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"Awfully nice of you to finally make some time to design me a new outfit," Katy murmured. "You've been coming up with so many for mom that I'm starting to get a little suspicious of you two..."

Ira was happy to design clothes for any member of the family that asked, but he always gave Kyra priority when it came to who would receive an outfit first.

That accusation was enough to leave the silver fox blushing, but then, his cheeks were warm all the while: staring down his own sister while she was posing in the nude always flustered him, even when it had become a fairly common occurrence.

The young siblings needed a way to pass the time that summer, with Ira having no job to head back to while he was home from school, and Kyra having no job at all when she wasn't at the university.

Just modeling for his outfits was only going to eat up so much of that time, and already, Ira could see Katy stepping a little closer to his design table, her naked form moving with such a sway that she knew her brother would take notice...but she wasn't sure if he was feeling bold enough to step away from his laptop for a moment.

"Mom has a lot more outfits than you do," Ira finally spoke up, but he did have a tiny grin at the corner of his muzzle. "But that's because you just walk around naked most of the time, anyway..."

"Feels like it's a great way to keep you inspired to come up with new outfits," she teased. "But, I was thinking...perhaps you could try putting me in some different poses? Might be just the spark of inspiration you need to come up with your next big hit!"

She leaned over the edge of the workstation, her breasts hanging just enough to drape over the edge of his tablet and force the subject of her cleavage to demand his attention.

Ira was easily the timid one of the pair, but as he swallowed back a gulp and looked up, his sister's grin told of a certain intelligence: she already knew it was a struggle for him to finish, and his pajama pants were absolutely tented around the tip of his engorged cock.

"That's a pretty clever way to ask me to bend you over the edge of the bench for a fuck, but...if you're really that interested-

"I've been barking up that tree all afternoon, Ira."

"And I was trying to get some actual work done," he answered, his tongue sticking out for a moment. "But it's impossible to focus when you're filling the room with that delightful scent of yours..."

"You gonna come do something about it, then?" she asked, putting her brother up to the challenge and grinning wider as he stood from the desk. "You can do a lot more than bend me over, you know...I did say you could pose me however you wanted."

Ira snickered. "Not many better poses than that when it comes to lifting your tail and fucking you, but...I don't mind getting creative every now and again."

"You're always creative," Katy reminded him. "And I like it."

Spending so much time away from Ian meant that Katy was riddled with unanswered lust, and for the better part of the summer, Ira was doing all he could to fill in, but taking care of Katy's sexual appetite was a fulltime job; Ira was struggling to balance that with the legitimate design work that he had to take care of.

He only found help in his patience, when he started easing down the waistline of his pants...only to see the family van coming up the driveway in the corner of his eye.

"Honored to hear that, sis, but...we may wanna wait a little bit," he pointed out, seeing their father step out of the van with a slump in his shoulders. "I think someone else might need a little cheering up, first."

**

Katy could only be bothered to slip back into an evening robe, and Ira was forced to push his erection back between his legs, but the siblings were at the door when Gavin finally pushed it open.

Seeing their big, nervous smiles, he tried to force one of his own, but given the scent that lingered in the air, he already had an idea of what they'd been up to...or at least, what they were planning to do while he was gone.

"I see you two have been up to a whole lot while I've been gone," he greeted them with dry sarcasm, but it was the best that he could manage after such a stressful day in the office. "I don't suppose that either one of you ordered anything for dinner, yet?"

He stepped in and pulled his kids close for a hug, holding one of them in each arm, but it was a brief embrace, at best.

"Nothing yet," Katy admitted, the young hybrid giving her father a worried look. "Did you want us to make a call? We could just order takeout."

Normally, Gavin would have been happy to get into the kitchen to whip something up, but exhaustion and frustration with work were getting the better of him.

The fact that one of his wives was on a visit with her extended family while the other was out of the country for a lengthy business trip wasn't helping matters: they would have been able to give him plenty of motivation to whip up a dinner for the family if they were around, but knowing he wouldn't see either of them for another week, he would have been trying to fill from an empty cup.

"No, n-no...that's okay, kids. Just lemme wash off the workday, and I'll go ahead and get the grill fired up," Gavin offered. "I'm sure we've got some leftover chicken or pork in the freezer, right?"

"We've got some stuff in there, yeah," Ira confirmed. "You sure you don't wanna take the night off, Dad?"

It was an incredibly tempting thought for Gavin, who genuinely contemplated the possibility as he released his kids and eased the door closed behind him.

The idea of standing out in the yard with them as they enjoyed the pleasant weather of the summer, however, was a bit more tempting, even if it would prove to be more work for him in the long run.

"Very sweet of you two to offer, really, but...I think I can handle it. Besides, you two would rather have a proper, homecooked meal than some nasty takeout place, right?"

