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After a week of Kris and Ash helping their immigrant friend Archie catch up with his U.S. History, the work was finally over. It had been a grueling process of spending almost every spare minute of their time after school helping him write papers, take notes, and most importantly, cram for the test that would occur only a week later. The white Welsh fox was nervous to say the least, but Ash and Kris kept reassuring him that he would be just fine. Archie wasn't so sure he shared their rosy optimism.

"Where is that white pain in the ass?" asked Ash looking all over the schoolyard for his Welsh friend.

"Don't worry," said Kris, "he'll show up soon."

Ash grew increasingly impatient as time wore on. It was Friday, after 3 P.M., and he was ready to go with Kris to Archie's house for the very first time. The short, red fox could feel his forehead start to heat up to the point where one could have cooked eggs on it. He was gritting his teeth so noisily that even Kris could hear it.

"Would you stop that," said Kris, chastising him. "Jeez, it's like nails on a chalkboard listening to you grind your teeth!"

Ash, who was usually happy to act like he was fighting with Kris, was not in any mood to be berated. "Hey, I wouldn't be doing it if it weren't for Archie. What the hell is taking him so long?"

"I don't know," said Kris, scanning the horizon for any sign of their friend. "Just keep looking around. He'll turn up . . . I hope."

Ash and Kris continued scanning all around the school, wondering just what in the Hell had happened to Archie. It was getting to the point where there were very few students left around. But, of course, it was Friday and everyone was anxious to get home and begin their weekend of leisure. Even Kris was growing impatient, and that was not like him at all. All the two cousins could think about was getting to Archie's house and starting their own weekend "leisure" activities.

"Hey," yelled Ash, pointing at the main entrance of the school building. "There he is!"

Indeed, Archie the white Welsh fox was walking towards his friends, his head hanging low. Kris and Ash caught a very bad vibe from their friends demeanor. Kris had his arms folded irritably, while Ash looked like he was ready to attack a wounded chicken.

"Don't tell me," said Kris. "We helped you for over a week and you failed the test, didn't you?"

"I'm gonna chop your tail off and strangle you with it if you did!" said Ash.

Archie sighed. "Well, sorry guys, but . . ."

Kris and Ash waited on bated breath for an answer. "Yes?" they said together.

"I got an A plus!" yelled Archie.

"Oh," said Kris, slapping a paw to his knee. "You had me going there for a minute!"

Ash shoved the white fox. "You shit-tail!"

It was all in good fun for them. Being around Kris and Ash had definitely rubbed off on Archie, as he had now adopted their penchant for mock bickering, fighting and sarcasm. No doubt, Kris and Ash viewed their influence on Archie as big of a success as the A plus paper he now held with pride in his paws.

"Couldn't have done it without my best, mates, er, pals!"

"Don't you forget it!" said Ash, shoving him yet again.

"Good job," said Kris, shaking his friends paw. "We knew you could do it!"

"Ha," said Ash, sticking his muzzle in the air. "Speak for yourself!"

Kris turned around, staring at his cousin. "Oh, shove it, Ash. Nobody likes you, anyway."

"More people like me than you!" he said, protesting.

"Whatever," said Kris. "Hey, shouldn't you be on the short bus with the rest of the retards, Ash?"

Ash stuck his tongue out at Kris, making the silver fox shake his head in disbelief and disappointment.

"I guess that's the height of wit for his type," observed Kris.

"Oh, now you're making jokes about how short I am," said Ash. "Well, you can shove it up your tail!"

While this was going on, Archie was on the floor, laughing as usual. He never took sides in the cousins' mock fighting; not so much because he didn't want to pick a side, but simply because he was too damned amused at their antics to participate. However, on this occasion, he felt the need to intervene.

"Okay, guys," he said, trying to stop laughing. "Isn't it about time we headed to my house? My Mum and Dad would love to meet you."

/"Archie," said Ash. "It's Mom, not Mum."

"Okay," said Archie, shaking his head. "I wouldn't know how to be American if it wasn't for my good friend Ash, would I?"

"And don't you forget it!" said Ash.

