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I could hear them in the other room laughing and joking, and heard my name several times. I perked my ears and placed them on the door to the small living room while attempting to squeeze into the tight cut-off shirt.

"I can't believe he lost!" Jazz, the older wolf by only one year, yelled.

Nolan laughed, his white tip probably a blur as his bushy tail wagged. "I know! But to give him credit, you did con him."

I heard Jazz chuckle at that. "What's taking him so long anyways?"

"I'll check," Liam spoke up.

I quickly tried to cover myself up, but the door opened to a muscular snow leopard. He had a hungry smile on his short muzzle. I moved my paw over the tight girl's lingerie -over his sheathe- to no avail. Liam whistled and grabbed my arm.

"C'mon, Miss, you have some guests."

He lead me out into the living room where the two other guys watched in amusement. I got whistles from the two on the couch, the fox's tail swishing faster. I could hear Jazz's thumping against the couch.

"Well aren't you pretty," the older wolf sneered.

A slight growl escaped my throat. Liam responded by giving me a clean smack on the back, sending me forward a few steps. I leveled myself and glared back at the smiling leopard. "Aw, c'mon, sweetheart, play nice."

"Oh, fuck off," I said.

There was a flash. The unmistakeable sound of a camera going off. And the laughter of Jazz. I turned, only to get the flash again. Jazz had his phone in his large paw and gave a hearty laugh. "The frat's gonna love this!"

"Jazz-" I started but got pulled back by the leopard.

"Someone's getting frisky." Liam pulled me in and held me against him with a powerful grip. There was something hard pushing up against my abdomen.

"C'mon, Liam! Let go! Jazz, stop!"

I just barely inched out from Liam's grip and dove for Jazz's phone. The older wolf stuck out his arm at the last second and held the phone triumphantly over me. I swiped for the phone but couldn't reach. Making it even harder, Jazz leaned backward, the black fur on his muscular arms shimmering in the artificial light. He had a broad smile on his face, his teeth glistening as he laughed.

"Jazz, this isn't funny!"

I leapt for the phone..and missed, just barely grazing the case with my claws. A half-second later, powerful arms curled around me and held me to the couch. I was on my back, Jazz looked down at me with a sparkle in his eyes and a toothy grin on his muzzle. My legs were outstretched on both side's of the bigger wolf, our crotches almost touching. I tried to struggle against the powerful grip, to no avail. Jazz was too strong for me. He always had been.

"What do we have here?" Liam chuckled next to us. He peered down towards my sheathe, the tip beginning to pop out. "This turning you on, sweetheart?"

"Fuck you." I struggled again.

Liam had a sparkle in his eye too. "We'll see about that. So, Jazz, what are the odds?"

He nodded down to me and the wolf got the idea. "One out of ten."

"Oh, c'mon guys," Nolan spoke up, his black ears twitching.

Liam shrugged him off. "You foxes love a good lay. What's the difference?"

His large ears shot down. "He's a he."

"So? I've heard it's actually better. They know what a man wants, y'know. Alright, one out of ten- wait. We doin' add ups?"

"Of course," Jazz smiled down at me. I knew what add ups meant- if both of them added up to ten, I'd have two dicks to deal with instead of one.

"C'mon. Seriously let go, Jazz. This isn't funny-"

"One," Liam started.

"...Two..."

"...Three," they said together. And both said their numbers. Jazz said 'four' and Liam said 'six'. They both looked down at me and maliciously smiled. "Looks like they add up."

I was about to retort when Jazz clawed the cut away shirt and ripped it down the middle, opening my fluffy chest to the cool air. My sheathe was getting warmer, and I could smell the arousal from Liam and Jazz growing too.

"It's been about week. I hope it's alright with you," he said regarding me.

I would've said something, had Jazz not taken off his shirt and was now clumsily getting out of his pants, still holding me down. I always admired Jazz's body, ever since we met in freshman year at high school. We were both new and had no other friends so we sort of stuck together. Jazz did start to become a bit of a jerk, but calmed down enough to where we could still be friends, even after I came out (which is around the time he started to become a jerk). But now, the wolf's sheathe was inches from my own. It looked bigger now than when I remember walking in on him.

I felt my head sink into the couch only to look to the side to see a white, spotted knee. Liam was already hard, his cock bobbing close to my nose. His scent was strong and the arousal was just as potent. "Here, I got 'im," he said and held down my wrists.

Jazz sat on the couch, shimmied out of his pants that were around his ankles, and regained his place over me. "Want me to slick him up?"

"Sure," Liam said and rubbed his cock.

The next thing I knew, I was being hefted up by the waist and Jazz was ripping off the lingerie.

"Damn. He's already fully hard," Liam said staring at my crotch.

"So are you," Jazz murmured. The wolf hooked his arms with my thighs and started to lap at my hole.

