Dirty Dealings

Blake stood in front of the mirror, leaning on the sink as he sighed and stared at himself, the grey fox's steely fur contrasted by the vibrant red patch on his neck and chest that almost seemed to be burning when it caught the lighting of the bathroom just right. The man had found himself slightly on edge, just as he had the last few times that his new boyfriend was coming over to visit, his tail quivering and shaking with nervous excitement. He chuckled at how the new twists in his life had made him act like some doe eyed and awkward teen again, hoping that his son hadn't been as observant of the changes in his behaviour, thinking that it wasn't very dignified for a man slightly over 45 years of age to be acting like a lovesick pup. It had been some time since Blake had last done any dating, having spent a good twenty years married to his ex wife before divorcing her a few months back, though his rusty flirting skills weren't the only reason for his slight nervousness: Glen was the first man that he had been seriously dating, having mostly spent his time with women beforehand. In addition, his new boyfriend also happened to be about ten years his senior, and extremely kinky, both of which excited the grey fox greatly. He had always had a rather big kinky streak in him for as long as he could remember, but he had strived to keep that side of himself hidden away, trying to only let his imagination run free a few times here and there when alone in front of his computer. Glen on the other hand didn't seem to have any reservations or doubts about letting loose at all, not only revelling in the degeneracy by himself but also encouraging Blake to do the same as well, feeding the younger fox's burgeoning taboo tastes. The grey fox had already had many experiences he didn't think he'd ever have, let alone enjoy as much as he had, such as going clubbing at a gay bar and getting messy in the bathrooms or getting chained up and whipped. But his boyfriend's bad influence didn't just stop at some slightly spicy sex, instead leading him further and further into fields that were more illegal rather than only risqué, such as bestiality and cub porn. Blake had immediately seen how the other man had looked at his son the first time they met, and he knew that their relationship would go there sooner or later, he just wasn't sure if he should've been as excited about it as he was. The canine noticed he'd been sitting in front of the mirror and just staring at himself for minutes, shaking his head and opening the tap, letting some cold water collect in his hands before he splashed his face with it, patting himself dry with a towel as he tried to steady his breathing. 

A few blocks away from the grey fox's house, Glen was in his car and heading towards the place with a grin on his face, the window cracked open just enough for a steady stream of cool air to ruffle his fur. The arctic fox turned his head to the rear view mirror, angling it down to quickly check his appearance, his sharp fangs gently glinting in the sun as he nodded happily. He had been in the neighbourhood, taking care of some business, and decided to send a text to his boyfriend asking if he'd be good to come over for some afternoon delight. He turned the mirror to the side slightly, checking up on his passenger in the back seat, seeing a feral pitbull with light brown fur shuffling around for a moment before sitting down with a happy snort, the dog's tail wagging as the pair looked at one another,
"We're almost there Ollie, just settle down for a few minutes longer~" 
Glen felt a buzz against his thigh and slipped a hand into his pocket, pulling out his phone and reading message that his boyfriend had just sent, 
"Yep, me and Nick are both home, feel free to come by."
The fox smirked and typed out a reply, 
"I did some shopping in your neighbourhood and got a li'l surprise for you."
"Oh yeah? What is it?" 
"Wouldn't be a surprise if I told you what it was, now would it? Don't worry, you'll love it~"
The man tucked his phone away into his pocket and looked down at his crotch with a small huff, already seeing a small hard lump forming in his pants from the anticipation. He set a hand down against his growing erection, slowly rubbing it with his palm, coaxing more of his canine shaft out until he could feel the beginnings of his knot, glancing over at the backpack sitting on the passenger seat with a small laugh, hoping that the contents inside would live to his expectations. He hadn't entirely planned to visit the other fox that day, originally thinking that he'd first run a little test run on the stuff he had bought just with himself and his loyal canine companion, but he found it too difficult to keep his desires in check for even just another day or two.

