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Tyler blinked as he stepped past the bouncer into the building. The bright street lamps and flood lights outside contrasted with the dim interior lighting of the bar. As his eyes adjusted, the horse who was checking their IDs waved his boyfriend through. Eric stepped up next to him, the husky's tail twining with his for a moment.

This place had a nice large open area directly in front of them, filled with tables big and small for groups. The bar proper wrapped along the corner formed from the left and back walls and had a number of stools in front. Directly to their left, along the front wall, were a number of pool tables, dart boards, and a jukebox, playing some classic rock. The place was pretty busy, but it was a Friday night, so nothing unexpected. Tyler looked over to the right, where a glass wall helped block most of the sound of the dance floor, while still letting everyone see what was going on. The Great Dane's nose twitched at the smells - clean for a place like this, but still filled with the scents of alcohol and sweat.

He looked at Eric. "Where do you want to look first? Dance floor? Bar? I could kick your ass at pool if you want."

The husky grinned and started to walk towards the door to the dance floor. He looked over his shoulder and said "Then I'll have to kick your ass at darts, and you know you hate to lose."

Tyler followed after him, taking the moment to shamelessly ogle his boyfriend's ass. Eric had dressed to impress. In his case, that mostly just meant tight black jeans, hugging everything he had just under his slowly wagging tail. A navy blue tank top spangled with stars and just as form fitting was on his lean upper body, and he had cleaned and brushed every inch of his black and white fur. A few bangles and a silver earring were Eric's only accessories. The dane's nose picked up the faintest scent of cologne trailing behind - just the right amount.

Tyler had tried to dress up, but his sense of fashion was simply just not there. In the end, he had let the husky dress him up however he felt would make the large dog most attractive. Eric had put him in simple khakis, with a dark undershirt and a partially open short sleeve button-down to round it out. He'd also combed out his coat, found his best belt and watch, and gotten his nice shoes on. Then he'd had to fight his boyfriend to keep him from trying to rip his clothes back off and get at the handsome great dane, so he hoped he'd have a similar effect on the furs here.

The two dogs walked through the glass door into the dance floor section of the bar. Instantly the pounding beats of some modern hip-hop song drowned out the mingled bar conversations and strains of jukebox music. The flashing lights in every color whirled across the sunken floor in the center of the room while a crowd of people gyrated to the beat. The dancers were surrounded by tall tables meant for people to stand, holding a number of drinks as the patrons chatted to each other. Well, shouted really, Tyler thought. You'd never be able to have a quiet conversation here.

"Let's grab a drink to start us off!" Just as Tyler had observed, Eric had to yell to be even remotely audible. The great dane nodded and they moved off towards the club bar, set against the back wall on this side of the glass wall so that the dancers didn't have to go back inside the main area to get drinks. Tyler ordered their favorites and then turned to lean up against the bar and observe the dance floor. Eric was perched on the stool next to him looking at the crowd as well. The dancers were as varied as the colored lights flashing over them. Some moved in groups or couples, but others were clearly single or striking out on their own, moving together and dancing away.

The bartender slid them their drinks, and Tyler thanked the gecko before moving to an empty standing table with his boyfriend. As they stood and sipped, Tyler leaned forward so he could be heard and said "Alright, lets go over one more time what we're looking for. Someone friendly, easygoing-"

"Hot, sexy, and all kinds of a stud" the husky interjected. Tyler raised an eyebrow at his boyfriend.

"Obviously we'd like them to be attractive but if they aren't easy to handle or fun to be around..."

"I know," the husky sighed, lowering his head. "I'll be thinking about it, I promise." He looked up slyly at the dane. "But just in case, what kind of sexy are you looking for?"

Tyler couldn't help but grin at the shorter dog. "Anyone who looks like you is a winner. And by looks like you, I mean they've gotta have an ass that doesn't fit in skinny jeans."

Eric scoffed. "Such a simple creature. Is that all I am to you? A wag of some fur's tail and a shake of their ass and you're drooling over them."

"And what's the type you're looking for tonight then, Mr. Sophistication?" the dane shot back.

"Anyone who looks like you." The husky grinned. "And by looks like you, I mean they've got a cock so big it doesn't fit in skinny jeans."

Tyler was grateful his boyfriend hadn't suggested any such tight pants for him to wear. He did need a fair bit of space for his sheath, despite the husky drooling over any pair that hugged his crotch. "So we just need a vers hunk who's fun to be around, single, and willing to go home with a couple of dogs who're up to no good." Tyler summarized. "Can't imagine we'll have any trouble finding someone like that, they're a dime a dozen."

"Oh don't be like that, we'll find somebody. Come on. We'll split up on the dance floor to cover more ground."

