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Commission $35 done for meizushi. Involves hunky, burly, hot and studly men fucking their brains out. LOL! A little disclaimer here. The characters Joe, Wuff and Foxxo in here do not belong to me as their characters are based on the comic Wuffle and belong to Piti Yindee. Puma character belongs to the commissioner himself.

If you're in need of commission, I'm open as of the moment. Big thank you to Meizushi for the commission!

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Puma, Sheriff and the Wuff

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"And so, the archery match must have a representative from each family. Be it a child, mother, sister, brother or father or whoever. So as long as you have a representative. For each participates, a fee shall be imposed for partaking this match."

Mumbles of disapproval were heard and this news was obviously not a good one. The people of this kingdom are poor enough with nary a copper as savings and now, they would have to cough up a 'fee' to partake in this good for nothing archery match. No doubt, it was the prince's way to exploit the riches from the people once again.

"Failure to do so will be imprisonment... Forever..." The fox prince sneered and grinned at the masses of furs below him as the announcement was made. Dressed perfectly in his expensive fur coat and lavish accessories, his family was well off but that's to be when one is born within the confines of the castle. "Well then, my good Sheriff. Proceed to take my fee within this week. I hope things will go as planned."

"Yes, my good sir." His sheriff bowed in respect. Big and burly was the only word to describe this man but that's probably expected from the polar bear species. If anything, the prince definitely picked the right man for the right job. Joe was his name and clad in his casually woven sheriff suit, the man was someone that you wouldn't want to mess with. Several scars covered his perfectly white body and from the looks of it, he definitely had his share of knightly battles.

No one knew where the polar bear came from and all they knew was his single name: Joe. Besides that, he was better known as the prince's personal bodyguard. Some didn't like how a knightly man like him ended up to be the servant of the money hungry fox prince but whatever the reason; they didn't liked how they were extorted. As he turned to return back to his humble abode, the people booed and started throwing things at him but the fox could care less.

Doors slowly creaked to a close.

"Sir, don't you think this is excessive?" Joe grunted once they were away from earshot.

"Joe, this is the only way to lure that stupid Robin Wuff out," the fox gritted his teeth, "He had ruled me for the last time and I'm pretty much sure he wouldn't want to miss out on his hero of justice act."

The polar bear nodded and had to follow along.

"Anyway, that was my backup plan. My main plan would be to capture Robin Wuff when he isn't looking."

"Capture, sir?" Joe cocked his head in confusion. "I do not understand."

This time, the prince chuckled and placed his smaller paw on to the bear's massive chest. "I have hidden intel about the whereabouts of that wolf and I need you to work with him to capture that man. The archery event is just a backup plan if our intel is wrong, which I hope not."

"Sir, you have lost me. Who is this 'him'?"

"Oh, someone that you will meet later on," Prince Foxxo swished his tail happily and trotted off to his own chamber, "Just be prepared. Oh, you're on dungeon patrol." And tossed a set of keys to his direction.

The bear nodded and accepted the duty without a word. He knew what his duties were and carried them out with pride, hoping for the best in his life. Nobody liked the dungeon. It was a place of despair with little to no hope. Most of the prisoners here wouldn't stay for long because sooner or later, they will be executed. The longest they ever had was a month and that was due to a delayed trial where he was released later on, much to the fox's chagrin. For now, they had three secluded prisoners.

Walking down the stairs, the bear adjusted his eyes and went through the hallway, looking left and right, saw nothing but metal doors sealed and locked. For now, they were quiet. An eerie feeling could be felt from the dark environment and it didn't help much with just a single light bulb hanging from the ceiling.

In the end, Joe reached at the end of the prison cell. This particular cell was unique. A single barred window, light entered through the cave. From the outside, it was an alley that nobody dared to enter for there are rumours that monsters reside in this very place but in actual fact, it was the eerie moans of prisoners. The bear chuckled and inspected the inside of this cell. Metal chains dangled from the ceiling and a large wooden table at the side; this placed used to be a torture chamber but now, it has been refurnished.

At that very moment, a pebble rolled to his feet. On the alert, the bear stood in his fighting stance. "Who goes there?"

Not a word. Complete darkness.

"Fight me, coward," his voice deep and dangerous.

"Coward?" A male, ground graveled with a hint of menace. "You sure about that?"

At that, the mysterious figure appeared from the darkness, a feline, a very well-muscled feline with not an ounce of fat within his body. Appearance wise, Joe was still far bigger than the intruder but what made him different was the way he was dressed. An executor mask and loin cloth, he was practically in the nude and that doesn't seem to bother him.

Joe immediately recognized the man. "Alastor?"

"Bravo, you recognized me," the puma walked towards the man, "Up close, you are definitely bigger."

"What are you up to? Why are you here? What is going on?"

Alastor laughed and shook his head. "Didn't prince Foxxo tell you about Robin Wuff?"

Then it hit him. He was the insider and intel about the location of the wolf, he was the one that he would be helping out in order to fulfill the prince's plan. It had never occurred to him that an executor would have such information! The thought itself was unimaginable but then again, nothing is impossible. If this was going to happen, so be it. Joe nodded.

