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Torran's paw was shaking so much; it took three tries before he managed to push the doorbell with his claw. Inside the impressive mansion that belonged to "King" Rey Roo, the doorbell boomed and rang, long and loud. Hopping from foot to foot and still panting from running all the way here, Torran waited several moments before ringing the doorbell again. When no one came to answer the door, he rang the doorbell a third time, and began to furiously pound his paw against the thick wood. Bouncing from foot to foot in excitement, his focus was solely on the door before him, the barrier that was keeping him from having his fun. He was so singularly focused that he didn't even notice as a scarlet kangaroo came hopping from around the house's side. Standing eight feet tall, with feet in size that seemed logical for a kangaroo, the Rey's steps were far from light or silent. But Torran was so focused on the door, Rey had to tap his shoulder to get his attention, and Torran spun around with a yelp.

"We're in the backyard, you twit," Rey Roo said.

Torran blushed slightly beneath his cheeks and followed Rey as he headed around the house. "Is everyone else here?" Torran asked.

"Yep. You're late to arrive, as usual. Did you oversleep again?"

"Well, I was so excited I couldn't sleep all night, and when I finally did, I just passed out. So then I slept straight through the alarm and when I woke up, I ran here as fast as I could. Have you started yet?"

Rey shook his head. "You know us better than that. We don't start until everyone arrives. Good thing you came when you did though. Ren and Bob especially are about ready to pop."

As Torran finally walked around the mansion and came into the backyard, a strong gust of wind happened to blow. An odor of musk hit Torran like a freight train. For a moment, he was almost knocked off his feet from the intense smell, and was forced to brace himself against Rey's back. Rey shifted and nudged him away, so instead Torran braced himself against the house. When he had calmed down, he took a deep breath, this time finding the thick, heady aroma rather enjoyable. His bushy tail began to wag.

Thirteen guests had been invited to this little party, and Rey made fourteen in total. Most everyone had already divided into pairs for the first stage of the orgy, but Torran noticed that Eclipse was sitting alone at the picnic table, sipping soda from a disposable cup, and gave a sigh of relief. If he had to choose a partner for round one, it would most certainly be Eclipse. When all of Rey's "children" were taken into account, Torran was the smallest. A breed of vulpine (no one was quite sure what breed specifically) Torran was naturally lighter and slimmer than his "brothers," who were mostly wolves. Eclipse, a fennec, was the closest to him in size, and for that reason, a good partner to warm up with. Of course, Eclipse was also one of the most dominating of the group, which meant warm-ups could get a bit rough. Still, Torran's excitement was quite apparent as began to cross the massive backyard and approach the lounging fennec, who was showing virtually no interest in his surroundings.

There was no horn blown or gunshot to initiate the orgy had commenced. Technically, as soon as Torran's paws touched the grass, whatever had been keeping the horny masses from engaging in every act of love under the sun was no longer in place. Still, everyone seemed rather worried of going first.

It was Bob who decided to make the first move. He was a grey wolf, tall and lean, and standing beside Ren, a brown wolf with a similar build and look. Bob casually removed first his T-shirt, and then unbuttoned his pants, allowing them to drop to the grass before he kicked them off. Beneath his baggy pants, a large, clean white diaper was revealed. Squatting slightly, his face contorted in a show of concentration, before a look of relief washed over his features. Slowly, the front of the diaper began to stain yellow, and the games where on.

When Torran noticed that Fred was casually approaching Eclipse, he quickened his walking pace just a little bit. Fred's pace increased to match his, and when Torran began to tug on his shirt, Fred simply tore his own shirt down the middle. After kicking out of his pants, Torran took off in a full speed run towards Eclipse, who was still casually waiting on the picnic table, completely uninterested in all around him. Torran ran with all his might, as fast as his legs could carry him, but as usual, was second best to Fred.