Rushing over to the familiar house, Glen quickly slung the backpack over his shoulder before clicking a leash onto the pitbull's collar and letting the feral out, the pair walking over to the door as he rang the doorbell. A few moments later, the door was opened by a fifteen year old grey fox, sharing similar patterns on his fur as his father, though his were still just a slight bit lighter and dimmer when compared to his dad's deep and vibrant shades, 
"Oh, hey Glen. I didn't know you were coming. Hey Ollie!" 
Glen smiled down at the smaller fox, leaning against the wall, 
"Hey there Nick, I was coming over to see your daddy."
Nick squatted down to pet the feral dog, giggling giddily as the pitbull leapt up and leaned against his chest to reach up to his muzzle, showering his face with licks and feral kisses. Glen watched from the teen and his pet from the side, doing his best to hide his excitement as he imagined the two doing much more than just sharing a few innocent kisses, having to hang his backpack down in front of his crotch to conceal his true thoughts. Though the man did genuinely love Blake, first hooking up with the grey fox even before knowing that there was a teenage boy from a previous marriage, he certainly couldn't deny that he had plans for the cub from the moment he first saw the boy. He hadn't directly admitted his intentions to his boyfriend yet, but they had definitely talked about cubs in rather deep detail in the past, and he also knew that Blake had at least some level of attraction towards the kid. After almost getting knocked over by the dog, Nick and the visitors stepped into the house, his focus still on the feral as he sat down on the floor with crossed legs, letting the pitbull jump up onto his lap as he shouted upstairs, 
"Dad! Glen is here!" 
"Okay, be right down!" 
The arctic fox sat down on the sofa to watch more as the cub and his pet played, unable to wrest his eyes away from Ollie's plump sheath dangling down, licking his lips every time the boy accidentally stroked it as Nick continued the petting and rolled around on the floor. 

Blake stepped downstairs to see his son busy playing with the feral canine, the two men sharing a sly look behind the cub's back as Glen stood up from the sofa, grabbing the backpack and giving Nick's hair a soft ruffle while walking past the teen. Going into the kitchen to have some space to chat in private without the prying eyes of the kid, Blake sat down in front of the table as the arctic fox hopped up to sit down on the corner of it, grinning down at his boyfriend, 
"Alright, so what's the surprise?" 
"Guess~" 
Blake sighed and gave an exaggerated eye roll, leaning back with his hands behind his head as he watched the canine's foot tapping the backpack on the floor as a hint, his eyes narrowing for a second as he pondered before finally shrugging his shoulders, 
"I dunno, another toy? Maybe a horse this time?" 
The grey fox chuckled as Glen grabbed the back and heaved it up onto his lap while shaking his head, zipping it open and diving in, rummaging around for a moment before pulling out something. He held up a small plastic baggie, dangling it between two fingers, shaking it back and forth as his tail wagged gently. The baggie had about a dozen small completely nondescript and white pills, no writing or markings on either side of them,
"How about we do a little partying today~?" 
Blake leaned in for a closer look, lifting up an eyebrow, 
"Wha… what is that, molly?" 
"What it is doesn't matter, just how fucked up it'll get you~" 
The white fox pinched one of the pills from the baggy, holding it out towards Blake as he hesitated, having had basically zero experience with drugs besides the occasional puff of pot when he was younger, 
"I… I don't know… Nick is gonna be here all night."
"So~?" 
Glen held out his tongue and placed the pill on it, giving a wink to the other canine before diving in for a kiss, slipping the pill to his boyfriend as they made out, making sure that Blake swallowed it before letting go and taking another one for himself. The younger fox instantly felt a slight regret from what he had done, anxiously leaning back as the white fox sat down on his lap, nothing left for him to do except to wait for the drug to start taking effect. 

