was merely strapped around his package, Theta had several silver rings pierced along the outside of his sheath. A red, satin string was looped and bound in the rings, forming a tight hold around the sheath like the back of a corset. The canine’s pointed cockhead was trying to peek through the bondage, but only the very tip was sticking between a couple of the strings. Charles had no idea how those piercings must’ve felt as they constantly tugged from the pressure of the strings; but judging by how naturally Theta was smiling, he could only hope that it wasn’t too painful.

“So, wha’cha think?~” Theta tilted his head while eyeing the blushing human. “I’m guessin’ this is the first time you seen a sheath like this, huh?”

“Uhhh… yeah, that’s certainly true…” Charles tried to nod, but he was still looking baffled by that kind of extreme chastity. “Yikes, that had to hurt!”

“Yeah, I ain’t gonna lie. It hurt like a bitch.” Theta chuckled as he looked down at his straining sheath. Even with how much his arousal was tugging at the piercings, he was able to say, “But there’s enough of them around the sheath to even out the strain. Kinda like… when you’re able to stand on a bunch of paper cups to hold your weight, you know?”

“Hmmm…” Charles actually understood that comparison enough to nod with a pout. “That… kinda makes sense, in a weird way.”

“Yeah, it’s definitely a nice look on him,” said Delta, who didn’t hesitate to reach down with his paw and grasp Charles’ bulging crotch. “How about you show ‘em what you got?~”

“W-What?!” Charles looked back at him with a shocked expression, blushing profusely. Even though he could understand how the family dinner would lead to this, it was still rather jarring to consider pulling his pants off. His eyes darted towards Theta and Omicron, who were looking rather curious as they eyed the human intently.

“If it means anything,” said Omicron assuredly, “the boys and I usually don’t wear clothes while at home. We need ‘em for work and chores outdoors, but most of the time we prefer bein’ naked after dark. We wanted to wait to explain things before bringin’ up that detail.”

“Also…” Delta made sure to lean in close to Charles’ ear, and whispered lustfully, “If you take off those clothes, Dad and I will do the same~”

The human’s heart was racing, unsure of how to process such a randy progression of events. His cock was straining tightly in his cage, but he felt frozen in his chair from such an offer. But before he could really think things over, Delta was already grabbing the button of his jeans to undo his pants for him.

“You wanna see mine first?~” Omicron got up from his seat, and began to undo the shoulder-straps of his overalls. “It’s only fair, after all. But I won’t do nuthin’ until you say it’s okay~”

Charles shuddered with a tightly bitten lip, just as Delta unzipped his fly. Even though he felt like he was being put on the spot, his eyes kept darting around the dinner table with his blush deepening. Delta used his other paw to pull off his t-shirt, which he was able to do with an effortless slide over his head and arms. Charles wanted to be happy to see his boyfriend’s toned, muscular chest out in the open, but he didn’t expect to see it in front of his family. Of course, the fact that he could also see Theta’s tied-up sheath was enough proof he shouldn’t be thinking like a human right now. He was in the presence of three buff, horny canines, and they were all waiting for him to comply as such.

“Ummm… w-well…” After looking back at Delta, and seeing him nod with a warm smile, Charles nodded back before addressing Omicron. “If… If you guys are wanting me to be involved, then… alright…”

Omicron smiled proudly in approval, and watched as Delta helped get Charles out of his seat. The human tried to hold his pants up, and watched with a blush as Omicron did the opposite. The older canine kept a lustful grin on Charlie as he pulled off his overalls, revealing only a worn t-shirt and nothing else. Unlike either of his sons, Omicron was going full commando as he laid bare beneath the hem of his shirt. His thick, knotted cock stood out like a beacon as the red flesh contrasted with his musky, sweaty white fur. Even though his member looked fairly identical to the rigid piece that Delta was sporting, it looked quite a bit bigger in comparison; although, Charles could tell that Omicron’s knot wasn’t as large as his son’s, despite making up for it in length. Charles wasn’t sure how blatantly he was staring at that older canine’s cock, but it was obvious enough to make Delta huff cheekily. “Heh~ Yeah, I know, right? Dad’s better hung than most of the guys on the team~”