"Hmmm... so now you know where I'm going at. I'm sure you're eager to capture Robin Wuff, no?" The feline walked around gracefully, his tail swished and whipped against the bear's ass.

Joe grunted and said not a word but nodded. This was to obey the fox's orders and he was in no position to retaliate but one thing was for sure, Alastor was awfully touchy. His paws caressed against bulging arms and puffed out chest, even his ass was tainted. Occasionally, he would get a few second of touches from random furs but not this up close. If he didn't know any better, the feline was beginning to show his true nature.

"What is your plan?"

Alastor smirked and pulled out a small bag, placed it on to the wooden table. "First, I'd need to test you."

An eyebrow rose inquisitively. "Test?"

The bag tilted and a variety of items came out. He recognized them immediately. Various dildo sizes! Dildos! He had heard about these sexual items but never really looked at one personally or up close. The world of sex was slightly foreign to the polar bear because he had very little experience with sex. For all his life, the bear had only known to train himself to be the perfect bodyguard for the higher beings of this castle and due to that; his sexual desires had never surfaced as much. Though, occasionally, he would dwell in them but rarely. Now, his interest was slightly piqued.

"It's a test to see how well I can work with a man like you, Mr.Joe," the puma laughed.

"H-How... This isn't what Foxxo had planned!"

"This is my plan and you're in it." Alastor held on to a dangling chain. "Tell me, _sir_Joe, when you cooperate with another during a mission, don't you think you would have to know and get accustomed to them first before going off?"

Joe clenched his fist and looked away. He knew he was right but this method was definitely unorthodox. Was sex really the only way? "What do you have... planned?" He turned to look at the feline. The man was without a doubt, graceful and sexy. His broad chest was just the perfect size and abs that showed how delicious he would be on a silver platter. Biceps large enough for strength but one other thing that had him gulping down a mouthful of saliva.

A sudden lunge from the Puma surprised the large bear and reacted in return. Joe was heavy enough to hold himself back and managed to stabilize himself from falling over before forcefully pushing the man backwards. What came next was entirely unexpected because his entire shirt was ripped apart. The feline had his sharp claws against his garments and tore everything off, exposed upper torso and white fur. He just couldn't believe it but even before he could retaliate, another attack came but this time, Joe collapsed on to the floor with a loud thud.

He felt claws digging into his lower torso this time and in haste, exposed him completely, saved for a bikini briefs underneath. Joe yelped and managed to get the Puma off before trying to cover himself up. However, the battle is yet to be over. Alastor sent off a leg swiped and got the bear down once again and just as he was about to pounce, Joe sent off a kick to his middle torso.

The executor cringed and growled in pain. Pain was nothing to him. In fact, this was turning out to be quite interesting. He loved a prey that would fight and retaliate. Joe roared and used his body weight to crash on to the puma. As they tumbled over, Alastor groped on to the bear's bulge and he yelped immediately; obviously not happy with the sudden sexual assault.

"You have a big bulge right there." The puma grinned.

Joe wasn't amused and tried landing a few punches on to the feline but skillfully dodged all of his rage. A single kick had the man stumbling backwards and before he could even land another attack, the feline was swift enough to capture the big bear. The chains up above was pulled downwards and clamped on to his wrist immediately, rendered the polar bear incapable of moving. He growled menacingly and tried to fight back with his legs but to no avail. Alastor laughed and clamped on to the other. Now he had a large polar bear hung on to a pair of metal chains, body exposed, saved for an extremely cute bikini briefs. Who knew the bear was a kinky bastard himself.

Alastor had pulled his loin cloth to the side and exposed a hard and throbbing erection, all from the thrill of their fight. Giving it a few strokes, the bear was truly enticed by the male's endowment. Joe didn't have any sexual preference but in recent years, even when he was a teenager, he knew he liked cocks more than breasts. Every training session, the white bear would try to hide his sudden boner when the rest of his teammates came in for a shower. Like him, they were large and burly because that was the pre requirement as a knight. He would let off a soft sigh while getting cleaned up and talked to no one about it.

After all these years, an opportunity had arisen once more. Would he indulge..? Would he...? Feline paw placed on to his wide chest and rubbed around them, found a pair of nipples and pinched on to them. An immediate reaction came as the bear tried to hide his inner demon. His body wouldn't move and allowed for the man to do as he pleased, to the point where he felt a spank on to his butt.

"What on earth! Alastor!" Struggled with all his might but the chains wouldn't do anything but jingled away.

"Test, remember?" He casually explained while giving a few delightful strokes on to his bear bulge. It was beginning to tighten from all of this sudden stimulation. No doubt he was pent up and the very thought of it had the feline grinning all the more. "I've been eyeing on you for a while now and guess what? You're not going anywhere until I say so."

