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Nobody knew who had first started it. It had been a forum post by some guy, asking if guys would like to come round and gangbang him, but then clearly they'd been just another of those flash in the pans. The 'User has hightailed it out of here' quickly replaced the username of whomever had made the entry, and so the users who'd all responded were left to an open end. Six though, had realised they were all going to be local at that one specific time. Keen to still enact this group session - a rare occurrence, even for such a lewd site - they began sending messages between one another until they'd established a network for them to communicate through.

First, Tyler had met up with Max. Not much had changed for either of them since meeting last. Max still was proud of his solid paunch, whilst Tyler had taken to the next size up for his nipple piercings. After their previous encounter though the Doberman was eager for a repeat with the fellow dog. As the Pitbull rolled up alongside Tyler's home, there had been a charge atmosphere between them where they knew what was going to happen, that only the wait held them back. But they were like old buddies in every sense, chatting just as they might have done online. The tension only lasted for a couple of minutes after pulling off before they had to pull over in a secluded lay-by for the Doberman to blow the Pitbull off. It was there in the bushes, where Max humped against the dog's muzzle had they been introduced to their third travelling companion, a fellow gutted lizard with an outrageous hairstyle and tattoos that gave him an intimidating air. He joined them in the car just as the Pitbull let his nut loose into the muscular sub's face.

Their new companion had introduced themselves from the site as 'Chapu', and had never given his real name. He did allude to them that was his real name, but Tyler and Max had nodded with a sarcastic 'sure' to emphasise they didn't believe him. Not that it mattered really, they were only there to fuck each other and get their rocks off. Names were irrelevant. They were curious though to know where the others had come from, friendly enough to make idle chit chat. Max explained that he had met Tyler before on a train whilst he'd taken an impromptu business trip that took him out of town, and then that he'd been talking to Tyler for much longer than just the few weeks the whole group had. The Doberman himself could only grunt in response as whilst Max drove the car Chapu had the dog's muzzle buried firmly on his crotch, out of site from nearby road-users. The Komodo dragon then gave his side of the story, saying he'd been messing around near Event Horizon a bit too much with a mutt he'd managed to snag, saying he needed a change of pace. The two males had shared a laugh when they realised they'd both scored with the same guy at the same club, sharing details about what the other had done. The dog was astonished when he'd heard about the mutt's ordeal with watersports, but the lizard had come right there and then into Tyler's mouth abruptly after Max had divulged what had gone on between him and 'Zwoosh'. It caused such a mess it warranted another stop over at a lay-by, giving a chance for the lizard and dog to indulge themselves with a risky sixty-nine in the parking lot whilst the Doberman had been forced inside by the two men to clean the cum from his fur. Half an hour later and they were back on the road.

Their destination was a place just in the country, somewhere between the two major cities, but local enough to a town that it didn't exactly force anybody out of their way. Their host had stepped forward after admitting he was home alone after taking some time off work. 'Wildhorse' had already dabbled in a threesome that previously and his buddies were unavailable leaving him wanting for more collective action. He was more than willing to let people stop round his place if they wanted to see if they could spark an orgy. The other two members were travelling together, apparently, sharing some kind of friendship off the site. One was a genuine member, under the username 'StarsnStripeD', but his friend had been an essential newbie, having only just signed up the night before as 'FuzE1'. The trio were unaware really as to who they were, but they looked forward to making the intimate acquaintance when they got to 'Wildhorse's place.

It took some difficulty finding the actual house itself. It was tucked away amongst many other ordinary homes that the three of them had begun to question whether or not they were even in the right place, or if the stallion had been playing them around and was just a time waster. That being said, the two other guys who'd apparently met with the Australian Brumby - users called 'Polarit' and 'Reign' - had complimented the stallion immensely and given him a good reliability rating.

It was only when they'd texted him that they couldn't find the place had the horse come stood by his door waving at them with a big grin that they saw where they were headed. He was a towering guy, wearing only a pair of loose fitting shorts and topless. His dirty blonde mane clung to his forehead with a little sweat; a car was already parked up outside the guy's house on the curb, and Max swung theirs up alongside it. With the stallion already panting from shortness of breath and the indication someone else was here, it seemed that they were late to the party.

The stallion welcomed them with just a hint of an Australian accent,

"'Bout time you got here," he chortled, smelling already the stench of sex upon their clothes and fur, "Leon and Mancha got here forty minutes ago."

"We ran into some... engine problems," Max lied smoothly, the Komodo dragon picking up the false truth immediately, "Yeah, our gear stick kept seizing up."

