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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.

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Foreword: Yes, another story in a day, I'm on a roll...what can I say >.> Blame Isiat and his collection of talented writers.

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"Not so rough" the vixen groaned as his hips slapped against her inner thighs loudly, clutching the pillow beneath her tightly.

"Why, thought you liked it rough, slut!" Kelly snarled, hugging the vixen's leg against his chest while he straddled her lower leg. His thick ruby red cock stretching her cunt wide as he hammered her hard.

"I'm not a slut..." she groaned pathetically as Kelly wrung another climax from her; what was that now, number six or seven? She couldn't remember, her brain felt like mush, just like her pussy. Kelly had lived up to his reputation, he was a goddamn fuck machine and he'd fucked her cunt raw. Melissa huffed and moaned wantonly, she damn near hyperventilated when she came hard for him again.

"Wedding band says otherwise...slut" The tiger striped wolf hybrid replied mockingly, his broad pink tongue licking along one of his saber-tooth fangs predatorily. Kelly Kelso loved fucking women, especially married women, and Melissa was just the latest in a long line of notches in his cuckolding belt. She'd heard of him long before he even got transferred to her husband's base; hell, she'd been the one to seek him out and make it easy for him this time. It was like shooting fish in a barrel, while her husband was deployed around the German border, Kelly was back home laying pipe in his marital bed.

Kelly Kelso was an asshole of note, he had no real friends, at least no one whom would publicly admit to being his friend at any rate. He did however have a long list of names he'd fucked over the years, one way or another. Most of them were married when they met him, less than half of them remained that way after meeting him though. Not that they wished to pursue him and make an honest man of him, no, he just came into their lives long enough to ruin them. Worst of all, he wasn't even ashamed of what he had done, in fact he was actually proud of it.

"Still with me, slut?" Kelly asked when the married vixen he still had his cock buried in fell silent, but he got no answer. The wolf hybrid smirked to himself; he'd fucked another one into unconsciousness. Being the bastard he was, he intended to leave his infamous calling card anyway. With surprising gentleness, Kelly withdrew his slick cock from Melissa before tenderly rolling her onto her belly. Soon his hefty meat was sandwiched between the firm globes of her near perfect ass. "Hey Mel, if you don't want me to stick it up your ass, just say no...okay?" he asked softly with a lecherous grin. As expected, no answer came from the vixen. "I did ask, you didn't say no..." he idly mused while he gripped and lifted her bushy tail with one hand, the other grasping his thick spear to guide his tapered tip to the little pink indent of her star. With firm and steady determination, Kelly wiggled side to side as he pried the married vixen's asshole apart to gain entry. With a satisfied growl, he fit the first couple of inches inside her with barely a groan from the passed-out woman. But he wanted her to groan, he wanted her to feel it, in an odd ironic way he felt it was his way of punishing this slut for cheating on her husband.

Melissa had scolded Kelly when he'd first suggested anal, she had said she wasn't that type of vixen. But look at her now, the bitch had half his trunk up her shitter and she was barely making a sound. Kelly leaned down over her, nipping at her shoulder before growling into her ear "For an anal virgin, you take dick up the ass better than those Nancy Navy boys."

Damn she was tight, tight enough that he almost believed she was a virgin back there. If she was, even better for someone like Kelly to be the one to deflower her asshole. He'd been close to cumming himself just before she had passed out, now with such a tight pucker squeezing down around his cock and threatening to cut off his circulation, Kelly couldn't think of any better place to finish. With one hand gripping the base of her tail like a handle, the wolf hybrid leaned over the prone vixen as his hips began to slam down roughly into the married vixen's backside. Kelly grinned smugly to himself; he'd fucked her so deep into a cum coma that she wasn't even registering his fat cock was slamming home in her tailpipe. He could feel it in his large dark furred balls, he was about to cum. If she'd been awake, he'd have opted to cum inside her cunt instead. Maybe leave her with the worry of getting knocked up by him and having to explain the strange looking bastard she'd birth in nine months to her husband, whom hadn't been home in a year by that point. But the dumb bitch had passed out, so he wouldn't get to see the panic in her eyes when he refused to pull out as he came. Instead, he would just take his cruel pleasure from her by fucking her ass and seeding her there instead, making sure she'd feel it for days after.

