In the Closet

Tumbling headfirst into a closet filled with a wide range of the performers' outfits and stage clothes, Gregory gave a pathetic yelp as he was tossed in, his vision plunged into darkness as the door slammed shut behind him, the click of the lock making his hair stand on end. A heartbeat after being shoved in, the concentrated stench of sweat seeped into his nostrils from the dirty rags surrounding him, with the large closet seemingly acting as a dumping ground for any musky outfits that Freddy and the other mascots couldn't bother to get laundered, the overpowering stink only growing ten times worse as it mixed with the scent of the piss that was still clinging to his fur. Weak from the session of ruthless breeding he'd just received, the tiny dalmatian coughed and held his nose, his eyes watering up not just because of the pain of his leaking and gaping hole. Desperate to escape, the boy scrambled around until his feet were pressed against the door of the closet, both of his hands clamped around his snout in a vain attempt to block the reek of sweat and musk as he thumped on the heavy door, sobbing as his muscles ached more with every kick he gave. The door creaked and rattled, but didn't move an inch, only worsening the young cub's panic as he shrieked into his hands, hearing the trio of mascots laughing and talking just outside, picking up Freddy's voice, 
"He's not going anywhere. Guess we've got a new toy to play around with."
A second, much meeker voice, from Bonnie pushed through the cracks in the closet, 
"Oh… uhh… Freddy? We've gotta be on stage again in just a couple of minutes."
"Dammit. Alright, guess the slut can stay in there while we give those runts a show, don't want anyone coming back here to look for us after all~" 
Terrified at the thought of being abandon inside of the cramped closet, Gregory wailed on the door twice as hard, gritting his teeth through the musk as he unplugged his nose and screamed out, 
"No, don't leave me in here! Please! Let me out, anybody!" 
The three mascots suited up as their new plaything screamed for mercy, with only Foxy even bothering to talk back at the panicking cub, slamming a fist against the closet door as he slipped on his eyepatch, 
"Shut it, twerp! No one's gonna hear you, not over our music. I don't want you to wear your throat out before I knot it."
Quivering in terror, the dog pressed his ear against the door and listened as his idols all walked out of the room, their exit from the backstage punctuated by the cheer from the crowd of kids waiting for them to perform, leaving the boy all alone in the dark. 

Thumping at the door in between gasping for air, Gregory tried desperately to escape as the muffled sounds of a concert teased him the entire time, whimpering as he pushed against the locked closet door. Slowly, his eyes began adjusting to the dark, though it wasn't of much comfort to the cub, only letting him see the sweaty clothes he was stuffed amid, finding nothing at all that could help him escape. Though his other senses were starting to adjust to the closet, the dalmatian's sensitive nose unfortunately was the one sense that couldn't adapt to his hairy situation, the overwhelming musk seeming to arrive in waves, always catching the kid off guard as he tried hopelessly to plug up his nose, his own hands even stinking of the sweat and piss that he was soaked in. With nothing left to do but to wait, Gregory sat in the dark, trying to peer through the tiniest of cracks as he listened to the songs he'd been singing along with just earlier that day, hoping that he wouldn't be forgotten and left to rot in the closet. After almost half an hour, the pup heard a slight break in the concert, his ears perking up as the backstage door opened up, heavy footsteps coming closer and into the room. Gregory shuffled back away from the door as he heard the footsteps approaching the closet, curling up and whimpering as the lock turned, blinded momentarily as his cramped jail was suddenly flooded with light once more. The canine peered up to see Freddy standing there, grinning with a bottle of water in his hands, 
"Just took a little break from the show to see how you were doing in here~" 
The bear was still dressed in his flashy costume, a pair of shades resting on his head and an open colourful vest showing off his chest fur, his hand going down to his pants and opening up his fly to let his rock hard cock flop out. He was drenched in sweat from his energetic performance, beads of musk still glistening on his fur as he panted and took a heavy gulp of water, shaking the remainder in the bottle as he thrust his dick out towards the boy's face,
"Bet you'd like a drink as well, huh? Make me cum, and I might just give the rest to you~" 