He knew the answer before he asked, but Gavin was still glad to see his children nodding their mutual agreement.

"Good...in that case, go ahead and get out whatever meat you'd like, I'll wash up, and we can spend the night hanging out around the grill," he offered. "Maybe we can all head out and grab some ice cream when we're done...might as well make the most of the weekend, right?"

Ira didn't seem all that worried about dessert, but he could see Katy licking her lips and nodding eagerly at the suggestion. "Sounds good to me, Daddy."

The silver fox rolled his eyes at his sister; for all her suspicion about the things Ira had done with Kyra, he knew that Gavin and Katy had fooled around before, in some way...but that common ground was going to come in handy before the evening was through.

"Great. I'll just be a minute."

Gavin ruffled each of his kids between the ears and walked through the front of the house, moving down the hallway toward the shower.

As soon as he knew they couldn't see him any longer, his shoulders caved into a fresh slump, and a long, heavy sigh escaped his lips; showers were never as much fun when they were taken alone, as far as he was concerned.

**

Gavin knew he said he'd only be a minute, but long after he'd actually washed the little bit of dirt and dust away from his fur, he was still standing under the streams of heated water, staring at the tiles and wishing that Kyra was actually standing there, instead of occupying the space of his fantasy.

It was one hell of a fantasy, with the grip of his paw taking the place of Kyra's womanhood...and the other paw, rather than bracing against the wall, was cupping the weight of his balls, flicking back and forth over his sack in an homage to the way that Trish had tasted his most tender flesh, before.

"Can't wait to see you two again...y-you...always take s-such good care of me after a long day..."

His eyes were already winced shut with delight, and his body was trembling as he neared the peak of a much needed release, but without the fantasy of both of his wives working on his body, he didn't think he ever would have gotten close to his first orgasm of the weekend.

He didn't know that he was discounting a pair of watching eyes, capturing his every move from the cracked open door of the bathroom and admiring the way that he played with his impressive flesh.

"You sure about this?" Ira whispered, knowing his voice wouldn't carry over the crashing streams of water. "I've never done anything like this with dad, before..."

"Trust me," Katy gave his back a gentle nudge, encouraging him to start sneaking. "I just...let's just say I have a really good feeling that he'll be happy if we do it."

Ira rolled his eyes. "A good feeling, huh? Just how many times have you done this for him?"

"Fewer times than I've done it for you ," she teased. "Now get moving!"

Ira wasn't afraid of the idea, but he was a little nervous to finally take a sample of his father's length; he couldn't pretend he'd never thought about it before, but unlike Katy, he'd never actually gone through with fulfilling those fantasies.

She was already licking her lips in anticipation of living out that fantasy again, but as naughty a thought as that was, another part of her wanted to watch her brother make the first move: she was perfectly fine with standing back and looking through the side of the shower at such a lewd display, unsure if she'd ever have another chance to see Ira in action on her father.

With Gavin's eyes winced closed and his paw retreating from his own length, his entire body gave a near-orgasmic shudder, but the feeling of something warm and unusually wet against the tip of his member pulled him further away from climax.

That was a first.

"Wh...what the hell...Ira?!"

Wide, innocent eyes looked up at their father as the flat of his tongue pushed up against the underside of a drooling, twitching tip, and a panicked gaze met with that, bewildered not just by the fact that his own son was taking a sample of his flesh, but that he looked so casual in the process of slurping the offered precum from the tip.

"When did you...w-wh... Katy? What in the world's gotten into you two?"

They'd stripped down just outside of the bathroom door, leaving Ira completely naked before his father in a timid posture, and Katy standing and putting her body on display, knowing all too well that Gavin would appreciate the show.

"Just an overbearing sense of love and affection for our father," Katy explained; Ira was too busy pushing the delicate flesh of his lips over the tip of Gavin's member, taking his time with that first, intimate taste...and much to his delight, be it a matter of disbelief or delight, Gavin wasn't pushing him away. "We could tell that something was wrong with you from the moment you walked in the door, daddy...you've been working yourself a bit too hard lately, and our moms haven't been around to help take care of you, so...we decided to step in for them. We hope you don't mind..."

She was stepping closer, but her sensual approach took a backseat to the way that Ira pushed inch after inch of his father's length into the depths of his maw and finally, right to the edge of his throat.

Just getting to sample such a forbidden act was enough to leave Katy dripping with anticipation, but she was putting her own needs to the side, thinking only of how kinky it would be to kneel next to her brother and share a kiss with him, all while trying to balance samples of her father's impressive manhood.

"I don't think I'd say that I mind, but...Ira...Katy...y-you two really don't have t-t-to do thaaaaaaat..."