"I managed to fix the leaks though," Tyler quipped, slipping his way past the two burly men, "There were... err... a lot of leaks." Another chuckle from the Brumby as he pointed up with a lone finger to the corner of his mouth,

"I can see that. You've still got a 'leak' right there." The Doberman blushed, wiping away the errant smear of dried cum from his muzzle, which roused a least a light smirk from them all, "Well, we've already started things in here, so I guess we're even then for getting a bit extra."

They were beckoned inside, the air already tainted with the heat of rutting, and as they wandered into the main lounge, they were greeted by a jackal and a dragon caught on the sofa, the dragon kneeling on the cushions, arms draped over the back whilst this male dug his face into his cheeks and ate him out. Panting, the lizard had introduced himself first as Mancha, and then his occupied friend as Leon, followed by a loud moan as the guy hit a sweet spot inside the bottom's ass. The last rounds of introductions were made, until all pretence of civility was dropped. As Drag, the Brumby, dropped his shorts to reveal he'd been going commando just to see them in, the three new arrivals all took to stripping off quickly, seeing the horse raise his cock back to the dragon's lips to let him suckle on the head.

"If you need lube there're plenty of bottles on the table. As we all agreed, everyone's been tested, so I ain't got condoms if you want any," The stallion let out a long sigh as Mancha took down his cock, sliding the organ in up until the medial ring prodded against the reptile's lips. There was a low groan in unison as Leon gave one last final slurp of the hole before standing back, gesturing for someone else to take a turn. It was Chapu had stood up first, snatching up a bottle of 'Bukkake' and slathering his member in it. He made sure to get his cock glistening, each ridge and spine defined with ever so delicate detail that a few of the guys were jealous. He came up behind the dragon, busy taking down the stallion's dick, and rubbed a long claw through the spit-sodden cheeks. Mancha responded with a slight sway to his hips, pushing back against the finger with the all clear - he wanted it. The Komodo dragon didn't need any encouragement as he began to press his dripping head into the hole presented to him. The dragon grunted when it slipped in, a deep whine drawn from his chest as Chapu took to sinking in the first half of his manhood without stopping, growling with teeth bared. It was tight around him, clenching against his ridged length for all that it was worth. Drag pushed his member in deeper too, attempting to match the Komodo's thrusts, until they were working in tandem, one pulling out whilst the other pushed in. Drag took the lizard's muzzle in one paw and drew it to his own, kissing him whilst they spit-roasted the hot dragon.

Meanwhile, with Leon now free and pent up, he turned to look for who'd like to pair with him. It was Tyler who offered up his ass first, whilst Max went to join the threesome that had sparked on the couch. The Doberman bent over and braced himself against an arm chair as the jackal took two bottles off the coffee table, tossing one to the Pitbull before using the other for himself. He was already well past the point of needing it for himself. His shaft was slick with his pre and raging for a hole to fuck, but still he coated it once more in a shine of lube, pouring some across his fingers. The jackal pulled apart the Doberman's rump and began to smother his hole with the stuff, pushing in every now and again to let the lube slip into him deeper, working into his innards. Though he was sure he could have easily stuff three to maybe four fingers into the dog's hole, he was gentle, stretching him open ever so slowly.

Max however had moved up behind the stallion. Since seeing him from the door, he'd desperately wanted to tap his ass. He wasn't entirely sure why, but the thought of dominating someone arguably more powerful than him was a real turn on. He crouched down behind the horse's ass and carefully moved his tail out of the way, letting it drape across his back over one shoulder. Eager paws reached up to grope the toned cheeks and pull them apart, the Pitbull's snout instantly burying itself into the crack and hungrily devouring the stallion's hole. Drag grunted, forced to lever himself forwards and brace against the couch, moaning to Chapu's muzzle whilst the dog had his fill of his ass. Mancha didn't seem to mind as more cock was pushed into his muzzle, his throat angled so that the fat flared head began to slide down his gullet. He could feel the stretch against his neck, a bulge moving down towards his stomach. The rasping tongue dug more into Drag's hole which only disrupted the motion the three had set up, with the stallion becoming more erratic. With two furs at either end pleasuring him, he knew he couldn't hold out, but he dug his hooves in and took time in focusing on the Komodo dragon's own mouth, whose tongue sought to roam the crevices of his muzzle and duel with their muscles. He grunted, their hot breath mingling in one another's scents as they all inhaled sharply.