Though anything but eager to take another load in his belly, Gregory couldn't ignore his thirst, holding back sobs as he slumped down on his knees and shuffled forwards, grabbing the base of the bear's hefty shaft with two quivering hands as he opened up his muzzle. Freddy watched with a smirk as the cub's lips neared his dick, grabbing the dog's ear and plunging his girth in deep just before the boy was able to take it in, groaning as his ballsack slapped the kid on the chin. The puppy immediately tried to yank his head back, his squeals getting lost in his heavy gags as the man's cock dipped all the way down to his gullet, making him choke on the slab of meat. His nose was buried deep in the forest of the lead singer's pubic fur, smearing sweat all over his snout as he tried to squirm free of the ursine's tight grasp, old shirts and stained pants getting tossed around in the air as the dalmatian thrashed around in the closet full of clothes. Midway through his break time relaxation, Freddy let out an annoyed grunt as the dressing room door opened once more, not even bothering to glance over at whoever was coming in as Bonny's head peeked through the door, 
"Freddy? Are you coming back yet, Foxy's do-"
The rabbit stopped partway through his sentence, spotting that the lead star was balls deep in the little boy's muzzle, blushing lightly as he quickly dropped his eyes to the floor, 
"O… oh, you're… oh…"
Grunting as he bucked into the spotted canine's throat, watching Gregory's cheeks bulge out, Freddy let out a gruff groan, 
"Yeah, yeah, I'm coming back, just gimme a minute or two. Foxy can keep the little brats entertained until then."
Unwilling to argue with the leading man, or to pry his sheepish gaze away from the boy's mouth being crammed full of cock, Bonnie watched silently from the door as the bear slammed into Gregory's throat again and again, barely even letting the cub breathe as he struggled, trying to use his tongue to caress the man's tip in an attempt to get Freddy off as soon as possible, hoping he'd be left alone afterwards. The kid's plan was working, Freddy's eyes closing as he shoved the dalmatian down between his thighs one last time, growling in satisfaction as his thick cream sprayed down the cub's gullet, coating Gregory's maw in seed as cum gushed from the sides of his mouth and his nose. Gagging as the shaft was withdrawn from his throat, the canine fell back onto his rear as soon as he was let go, spitting up whatever cum hadn't already been pumped into his belly, sniffling as Freddy laughed and tossed the half-finished bottle of water onto his lap, 
"Thanks, slut. Here's your water~" 
The man slammed the closet door back closed, locking it before turning to Bonnie, nonchalantly zipping up his pants with a sigh as he walked past the erect bunny, 
"Alright, let's go."
"R… right, I'm… I'm coming!" 
Trying to tuck his hard cock away so the kids couldn't see it, Bonnie ran after Freddie, leaving the boy to weep in silence once more. 

Trying to calm down so that he wouldn't have to hyperventilate and huff in the cloud of musk hovering all around him, breathing through his mouth as much as possible even though he could still taste the bear's cum no matter how many times he washed out his maw, Gregory sat in his little dungeon, hearing laughter and singing coming from the stage, pulling down some of the sweaty clothes underneath him to cobble together a makeshift bedding. After waiting for another dozen or so minutes, the cub heard the dressing room door opening up again, unsure of whether he should've been happy or afraid, his tail curling up around his legs as he held his breath. The closet door opened to reveal Bonnie standing there, clutching his dick in his hand, panting with an ashamed, almost apologetic look on his face, his long ears pinned back as he squatted down. The bunny was desperate for a go at the cub, but didn't have the nerve to ask Freddy for permission to do so, his attempts at concealing his horniness having finally worn him down to the point that he'd just quickly snuck away from the stage during a small break for autographs and pictures. The man grabbed Gregory by his shoulder, yanking him up and planting their lips together, shoving his tongue down the puppy's salty muzzle as he moaned heavily and pumped at his cock, spraying thin strands of precum all over the squirmy canine's bare belly. The bunny's desperate embrace was far too strong for the dalmatian to wriggle free from, his hands uselessly pushing at the larger male's damp chest as his eyes rolled back, feeling the all too familiar sensation of struggling to hold back his gag reflex as Bonnie's tongue slithered down his maw, swirling around the back of his throat. The rabbit grabbed onto boy's flank, massaging and squeezing the plump cheeks as he shoved his dick between Gregory's thighs, humping the kid while moaning down his throat, quivering almost as hard as the four year old was as he raced towards completion, wanting to be finished before any of his band mates began to question if he truly was just taking a toilet break. Pushing the dog's legs tightly together and thrusting into the boy's thighs, feeling Gregory's tiny little nutsack dragging over his length, the bunny trembled and fired off a huge load, spraying cum all over the cub's inner thighs as well as the nest that he'd made in the closet, soaking both his fur and his bedding in cum before setting Gregory down with a puff. Pulling his tongue out from the kidnapped kid's throat, Bonnie panted with a heavy blush for a few seconds before snapping back to the present moment, staring at the boy with a flustered look before giving Gregory an awkward pat on the head, silently closing the closet door and locking it up before hiding his cock, running out to rejoin his band mates. 