With a savage snarl, Kelly raised his head and climaxed hard, spilling hot seed deep up Melissa's back passage. His large balls tucked up neatly against his scrotum as they hitched and jumped with each hot rope firing from the little cumslit of his tapered cocktip. All while he ground his thick knot under her tail and spread her cheeks wider with it, Kelly was more than a little tempted to try make the slut take it too, but he had places to be and couldn't afford to get stuck with her this time. The saber-toothed-wolf hybrid remained buried up the cheating cunts backside until he felt himself begin to soften finally, only then would he pull back and out of her. As he always did, he grabbed his phone to snap a few pictures of his seed glazing her angry red asshole as a memento of his latest conquest.

Melissa barely stirred as he climbed out of her bed, the large wolf hybrid moved over to her cupboards and began opening the doors one by one until he found what he was looking for. Angling the door just right as he struck a pose that caught him in all his nude glory, especially his still glistening impressive cock. Kelly snapped an image of himself in the nude, with Melissa laying naked and very obviously well fucked on the bed in the background. "Wish you were here" he typed on her phone before sending the picture to her husband's number, then on second thought sending a copy to himself too. By the time Melissa eventually woke up, Kelly would be long gone and she would have dozens of missed calls and angry texts on her phone to deal with.

A royal blue Pontiac Trans Am with a golden phoenix outline emblazoned on its hood roared down the backroads out of the small town of Medical Lake, heading toward the nearest bar. Inside was a large ebony furred wolf with saber-toothed tusks, his long messy silver and black striped hair blew in the wind as he raced along the road, well over the speed limit. His long fluffy feline like tail curled and tapped to the heavy drums in his blaring rock music, his favorite classic rock band "ToneDef Tiger". He was an imposing figure to most, well built and muscled, strong as an ox and damn near hung like a horse. From his thick mane of hair, down to his "trail of glory" which began just beneath his belly button and ran down to similar black and silver thicker fur about his crotch. Even with his "natural" look down south, the saber-toothed-wolf hybrid still sported an impressive set of sheath and balls. He knew he cut a damned fine image when naked; his dull grey fur running from his inner thighs, over his fun bits and up to his chest was surrounded by obsidian black fur over the rest of him, save for the silver tiger stripes along his back and down along his long fluffy tail.

The only thing he loved more than fucking married women in the world, was his Pontiac. Estelle; named after his cheating whore of a mother. She'd been an ebony furred wolfess, a damn gorgeous one at that, but if she'd been faithful to her husband, Kelly would've been a pure wolf. Instead, she spread her legs for a visiting saber-toothed soldier, the dumb bitch hadn't been smart enough to use protection or even ask him to pull out. Nine months later and the bastard known as Kelly Kelso had been born into the world without a father figure to guide him. So, in reality, his bad behaviour was all his mother's fault to begin with.

Just as Kelly raised the beer bottle to his lips, red and blue lights flashed behind him, along with the telling blaring siren. As there were no other cars anywhere around, Kelly knew they were signalling him. In a last-ditch effort to stick the middle finger to the boys in blue, Kelly tossed the half empty bottle out his open passenger window and into the corn fields he was speeding past. Briefly he considered just trying to outrun the cops, but as he tried to wrack his brain, he couldn't remember having any outstanding warrants recently so they'd probably just let him off with a warning. The large wolf gently pulled to the curb and slowed to a stop, sitting and waiting as the cops undoubtedly ran his plates. Eventually he spotted movement as their car doors opened and both officers exited their vehicle, one approaching on either side of his own.

"Good evening orifice, I mean...officer. What seems to be the problem?" Kelly asked with a shit eating grin as he looked up at a scowling German shepherd in uniform.

"Son, now is not the time for jokes. Do you know how fast you were going...and is that beer I smell on your breath?" the old dog asked with a barely restrained growl. Clearly, he was having a serious sense of humour malfunction today, Kelly thought.

"Don't forget the littering sarge, willing to bet that was a beer bottle he yeeted out the window" a much younger golden retriever officer spoke from the other side of the royal blue Pontiac.

"Yeeted? Is that professional lingo, officer dipshit?" Kelly sneered at the much younger cop. Man, they really would let just anyone wear a badge these days.

"Sir, step out of the vehicle...now" the German shepherd ordered, taking a step back and placing his hand at the holster of his pistol to show he wasn't joking around.

