Whoops!
"...heh dude, like you should totally bring Jennie to the party..." and those were the last words to exit the school's locker room as they disappeared out the door along with the last five or so jocks who had just finished using the gym, of course luckily for those words they had a pair of ears to fall on.
"Thank god that's over..." thought Vinny as he took a seat on the change bench and began to rummage through his locker. Although that vulpine of a freshman had been going to a brand new college in a brand new town in Nebraska for a good five months into his culinary studies, he still felt like a total stranger in this place; not to mention he wasn't in the most homosexually advantageous places in the world, after all it was Nebraska. Either way, he didn't let that trepidation hold him back from using the gym for his own reasons and that was most of the incentive he needed to use the place. It went without saying however that there was another reason he had that motivated him to come down every evening after class.
As the fox sat there and pulled a fresh change of clothes out from his locker it didn't take too long for him to find a large yellow envelope, big enough to hold an eight and a half by elleven peice of paper. The fox blushed and smiled softly, thinking once again to himself
"Man I can't believe they actually went ahead and developed these pictures. Heh I'm gonna be one happy fox soon..."
With that, Vinnie sat back up, placed the envelope next to him and went right to popping open and unzipping his cargo shorts to give those cream coloured furry sheath and genitals of his all the freedom they needed to breath and cool off. He was pretty much your average fox of boi-ish proportions, of course when you're still eighteen years old, it would to be quite the number of years before he showed any sign of losing that sleek, slim and slender figure that foxes like him were known for having. He stood a little over five feet tall and last he weighed his twink body, he came in around a hundred and fifteen pounds at best; and like foxes of his kind, he was orange, black and creamy in colour in all the right areas.
Vinnie paused for a brief moment to have a listen around, his sensitive vulpine ears perked and at attention as they held still, laying in wait for any audible prey to fall victim to their attention. Before too long however the fox smiled and found no evidence to deny him of the solitude he so desperately wanted from what was once a busy locker room. Oh sure, to the horney little fox fag it was like sending his libido off to Disneyland as that once busy locker room was full of older, stronger, fitter and more boisterous dog jocks who had all finished up the daily training that it took to be proactive member's of the schools mixed martial arts team, but sometimes you just need to take a bit of a break from it all and enjoy the solitude; and enjoy the solitude he did, as he undid the thin red string that sealed the envelope closed and pulled out the thirty glossy stack of photos hidden inside of it. It of course didn't take very long for the insides of the fox's ears to flush bright pink as he flipped through each and every single one of them and it didn't take very much for that average creamy white sheath set upon those average creamy white fox gonads to start plumping up.
It seemed that with every photo he came to, pausing for a moment to savour the freshly developed images in his paws, his maleness couldn't help but begin taking on new form within it's furry prison; only for it's soft puckered opening to gradually spread out, revealing the pink flesh of his cockhead's tapered end as the furry white flesh around it's emergence bloomed out. It also didn't take long for the head of his swelling dick to finally pop free of it's opening and pour it's flesh along with the shaft behind it, out into the air of the locker room. Vinnie was feeling pretty good about himself now, and it wasn't long before his foxhood stood tall and proud beneath him, lazily squirting out thin splashes of vulpine precum onto the cool brown tiled floor infront of him.
As he finally flipped to the last photo, he brought his paw down to wrap it's furry black warmth around the gleaming red meat rod between his legs as he now had a reason to begin pawwing himself off alone in the locker room. The fox sat the stack of photo's down beside him on the bench, his other paw still pleasuring himself nice and slowly as it jerked and twitched in his paw; squeezing out a fresh pour of fox juice from within the natural lubed flesh of his member with every stroke, only to bring his paw right back to the base of his seven inch foxy pride and squeeze out another thin pour as he looked at the pictures, occasionally switching them up for a brand new one to look at.
Vinnie kept it up like this, pawwing and watching and taking no breaks in between. He could feel his breathing increase along with the rate of his heart as he slowly began squirming about in his seat, gulping and panting softly. Of course had his attention been been lacking enough to divide itself up between his cock, the pictures and the locker room door, he probably would have been able to hear the knob turning, along with the sound of the door opening with it. But the fox was too busy enjoying himself to pay any attention to the doberman responsible for opening that door.