Tyler put his drink down and watched him head into the gyrating mass of fur and scales. He smiled and whispered to himself "Goddamn I love that dog." The two of them had been dating for over four years now and were happy with what they had together, in and outside the bedroom. Although considering they'd fucked in every room of the house and twice outside, Tyler mused, that expression didn't hold up so well. Still, Tyler didn't have any complaints. His pup could drive him wild without even trying, and he knew intimately that the husky loved every inch of the great dane. But they'd been thinking for a while, what if they could get something more?

Tyler had been the first to broach the subject, hesitant to harm their relationship but excited at the prospect of bringing someone else into their fun. To his delight, Eric had responded enthusiastically. Very enthusiastically, the great dane remembered as he reached down to adjust himself. They'd talked it over, making sure they were aligned on their goal. Someone they could enjoy together, a true threesome and no cuckolding. No losing sight of what they already had with each other.

Which had brought them here. They'd talked about using apps, but they both preferred to meet people in person and had agreed it'd be worth at least one night looking to find somebody together. Tyler started looking around in earnest as he reached the dancing, trying to scope out a likely guy who'd meet their criteria and share a night of fun with them. He spent several songs moving through the crowd, dancing, gyrating, grinding.

He danced with several who caught his eye. The first was a red-tailed fox, resplendent in leather pants and not much up top besides a harness. He was an adventurous one, grinding right up to Tyler without a word, and the great dane was more than happy to let him feel what he had to offer. Still, as they danced, the dane decided - too submissive. That was fine for him, but his boyfriend needed more than that. When the first song ended, he left the fox to another dancer, a wolf who looked more than happy to have the vulpine's ass on his crotch.

He found a more likely candidate next, a lion who, Tyler was quick to notice, didn't look like he'd fit skinny jeans front or back. They did their own thing, dancing near each other with quick glances out of the corner of their eyes, slowly moving together until they were chest to chest, sweaty and reveling in each other. But when the lion found out the great dane came as a pair, he shrugged and told Tyler that wasn't his idea of fun. "I can only pin one guy down at a time," he'd said, grinning so Tyler could see his teeth. "I can show you what it's like, but two guys is too many." Tyler moved off after that. No one else lasted past a cursory examination and finally the dog headed for the outer floor again.

Seeing his husky waiting at a table with fresh drinks, Tyler veered towards him and accepted his gratefully. Dancing was hot work.

"No luck?" Eric asked?

Tyler shook his head. "None" he reported. "A few, maybe, for just me or just you but together, nada."

"Same here. There was a cute pangolin you would've liked. Really knew how to move." The great dane saw his boyfriend's paw drop under the table for a moment. "Wanna check the bar?"

"Yeah, let's give it a look over. Should be easier than the dance floor."

The two of them left the loud, pounding music behind and entered the more relaxed bar section again. The jukebox had switched to some country song, and the guests were a little drunker. A whole group of tables was singing along; "West Virginia, mountain mama..."

"Actually, I gotta take a piss first," Eric said next to him. "Save me a seat?" He moved off towards the bathrooms before Tyler could respond. The great dane headed towards the counter. He saw three open stools together, so he snagged the middle one and settled down to wait, ordering another round for him and his boyfriend. Tyler didn't want to get drunk, but he did like the way the alcohol warmed him up and made it easier to talk. He was no blushing virgin, and yet flirting with someone to ask for a threeway was a little more than he'd normally do.

As the otter behind the counter delivered their drinks, someone slid onto the stool to Tyler's right. He glanced over to see a brown bear, dressed somewhat similar to him in jeans and polo, although the bear was somewhat larger than the dane. Tyler smirked and gave him an appreciative lookover out of the corner of his eyes - those were definitely not skinny jeans. The bear ordered a drink and Tyler returned to sipping his.

"Excuse me - where'd you get that watch? It's a nice piece." The great dane looked up from his glasa at the bear, who had gotten his own drink and was looking at Tyler's wrist. "I'm in the market for one myself."

"Oh uh, my watch?" Tyler looked over at the bear for a moment thinking through the faint haze of alcohol. "It was a present from my boyfriend a couple years ago, he got it from a store somewhere in Italy I think. You'd have to ask him when he gets back."

The bear clicked his tongue and said "I didn't take his seat did I? I'd hate to come between a cute couple."

"Oh no don't worry, I'm saving him this other stool" Tyler said, gesturing over his shoulder. "What brings you out here, aside from scoping out watches?"

"Oh I'm here every other weekend or so. Played a few games of pool and won some money off those guys." The bear held up his large paws and wiggled his fingers. "They always bet I can't use these sausages for fine work."

The great dane grinned. "Maybe I could win some off them myself then."

"You play pool?"

"Oh yeah, won a couple tournaments in college a few years ago, little local ones. Haven't kept up my practice since then but I bet I can beat some bar patrons." Tyler gave the tables a considering look. "Especially if they keep drinking like that."