He was already struggling to stay upright when Ira reached the very bottom of his shaft, and a deep, eager swallow pulled another sample of precum right from the orbs of his own father, but he wouldn't be allowed to gulp down that treasure on his own; Katy was simply too greedy to stand by and watch any longer.

Stepping into the shower and flipping her hair back, she kept those locked pushed out of the way as she dropped to her knees and nestled in right next to Ira, pushing against his cheek and forcing Gavin's length to spring free.

She caught it in the next instant, holding it on the end of her tongue and guiding it into the deeper reaches of her mouth without moving her paws from behind her head; she couldn't let her brother outshine her.

"There's a lot of things we don't have to do, Dad...but we want to," Ira pointed out, taking that opportunity to catch his breath and offer a kinder, softer smile than the devious grin that was currently wrapped around Gavin's flesh. "And if this will make you feel better, then we definitely want to do it."

Gavin didn't like the idea of lying to his kids: he'd always done his best to tell them the truth as they'd grown up, and even as adults, he kept that same level of respect and honesty with them.

If he was being completely honest in that moment, he was struggling not to empty every drop of stress that he felt right into Katy's gullet, but she was already pulling back from the base of his shaft, granting him what he hoped would be a few more minutes of endurance.

It seemed wrong to want them to keep going, but as Ira and Katy shared a knowing look, they clasped their paws together around the base of Gavin's shaft and brought their lips together around the tip, their lips meeting on either side of the impressive, vulpine shape.

"I've never seen you two w-work together so well," he admitted, bewildered not only by how amazing their efforts felt, but by the way that they'd coordinated their every movement to amplify his earthly delights. "Don't tell me y-you've been practicing for something like...t-this?"

With his paws free, Gavin pressed his palms flat against the wall, struggling to keep himself upright.

He'd been treated to pleasures and passions untold at the behest of his wives, and for a time, he didn't think anything would ever stack up to the sensation of Katy and Trish working together on his flesh, taking turns riding and tasting his cock.

His kids, however, were making a strong case for being every bit as talented as their mothers...and once more, they looked up to Gavin, their saliva dribbling down his shaft and mingling in the middle of their kiss as they kept at it.

I can't keep letting them do this, he thought. I know the right time to stop them would have been before they started, but...if I at least try to stop them now, maybe it'll be okay?

Having already gone further than that with Katy before, Gavin should have known that he was resisting in vain, but it was dragging out the process for his kids, who gleefully worked both sides of his shaft with their tongues and sampled the rewards of their efforts right from the tip, coating it in a fresh helping of spittle on each pass and milking fresh precum from the bottom with each mingled stroke of their paws.

Just getting to see those efforts would have been enough to push Gavin right up to the edge, and only the mental juxtaposition of enjoying himself so much was keeping the fox from going over the edge and painting both of their muzzles with a long overdue climax.

"No...t-this...this has to stop," Gavin grasped at his final straw, but if he pulled his paws from the wall, he knew he would have collapsed: at that point, he wouldn't have been able to keep his kids from sharing his maw and his cock in whatever fashion they desired, and he wouldn't have had the restraint to keep from playing right along with them. "You two are wonderful...t-the best kids I ever could have asked for, but you c-can't keep doing this!"

"...Hmmm..."

Katy paused, pulling back from her impassioned kiss. She licked her lips, leaned into Ira, and stole the sample from his flesh, as well, before giving her brother another look...telling Gavin that they'd planned for such a possibility.

"You're right, of course," Katy finally replied. "It wouldn't be right for you to waste such a huge load; you've been pent up for days , haven't you?"

"No, t-that is not what I mea-

"It's okay, Daddy. How about I help you get it all out there...and Ira gives you somewhere else to put it?" she offered. "Not like you wanna spend the rest of the night scrubbing it off the floor of the shower, after all..."

"Katy, you know that's not what I was t-trying...to...s-say..."

She was already slipping around his side and stroking a paw over his shoulder, making full use of the spacious area and hugging her father from behind with room to spare.

The weight of her breasts settled nicely against his upper back, and like the sinister voice in the back of his head that pushed him to such hedonism in the first place, Katy's words tickled across the back of his ear, a tempting whisper to follow through with what his body had already told them he wanted.

"Your body speaks for you...a lot better than your words ever have," Katy reminded him. "Just look at all that precum dribbling down...how hard you're throbbing right now...do you really think we'd let you finish your shower without taking care of that, first?"

Pressing her tits that much firmer against his body and affirming her position the same way that her mother would have, Katy took full control of the situation and pushed her father from behind, her legs straddling over the base of his tail and rubbing the silky warmth of her petals against the plentiful, vulpine fluff.

Already, Gavin could feel a greater heat spilling down his backside, and whatever resistance he still clung to was washed away by the dripping, trickling sensation of his own daughter's release...but hers wasn't from an orgasm, pleasant as it might have felt.

