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Jason sighed in his sleep and rolled his head over, only to be awoken as his nose pressed into a tailhole. He opened his eyes slowly at the pleasant sensation, and upon seeing the mainly white butt having black around it he knew that the tailhole belonged to Scott. He licked his lips at the possibilities this presented. He licked once across the tight pucker, tasting Scott and a lingering bit of his cum that had proudly matted the butt-fur. He murred and did it again, letting it tease it a bit more by forcing it open for a minuscule amount of time.

Jason lifted his head when a moan escaped his maw; somebody was playing with his cock. And sure enough, when he looked down one of the twins had his muzzle encasing his drooling dick greedily. 'That certainly explains why I was dreaming that I was back in high school with a pet that sucked me off every class.' Jason thought. He saw the twin look up at him and Jason winked, and the twin responded by sucking harder and worming a finger into Jason's tailhole. Jason pushed back on the finger and moaned once more.

Jason suddenly wondered why the rest of the pack hadn't woken up yet. Apparently, the 'dog pile' they had slept in had spread out over the night, but they were still all pretty much together. Setting these thoughts from his mind, he went back to rimming Scott as the dog slept. He eased his tongue into the depths of the tailhole, drooling at the taste and using that saliva to lube up the passageway. He sent his tongue on a search for Scott's prostate, that round bulge a couple of inches in that always sent the owner writhing in pleasure. He knew that he found it when Scott moaned in his sleep.

He moaned himself as the twin fingered his prostate roughly, it wasn't as difficult as he thought it would be to moan with your tongue in someone's tailhole. He rammed his muzzle closer and stuffed his tongue into the tailhole's depths. The twin that was playing with his cock licked along the bottom and twisted his finger around in Jason's depths, making muted murmurs of pleasure. 'if we keep this up I'm gonna cum before I fully wake up.' Jason thought. He heard a couple of yawns somewhere off to his right, telling him that a few more people had woken up, and the twin sucking his cock made a funny moan/yip. Jason pulled his tongue out of Scott's tailhole and looked down to see that Rodger had sheathed his cock in the twin's backside in one hump.

Jason had always been horniest in the mornings, apparently not only was this the perfect way to sate that need, but it was a decent way to wake up. He felt Scott stir beneath him, pressing back onto Jason's muzzle while trying to get up. Jason re-stuck his tongue into Scott's tailhole and went right back to licking Scott's prostate. He couldn't smell anything but Scott as Scott pressed back further and moaned. Jason twisted around to get a better angle to rim Scott at and felt the twin fall on his back to keep sucking his cock as Rodger fucked him hard.

From behind Scott's wagging tail, he saw the other twin using Scott's maw, and that twin was getting fucked by Billy. A yip that sounded like it came from Rodger was followed by chuckle that Jason knew was from Michael, and Jason stopped beingâ€"relativelyâ€"quiet for not wanting to wake up the others. Jason stood up and pulled his wolfhood out of the twin's mouth, after holding the twin's nose shut so he would let it go. He firmly forced Scott's tail up and out of the way and slid his cock into the tailhole lube with the twin's spit.

Both of them moaned in delight as Jason immediately started a fast rhythm. The perfectly lubed tailhole was tight as it was the last time, and it snuggled around Jason's cock like it never wanted to let go. Jason slapped his knot on Scott's ass, fully grown and throbbing, and he saw Scott's hand on his own cock. He leaned backward and grabbed the twin's head that had been playing with his cock and put it right in between his ass cheeks. The twin's tongue was quick to please as it snuck into Jason's hole. Jason was close, and he made that vocal with his load moans and yiffs.

"Sounds like it's time to start bucking Scott." The twin with his rod in Scott's mouth said.

Scott's started pressing backward into Jason's thrusts, and Jason felt the twin behind him stuff a finger in his tailhole to tease his prostate with. Jason rammed his dick in faster as he was moments away. Jason came before he got his knot in; Scott had been squeezing his tailhole too tight for that. Jason's seed splattered the insides of Scott's ass and leaked out onto his butt-fur. His own howl was the only thing Jason could hear as he came.

