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This is a work of fiction. Unless otherwise indicated, all the names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents in this story are either the product of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. All characters are of legal and consenting age, likewise if you are reading this story you should be of legal age in your respective country.

All characters are my own creation, any resemblance to existing characters is purely coincidental and not intentional, please do not use them without permission. If you would like to use them in a story, please feel free to send me a PM either as Inja on SoFurry or TheRealInja on FA. As always I am open to new story ideas or situations with existing characters as well.

Another one inspired by Blotch's artwork, always loved this piece.

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The peaceful calm of the "Far Away" lodge was broken by the sudden boisterous whooping and hollering of the visiting cross country team, returning back after their victory at the championsips. The young men cheering and recounting their various parts of the race that allowed them to make a clean sweep of this year's competition. With the race now over and nothing to do but sit back, relax and enjoy their victory, Akira and his team settled in and ordered a few drinks.

Unseen behind them in their usual dim corner of the bar was the towns own sled team, the older and more wiser group watching the youngsters with first amusement and then annoyance as they made so much noise it was hard to hold a decent conversation.

"Hey guys, congrats on your victory and all, but would you mind keeping it down? My buddies and I are just trying to relax here..." Ace, the big fluffy white and black malamute sauntered over to ask politely.

"It's a free country, gramps," Akira scoffed, the short Staffordshire terrier making a point of letting the bigger male know he was not intimidated by his size.

"You're right, my mistake..." Ace replied with a barely restrained growl, turning and heading back to his table while mumbling, "You wouldn't win a real race anyhow..."

"What was that?" Akira jumped up onto his chair to be eye level with Ace as he growled out, poking a finger against the bigger canines broad chest. "We could run circles around you, old timer!"

"Is that so?" Ace asked as he grinned back at his group. "Care to put your money where your mouth is, shorty?"

"Shorty!?" Akira almost shouted, growling at the large mutt. "Fuck you old man...actually, yeah. That would be a good punishment, right fellas?" the short staffy asked with a grin as he turned to look back at his group of friends. What he'd just said slowly sinking in and each began to grin in turn at the idea.

"What the fuck..." Ace asked with a note of confusion, not quite understanding what Akira was getting at.

"Get with the times old man, it's been a while since we've gotten laid. When you geriatrics lose; and you will, you'll be our bitches for the next day or two while we're here." Akira grinned.

Ace sighed and shook his head before looking back at his group again, most of whom were doing their best to hide their laughter. "You know what, sure. Loser is the other teams bitches until you leave...we'll do the classic Iditarod Trail, twenty-five kilometer round trip. Sound fair?"

"Fucking Canadians...how many miles is that?" Akira growled out.

"Don't they teach you math in school anymore? Its fifteen and a half miles, kid. Goddamn school system is a joke..." Ace sighed and shook his head at the staffy. Taking a seat beside him, they began going over the details of the race.

Starting at the edge of town, they would race north to the halfway point where they would collect a package and then make their way back home. A classic "Balto vs Steele" race as the locals liked to call it. There would be one musher on each team directing them, with a lead dog and his three drivers in a V formation behind him. A standard sled would be used for both teams so neither would have any advantage over the other aside from their natural talents and skill.

The following morning as they assembled on the starting line, Akira almost burst out laughing when he saw Ace's musher, a large white polar bear whom lumbered up and took his spot on the sled. The small staffy thought this would be a detriment to the canines, having to pull all that extra weight. On his team they had their assistant coach, Maverick the just as short and cocky snow leopard that wanted in as soon as he heard of the bet. The felines grin matched Akira's as he too saw the large polar bear, whom his team referred to as just "Tank." Tank seemed a friendly sort, though perhaps not too bright judging by the almost sleepy smile and wave he gave to Maverick.

Behind Akira was his championship winning cross country team, Hunter the golden retriever on his left and Nova the black lab on his right. Behind them was Storm, the transfer student from Germany, a short haired German pointer.

Ace's team consisted of Winter, a fluffy white cloud of a Samoyed, whose fluff hid just how toned and fit he really was. Beside him was his best friend Yukon, the forever smiling and cheery looking Chow that always seemed to be panting with his purple tongue hanging out. Behind Winter and Yukon was Tundra, the youngest member of their group, though it was hard to tell. With his almost completely natural white and silver coat, Tundra looked like he could both be either very young, or very old. The fact he didn't talk much didn't help put him in either category either. Lastly was Tank, their large polar bear musher. He mostly just came along for the ride and because he was bored sitting around his home with his wife moaning at him, not because Ace's team needed the help at all.

