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It was hard to figure out which male that Grant wanted to look at. Richter stood in the water as powerful and muscular as he had always been. His strongly featured chest had water spilling down it in rivulets with drops scattered along the broadness of his chest and clung to his firmed nipples. It was lower down that the sight was far more interesting as he watched the swaying black length flex and pulse with arousal. The tip was slippery with a mixture of saliva and precum that smeared around the edges. It was just as large as he remembered it and the lion could feel himself flush in the same confusing mix of emotions that he had been having since they'd been together. It was with that mixture of emotions that made him pull his eyes down to the Husky pressed against his chest.

Siber's eyes were a bit glassy, but that could be excused seeing as he was working his white gold paw up and down the hard canine length. His thumb slipped upwards to rub right along the tapered tip and down again where he knew the husky was the most sensitive. In reaction the dark back pushed against him and he wriggled upwards along the edge of the hot tub. His cock pulsed and spilled out a splash of precum against his finger as he looked down along the smooth pale white fur that lined the husky's stomach and chest. The fur thinned out right along the chest so that the perked pink nipples were visible and Grant fought away the urge to lean down to swirl his tongue right around one of them.

"I don't have a coin on me." Richter rumbled and grinned down at his naked form playfully and moved one large hand down to grasp the tip of his shaft. "We'll have to come up with another way."

"Mmrrrrmmph.. Stop that!" Siber growled out and wiggled his hips to pull his cock back from the lion's touch. "You're making it hard to think."

"It's already hard in case you haven't noticed." Grant grinned down at his boyfriend. "I think Richter should get in the middle. He's the one that started all of this so he should get in the middle of it."

The moment he said the lion snapped his jaws shut and lost a bit of playfulness. He braced himself for an outburst at his slip up. He hadn't thought as he replied and the last thing he wanted was for them to start another outburst or argument. Instead the young stallion tossed his head back and whickered out a burst of laughter with a flick of his tail that sprayed water all the way across the room. Siber snorted his own amusement, but his body started to relax now that the lion wasn't working over the hardened red shaft. He let his paw rest lightly right against the toned stomach and let out a soft breath of relief and slid his fingers up higher to caress the canine's hard pink nipples.

"I suppose you could throw me in the middle." The colt grinned down at Siber and winked, "Besides, I've always admired Siber as a tight end, I suppose I could find out just how tight it really is."

"Wh-hahahahahat?" Siber laughed out and gave his team mate a punch on the shoulder, "That was horrible, Rich! That's the worst joke I've heard in months!"

"I thought it was quite witty!" Richter snorted and shifted forward. His eyes rolled up to catch Grant's and the lion shivered at the heat in them. "Besides, of course I'll be in the middle. Best place for me to be."

"That okay with you Siber?" Grant leaned down to rub his nose against the upturned ear teasingly.

He didn't wait for an answer, he moved his hand down to wrap around the husky's wrist and pulled the paw forward. Richter tilted his head down and looked curiously at what Grant was doing, but didn't try to interfere. The lion pulled the husky's hand down until it was resting right against the thickness of the glans and the palm was firmly brushing right over the broad tip. The edges of his muzzle twitched in a playful smile as he slipped his lips down right against the curve of the neck.

"Is it okay something this big is going to be going inside of you?" He teased and couldn't keep the edge of his purr from vibrating his throat. "You sure you want to find out just how far you can stretch?"

"Y-yes.." The husky stammered and his eyes looked a bit wide, but his fingers squeezed down anyway around the tip and felt the slippery precum bubbling out to coat the palm of his hand.

"That's a good husky." Grant wriggled and gave his hips a slow grind right up against the curve of his boyfriend's back before moving his paw away from the wrist to leave it resting there. "Perfect idea!"

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Richter snorted out hotly as he felt the fingers wrapping around his tip and let Siber stroke over him for several moments. A thick drool of precum spilled out and splashed against it. He only let the palm and fingers tease against him for a few moments before dragging his hips backwards. He was already on edge, he didn't want to get pushed any closer. Not when he knew exactly what he was going to be getting into. He moved his hands up lightly against the curve of the black and white hips and lowered his broad head. He ran his tongue in a swift teasing line right between the muscled pectorals and blew out a hot breath over them. The husky smelled of male and arousal, only making the young stallion want him more. He rolled his eyes up and grinned at his brother.