Moving back into the living room to wait for the hit to kick in, the two foxes sat down on the sofa with Blake squeezed between his son and his boyfriend, doing his best to focus on the TV as he counted out the seconds in his head, trying to see when exactly the pill would get to work. He didn't have to wait for too long, feeling his heart start to hammer in his chest only about fifteen minutes after gulping down the drugs, the rest of the effects creeping in and intensifying over another fifteen minutes. He found it nearly impossible for him to stay still, needing to constantly jump up from his seat and walk around, his feet restlessly thumping and fidgeting around even as he laid back on the sofa, sweat pouring down his back as he nervously chewed on some toothpicks that happened to be within his reach. Nick wasn't entirely sure what was going on, but he could sense that his dad wasn't quite right at least, raising an eyebrow a few times as the man kept roaming around and walking in circles, seeming slightly weirded out though the pair were doing their best to hide what was going on. Glen on the other hand seemed to be able to control himself a fair bit better, still exhibiting a similar buildup of energy as the other fox but being able to channel it properly with his experience, letting him ride the high much more comfortably than the first timer. Wanting his boyfriend to have a pleasant experience, he decided to take the grey fox's mind off of the anxiousness, taking a blanket and laying it over both him and the dad, slipping a hand on the fidgeting Blake's lap, groping around until he felt a hard cock poking through the pants for him. With the younger man returning the favour, the duo were both getting horny, their lust only amplified by the drug making their thoughts hazy, Glen's devious eyes focusing on the teen relaxing on the other end of the sofa. Nick could see the two glancing over at him and whispering every now and then, seeing his father staring at him with a very odd look before finally nodding, trying to hear what they were whispering about for a few minutes longer until Glen stood up and disappeared into the kitchen. A moment later, the man walked back with glasses of soda for them all, handing the boy a drink with a weird smile. Not thinking much about it, Nick downed nearly half of the glass to soothe his parched throat, smacking his lips as the unpleasant aftertaste of the soda left an odd chemical flavour lingering in his mouth, thinking that his dad had just accidentally bought the zero sugar version of the drink again. 

Glen watched close as the boy on the other side of the couch slowly began fidgeting and getting more restless, Nick's breaths getting heavier and faster until the kit was panting even while sitting still. The man had managed to convince his boyfriend to finally let the teen in on their fun, their plan starting with him spiking the cub's drink with the same pills that they had both also taken. Even at half the dosage that the adults had taken, Nick's smaller stature meant that he was starting to feel the effects of his drugging a fair bit faster and more intense than the pair sitting next to him, his constant sweating only causing him to chug down the rest of the spiked drink in one go and accidentally make his situation even worse, his fingers tapping in a frantic pace against his legs as he tried to settle down his nerves. The increased blood flow and heightened sensitivity led to more than just some sweating however, the teen's shorts suddenly starting to tighten uncomfortably as he panicked, pulling his legs up onto the sofa and curling up in an attempt to conceal the storm happening at his crotch, feeling his knot already swelling up as it popped out of his sheath, his slightly delirious and confused state leaving him on the edge as he desperately tried to figure out what was going on before the two adults noticed the awkward situation between his legs. The boy was far too late however, with both of the men already having taken notice of the kid's boner far before he had a chance to hide it, their eyes more focused on him than the TV that they were all pretending to still watch. With his hand still on his boyfriend's lap, massaging the grey fox's cock, Glen could see the other canines' desperation for relief, practically able to smell and taste the horniness in the air as he grinned, thinking it was time for him to step up his efforts and lock down Nick before the cub had a chance to think twice. He grabbed Blake's muzzle and twisted the other man's head for a kiss, locking lips with his eyes closed, making sure to use plenty of tongue while rubbing the father's chest, playing and gently tweaking Blake's nipples. He opened one eye to see the kit staring at them in awe, fully caught up in the moment, ready and ripe for what was to come next. 

With the cub properly fired up, Glen grabbed Nick by his collar and gently pulled him down onto both of the mens' laps, the boy not putting up a fight as their hands descended down on him, stripping him right down to his bulging underwear. His dad was the one to first touch his briefs, pulling them off of him and letting his shaft flop out for the pair to ogle at, his shy blush only deepening as he closed his eyes and whimpered softly while the two fondled and felt up his red rocket, jerking him off. Only a few minutes later, the adults were naked as well, the whole group's clothes scattered all over the floor near the sofa as they pushed together with Nick squeezed between the older foxes, all three of them blindly rubbing and grinding against one another, their drugged state intensifying everything and making even the slightest brush against their skin feel like heaven. Some might've been fully satisfied with drugging up their boyfriend's underage son and getting dirty with them both, but Glen was still after even more, pulling himself away from the groping just long enough to grab his backpack and bring it to the living room. The drugs weren't the only thing he had hiding in his stash, his growling breaths almost fogging up in the air as he pulled out a pair of handcuffs, dangling them on a finger and giving Blake a wink. Before he could even see what was happening behind his back, Nick was snagged up by his dad, held in a tight hug as he was forced up to his feet before being bent over the coffee table, laying down with his belly against the hard table. Still disoriented from his spiked drink, the boy barely had enough power to even try to struggle against his father, the man's weight against his back being great enough to easily keep him pinned down even as he groaned and tried to kick himself out. With the kit held down, Glen walked over to Nick's front, grabbing the cub's hands and bringing them behind one of the feet of the table, locking his handcuffs around the kid's wrists. He next pulled out a pair of leg spreaders from his backpack, slotting them in place on the cub's legs to keep them open while also making it even more difficult for the boy to move around. With his father finally getting off of him, Nick tried to get out from the tight spot, pulling at his handcuffs and trying to yank at the leg spreaders, grunting weakly as the men grinned at each other, admiring the naked cub's helpless body. 