"Damn, what's got your panties in a bunch?" the wolf grumbled and begrudgingly exited his vehicle, turning to lean against his hood as the older officer nodded toward it commandingly. "Just warning you now, I don't have a weapon in my pants, at least not the kind you fellas are looking for" Kelly joked about the obvious bulge in his jeans, before looking over at the younger officer whom happened to look down at his crotch on instinct. "Then again, looks like junior enjoys a good bone every now and then" he teased, laughing when the younger dog turned bright red and began stammering.

"Shut it" The German shepherd ordered while he began to frisk Kelly, patting him down from his shoulders, across his broad chest and down over his belly. Kelly raised a brow when the old dogs hand brushed over his crotch and lingered a little too long, he could've sworn the perv even groped at it lightly too! But when the officers' hands patted back to his firm, toned backside, he felt fingers dip inside his pocket and withdraw something. "What's this?" the older officer asked as he tossed a small dime bag of white powder onto the hood of Kelly's Pontiac.

"What the fuck? That's not mine...you planted that!" The wolf hybrid growled, about to turn around when the old dog slammed him down hard onto the hood of his car. The younger cop quickly joined in to help restrain the large wolf as they slapped the cuffs on him, making them too tight and painful in the process.

"Son, possession in this county is a serious crime. You were already headed for the slammer for just driving under the influence and littering along a national road. But this; son you are in a world of trouble!" the German shepherd growled and hoisted Kelly back up to his feet before wrestling him over toward the cop car.

"I didn't fucking do anything, those drugs aren't mine, you have to believe me!" he growled angrily, but it was no use. Every druggy said the same thing when they were caught, only he wasn't some lowlife druggy.

Even though he was relatively new to the area, Kelly knew they were not headed back to the station when the cop car pulled onto a dirt road and headed toward what looked like an abandoned barn a few minutes after they'd started driving. He didn't know what was going on, but it wasn't good; they'd pulled inside the barn and the younger officer hopped out to close the barndoor to hide their vehicle from the road not far away.

"What the fuck is going on?" Kelly demanded to know, but he was just met by the old dog holding a finger up to his lips to silence his prisoner.

"Station, what's the update on that royal blue Pontiac, over?" the German shepherd keyed his radio and waited.

"Registered owner is one Kelly Kelso, outstanding warrants for DUI, Aggravated assault, breaking and entering, possession...phew boy, best be careful of this one Carl. Sounds like a doozy!" the person in the control room replied.

"What the fuck! That's all bullshit and you know it!" Kelly growled and kicked against the cage separating him from the German shepherd.

"Son, the way I see it, with a rap sheet like that, if you don't cooperate with me and I hall you in to the station, you're going away for a very long time. Understand?" The officer turned around to grin at Kelly.

"This is a set up...I'm being set up!" The wolf hybrid tried to argue.

"Even if that's true, you've got no way to prove it. Even just with the drug possession charge, which my partner will confirm, we can lock you up for a good amount of time. Unless..." the old dog left it hanging, waiting to see if Kelly would take the bait.

"Unless what?" he cautiously asked, narrowing his amber eyes at the old mutt sceptically.

"Unless you agree to do everything we say, and I do mean everything. If you do, I'll see what I can do about correcting your record for you" the way the officer grinned at him, it was obvious he meant he'd expunge Kelly's record of all those false accusations. If he didn't, the moment Kelly stood foot inside another town, they could just as easily lock him up again, for no good reason.

"Fine...what do I have to do?" He reluctantly agreed, glaring openly at the two grinning officers.

"Help us make a special video. You see, we make select videos for private clients. Only, they don't want professional actors with fake tits and such. They want average, decent looking folk, real people...y'know?" the German shepherd answered honestly.

"You want me to make a porn video for you?" Kelly asked with a frown, his eyes shifting back and forth between the two officers with obvious confusion.

"Bingo!" the younger cop replied while tapping a finger to his nose.

"Gentleman, you're in luck. If there's one thing I'm good at, it's fucking!" Kelly grinned and laughed, figuring he'd lucked out on a scam for once. At worst he'd get stuck with some homely fat stay at home soccer mom, but at least he'd get his dick wet in exchange for having the false entries on his record expunged.

The two officers helped Kelly out of the cop car before guiding him to the back of the barn, where there was a trapdoor that led down some stairs to an old storm shelter which had been converted into their private studio. The back of the well-lit room was made up to look like a bedroom, but there were dozens of cameras mounted into the walls and on tripods to catch every possible angle.