Without warning, Delta yanked down Charles’ pants while he was distracted. The human gasped in surprise, his knees instinctively buckling from his member being fully exposed. Omicron and Theta both gave impressed “Ooohs” in unison when they saw Charles’ chastity cage, which was sporting a rather thick glob of precum seeing at the tip. The human felt embarrassed to have Delta’s family seeing him like this; however, as Delta undressed himself to stand as nude as the others, he couldn’t deny how oddly natural the scene was looking. Even though he was shaking in intimidation, Charles eventually pulled off his shirt as well, and let out a shuddering breath as he stood in the nude.

“Damn, you got yourself a stud, son!~” Omicron shot Delta a prideful wink. “How hard was it to get him to wear that thing? I know some humans can be stubborn ‘bout them.”

“Heh~ Are ya kidding?” Delta was fully naked as well, not caring one bit that his cock was standing freely for his dad and brother to see. He pulled Charles in close by his side, causing his human to blush flusteredly when he heard Delta say, “I know he might look all big and tough, but he’s one of the subbiest guys I know~”

“D-Delta!” blurted Charles with strong wince. “Y-You don’t need to tell them that!”

“Hey, there ain’t nuthin’ wrong with that~” Theta pointed down to his own chastity, and said with a shrug, “I’m pretty subby myself, there ain’t no judgement here. If anything, I’m just glad I ain’t the only bottom tonight~”

“You say that while holdin’ that bottle of ‘Mister Fister’ in your paw?” Delta asked cheekily. “Heck, I bet you’ve been able to take a fist since I left for college~”

“And what if I can?” asked Theta, sounding rather cocky to match his coy grin. “You jealous, bro? Or maybe your boyfriend might be~”

Theta shot a devilish stare towards the human, who tensed up with his little cage twitching prominently against his crotch. The canine huffed in amusement, and asked, “So, how ‘bout it, Charlie? How much are you able to take?~”

“Ummmm… uhhhh…” Charlie was shivering from intimidation, not expecting to be standing naked at the dinner table alongside his boyfriend. But when he glanced back at Delta, all he saw was an approving grin as the dalmation leaned in, and groped his ass hard with his paw. “C’mon, Charlie… tell ‘im~”

He shuddered hard in his grasp, which made Omi and Theta chuckle in delight as they watched from across the table. Charlie needed to close his eyes for a moment, and let out a shaky breath before he could answer, “I… I-I’ve… I’ve taken… f-five fingers once…”

“Ooh!~” Theta looked genuinely impressed when he looked back at his dad. “Sounds like Delta’s been trainin’ him good~”

“Yeah, sure sounds like it…” Omicron walked around the dining table as nude as the day he was born, keeping a confident grin that grew more determined with each passing step. As he walked up towards Delta and Charles, the son was already peering down at his dad’s cock with a bitten lip, and a brief “Nnnf~” that could be heard by his boyfriend. Delta used his free paw to start stroking himself, clearly missing that cock twitching readily before him. A thick bulb of precum was seeping at the tip of Omicron’s pointed cockhead; but compared to the heavy globs lingering at the tip of Charles’ cage, it seemed that the father needed some added lubrication.

“So, uhhh… Charles?” Delta glanced back at his boyfriend with a blushed smile, and tried to ask casually, “Would you mind if I… showed you how it’s done?~”

“Oh, come on now!” Theta walked around the table to join the three, and eyed his brother with snark. “You just wanna suck Daddy’s cock again. Don’t deny it~”

“Ummm…” Charles wasn’t sure how he was able to speak, since his mind was fairly blank while eyeing Omicron’s thick, meaty cock standing in wait. His knees were already buckling a little, like he was instinctively wanting to kneel down and start fellating that doggy cock himself. But instead, he could feel his head veering in Delta’s direction, before he met eyes with the blushing canine. His cock was throbbing hard inside of the chastity cage, but the strain wasn’t intense enough to keep him from saying, “I… I wouldn’t mind… I-If you wanted to~”

