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It has been simply forever since I last posted anything, I know. I got busy with college and simply could not get myself into a good mood to write. The projects I did try to start never went anywhere, and projects I already had going (such as Portents series) felt off somehow. So I have started something new.

For now I will no longer work on Portents, in part because it has been so long that I doubt I can get into the mood for it again. Also, I want to work on a project where I am not committed to writing a hugely complete story arc.

That is actually what this is. It is the first in a story series that will be added onto for as long as I feel like I have good ideas for it. There is no promise on how long it will be, but I -think- it will probably end up around 4-6 parts in total. I hope to have at least one addition per week, though there may be more or fewer depending on my circumstances.

I have also decided that anything I write from now on will also be posted in PDF format on Fur Affinity (http://www.furaffinity.net/view/583373/) because I have found that it is often easier to read things when there are obvious pages instead of unending blocks of text. A friend also suggested that some people might prefer to print out things for reading, and PDF format is also friendly toward that.

One final thing. Any feedback is greatly appreciated, especially if you spot any errors or have any tips on what I could have done better.

-Kit Reshawn

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It was much too cold out tonight for what Tracey had on. According to the weather channel it was supposed to snow. Yet Sangie, the wolf he had met through an online singles site, had been very specific in his instructions, especially when it came to what he was to wear. So there he was in his tight fitting track shorts and an equally tight t-shirt while he stood outside a plain building that thumped rhythmically with the loud music played inside.

He looked back down at the slip of paper in his paw; the one Sangie gave him when they first met at Starbucks. With one paw he smoothed out some of the wrinkles it had accumulated from being held in his sweaty hand for so long, then compared the address on it to the one on the building. That had been almost all that was on the paper, an address and a date. Not even directions, those he had to Google. The only other thing on the paper was a note for the bouncers on the other side.

After a nervous swallow he walked up to the main entrance where he was stopped by a large raccoon. Tracey's eyes got wide while he looked up at the other man who towered over him with thickly muscled arms crossed over his chest. ''I need to see some I.D., kid.''

For a moment he fumbled with the paper in his hand, working to get it unfolded once more so he could show it to the raccoon. He heard a sigh and looked up to see the bouncer roll his eyes.

''If you are going to try a fake at least put some effort into it. Get out of here.''

Tracey folded his ears down and quickly handed the paper over. ''No, wait,'' he said, ''I was told to give this to you.''

He watched the raccoon roll his eyes once more then take the paper and start to read. After a moment the raccoon paused and looked back over Tracey, who tucked his tail between his legs just a little bit, and smiled. The bouncer then yelled back through the door.

''Jodie, get your ass out here. I need you to cover for me while I deliver this fox.'' They then waited quietly while the raccoon looked over him again with that same smile. It made Tracey wonder just how much the wolf had told the bouncers to get him into the club and he felt his cheeks flush.

Mercifully Jodie, a bear even more massive than the raccoon, arrived before too long. ''This the one Sangie told us about?'' Jodie asked, then gave Tracey a once over. ''Not bad.''

Again Tracey blushed and wondered just how much the wolf had been telling others behind his back, but kept quiet. Instead he obediently followed the raccoon through the doors of the club into a small room lined with benches. Up ahead he could see a set of double wide swinging doors with a round window in each one. Through them he could make out others dancing in ways that would make his mother blush and a lot of drinking. He could also hear the pound of the music more clearly, a heavy techno beat that could be felt even outside of the dance room.

But the raccoon did not lead him that way. Instead they went through a door on the right wall that led into a dimly lit hallway. Around a corner they started up some stairs to the second floor of the building, then up a second flight to the third floor. At the top the music was not quite so easy to hear and Tracey couldn't tell if the pounding he felt in his chest was from the techno or his heart.

The raccoon stopped outside of a door and knocked. ''Once you are in that room, you can't leave to wander by yourself. You have to have someone else with you the whole time you are in this building,'' he said.

Tracey nodded in response. ''Yes sir.''

A lazy squeak announced the door's opening and he perked his ears up almost immediately. At first he thought it was Sangie in the doorway, but after a moment he realized this was a different wolf. Smaller, but only by an inch or two, and with dark grey fur instead of Sangie's glossy black. His tail tucked between his legs when the wolf looked him over.