Stuck alone in the dark yet again, Gregory groaned as the rabbit's jizz seeped into his fur, making his bedding soggy and sticky as he tried his best to get comfortable. Thanks to Bonnie's rather voluminous load, he couldn't just wipe up the cum either, giving up after attempting to clean up his soaked legs in the pitch black for some time, resigning to just letting the musky cream dry in his fur. The little canine didn't have to wait for his next visit for very long however, lifting his head up as someone stormed into the dressing room, gulping nervously at the sound of annoyed snorting and scoffing as the lock rattled for a moment. Foxy ripped open the door, narrowing his eyes as he glared down at the boy for a second before shaking his head, keeping his fake eyepatch on as he pulled out his knotted cock, 
"I know those two assholes already nailed you while they were supposed to be on the stage, no one takes a goddamn ten minute piss break. So fuck it, it's my turn now, doesn't matter what the hell Freddy says!" 
Seeing the anger in the fox's eyes, Gregory tried to jump out and run past the man, barely getting further than a step from the closet before the adult's arms were wrapped tight around his waist, yanking him up into the air as he squealed in terror, 
"Put me down, no!" 
"Shut up already!" 
Paying no attention to foreplay of any kind, the fox held the thrashing cub against his chest as he spit at his shaft, giving it a rough polish before shoving his tip between the younger canine's ass cheeks, still holding Gregory in the air as he punched his girth into the stretched out hole, pulling the cub down onto his crotch with a grunt. Screaming as loudly as he could, the dalmatian kicked and flailed, his arms pinned to his sides as the red rocket drilled deeper into his asshole, almost getting knot deep before the man heaved him up. Tossing the boy against the closet and thrusting hard enough to almost topple the entire thing over, Foxy fucked the tiny pup, growling into the whimpering dog's ear, motivated more by anger and bitterness towards Freddy than lust. Working out his annoyance into the dalmatian's tailhole, the fox almost managed to ram his knot into Gregory before he exploded in the kid's clenching hole, flushing out the crying canine's pucker with another generous helping of cum as he pulled out midway through, making sure to mark the toy's fur with streaks of his seed as if to claim Gregory as his own. Satisfied that he'd stuck it to Freddy, the panting fox shoved the creampied boy back into the closet, kicking it closed as he wiped his red rocket off on the cub's discarded pair of Freddy's Pizzeria-branded underwear. 

Cooped up in the closet, Gregory had to suffer through a handful more of the pizza place's mascots' "breaks" as the band performed for the rest of the day, with none of the three seeming to be able to keep their paws off of the cub they'd kidnapped. Freddy would pop into the dressing room almost between every song to freshen up and unload his heavy balls into the boy, while Bonnie would sneak in the occasional visit whenever he couldn't keep his desires in check any longer, and Foxy mercilessly raped the pup just because he didn't want to let his band mates be the only ones to take advantage of their new toy. Locked up in the closet and only allowed to even peek outside whenever he was being bent over and stuffed full of cock, the dazed Gregory had no idea about how long he'd been stuck inside of the pizza place, dozing off for a few minutes here and there whenever the exhaustion of his abuse grew too great, wavering between passing out and staying alert. At the end of the day, after finishing their final set to close off the restaurant, the mascots marched back into their dressing room, sweating and tired after a hard day of entertaining cubs in between nailing the one they had stashed in the backstage. Though Foxy was still as bitter as usual, Freddy didn't let it bring him down, laughing and joking as he strolled into the room, immediately stripping off all of his clothes before flopping down onto the couch with a huff, scratching his sack as he checked his phone, immediately cracking up with roaring laughter, 
"Hey, check this out, our little bitch is famous!" 
He turned his phone around to show his band mates an amber alert that had been put out, giving the name and description of the puppy they had locked in their closet, the trio's laughter making the boy curl up in fear as he backed away from the locker door,
"Well, pretty sure they're not going to be looking here for the slut. At least not after the security tapes have a little 'accident', right~?" 
The fox joined in on the laughter, already loosening his pants and tossing off his shirt, sweat and drool dripping down his muzzle as he gave an impatient growl, licking his lips as he glanced over to the closet, 
"Well, what are we waiting for? Let's get the bitch out already, I'm dying to knot that slut again!" 
Freddy gave Bonnie a small nod, watching the bunny walking over to the closet to unlock it as he leaned back on the sofa, stroking his cock with a devious grin. 