Joe bear bit the bottom of his lips and felt is body lowered even more, to the point where he was bent over with his tail pointed up. Exposed and felt used, he couldn't do anything about it and let the horny feline do as he pleases. What more, he couldn't even free himself if he wanted to. Alastor grabbed hold of his white bearish butt; the bear elicited a small yelp and jolted upwards. The feline had always admired his beautifully rounded ass. Even when he was constantly dressed up but the way he crouched to pick things up, he knew what he wanted.

Paw grazed gently on to the mound of flesh and without warning, giving it another hard slap. The end result was a bearish snarl as Joe looked behind, clearly not enjoying the sudden abuse. The cat tsked loudly while giving anther spank on to the next butt cheeks. Struggled he did as chains jingled violently, body trashed about as he tried to kick the assaulter off but once again, he knew his disposition.

"Now now, you know you liked this."

"I do not - "

"Your cock says otherwise," both paws cupped at his backside while his hips rubbed in between his bikini briefs.

"I'm just..." Joe growled and looked away, "It's just the after effect of what you did to me just now, okay? Look, tell me what do you need to pass your stupid test and we can get on with the plan and then our lives."

"The plan is easy," Alastor slapped both of his bear cheeks while he grinned away. "We strike when he's not looking and alone and just kidnapped him right then and there."

That's it? That's the plan? That's how he was going to capture that fucking good for nothing Robin Wuff? Joe could have face palmed himself if his paws weren't tied to the ceiling. Then again, vital information of where the canine rested didn't come across his path and he wouldn't know where to search. With the feline as his guide, perhaps this could be settled once and for all. The only obstacle was passing through his stupid test. Joe finally resolved to obey his every order and his words were music to Alastor's ears.

He grinned wide enough to show how glad the bear had finally reciprocated to his desires. Trotting over to his wide variety of dildo sizes, he looked at the smallest of all. "Mmm... Joe bear, you wouldn't have played with your tail hole, would you?"

Joe didn't answer but shook his head.

"Ah...yes... a virgin. A big virgin bear," Alastor went down and inhaled the musk that permeates from that ass crack. Strong and bearish, the scent of a man and the needs of a virgin bear. Tongue licked at his flank, tasted the briefs for a moment before gently pulling it off. Ass spread open with both paws, that tail star exposed completely. The bear shuddered away as he blushed. No one has ever seen him like this and to be man handled this way, it felt natural.

The puma grinned and stood back up. "Feeling tense? How about something to keep you relax? Relax and don't worry about it. Let ol' Puma keep you entertained." A large toy was picked up and lathered with a lube that was next to it. Alastor was definitely enjoying the domination he had against the bear, as well as how he submitted. Albeit not willingly but he was cooperating a little. Rather than struggled all the while like a little scared puppy, bear man had guts.

Joe kept himself calm and collected, breathed in and out to keep his nerves down. If this was how it is, so be it. The tip of the toy finally met its match. The bear winced as his puckered hole was stretched. Thank God for the existence of lubrication or else this was going to be difficult. In popped the tip and as he relaxed his anal muscles, he was slowly getting used to the size. Pulled out for a second and pressed deeply without warning. Alastor licked his lips as he watched gleefully at how much the bear was taking this all in. A paw smacked on to the right side of his ass and Joe couldn't help but cry out in pain.

"Why do you have to do that?"

"I want you to beg for it," the puma jabbed in another inch, "You're going to submit to me and obey every order of mine. I'm going to break you." Another spank.

Joe coughed and in return, clenched his tail hole against that toy. The pain was evident but he knew he had to go through this. This was part of his mission and had no say in this. He hated all of this but somehow, he was beginning to realize it was false resentment. His torn clothes were scattered everywhere and undergarments coiled around his leg. Looking at himself, he was truly a bottom. What more, his shaft was throbbing violently.

The thought itself was humiliating but he liked it. Looking back, on and off, he had thoughts and fantasies about being man handled by various men. They would fuck him senseless, in the middle with burly men standing around him, jacking off and spraying their precious seeds on to his face. He would lick each shaft and pleased them. He would do it all. His breathing was beginning to get hard and thoughts turned to pleasure and his cock responded in kind.

Smack! Smack!

Oh fuck. Alastor was going harder and as he pushed that good for nothing dildo deeply into his warm crevice, his other paw kept busy by slapping on to his bearish ass. White fur slowly faded into red from such abuse. Despite all this, Joe did not ask the feline to stop. Instead, allowed the man to do whatever he wanted. His cock bounced underneath and all of a sudden, his sweet prostrate was found. He moaned.

"Hah! Got you!" The puma grinned. Toy lodged deep inside, it was stuck there for the moment. He turned round to the bear and looked at him, staring deep into his eyes, "You feel that? That's how we pleasure men especially men like you. Oh big Joe, you're a sight for sore eye." His dirty paws caressed against his chest and admired the battle scars that the polar bear had encountered. He was hard and calloused, strong and resilient; this was a warrior!

"Fuck me..." Joe bear winced at his words, eyes closed as he confessed his sexual desire. "Do it and... and make me cum."

Alastor chuckled and did what was requested. Paw met at his ass for one last time, "You are mine."