The younger officer undid his handcuffs finally, before returning behind the cameras with his partner, where the old dog pressed a button to begin recording as he mouthed the word "strip" to Kelly. Showing he was not shy, the wolf hybrid began to remove his clothing, unbuckling his leather belt before slipping it free of the loops on his jeans. His black and white Mewtallica shirt being pulled up and over his head to reveal his hairy toned chest, being dropped atop his belt a moment later. His boots were kicked off next, followed lastly by his jeans. As Kelly didn't wear underwear, he was now standing naked before the two officers and all their cameras in all his glory.

Again, he frowned when the German shepherd raised his hand and gestured for Kelly to turn around and bend over. Reluctantly he did as told, turning about and bending forward a little as directed. "Raise your tail" one of the officers hissed softly, but it was not something he was accustomed to doing. But he supposed they just wanted to get a nice view of his ballsack from behind, so who was he to deny his audience a good look at his infamous baby makers?

"Nice ass" a deep voice boomed off the walls of the subterranean bedroom. Kelly stood up and turned around to see two large men enter. He was a big boy himself, so it wasn't often he had to look up at anyone. But the large moose and boxer whom had just entered the room behind him, as he was showing off his assets, towered above him.

"Rocky...Bullwinkle" Kelly smirked up at the two massive brutes whom were either too dumb to catch his joke, or just didn't find it funny. "Where's the bitch?" he asked as he tried to peer past the two large men and see whom the lucky, or perhaps unlucky lady was that would be taking the three of them on at once.

"Right there..." The large moose replied with a smug grin when he poked a finger hard enough into Kelly's left pectoral that it felt like he'd been shot.

"Wait, what? I'm no bitch, I fuck asses, I don't get mine fucked!" He growled up at the moose before looking past him at the grinning German shepherd officer. "Mother fucker..."

"Today you do son. Either you get fucked by these two here and now, or you take your chances with twenty-five to life of getting fucked in a state penitentiary" the old dog replied nonchalantly.

"Fuck you!" Kelly growled and made to rush the old officer, only to see stars when the boxer lived up to his species name and clocked the wolf with a solid left hook. The wolf hybrid stumbled back and rubbed at his aching jaw, working it a few times to make sure it wasn't broken, because it damn near felt like it was.

"No, we're going to fuck you" The moose confirmed, advancing on Kelly as he struggled to escape. It was of no use, the damned monster was stronger than he looked as he easily overpowered Kelly and slammed him up against a wall, knocking the breath from his lungs. "We can do this the easy way, or the hard way. Keep fighting, please, I'm begging you. I love when my bitches struggle. I love knocking their teeth out, makes the dick sucking so much better" the large beast of a man growled softly into Kelly's ear.

Kelly knew he couldn't handle the moose one on one even, but he wasn't even alone. There was no way he could overpower the moose and the boxer; even if he could, there were still the two cops to contend with and they had weapons to assist them. Even worse, if he did escape this fucked up situation, his record had been tampered with, so he'd just end up on the run as a fugitive and it would only be a matter of time before he was caught and sent to prison anyway. "Fuck...fine...fine, I'll do it...the easy way" the wolf hybrid eventually agreed with low growl.

"Good bitch" the boxer replied while he began to strip out of his white tee-shirt and cammo pants. Kelly's nose wrinkled as he soon spotted the hefty sheath the dog was sporting; it almost rivalled his own; this was going to suck big time.

Soon all three "stars" were naked and standing before the camera, it was an odd sensation to feel so small. But as tall as he was, Kelly was only shoulder height to the other two men, they also had a fair bit of bulk on him as well, most of which was muscle judging by the shape of them.

"Kneel" Bullwinkle ordered first, pointing at the spot on the floor directly in front of him, the boxer moving over to stand beside him.

"Suck" the boxer followed up with, as he grinned at his friend. Both large men stood idly by with their hands at their hips while they stared expectantly down at Kelly. The wolf hybrid growled up at them, they weren't even hard yet! Reluctantly he reached out to grasp and grope at their sheaths, shuddering at the feeling of caressing another man so intimately, or rather men as he had one in each hand.

"I've had better handjobs from a cactus, you're pathetic!" Bullwinkle snorted, grabbing Kelly by one of his ears and roughly tugging his face against his musky crotch. Kelly growled as he felt the moose's sheath begin to plump up against his muzzle and cheek. At least the display seemed to excite the boxer as well, soon the canine was beginning to sport a bit of pink flesh peaking from the rim of his sheath as well finally.