Even the town's mayor was in on the race, the pudgy snow rabbit raising his starting pistol and firing to set the teams off on their race. Akira and his team were used to running long distances, figuring they had the stamina for this race and then some, they set off at an almost sprint. Within moments Ace's team was starting to fade into the distance, giving Akira a sense of victory already.

"Dumb kids..." Ace laughed, shaking his head as he saw the other team slowly fading away ahead of them. "Hope you boys got your permission slips from your misses, looks like we're going to be busy the next couple days..."

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"Fuck me! What's in this thing, lead weights?" Maverick growled as he tried to lift the large crate they were to return to the town.

"What're you talking about?" A panting Akira asked as he walked over, trying to lift the box himself and finding it barely budged. "Those cheating bastards...try the other one!"

"No good, it's even heavier..." Maverick panted as he tried the box marked for the other team.

"Fuck it, let's all lift this thing then..." Akira growled, getting his entire team to help lift and carry the crate over to their sled. With great effort and a lot of struggle, they finally managed to shift the weight, cutting into their lead by a substantial amount.

"We need to move, I can already see them gaining on us!" Storm growled out, looking back along the trail from where they'd just come.

"Let's move, ladies!" Akira ordered, climbing back into his harness and attaching himself to the sled. Once his team was hooked up, they began to pull, finding the sled barely moved an inch no matter how hard they tried.

"Fuck, this is bad!" Maverick hissed as he hopped off the sled and tried to push, finally getting the sled moving slowly.

With a growing sense of urgency and panic setting in, Akira and his team pulled and pushed the sled at a far slower pace than they thought they would be able to at the start, finding their energy was already waning. Sure enough, with the town just coming into sight, Ace and his group jogged past at a comfortable pace with a series of mocking "howdy's" and even Tank bellowing a "Lovely day for a stroll, ain't it?" to the laughter of his team.

By the time Akira and his team finally made it to the finish line, Ace and his group were standing around and sipping their drinks while they waited. The large malamute wandered over to a gasping Akira, patting him on the back mockingly as he said "Tougher than it looks, right?"

"Fuck....*gasp*...you....*gasp*" Akira growled out and glared at Ace.

"Speaking of...meet us in the bathhouse, we'll claim our prize there...oh, and don't think about trying to skip out on us. Everyone in this "podunk" town is our friend, so you're not getting away that easy" Ace grinned and turned to head off to the bathhouse down the road, followed by his team and a few other interested parties that had a vested interest in the race.

Just as promised, Akira and his team found their rooms were locked and no one would allow them to make a call for aid. With no other option but to sleep out in the cold, the defeated group made their way to the bathhouse as instructed. Standing at the doorway to the main room where a heated shallow pool sat in the center, casting a light steam about the room making it difficult to see. Around the far end of the pool was Ace and his group, all rather naked. Scattered around the edge of the room on the padded benches were other townsfolk that seemed to have come by just to watch Akira and his group get their punishment.

"Y'all look mighty toasty in those clothes, best you strip before you go and give yourselves heatstroke!" Ace called out. Begrudgingly, Akira and his group did as told, shedding their clothing and placing their items in the shelves provided. Even though this was a men's only room, they still felt rather awkward walking around naked in front of a group of strangers.

The townsfolk grinned and watched on with glee as Ace's group got up and made their way over, taking their pick of the other team on who would be whose first prize. Of course Ace wanted to teach Akira a lesson, so the large malamute took the short staffy aside and back to his seat.

Maverick cowered as Tank grabbed him by the tail and hauled the snow leopard off to one of the padded benches beside the grinning mayor. Tundra seemed to take a liking to the spotty coat of Storm, the husky claiming the German short haired pointer as his first conquest. Winter and Yukon were always doing stuff together, so it was no surprise to anyone when they took Hunter and Nova aside to place them together too.

Ace settled back on a padded seat with Akira kneeling before him on the floor, the malamute smiling down at the scowling staffy. The large mutt made a show of parting his thighs to give Akira his first real look at the thick sheath and heavy balls he had to contend with, "See that pup? That's a real man's dick, best get acquainted with it, you're going to be seeing a lot of it the next couple of days. Go on, touch it..." Ace invited with a smug grin.