''Hey, thanks for bringing him up. We owe you one,'' the wolf said, ''You Tracey?''

The raccoon walked off with just a wave and headed down the stairs. For a moment Tracey watched him go, but jumped back to attention at the question.

''I am,'' he answered and shifted his weight from foot to foot.

''Well don't be shy.'' The wolf reached over and grabbed him by the arm to haul him into the room, then slammed the door. ''My name's Jace, by the way.''

The room was a lot like the living room in his house. There was a single leather couch, back to the door, that faced a simple but nice media center. Tucked off in a back corner was a small fridge with a padlock. Completely empty otherwise without even a carpet covering the tile floor.

Tracey's ears perked up almost the moment he entered the room as he spotted Sangie on the couch, slumped down in his seat. He walked over with Jace, tail swishing behind him, when Sangie's head tilted back and he sighed heavily. A second later a head popped up from Sangie's lap, a third wolf with brown fur, and he heard a soft zip of a fly. His cheeks flushed almost immediately, tail tucked back between his legs, when he realized what he had interrupted.

''Ah, there you are, foxy,'' Sangie said and turned around part way, ''I hope the bouncers didn't give you any trouble?''

He shook his head, still blushing, and while he looked at the third wolf and felt a bit of envy. The wolf noticed and made a little show of giving his lips a lick, then hopped off of the couch to retrieve a drink from the fridge. While the other wolf was up Jace claimed the vacant spot on the couch.

''I was able to get directions online,'' Tracey answered as he walked over to the couch to stand near Sangie. Up close it was possible to make out a faint musky scent in the air that sent shivers down his spine.

The large wolf eyed him and licked his lips, a hungry expression on his muzzle that filled Tracey's stomach with butterflies. He fought the urge to tuck his tail up between his legs again, though his ears were folded back part-way and his heart was still pounding inside of his chest in time with the heavy techno beat that rose up through the floor.

''Come over here where I can see you,'' Sangie said.

Tracey walked around the couch, knees a little weak so he rested a hand on the arm rest to help steady himself. When he walked past he could see Sangie eye his rump, so he lifted up his tail very slightly to give the wolf a better view.

''Where did you find this one, Sangie?'' asked the wolf by the fridge who then took a drink from his soda can.

Sangie ignored the question for a moment to look the fox over and licked his lips again. ''Website,'' he answered, then spun a finger slowly in the air. ''Turn around for us foxy. Let me get a good look at you.''

Tracey's ears folded down and he could feel his cheeks heat up, but he did as he was told. He made sure to keep his tail lifted up slightly so they would be able to get a good view of his ass. His vision swam a little bit, a sensation almost like he was in a dream of some sort and both sharpened his senses while giving everything a surreal quality. When his back was turned a paw suddenly brushed down over his back to his rump and gave it a firm squeeze.

A startled yip slipped out from his lips and he blushed at how childish he sounded. ''I like him,'' the third wolf said and gave Tracey another squeeze on the ass.

''Keep your paws to yourself, Riley,'' Jace said, a hint of a growl in his voice, ''Sangie didn't say you could touch him.''

''Sorry.'' Riley pulled his hand away. ''Couldn't help myself. He's just so cute.''

Sangie seemed to ignore the exchange, although his ear did flick twice while he listened. ''Running shorts?'' he asked, both eyes intently roaming over the fox's hips and the curve of his rump.

''They were all I had; you said to wear something tight and-''

The larger wolf quieted him with a wave of his hand. ''It's ok, they look cute on you.'' Sangie gave him another look over with a predatory smile. ''How about you come over here and kneel down where I can pet you?''

Tracey blushed deeply and looked at the spot Sangie had indicated with a brief gesture. It was right between the wolf's knees. He felt a shiver run down his spine and his mouth began to water. The thought of why Sangie would want him there made his heart race; he was worried he might start panting.

His body almost moved on its own and as he knelt into position he felt dizzy, almost like he was falling. Sangie's hand brushed along his muzzle and cheek before it moved to stroke under his chin. The wolf's scent was strong on his paw with a hint of musk that made his mouth water even more. His head was lifted up by a finger on his chin and forced to look up into the larger wolf's grey eyes.