As much as he didn't want to, Kelly knew what had to be done. Slowly he leaned forward and began lapping at the canines slowly emerging cock, while resisting the urge to hurl himself. He didn't know how all the bitches he'd fucked did it, the taste was disgusting, but so too was the texture and warmth. It didn't get any easier when they started getting hard either, the feeling of a growing cock against his tongue and in his mouth made him almost physically ill, but he kept at it. Kelly especially hated it when either the boxer or moose gripped behind his head and held his maw deep down on their cock, feeling their tips nudge against the back of his throat and threatening to activate his gag reflex.

"Play with our balls too, bitch" the boxer panted with a sadistic grin down at the smaller wolf hybrid. Kelly glared up at him while his lips were wrapped about the canine's cock, shifting his palm back between the mutts' thighs to cup and fondle his heavy ballsack. It was tempting to just grip, twist and rip once he had a handful of boxer balls in his hand. But he knew that would just result in a broken jaw at the least, or years of jailtime at the worst.

"He's getting better at this, think I might actually cum for the little slut at this rate" Bullwinkle huffed while he held Kelly's maw down on his thick pink cock, his hips lightly bucking into the struggling hybrids mouth.

"Yeah, me too. He ain't half bad, for a bitch" Rocky replied while humping into Kelly's hand currently stroking his cock.

Goddamn he wanted to dick punch the both of them so bad right now, but it wasn't worth it. Kelly growled as he glared up at the two muscle bound freaks, his nose wrinkling again as he felt the telltale signs of their impending climaxes. The moose was first to start, his cock was starting to throb and pulse harder against Kelly's tongue, producing more of that disgusting salty precum that made the inside of his mouth feel uncomfortably slick. Rocky wasn't far behind either though; Kelly had spread enough seed to know how a dick behaved just before the moment of climax and the mutt was showing those signs in spades.

Thankfully the moose didn't try force him to swallow, he knew he'd have tossed his cookies immediately if he was made to swallow another dude's baby batter. Not that the alternative was any better, with obvious practiced skill, to make it look better for the camera, Bullwinkle tugged Kelly's head back painfully to force him to look up at the pair of dickbags right as they let loose. Kelly was forced to take his first ever facial, closing his eyes as to avoid getting blinded by their cum, but he could still feel every uncomfortably warm spurt spattering against his muzzle and face. Some even made it to his chest and into his thick fur there, marking him with their scent.

Even before their mixed cum began to cool, the wolf hybrid was hauled back up to his feet and turned about to be pressed up against a wall. His arms were twisted painfully behind his back to prevent him from fighting back, the reason quickly became apparent. While his wrists were pinned almost between his shoulders, then someone gripped and lifted his long striped and fluffy tail. This allowed the other person to grip one of his buttocks to pry it aside and expose his little silver virgin hole to the watching and recording cameras behind him.

"Looks pristine to me, still got that nice factory seal" Rocky commented as he leaned to one side to get a better look at Kelly's as yet untouched asshole.

"Is that true, bitch? Never taken it up the shitter before?" Bullwinkle asked before he raised his hand to begin sucking at two of his thick sausage fingers.

"No, I'm not a...bitch!" Kelly hissed and growled when the moose's thick fingers jammed right up his rectum, stretching his little silver asshole wide. The wolf hybrid bucked and squirmed against the intrusion, but the moose wouldn't let up, he just kept jamming his thick fingers deeper and faster between Kelly's silver striped, black furred rump cheeks.

"Not anymore it ain't!" Bullwinkle laughed as he kept Kelly squirming and growling while he pumped his digits in and out of the no longer untouched hybrids asshole. "Nice little fuckhole you have here, bitch. Can't wait to feel it around my cock," the moose threatened before sinking a third digit up his captive's tailpipe without warning.

"Fuck!" Kelly yelped at the third digit; he'd barely started getting used to just the first two! Unfortunately, he knew what the two brutes were packing, thanks to having to suck them off only moments ago. He knew what was coming would be infinitely worse than just those two or even three fingers. For a brief moment Kelly considered taking his chances in prison, perhaps they'd put him somewhere he would be the alpha dog in the yard and wouldn't have to take it up the ass. No, that wouldn't do. He had no desire to fuck other guys, almost as little interest as being fucked by other men. But if enduring this meant he could continue fucking women, especially married women, then it'd be worth it. He just had to keep that goal in mind and he'd be fine...hopefully.