Jason panted quietly as Scott pulled off of his rod and the twin pulled back farther, Jason heard heavy panting from other packmembers too. And not moments later, he heard the front door open.

"Hey, I'm back. Did I miss the...." Ben said as he rounded the corner to the room. "Oh." Jason recognized him as the wolf who had greeted him as the front door yesterday. "How close are you to cumming Jason?"

"He just did." Scott said contently.

"Well then find some pants and let's go." Ben said.

***

Jason was sitting in Ben's truck, a new blue one with some feral name he couldn't pronounce, and watched as Ben pulled away from the den in the same way Michael had pulled in yesterday. The buildings he saw nearby would undoubtedly become very familiar soon. Jason thought about turning the radio on, but he had a couple of questions he wanted answered.

"So, how long has this pack been around?"

"Oh gosh, five years? Maybe. I founded it as the same time that Shawn, my boyfriend, founded his pride. It's hard to believe it's been that long." Ben said.

"You founded the pack? So how long were you packleader?"

"Oh, I've never really been the packleader. I much prefer the next rank lower, most of the benefits and next to none of the responsibilities. Now Shawn on the other hand, he's been the prideleader for a year at a time. He's not now; I think he's trying out my idea to see how good it is." He replied.

"And, what's this meeting for then?"

"Technically, you now have the power to end the pact between our pack and their pride; this meeting is to ensure that you do not."

"Why would we need a pact with them?"

"Over the five years we've existed, we've made many enemies for the simple fact that we are a gay pack, and the pride has had the same problems. Do you remember how your family's pack used to have treaties and such even though the tribal wars have been over for centuries?"

"Yeah."

"Well, they do it for economic and marital reasons, not to mention tradition. We do it because for us the tribal wars have sparked up against us, although not nearly as bad. The worst that's happened is a few broken windows and a few members from both pack and pride have been attacked. The people attacked were quickly rescued, so no significant harm done. But, the threat still remains." Ben said, His voice had sounded mechanical towards the end. "Good news though, the Easter holiday get-together is coming up for us, and if you're still packleader you get to pick the spot for this year."

"Sweet, I think I know just the place." Jason was thinking of his favorite campground a couple of hours away from the city. It was in a beautiful, lush-green forest that had the most amazing waterfall he had ever seen, and furs generally didn't use it anymore because the main road out there was quite a ways off and the back-roads needed a lot of work and were confusing to navigate.

"I can't wait to see what you pick." Ben smiled.

Jason smiled too and looked out the window, hoping that the hospitality of the lions was what he thought it would be. And just after he thought that, they arrived. It probably only took five minutes to get to the lion's den, and it was probably arranged that way.

The lion's den looked almost Identical to the pack's, just your plain old two-story house with a black roof and tan siding. But, unlike the pack's den, the lions had closer neighbors. The nearby houses were maybe ten feet away from each other, the pack had been lucky enough to get twice that much where they lived, but from here you had a better view of the downtown area and it's tall skyscrapers that touched the clouds.

It didn't take very long for someone to answer the door after Ben knocked on it, it was so fast that Jason thought they had been watching as Ben and he had pulled up. The lion that opened the door was shirtless like Jason and Ben and had his mane cut to ear level.

"Hey Greg," Ben said.

"Morning Ben, is this Jason?" Greg said cheerfully.

"Yep, new and already packleader."

"Sadistic?" Greg asked as they stepped into the hallway.

"No, I'm not." Jason snapped.

"Big?" Greg continued to ask Ben, licking his lips.

"Seven." Ben replied casually.

"Good." Greg turned to look at Jason. "I'll show you to Aaron." Greg had an interesting smile on his maw.

"Ok," Jason said.

"Shawn is waiting for you Ben, the usual spot." Greg nearly sung.

"Thanks Greg, you'll get your usual." Ben smiled like Greg had.

Greg led Jason up the stairs to the second floor, his tail twitching excitedly which occasionally gave Jason a great view because Greg was going commando. They turned to the first door on the right, and it was the size of a master bedroom. Another lion was sitting in the room at a small rectangle table with a thick, black book in his hand. Jason assumed it was Aaron. It took a minute or two after Jason sat down at the opposite end of the table for Greg to clear his throat loudly. The lion looked up with a less than pleased expression on his face.