When the hand left his chin to pet along his cheek once more he found it was impossible to look away from the piercing gaze. ''So, sweet little foxy, how about you tell my friends here what you told me back at Starbucks,'' Sangie said, his voice soothing Tracey and helping him calm down.

But the request still made him blush deeply and let out a quiet whine in protest. Truthfully, he wasn't sure why he had told the wolf so many things when they had first met. Things that he hadn't told anyone else. Even his parents didn't know most of it. Not even his closest friends knew everything. Yet he had told a complete stranger after just a couple of hours over coffee.

''What part?'' he asked.

Sangie chuckled at him and pet over the fox's ears. ''Oooh. All of it, my little kit.''

Another whine started to slip from his lips, but Sangie tapped his muzzle with a finger to silence it. A moment later the wolf replaced the finger with his lips. Tracey gasped, surprised, and in the moment his muzzle was open the wolf's tongue slipped into his mouth.

There was an electric feeling that seemed to pass from Sangie then, and Tracey found his whimper turn into a needy moan. Both of his ears folded down and he could feel how fiercely his cheeks were flushed. His tail hiked up a notch or two, which drew a chuckle from Riley. He didn't care, though, and pressed into the kiss.

It ended gently when Sangie pulled back for just a moment before he nuzzled the fox. ''It's ok, you can tell them,'' he whispered so his hot breath would brush over Tracey's cheek and ear.

A brief lick on his cheek when the wolf pulled back was enough to completely convince Tracey to do as instructed. He looked down at his knees, much too shy to say these things while looking at anyone, and licked his lips as he gathered the courage to speak. His tail tucked down between his legs; childish but he didn't care. He hugged it tightly to his chest and started from what he considered the beginning.

Tracey didn't leave anything out and was sure he told the wolves things he hadn't even said during the first meeting with Sangie. He explained how he realized he was gay at an out-of-state track meet when one of the other runners had rolled over while asleep to lay against him. Admitted that after he had found out about a rabbit that was gay he had approached the other boy and offered to suck his dick. Told them how that same rabbit had given him his first dildo.

It was the porn movie that was the most difficult for him to admit to, though. The whole time he told them about it his weight shifted from leg to leg, his tail quivering between his legs as he told them about how he had gotten it by sucking off a couple varsity boys on the track team. Then about how he had watched the porn, one about a fox getting his brains fucked out by at least a dozen wolves, and the ideas it had given him.

The whole time he spoke the wolves remained completely silent, but he could feel their eyes on him. Every so often he would glance up, and sometimes he caught them grinning or licking their lips while they looked at each other. It was a sight that made his stomach flutter and he would always quickly look back at his knees.

He felt Sangie's hand stroke over his ears lightly when he finally finished, and nuzzled against the paw with a quiet whimper. ''Good boy,'' Sangie said in that same soothing tone.

''Sangie, can we keep him?'' Riley asked while his tail thumped against the leather couch.

''I think he's cute too,'' Jace agreed. ''I mean, just look at the way those shorts cling to him.''

Sangie chuckled. ''What about you, Tracey? Does that sound good?''

That was a question he didn't even need time to consider and he nodded eagerly. Both Jace and Riley grinned. Sangie moved his hand down Tracey's neck and started to lightly scratch him there, then took hold of the smaller fox's scruff. The feel of claws pressed into the back of his neck made Tracey gasp and he lifted his rump up off of his heels when he felt Sangie pull up on his neck.

''Can I go first?'' Riley asked. His paw rubbed an obvious bulge on the front of his pants. The comment earned him a swift swat from Jace.

''Settle down,'' Sangie said and gave Riley a stern look that seemed to say 'behave yourself.' Once Riley calmed he turned back to Tracey and started to lightly pet over his face with his free hand. ''You have a very pretty fur coat,'' he commented.

Another soft whimper slipped through Tracey's lips, eyes looking up at the larger wolf. ''Thank you.''

The hand on his scruff let go and started to move further down his spine. He could feel the wolf rub at his back through the fabric of his shirt, claws still scratching at him lightly. A tingle spread out from wherever the wolf touched him and a couple of times the claws touched a spot so sensitive he would let out a gasp.