The bear laughed, a deep throated chuckle from his belly. "Stands to reason you'd be good at handling poles, a stud like you."

Tyler grinned back. "And you don't? I seem to remember you saying you won some money from them with those big paws."

"Oh these paws are good at handling all sorts of things pup. Balls and poles included." The bear winked at Tyler, who was blushing slightly now. For a little while they talked about pool and some of the finer points before slipping back into a discussion on Italy. The bear wanted to know more about it since he went to Europe regularly for work but had rarely had a chance to vacation there.

A voice behind him startled him out of his talk with the bear as he heard a familiar voice say "So much for saving me a seat, huh?

Tyler spun around in his chair to look at Eric, who was looking at him with a raised eyebrow. "I saved you a seat, right here..." As he turned to the left, he found himself looking at the back of a muscular rabbit, facing away from him and talking animatedly to three other friends. Tyler sighed. While he was talking to the bear, some of the customers had gotten up and a whole new group had sat down without him noticing. "Totally my fault. Here, I've gotta run to the bathroom, so you take my seat and we'll sort it out when I get back." He stood up from the stool to let Eric slide in.

"I'll come with you. I've gotta visit the bathroom too." Tyler's new acquaintance stood up as well, talking to Eric now. "You must be the boyfriend I've heard about. Don't go nowhere, I got a couple questions for you when I get back." Tyler watched the bemused face of the husky as he looked at both of them and shrugged.

When they got to the bathroom, it was, typically of bar bathrooms, packed to the gills. Two urinals stood open, as luck would have it, square in the middle of the line and right next to each other. Looking at the bear for a moment, Tyler shrugged and moved towards the left one. "When in Rome..."

Tyler was glad for the chance to unzip and relieve himself. Between the grinding on the dance floor and the innuendo of the bear he'd met, his sheath was both sweaty and heavy, filling out a bit. The bar hadn't bothered with dividers between urinals, but Tyler had long since learned to keep his eyes straight forward. At least, he did normally. Now, with the hunky bear next to him groaning slightly in relief, the great dane couldn't help himself. He flicked his eyes over towards the bear's crotch and was rewarded. The bear hadn't undone his belt, just the zipper, and he liked to hold himself one handed, in his right, giving Tyler a framed view of a rather large cock, flopped out through the fly. In his experienced estimation, the bear was also a little plumped up, hanging down and away from his crotch. Realizing he'd stared a little longer than an accidental glance would cover, his eyes jumped up guiltily towards the bear to see if he'd noticed, and found him staring at the dane's crotch instead.

Looking up and meeting Tyler's eyes, the bear leaned over a bit and whispered "Nice watch." He started to shake himself dry and then tucked the large member back in his pants, zipping it up and turning away. Tyler looked down to put himself away too and noticed a bit of red peeking out the end of his sheath. He cursed to himself as he zipped up and walked over to wash his hands. The bulge was fairly obvious if you cared to look, Tyler knew. Well, that's what he got for peeking.

They headed back towards the bar. Eric was sipping his drink but no third seat had opened up. Tyler noticed Eric's eyes immediately spot his bulge and got a smirk as a result. The bear waved to Tyler and said "Well I'll leave you two to your evening and find another spot. Nice meeting you!"

"Hang on a minute," said Tyler just as Eric spoke up saying "You said you had questions!"

"Oh. well I did, but they're minor and there's nowhere to sit."

"Tyler can stand for a bit until something opens up. Or he can sit on my lap. He deserves it after losing my seat." Eric spoke to the bear while looking at Tyler. Tyler grinned and promptly turned his back to the husky before sitting down right in his lap. The dane heard the air leaving his boyfriend's body with a gasp before he was shoving at Tyler. "Alright we can share, we can share. Just don't smush me." Tyler stood up, tail wagging. He'd felt a little throb there. Good. His boyfriend could be tortured like he was.

"Question for you, before you ask me yours," Eric started, "What's your name? I'm Eric."

"Frank. Nice to meet you Eric. I've heard a little bit about you from... actually I didn't catch your name yet." Tyler blushed a bit thinking about the fact that he'd been looking at a stranger's cock in the bathroom without even bothering to learn his name.

"I'm Tyler. Pleasure to meet you too."

"Well now we've done intros, I meant to ask you where you got your handsome fella his watch. He just said Italy."

"Oh that was in a store on the Rialto Bridge. Or was that the glass ornament I got him? Hang on, let me get my phone, I'll look it up ...." Tyler kept one ear on the conversation as the two of them talked on for a while, speaking his bit when necessary. Mostly he watched other customers or tried to discreetly check out Frank. He was increasingly certain he and Eric might have found their third. He could feel his boyfriend's tail slowly wagging as they sat on the stool together, and he knew if Eric had felt differently he would have ended the conversation and tried to move them on. The question was, how to make the final leap from flirting to the bedroom.