The fox however just kept pawwing away, his breath starting to grow more deep and concentrated, his squirming becoming less and less with his gradually arching back left to make up for that lack of slow writhing the fox was making as he felt himself drawing closer and closer to the start of something that was bound to feel amazing, only to suddenly yip in shock as his moment of solitary joy was unexpectedly interrupted
"WHAT THE FUCK?!"
Nygel stood there at the entrance of the locker room as he caught a quick glimpse of the fox pleasuring himself like this on the bench. Nygel, being the doberman that he was, was quite a stark contrast to the smaller fox sitting there amidst his predicament about five feet away. The dog stood a good six and a half feet tall and probably outweighed the fox by a good hundred pounds or so. For his height, he still proportioned out perfectly. He had the body one would expect to find on a doberman who spent most of his adult life strength training. His efforts lending him to pack on pure, solid functional muscle that, although wasn't as large and filled out as other males who cheeted the system by loading up on creatine and hemodilating suppliments, he made up for the lack of being a bit oversized by the fact that this doberman's body was built for strength and endurance.
Vinnie instinctively spun around on the bench to face away from the other male's shocked voice in an attempt to hide his shameful act. Of course he could probably get away with what he was just doing if the photos he was holding hadn't flown out of of his paw to land at the doberman's paw feet. Nygel looked incredibly puzzled as to what all was going on, but that soon changed as he looked down at the pile of glossies and knealt down to get a closer look before standing back up with a bunch of them in his paw.
The dog wasn't sure exactly what to make of all this yet as he saw what appeared to be quick snap shots taken in the locker room. It was pretty evident that these pictures were taken in this very locker room as he recognized all the different breeds of his buddies, ranging from boxers to great danes to dalmations and even a couple of the rottweilers he spent most of his time with hanging out after school; but there was a rather strange continuity to all of it as the focus of these snapshots were of the very doberman who was holding them in his paw.
Nygel looked up, only to see the fox sitting there with three quarters of his back turned to him, holding a bent leg up against his chest as the pawfoot belonging to it tucked up against his rump cheek as it sat planted on the bench. The fox blinked and looked down in shame, knowing that being the kind of fox he was along with being caught red pawwed could only mean he was about to get the beating of his life.
Vinnie closed his eyes and felt a sad tear welling up as he tucked his head in to his chest and shivered, hearing the sound of the doberman with the rather dangerous looking exterior padding closer and closer to him, knowing he was going to have to make up some kind of excuse soon as to how he "fell down the stairs". Before he knew it, he did indeed feel the dog's paw make contact with him, but instead of it coming in the form of a tanned knuckle blackout, it felt more like a firm squeeze on his shoulder, but that along with the memory of just how badly beaten he was the last time anyone found out about him was all the incentive he needed to quickly grow light headed; feeling as if he were gently floating back as the world around him grew whiter and whiter and began to spin, only for the petrified fox to finally black out completely.
"...'na be okay?"
"I dunno... he's been out for a while..."
"Oh yeah? Heh well he better get up soon 'cause I got dinner with my girlfriend at six..."
"Pff yeah me too. But he is pretty cute isn't he?"
"W-wait, he's coming to..."
These were only some of the voices that filled Vinnie's ears as his conciousness began to surface, fading into it as his senses began to stir. He still felt pretty out of it as he slowly opened his eyes and gradually realized he hadn't had a single cut, missing tooth, cracked rib or sore spot on his body. Vinnie tentatively opened his eyes, his nostrils filled with a scent he wasn't all too unfamiliar with and as his vision gradually cleared, he realized he wasn't in the predicament he thought he was in. Infact it was quite the opposite as what stared him straight in the face had to be the biggest black dick he had ever set his eyes on, and it's gooey pre seminal sent grew stronger and stronger the more he came to his senses. It didn't take long before his perepheral came to life, letting him see just who that cock belonged to, and it was that of the doberman who first set paw into the place, of whom was now seated and straddled on the very same bench the fox was laying chest down on.
Nygel smiled as he looked down at the fox, his flacid dick already having swollen enough to lay it's fat girth out on the bench infront of him, with a handsome set of doberman gonads that sat bunched up underneath it's base, reminding the fox of a couple of cue balls.