Akira glared up at Ace for a long moment, but there was no way out of this now. His hands reached up to grasp at the malamute's sheath, feeling the girth of the cock within as he gave a firm squeeze and stroke. Already the big dogs tapered tip was beginning to slip free as he fondled and fumbled with Aces cock when a muffled "Fuck you Akira..." caught his attention briefly. Looking over to where Maverick was, Akira saw the snow leopard playing little spoon to Tank. The large polar bear was lifting his upper thigh high to give the mayor a lewd view of his thick pink cock stretching the feline's ass out as he fucked him from behind. The snow rabbit sat stroking himself to the live show as Mavericks toes stretched and curled, over and over, his fluffy tail twitching and flicking with every clap of Tanks hips to his behind that send a slight jiggle into his soft furred balls now so lewdly exposed.

A pained muffled growl next drew Akira's attention to the opposite side of the room from Maverick, turning to look for the source of the sound, Akira saw it was Storm. The German short haired was being spit roasted by Tundra and a large moose he'd never seen before. "Hey, what the fuck?" Akira turned to growl up at Ace.

"What? We never said it'd just be us, we just agreed that you'd be our bitches for the next couple of days..." Ace pointed out with a smirk before pushing down on the base of his now erect cock to tap it against the staffy's muzzle suggestively. Akira growled but reluctantly agreed, they hadn't set any ground rules for the punishment and he accepted that was his fault. His lips wrapped about Ace's turgid member, beginning to suck and lick at the red length begrudgingly. Slowly he worked his way deeper onto the malamute's cock, but he was just too big to take comfortably. Every so often he'd lift his head off to gasp for breath, catching glimpses of what was happening with his team.

Hunter and Nova were bent over a bench with a small group surrounding them, Winter and Yukon had collected a few onlookers and gotten them to join in. The Golden Retriever and Black Lab were stuck in a seemingly never ending loop of strangers having the two young canines suck them off or back to fullness before moving back around to pump their asses full of cum. Already Akira could see the mess under his friends held aloft tails, there was no telling how many times each of them had been fucked by now.

Storm seemed relieved when the moose decided to wander over and join the group around his two friends, leaving him to deal with just Tundra. The husky making the German short hair sit in his lap, seeing as the moose had stretched him enough, Tundra guided Storm to sink down and onto his knot. The husky biting down on his shoulder a moment later as he climaxed inside the uncomfortable looking Storm, now tied in his lap, while glaring at Akira.

Maverick was still having a hard time of it, even though Tank had cum once or twice inside him, the big bear was still plowing his spotted behind. Akira watched as his friend was knelt on the bench with Tank using his tail as a handle to pull him back against his bucking hips. Even over the other groans and moans in the room, Akira could hear the bears hips clapping against the snow leopards behind. Though this time around, Maverick's own groans would be muffled as he had the mayor's stiff cock in his mouth with the snow rabbit gripping his ears and bucking into his maw, giving him the same treatment as Storm had just endured.

"Listen up, losers. This is the moment you've all been waiting for..." Ace suddenly barked out to get everyone's attention. Akira found himself grabbed and hoisted off the floor to be turned about as the malamute caught him in a full Nelson. Akira stared wide eyed down at the thick slick red cock poised right against his asshole threateningly, the entire room watching as Ace stood up while lowering him down. The staffy gritting his teeth and growling as he struggled against the big canines grasp, but it was no use. Ace was just too strong; slowly the thick hot cock below worked its way up into his guts, forcing his pucker painfully wide. He wouldn't get a moment to adjust to the feeling either, no sooner did Ace's large knot kiss his pucker then would the big mutt begin bouncing and bucking the smaller staffy up and down on his cock as if he were a mere fucktoy. Every thrust being accompanied with a pained yip or yelp, but what was worst of all was the look of satisfaction on his own teams faces. They knew he was the reason for them being in this situation, but now he was finally getting fucked too.

"Just think, two more days of this...you boys might want to keep your traps shut from now on or you'll be whistling whenever the wind blows just right" Ace mocked as he hammered his pulsating cock up into the whining staffy's behind, holding him almost bent in half. Akira groaned as he watched more and more townsfolk entering the bathhouse too, knowing they were now the main attraction in this shitty little one horse Podunk town. The next couple of days promised to be very long and difficult...