''How about you get this shirt off?'' Sangie suggested.

Without protest Tracey reached down and grabbed the hem of the t-shirt then lifted it up over his head in a single movement. Riley whistled a little bit, which caused the younger fox to blush, but again was quieted when Jace gave him a swat. Sangie just sat quietly with a smile of approval.

The air of the room felt cool on his bare fur, something that made Tracey wonder when he had started to feel so hot all over. He was on the verge of panting; his whole body felt feverish. Little drops of perspiration covered him in a light film as if he had just finished a 400-Meter Dash.

Riley came over, took the shirt from him, and tossed it into the corner after he gave it a brief sniff. At the same time Jace got up off of the couch and moved behind him. A moment later he felt the wolf's body press firmly up against his back. A bulge ground firmly against his rump while one of Jace's hands lifted his tail and pressed it firmly against his back.

Sangie's paw caught him by the chin before he could look back, instead directing his gaze up at the ceiling. A moment later he felt claws tickle his throat before they moved down to his chest. The paw on his chin kept a light upward pressure; just enough so that he knew he should keep his head up.

''Stay like that,'' Sangie told him. ''I am going to go get something. Do everything Jace says while I am gone.''

The paw on his chin left and Sangie's body came into view for a moment when he stood up from the couch. He heard the click of boots on tile while Sangie walked away, then the door squeaked back open before it slammed shut behind the wolf. Shortly after Sangie was gone Riley took his place on the couch.

Tracey instinctively started to look down at Riley when the wolf sat in front of him, but a sharp nip on his scruff stopped him. ''Keep that muzzle pointed up, kid.''

Riley giggled and reached out. He felt fingers run lightly over his chest, then let out a startled yip when his nipples were pinched roughly. When he tried to pull back Jace held him in place, the larger body actually pushing him just a little further forward. Another giggle from Riley filled his ears, and the wolf's paws left his nipples to drift further down his chest and belly.

''Think Sangie would care if we had some fun while he is gone?''

''Only if you start without my permission,'' Jace answered and the hands to stopped at the top of his shorts.

For a moment he thought the hands would pull back, but instead they just trailed around the waist band. Claws tickled at his sides which made him squirm, but Jace held him firmly in place while he was teased. The talons slipped just inside of his shorts, then pulled them a little bit away from his body and let go once more so the elastic band snapped back against his flesh.

At the same time he felt the hand on his tail take a more firm grip while Jace's free hand gave his rump a squeeze. The fingers slipped between his rump cheeks, a couple brushed against his tail hole, and before he could stop himself he let out a lusty gasp. Jace chuckled and gave his rump a firm squeeze while the hand on his tail pulled firmly up so that his rump perked just a little.

Tracey realized he was hard. Not completely, but his dick had slipped from its sheath and started to tent up the front of his shorts. He knew it was because of how the two wolves were teasing him, but his ears both folded back anyway as he blushed. Somehow he knew that both the wolves enjoyed that they could get him hard so effortlessly.

''Think he is ready?'' Jace asked rhetorically.

Riley licked his lips loudly. ''Looks ready,'' he commented. A moment later he felt the wolf's nose press up against his chest and could feel Riley sniff over his body, snout moving slowly lower. ''Smells ready too.''

Jace pulled the paw away from his rump and released his tail. ''Keep looking up at the ceiling just like you are, kid,'' Jace said and backed away slowly. ''Don't move now, Riley is going to get rid of those oppressive shorts.''

His tail twitched once Jace had backed completely away from him, but he kept it up in the air instead of letting it go between his legs like it wanted to. Riley's paws reached around and undid the snap that held the shorts up above his tail and then the claws teased their way back to his front. Although he thought his shorts would be yanked off right then, instead Riley teased along the waist band. Then a paw groped up between his legs and gave his balls a firm squeeze.

''I want to hear you whimper for it,'' Riley said. He did as he was told and let out a needy whimper, and then gasped when the hand let go of his balls to instead tease over the bulge in his shorts. ''Now whine for me, little fox pup.''