Vinnie finally came to his senses completely and began to sit back up straight, of course had his wrists not been bound together under the change bench, he probably would have been able to sit up straight to see what all the activity was.
"Wh'what's going on?"
The fox curiously tried to pull his wrists apart but found it was of no use as they were indeed bound pretty tight by the fox's own underwear, even his ankles were bound to the legs of the bench behind him. Nygel reached back to grab the photos behind him to show the bound fox, holding them there for him to see, smiling gently and giving the fox a patting rub of reassurement on his cheek
"Hey dude... I believe these belong to you"
Vinnie blushed rather bashfully as the reality of his situation hit him and that the moment here with the doberman was about to go places he had only fantasized about since he laid eyes on the dog many months ago. Well... at least he thought he had it all figured out, but what he wasn't completely aware of were the twelve other canines lounging about on the various locker room benches behind him as he smiled and swished his fluffy yet well groomed tail about behind him, speaking up to the dog once more as his bent elbows came to rest on the bench beneath him
"O'ohmy... Looks like you caught yourself a fox. Heh I seem to be in quite the predicament. Gee... there's gotta be something I can do to convince you to let me go?"
Nygel chuckled once again
"Heh... well that's not up to me dude; but you might get your answer from one of the other guys behind you..."
Vinnie suddenly blushed madly as he heard Nygel's response and looked back over his shoulder, only to gasp in disbelief as he saw the dog wasn't lieing.
Although they were all different breeds for the most part, the one thing they all shared in common, including the gradually swelling doberman infront of the vulpe, was that of their double digit sized lenghts that all hung out over their rather healthy sized dog testicles that bunched up beneath them on the benches they were sitting on.
It was almost as if the entire locker room was filled with the dogs he shared the place with only moments earlier and indeed it was. Well, at least most of them but there were a few purebreds he hadn't seen before; as the place was chaulk full of canines, who were all very... VERY eager to make friends with the fox. For the moment the place was abound with pitbulls, rottweilers, bull terriers, dobermans and various other naturally well built canines, and not a single one was of the long fur variety either, which only helped to show off their hot, chisled canine bodies all the more so.
Vinnie gulped and gasped, the repsonse from the dogs consisting of smiles, nods and grins from each male as it was pretty evident now of what exactly was going to happen to the fox, leaving him no choice but to start panting deep, slow and hotly at the sight of all that fresh dick behind him, which he knew was soon to be all his before bringing his head back around to look up at the doberman with a shimmering look of hopeful thanks.
Nygel, who was fully swollen out at full mast infront of the fox, leaned in to give the fox a friendly lick on the cheek before leaning back on outstretched arms behind him as he straddled the bench, bringing the slow hard throb of his fifteen incher to stick straight up, save for the slight curve that ran through his jet black erection, still looking down to talk to the fox
"Heh... I'm guessing you're probably wondering what the hell's going on, aren't ya? Well every Friday before the building locks kick in after school, we all sneak down here to have our weekly penis pump parties with each other. Because of the nature of what it is and especially the fact this place is probably the biggest gay dead zone in America, we can't exactly make it part of the official college curriculum, so we have to do it privately, heh no pun intended. I was the first one here and to be honest, didn't expect to see what I saw, but hey... you don't hear me or any of the other guys complaining, do ya? Guys?"
The doberman looked up at all the other dogs lounging about behind the fox with a rather expectant grin on his face as the fox had no idea it could get any better than it had been only moments ago, only to almost go faint again as he heard the depth of their masculine voices fill his ears.
"Pff nope!"
"No way Nygel!"
"Heh I get first dibs!"
"I'm not complainin!"
Even the dogs who didn't voice their approval shared similar responses with one another as they grinned, winked, and nodded to the penis pump club president who sat there infront of the fox.
Nygel grinned and looked down at the rather excited yet bound fox on the bench infront of him, only to speak once more
"See? Absolutely nothing to worry about. Some of the guys couldn't make it, but if anyone asks, we'll just tell them we were training our new mascot. Now..."
The doberman stood up from the bench he was straddling, only to bring his hips up to eye level with the fox; leaving the dog's drooling cocklength to stare Vinnie in the face as the doberman slowly began to paw himself off right infront of him, only to finish the sentence he started only a moment ago
"...you do want to be our mascot don't you?"