The dildo was pulled out forcefully but the bear endured the pain without a word. What replaced next was as expected: a hard and throbbing feline cock. He was going to get fucked... fucked in the dungeon with chains around his wrist.

Clamp! Clamp!

His legs shared the same fate as his arms and without warning, were pulled in the air. Joe cringed and closed his eyes, felt metal against his flesh, body turned around with both arms and legs spread wide open. This was, after all, a torture dungeon in the first place. It was no surprise that such a device existed. Usually used to stretch prisoner's body to the limit until their limbs falls off, it was now used in ways no one could ever imagined. The bear sighed and finally opened his ass. Alastor was the first to greet him. "Hello."

Joe resorted to his fate. "Not what I was expecting but I guess that makes fucking easier?"

"Not only that, I get full access to your fuckable ass. All you have to do is stay there and enjoy the ride." He sneered.

His body was afloat, chained to all four and escape was inevitable. His ass opened up for a moment, the pressure felt and it built up. That dildo really did a good job at opening him up because if no preparation was done, there was no way he could take up that massive feline cock. Whatever they said about felines being small was wrong and Alastor proved it all. Jammed right in, the male was lodged down to the base. The heat and pleasure from a warm and tight virgin ass was the best. No matter how well a used ass was, no matter how large they could swallow in; it rarely snaps back to its former self.

The puma shuddered away while his paws clawed gently on to the bear's chest, found a pair of delectable nipples and played with them. Hips gyrated forward and seconds later, found a comfortable pace to work with. During this whole ordeal, Joe couldn't help but moan softly. He honestly wasn't going to let the feline win like this. His pride was in the line. Word could get out! On the outside, he was a respectable guard for prince Foxxo and many younglings looked up to him. If they knew... if only...

"Ah!!"

Finally, it was out.

His cries didn't stop right there because each thrust was an unmistakable pleasure that coursed through his body. At his crotch, he watched as well as his pulsing shaft spread pre all over his belly. Without touching himself, he leaked like a broken faucet. Even in his position, the puma managed to slap his ass as he fucked away and claimed the man.

"Such a big bear," Alastor licked his lips, sweat dripped and matted down his fur, "How does it feel to be dominated like this?"

The polar bear didn't reply and bit his lips. "Not..." Paused momentarily and so did the Puma.

"Not what?" The executor relished on to the body of this man. His paws fondled over his cock and give it a few hard strokes, making the submissive bottom to moan out loud. "What is it?"

He hesitated but in the end, replied. "Fuck my... virgin ass."

Those words made his cock twitched and fueled the puma's lust filled desires. His thrust were relentless and wasn't about to let this go any time soon. Each pounding the bear received was utter ecstasy and couldn't believe how close he was to an orgasm. Never in his entire hard and arduous life did he ever moan this loud before. If the guard captain saw him right now, there was no way he could hide from all of this except banish from this very land. All of this... the orders of prince Foxxo.

The puma hissed and slammed right down to the base with a sudden pump. Buckets of cum spewed into the bear's tight confines and the warmth was something he had rarely encountered. Joe continued to moan without even looking at himself. He knew what was happening and couldn't bear to watch himself submit to this kind of treatment. His own cock throbbed and gave in as well. As he was filled from down below, so was his hard shaft. Pleasure after pleasure ran through his large body. He barely remembered when the last time he had encountered such blissful pleasure. Memories of the nights where he only had his own paws as tools don't seem adequate after all of this. Rivulets of cum spilled on to him and a final shot reached up to his chest.

The polar bear panted and finally got the guts to look downwards. What greeted him were pools of his own seed scattered all over and below, he saw the feline pulled away. With a pop, out came his cock and rivers of white dripped from his gaping tail hole. Alastor enticingly licked his lips. "A good lay if I do say so myself."

"Now you've tested me... Can you work with me?" Joe finally found his voice after a moment.

"Oh yes yes. Definitely. I can work with you..." Alastor spanked at his bubble ass one last time, "My big bear."

He wasn't happy with such comments but went with it. Chains unhooked and down he went, grateful that he was out of such torturous device. Joe rubbed at his paws and quickly got dress, all the while listening to the feline's devious plan. It does sound workable. Not to mention doing all this when night dawn the land. As he had said before, this sounded like an extremely easy plan and at this point, he continued to punch himself in the gut for not thinking about all this.

The executor got dressed at the very time; if that's even called dressing. All he had on was a skimpy loin cloth and belt to cover his nether regions and a large black garment to cover his head, saved for holes that were for vision and mouth. Besides, there was nothing to conceal his muscular body. He was sexy... too much in fact because the polar bear looked on with much interest. The growing fuel of lust was beginning to rise.

Alastor saw that. "Sir Joe, my good and loyal servant of prince Foxxo. If you desire for more pleasure, may I suggest that we capture Robin Wuff first? A wolf... maybe just the right man for you."

The right what?

Joe clenched his fist and looked away, stormed right off the dungeon out of annoyance. Alastor chuckled and followed on. The following night came along and it was time to execute their plan.