The two officers grinned smugly while they watched Kelly being manhandled so easily, they especially enjoyed the pained sounds he made as the moose fingered his tight ass. They made sure to get a nice closeup on the moment of his defloration, their slow motion ultra-high-definition camera capturing the moose's fingers in exquisite detail as they pried his silver asshole apart to sink within. Their client was going to love this video, hell they might even post it to a commercial adult website too and earn some extra cash. Their client hadn't forbidden them from doing so after all...

"Ready for your first cock, slut?" Bullwinkle chuffed into his ear before nipping at it painfully with his blunt teeth while he positioned himself behind the pinned wolf.

"Fuck no..." Kelly replied with a pained growl, he hated knowing what it felt like to be on the receiving end of that talk now. Not that it'd stop him from doing it again in the future, hell, if anything, after this ordeal he'd earned the right to use it even more liberally.

"Too bad!" The moose huffed and withdrew his fingers from under the hybrids striped tail, only to replace them with the tip of his cock. He more than half expected Kelly to beg him not to, but the damn bastard's pride wouldn't let him. Fair enough, he supposed, he'd just have to make him beg. With a firm and steady push forward of his hips, Bullwinkle began to inch his thick veined length between the wolf hybrid's silver striped cheeks. Leaning back to get a better view of the entry as he grabbed a handheld camera from the younger cop, the moose zoomed in on the little silver star being forced wide around the girthy pink member. Just like the seasoned professionals they were, the young cop lay on his back between the moose's spread feet, his own handheld camera aimed upward to catch the angle from below of a nice fat pink shaft slowly being swallowed just above and behind the wolf hybrids large fuzzy orbs.

"Beg for mercy, slut" Rocky teased Kelly as he watched the hybrid clench his jaws almost hard enough to crack his own teeth. He was almost impressed the bitch hadn't made a sound yet and Bullwinkle was already almost balls deep up his shitter.

"Fuck...you..." Kelly growled out, his gaze remaining dead ahead as he refused to acknowledge the grinning canine beside him.

"I will, after my friend gives you a nice cum enema" the boxer replied with a laugh, giving Kelly's long striped tail a painful tug upward in retaliation and making him growl louder again.

"Fuck he's tight...for a slut" Bullwinkle huffed out, finding the hybrids hole was indeed almost too tight and too hot around his prick. But goddamn if he didn't feel like the silkiest little bitch ever, he could happily fuck this boycunt all year and not get bored of it. The moose began to slowly withdraw from the growling wolf, barely making it halfway before the need to buck back in grew too intense. Soon he was rutting Kelly in slow, shallow thrusts. As the pleasure mounted and his camera work began to suffer, he traded holds with Rocky so they could get a nice clear and steady shot of the fucking. Bullwinkle was now pinning the wolf's wrists up behind his back and tugging up on his tail, which suited him even better. His hold on Kelly's long striped tail brushed the fur backward against the grain as he sought out the base of his tail to use as a handle. His thrusts were becoming deeper and harder, resulting in the wolfs hips bouncing forward and away; Bullwinkle intended to correct this infraction by tugging back on that tail to help speed up the fucking.

Rocky knew the signs all too well, he'd performed a few times with the moose and knew his tells. Shifting his position about a little, he got ready to capture the money shot. Sure enough, not a moment later, Bullwinkle extracted his thick throbbing prick from the slightly gaped silver pucker before vertical white pearlescent stripes began marking Kelly's back and rump. Only when Bullwinkle's climax began to subside would Rocky zoom in on the hybrids pucker, catching the first little dribble of moose seed from his winking asshole as it tried to close back to its natural state.

His torture was far from over however, even with his asshole still burning like someone had shoved a red-hot poker under his tail, Kelly was frog marched over to the dirty looking bed. At least some of the cum was being wiped off on the covers as he lay staring up at the ceiling. But his luck ended there and surprisingly quickly too, without a moment to recover, Rocky appeared with a grin above him.

"Just fucking get it over with already..." Kelly snarled defiantly up at the boxer, thinking it best not to spit at the canine just yet.