"Greg, I'm reading here...oh, Jason. Glad to see you made it safely." Aaron said as he put the book back on one of the few bookcases in the otherwise Spartan room.

"I don't suppose me and my penis being jumped before I woke up is any concern to my safety."

"The twins?" Aaron said like he knew exactly what Jason had experienced.

"One of them." Jason smiled back. Jason then moaned loudly. Greg had apparently snuck under the table, unzipped his pants and was now sucking on Jason's cock with his sandpapery tongue. "Seems like you have one for your pride." Jason said lustfully, gripping the lion's head and forcing him further down his shaft.

"Somehow, they seem to be attracted to us. Not that I'm complaining."

"I'm only complaining because there's not enough of them." Jason murmured. The lion hadn't resisted Jason's paw on the back of his head, he had even been a little bit of an over achiever. The lion had Jason hard and had his knot in his maw.

Aaron chuckled at Jason, this was the hospitality that every one of the others from his pack had gotten and he always loved to see their reactions. You could tell a lot about a fur that way. His own dick was hard already and starting to chafe from having no protection from his denim jeans, so he let it out with a purr and a rub. The table they were sitting at wasn't very long, and Greg was just tall enough that he would fit under it with his head sticking out on all fours. This was planned of course, for Aaron to take advantage of. Aaron pulled Greg's rear closer and thrusted forward into Greg's seemingly eternally lubed tailhole the instant he found his mark.

With Aaron's cock snugly stuffed up Greg's hole, and Jason using his muzzle, Greg felt euphoric. He reached between his legs and gave his own length a good squeeze. Aaron had left it up to Greg to get him off, and Jason only kept his paw on Greg's head, so Greg had to impale himself on Aaron while using his rough tongue on Jason. The reason he was so good at doing both was practice. This was not the first time Greg had done this, and he seriously doubted it would be his last. He had been doing this for the pride for as long as he had been here. Maybe six wolves ago, and a dog. The near constant shifting of power in the pack led to a big surprise, not that they couldn't keep a hold of their power, but that they like to give it away as gifts or were just tired of the responsibility for then and even once just because he missed his ass getting a good thrashing.

Jason had had great muzzlejobs before, but he had never gotten on from a feline. The way the scratchy tongue rolled across his knot, the back of the lion's tongue against his cockhead, and the almost teasing way Greg was sucking made his blood boil in ecstasy as his member drooled pre. "So," Jason managed to say in between moans. "What did you what to talk about?"

"Oh, nothing much. What the details of our pact are, what to do in case of a homophobe emergency, what we do for the holiday get-togethers, and other boring but important stuff. Luckily we have Greg here to ease the boredom." Aaron smiled.

"He's doing a very good job." Jason moaned.

"He does that."

***

Ben walked towards the door at the end of the hallway, the one behind the stairs. That was where he and Shawn, his boyfriend, usually met when both of them were at the lion's den. It was Shawn's room after all. Ben bounded through the doorway, eager to see his boyfriend before he had to leave for a while. When he entered the room, the light was on, but he couldn't even get a fresh sniff of his Shawn in the room. His frown wasn't too obvious, and he turned around to see if Shawn went to the bathroom.

At the moment Shawn saw the whites of his boyfriend's eyes, he pounced, catching Ben off guard and pinning him to the bed. He licked the wolf's nose and his fingers found the edge of Ben's pants out of memory. He and Ben dove into a kiss as Ben's pants were pulled out from under the both of them like they had been every time Shawn had found them on when he wanted to be on top. And as soon as they were out of the way, Shawn broke the kiss and lifted Ben's legs over his shoulders. He pressed his barbed, lube-coated tip into Ben's tailring slowly. He loved to feel every teasing sensation, but he was way to horny to do much more than stop himself from humping Ben madly until he could think (relatively) straight again.

Ben moaned loudly into the kiss, the surprise had got his blood flowing in more than one way. With Shawn's cock easing into his hole, he reached up and wrapped his arms around Shawn's neck and pulled him closer. He started the new kiss the instant Shawn opened his muzzle, sending his tongue deep inside to play with the occupant. Ben's cock was dripping pre uncontrollably when Shawn pushed past Ben's prostate, and it visibly throbbed when the whole thing was stuffed inside.