Tyler got his chance when the zebra on the other side of Frank stood from his stool after paying the bartender and headed towards the exit with a pretty mouse in tow. Tyler stood from sharing the cramped stool with his husky and moved around to it.

"Oh I can slide over, don't worry about it," Frank said, starting to rise.

"No no, stay there. This way we can both keep talking to you. We certainly talk to each other enough." Tyler said, winking over the bear's head at the husky.

"That we do. We spend a lot of time together, it's nice to have someone else involved." Eric picked up the lead smoothly. "Gets a little predictable, just the two of us."

Frank looked side to side, looking a bit like a cornered animal. The great dane leaned forward, greatly daring, to ask "Hey Frank, when you said you'd never want to come between a cute couple, did you mean it? Or could we change your mind?" Tyler grinned at him. The bear snorted, not getting the double entendre.

"Well when I said I don't want to, I really meant it wouldn't be polite. But if y'all want to put me here I'm happy to talk. Nice to have two handsome fellas like you to chat with."

"About watches?" teased Tyler, deliberately placing his arm with the watch so it rested on his bulge. Predictably Frank looked over to find Tyler's watch he'd asked about and froze when he found himself looking at the dane's crotch. He looked up at the great dane who winked. The bear slowly grinned.

"Are y'all looking for something? Flirting is nice but sometimes you need a little more direct talk..."

Eric leaned in towards Frank on his other side. "We're looking for a hunky bear like you in between us, didn't we make that obvious yet?"

Frank's grin turned into a full smile as he swung his big head back and forth, fenced in by smirking canines. "A couple of pups like you want a piece of me. I must have gone to heaven when I hadn't noticed. What pieces are you trying to squeeze, hmm?"

Tyler brought his paw around to the bear's back just as Eric slid his paw onto Frank's upper thigh. They stared into each other's eyes for a moment before looking up at the stud they'd pinned between them, smoldering.

A light cough interrupted the three of them as the bartender, casually looking over their heads to avoid making eye contact, asked "Will you all be ordering anything else tonight or should I close out your tabs for the evening?"

Eric yanked his paw back, flushing red. Tyler slowly moved back upright, smiling at the otter. "Close 'em out please. We've got somewhere else to be tonight."

As the bartender moved away, Frank asked "How far is your place?"

"Ten minute walk, so long as we don't get distracted."

"Well, no promises," the bear murmured, watching Tyler stretch upwards as he stood, revealing his midriff and treasure trail. "Definitely no promises."

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Eric unlocked their door, pushing it open and stepping inside to flick the lights on. Frank followed, with Tyler just behind him. Tyler made sure to close their front door firmly. Theirs was a small neighborhood, and he didn't need neighbors hearing what was coming. The dane turned around as Frank took in their living room.

"Nice place. You two have really got it made."

"Now that we've got you for a night, we're all set," said Eric.

"All you had to do was ask," Frank told him. "Well, the ass shaking definitely helped. Who am I to say no to that thing?"

"It's pretty irresistible," Tyler said, stepping past Frank into the room. "Trust me, I've tried."

"Why would you want to?" teased Eric, bending over to take his shoes off and wiggling said ass in their direction.

Frank growled a little, then looked again at Tyler and Eric, slightly unsure. "The two of you are certain about this? I'm all willing don't get me wrong-"

Tyler interrupted him by cupping his ass with one of his paws from behind. "Positive. Now, anything you need or should we move to the bedroom?"

Frank, seeing such confidence from his hosts, reached down and groped the dane's bulge. "Only thing I need now is this, and that," he said, reaching out his other paw to grab a handful of Eric's ass in turn. The husky grinned at him and squirmed a bit.

"Then let's go where you can get it stud." The husky led the way towards the bedroom with his tail wagging furiously, and the two larger males followed behind, both drinking in the sight of the cute canine rump. Frank glanced around quickly when they entered, but it was just a standard bedroom. A couple dressers, a closet, and a large king size bed in the center. Eric leapt onto the bed on all fours, wagging his ass in the air and looking over his shoulder. "If you want this ass, you're gonna have to come over here and-"

He cut off with a yelp as Frank jumped onto the bed behind him, a low, barely audible growl resonating through his chest. He started immediately with yanking the husky's tank top over his head, then set to work on his pants. Eric obliged, shimmying out of them as the bear pulled. The bear kept Eric on all fours in just his underwear, then leaned in towards his ass and snagged the waistband with his teeth. He slowly dragged down the offending clothing, dragging his nose over the husky's tail and asshole as he did so, breathing heavily.