Leon was done though with just fingering the Doberman. As he pulled the three fingers slowly from the dog's ass with a satisfying slurp, he stroked his shaft to prime himself. He shuffled up towards Tyler's exposed hole and slid himself in, not stopping until his knot was pressed hard against the dog's rim. They shared a mutual groan of pleasure, one entering the other, as their bodies joined. The jackal's throbbing length buried itself as much as it could inside the Doberman's tight ass, holding himself there for a moment to let him become accustomed to its size. He let his weight hunch over the body of the dog and hooked his arms under Tyler's armpits, giving him so purchase to hammer his member. He withdrew back and entered easily, seeing the dog's hole was slick and ready for use. He didn't waste his time in going at it gently. They were all well beyond that point. As he heard the four from the sofa let out their grunts and moans, Leon took to battering the bitch he had kneeling before him. Tyler grunted and growled as the jackal slammed his knotted cock away at his hole, feeling the insistence driving behind it. Whilst he might not have been as large as Max had been back on that train, Leon knew how to use his prick well, and he drove it again and again like a meaty spike into the dog's ass right at his prostate, refusing to let up or give him a moment's respite as he pounded away. With a sudden pop, as the jackal gave a decidedly powerful thrust, he tied himself with the Doberman's ass abruptly. There was a moment's pause between them to just recollect what had happened, the realisation showing on each of their muzzles in sly grins. Pivoting his hips back, the jackal yanked his knot free from the loose hole, only to slam it back in with a new thrust. Tyler moaned each time, gasping and clawing against the carpet as they moved to the floor now, providing the male with a better angle to knot-fuck his bitch into the floor.

A glance was shot their way as Chapu caught the two of them shifting about. Seeing the dog's hole open like that was intense, spread apart then sealed shut as that knot tore through him. It only spurred him on to bury all his meat inside the dragon's ass, huffing in short bursts whilst he slid back and forth. He could feel the rim catch along each of his ridges, the lube helping to ease the path but leaving the smaller lizard in a state of writhing agony and bliss. He held apart those cheeks to make sure he got a good view of that orange rump taking his cock, the green standing out quite boldly against the other hue. The rim clung to his girth as though it wanted him never to leave, sucking his inches back in despite the gasps its owner gave. He could feel the tightness still clamp down around his shaft, but it only made him want to fuck the slut harder, to ram until his cock was touching tips with the stallions. He'd heard rumours that it could be done, but only from patients from a medical facility. Still, it was a hot thought and he powered on, fucking the dragon into the sofa as he clung to the back, mouth full of stallion meat. Mancha grunted each time the Komodo behind him hilted himself in his ass, the sensations electrifying as they scored along his gut. The ridges plucked him in all the right ways, leaving his prostate feeling more like a washboard than a smoothed spot inside him. They grated and ground away until his cock was just a drooling, limp mess, the cum having not been fucked out of him but merely milked by the staggering cock which sunk into his depths. He could feel it each time, bottoming out somewhere that had his abdomen throbbing with every prod. Much the same could be said for this throat, for he feared the two males might split him apart with they kept up their frantic pace. Drag was giving no regard to him, clasping onto his skull as he simply fucked away as though it were another hole. He could feel wet spit trickle down his chin as his mouth was left to seal itself and suck along the mighty member, the earthy taste toiling along his tongue as he tasted the scarce drops of pre that made it into his muzzle and not directly down his throat.

Drag though didn't care whether the dragon he was getting good head off was able to breathe or not. His mind had become preoccupied with the dog's tongue that continued to explore his ass. Max delved in deep, the thick muscle flicking about along sensitive inner walls until the stallion was grinding a hoof into the carpet, resisting the urge to just scream for the Pitbull to fuck him. He didn't have to though, which was thankful, as he was on edge when finally Max pulled his muzzle free from the now loosened ass. Still, much like Leon, he didn't take any chances and lubed up his shaft. Having already cum twice today, he was surprisingly horny, ready for more. Perhaps it was just the situation, that he was actually taking part in an orgy rather than a one-to-one. He assumed that's why everybody else wasn't already waning from post-sex exhaustion. Regardless, he rubbed his slick tip along the stallion's curved rump before he let it plunge between the globes of flesh. The horse moaned, stopped thrusting for a moment, and waited until the familiar sting of initial entry flared through his ass. When it hit, he leant back quickly onto the Pitbull, sinking the dog's length in all the way up to the knot, hissing out as the sharp pain quickly ebbed away. He leant back now from Chapu, their kiss broken, and instead took to making out with the dog over his shoulder, turning his muzzle back as Max nibbled along his nape. The dog's cock began to slowly buck in and out of the tight hole, sliding back to just the head before cruising back in as though it were made to fit the horse's rear. The knot would push apart his cheeks, remind him that it was yet to come, but he didn't think he'd be capable of what Leon was doing to Tyler across the room - the size was too intimidating for that.