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The sounds of water cascaded down the river, a lone wolf partially naked with only his green bikini briefs; bathing out in the open. From the side, two silhouettes watched intensely. Voyeur perhaps but not in the sexual way. The larger of the two licked his lips and felt his groin strained for a bit. Robin Wuff, out in the open with nothing on. His weapons and clothes were set aside but nowhere far from reach. However, with a single scoop, he could have been kidnapped and that was what the two intended.

Big Joe watched and growled with a slight hint of lust; seems like he wasn't the only one with a kinky side of wearing bikini briefs. That piece of small garment wasn't able to keep his entire lower torso concealed. In fact, his bubble butt could be seen in broad daylight. The bulge that was growing in front gave him a wild imagination. He liked it a whole lot and couldn't help himself when he sported off a large erection. Alastor chuckled and groped at the bear, which had him at attention.

"I knew you wanted him. You're not the only one that lusted for this sneaky wolf."

"We still have a duty to perform, if you remembered." Joe blushed underneath his white fur.

"Yes but once we have him, how about a good ol' welcome fuck?" The puma grinned, giving that bear ass a slap. "I'm sure you can handle both of us."

The thought itself was enticing and several scenes were played out at that very moment. He looked away and pointed towards their prey. "Go, now.

In a single second, both predators swooped down silently and grabbed the man by his shoulder. Robin Wuff cried out and fought intensely at his assailant but didn't know how overwhelmed he was because judging from the size of them, there was no escape. The polar bear held him tight by the middle while grinded his crotch against his back.

"Shit!" The first thought that came through the wolf's mind was rape because later on, his muzzle was slapped with a cloth. Scent of chemical immediately assaulted his nostrils and the next second, he was feeling light headed. "Who are... no... please..."

Those were his last words and not long after, the canine was unconscious.

"Well, that was definitely strong." Joe grinned, his body continued to slide against that green bikini briefs.

"What do you expect? I have my sources," Alastor reached over and groped at the man. "Come, let's go."

The wolf was hoisted up and Joe took a closer look at him; for a protector of the people, he sure packed quite a bit of muscle. Albeit not as large like both of them were but good enough for eye candy. The bear sniffed at his neck and inhaled his musk for a bit. Fresh and tangy, right out of the forest but that's to be expected from a man that spent most of his time in there. Shirt lifted up and his big white paws rubbed against his mid torso, felt a set of slightly muscled abs and that gave him a big grin. Oh he is definitely packing.

It was awkward to touch a body that was unconscious but his lust was ignited when he got a full load of cum riding in his ass yesterday. Paws going downwards and groped to a full rounded bulge that was Robin Wuff. Even soft, the male had things going on down there. Alastor watched as the large bear molested the poor wolf like he was a meat out for sale.

"Alright, down boy. He does seem tasty but we're not going to do anything out in the open like this. I've got just the place."

They traveled for a bit before reaching to a vast clearing. Robin Wuff was still out cold and the puma took this as an opportunity to bind his arms and legs. It was to keep him from running off and a finishing touch of tape to quiet down. The earth on their sole was definitely refreshing because at the far end, there was a waterfall that clearly made this place comfortable. Joe wasn't much to admire such nature but he could appreciate one if seen.

Alastor chuckled and got himself comfortable right next to the wolf. It was past midnight, probably a good time to get some shut eye before the sun rises. The bear got the same thought and sat right next to the pair. As much as he would like to sleep and get a good night rest, he wanted to keep an eye out for the wolf. Who knew, he might be up even before they were. Joe watched as the puma went to sleep and turned his gaze towards the bounded male, the man of justice, finally captured, all under the orders of prince Foxxo. At times, he constantly wondered why he was stationed to a prince that only cared about his personal welfare and not of the people. His other peers were sent out to guard higher ups and constantly praised him for getting up so high in the status quo.

Like they said, the grass is always greener on the other end. But alas, he wasn't in any position to defy the instructions and orders of the prince. Looking back to Alastor, he didn't know how he did it but the feline managed to release the sexual predator that was buried deep inside his feelings. He had known about his constant thirst for sex but his willpower won over everything. That, and the very being of a guard meant little to no quality for himself. No complains though. He sighed after that thought and took a nap as well.

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Warm... comforting... the smell of freshly dewed grass... rumble of the waterfall, then he felt something. The slight pain but soon to be quickly replaced with the natural pace of pleasure. This feeling was familiar and yet, couldn't pinpoint the source... and then the polar bear felt it. His eyes snapped open and the first image that he saw was the drooling puma, grinned with lust written all over his face. Hip hoisted up a little and that quickly exposed his hole with immediate effect and as that happened, took the opportunity to fuck him silly. Joe clawed on to the ground and moaned as loud as he could because just as he clenched at the feline's cock, the male thrust forward and grazed against his sweet spot.

Joe grunted and tried to suppress his voice but quickly proved to be difficult. "You're horny early in the morning."

"Fuck... oh fucking crap you're a good lay," Alastor licked his lips, his pounding stopped not for a single second. "How could I not give your ass a good ol' fashion fuck? You're laid out here like some sexy beast. Just need to have that big white bear ass."