Once they were down a ways, Frank used his paw to pull the underwear the rest of the way off, leaving Eric the first to be fully naked . The bear leaned in and dragged his tongue along one asscheek, reaching with his paw underneath to feel the canine's member, already hard with the knot just starting to form. Eric moaned at the sensation of having a paw on him - the first besides Tyler's in years. He rolled onto his back then, tongue lolling out.

Tyler watched from the side of the bed in a near trance. He'd worried despite his best efforts he'd be jealous or protective, but watching his boyfriend surrender to another male, watching him get his clothes stripped off the way he did it, hearing his moans.... Tyler's sheath had been feeling heavy and full, but now he was on to full arousal. His nostrils flared as he drank in the burgeoning scents of sex, feasting on the sight of his naked husky and the lusty bear they were going to share.

Eric and the bear both looked over at him as Eric flipped on to his back. Frank smirked at seeing the fully clothed dane with a growing bulge. "Why don't you give us a show, seeing as how you're still standing? You don't look like you'll fit in your pants much longer." Tyler grinned and started to strip, slowly, for the two males.

He started by undoing the last few buttons on his shirt, then slowly spread his arms out wide and back, feeling his pecs flex and stretch his undershirt as he did so. He leaned back slowly and let the shirt fall off his arms, then crossed them and drew the undershirt up over his head, revealing his abs and furry chest. Tyler could see through the thin material that his audience's eyes were glued to him, Frank gentling fondling his husky's balls while they watched.

Feeling more confident, he reached down and undid his belt buckle, then his fly and zipper. His throbbing bulge pushed out as he slowly slid the pants down and off, then he stepped over to the bed. "You looked like you knew how to use your mouth. How about you take these off me the same way?" he asked their third, smirking down at him. Frank leaned in without hesitation, first just rubbing his face all along the heavy, musky swell of cloth in front of him. He slid his large tongue up the whole thing before gently snagging the underwear and pulling out and down. Tyler watched as his sheath, then more than half his throbbing red length was revealed, springing upwards then smacking down on top of the bear's nose. As it touched open air Tyler felt another inch or so spill outwards.

The bear was big, but Tyler's cock stretched down from the tip of his muzzle to in between his eyes, and the great dane knew it wasn't fully hard yet. The bear kneeling on the bed in front of him seemed determined to change that, but Tyler held his mouth back and made him look up. "I'll fit this down your throat soon, but you're a little overdressed. Wouldn't want cum on anything nice." The dane looked at his boyfriend. "Grab his front, I'll get the back." Frank obligingly twisted on the bed to face Eric who sat up and grabbed the bottom of the bear's polo. Together, Tyler and Eric lifted the shirt off the hunky specimen, revealing his furry belly and chest all at once. Eric leaned in and buried his face in between the bear's pecs, breathing deeply. Tyler climbed and knelt on the bed behind Frank, then leaned around and started undoing the bear's belt by feel while pressing his thickening length against his back. Eric leaned down and undid the fly, then started to drag the zipper down. "We're gonna need you lying down to take these off," Tyler informed the bear, before he pushed him forwards, causing Frank to fall on top of Eric. The husky let out a little squeak as he was nearabout flattened by the big ursine.

Frank just grinned down at him and lifted his ass into the air. Tyler took advantage and pulled the bear's pants off. Without waiting, he grabbed Frank's underwear and yanked it down as well, leaving the bear as naked as everyone else. Frank was now lying on top of the husky, and with the underwear out of the way, their cocks were out and rubbing together. Eric couldn't see it yet, but by the feel of it that member was a lot bigger than his. Frank took advantage, grinding into the smaller male.

Tyler drank in the sight of his new bottom's big furry ass. He reached out both paws and got a handful, rubbing all over and stretching them apart slightly. Frank started to frot against Eric, lifting his ass into the air and spreading his legs to get and give better access. The great dane leaned in and jammed his nose into the bear's ass, his jaws open and his tongue slathering over the ursine's balls below him. Frank moaned into Eric's mouth. He looked at the husky for a moment before mashing his face against Eric's in a kiss. Eric moaned in turn into the bear's mouth, bucking his hips to grind his knotty member against the larger male's thick length.

Abruptly Tyler grabbed the bear's hips and rolled him off Eric onto his back next to him. Frank moved with him, breaking his kiss and letting his cock stand up proudly from the bed. All three of them looked at each other, Tyler kneeling at the feet of the two laying on their backs. Their dicks were fully hard, the canine's sporting knots. Tyler started to climb on top of Frank, saying "Told you I was gonna feed this down your throat. Eric, I'm sure you've been dying for a taste of our guest."