"I think we need to get out of the hot tub for this to work." He rumbled and gave the hips a gentle squeeze.

"Ye of little faith!" Grant gave his head a shake. "We just have to be a little inventive when it comes to positioning things."

The lion slipped over the edge of the rub and sank beneath the hot water with a muted hiss as it slipped upwards to wrap along his belly. The young stallion watched him with some amusement before the white gold hands moved to grip his hips and gave him a firm tug so that he stepped away from the husky. His eyes slipped down along the curve of Siber's belly and he watched the thick red girth pulsing and standing out in a sharp angle. He grinned and moved his hand to curl his hands right around the very base of the shaft and rubbed his thumb upwards along the length.

He was only distracted as Grant pulled at his hips so that he stepped down from the hot tub seat and the water rushed up over him. It tickled along the underside of his chest and his brother gave a nudge right behind the curve of the knee. He obligingly folded and knelt down into the water until it was higher up and nearly rushing over his neck. Grant stood over him and leaned forward so that he could feel something hard and firm rubbing right along the line of his spine as the white gold hands gave a tug against SIber's hips. The husky gave a bemused grin and let himself be guided over onto his stomach and down into the water.

"There, right there. Now lean forward." Grant's gave a light shove against his boyfriend's back and Richter suppressed a shiver as he rubbed backwards against the heavy girth teasing along his spine.

"Have this all sorted out do you?" Richter leaned back and gave a nosing right against the underside of his brother's chin.

"Mmhmm..I do.. Stop wiggling, SIber!" He said the last to the squirming husky and the stallion grinned before reaching out to snag the dark hips.

"It's hard not to!" Siber snorted and then yelped as Richter's hands pulled him back enough that his heavy shaft pushed right up and along the wet tail. "That's making it even harder!"

Richter grinned back at Grant before lowering his head and playfully nipping right at the base of the husky's neck and pulled him in harder. The water that surrounded them made it easy for the young stallion to pull the hips upwards. His heavy cock rubbed right along the curve of the spine and all the way upwards towards the shoulders before drawing back again. The husky moved to grip the edge of the hot tub with a yelping sound before he pushed upwards in response. He let his tip drag through the wet fur while he shifted his hips to either side and felt the tail rubbing along his belly. He slipped his hand down to wrap right around the hard boned canine shaft and gave a stroking pull from the base all the way to the tip.

Behind him he felt Grant's muzzle teasingly brush against the curve of his neck before the pale paws moved down to grip against either side of his hips and nestled in close so that the weight of his shaft rubbed right between his dark ass cheeks. The stallion rumbled out a throaty whicker before nipping against the husky's neck in turn. The hold gripping the scruff as he cupped the weight of the canine cock in his palm and gave it a slow pump forward and back until he was cupping right beneath the fullness of the knot. When he touched it Siber pushed back against him roughly and he could feel the rump cheeks sandwiching his cock between them.

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Grant watched as Richter teased Siber and the way the husky squirmed and arched into the touch. The big colt was leaned right over the small back which let Grant get in position. He shifted his foot paw up to step on the seat that Richter was kneeling on and slid along the curved dark back. His paws slipped up to glide along either side and savored the feel of the muscled curves pressing against him. The young stallion had always been the largest of the three of them. He had seemed to gain height and mass as easily as breathing. He dwarfed both of the lions, but that made it all the more exciting. He loved the feel of being so small, but still being the one on top.

His barbed length slipped up and the tapered point brushed just between the ass cheeks and pushed higher to tease the underside of the tail. Richter's short snort greeted him in response. He pressed his chest firmly against the line of the back and slipped a paw down and between his brother's legs. He let his padded fingers stroke lightly just along the swell of one of the hefty orbs. The touch to the girthy sack helped guide his hand down until he cupped the ball right on the palm of his paw and gave a light squeeze. His fingers curled inwards a little to get the feel of the weight before slipping over towards the second one.

The lion rolled his hips slowly back and forth. He pulled his tip downwards to tease his barbed tip just between the rump cheeks before surging forward again. Each drag backwards tickled his barbs lightly downwards along the crease and gave shallow bucks as precum oozed out to trail just between them. His brother rocked his hips back as his tip pulled down and grazed right along the silky pucker. Grant muffled a groan as the push back wedged his tip nearly into the passage before Richter slipped forward. The movement of the dark muscled hips was joined with a jerk from the husky beneath him as a yelping cry came out. The white-gold lion shifted his head to see Siber shuddering and his dark back arched up in reaction to the stallion's thrust.