But for Tyler, it was perfect. The tugging and shoving feelings that one could only get from a good knot-fuck bloomed in his ass, ricocheting with pleasure all down his spine. He curved his back and pushed his behind back against the jackal when he went into a faster speed, pounding away at the dog's hole as though his life depended on it. Teeth were bared, shared growls mixing with each other's guttural grunts and moans, and the rich sounds of flesh slapping and sliding against flesh filled the room. The smell was overpowering, thick with male virility and unsuppressed need. It was thankful the house was detached or else they'd be getting rude knockings interrupting their group fun. Though Tyler couldn't have been sure if a worried citizen came knocking to check on the noise would actually stop the jackal. He seemed determined to drive the Doberman into the ground and beyond, really hammering away now with his knot flying at a blistering speed. The heat in his gut was almost too much to bear, the tapered head jabbing right as his prostate and making him gasp. His whole body shuddered with the exertion, his voice becoming tighter and tighter as it grew harder to breathe easily with Leon going at his guts so passionately. For the jackal, the urge was building, rising up within him and starting at the base of his tail. He could feel it spike out from his gut, probing against his abdomen as it willed itself to break free. There was little he could to hold it back, except only power on faster and faster until he knew he was on the very brink of shooting his load, slamming home a final time and howling loudly, his cum erupting into the Doberman's ass. He held himself there, knot sucked inside and now swelling to its proper size, and glowered in the orgasm, moaning as he humped an inch or two away still. Those who could turn their heads to look made their own little glances, seeing that Leon had finished up and soon they'd all need to switch around. Tyler was left though to relish in the feeling of hot seed spurting into his ass, the flow washing down his guts and seeping into him. He collapsed against the floor, his face pressed against the soft carpet whilst the jackal squatted over his rump, weighing him down. Their bodies were held closely together, Leon's weak pants drifting across the Doberman's neck until finally he calmed down from his climax, pulling his cock free with a wet squelch and marvelling at the mess he'd made. Cum dribbled down the Doberman's taint, curving about his sack before it dripped against his inner thighs. As he stroked his now limping cock, Leon grinned and watched the four on the sofa to see who'd be next.

Chapu knew he'd be the next to blow his load. The dog and the horse were already rapt in each other's attention, and whilst the stallion might have been close to letting loose he wasn't going to be available any time soon. So he felt responsible to give Leon something to do, and to free up Mancha as well at the very least. The Doberman was out of it though, his breathing heavy and ragged as his hole gaped so deliciously, dripping with the cum of a potent male. He'd love to take a turn on that ass, but first he had to finish with the dragon's. His claws dug into the tender hide of the male's hips, pulling the reptile backwards harder and harder against his rough lap, their balls slapping like a cradle with every brutal swing. The hole was well worn about his cock, now gliding in tow as he fucked Mancha against the sofa's back. Catching sight of the male's cock drooping below, oozing a thick stream of pre over the cushions, Chapu grinned to himself that he'd ruined the dragon's orgasm, grabbing onto the male's mane for a bit of dominance, slamming home with a few final thrusts before he roared, much more deafening than Leon, and came hard into Mancha's depths. He felt his cock surge with the heat of blood, the rush of his seed jetting against those inner walls and coating them with reptilian jizz, his member pressed up as close as it could to Mancha's buttocks. He held the dragon back against him, the smaller body writhing with his own, an evil paw running down along his bulging gut and giving a few careless strokes of the slimy cock that had some relative firmness to it. Mancha just gasped, squirming as he felt the warmth envelope his guts and flood through him, the head of Chapu's meat pushing out just above his crotch. They groaned in the midst of their orgasm, though for Mancha it was more just the relief that he now might have a chance to cum himself, rather than be denied to satisfaction of release. The Komodo dragon eventually relinquished his grip and pulled his cock free, the rim making a lewd wet fart as the rush of air escaped along with a splatter of cum that globbed onto the ridges of Chapu's cock. He grinned, seeing he'd make a mess that rivalled Leon's result and gave the dragon a healthy slap on the ass as a way of saying thanks, Mancha just grunted, still suckling upon the horse's tool as he squatted over the pre-soaked couch. Taking his cock then to the jackal, Chapu pushed his freshly spent member into Leon's muzzle and had the male suck him clean, sighing contently as he let the guy rouse him back to attention.