Watching his son's flank sway and bob around as the boy tried to get free, Blake couldn't help but to get down on his knees and huff as he grabbed onto the plump backside with both hands, giving the pair of soft buns a hard squeeze as his cock throbbed and touched tips with the cub's length, his lust for his own kid reaching its apex. Glen however had one last trick up his sleeve, a final gift hidden in his backpack, something that he had originally planned to use on his boyfriend but decided that it would actually fit the teen much better. Grinning in excitement, he yanked out a small, half used pack of diapers from the bag, pulling one out and dangling it in front of Nick's face, letting the drugged up kid see what was about to happen. The arctic fox got down right next to the boy's dad, folding the diaper open before slipping it around the kit's crotch, closing it up and taping it on snugly, finishing the whole thing off with a hard slap directly on the cub's ass, a sharp shriek escaping his muzzle even with the added padding that the soft diaper gave his cheeks. Blake looked at his boy from multiple angles, poking his head underneath the kid's belly to see a hard bump pushing against the front of the diapers, a soft crinkling and whimpering filling the living room as the kit tried to get up onto his feet. Nick kept up with his attempts to escape the bondage for a few minutes before finally giving up, recognising that he wouldn't be getting out unless one of the adults wanted him to get out, which certainly didn't seem likely based on the way that the pair were glaring down at him with their cocks in their hands. But even more importantly than just him not being able to slip free on his own, the cub simply didn't care enough about being tied down to make a bigger fuss, his altered mental state leaving him much more desperate for a good fuck than his own freedom, meaning that he was more than happy to be strung up as long as it meant that he'd have dick inside of him, which very luckily was exactly what the two adults had in mind for him. 

Staring down at the helpless and horny cub, dangling his cock just out of reach of the kit to tease Nick, Glen suddenly realised just how full his bladder was, his inebriated state letting him fully ignore it until it had snuck up on him and he was on the verge of bursting. For a split second, he was about to get up and slip into the bathroom for a quick break to relieve himself, but he stopped himself with a mischievous smile, thinking that there was no point in having to waste any time away from the fun since he had a diaper available, even if said diaper wasn't exactly on him at that moment. He walked around to the boy's ass and sunk a few fingers down the backside of the diaper, pulling the padding down just a slight bit, enough to give him space to shove his rock hard cock inside. Nick felt the arctic fox's girth resting between his ass cheeks, preparing for what he thought would have been a thorough anal pounding, closing his eyes and biting down on his wrist in anticipation. He waited for several moments, thinking it was odd how the shaft seemed to just linger between his buns rather than getting deeper and inside of him, suddenly feeling a rush of steaming hot liquid washing over his whole undercarriage. Moaning quietly as he felt the rush of the water tickling his balls and dick, he looked over his shoulder to see the man grinning back at him, a few drops of yellow leaking down from the side of the diaper as the padding inside soaked up everything that it could, getting slightly overwhelmed and letting a small trickle through as a whole night's worth of drinks were emptied into it. With the warm wetness spreading out over his entire ass, Nick shivered and began grinding on the table he was strapped against in desperation, his cock plunging into the padding as he humped the soggy diaper, the seemingly never ending waterfall of piss filling it up. After several minutes of unloading his urine, Glen finally felt his bladder starting to empty out, pulling his canine member out from the diaper and letting the last few droplets leak onto the cub's lower back as he wiped his shaft clean on Nick's soft tail, pulling the soggy set of padding up with a chuckle. 