A low purr spilled out from between his lips and Grant pushed his own hips forward. The tip of him slipped back up to the snug dark anal ring so that when Richter drew his hips back he could push forward. The walls started to spread out around him as the slippery precum oozed out into the passage. He freed his hand up to wrap just along the muscled curve of the abdomen and bucked forward more forcefully. The young stallion groaned out and the tight clutching walls clamped down around him almost too tightly as he forced his way inwards. When he pulled back and the fleshy barbs flared open the walls rippled in reaction and suddenly Richter surged forward against the husky they had trapped beneath them.

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Richter had to fight with himself not to go too fast. He clenched his jaw as the tight canine passage started to stretch around the thick blunt glans while he pushed it in deeper. The clutching heat was almost painful as he lifted his head up to lightly scruff the back of Siber's neck to keep him firmly in place. He couldn't go fast or else he would risk hurting the husky. He stretched and plunged in deeper while a paw pushed back against his leg and a shallow cry spilled out from the canine. The hot scent of male arousal filled his muzzle and his hand could feel just how excited his team mate was.

The big stallion wrapped his fingers around the hard boned shaft and pulled from the swell of the knot at the base all the way to the tip. It pulsed and twitched against his touch while the husky pushed forward against his palm as if trying to thrust through his fingers. His lips quirked up in a slight smug smile to know that he was making Siber react this way. But the smile didn't linger for long. It was lost in a hissing groan as Grant shifted against his back and the hard feline length pushed right up against his flexing pucker. He tried to brace himself, but when he pulled back to let a few dark inches slip free of Siber, his walls spread around his brother.

Richter flicked his ears back and muffled a groan as he pushed forward again. When he moved, Grant moved with him and sent that hardened heat deeper inside of his body. His blunt tip wedged deeper into Siber and he could feel the passage yawned open so wide he was almost sure the boy would be showing the line of his passage along the stomach. His hand shifted lightly to stroke along the belly with the edge of his knuckles while he fisted around the crimson cock. He could feel the rise of his glans as he burrowed and shoved deeper and deeper. He was only being egged on by the white gold hips that pulled back and teased the flesh barbs right over the rise of his prostate. He clenched down around Grant with a whimpering groan as he lunged forward into the writhing Siber's body. His glans battled deeper and deeper while flagging his tail high along the side of his brother's hip.

He arched his back and felt Grant buck forward to send the feline cock driving deeper. The tip was so thin, but it rapidly grew thicker and forced him to stretch around it. The slippery precum oozed out to spread deeper to lubricate him as the thickest portion of the base started to slip inside of him. The way the hard shaft teased over the rise inside of his body only egged the young stallion on and he pulled his hips back. The bucking pulling forced him back until his glans was puffing out the strained anal ring and Siber jerked under his weight and gave a twisting buck backwards.

The stallion braced himself with a low baritone rumble. The sudden slam of the white gold hips behind him and the feel of the furred orbs hitting against his heavier leathery ones egged him on. Richter drove himself forward in a long smooth thrust that forced the canine cock through his hand. His palm wrapped right around the knot as inch by steady inch of thick equine cock buried itself into the far smaller male. The walls spread like a glove around him as thick viscous precum drooled out of his tip and was pushed through the passage. The edge of the wetness was forced out as he was stopped by the clenching walls just past the point of his medial ring. The walls clamped and relaxed in pulses while Siber jerked backwards with a yelping cry.

Richter flattened his ears and held his hips as still as he could, which was hard given the hammering of his brother's hips behind him. The barbs were tugging and caressing inside of him. It was hard to think, hard to do anything except feel the bursts of wetness that spilled from the tip inside of him and the thicker girth burying itself deep. He gripped Siber's scruff harder and started to thrust in short hard bucks. His stomach arched upwards as he gained inch by slow inch. The walls being wedged wider and wider around his thickened glans while the husky jerked and twisted beneath him. A sharp yelping cry managed to come free of the parted muzzle, but it wasn't one of pain or protest. He could feel the cock spreading wider against the palm of his hand as the knot swelled open wider and wider.