"You're a regular eager slut, ain'tcha?" Rocky retorted mockingly, briefly pausing to look back over his shoulder to make sure everyone was ready for the finale. Once he was satisfied they had positioned themselves and all their cameras, he leaned down and grabbed Kelly under his knees to lift and fold him. Bullwinkle reached out from behind them somewhere to grab the hybrids long tail and pin it to the bed so he couldn't cover his shame either. The moose took great delight in zooming in on Kelly's little silver pucker as it had almost recovered already and closed back up to a near virginal state, just for his friend to ruin all over again.

Kelly could fucking feel the moose smirking as he admired his handiwork beneath his tail, his asshole would be aching for days after this. Fucking jerk...but it was far from over. Perhaps his only saving grace was that Bullwinkle had opened him up a little, because Rocky sure as fuck was not the gentle lover of the pair. The damned mutt sunk himself down into Kelly's asshole in one rough thrust, even though he'd just taken a thick cock, the boxer still managed to make him cry out finally.

"Looks like it's up to me to give you that cum enema, slut" Rocky panted and drooled down over Kelly as his hips drove down hard into the hybrids vulnerable rear with thunderous cracks. Kelly didn't know what was worse, the thick cock buggering him, or the boxer's rancid breath and his constant drooling. It was like being fucked in the rain for Chris'sakes! Every drop of Rocky's hips against his rump sunk that thick canine cock deep, making it feel like he was being gut punched from the inside. But even that uncomfortable feeling wasn't his main concern, from his vantage point of staring up at his ass being fucked, he could damn well see the knot Rocky was sporting. Considering how they'd been treating him thus far; Kelly just fucking knew what the finale was really going to be.

Even though they were both happily married men, both officers were enjoying the show more than they cared to admit. Their blue slacks were tented and one of them even sported a little damp spot from his dribbling precum. The cameras caught every shiver, twitch and jerk of the saber-toothed wolf hybrid, even zooming in on his clawed toes spreading wide and clenching as Rocky bottomed out in him again and again. From their vantage point they could see every time the boxer ground his knot against the hybrids still resisting asshole, but he wouldn't be deterred. The German shepherd and golden retriever shared a brief look and a grin as they knew the time was about to come, they had a private bet going on whether or not Kelly would take the boxers knot.

"Take it...take my knot, bitch!" Rocky growled out as he bucked and ground harder against Kelly's reluctant asshole. As hard as Kelly tried to clench down and try resist it, he relaxed at just the wrong time when the boxer pretended to pull back in preparation for a deeper thrust. Instead, the bastard barely pulled back and inch before bucking forward. Kelly yelped and snarled painfully when the large fleshy orb stretched him obscenely wide and popped inside him, locking the canine in place under his tail.

"Fucker!" Kelly hissed and snarled as he felt Rocky give a few last, short and sharp thrusts before his cock lurched and began firing off hot ropes of cum right up his back passage. The sickening warm, slimy feeling made the hybrid squirm uncomfortably in an all-new way beneath the canine locked under his tail. The cameras behind them caught every second of it, even the little hitches and jerks of Rocky's balls as he fired off another salvo of cum into his latest conquest.

"Good bitch" Rocky panted and leaned down to give Kelly a slobbery lick from his chin and across his muzzle to between his eyes. "You guys ready for the grand finale?" he asked back over at the crowd watching.

"Wait...what? I thought you knotting me was the..." Kelly's eyes went wide and a strangled gasp caught in his throat. Behind them, the cameras caught the show of Rocky tugging his still engorged knot from the hybrids abused and gaping tailhole, a torrent of his seed spilling from between Kelly's striped cheeks and trickled down his back to drip to the bed beneath him.

"Did you get that? I don't mind doing it again if you didn't..." Rocky laughed and finally let Kelly's legs flop limp down onto the bed as his seed spilled from the hybrids ruined asshole.

"Nah, we got it..." The German shepherd replied with a laugh while he handed his younger partner a crisp one-hundred-dollar bill.

"Same time next week?" The moose asked while he started getting dressed again.

"I'll let you know, depends what our next client wants. For now, we need to send this to editing for General Hammond" the older officer replied.

"What!?" Kelly sat bolt upright and stared wide eyed at the grinning officers, the ache under his twitching tail briefly forgotten.

"Did you think it was chance we just pulled you over, son? Who do you think had your record changed and gave us your details?" The officer replied as he started to laugh. "You really shouldn't go around sticking your dick in other people's women, especially not a General. Now get your shit and get dressed so we can drop you back at your car, then get the fuck out of my town."