Drawn in by the sounds and the musky scents, Ollie sauntered into the living room, having woken up from a nap in the kitchen, quickly recognising what was going on between the trio of foxes. The pitbull was no stranger to being used in his owner's taboo playtimes, very often being both on the giving- as well as the receiving end of the breeding during the same session, having quickly learned when he could expect to empty his plump balls inside of some tight hole. Running up to the cub's back and sticking his nose right against the soaked and leaky diaper, the feral took a few good sniffs as his tail wagged, the tip of his red rocket peeking out from his sheath as Glen watched him poking around. Eager to see the boy getting used by a feral dog, the arctic fox grabbed him by his collar and led him over to Nick's front, letting him give the boy a few more licks and kisses while reaching underneath his belly, pulling his sheath the rest of the way back and fully exposing his girth. Without needing to be guided any further, Ollie mounted the young fox's face, throwing his front legs up against Nick's back and shuffling forwards until he could feel his tip prodding against the cub's head, impatiently humping the air until the kit managed to get the angle right and take his cock inside. The grey fox opened up his maw and let the dog thrust inside, surprised at the intensity that the feral was starting off with, his whole body flinching as he suddenly had more than three quarters of fat canine dick crammed down his throat, his face pinned down against the side of the table and his hands bound in such a way that he was completely helpless to try to ease up the dog's pummelling. Having never had a male in his mouth before, the feral's unforgiving pounding quickly made Nick start to panic slightly, his hands clenching into fists as he whined against the cock, though his own rod didn't get even a hint softer throughout the entire facefucking that he received. Indifferent to the cub's choking grunts, Ollie kept going with his thrusts, hammering his shaft deeper as he panted, saliva dripping down his ballsack as it bounced off of the kid's chin, the two adults giving him a few pets as they watched him go to town on the tied up boy's throat. 

With his cheeks bulging out and a few tears streaming down from the corners of his eyes as he struggled to hold back his gagging, the tied up cub endured the dog's cock for what felt like an eternity, the musky and decidedly male scent of the feral's family jewels driving him wild, only getting him even more desperate. Ollie slammed his shaft into the boy's throat again and again, chasing after the familiar sensation as his knot swelled to nearly double its original size, threatening to slide right into the kit's maw as the fox opened wide. With a final satisfied snort, the dog forced himself balls deep and plugged up the cub's mouth tight, burying Nick's snout into the thick fur at the base of his cock as his knot locked him in place, making sure that nothing could get him out even if he wanted to. Nick could only hear the pitbull's low growl and the rush of blood in his ears as his eyes bulged wide, his whole body flailing around as a squirt of cum gushed inside of him and painted his whole gullet with the sticky slop, his tired jaw straining as the dog kept humping even while cumming. After a few seconds, he managed to calm down enough to keep breathing through his nose, getting just enough air to keep awake between the mouthfuls of feral seed that he had to swallow down. The cub was able to get through the canine's orgasm, but it seemed like Ollie wasn't quite done yet however, having a very similar sort of problem and solution to said problem as his owner had had a handful of minutes earlier, desperately needing a potty break but not wanting, or in his case not able due to being tied, to leave the kid's side. Still wagging his tail, the pitbull's back legs stomped around a few times before his cock twitched back to life inside of the young fox's muzzle, this time giving the boy a nice hot drink to chase down his previous load. Nick thought at first that his suckling had just gotten the canine off for a second time, but quickly realised that it wasn't cum pouring down his throat as the taste of it hit him, his legs shaking slightly as he drank down nearly a gallon of fresh lemonade straight from the feral's tap, a few drops making it past the knot and spilling down his chin. 