Mancha now put his efforts to sucking the stallion off. He'd been lucky to arrive early to get chatting with the host. Leon wasn't much of a guy to bend over - he was willing, sure, but perhaps a little too forthright to have anyone suspect him of being a tail-raiser. Though that was why most of them were here. All of them would top or bottom, depending on how their moods played out. The only exceptions Leon and Tyler really, but that was all the dragon could remember. But he'd won favour with the horse by stating he had highly recommended oral skills, to which the stallion had promptly let his pants drop and told him to prove it, before the other three had arrived. He remembered, blushing heavily, as he knelt before Drag whilst he and the jackal spoke giving head to the monstrous member. It pulsed now in his throat, dragging along his neck with its wide flare, using his muzzle like a fuck-toy and priming itself for release. He could feel the strain the horse was building up in his hips, the muscles tense and flexing like mad, desperate to hold back from really letting go, so he waited, patiently sucking against the thick shaft until the inevitable would occur. It only took a single whinny more, with a rightfully gut-squealing pound from the dog behind him, did the Australian Brumby finally let his balls empty themselves. True to his nature, the stallion's seed flooded forth by the bucket load, nearly clogging up Mancha's throat, forcing him back as the flow of hot batter became too much. It splattered against the sofa, making the stains the reptile had caused look like nothing more than minor inconveniences compared to the creamy wash of horse jizz. Drag panted loudly, grunting and mumbling incoherently back against the Pitbull whilst he rode out his orgasm, his cock slipping free from the muzzle and bouncing wildly, letting off its final errant jets of cum across the dragon's back. He bucked back against the canine, moaning feverishly until he began to feel the soar subside, the reminder that a cock still fucked his ass slowly drifting back to him as it slammed into his guts.

Breathing sharply, the canine actually had to calm himself down from cumming too soon; the horse's tight, clenching ass had nearly made him blow his load, but he'd managed to rein it back. He was determined at the very least to knot him just the once before he came, so with that challenge set in the back of his mind that drove hard and fast, trying to make up for the lost time so that he'd catch up to the rest of the group. He was the only one still messing around with another, whilst the rest were cleaning up their first loads of the evening. Drag was no stranger to getting fucked, but it had been a while since the last threesome, and since then he'd not played with himself as much as he'd have liked to. It left Max with the task of breaking through the recovered grip and of stretching the horse out so he could take any cock he pleased for the evening with grace. Each pump though brought them nearer to the prize, and though the stallion protests with light yelps and pained grunts, their bodies belied their intentions, with Drag pushing back against Max each time he went for the inward stroke. His girth had since opened up the stallion, but it was the knot that was the real key, and the Pitbull knew it was only a matter of time until he could hold out no longer. He did feel the horse give way, but it was slight, and perhaps too little for the short time they had. Deciding it might just be best to bite the bullet, he locked his muzzle with the stallion's, standing on tip-toes to slam home one final time to bury his knot in the stallion's hole. That was a great pressure, the hole truly fighting back, until force gave way to reducing strength and Drag whinnied loudly, breaking the kiss momentarily to breathe through the flurry of pain that seared in his gut. But the knot pulse warmly behind his rim, now swelling to a greater size and locking the two together. Max thrust his hips experimentally to test what room he had to play with, and found he could ride back and forth upon the inch of spare flesh just behind his knot, feeling his orgasm now careening through his system now that the guts encased his bulb of flesh. The tightness was too much, and he lost what cool he'd been preserving, now growling and diggng down hard with his claws against the stallion's toned torso, grinding away balls-deep as he emptied his load into Drag's depths. He could feel the cum splurge through, pushing deep into his innards, and the stallion leant his weight against the couch's back, huffing through the sharp but intense feeling of being full up, revelling in the bulge it gave him against his ass. He wished he could feel the familiar swell over and over, but he know sooner or later they'd have to switch up.

As Drag and Max waited patiently for the dog's knot to abate to a lesser size and with Chapu busy stuffing the jackal's muzzle full of cum-covered cock, Mancha moved over to where the now recuperated Doberman stood on all fours, keeping his ass raised so that none of the cum slipped out. The dragon rolled onto his back, sliding up under the dog so that they could position themselves into a sixty-nine, and without a word needing to be said he began to take the Doberman's ample length into his muzzle. Having already swallowed a load, Mancha wasn't content with just the one. He wanted more, as many as he could get really, and with everyone else preoccupied for the time being it seemed a good idea to take a suck of the dog's length, smeared with the leakage from his ass. It tasted good to sample the jackal's familiar load intermingled with that of Tyler's, the dog grunting and immediately busying himself with the dragon's stirring cock. He was sensitive to the touch, his hips twitching as Tyler took a firm grasp at the base and ran his paw over where the balls might have been; reptiles, he knew, had internalised parts, so it was a first for him to see a male without any. Still, it gave him a good chance to swallow as much as the cock presented to him as he could without anything else getting in the way. The smooth, sharp scent of musk drafted into his nose that exuded from the male's body, his tongue darting for where the hide parted to reveal meaty flesh. It was hot inside Mancha's internal sheath; his tongue working deep into the crevice as far as it could go, getting a hit of the rich sweat and pre that had built up in there. He growled in its taste, the aftereffects lingering in his muzzle before he took the dick into his muzzle, easily gulping it all down and sealing his mouth tightly around the base. Mancha grunted, pushing his hips upwards as he drew Tyler's slightly down until the Doberman's heavy body was resting against his own. He loved the sensation of being smothered by the bigger male, chirring happily to himself as he let the thick canine member slide into his throat, much like the horse had done before him.