The white ursine had his paw on to his cock and as he did so, squeezed a good portion of pre out. Scooped a large drop and licked it all over. "Somehow, I do taste good."

"Yes, yes you do. Now shut up and let me breed you properly." The puma pinned the bear with both paws against his broad chest and the minute he did so, the bear flexed away and lets off the sexiest moan he'd ever had in his life. He was honestly beginning to like this sort of treatment and would never want this to end. In fact, the thought of being a good bottom hardened him up. To just lay there and get laid like this, it wasn't so bad.

"Never had my ass pounded like this early in the morning! But fuck yeah this is good! Pound me harder!"

Alastor hissed and did what he had to do. He was probably on the verge of orgasm but before he reached to his peak, from the corner of his eye, he saw something else move. So did Joe and as they turned, the wolf that they had captured the night before was looking at them with sinful eyes. Cock standing straight up, Robin Wuff was definitely turned on by the two male's action.

"You want in?" The feline questioned.

The wolf chuckled under his constricted muzzle and nodded. Seems like Robin Wuff enjoyed men.

"Mmm... after I'm done with big bear here, you're next." And he turned to look at Joe. As he did so, he was back to a good humping rhythm. Each time their hips connected, the bear's ass jingled and took the pounding that it deserved. Meanwhile, their perfect voyeur enjoyed this scene all the more.

In the end, the puma couldn't hold it on and blasted a stream of seed down into the bear. The fact that someone was watching him rut like this turned him on even more and didn't want this to end. Final thrust of his hips, planted right down to the base with his entire cock buried deep inside, Joe was in his own world of pleasure. Hot and warm liquid filled him up; the sensational feeling of being bred like this had him squirming with glee.

"Ehehe... now that's what I call a good morning fuck," Alastor wiped his own saliva with the back of his paw as he turned towards the whining canine. "I could use some fresh meat right about now."

As he crawled towards the man, his tongue lashed outwards and quickly came in contact with a certain beautifully shaped manhood. The instant he felt that sand papery tongue, Robin Wuff shuddered and couldn't keep his voice down. In the end, he was moaning under his breath. The sound of lapping and suckling around cock had him at attention. The puma showed enthusiasm and somewhat needy. Even after depositing a sizeable amount of cum into his first victim, he was still hard from all the action he was receiving. Better yet, he was hornier than before.

Paw played with his own shaft while muzzle busied itself with the other. Up and down he went and the wolf was sensitive to the touch. From the get go Joe knew how sexy the archer was since the previous night and to have him down to nothing, bared in all its own glory, the bear couldn't help but get into the mood as well. The other reason was because he hadn't had his own release yet. He loomed over the trembling canine. "You are one sneaky little brat."

The tape that was pressed on to his muzzle was gently pulled out but warned that he wouldn't yell right out. He nodded. Joe smirked and unraveled his muzzle from its restrain. Robin Wuff breathed out and gasped for air, pretending to scream but didn't. Instead, he gave a handsome grin to the bear and winked. "Hello, Joe, didn't realize that you were into men as well. You caught me... fuck... o-off guard... last night....oh God I'm gonna cum!"

Muzzle popped right off and they watched as that cock pulsed and throbbed by its own, nearly on the verge of exploding. "Fuck... Executor... your muzzle is exquisite. Perhaps you would like to untie my binds and we could talk in with some more private issues."

"Oh no you don't. I know what you're capable off. You're not sneaking away that easily," the polar bear growled and held the canine upwards, paws against his chest while he backed on to his larger body. "You're not going anywhere." Broad and calloused tongue dragged on to his nape and ended up right over his neck.

The wolf gasped and squirmed even more. His bounded paws were held down as another larger one groped on to his chest, finding up a pair of hardened nubs and started playing with them. Alastor watched with lustful eyes at the roughness that the bear portrayed. That's what he liked about the big bear; rough when needed to and gentle when told. He was a man of many things and sex was probably something he would excel in if he were to indulge sinfully.

As it turns out, Robin Wuff himself was rather turned on with his own predicament. Sure, he was tied down with no chance of escape but looking back at the polar bear and feline; there isn't much he could do. He has been eyeing out on big Joe once in a while and thought about him but to feel it up like this was something else. He grinned and gave the puma a knowing look. That was all it took and Alastor snagged the bait, sunk himself on to his chest, the scent of wolf quickly immersed into his senses. Even after all that had happened, this man continued to smell like pine and freshly dewed grass. Perhaps it was a certain perfume he wore but whatever it was, it turned him on.

The puma got himself comfortable, fingers dragged into Robin Wuff's fur like a man in heat; he felt every caress and muscle from underneath as his cock reacted in return. Joe watched from the back as their prey got in between them. From the looks of it, he may not want to return him back to prince Foxxo but even so, at least he'd want to have a piece of wolf meat. His paws held on to a cock and with rivulets of pre soaked up all over, he was easy to pleasure. Every part of his body was assaulted and he allowed for the two large males to do as they pleased... he may never get this chance ever again.