Eric grinned, watching his big boyfriend straddle the larger male and lower his cock into the bear's mouth. "You know me so well." He sat up and rolled around in between Frank's legs. Looking up at his body he could see the two larger male's cocks at once. Frank's was thicker overall, a dark black spire pointing up from his groin with a slight upward curve and a blunt tip. Eric's practiced eye and a quick stroke told him Tyler's was just slightly longer, and even the thickest part of Frank's beer can couldn't compare to his boyfriend's knot. Eric salivated over taking something like this, something new. He put that saliva to good use, engulfing their new friend's length in his muzzle. Above him, Frank moaned at the sensation of having a warm mouth around his cock. Tyler screwed his eyes shut as the moaning bear was swallowing his own dick.

The bear and the husky worked hard, both experienced cocksuckers. Eric was determined to deepthroat Frank's whole length, finally having something in his mouth without a knot that would stop him at the end. He relaxed his throat, tilting his head so that his mouth lined up with his neck and formed a straight tunnel. He bobbed up and down, a little further each time, sometimes holding in one place while he ran his tongue up, down, and around the black cock he had in front of him. Frank throbbed in his jaws, and everytime he bobbed up he made sure to lick off and swallow the precum bubbling out of the bear's tip. A muskier taste than his dane, Eric thought. Tyler was a little sweeter. And Tyler dripped like a faucet.

Frank was experiencing this now, feeling the great dane throb with another blast of sticky precum into his jaws. Frank slurped it up, dragging his tongue up from the midpoint. The bear was no stranger to big cocks, but this one was a challenge. He hadn't even gotten to the knot. The pleasure he was experiencing from Eric sucking him off was making it difficult to concentrate, but Frank tried to focus. He wanted to make this studly dog feel as good as his boyfriend was making him feel right now. He swallowed around the canine's member, and got another throb in return. He growled around it as Eric took him even deeper, and heard an answering moan above him as the dane vocalized his satisfaction.

The two males were in a competition, Frank trying to suck Tyler off before Eric made him cum. Frank couldn't get Tyler's dick down his throat - he was at a bad angle. Seemingly the dane realized this however, and he pulled from Frank's mouth, spinning around so he was now facing the bear's feet. He glanced at his boyfriend working to shove his nose into the bear's pubes before he looked down to line himself up and tried to make the bear do the same thing to him. Now at a better angle, Tyler found himself easily swallowed down to the knot and gasped in surprise. "Not gonna be long..."

Eric heard his boyfriend's warning and looked up to make eye contact, finally swallowing the bear down to the root, mashing his nose into the bear's crotch and swirling his tongue around while he looked his dane in the eyes. Tyler couldn't take it, the sight of his cute husky giving a blowjob with such gusto combined with Franks's cocksucking skill at kissing his knot, he groaned loudly and felt himself release, throbbing as he pumped load after load into the hunky bear's throat. Frank swallowed every drop, even reaching up to lightly squeeze the knot he never could have fit in his mouth, getting an answering shudder and an extra hard throb. Too late though, he realized his focus on the stud in his mouth had let his own orgasm creep up, and he closed his eyes and gave a muffled roar as he came hard into Eric's jaws. The husky hadn't given up his prize spot with the bear's whole length in his throat, and he felt the roar in his chest along with the throbbing as blasts of hot cum sprayed into his stomach. He gulped, the swallowing action massaging Frank's member and milking the last few drops out of him.

Slowly, Tyler lifted his hips up off their guest, dragging his leaky member out of Frank's mouth. Then he leaned down and put a paw on Eric's chin, drawing his husky up off the big dick in his mouth. Tyler looked at him for a moment, straddling Frank, before he pulled his boyfriend into a sloppy kiss. Next to Frank's dick, he could taste the bear's cum on his boyfriend's breath as he ran his tongue over the smaller male's teeth. Frank couldn't believe his luck, seeing the cute dogs kiss while feeling their whiskers on his sensitive cock. Not even halfway down yet, he felt his dick start to harden again at the sensation.

The canine's broke their kiss at the sight, and Eric grinned up at him. "Damn stud, is my mouth not good enough for you?"

"Oh believe me, I'm on cloud nine. But if you thought you swallowed everything I've got in these fellas, you thought wrong." Frank reached down and fondled his heavy balls, rolling them in his paw while Frank and Tyler watched. Tyler reached down Eric's body and grabbed the husky's own leaky cock.

"You didn't cum yet, right? Well Frank, you're just gonna have to use what you've got left and fuck my boyfriend's load out of him."

Frank grinned. "So long as I get your knot in me, stud. I couldn't fit you all the way in my mouth but I'll bet your boyfriend's ass I can fit you in mine."

Eric spoke up, saying "I'll handle bets for my own ass, thanks very much." He smirked at Frank. "But I'd lose a bet to you."