She was marking him from behind, letting the warm, golden abundance of her pee spill from her eager petals; she knew just what her father needed, and just what it would take to bring him around to the idea.

If nothing else, it provided a fantastic distraction for Ira, who was already spinning around and lifting his tail, but he could see that Gavin's head was crooked back and his eyes were winced.

He was going to miss the show, but then, both siblings had a part to play, and if Katy was going to twist and warp her father's mind, Ira was responsible for making sure his body kept pace.

"Nice and warm, isn't it, Daddy?" Katy asked, humping against her father's hips from behind and forcing the very tip of his well-lubricated cock to push against the pucker of Ira's tailhole. "But...tell me...which one of us is warmer?"

It should have been an easy answer: her juices were steaming, even in the already heated atmosphere of the shower, and Ira could see the trails of gold mingling with the excess water as it washed down the drain, right between his legs.

The true measure of heat, however, came from within, and Gavin didn't even realize what the naughty siblings were up to until the vulpine tip of his shaft sunk into the warm, welcoming entrance of Ira's pucker...and as much heat as Katy's offering lost as it spilled from her body, Ira was able to keep within himself and push back onto his father's shaft.

"Take your time with your answer, Daddy...but don't take your time with Ira," Katy whispered. "He's been desperate for some attention, too, and I can't give him this kind of treatment...not like you can, anyway."

After all his bluster about needing to stop and doing the right thing, Gavin had to rub his eyes and make sure he wasn't gazing down at Trish: their son was such a perfect blend of their mingled, vulpine genetics, but Ira was softer in the face and body, such that Gavin's mind was tricked for a moment as he took his son from behind.

Feeling how tightly Ira was gripping at the middle of his shaft, and feeling how easily the younger fox moved back against his length, Gavin decided to trust Katy's voice as the one of reason...and much to her delight, he pumped forth, burying his entire, impressive cock in Ira's passage and forcing the slack of his tail to grind against Katy's rubbing womanhood.

Just pushing back and forth was going to be enough to bring his kids to the peak of their pleasure along with him; they knew that Gavin had another level of skill that he rarely shared with them, but they'd still taken his abilities for granted.

"Ooh...o-oh fuck... Daddy...k-keep giving it to him, please!" Katy spoke for her brother as much as she did for herself, coating her father's tail in the very last of her spilling urine; where that ran dry, however, her plentiful arousal began staining his fur. "He's been waiting such a long time for this chance...you don't wanna hold back on him now, do you?"

Gavin was able to feel just how experienced Ira was, but on the other end of it all, the silver fox was wincing, realizing that his eyes were a little bigger than his stomach.

He knew his father was impressive enough, but for being a vulpine, he carried far more girth than Ira realized: it was almost unfair for the fun to reach a peak so quickly, but he was already throwing his hips back at his father with greater vigor than Gavin ever would have expected from him.

"No...I...I wanna fill him ," Gavin finally confessed, his quivering paws taking a hold of Ira's hips and forcing him to steady against the floor of the shower. His sack, already a little fuller than he would have liked, began slapping against the back of Ira's cheeks as he pumped that much harder, feeling his deepest passions released by the combined efforts of his loving children. "Just the s-same way that I filled you, Katy..."

" Do it!" she cheered, rubbing her pelvis against the very base of his trail and trying to sneak her own orgasm out of the unique arrangement. "Stuff his little ass, Daddy...s-show him just how much you love him!"

Ira's ears wilted as he took a typical, bashful posture. He could feel his own precum spraying into the slender valley of his tummy, only seconds before an incredible pulse filled his backside...and along with it, the impassioned cries of his father filled the shower.

"Fuck...fuuuuuuck, Katy...Ira...I'm cumming!" Gavin yelled out, raking his claws down the sides of Ira's hips and pounding into the lucky fox with just the right amount of pressure to bump against his prostate: seconds later, Katy and Gavin watched as the long, slender length of Ira's member twitched toward the floor and spit a fresh load of thick, creamy seed at the tiles, but he only growled low and held still for his father, determined to take whatever Gavin could throw at him.

Trembling against his backside and hoping he had another round left in him, Katy was panting, desperately close to her release...and wondering if she could convince her father and her brother to team up on her , next.

"That's it, Daddy...let it all out," she whispered, her voice taking the place of her father's muse and inspiring him to let out a few final, hammering pumps at Ira's willing backside. "Aren't you glad you decided to give this a chance?"

Panting and nodding, Gavin was delighted to feel a little kiss on his cheek from his daughter, knowing that his kids only ever wanted what was best for him.

They'd probably be getting takeout after all, but he was happy to make that trade, for what they'd have before the food arrived.