Fred reached Eclipse first. Fred was a housecat, yellow in color, with white fur over his paws that made it look like he was perpetually gloved. Torran slowed his full sprint to a walk, and then to little more than a crawl, as Fred sat down beside Eclipse. He leaned over and whispered something into the fennec's large ear. Eclipse smiled at whatever was said, and casually scooted off the bench before approaching Torran. Eclipse's hand stretched out, and he very gently stroked the wolf's chest with one of his paws. "Looking for a partner?" the fennec asked.

"Yeah," Torran said quickly. "Remember last time? You said this would be my turn."

Eclipse slipped out of Torran's line of sight, coming behind him. Torran did think of turning around to face him, but decided against it. He just waited, trying not to look anxious or nervous, despite the lustful stir in his testicles and the fear that was bubbling in the pit of his belly. Eclipse wasn't the biggest fur at the party, or the strongest, or the manliest looking (though that was more because he was a fennec than anything else.) But he was always the dom. Always. Last time, he had taken Torran so hard; the wolf couldn't sit down for a week. As an apology, Eclipse promised that he would be the sub in their next game.

"Hey Torran," Eclipse said, gently running his claws under the wolf's fur.

Torran sighed. "You lied?" he muttered.

A sharp yank at his nape forced Torran's body to go taught. A submissive yelp escaped his lips as Eclipse pulled hard, and when he was finally released, he fell to his knees. His whole body felt like it was on pins and needles, the result of having his nape yanked. Torran glared back at Eclipse, only to see Eclipse firmly gripping his hips with one hand and his tail with the other. Eclipse pulled Torran's buttocks apart, exposing the familiar flexing anus housed between the two heavy glutes.

Torran wasn't surprised, but he wasn't really angry either. Honestly, what did he expect from a fennec? Besides, it wasn't like Eclipse was an amateur at being a dom. Sure, he went hard, but Torran would be lying if he said his mouth wasn't watering at the thought of what was to come.

He was a little put off when Fred came to stand before his face. On his hands and knees like he was, he was treated to a very personal view of the other male's nethers, and the pink erection that was just starting to peek out of the yellow fur of Fred's crotch. Fred braced himself on Torran's shoulders before scooting himself forward, until only a few inches separated Torran's extended muzzle and the crowning shaft.

Fred erection was quite unique, perhaps even a bit odd to those not familiar with Rey Roo or his children. Their erections were medium size compared to their body, and smooth from base to tip, like flesh pillars or obelisks. Like a spear emerging, Fred's cock slowly pushed itself out of the tight sheath and into the cool, tingling air. Taking Torran by the ears, Fred yanked his head towards the emerging shaft and gave a very simple order, "Suck."

Eclipse massaged his erection until it was about half-emerged from his sheath. Still holding Torran's tail with one hand, he gripped his cock with the other and pushed his hips forward, until the spear head of the erection was gently poking at Torran's buttocks. Adjusting his aim, he pushed again, and his spear head began to poke gently at the puckered anus he had ravaged so many times before. The smooth, narrow cocks that all the party goes shared had one advantage over "normal" penises. The spear flesh was absolutely perfect for penetrating deep into a lover. Rather than ram against the puckered hole until the wrinkled skin yielded, and the engorged glans could slide inside, Eclipse simply pushed his erection forth, and it penetrated the bowels with ease. Eclipse groaned as his erection brushed the tight walls, and Torran's mouth fell open and his tongue rolled out. Fred took the chance to push his hips forward, and his erection onto Torran's tongue. Before Torran could close his lips, the cat's erection was resting sweetly inside his mouth.

The raw flavor of cat musk made Torran gag. In the brief window where his mouth was open; Fred shoved his cock deeper. Torran's lips were now pressing on Fred's pubic bone, and the shaft was practically sliding down his throat. Fred pulled his erection back slowly, letting the taught skin drag over the wolf's teeth and dry lips, before suddenly humping forward again. Once more, Torran gagged at the taste and brutality of the mouth humping. Fred merely yanked his ear. "Suck," he growled again.