Watching his dog's knot pulsing in the cub's throat, Glen couldn't wait a moment longer or he'd explode into his own hand, quickly getting behind the boy and yanking down the diaper to get access to the tight tailhole beneath. With a hand pushing down on the kit's back, he forced his cock inside with a heavy grunt, heaving forwards to ram nearly his full length into the hole, taking the cub's anal virginity in one swift thrust. Nick would have been screaming in bliss if he didn't still have his maw plugged up with feral dick, his asshole flexing and clenching hard as he moaned against the hard rod, feeling the red rocket slowly starting to come loose as Ollie's knot began deflating little by little, eventually letting the cock pop free midway through the man's third jab. In heaven from having his prostate roughly massaged, the teen didn't notice at all how the hand on his back was pushing his belly against the table, forcing the contents of his gut downwards, a few barely audible rumbles from his belly being the only signs of the impending storm. Glen kept nailing the boy until he suddenly felt something soft and mushy deep in the tailhole, first enveloping his tip before quickly rushing forwards and burying the rest of the shaft in the muddy mess as well. The fox pulled out to see his cock caked in a muddy mess from knot to tip, a flood of shit pouring from the snug hole as soon as it wasn't plugged up any more, most of the shit dumping straight into the waiting diaper below, making it sag even more than the thorough soaking as a slight hint of brown started spreading across the front of the pair. Unfazed by the foul turn of events, Glen plunged back deep into the kit's ass right as the pile of scat was still being pushed out, cramming the remaining half of the load back inside as the foxes both moaned, his hands tightening around the tied up boy's hips. Enjoying the unique texture of the horrible sludge, the older canine doubled his humping and pounded at the now brown-stained hole, smacking into the kid harder and harder until he finally got his knot inside, leaving big streaks of cum into the pile of shit as Nick yipped frantically. The teen was too busy quivering in pleasure to hear as the arctic fox shouted out something to Blake, his dad disappearing upstairs for a moment before coming back down, holding a shiny metal buttplug and handing it to the man tied to his tailhole. Wanting to let his load marinate for a while longer, Glen pulled out from the cub and quickly replaced his knot with the plug, only a few runny globs of shit escaping out as he stretched the hole before closing it up again. 

Leaning over the gasping and panting boy, Glen grabbed his softening cock by the base and slapped it down against the kit's back, grinning as he used his soiled dick like a paintbrush, smearing big streaks of brown all across the kid's fur as he squeezed out the last few squirts of cum. Anxious to get in on the fun, Blake jumped up behind his son, ripping off the tape holding the diaper together and cradling it in his hand. The diaper was filled to the brim with the boy's shit, the stink of the huge mound only growing in intensity as the man brought it up and closer to his face, feeling the warmth of it through the padding as he shivered and moaned. Nick's dad brought the filled diaper underneath him, holding it between his spread open legs and slowly pushing it up against his erect cock, letting his shaft sink right into the pile of his own shit, gently folding the diaper up as every last inch of his pink slab disappeared into the muck. Blake jerked his son off with the filled diaper, relishing the cub's adorable moans as he squeezed the padding harder, feeling the mushy scat sliding around as the dick underneath dug a channel through the sludge. With his shaft at least mostly clean and the grime wiped onto his boyfriend's kid, Glen took his dog and guided Ollie back in front of Nick, except this time he spun the feral around, one hand lifting up the pitbull's tail and the other pushing the canine's flank backwards until the musky tailhole was right up against the kit's muzzle. Sniffing the dog's rank ass, Nick willingly stuck his tongue deep inside and rimmed the sweaty pucker, making out with it as his dad milked him, his wrists and ankles chafing on his bindings as he wriggled around. Finally, after enduring the milking and eating out the feral for several minutes, he shivered and emptied out his balls into a pile of his own shit, slimy and brown strings stretching out from his knot as his father pulled the diaper out from underneath him, his whimpers swallowed up by the dog's hole. 

With his dad grabbing onto the base of the toy holding back the dam and yanking it out, Nick flinched as shit mixed with cum ran down his legs, the torrent only held back by the man mounting him and ploughing into his well stretched hole, his puckered lips still pressed against the feral's musky ass. For the rest of the night, the three males took turns on using and abusing the young fox's tailhole over multiple hours, barely taking any breaks, leaving load after load inside of him as more of his slop oozed out until his bowels were entirely empty, his orgasms dripping down onto the filled up diaper still laying on the floor right below his crotch. With the group's drug fueled session of lust stretching well into the morning hours of the day, Nick was exhausted to the point of being utterly incapable of even lifting up a finger, a slight dull pain radiating from his lower half, not quite as bad as it would be the following day after all of the drugs had left his system. The foxes untied the boy and picked him up, gently laying him down on the ground and cuddling up on either side of him, Ollie joining in on the nuzzling as the entire group of canines quickly drifted off to sleep.