Drag was now nursing a failing semi back to full mast, just as Max gave a tentative tug on the knot still locked with the stallion's ass. There was a little give, though not entirely lax just yet, but it was enough to have the two men pull away from each other. With a little force, the bulb popped free, and the pent up deposit of dog cum trickled out of Drag's ass and along his thigh, staining the fur and reeking of the scent of the male's marking. But now with the two men free, they were able to finally interchange partners. Drag spotted the two on the floor, sucking one another off, and whilst he'd already taken a slice of reptilian action, he was more than willing to have a go at the Doberman's ass. The knot-fucking he'd seen earlier would have more than likely loosened the pup up to a suitable standard so that he could slip in without a hitch. As he strutted about the furniture, wincing to himself as he realised practically everything was ruined - making the mental note to put down covers next time - he came to the centre of the lounge, the dog's ass at the right height that meant all the stallion had to do was lower himself into a squat over the dog and he'd be hitting a home run in no time. He could see Mancha digging in deep underneath Tyler's weight, sucking the cock for all he was worth, with a coy smile to his face knowing he'd stained that male's face with his seed before. Soon the dog would be adding his own load to the dragon's stomach. But he turned his attention instead to the ass presented to him. Still dripping and slick with jackal seed, Drag smeared his spent flare around the puffed rim, testing the resistance. The Doberman grunted when the stallion gave an experimenting push, but gave no other protest. Drag took it as a good sign, and so leant down and forwards, watching his shaft burrow into the engorged folds of a well-fucked ass. He let out a gasp of approval and satisfaction, feeling the warm slickness of remaining cum swamp about his cock, the depths of Tyler's ass so enticing and tight that he was amazed at how good it felt. A mouth was always good for blowing off steam, but it appeared an ass could do one better. He quickly let himself hilt the dog with a few thrusts, gradually introducing another portion of mighty cock at a time until his balls were slapping the Doberman's, right in front of Mancha's face who got a front row seat to see the dog's hole flare open about the thick spire of flesh.

Leon and Chapu soon joined the newly forming group. Whilst Leon sat out for the time being, content to stroke himself until he felt an opportunity to join in, Chapu came up behind the bred horse. Whilst he buried himself into the Doberman, the Komodo swiftly sunk his now hardened length into the stallion's rear, taking him by surprise. His gut pressed up against the horse's back and forced him forwards, very nearly toppling over onto the sixty-nine going on beneath them. Drag gasped aloud, moaning with gusto as the lizard let his thick length glide into the formerly knotted rear. Max had done away with any resistance, much like Leon had for Tyler, and so it was a repeating circumstance; the ridged length plunged into the horse's depths and found itself to be coated with the seed of the Pitbull, dripping out along an already wet crotch from having fucked the other dragon. But Chapu relished in the sensation, grunting and letting loose a cocky grin as he bucked up into the stallion, in turn making him buck into Tyler. They were starting off what was soon to be a conga of male cocks, as Max seized the opportunity to have a go at another ass that hadn't been fucked yet tonight. Just as he'd crept up behind Drag, Max snuck up to Chapu and lowered himself to his knees, swiftly taking a grab at the green ass and pouring a generous load of lube onto it. The lizard growled at the sudden attack, but once he realised what was going on the growl turned from the low, chest rumbling threat to one of lewd perversion, knowing exactly what was about to happen. Max wasn't deterred regardless, whether Chapu was on board or not. He lowered himself just enough until he could press his tip against the lizard's ass and slowly push inside. From their talk in the car, he knew the reptile could take it, no matter how hard he gave it, so he wasn't surprised in the least when the hole parted and swallowed his cock. As he gradually grew thicker inside him, he eventually had to stop to withdraw and loose the Komodo dragon up, but he was expecting a smooth entry and a swift pick-up to full on fucking. They'd soon have the train of men going at a reasonable speed, with one fucking another after another. With his knot pressing up against the reptile's cheeks, Max hugged Chapu's barrelled chest, his own gut pressing against the likewise built lizard's back. It came down to Leon finally to fit in as the last piece, taking up the space behind the Pitbull. Though perhaps not as stoutly bodied as the rest of the guys, he made up for it in his height and with his skill at using his cock. He took the bottle of lube from beside Max's knees and now used the remaining dregs to soap up his own cock, before sliding a paw along the contour of Max's ass. Fingers dove into the crack and sought out the sweet pucker, the hot ring pulsing before Leon began another session of fingering, slowly working his way in until he had the male whimpering and grunting as three to four digits slid themselves in and out of his hole. Max was light work though, as many of the men before had all been fucked at some point in their lives and with some regularity to it. Max was no exception, and opened up like a charm to the jackal's insistence. Soon fingers were replaced by cock, and the Pitbull barely registered the change as Leon expertly pushed his member in, letting his fingers slip out only to introduce the jackal's manhood. The sank himself in right to the knot, letting his flesh press tight against Max's hole, and when all men pushed forwards as far as they could go, they each enacted upon another, with Leon at the helm and then rest acting as pistons to the male in front.