Torran closed his teeth a little tighter on the cock and puckered his lips. He took a deep breath, before starting to suckle on the shaft, which made the cat shiver and stop ripping at his ear. Torran gasped as Eclipse rammed his cock forward. Slender as it was, it was still an alien weight inside his anus, and the ferocity of Eclipse's humps made it feel more like a battering ram than anything organic. His claws dug into the grass as he was taken furiously from both ends. He doubted he would be able to sit comfortably for the weeks to come, and with how hard Fred was ramming his hips against his face, he also doubted he would be eating solid foods either. Nevertheless, he was a good little sub to his two masters. Oral wasn't his favorite, but he did his best to suckle the cock in his mouth, treating it affectionately as if it were a fine piece of candy. He tried to nibble, but with how Eclipse's anal was making him spasm, he feared biting clean through the penis. Moaning softly, he bobbed his head back and forth, in time with the furious humping, earning several pleasured "ooos" and "ahhs" from the housecat. Gently, he moved his hips in a little circle, rubbing the penis up against his walls.

Fred sucked in a deep breath. So close to his stomach, Torran watched as his abdomen tensed beneath the layer of yellow fur. A moment later, a flood of white had shot out of his cock and into the wolf's mouth. Being a cat, Fred's orgasm was naturally quite intense, and Torran struggled to pull his mouth back when he found his swallows could not keep up with the spurts. He may have drowned had Fred not yanked his cock back, and a white spurt hit Torran's in the face. Eclipse's grip on his rump cheeks tightened and tugged as a spurt of white dribbled out and washed through his bowels.

Bob and Ren had secured their own corner of the grand backyard, and spent the past few minutes engaged in a contest of sorts. They loved nothing more than the feel of a full diaper: how the weight shifted and washed over their sensitive cock and crack, and had spent many minutes relieving their respective loads. Housed inside their diapers, both were now painfully erect, no longer able to pee but also unable to hit their sweet climax without something to push them over the edge.

Conner and Mark, attracted by the odor of urine, soon strolled into the corner. Both were foxes, and both shared an orange and white pattern to the point they could have been called twins. They were the newest additions to the Roo family, and had not been present for Rey's last orgy, which meant everyone was quite interested in what they could actually do (or, rather, what they wouldn't.)

Conner paired himself to Ren, and Mark to Bob. The two foxes said nothing to the wolves. They simply eased the wolves onto their back, and came to stand over them as a master does a sub.

Ren did not enjoy being on his back, but did not say anything, instead quite intrigued by what would happen next. He cast a glare to Bob, who was lying on his back as well. Mark had sat down on his chest and lifted his head; until his snout was gently pressed into the vulpine's testicles. Holding tight to his ears to keep Bob from moving away, he gently pressed his erection between Bob's lips and into the warm, inviting mouth.

Ren expected the same, and turned back to Conner with his mouth opened wide. Instead, Conner settled between Ren's legs. He pushed the legs apart as wide as they could go, before using his index claw to cut a neat little hole in the yellow stained diaper. Using two fingers to spread the hole wide, he gripped his cock with his other hand and carefully guided it into the slit he had made.

Ren stared, wide eyed, at the entire display, but went stock still when he felt the Conner's erection press against his own. Although his urine had been warm when it filled the diaper, it had quickly cooled in the crisp air, which made the throbbing hot cock that was pressing against him a delightful contrast. He wiggled and groaned in the chaffing diaper, groaning softly as the penis pushed farther and farther into the diaper.

Conner's back arched and he pushed himself further forward. A steady stream of warm gold was suddenly washing out of his cock and into the already stuffed and soiled diaper, bathing Ren's crotch in heat. Whatever parts of the diaper had maintained their white color quickly turned to yellow as more and more urine washed out of the flesh hose. Leaning forward, Conner gripped Ren's head and lifted his mouth to his. The fox's tongue was suddenly filling the wolf's mouth, wrestling with it as his urine continued to fill the saturated diaper.

When Conner was finally finished, he eased his penis out of the slit in the diaper he had made. Upon helping Ren to his feet, the diaper immediately fell apart, revealing Ren's still aching shaft. Conner guided Ren to Mark and Bob, who were still in the throes of passion, and positioned the wolf so he was before the two other canines. Slipping behind him, and holding his genitals with both hands, he began to work.