Vinnie gulped hard and nodded with a soft gasp before parting the front of his cute vulpine muzzle for the powerful dog in the hopes he would use it for his cock's new home. Nygel grinned and stepped in a little closer, close enough to push the fat breadth of his cockhead in against the front of Vinnie's soft maw and spread it open a little more. The doberman licked his chops as he saw and felt the sensitive naked blackness of his drooling member sliding wetly over those rubbery soft, silk like vulpine lips of the fox's, catching them and drawing them in along with it somewhat. Vinnie stared wide eyed on bent elbows as he held himself still for the dog, his own member quickly spilling out of it's furry residence and completing itself beneath his belly as the dobe kept squeezing his fat dick into him.
Nygel reached out to grab the pink leather collar the fox wasn't wearing before he passed out after pulling the peice of scotch tape he placed on the cute little brass bell beneath it to keep it from dinging when he woke at first and then just flicked the tape away after rolling it up into a little bell. The doberman went right back to pushing his meat into the wide eyed fox's young muzzle nice and slowly, the dog panting slightly as he managed to wedge his cockhead into Vinnie's foxmouth, loving the feel of the vulpe's fox tongue bunching up under his glans, the feel of his muzzle's rib like upper pallatte rubbing over the thick coronal flesh within it and the wet inner flesh of the muzzle lips stretched around it's sides. He didn't mind that he could feel Vinnie's small fox teeth against it as he knew it was only going to offer nothing more than minor distracting discomfort, and it wasn't until this point that he looked around the room at all the other members of the secret unregistered after school club, with each one looking back at him with about as much frustrated eagerness and desire similar to that of someone dropping a thick juicey steak infront of them.
The doberman just stood there, holding his dick in the fox's muzzle for a moment and letting it drain out as the sweet warmth of his precum began to seap and pour to the ground from between Vinnie's tightly pursed lips before nodding to one of the rottweilers, who at this point had brought his attention around to the english terrier sitting next to him and was already starting to paw and make out with the large, equally buff new comer to the group as the situation had already gotten to him that he had to do something. Nygel took a moment to savour the sight of the two dogs already showing interest in each other before calling out to the rottie
"Blake, dude.... wouldn't you rather have a nice peice of fox ass around your dick?"
Blake slowed the deep muzzle kissing he was giving the sexy english terrier sitting next to him and slowly opened his eyes enough to look back at his long time friend of a doberman and smiled before pulling away from the kiss and giving Arwen a friendly pat on his jaw and speaking rather reassuringly to the sweet white dog he was once lip to lip with
"God... you're gorgeous... I promise, nine o'clock tonight, I'll meet you at your place..."
With that, Blake gave Arwen a kiss on the other side of his maw and got up to go give his attention to the fox, of which was now feeling Nygel's hips slowly pumping that cock of his that any onlooker could swear was about as big as a fifteen inch baseball bat. Blake on the other hand, came to the party representing his dick to the rest of the other members and the dogs who belonged to them with his own unique dimensions as he stepped up to straddle the last remaining foot of bench behind Vinnie; his cock, albeit a couple inches shorter than Nygel's made up for that loss with a girth that had to be almost an inch thicker from side to side and top to bottom and hey, when you're a rottweiler, you really had no choice but to have one of the thickest dicks out of all the dog breeds, not to mention a set of orbs unique to your breed that were most likely responsible for the expression of "It's the dog's bollocks!", seeing as it wasn't hard to accuse dogs of his breed of trying to smuggle a pair of cantelopes in his shorts accross the locker room. Even the curve of Blake's dick was unique in it's own way as instead of cuving up, it bent down. Of course he wasn't the only dog in the place with a downward curve, but compared to the rest of the other guys, he made up the minority, consisting of a couple other guys.
Speaking of other guys, they all watched with anticipation of the scene that was beginning to transpire and knew this "poor" fox was going to be in for the monster fucks of his life before the night was over and even a few of them couldn't help but start to paw off to the sight of what was happening and the thoughts of what it was going to look like as Nygel was already slowly starting to hump the smallest of all the males in the face, his thick dick popping in and out of the fox's throat in a series of gradual, muffled, quiet squelches, leaving the fox to pant hard through flaring nostrils and fight off his gag reflex every time the dog plunged into his tight gullet. Suddenly he felt the doberman's paw wrap around the base of his tailroot and slowly stretch it back towards the slow forward thrusts of his hips, gradually stuffing his dick in further and further in an effort to loosen up the fox.