Charles was almost shocked at how naturally he was able to say that out-loud. Delta smiled wide in elation, and rewarded the human with a quick peck on the lips. “Aww, thanks hun! C’mon, you can join me…”

Delta was the first to get on his knees, and shot a lustful grin up to his dad while kneeling before his fat cock. He reached out with a paw, and shamelessly grabbed hold of Omicron’s thick shaft. Just as that glob of precum was about to trickle down the underside of his cockhead, Delta leaned in with his muzzle open wide, and his eyes closed shut. He let out a deep, heavy moan the instant his tongue made contact with his dad’s glistening cockhead, and the clear pre smeared across his tastebuds. Omicron leaned his head back with his teeth tightly gritted, and let out a hearty groan. “Mnnnghh… Yeah, that’s it, boy… get in there~”

Delta didn’t need to be told twice, and sunk his muzzle in to wrap his lips around the girth of his father’s cock. The dalmatian’s eyes rolled back blissfully as he tasted that familiar, heady musk lingering around Omicron’s throbbing length. He slid his lips further down his dad’s shaft, tasting every inch of his sweaty cock as more precum spat to the back of his throat. Meanwhile, his other paw was trying its hardest not to start jerking himself vigorously, despite how badly his cock was throbbing in response to indulging in Omicron’s brand once more.

“H-Holy fuck…” Charles was grateful he was caged up, since he likely would’ve shot his load from the incestous action he was watching unfold before his eyes. It may have been weird seeing his boyfriend giving his dad a blowjob, but dammit if the sight wasn’t hot as hell. He shuddered hard as he stood by himself, too distracted by Delta’s cock-sucking to realize who was coming up behind him. It wasn’t until Theta wrapped his arms around the human’s midsection, that he felt the canine’s hot breath as he whispered into his ear:

“Get on your knees. Now~”

Charles’ body was running on pure instinct, and Theta’s lustful voice was more than enough to make him comply. He soon found himself on his knees beside Delta, with that thick cock of Omicron’s right in front of his face. The overwhelming scent of his musk hit Charles’ senses like a brick, and he let out a hungry moan as his eyes went half-lidded. But before he could try to lean in and get his tongue involved alongside Delta’s, he gasped in surprise when he felt Theta grabbing his cheeks with both paws.

“Get on all fours,” commanded Theta, grinning hungrily as he locked his eyes on the human’s toned and muscular ass. “NOW~”

Once again, Charles did exactly what he was told. He moaned out as he got on his hands and knees, still able to hear Delta’s ravenous slurps as he continued to suck his dad’s cock. He looked up to get a prime view of his boyfriend’s lips sliding up and down that red shaft, slathering his tongue with each motion like he was enjoying a cherry popsicle. He could also see when Omicron grabbed hold of the back of his son’s head, and growled out, “Yeah, take the knot you slut~”

Delta let out an elated, albeit muffled moan before he was promptly shoved further down his dad’s rigid length. His lips could be seen wrapping around the girth of Omicron’s knot, while the pointed head began to prod at the back of his throat. Charlie may have seen the canine take an impressive share of cocks in the locker room, but it was truly captivating to see him trying to get his muzzle around his father’s plump, meaty knot. Delta clenched his eyes tightly shut, and groaned out while getting his muzzle in deeper with every hard push.

“HUUUUHHHH!!” Charles’ head reeled back like an exorcism as he gasped in shock, and felt something warm and wet gliding up his asscrack. Since the human showered earlier tonight, Theta didn’t show any hesitancy as he dragged his canine tongue deep between Charles’ muscular cheeks. His paws kept a tight grip on that ass, keeping his cheeks pried apart to expose his tight, puckering hole. Theta closed his eyes with a hungry moan of his own, and pushed his muzzle in so it was pried between those firm mounds of pure muscle. Meanwhile, his tongue quickly went to work as he lapped at Charles’ opening, eagerly trying to loosen him up and get him ready.