The young stallion gave a lurch forward and a squeal escaped his lips as the blunt swollen tip plunged almost too deep inside of the husky. His balls clapped up firmly right against the upturned ass cheeks as the last few inches seated themselves in Siber. The hot passage clenched down around the thickened girth nearly threatening to push him over the edge. Grant's lips brushed against the back of his neck before the white gold hips drew back and tugged the barbs over that spot inside of him until his bark arched up.

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Siber lolled his tongue out and spread his legs open wider. His paws were shaking as he held his legs tense and braced them on the edge of the hot tubs seat. He could feel the water swirling against his chest and stomach, while little waves of it crashed against the underside of his chin. He didn't care about it, not when he was concentrating mostly on trying to keep his grip on the edge of the tub. His ass was forced higher in the air as he felt the thickness of the girth spreading him open almost until he was afraid he couldn't take it. He could feel his lower stomach stretching to accommodate the heaviness of the tip as it plunged upwards.

He pushed his hips backwards and tried to pull them forward again to feel the hand wrapping around his throbbing knot. The tip continued to spill out dribbles of precum into the water as he clenched down tightly around the equine girth. One of Richter's hands moved down to grip his hip and the teeth pulled against the scruff of his neck. His breath came out in short harsh pants and the hips pushed up against the curve of his ass cheeks and another few inches were gained. His toes curled and nearly lost his grip on the seat of the tub as the young stallion lunged forward.

The husky's eyes snapped open and he let out a muffled yelping cry as the powerful hips slammed up hard against him. He could feel the softness of the sheath pushing up against his stretched anal ring. His ears fell back against his head and tried to adjust to something so thick, so long pushed inside of him. The drooling warmth of his team mate's precum was leaking around the girth and slipping deeper inside of him. His walls closed down tightly and squeezed before the stallion started to pull backwards. The sheer girth plucked and pulled through his passage as Richter's hips drew back. The dark hand that engulfed his shaft pulled forward to oppose the drag backwards.

He didn't try to stifle the groan that burst free of his throat. His back arched up and he tried vainly to thrust into the hand that was wrapped around his cock. The fingers wrapped along his tapered tip and then slipped backwards. He could feel the embarrassing amount of watery precum that was dribbling out of him and onto the fingers, but he didn't care. He rocked forward as the stallion drew back to let the medial ring pop free and then bucked forward again. He yelped out a cry of pleasure and drove his own hips forward to feel the thick fingers wrapping around his swelling knot. His cock tip bumped right along the underside of his belly.

The first real thrust seemed to trigger something in the stallion. The powerful hips drew back just a few inches and drove forward again. It wasn't just Richter's hips that were hitting him, he could feel the weight of Grant from behind the stallion helping to add to the force. The tip plunged in deep again and pulled back out. The swell of the length stroked and caressed along his passage keeping him constantly in a state of arousal. His hips worked in time with the stallions to push his shaft through the stallion's hand. The fingers wrapped over his swelling knot each time he felt the balls hit the curve of his ass and then he started to pull backwards again. He was rapidly starting to swell out as his balls pulled up tighter between his legs.

The lips shifted on the back of his neck and lightly pulled at his scruff so that his head was lifted up higher. His tongue lolled out while he whimpered out and started to thrust in a burst of swift short bursts between the fingers. He tried to clamp his walls around him greedily as the tip made the skin along his belly stretch taut around it. His breathing was loud in his own ears as he pushed backwards to buck against Richter's hips and felt the stallion groan out against his neck. The thrusts sped up and grew harder until he could hear the double clap of the dark hips against his own and Grant behind them. It proved too much for him and he moved his hands forward to clutch at the edge of the hot tub as his balls tightened and pulled up between his legs.

He could feel the flare inside of him. The tip started to swell open until he felt as if he were going to be split apart. It was nothing like a knot, it was so deep inside of him that he wanted to panic or pull forward so that it slipped free. It was too late to panic, too late to wonder if he could take the entire flare. He let out a ragged cry as his knot blossomed out it's full girth and was squeezed by his team mate's hand. His tip jerked upwards as the first watery splash of canine cum erupted out of him in jets that sent the cloudy seed splashing against his chest and the water beneath him. The orgasm trembling through him as he jerked his hips in short strokes, despite the fact Richter held still above him and the balls were grinding against his ass.