I bit my lower lip whimpered for him to go deeper. But he stayed around my anus, his nose nuzzling my hole from time to time. A slight whine escaped my throat as the warm tongue explored deeper. I'd never been rimmed before, but Jazz was so good. It was hard to believe why I never got one. Jazz's cold nose sent a shock down my spine. I could feel the bigger wolf's chuckle resonate through me. I closed my eyes and just enjoyed his tongue. His lapping sent shivers through me and moans to escape my muzzle.

"Open up, sweetheart," Liam commanded. I opened my eyes to Liam leaning over me. His barbed cock had a single line of pre dripping off the tip. "I said open up." He said it with a little more edge to his voice.

So I relented and opened my mouth. He pushed his hips forward a little and the salty pre washed over my tongue. Liam leaned forward, his muzzle coming close to my sheathe. He finally stopped leaning when my nose was firmly set in between his balls. I maneuvered my tongue around his length, the barbs tickling my throat. In place of moving back and forth, I nodded my head, making sure my canines were away from the organ. Liam exhaled above me in one long breath which crept up to tickle my member.

The lapping sound stopped and I was slowly being lowered onto my back again.

"Nolan, throw me the lube," Jazz called out.

"I'm not participating in this-"

"Just shut up and give him the lube already," Liam called back.

There was some grumbling then a sudden shift of weight near my tail and a "Thanks" from Jazz. I couldn't see with the huge mass over me, but it didn't take long to realize what was happening when my hole was being opened by Jazz's slick cock. Damn he was big. He must've been at least ten, maybe even twelve or something ridiculous. He pushed up all the way to his big knot and let it rest, giving me time to swallow more of Liam's pre.

Jazz started out slow, forcing his hips back until his tip was just barely inside me, then coming back forward. The moans coming from me were muffled by Liam's cock but were still pretty audible. Goddamn he was too big for me. I could feel my hole stretching to accommodate his girth. But the pain was soon replaced with a tingling pleasure when Jazz hit my g-spot.

Liam began to buck his hips just as Jazz began to move his faster. I could hear Liam's breathing become sharper and quicker. Good thing about cats is that they came fast. And Liam was no exception. His thrusts were coming deeper, forcing me to not struggle as it felt like he was going to choke me with his length. Deep growls were coming from Liam's throat, his nostrils flaring. He gave three long thrusts into my muzzle, and on the fourth, his warm liquid spewed into my throat. Now I struggled to swallow all the cum before more poured through, but this leopard just kept coming. He released his dick mid-spew from my lips, coating my muzzle in his sticky mess.

It was getting hard to swallow through moans. Jazz slowed down to observe Liam's orgasm but now he sped back up. His hips slapping up against my ass were coming in rapid succession of each other. The black wolf leaned over me and stuck his paw above my tail to hoist me up with his hips. My neck was at a ninety degree angle, looking up at Jazz's face. His eyes were closed and his tongue lolled out, some of his slobber dropping onto my cheek. Although, I didn't mind it much. The wolf was so...big. With all the movement he was doing, I could see most of his muscles. From his chiseled pecs to his six-pack, I thought I was being fucked by a Greek deity.

His azure eyes opened and locked onto mine. I bit my lip to stop the moaning, opting out for the muffled noise that came through. Oh man, he's leaning down. His thrusting slowed to a steady pace. He leaned down a little further, his muzzle closer to mine. He looked up, probably to see if anyone was looking, then leaned down until our noses touched. And then-

"Hey, fox! Come throat fuck 'im already!" Liam's voice boomed out.

Jazz regained his place over me, our muzzles only meeting for a brief second. He regarded me one last time before looking down at himself inside of me. His hip thrusts became faster, his knot digging deeper into me. My moans rang out to counter even Liam's.

"No!" Nolan shouted over me.

"You're loss," Liam murmured. "Holy shit, Tate, stop moaning so loud-"

I let out the longest moan I had in me as Jazz's knot popped into my hole. He grabbed my collar bone with his teeth and clamped down as he shot his cum into me. The moan lasted as long as his cocked throbbed inside me. Once it passed, Jazz lifted up his head. He gave me a stupid smile (his mouth was open and his tongue hung out) and I wish that Liam hadn't ruined the moment. But this was just as good.

Liam threw up his paw and Jazz smacked it. I didn't know how long Jazz and I stayed in that position, but it couldn't have been long. Er, maybe it was. All I knew was that when he pulled out of me, his knot hadn't gone down, and the pain was intense.

I shuffled out before Liam could say anything -or do anything- to prolong the encounter. I took about about an hour shower, just enjoying the the water. And thinking of Jazz. The cum started to leak so I stayed in a little longer and tended to that before stepping out and blow drying my fur.

The guys had either retired to their room or left because the living room was barren. The lingerie was laying on the floor next to the couch, Liam's spunk dripping down the cushions.

Assholes.

Well, Liam was. Nolan was just straight and Jazz was...let's not get into that. The bed was my first thought. A good way to decompress and to think about the wolf more. I opened the door but there was already someone in bed waiting.

"What do you want?" I asked.