This time, he gasped out a small moan. Eyes closed while his body relished in this utter bliss of sex. Their scent and sweat had him riled up, out in public but no one around. Oh, to be caught like this... they would be in so much trouble! At this state, tried with all his might to keep his orgasm at bay but with all that's happening right now, he may not be able to hold it in. Alastor breathed in heavily and kissed on to him, lips connected while his paws caressed his front, felt over his chest and slick abs. Mmm... the joy he had with these two men.

Joe chuckled, lick on to the wolf's ear and whispered softly, "How do you feel? Want more?"

Wuff swore quietly but answered nonetheless, "Yes, give me what you can, big bear."

"Only him?" Alastor growled lustfully.

"You're not as big as Joe here," he licked his lips.

"Was that a challenge?"

"Can you take the heat? I'm sure big bear here could over throw you any time." He grinned widely.

"I'll have you know that this 'big bear' is mine to own and command," Alastor got up and flexed for them both, "Isn't that right?"

Joe couldn't help but nodded, "As much as it _pains_me to say but he tapped my ass last night."

The wolf laughed, "Then show me." He was now walking to his death.

Alastor yanked the wolf off and trashed him down to the ground, had his tail pointed straight up, hole exposed. "Guys like you should be kept in their places!" Both paws slapped on to this butt cheeks.

The wolf immediately yelped with eyes bulged open. This wasn't what he had expected. Ass crack pried open but not without giving them a spank or two. He loved asses way too much to keep this at bay. Sure, Joe was one of the best he'd seen thus far but this wolf wasn't bad either. A few more smacks had him groaning in pain but despite his ass smarting, it aroused him for a bit. Cock had yet to lose its erection and instead of flagging down, it bounced with every contact. Robin Wuff inhaled, chest and head planted on to the ground like a bitch, arms still bounded, watched eerily by the polar bear; it was a little too much.

Joe knelt and lifted the poor wolf's head up but instead of sympathy, he was greeted with a hard shaft. "Suck it."

Muzzle opened up willingly. The first taste he felt was pre but that was quickly replaced with gagging. Too big! He had to close his eyes and tried to breathe though his nose. Even so, the scent of male assaulted his nostrils and that was quite difficult to keep on to a good pace. This time, he honestly wanted to fight back but to be spit roasted this way, in the most humiliating way, perhaps... no! Wait!

"Mmmguz!" Pleaded but not heard.

Drowned within a trio pleasure, Robin Wuff had to endure such treatment but it was overwhelming when he felt something else prod into his tail hole. Now he had to resist because he wasn't prepared for this! "Mmphh!!"

He trashed but Alastor was far bigger than him and each struggle was a sign that he needed to be rough. Fortunately, big Joe saw what was happening and quickly pulled himself off. Wuff breathed in a mouthful of air and whimpered a little.

"Alastor, hold on."

The puma looked up and groped on to the bottom's ass. "What? Having second thoughts?"

Joe lifted the canine up and held on to him, despite his paws still tied tightly. "No... sometimes... I think we need to be far gentler than this..." Nuzzled on to his nape, his large frame hugged on to him like a stuff toy.

At this point, the wolf was grateful that at least one of them had some sense still attached on to their dicks rather than just fuck away and Alastor finally saw a hint of fear on him. He knew his body would be used but at least with some dignity and Joe made him see that. Now, he knew what he had to do. Arms wrapped around his otter-like body and apologized silently. Perhaps he may have gone too far but that was going to change. Paws began to move on its own but this time, with far more comfort.

Even though his muzzle wasn't gagged or restricted, the wolf couldn't comment on such a change but instead, lets off a loud sigh of relief, which was replaced with a soft moan of acceptance. His body may have not been as muscled as to other two but at least he had muscles acceptable enough to be man handled. Small words of encouragement kept his courage up and before he knew it, he was lying on the ground with his legs hiked up. Thankfully, the cat was mindful enough to lather himself up before penetration.

Anal sex wasn't new to Robin Wuff because he had, on occasions, a few flings here and there outside of his circle but always kept things quiet; mainly to protect his image. So to have a larger than life cock that could break him in two, he was slightly prepared. Albeit strange to find himself in this way, he never really wanted them to stop. Legs spread open willingly while his tail wagged away in excitement. This was diminished as a sharp stinging pain stabbed on to his tail opening.

He cursed under his breath and tried to relax as much as possible. Admittedly, he was confident about taking up something that large but as the tip popped right in, the wolf was wrong. Gasped and groaned simultaneously, he tried to keep composed and Alastor saw his pain. Heck, even his cock had lost its erection. The heat from that hole was hot, not to mention tight as well and as he pushed in another inch deeper, he felt a whole new sensation of claiming someone all over again. It tightens up and occasionally clenched like a vice but as he moved about, the feline finally found the love nut that had Robin Wuff jerked suddenly.