Archie brought Ash and Kris to his parents' house. Kris and Ash were very impressed with the majestic pine that was Archie's home. The white fox explained that his father was in the business of international trade, and that he was often away tending to his many business interests. Normally Archie's mother would be home--she didn't work outside the home--but she left a note saying that she was going to be away until late tonight, and that she would be bringing Archie's father home with her. The white fox smiled inwardly.

"Perfect," he said.

"What's perfect?" asked Kris.

"Yeah, you had to endure our parents, it only seems right that we'd get to meet yours," said Ash.

"All in due time," said Archie. "There's something else I'd like to show you right now."

Kris and Ash figured Archie was referring to his bedroom, something they had not yet seen. Going up the winding staircase, the two cousins were quite taken by the number of very old, and possibly very expensive art pieces. There were oil paintings from Renaissance Era Italy, French art, but what Archie really loved were the ancient Celtic artifacts left by his ancestors. There were bronze artifacts such as bowls, necklaces, earrings. It slowly dawned on Kris and Ash that there friend came from considerable wealth.

"You never said your parents were loaded!" said Ash, getting to the top of the stairs.

Archie laughed. "You never asked! Besides, it's not really that big of a deal to me. I try to take beasts as I find them."

Ash and Kris thought about their friend's words. Archie was genuine when he said those words. The white fox had never once talked about money, such as how much Ash and Kris' parents made each year. He never belittled them for wearing ordinary clothes or not having the finest things such as he did. No, Archie was a very ordinary fox, or so they thought.

"Well, here it is!" said Archie, opening his bedroom door.

Kris and Ash were treated to the sight of a room full of toys, books, video games, comic books, and a very large flag hanging on the western wall of Archie's room. The image was unfamiliar to them.

"What's the flag, Archie?" asked Kris.

"That's the Pendragon, the national flag of Wales!" said Archie.

Kris and Ash looked at the Welsh flag, which had the top half in white, the bottom half in green, and in the middle was a large, red medieval dragon, obviously the namesake of the flag.

"Cool," said Ash.

"Thanks," said Archie. "But what I really want to show you is this stuff!"

Archie dragged a large chest from his bedroom closet. Again, Ash and Kris were stunned at the wonderful objects Archie had to play with. The chest looked very old, and very heavy, almost like something they would see in an old pirate movie. The cousins wondered if Archie was going to open it and show them gold and silver coins, goblets, chalices and precious stones of every variety.

"See this, guys?" he said, opening the heavy lid.

There was no gold or silver, or any precious material in the chest of any kind. Kris and Ash were lost for words at what their eyes beheld. The chest was filled with leather, metal, whips, and kinds of kinky gear.

"Woa," said Kris.

"Holy shit," said Ash.

"I guess you two know what this stuff is, right?" asked Archie.

The two cousins nodded their heads, still trying to wrap their minds around the fact that Archie possessed an entire trunk of sex toys. Though stunned, Kris and Ash couldn't help but rummage through the chest, wanting to see all that it had to offer. Ash found a few leather collars that were stashed away, and Archie begged them to put them on. Uncertain of all this, but wanting to please their friend, Kris and Ash each donned a black leather collar around their necks. Even the sight of mere collars was enough to turn Archie's horn drive on. The white fox wanted to see more.

"You two know what this is?" asked Archie, holding a leather object in his paws.

"It's a gimp's hood," said Kris, who was given a strange look by Ash. "Hey, it's not my fault that I know things!"

Archie put the gimp's hood on, leaving the zippered mouth opening unzipped for the time being. "Okay, how about you two start giving me orders? I want us to have some fun!"

Wearing their collars, Kris and Ash thought Archie's idea to be a very titillating one. The more they were around all the equipment, the more they wanted to experiment with it.

"Okay," said Kris. "As your master, I order you to take off all your clothes!"

With his gimp hood on, Archie stripped to his very fury, proudly standing before his masters.

"Turn around," said Ash.

Archie presented his bare, white cheeks for Ash, who gave the fox a firm slap on the ass with a small leather whip he found. Archie yelped, but not so much in pain as in excitement.