Blake on the other paw had just begun pushing the fat, drooling head of his own member up to the tight furry hotspot that was buried deep under the fox's tail. Infact the rottweiler even wondered if the fox had a pucker as it was too far in to actually see, or maybe it was because Vinnie had the finest peice of rump that any top could ever hope to fuck as even the muscles in the deepest part of his tight furry crack were well developed to the point that it hid the best part of it, but that didn't matter either way as the squishy flesh of the rott's nearly fist sized cockhead began pushing it's dominant swell in to the fox, forcing the vulpe's tight rear to spread wider and wider around it.
Vinnie felt all the activity going on back there and only just barely managed to fit around the other larger dual toned breed of dog behind him. The feel of Blake's deliciously fat dick forced the fox to start panting even hotter as it kept sinking into him, sending hot desperate breaths out over the slow plunging thrusts of Nygel's half embedded member, only for the fox to suddenly tense up hard and MEEP!!! as Blake finally punched through the tightest part of his tailhole, only to slowly shove that massive thirteen plus incher into the fox all the way to the hilt, only to slow his onward plunge for a moment to pop wet and silently into the fox's second tightness and embed that granite stiff member of his deep into the fox twink's guts as the rottweiler finally hilted about as balls deep as he could shove the warm squirting slab of knotless rottie dick of his up inside someone much shorter, lighter and weaker than he was.
It of course didn't take very long for Blake to draw his meat back out slow and savoringly about three quarters of the way back, sliding back and dragging that thick head through the foxtwink's overly tight channel, dragging some of the fur around his tailhole out a little from under his tail before slowly shoving his meat back into the warm fox once more, left only to bring his strong paws down from Vinnie's slim hips and grip the sides of the bench for better support as he only now plunged the downward curve of his dick alllllllllllllll the way back into the desperate, wanton fox beneath him.
Should anyone have any doubts that the fox was enjoying this, they'd soon be proven wrong as Vinnie began moaning and whining hotly beneath the two canines as they literally see sawwed their hips back and forth at each end of the fox; the dobe pushing in as the rott drew his dick out and the rottweiler shoving right back into the fox just as soon as the doberman slowly pulled his meat back out. The fox was in pure absolute bliss as the well endowed pair at either end of him forced Vinnie to take every inch of their thick German crotch sausage with every thrust, occasionally thrusting in opposition to each other as they just kept giving it to him nice and slowly, the fox's teeth distracting Nygel enough to keep his excitement from getting too out of hand and it didn't take very long for the vulp to push that tight six pack of his in against the bench beneath him and arch his back enough to round his rump up and give the rottweiler with the chisled powerlifter body behind him more of a downward angle to fuck him with.
Blake began to moan as he felt the fox's tight channel clamp down around his meat and give it a new angle to fuck him with, infact it was almost the perfect angle to pump the fox rump now and he literally had no choice left but to start puming him a little faster, his heavy bunched up rottie testicles bumping softly into the back of Vinnie's thighs, showing the fox his appreciation for this new angle and love for fucking his rump as the vulpe turned his head to look back and up over his shoulder at Blake as his hips began slapping away at Vinnie's behind now, filling the room with the muffled audibilty of the big dog's furry thumps against him as that little golden bell under his collar kept dinging away.
As the two dogs began having their way with the little bound fox between the both of them, the rest of the entire room finally gave in and began pawwing off to what they saw infront of them with some helping to paw each other off both mutually and otherwise. They all knew they couldn't finish off by themselves because the first rule of membership was that it had to be inside another male, or they risk losing their memberships, and with all the happenings that went on in this club and just how hard it was to even find another gay dog in this town, it was well worth avoiding that risk, either way though, the scene behind Blake was that of a writhing, moaning, gasping, pawing frenzy as elleven other very healthy males were really starting to enjoy each others' efforts. It didn't matter who's cock's were in who's paws as great dane helped to paw off doberman, boxer helped to paw off pit bull, bull terrier helped to paw off rottweiler. The scene was nothing but a pawwing orgy of delight as each and every male oozed and poured out their copious flow onto the tiled floor at their feet as the sound of Blake's hips smacked a little louder in the back ground and the fox's muffled moans began growing in volume as well with the sound of the bell dinging back and forth a little faster also.
