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Victor stood utterly paralyzed as he looked through the window of his master bedroom. He had been intent on taking a shower after a long day of work, but the open blinds of the large window and the frame of the same window next door drew his gaze directly into his neighbour’s like a targeting reticule. Framed so perfectly by window and curtain was a young deer; his neighbour’s son. Slender almost to the point of scrawny, the boy was utterly naked, his face screwed up in an expression of focused exertion. He leaned forward, his arms past his elbows disappearing behind the wall while the rest of him from the waist up was basking in the bright afternoon sunlight. Victor’s pants tightened immediately, his sheath swelling as he took in the distant sight of the young panting cervine next door. His dick nearly broke through the front of his pants when he saw the dark furred arm reach out and up from behind the wall to tousle the lad’s hair and give his cheek some firm pats of, what he interpreted as, a job well done. Then, the deer started grinding his hips. The movement so obvious and exaggerated that Victor couldn’t help but watch the lads abs tense and relax. He was rolling himself forward and back, his thin arms flexing and his lips pulling back to expose his clenching teeth. With all of the pieces of the puzzle now firmly floating behind his eyes, the middle aged mastiff set them all firmly together and popped open the front of his pants. His neighbour’s son was riding the dick of another male, and he seemed to be doing a fantastic job of it. The boy’s pace was steady, his face seeming to relax as the moments dragged on, and before long, he was able to pull his weight from his arms to sit straight up on his partner’s lap. His eyes were closed, his now free hands came to rest on his own hips, sliding through light brown fur into the creamier colour of his flat stomach before they ascended to his chest, giving small tugs to his pert little nipples. His jaw was slack now, hanging open while his eyes fluttered closed and the fingers of his left hand slipped over his lips. The hand kept moving up, tangling itself in his mop of blonde hair while his hips picked up in speed. Flashes of the lad’s cock appeared from the bottom of the window, a testament to the power he was putting into his thighs and waist, or at least evidence that his partner was becoming more actively involved. Long moments passed while Victor stroked himself, his pants kicked to the side the moment they had fallen to his ankles. He watched the teen grab his own hair with both of his hands, his thin arms extended to expose the smooth grooves of his armpits before one of them moved to his side, then behind him. The deer was bouncing properly now, his mouth open in silent deafening gasps that Victor could swear he could hear from where he stood. He leaned back further, bracing himself on his one hand and giving the canine a view he hadn’t expected. From the midst of his tightly muscled abdomen, Victor could see a bulge appearing every time the lad slammed himself downward. Whoever he was riding was properly hung, and the deer was blissfully enjoying every inch of him. It didn’t take long after that for something else to happen that Victor didn’t expect. Two huge arms reached into view, grabbing the boy by his narrow waist, and what had been a steady and firm series of bounces was forced to become harsh slamming thrusts. He was being pulled down onto the male below him, the hand reaching behind him braced on a thick flexing thigh that came into view next. Victor’s ears twitched, the sound of the lad gasping and yelping finally driven to a volume that he could hear from clear across the divide between their homes. The seconds that it took for the mating pair to reach their spine-jarring climaxes felt like an eternity to the canine. He watched as the deer was lifted bodily upwards, the male beneath using his huge legs to jam his cock as deep into the cervine as he possibly could while his gripping hands pulled the smaller male downwards. What had been a slight bulge in the lads stomach now ballooned, his own cock spasming and jetting several strands of thick white jizz into the air to presumably land on his partner below. Victor leaned down and painted his own orgasm across the foot of his bed, some primal urge to bury his large exposed knot into the male across the yard becoming so strong he fervently believed he was actually tying him. He shared in their afterglow, panting heavily as his neighbour’s boy leaned back partially out of view, using his partner’s thighs and knees like the back of a chair as he reclined. All Victor could see now was his slender stomach, bulged noticeably as it was by his partner’s cock and what must have been a sizeable load of cum. The dog imagined what that scene across the way must look like now. The hidden male looking up at the spent cervine youth, the lads legs spread, his thighs forced apart by some massive cock and unable to close properly, his softening dick hanging wetly over his thigh... They all remained like that for long minutes until the two in the other house shifted, a huge dark mass of black fur rising from below the window frame to block it almost completely. The other male was big, and if the thick strip of long dark fur running down his back was any indication, Victor had just watched his neighbour’s son ride himself stupid on one beast of a horse. The equine stood while the deer wrapped his slender legs around the powerful waist he had been resting in, two slight arms sliding over and linking up behind the equines shoulders. They turned, facing the window, which made Victor freeze, but any shame or fear he could have felt at possibly being spotted was drowned by fresh arousal as he watched a great pillar of horse cock slip from the lad, a torrent of cum following in thick strands. No one would have been walking right after that thing had plowed through them. The deer was lowered to his hooves, but he struggled to stay standing and was left to drop onto his bed out of view. The horse, looked like he had laughed, but then he leaned down as if to speak to the cervine below him, and once more, Victor felt the blood drain from his face and flow straight back down to his dick. The horse was his neighbour. The deer was his son. And now, the horse was looking directly back at him with a grin that was clear to see even given his dark fur, making the dozen yards between their houses feel like mere inches, as he lifted his son’s limp legs over his shoulders and started to grind his hips again.