Once again he did as the wolf wanted, both of his ears pressed down against his skull and blushing deeply the whole time. The hand moved back to squeeze his balls once more and he was told to whimper, so he did. Then back up to tease along his now completely erect cock and told to whine. Riley repeated the process until he started to pant hotly and wondered if they would make him cum before his shorts were removed.

At last he felt the hands move back up to the top of his shorts, and then a gentle tug. The shorts slipped easily down his body, but moved so slowly. The waist band caught briefly on the tip of his cock, then snapped over it so he was left completely exposed to the cool air of the room. He heard Riley murr and lick his lips then yelped and fell forward as his shorts were quickly tugged the rest of the way off of his body.

Tracey expected Jace to scold him for moving, but instead a paw stroked over his head. He looked over at Riley, who was now relaxed on the couch with a paw inside of his jeans, and then glanced back at Jace. The wolf smiled at him, then gave his rump a light swat that made him jump.

''Back up on your knees like before, hon. And keep that pert ass of yours off of your heels. I'm going to teach you how to kneel properly before Sangie gets back.''

He did as the wolf told him. ''Where did he go?''

''Don't worry,'' Jace answered. ''Now, press your tail up against your back the way I had it before.''

Again he did as he was told. Jace's paws reached out to cup his rump cheeks almost the moment his tail was lifted up. They kneaded at his flesh and spread him wide enough that he let out a little gasp. A finger brushed over his tail hole and pressed lightly against it.

''Very good, now fold your arms behind your back and look up like before,'' Jace whispered hotly into his ear.

The sound of the wolf's voice sent a shiver through him and once again he did as instructed. He felt the paws leave his rump once he looked up, moved to his upper chest and lower back. Both pushed on him lightly so that he arched his body backwards. They held him firmly in that position for a moment, then pulled away.

''I can't wait to fuck his brains out like in that video he told us about,'' Riley said, a comment that made Tracey blush even deeper although he felt a twinge of excitement spread through him.

Jace chuckled softly. ''Me either,'' he said. The paws started to grope at his rump once more, claws giving his bare flesh small pricks as they combed through the short fur down there. ''Ok, foxy, last thing. Spread those legs of yours until your knees are shoulder width apart.''

Tracey blinked a little bit and then shifted his weight onto one knee. His other leg slid easily on the tile floor, although he moved a little slowly so he wouldn't accidentally slip and fall. The moment there was enough room he felt a denim covered leg slip between his thighs to hold them apart, followed by a second one when he parted his legs further still. Once again he felt Jace press up behind him, this time able to feel the bulge grind against his bare rump.

''Mmmm. Good boy,'' Jace said, ''From now on this is what we mean when we tell you to get onto your knees, unless we direct you differently. Got it?''

He nodded and shivered all over. The paws on his rump kept kneading his flesh tenderly for a few seconds before he got a light pat and Jace backed away. Then he was left to stay in position that way on his own while he listened to Jace walk back over to the couch.

''Alright, Riley, you can have some fun until Sangie gets back,'' Jace said and plopped onto the couch, ''Just don't get too carried away.''

''Thanks! Finally.'' He heard Riley shift his position on the couch and his ears perked up at the sound of a zipper. ''Come over here, foxy.''

Tracey looked down and gave his lips a lick at the sight that greeted him. He quickly edged closer to Riley, eyes locked onto the wolf's pink cock. A paw stroked over his head and quickly pulled him up so close his nose bumped into it. All he could smell was thick wolf musk. It was enough to make him tingle all over.

''Show me how you sucked that rabbit boy off,'' Riley said and gave Tracey a little scratch with the paw on the back of his head.

Eager, he reached up and took hold around the base of the cock then ran his tongue over the head a couple times. A little bead of pre-cum formed on the tip to reward him. He lapped it up while he listened to Riley moan, a soft sound that urged him to keep going.

The wolf moaned once more when he gave the pink member a firm lick that started at the base, and then quickly took the head into his muzzle once he reached the top. His eyes closed, lips wrapped tightly around the head so he could suck lightly. Both of his ears folded down slowly while he savored the vaguely salty flavor that filled his muzzle.

Riley's hands grabbed at him by ears then and the wolf pressed his hips suddenly forward. The wolf's member quickly filled his muzzle completely, shaft heavy on his tongue. He felt the tip slip into his throat which caused him to gag, but when he tried to pull back he felt Riley's hand held him in place.