Every time Leon would push forwards, Max would be spurred on by the insistence of a knot against his hole. Not wanting to take it just quite yet and at such a vigour as Tyler had managed it, he thrust forward into Chapu. The lizard was much the same, except with a greater incentive to fuck the ass in front of him to escape the knot. That forced Drag to push hard against the Doberman, who grunted into turn and muffled a moan about Mancha's cock, eliciting a moan likewise from him which had Tyler clenching his ass about Drag's meat. That caused him to pull out, pushing Chapu's gut back and making him retreat, which forced Max back, and then Leon, and then over and over again. It was a machine of flesh and sweat and musk. The sensation was electric, overwhelming and all-consuming. The rest of the world might have well as not existed for all they cared as they began to switch the machine on, setting off slowly at first until everyone began to grasp the routine. That's when they picked up speed. Mancha and Tyler were left as the end-stage of the system, left to deal with the rutting the others got up to. Those in the middle were victims most, conducted by Leon, arguably the smallest of the men there but still quite the man to make his presence known. They were all left as blushing, whimpering, quivering messes beneath his scrutiny, his fucking dictating to them how and when they should shift forwards in the long line of fucking and what speed they were to set themselves at. For a while, it worked; they reached their efficiency with precision, hammering away at one another's asses and having the man in front moan to the ceiling as a cock slid into their guts. Be the species dog, lizard, or horse, it mattered little, as they were all enamoured and rapt with each other's bodies. Max had taken to toying with Chapu's piercings, seeking them out with groping paws and tugging on them to have the male squirming in his grasp, whilst likewise the Komodo dragon leant forwards to grapple the horse's hips and really drive deep into him, making sure the ridges dragged themselves along his prostate so he was made distinctly aware of their presence. Drag couldn't deny they felt good, groaning in a long, drawn out breath each time they did, making hims thrust hard and deep into Tyler's ass, pushing into where the colon might be and burying himself as deeply as it were possible. Leon just took command of the Pitbull, rubbing along his gut and massaging it beneath his paws, finding satisfaction the fact he was in command of all these big men.

The efficiency wouldn't last though. It was the horse who broke down first, his speed increasing as the lizard's torturous grinds and the dog's coaxing ass became too much to bear. As he flapped his lips and grunted, his hips now fucking erratically and with no control, he felt his orgasm rip through him after being teased for so long. He shot several thick streams deep into the dog's behind, letting his cum seep and mix with the jackal's load, and he very nearly collapsed on top of the sixty-nine they had going. It was only for Chapu's grip on his waist the prevented him from falling over, but it was like a domino effect; a cascade reaction that no upset the system. As Drag came hard into Tyler, the Doberman was left to whimper and grunt, his ass feeling once more with hot seed, blushing heavily as he felt it back up and very nearly overflow. He milked the cock with his muscles, keeping as much in and loving the deep, full sensation it gave him as it sank into his gut. It was enough to set him going, the dragon's muzzle having been too much now to bear. Trying to give some warning in a panicked growl, he felt his load surge out of him, as though forced out by the intake of male seed. It came in thick jets finally, having been denied cumming from the jackal's fucking, and now Mancha gulped down every drop, his throat working over the cock and tongue wrapping around the knot, tugging at it and milking Tyler with just as much eagerness as he milked Drag. With the Doberman still sucking at his own junk and being in an identical position, he finally had his chance to shoot, and took it, reaching down to give his balls a firm squeeze as the muzzle slid along his shaft, whining until finally he felt the edge fall away; he came hard, taking the chance to unload against the dog's face. Tyler was unprepared for the suddenness of it all, and whilst he'd just pulled back to the tip he had only a moment to realise that the dragon was cumming before thick shots splattered against his face. He sealed his lips about the cock just too late, when the last spurts dribbled across his tongue and the heavier loads slathered his face. They both panted hard, exhausted from both being the chance to eventually cum, unlike the rest of the guys.