Frank growled, and pulled the husky up to him for a deep kiss. Then he rolled them both over, pinning the small dog underneath him. He looked over his shoulder at Tyler and said "Think you can get him loosened up for me? Seeing as you're down there with all that tongue." Tyler licked his lips, seeing the two cocks sandwich together between their furry balls, and then above and below, winking at him, two assholes. Diving between their outstretched legs into a familiar task, the great dane started to lick his boyfriend's asshole, while above him Frank frotted with Eric, the husky nearly whining with his need. Tyler heard Eric speaking, the telltale quaver in his voice revealing how close he was.

"You really think - ah - think you can.... think you can fuck a load, oh shit, outta me stud?" The dane shoved his tongue inside the husky's asshole proper, his cold nose pressing into the crack as he worked deeper, slobbering into his rectum in preparation for the big bear. Eric squeaked at the invasion. Frank chuckled, a deep rumbling Tyler could feel through his tongue as the bear pressed down on Eric.

"From the sound of it, stud, if your boyfriend does much more with his mouth I won't even get the chance." Frank started to move back and down, his nuts pressing against Tyler's head. "Slide outta the way sexy. If he ain't ready for me now he never will be. And I gotta feel that tongue if your handsome fella's any indication." Tyler moved back slowly, watching the bear's ponderous cock drop down and aim at his husky's hole, now glistening with saliva and stretched wide. Frank reached down and scooped up Eric's legs, lifting them high and lining them up. Still, he looked down between their legs at the great dane and asked "Line me up stud?" Tyler grinned, and reached out with a paw, wrapping around the ursine member and guiding it forward. He used it like a paintbrush, gently rubbing precum up and down over Eric's hole, hearing the husky whimper in anticipation. Then as the bear's member passed over the hole again Frank pushed forward with his hips. Tyler watched with wide eyes as they tensed against each other for a moment, the bear's ass and legs flexing, before Eric's hole swallowed up Frank's tip.

"Oh fuck" breathed Eric, staring into the bear's eyes. His own cock was like steel, pointing straight up at his own face as their hunky houseguest pressed into him. He was big, Eric knew that, but he'd never appreciated the tapered tip his boyfriend had before now. Every inch, even the first one, stretched him wide. After a couple seconds, the husky could feel pressure on his prostate, the stretching sensation and slight pain lessening as his pleasure grew. And grew. Eric tried to say something, but his breath came in gasps. Frank grinned at his euphoric face and flexed his member inside the cute husky pinned beneath him. That pressure was enough to push Eric over the edge, and he cried out as ropes of hot jizz sprayed over him, the first two hard enough to paint the underside of his chin, the rest matting the fur on his chest and stomach.

Frank snorted and growled as the dog squeezed down on his dick in orgasm. He stopped thrusting in and let him writhe on his big member. When Eric had calmed down he slowly started pressing in again. "Was barely halfway in. That one doesn't count. I'm gonna fuck another one out of you." He leaned down, pressing his chest against the sticky husky and growled into his ear. "And when I do fuck it out of you its gonna hit the wall, so I hope you're ready." Eric just moaned.

Seeing the bear finally bottom out in his boyfriend, Tyler pulled his paw away from his own dick. Hearing the sounds his boyfriend made, that he normally only heard when he was knot or balls deep inside him, had gotten the dane extremely aroused. Instead he leaned forward and started to rim Frank out like he'd rimmed Eric, slathering saliva on the bear's crack and working it deeper with his tongue. Tyler felt the bear's growls and moans, and experienced the unique feeling of rimming someone who had started to fuck, moving his head back and forth in time with the thrusting ursine, using the back thrusts to get his tongue deeper. Frank began with short strokes after he got his whole length inside the dog's ass, warming him up to his girth and making sure he himself didn't blow too early. Despite his bravado, Frank really was in heaven. He had to work hard to keep himself from just filling the husky with another load of bear cum. The stud dog rimming him was not helping, so Frank could only imagine how it would feel when the dane finally squeezed that knot in.

Tyler leaned back, breathless from the double rimming session and rock hard. He had to fuck this bear, right now. The bear's ass was up high, bouncing back and forth, so Tyler stood up on the bouncing bed. Frank had spread his legs wide with Eric's on his shoulders, and Tyler stepped in between them and bent his own legs slightly to get the right height. He waited for the bear to pull back for another thrust and then brushed his own cocktip across Frank's asshole. Frank slowed and stopped, looking over his shoulder and grinning at the dog. Grinning back, Tyler slowly pressed himself in, just as this stud had done to his husky a few moments ago.

The great dane's pointed cock was kinder on immediate entry than the bear's but Tyler had a little more of it. The bear let out one long breath as the dane kept pushing in, going and going. He felt himself stretched out, felt the dogs dick tease places inside of him most couldn't touch, and he kept going. Finally, Frank felt a hot, almost burning sensation at his hole as Tyler squeezed his knot against the bear's entrance. The canine leaned over his shoulder, his mouth next to Frank's ear and looking down to lock eyes with his boyfriend. "Lets see what we can do to this pup, the two of us. And we'll see how long you can last between us, hunk."