''Its ok, you can take it,'' Riley assured him.

Tracey forced himself to relax and just managed to keep his gag reflex in check, thankful that the wolf was at least small enough that he could still breathe. His nose was pressed to Riley's pubic fur, the scent of the wolf's sex overwhelming him. Every so often he swallowed around the tip that was planted in his throat, and was pleased by the moans he could hear.

At last the hand on his head pulled away and he slipped back off of the cock until it was just the tip in his muzzle once more. The paw he had wrapped around the base worked over the shaft while he teased at the head with his tongue, free hand on the couch to support him. Pre-cum leaked onto his tongue steadily so that he needed to swallow a couple times to keep his muzzle from overflowing.

When he heard Riley let out a little gasp he took more of the wolf's cock into his muzzle and let go of the shaft so he could take hold of the furry sac instead. A trick that one of the boys on the varsity team had told him came to mind. He pulled the wolf's balls lightly away from his body to make it harder for Riley to cum.

''How is he?'' Jace asked.

Tracey pulled back again, tongue pressed firmly to the underside of the cock to milk it, so all Riley could do to answer was moan. He was about to repeat the action when the door to the room opened again and would have looked to see who it was except Riley caught him and pushed his head back down until about half the cock was in his muzzle once more.

The sound of boots on tile met his ears. ''Welcome back, Sangie,'' Jace said, confirming who it was. ''You're lucky, the show isn't over yet.''

Sangie didn't answer. The sound of boots came closer, then Sangie's paw replaced Riley's and held him still while a collar was slipped around his neck. It was cinched up snuggly, the leather pressed against his skin but not too tightly. Then there was a soft click sound of a lock mechanism engaging.

There was not much time for him to think about the collar, however. Riley gasped suddenly and he felt the cock twitch inside of his muzzle. He looked up at the wolf and was met with a set of hungry eyes that looked back down on him. The paw on the back of his head pushed him further down until half of the cock had been buried in his muzzle once more.

''Get ready foxy...'' Riley said, his voice tinged with lust.

He tried to pull back so there would be more room in his muzzle, but Sangie's hand on the back of his head held him firmly in place. The cock twitched again and filled his mouth with the taste of pre-cum. He quickly swallowed all of the pre with a shiver.

''Open your eyes and look up at him,'' Sangie ordered.

Tracey did as he was told and gazed up at Riley's hungry expression once more. That was what the wolf had been waiting for; he reached down, took hold of Tracey's head gently, and started to fuck his muzzle. The cock twitched in his mouth while it slid along his tongue, the tip angled so that it rubbed against the roof of his mouth.

Then Riley tensed up and rolled his head back, his cock completely filled Tracey's muzzle. He expected to hear the wolf howl but was surprised when instead it was a soft moan that accompanied the first splash of seed onto his tongue. A little bit of it leaked out of his lips before he could swallow it, but then Riley pulled back so that only the head in his mouth.

He focused on the salty taste of the wolf's cum and drank it eagerly. Both of his eyes drifted closed once again while he listened to the wolf moan, an almost silky sound. The force behind the spurts of cum died down gradually until the tip of the wolf's cock only drooled cum onto his tongue.

Riley pulled out of his mouth then and Tracey looked up in time to see the wolf milk the last bit of cum onto his muzzle. Some of it landed on his whiskers, the thick fluid causing them to bow under the added weight. Before Tracey could lick his muzzle clean Riley rubbed the cum into his fur.

''That will keep other boys from taking advantage of you,'' Riley said and winked.

Tracey blushed up at the wolf. ''It will?''

''Oh, of course,'' Sangie answered from behind, then pulled Tracey back up onto his knees.

One of Sangie's hands held onto him firmly by the chest while the other drifted down to his erection. It had softened slightly from lack of attention, but the moment Sangie touched it Tracey felt himself stiffen up once more.

''Tell me, foxy, did you get permission to spend the weekend with us like I asked?'' Sangie's paw started to work over the fox's cock.

He panted and nodded rapidly. ''I told them I would be staying with friends for the weekend.''