Chapu had been holding on as best he could, but the stallion's straining hold had clamped down hard against his member, and now the tightness was working against him. With pleasure coursing through his body, he buried in as deep as he could until he bellowed, grinding his hips against the stallion's ass and cumming hard. He felt at the same time Max enter him, finally giving two, maybe three final shoves until his knot popped into his ass. Chapu grunted and winced, his orgasm mixed with that flare of pain so neatly that he couldn't tell which was which. Instead it blurred into an intense sensation that fried every nerve of his body to oblivion. He too became weak, having now cum twice and now with a randy dog about to unload in his own hole. He barely had chance to register the vague humping of Max until the hot seed burst forth, breeding the lizard's ass for the first time that evening, and hopefully not the last. Each creamy jet pulsed deep into him, feeling the knot swell and throb inside his ass until he felt like it could get no bigger, then perhaps expand an inch more just to test his resolve. Chapu slid out of Drag's ass and gave the stallion a firm slap, letting him now he was done and shaking his cock clean. He whistled and motion for the lizard from earlier to come over; Mancha extracted himself from the trio and moved between the stallion and Chapu, still at a kneeling level. The Komodo dragon took a rough grasp of the reptile's head and pushed him down to his crotch, forcing another male to once again clean him up fresh from fucking. All that was left now was for Leon to cum, but he pulled out from the dog's ass, causing him to whine from not receiving his own cream-pie, but Leon didn't disappoint. He didn't want to tie himself up like the others, and so stroked himself quickly, his climax rising up through his groin and eventually becoming a burning sensation in his abdomen, impossible to ignore; he let loose across Max's ass, letting the strands of sticky jackal seed spray across the small of his back and his cheeks until finally he pushed back in, sinking in up to the knot to deposit the final shots inside, just to satisfy him. They grunted together, soft moans and a chorus of panting filling the room now as they all reached a natural point to break off for some recovery. Leon stood up, letting his cock slop free from Max's ass, and he laid down beneath the two of them still tied, his muzzle reaching up to lick their balls respectively and to lap against the portion of Max's cock still visible that hadn't yet been pushed deep into Chapu's ass. Max wasn't quite done though. With an evil smile, he whispered something almost too softly into the lizard's ear before he pulled back, pushing the Komodo dragon down onto all fours. He then swivelled his stance around, swinging one leg over the backs of the men on the floor and postioned himself so that he was ass to ass with the reptile, his cock tugging and pulling ever so slightly against the rim, still engorged and excited by the rasping tongue of Leon. Chapu grunted, his own member throbbing within Mancha's mouth, the four of them now relaxing in the afterglow of their orgasms and waiting for the Pitbull's knot to calm.

Drag was then left to attend to the Doberman, pulling him round to lay on his back. The Australian Brumby grabbed each of the dog's heels and pushed him back, exposing those spooge-leaking cheeks and the tasty hole ripe for another fucking. But the stallion couldn't resist doing something else, his meat spent for the time being, and instead he lowered himself down, folding the dog back on himself and placing his weight resting against his thighs. He leant down, his muzzle descending to that puckered hole, and with a dark blush burning brightly on his cheeks, he pushed his mouth against the cum-slick rim. Tyler groaned, pushing with his guts to force out the loads now sitting in his ass, and they gurgled up, eventually bubbling to the stallion's lips. Drag drank greedily, moaning softly whilst load after load came up, the tasteof himself, another, and the Doberman all mixing into one kinky cocktail of spooge. He let his tongue dig into the hole, squirming about inside the fucked-innards and sought out the deep pockets of cum, lapping them up as though they were a rich beverage. When he finally came up for air, still blushing as though the whole dirty act had been secretly forbidden, his muzzle was smeared with the males' cum.

As they all recuperated and readied themselves for another round of whatever else their minds could concoct, one bright spark decided to check the time, and with a curious note, remarked,

"Guys... you know we've only been at this for an hour?"

There was still a long, _long_time left to fully explore each other's bodies and reach many more orgasmic highs, as their fluids and scents all blended into one hot haze of male sex.