The sudden baritone squeal made him twitch his ears flat to his head. The flare pulsed deep inside of him while the thickness of the cock seemed to grow just that much wider. He worked his jaws and tried to think past the haze of pleasure, but he failed. The first thick wave of stallion cum splashed inside of him with enough pressure that his hips jerked. It flowed hot and fast into his already stretched stomach while he twisted and squirmed under the weight. His breathing came out in short bursts of noise as the eruption was blocked from escaping around the first sized thickness of the flare within him. The seed having no where to go except to swell his stomach while he twisted and jerked his hips back and forth. The pleasure staying despite the sensation of being spread far too wide. He didn't care, the pleasure was worth it.

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Grant stifled a purr of pleasure as the stallion's short thrusts forced him back onto his barbed length over and over again. The steady movements impaled the dark form back on him so that his barbs were flaring open each time the stallion thrust forward. The lion used those barbs to tease and keep Richter squirming and panting. He could see the muscled back tensing and relaxing when he pulled forward and the lion's cock tip dragged back right over the prostate to tease it before being plunged forward again.

The lion trailed his hands down to lightly caress against the hips and curled his fingers until his nails gripped the sleek furred hide. He rumbled and ran his tongue in a slow drag along the small of Richter's neck before dragging upwards. His concentration was devoted to exploring that tight passage and the feel of the muscles that rippled and clutched hotly about him. The stallion seemed to almost suckle him in deeper each time he pulled back out of the husky. And Grant was all too happy to help him by grinding up and sandwiching the stallion's balls between his and his boyfriends. He could feel the weight of them as they pulled up and grew firmer.

He moved his hands down and wrapped round the dark waist. He could feel Siber's tail brushing against the back of his arm as he clutched against his brother. He muffled a low rumbling growl before bursting into movement to set the stallion over the edge. He worked his barbs in shallow caresses that pulled them wide and smoothed them down again. Each time the passage clamped down he pulled back to be sure the colt was forcing the barbs in along the silken flesh before they were pushed back down again on his instroke. He lifted his eyes to see the dark stallion's frantic gaze as Siber suddenly let out a ragged sound and the tail on the back of his arm started to twitch and jerk.

The young stallion lunged forward with a bucking shove that nearly pulled Grant's cock out of the passage. His tip tickled right at the opening before he pushed forward in a deliberately slow push. Inch by inch spread the silken walls open as they clamped down tightly. He forced them apart until the sound of an equine squeal broke through the room and the muscled curve of the back started to shudder and tense. Grant bit his lower lips as the spasms started to rock through the slippery hot clutch of his brother. They clutched and milked, squeezed and pulled from the base to the tip, but he didn't give into the urge to thrust wildly forward.

He continued the slow penetration until he hissed out when his pale white-gold orbs pushed up against the stallion's. He felt the twitches of the swollen balls that seemed to work in time with Siber's yelps and whimpers as he was filled. Grant's stomach tensed up and his teeth dug in harder against his lower lip as he realized his boyfriend was being filled. His body invaded by his brother's seed. He squirmed and gave a short drag back and bucked forward, not even pausing in the shock of pleasure that that knowledge gave him. His balls drew up tight before the young lion leaned back and let out a snarling cry of pleasure. His tip swelled out and the barbs bristled to be pushed into the smooth soft grip of Richter's passage.

The first rush of pleasure nearly made him dizzy as the pulsing of his orbs forced up a hot creamy rush of seed out of his tip. It splattered into his brother while he pulled back and pushed forward in a slow deliberate thrust to tease the roused barbs through the suckling walls. Each squeeze and pull encouraged more to go rushing out of his tip. Richter let out a groan and the dark stallion's head lifted up from holding Siber's scruff and leaned backwards. Grant could barely see straight past his orgasm, but he could still feel. The stallion's demanding lips pushed up against his own in a hot eager kiss.

The lion groaned out against the muzzle as the soft tongue pushed out and he caught it with his rougher one. His rapid breath stilling as Richter flicked his tongue out and pushed it deeper into his mouth. It stroked and teased as their pleasure lasted through the pounding of their hearts and their breathing coming out in short blasts against each others muzzles. The lion's body started to relax as he squeezed around his brother's waist and rested his weight along the powerful back. The only thought his passion fevered mind could form was the hope that this wouldn't be the last time they ended in a panting pile. That this wouldn't be the only time he could feel Siber being ridden by his brother. It had been far too sweet to want this to be the only time it happened.