Tyler leaned back again and started to slowly draw himself back out to start thrusting. At the same time, Frank thrust back into Eric, Causing all three males to growl in unison. They established a rhythm. Frank fucked Eric as the dog squeezed his well trained ass around his cock. The growling bear would pull out for another thrust, forcing himself back onto Tyler's member as the canine met him with his own fucking. They moved like pistons, in and out of each other, lost in their pleasures.

Tyler was already close, seeing his boyfriend orgasm. He knew Frank wanted his knot and he needed to get it in sooner rather than later, but he needed more leverage for that. The bear couldn't force himself back on. Tyler was going to have to fuck it into him. So he waited half a thrust, and when the ebar humped back into Eric, Tyler followed up, slamming into the bear and forcing him deeper inside the husky. Not missing a beat, Frank pulled back out, and Tyler exaggerated the movement to draw himself out of the bear, before they slammed into each other again, squeezing down on Eric, who could barely breathe for the pressure in his gut and the heavy weights of both males pressing on top of him.

As he tried to squeeze his knot in, feeling the bear stretch more and more, he leaned over Frank's shoulder again to look down at the other gasping dog, panting and barely able to speak himself, he was so close. "Grrrr next time, how about we ngggnh, how about we both fuck you at once?" He saw his husky's eyes light up at the thought and groaned in pleasure. "Hnng god damn, two cocks at once you like that? Oh fuck, two thick dicks spreading you apart, your tight ass squeezing us like a vise, goddamn, I wanna double team you. I want to see you get fucked hard!"

The bear underneath him moaned, listening to these two studs talk, and Tyler slammed his cock down with all his weight and strength, grinding and twisting his hips to pop his knot in. With a suddenness that surprised them both, Frank felt the thick bulb of flesh slip past his anus, swallowing it up. He tensed, seeing stars, not aware he was growling like a demon.

Eric, hearing his boyfriend talk about spreading him open like that, and seeing the telltale face of someone getting knotted like he always did, cried out "I'm gonna cum, oh fuck! I'm gonna cum!" The bear was arching his back up from feeling Tyler's knot enter, so Eric's dick had a clear shot to fling cum clear over his head. More strings of hot husky seed shot out, each weaker than the last but enough to paint the canine. Frank felt Eric's asshole clench around him for the second time that night, and with the squeezing pressure on his prostate from Tyler's knot he knew he was done. He roared, feeling his own cock throb like a steel bar inside the husky, unloading again and again. The small bump in the dog's belly from his cock grew slightly as Frank emptied his balls inside the dog's colon. The bear felt a similar warmth, then a fire as the knot and cock embedded in him went off. Tyler went over the edge, the last domino in their chain, thanks to the bear's own squeezing asshole as well as the pressure and warmth surrounding his knot. Frank's eyes rolled into his head as he felt the dane paint his insides white. Tyler was the last to slow down his orgasm, leaving them all panting like they'd run a marathon.

Careful not to flatten the husky, and trying not to tug on the great dane embedded in his backside, Frank slowly pulled himself out of Eric, ignoring the waterfall of bear cum that washed out. The sheets were ruined anyway. He lowered himself to Eric's right and rolled on to his side slowly. Tyler, well versed with being tied, went with him, spooning the big bear as they laid down. Frank licked Eric's ear, then the husky turned and kissed him. Eric and Tyler leaned up over the bear's shoulder and gave each other a long deep kiss.

"Shame on you, coming in between a cute couple like that" Tyler teased, licking the back of the bear's head.

"Like I had a choice. Y'all were very persistent, and you looked at my cock in the bathroom first."

Eric sat up a bit. "Is that what you two were doing in the bathroom? Talking about watches, my ass."

"I have to say, I think your ass is nicer than Tyler's watch." Frank grinned at the husky nose to nose with him.

"Speaking of watches." Tyler moved his wrist in front of the bear, feeling a twinge as the movement shifted his knot. Frank saw the time was well past midnight. "Stay the night with us? I'd love to keep cuddling such a sexy bear."

Frank laughed, a deep belly laugh that shook the bed. "Stud you'd have to throw me out at this point. Empty balls and a pair of cute pups to hug me. I'm the happiest bear there is."

Tyler focused, pulling his hips back until his knot finally popped free. He too ignored the seeping cum, and cuddled the bear tight from behind. "Then I don't know about you guys, but a couple loads like that and I could sleep til noon."

"Definitely," Eric agreed. "Sleep tight."

"You're always tight" Tyler shot back. A paw reached over Frank and rapped his head lightly. Grinning, the great dane closed his eyes and laid his head down, spooning their third and reaching an arm over to rest on his boyfriend. Within a few minutes, they were all sound asleep.