They both whined in delight as Shawn started humping Ben's ass at an increasing pace. Ben's legs had fallen off of Shawn's shoulders and he now wrapped them around Shawn's waist to lift himself up into a better position for his prostate's massage. They both broke their second kiss for lack of needed air, and the panting that followed was littered with grunts and groans from the pair. Their muzzles pressed together as the panting refused to slow, so that their eyes looked into each other from less than an inch apart, and they remembered that this was the first position they tried together, although back in the present blushing was non-existent while in the past it was constant. Shawn reached down and gently rubbed Ben's cock, and picked up his pace a bit more.

"No, wait." Ben said.

"What?" Shawn smiled.

"I'm saving that for you afterwards." Ben smiled back.

Shawn chuckled, "Only if you tie me."

"Oh, believe me, I plan on it." Ben said as he held the paw that had just molested his cock. They kissed again, slow and teasingly like only lovers could. Shawn's gentle humping soon became frantic thrusting in his lover's ass. It always made Shawn's will to make it last whither until it finally snapped from the loving pressure. And that's exactly what happened. Shawn started growling in anticipation, his claws extended out, and he grabbed the sheets instead of injuring Ben's waist.

Ben had seen this many times before and he growled along with Shawn. Ben had heard comments from other canines that his growl sounded a little more than slightly feline, and he knew that Shawn had received similar comments about his own growls, but if they had known why then many of them would have been jealous. If things turned out right, this sexy lion might soon be his forever. His growling was crumbling as Shawn re-angled himself slightly so that Ben's prostate was thoroughly pounded. He felt more than saw Shawn open his maw wider and lean in over Ben's shoulder, and then the sharp yet dulled teeth sunk through his white fur.

Shawn's member flooded Ben's hole with seed, emptying all of its pent up horniness in the one way that satisfied. He bit down harder and his claws ripped his sheets that had been torn many times before while he slammed into his climax and swiftly fell into the afterglow. He lifted his head and licked where he had just bit hard enough to make it felt but soft enough to not break the skin hidden beneath the fur. He stayed like this for a moment or two, purring like a kitten sleeping in a parent's arms. Ben's nudging made him move his tired legs, pulling them up between Ben's and yanking his shaft out from the tailhole. He straddled Ben's hips and tickled Ben's nose with the tip on his tail.

Ben nipped teasingly at Shawn's tail, and slid his dick, lubed with pre, up and into the other end. Shawn grunted above him as he rammed his whole length into Shawn, half-formed knot and all. He gripped Shawn's waist and dug his dull claws in, and he growled dominantly as he immediately crammed his cock back in over and over again.

"Oh, someone's feeling rough." Shawn said.

"I blame you and your body."

"I'll take that as a compliment." Shawn smiled. Ben had not pulled the knot out since he got it in on the first stroke, and now that it was swelling to the size of a baseball it wouldn't. Not that either of them cared. Shawn loved the complete feeling he felt every time it was in him, and Ben loved just as much the tightness of Shawn's hole that had not loosened in all the time they had been together. They pulled in for yet another kiss, this time keeping it shallow and intimate.

Ben's climax was coming quickly, being fucked by Shawn had brought him closer than he thought it had. He was battling with himself, should he slow down and make it last or should he crank it up and let it all out? He couldn't decide, and it didn't help much that Shawn was grinding back against him, was licking tenderly at the side of his muzzle, and had his hands groping his chest.

"Give it to me." Shawn growled into his ear. Had his thoughts not been so clouded in lust, he probably would have made a sarcastic comment about wishes and masters.

Ben slammed his cock deeper into Shawn, desperately trying to stimulate himself enough to release the flood. He howled loud enough for the room to echo back at him, he broke Shawn's skin with his dull nails, and he felt the rushing goop flow from the tip of his buried boner. Shawn took it all easily, he had done this before, and there would definitely be more after. They held each other in their afterglows, waiting for Ben's knot to go down. They both hoped that they would get to spend the rest of the day together doing whatever after Ben took Jason home.

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