This had to go on for a good ten or fifteen minutes. It was a locker room full of dog heaven as far as anyone could tell and as the excitement kept building, so did the rottweiler's as he really began breeding the fox now, fapping those strong hips into his rear with a pace that was too fast to let him pull his massive dick out more than a quarter of the way. As Rudy brought his attention up from that swollen boxer dick of his as he sat there on the bench, letting Aden slowly glide his pitbull paw up and down the boxer's member, he could see that Blake's heavy rott gonads were slowly starting to lose their sway and bunch up tightly under his crotch and rump, only for the rottie to suddenly SLAM his hips into the tightest, plumpest fox rump he's ever fucked and yelp out over the vulpe.
Suddenly Vinnie's eyes shot wide open as he felt the dog behind him suddenly burst the first of many explosive litres of seed into his guts. Vinnie whimpered around Nygel's cock as he paused his plunging thrusts into the fox's gullet, as wave after gushing wave of the dog's firey hot semen fired it's sticky pent up release into him, sending volley after volley of seemingly endless release up into his guts, only for it to quickly begin back squirting up against the rottweiler's musky crotch and drip out onto the bench beneath their groins. Even for someone with a body built to bench press four hundred pounds, not even Blake could could avoid being held powerless in the torturously joyous grip of his orgasm's clutches. Either way he just held himself there, the fox's rump cheeks compressed up against themselves as the rottweiler's weight pinned the fox to the bench in his back arched state.
Even a couple of the other studs came close to blowing their own load as they just had to see what all the excitement was about, but none the less they all held their ground and took a break from being pawwed off to help cool their testicular jets.
Finally Blake slowly began to relax as his flood finally gave in and emptied out completely inside of the fox, only to slowly pull his dick back out from under the vulpe's tailbase, bringing along with it heavy pours of steamy hot rottweiler semen until finally popping out of Vinnie's once tight passage, forcing the fox to tense up and clench his face before releasing a heavy gush of sticky dog spunk from under his tailroot.
Vinnie looked up at Nygel who was preoccupied both with keeping his half buried dick inside the fox's muzzle and looking around to see who he'll let go next, only to smile and nod to the dogs behind the fox after the vulpe collapsed from the minor exhaustion that came with being used like this. None the less Vinnie stayed there in the doggy style position he was in as he knew these boys weren't going to be satisfied until they all had their turn breeding his plump foxy rear. Maybe being forced to spend more time with your toys as the only way to please yourself to make up for the totally non existant amount of sex you got from having to hide in the closet from a very close minded school was actually a good thing, as most anyone of his size and in his position would have had to get to the hospital by now.
Vinnie was still quite intrigued by becoming the club mascot and he did his very best to please the chairman, and in an effort to show his interest, he took the initiative to slowly start bobbing head back and forth beneath the doberman, his muzzle gliding back and forth over the fat flesh within it at a slow tender pace, his head cocking from one side to the other as he stared right down it's length and saw the finely cut muscularity of the dog's thick nuts and the body they along with his thick dick belonged to.
Nygel looked down and rumbled deeply just in time to see the fox dip his head back to look up at him, the squishy black head of his member squeezing flat between the fox's lips, looking as if that fat girth of his was about to squeeze free from the fox's muzzle, only to see the vulpe quickly shoot forward and suck that delicious doberman meat back into the youth of his slutty maw, only to build up a slow, steady rythm to savour and please the dog at his face and hear the sexy German canine's words fill his ears once more as he smiled, licked his lips and spoke softly to him
"Y'yeah, we could do that. Do a good job and I might untie.... o'ohhhh, untie your paws foxy..."
Vinnie smiled as best he could around the dobe's fat meat, and just as he was about to nod, the fox suddenly screamed the hardest muffled scream he's ever screamed around Nygel's dick as Roddy and Marcel lived up to the image of what it meant to be great danes as they....