That was it. Yes, that's it. That was what he needed and as he pulled away, that cat cock scraped right against his prostrate and that earned another jerk but this time, with a cock responding in kind. The wonder of having a cock like this under his tail was definitely the best. Despite not being able to move much, his predator didn't let his paws lay still. Instead, it was constantly on the move as they grazed against his soft and slightly musky fur. Wuff grinned and after a minute or two, they finally got into a good rhythm, head thrown back as his body relaxed and succumbed to the wonderful sex that was provided for him.

Small yips of pleasure were heard and that spurred the feline onwards. With his legs still spread apart, hips plunging downwards and claiming a perfectly good ass, another was left open. Alastor's tail was lifted as he fucked away and this was in the eyes of a horny polar bear. Joe chuckled and slapped both of that ass cheeks together. "How about a little turnabout?"

"Let you fuck me?"

"Sure, why not?" The bear spread that ass open and gave a short lick on to it, "It is rather enticing and I'm sure you'd want to be pleasured on both sides."

Alastor swayed his tail around. "Maybe... hrm... well, why not. You're lucky I love to bottom as well but don't think this is going to be a thing cause your ass is still mine."

Joe bear chuckled and nodded in agreement. Sure, he may have been a power bottom like the wolf here but that didn't stop him from becoming a top. As he prepared, his eyes were glued to the pair that was making a wonderful sound of hips smacking. Couldn't wait any longer, he growled and haphazardly lathered away and within seconds, prodded against a tight confines of a cat.

Alastor yelped but in the end, got the message. Like the canine below, he needed to relax and knowing how large the bear was, this might take a while. Then again, with his colourful collection of dildos, all shapes and sizes, he was more than ready. In fact, the minute the tip topped right at the rim, it slipped in without difficulty. Joe moaned and felt his fur stood on end. This was going to be the fuck of his life! Paws held on to the puma, he started off slow but soon after, Alastor wasn't going to fucking wait for the bear to start his engine. Instead, he hissed and started ramming the canine to oblivion while backing himself against a large pole.

Being in between of these two men was amazing. A single bear man handled him like he was his own property while the other submitted willingly like a good little bitch; Alastor couldn't have asked for more. His aching cock was nearly at its peak and judging from the canine's quick and sporadic yelps, he, too, was on the edge. All he needed was a few strokes against his manhood and before he knew it, strings of cum had begun to fly all over.

"That fast?!" Joe laughed and gave one last hump into the feline and lodged himself inside. "You'll have to do better than that to survive Joe."

The remark had him on the edge. Meanwhile, the wolf below clenched on to Alastor while yipped happily. His shaft was left alone but soon enough, it wouldn't be because the puma deviously latched his paws around it and started jerking it up. Robin Wuff cried out in delight as short burst of his own sprayed all over, his body racking with unspeakable pleasure. While being butt fucked in the most delightful way, he may not have survived another round of feline humping.

Joe hissed and pulled Alastor off from the wolf and started ramming into him roughly. The sound of smacking and ass pounding reverberated through the forest and nothing could have stopped him from releasing his own seed of life.

"You ready for me!" The bear roared, feline below pinned to the ground by his shoulders, unable to move. All he did was lay there with legs upwards, ass cracked open to feel in the pole that belonged to the male above.

"Fuck yeah I needed that. Blast your seed in me," Alastor cried happily.

Joe was savagely pounding him, to the point where pain and pleasure was mixed in and before he knew it, floods of white filled him up to the brim. Every shot could be felt from deep within and all he could do was groan out in lust and pleasure. The heat, the warmth... it was amazing. The wolf watched from the side and admired both men with lustful eyes. Soon, he realized that it was his chance to escape but deep within, he wanted to stay and watch.

Two burly men finally came down from their afterglow, sharing a warm kiss before breaking apart. Alastor dug in to his gaped hole and felt bear seeds flowing off from it, tainted the ground with everything he'd received. "I'm amazed how well you do under such sexual circumstances. Joe, you sure you hadn't had any practice before?"

The polar bear stood up and cleared his throat, still naked with seed dripping off from his limp cock. "I assure you that this was my first and..." he blushed and looked away. "I would... like to have more... if possible or time permits."

Robin Wuff jumped at the bear and smiled, "Don't worry, let good ol' Robin Wuff take good care of big Joe. You'll have nothing to worry about."

Joe looked at him with concern. "You do know that you're being handed over to Prince Foxxo, right?"

"Am I? Haha!" At that, a plan was made out. "Perhaps the three of us could come to terms?"

An eyebrow rose inquisitively at him.

The wolf reached over to help Alastor up and leaned over to his great muscles. "You're both big men. You're both amazingly well built. You're both definitely hot as fuck. Why don't we keep this all between us? Joe could go around that stupid fox any time, no?"

Big Joe reached over to the wolf and patted over his head. "If I do that, do I get a daily dose of wolf ass?"

A wide grin later, he nodded. "More than just wolf ass."

And so, it was settled. A Sheriff, an executor and a slick archer wolf; there was no better combination than the three because every night afterwards, moans of lust filled the castle doors and at times, in the forest. Kept between themselves, they had nothing more than to fulfill their desires for sex.

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