Jace licked his lips while he looked over Tracey, held helplessly exposed while his alpha pawed him off. ''Sure they won't suddenly get worried and figure out what you are really doing?'' he asked.

Tracey shook his head and whimpered. He had been hard for so long that already the teasing on his cock was getting him close. ''They won't,'' he managed to say just before another gasp.

He felt Sangie's paw move so it only teased over the head of his cock. ''I want you to fuck my paw,'' Sangie said, ''Thrust those sexy hips of yours until you cum.''

For a moment he hesitated, cheeks flushed brightly at the idea of giving the wolves such a show. But it turned him on as well, so he started to thrust into the paw that teased at his cock. At first he just rocked his hips lightly, his shaft barely moving. Then he felt Sangie's hips grind against his rump and a bulge bumped under his tail. A hot jolt ran up his spine.

Immediately he started to thrust harder into the paw. He felt the way it squeezed him, the way the fingers teased the length of his shaft to urge him faster. A soft whimper slipped through his lips each time he felt Sangie grind into his rump. Before long his hips were bucking and his balls pulled up close to his body.

The moment he started to cum Tracey felt Sangie aim his cock at the ground. His orgasm seemed to explode out of him, a sharp howl filled the air and it took him a moment to realize that it was his voice. He blushed deeply as he felt the way the wolf's fingers worked his shaft to coax every drop out of him. All three wolves watched him climax; he could feel their gazes even though his eyes were closed. It didn't matter, though.

Sangie's paw continued to tease him until his orgasm ended, and even then took a moment to tease the last few drops from him. He felt a pat on his balls followed by a light lick over his cheek before the wolf moved away from him. Without the larger body to help support him Tracey almost collapsed.

''Good boy,'' Sangie said, ''but look at that mess you made.''

Tracey looked down at the puddle of cum that covered the tile between his legs. ''You had better lick that up or you'll get in trouble,'' Jace told him.

He blushed, eyes still on the puddle, while squirming in place. Although he had sucked off a lot of other guys already Tracey had never once thought to drink his own cum. The idea felt foreign and completely embarrassing.

''Go on,'' Riley urged, apparently recovered from his own orgasm.

Timidly he dropped to all fours and lowered his muzzle to the puddle. The scent of his own musk drifted up to him. It struck him that even so close to his own cum he could smell the seed Riley had rubbed into his fur much more clearly. Was wolf musk that much stronger than his, he wondered.

When his tongue first touched his seed he made a face. It was bitter, something he was not used to. But the wolves had told him to lick up his mess. So he folded back his ears and tried to ignore how much this embarrassed him while he carefully lapped up his cum from the rough ground.

Sangie gave him a kiss on the cheek once he had finished. ''How was it?''

''Bitter,'' Tracey answered, still making a face.

Riley giggled softly and reached out to pet him. ''Some people don't like how their cum tastes at first. It can take getting used to.''

He nodded a little bit, cheeks still flushed with embarrassment at what he had just done. The three wolves chuckled at him.

''Are things ready to go?'' Jace asked.

''Of course,'' Sangie said. ''I pulled the car around to the front and have the bouncers watching it for us until we get back.''

''We're leaving already?'' Tracey asked, surprised.

Riley chuckled again and pet Tracey along his spine. ''Of course. This is a good place to get you out of your clothes, but we can have even more fun at our home.''

''We have more toys to play with back at our place,'' Jace added.

Tracey looked at the two wolves, then heard a soft click as Sangie attached something to his collar. When he looked over he saw the wolf holding a leash. His tail tucked back between his legs even as he felt his heart start to beat a little harder from excitement.

''Come on, foxy,'' Sangie said with a tug on the leash that prompted him to stand, ''we should get going.''

''I'll get his clothes,'' Jace said as he got up.

He looked up at Sangie and whined, but it was Riley that answered his unspoken question. ''You'll get them back,'' he assured Tracey, ''But not until you leave on Sunday.''

Tracey nodded, cheeks still flushed and tail tucked firmly between his legs. He knew he should feel degraded, but it just excited him even more. It was like he was their toy, and he couldn't be any happier to play along.

Besides, he thought as he was lead out the door, there is no telling what else they have planned for me this weekend.