“AaaaaAAAAAaaaahhhh!!~” Charles was squirming like mad as he tried to keep himself still, but the ferocity of Theta’s tongue was unbelievably tantalizing. Each hungry lick was going in deep and hard against his hole, causing it to continuously wink and contort in dire need. And with how ravenously Theta was devouring that man-ass, the constant flicks of his tongue was leaving Charles too overwhelmed to speak. All he could do was moan like a little bitch, while his precum continued to dribble out of his cage like a schoolgirl leaking herself.

“Nnnnffff… I-It seems like your boy’s handlin’ himself pretty well with Theta there~” Omicron was smiling proudly as he admired the view of Theta eating Charles’ ass, as well as Delta shoving as much cock as he could into his drooling muzzle. He wasn’t sure if Delta heard much of what he said, since he was looking absolutely content with sucking on his dad’s thick cock. Omi was keeping a tight grip on his son’s head, but made sure to pull back briefly enough so the pup could breathe. Delta let out a couple heavy gasps, before Omicron asked with a grin, “Who’s my little slut tonight?~”

“Heh~” Delta didn’t mind being on the receiving end when it came to his dad, and smirked up at him to say with a shiver, “I-I’m your little slut, Daddy~”

“Oh, are ya now?~” Omicron used his other paw to grab hold of his cock, and used it to tease Delta’s slutty muzzle. While the pup’s head was being held tightly in place, Omicron smacked his cock against Delta’s outstretched tongue. Delta moaned out like a bitch in heat, his eyes closing as he savored the rough treatment Omi was giving him. “You want your Daddy’s cock, boy?~” he asked tauntingly. “Even with all those cocks on campus, you still desperate for mine again?~”

“Aaaahhhh!!~” It was hard for Delta to say much while his father repeatedly smacked his tongue with that musky cock, but he managed to moan out direly, “W-Well… someone has to make sure Theta ain’t slackin’ off~”

“Hmph~ Fair enough...” Omicron let go of his cock, and used both paws to grip the back of Delta’s head. The pup took a deep breath, just as Omicron shoved his son’s open muzzle back down the length of his cock in one thrust. Delta tried not to spasm too badly as his throat was lodged with so much hot, throbbing cockmeat. But at the same time, the sudden onslaught of his dad’s sweaty musk drove his senses wild, and his eyelids fluttered among the intense strain his throat was enduring. Trickles of drool were seeping from the corners of his muzzle, while his lips wrapped over that thick knot that Omicron was sporting. He could feel every hard, pulsating throb of his dad’s cockhead as it lodged in the back of his throat; but with how heady that musk was tasting on his tongue, the only response Delta could give were a couple good jerks of his cock to bring him closer to his peak.

Omicron groaned in pleasure, not hesitating to hump his son’s slutty mouth to get that knot buried between his lips. Delta continued to suck on the base of his dad’s shaft like a good boy, and even used his other paw to caress those plump balls with a firm grip. Both of them could hear Charles’ moans growing out deeper right beside him, as the human was growing deeper into ecstasy with Theta devouring his hole. The pup was looking pleased as punch while buried muzzle-deep between those cheeks, as the rabid slurps of his tongue could be heard quite well over Charles’ bitchy squeals.

“Nnnnnfffff!!~” The human was reeling in ecstasy, not expecting for the teenager’s floppy tongue to work so tenaciously against his hole. The thick muscle was lapping fervently over Charles’ opening, helping to loosen him up with every hard drag against his tight little ring. Despite how much he was puckering, Charles could feel himself loosening up as he moaned deeply in Theta’s grip. The pup could sense that as well, which made him grin to himself with his lust growing deeper. Much like Charles, a good portion of precum was dribbling from his sheath. The very tip of his cockhead was poking through an opening between some of the strings, but its tight grip around the piercings ensured that the rest of his length remained inside him.

“Nnnnghhh…” When he saw how deeply his son was eating that human’s muscular ass, Omi could feel his cock throbbing hard inside of Delta’s mouth. He had to clench his eyes shut to keep from shooting his load prematurely, despite how much his knot was starting to swell in his son’s hungry maw. Not to mention, the tantalizing caress of Delta’s paw against his balls was causing his length to pulsate even more with each tentative suckle of those well-trained lips. He wasn’t sure how much longer he could last, but with Delta’s skilled muzzle, and the sounds of Charlie being eaten out by Theta, his body was tensing up tremendously with every twitch of his nerves. His fur was starting to stand on end, and his back arched inward as he leaned himself back, and--

“GNAAAHHH!!”