Ren wobbled at the affection he was shown. His legs felt like jelly, and he hadn't the slightest clue how he remained standing despite the ripples of sheer bliss that were surging through him. One of Conner's hands was on his testicles, squeezing and massaging them on and off. A lone finger from his other hand was exploring his sheath, moving deeper into it and wiggling about. His erection was throbbing fiercely, and yet he never received the touch to put him over the edge until Conner finally gripped the shaft at the base. It was still wet with cooling urine, providing just enough lubrication that the rubbing didn't hurt.

As a gush of seed rushed out of his penis, Conner carefully aimed so he hit Mark in the side of the head. Mark didn't much care. Even though he had come inside of Bob's mouth, his testicles were now between Bob's lips, and he was forcing him to suckle and lick them like fine candy. Gush upon gush of pent-up seed splashed out of Ren's penis and onto the vulpine, who was quite quickly covered. When that happened, Conner simply adjusted the aim to soak Bob.

For the extent of the orgy so far, Rey Roo had taken residence in a large chair, sitting back of the yard and simply watching his "subjects" have fun, as a true king would. Shang and Jim, a pair of foxes, were busy 69ing, at least until Eclipse came over and interrupted the game. The three finally found a position that worked for them, where each lay on their side and each took care of another's genitals, in some odd, sexy pyramid. Rey watched idly, rubbing his flaccid erection. Even when limp, his erection was quite large. When full grown, it measured a little over a foot.

Sunny and Shep were both ferals: fully sentient, but they naturally walked on four legs instead of two. King had adopted them when they were young, and they had remained with him ever since. It didn't surprise Rey that Shep had managed to strong-arm Sunny into a game of oral. Shep was a German shepherd and Sunny was a... well, no one was really sure what breed of mutt he was, but he was far from the largest dog in the yard. Rey watched as the two bodies contorted in a lewd display, and when they were finally finished, he rose from his throne and hopped over to them.

Both Sunny and Shep were tuckered out from their game, but rose to their four feet when Rey approached. Sunny and Shep stared at the magnificent eight inches of penis, dribbling very slightly with white cream. Rey smiled. He carefully squatted down and came to sit before the two enticed ferals. "You think you two can help me with this?" he asked.

Sunny settled on his belly between Rey's large, muscular thighs. He leaned forward to gently nuzzle the magnificent cock and breathe the musky odor that radiated off the slick, smooth skin. The penis was quickly approaching its full size of twelve inches, and Sunny was quite aware he had no hope of taking the entirety of it in. Besides, it was Shep who was renowned for his mouth, so Sunny set his sights a little lower. Pressing his muzzle up against the base of the erection and slipping his tongue out, he very gently pushed the tip into the start of Rey's sheath. The musky taste that hit his tongue tip was bitter and wonderful, all at once. He worked his tongue further into the sheath, gradually moving it side to side. The deeper he went, the fresher the musk became, until it was almost painful on his tongue tip. Above him, he could hear Rey starting to pant softly, and that miniscule motivation encouraged him to work harder, and please his master as best he could.

Shep pushed on Rey until he was lying flat on his back, his erection stretching towards the sky like a clock tower. The kangaroo growled and snapped as Sunny worked hard on his sheath, tingling spots of his genitals that so rarely received any affection. He was so taken with the sheath rimming, he didn't even notice as Shep carefully climbed onto his large chest and came to lay down, with his tail close to Rey's face and Rey's magnificent erection inches from his snout. Shep reached forward and carefully took hold of the erection. He pulled it down so the tip was closer to his lips. After planting a gentle kiss on the drooling tip, he opened his mouth wide and took as much of the erection into his mouth as he could, all at once.