"Do you wish to punish me further, Master?"

Ash answered the question with a much harsher swat on the ass. Archie howled in pain, but was turned on by it. Ash couldn't help but notice that the white fox's butt cheeks were quickly turning bright red. Ash didn't know why, but this turned him on as well.

"Kris, you gotta try this!"

"Oh, yes, please punish me, Master Kris!"

Taking the leather whip in paw, Kris gave the white fox a few lashes on the ass. Archie again yelped, but the pain was so energizing. For so long the white fox had wished for friends to share his fetishes with, and Kris and Ash were proving to be just perfect for this.

"Master Kris, Master Ash, would you tie me up?"

Kris and Ash looked at each other, confused. Archie pointed back to his trunk of toys. Within it there were several lengths of rope. Though Ash was not adept at tying knots, Kris had learned how to tie several styles. Ash shoved Archie on the bed, and Kris soon went to work tying him up. The white fox was so excited he actually started waving his tail like a happy little fox kit. The more Ash and Kris were around Archie's kinky tastes, the more they came to see them as something to enhance their usual playtime.

Once Archie was tied by his wrists and feet, Ash pulled the gimp mask off him, and then threw his own clothes off. Being the only one now in the room with anything on, Kris felt the need to shed his garments as well. Now all three males were completely nude, and Archie knew exactly what he wanted his two friends to do.

"Master Ash, please put that choke chain around my neck," begged Archie.

"Why?" asked Ash.

"Because, if you're being choked when you cum, it makes it way more intense!"

Kris and Ash looked at each other once more, both of them thinking the same thing; they wanted to give it the old college try sometime. Ash put the metal choke chain around Archie's neck, with Archie instructing him to pull on the choke chain for no more than ten seconds at a time, then give him twenty seconds rest. Everything was now set up the way Archie wanted it. With Kris ready to spear his rear, and Ash choking him, the three went to work. Kris shoved his length in, fucking the white fox as hard as usual, while getting the view of Ash jerking off and choking Archie.

Ash made sure to watch Archie's facial expressions to see if he had enough air while being asphyxiated. Even with all this going on, Archie still had the pretense of mind to jerk himself off. The multitude of feelings he was going through at any moment was tremendous. He could feel Kris' cock being thrust in and out of him, the ticklish sensation of pulling on his own dick, and most intense, the sensation of almost blacking out from lack of oxygen. Ash was still mindful of Archie expression, and was actually the first to notice when Kris had shot his wad. Leaping into action, Ash told Kris to start sucking off the white fox, leaving Archie with far more strength to endure the oxygen deprivation. Kris happily complied, getting on his knees, he sucked away at Archie's cock, giving him the best blow job any fox had ever received. Ash, wanting Archie to have the climax of a lifetime, talked dirty to him.

"Yeah, you love that, don't you, you little slut? Master Ash is gonna strangle you silly, you bitch! Take that!"

With one hard tug, Ash pulled on the chain for a final time, perfectly contraindicating with Archie's orgasm. The white fox howled like a wolf at a full moon. It was hard for the cousins to even believe what they were seeing, in fact Ash almost completely ignored his own orgasm, spraying cum all over Archie's face.

"Fuck," said Ash.

"Shit," said Kris, looking at the whimpering pile of what was Archie.

"Oh," said Archie, his head spinning around. "That was unreal. Thanks, guys. Give me a minute, then untie me."

Kris waited several minutes to untie Archie, as he was still lost in a sea of bliss, basking in the afterglow of an extremely intense ejaculation. Satisfied he was finally okay, Kris and Ash untied their friend, then went to cleaning up the mess, putting away the toys, and getting dressed.

"What's that?" said Kris, detecting a vibration in the room.

"My cell phone," said Archie, pulling it from his pants pocket. "Oh! Mom and Dad said they won't be home until tomorrow morning!"

"Does that mean we have to leave?" asked Kris.

Archie smirked at the silver fox. "Oh no, it means we get to drag everything out again for more play time!"

No one wasted a second heading Archie's directive.