As soon as he heard that screeching cry from Omicron, Theta paused his ass-eating long enough to look up at the two. But since his muzzle was still buried in Charlie’s ass, all he could ask was a muffled, “Mmmph?”

Just as he was about to hit an early climax, Delta put an abrupt end to his dad’s pleasure by giving a hard squeeze to his nuts. It wasn’t tight enough to cause any damage, but it was certainly effective when it came to putting Omi’s arousal to a pause. Omicron gritted his teeth with a sharp hiss, his muzzle skewing tightly with an obvious grimace. His cock may have still been rock-hard, but he could barely take much notice when Delta pulled his muzzle back with a wet pop. Instead, the father was reeling in an intense mixture of pain and arousal while Delta wiped his smirk with the back of his arm.

“Oh, what?” he asked his dad with a cocky tone. “You think I’m gonna let ya waste that load in my mouth? You know the rules better than me, Daddy~”

Even though his balls were throbbing in pain, it was hard for Omicron not to scoff down at his son. He let out a brief huff, and rolled his eyes before saying, “Yeah, yeah… Still though, I would’ve made an exception for you on your first night back~”

“Hmph~” Theta finally pried his tongue out from Charles’ ass, causing the human to gasp with a lumbering moan. As he writhed on the floor and shivered intensely, Theta merely smirked up at his Dad and said, “Hey, it was your policy though, remember? As soon as I got old enough to join in, you insisted on it to show you were the Alpha~”

Omicron’s grin widened with that reminder, which made Delta feel less guilty about squeezing his dad’s crown jewels so abruptly. Meanwhile, the older canine just stared back at Theta with a hungry grin, and shrugged his head. “Yeah, I suppose you got a point there~”

Charles needed a moment to clear his thoughts, since his head was swimming in sensual pleasure following that sloppy rimming session. His ass was absolutely slathered in Theta’s drooling saliva, with remnants already starting to drip down the inside of his bare thighs. But even with how frazzled his thoughts had gotten after Theta’s tongue-lashing, he was able to shake his head and ask flusteredly, “Wh… What are you guys… t-talking about?”

Omicron and Delta glanced back at him with matching smirks, while the older canine chuckled rather confidently. “Well, Charlie,” he said with a more determined tone of voice. “When it was just Delta here servicin’ me on lonely nights, he was mighty fine taking the submissive roles when necessary. But when Theta back there got himself interested, it was clear that Delta took a shine to bein’ in charge like his old man~”

Theta giggled a little while scratching the back of his head sheepishly. “Y-Yeah… I can’t deny it, I’m better as the bottom anyway~”

“Hell yeah you are, bro~” Delta shot Theta an especially snarky grin as he eyed the pup’s drooling muzzle. “And you certainly gave me some good practice before meetin’ Charlie there~”

Charles glanced back at the pup with a blush, prompting Theta to roll his eyes and look more bashful. When the human turned his attention back to the patriarch, Omicron continued with his explanation. “Anyway, since Delta was gettin’ himself some proper training with his own cock, I figured I could enact a proper rule that both my sons are meant to follow…”

Delta scooched aside as his dad walked past him, and went up towards Charlie with his knotted cock swinging freely. The human shuddered when he saw how much that red rocket was glistening in Delta’s saliva, making it stand out even more against his spotted fur. Omicron’s smirk was nothing short of intimidating, and he shot a piercing stare that left Charles frozen on his hands and knees. Theta already knew what was gonna happen, and respectfully stepped away from Charlie so his father could have some room. Meanwhile, Omicron narrowed his eyes on the human and said:

“Since I’m the Alpha of this household, my cock’s meant for breedin’ only~”

Charles’ eyes widened immediately, before they veered back down at that waiting cock pointed right at his face. Delta was grinning enviously over at his boyfriend, and made sure to note, “And since Theta and I got both y’all properly spit-shined, I think it’s only fair you got first dibs as our guest~”