Rey jerked up suddenly. Small teeth were gently nibbling on his tip, and felt absolutely amazing. He fell back as quickly as he had risen and shuddered in bliss as raw pleasure rushed through him in great waves. There was a tingle of little teeth both at his center shaft, and at the tip, and for a moment he wondered if Shep really was that damn good. As hard as it might have been, Rey propped himself up on his elbows and struggled to sit up. Gazing past Shep's bushy tail, he looked down his body to see that Adam, a fox, squatted at his side. Adam was presently nibbling softly on his erection's meaty center. That was no surprise, really. Adam was obsessed with oral. He had no doubt dropped whatever sex act he had been engaged in when he noticed the king was on his back.

Opening his jaws wide, Shep put his entire mouth over Rey's erection, managing to get about half of it into his maw. The tip was poking at the back of his throat. The narrowness was all that spared him choking on the fleshy length, and he was actually able to slide it down his throat just a bit, taking in just a few more inches before he was forced to stop. Adam took up the slack, and wrapped his tongue around whatever warm, slick flesh wasn't inside the large mouth, and Sunny continued to enthusiastically rim his sheath.

Lost in the bliss of so much love, Rey was only vaguely aware that all the partygoers who weren't servicing his cock were coming to surround him, one by one. Eclipse and Conner and Mark and all of them had formed a circle around their king. They were all watching, and all rubbing their erections happily at the show that was being put on. Rey was going to ask them to join in, but Sunny stretched his tongue far deeper than it had ever gone before, hitting some sort of special spot, hidden in the folds his genitals. He humped into the air, accidentally throwing Adam aside and shoving his cock deeper down Shep's throat. Shep groaned, wrapping his paws around the erection's base and bobbing his head up and down, struggling to bring his master to climax.

The thin, sleek erection bulged. A moment later, an explosion of cream had gushed out of the shaft and filled Shep's cheeks with salty white. Shep backed his head away as another rush of seed spurted out of the tip. It splashed over his face and made him laugh. He slid off Rey's chest and allowed him to spurt and splash madly.

As Rey humped into the air madly, Morgon strolled forward. Morgon was a wolf, light brown in color, with a leanly muscled build. He was the oldest of the adopted, and it was no secret he was Rey's favorite. The others were jealous of his standing, but also admired him for his sheer virility. There was a reason he was Rey's favorite, after all.

The wolf settled down between Rey's legs, just as Sunny had done, and waited patiently as the kangaroo released his load. Spurt after musky spurt rushed out of the slender cock, splashing onto Rey's belly until his underside was completely soaked with his seed. Morgon soaked his hands into the cream and washed the whiteness over his own slender erection, getting it nice and lubricated for what came next. Pushing Rey's legs apart, he braced himself against Rey's hips with one hand, and gripped his slick cock with the other. Aiming carefully, he scooted close and placed his tip against Rey's adorable pucker.

Rey folded his arms behind his head and closed his eyes, enjoying the little tickle under his tail as Morgon pushed his cock into the tight folds of his anus. Morgon was in no rush. He never was. He knew exactly what he was doing, and eased his erection forward slowly and carefully. He knew just when to wiggle his hips, or when to rock them back and forth and make the most of a clench's friction. Despite just cumming a massive load, Rey could feel his testicles churning a fresh layer of seed and his penis gradually growing thick and stiff.

All around him, the other partiers were rubbing their penises gently. They groped each other, and toyed with each other, but were careful not to tip over the edge just yet. They waited, and watched the lewd display as Morgon slipped his penis fully inside of Rey, his furry hips soon pressing right up against Rey's fuzzy thighs. Gripping Rey's erection gently, he began to rub and massage, all the while rocking his hips back and forth, and using his penis with practiced expertise. Rey's moans and growls were soon joined by the partiers, who felt their own climax approaching.

It was Bob who hit his peak first. The poor wolf was known for his weak disposition, and shoving his hips into his hands one final time, he let out a long howl. A spurt of white splashed out of his erection, hitting Rey cutely in the side of the cheek. Like the pistol shot that starts a race, all restrictions were suddenly lost, and the air was filled with the odor of musk and blobs of white, as all the subjects "saluted their king."