Curling up into a ball and whimpering as soon as the door opened up, Gregory tried to scramble back away from the man, yelping in pain as Bonnie grabbed him by the ear and dragged him out of the closet, tossing him onto the floor in front of the couch. Rolling onto his belly, the cub looked up to see all three of the mascots leering down at him, drops of precum splattering onto his face and head as he froze in fear, trembling as Foxy leaned over the sofa, looking like he'd leap over the seat and pounce on the defenceless little canine, reaching his sharp claws towards the whining kid, 
"Good, now we can finally have a little fun after all our hard work~!" 
Surprising both of his band mates, Freddy batted the fox's hand away, grinning as he stood up and got between Foxy and the boy, 
"Actually, you've already had your fun for the day. The dalmatian is just for me and Bonnie from now on~" 
The enraged canine walked around the couch, squaring up with Freddy as he scowled, 
"What? Are… are you kidding me!? I w-" 
The bear pushed Foxy down onto the sofa before sitting down himself, motioning towards the rabbit while smirking smugly, 
"Fine, if you want the bitch, you can have him. Bonnie, get the boy, give Foxy what he wants. But… make sure he doesn't get to cum~" 
Giving an annoyed groan, Foxy growled and showed his teeth to the smug bear, sinking his claws into the sofa cushions but ultimately staying seated, unwilling to lift a hand against Freddy. 

Trying to cover himself up as he laid on the floor, Gregory gave a startled squeak as Bonnie grabbed onto the back of his neck, lifting him off the ground by his nape and hauling him over to the sofa, tossing him onto the fox's lap. Slumped against the throbbing knotted cock, the boy barely had enough time to lift his head before the bunny was on him again, shoving his face against the older canine's sweaty chest, rubbing his snout into the damp fur as both he and Foxy groaned in unison, though with very different causes. Freddy leaned right against his band mate's shoulder, teasing the fuming Foxy as he watched closely, making sure that neither the cub nor the fox himself could cause him to cum, 
"Keep those hands off of your knot now~" 
The hare grabbed Gregory's jaw, opening his mouth wide as his muzzle was dragged across the man's musky chest and belly, finally ending with his face being pushed straight under Foxy's armpit, the stink of it burning his nose as he gasped, feeling Freddy's fingers groping his flank as the ursine whispered into his ears in a threatening tone, 
"Get to licking~!" 
With no choice but to comply, the boy began lapping at the fox's sweat drenched pit, suckling the perspiration from Foxy's fur as he tried his best to breathe as little as possible, his lungs protesting the thick cloud of musk he was stuck inside of. Teased by the cub's tickling tongue on his armpit, Foxy leaned his head back with a heavy groan, panting as the puppy's flailing legs occasionally rubbed up against his diamond hard shaft, struggling to keep his hands away from his cock. The licking was so close to bringing him to orgasm, but frustratingly wasn't quite enough to finish the job on its own, forcing the man to sit there and stew in his lust as the two other mascots hovered near him, both stroking themselves off as they watched him being teased. With his tongue and mouth utterly coated with the salty taste of sweat, Gregory was forced to clean up nearly every inch of the fox, with Bonnie making sure his lips were always firmly pressed against the musky male's hide, moving his muzzle from one pit to the other before shoving his head towards Foxy's lap, keeping his maw just a hair away from the shivering man's cock. 

Watching from the side as the cub was forced to lick the quivering fox clean, Freddy's tongue hung down the side of his muzzle, his fingers running up his pole as thick drops of pre sprayed down the girth. He loved watching Foxy squirm, taking considerable pleasure at the sight of the cocky canine unable to get proper relief even with a naked cub licking every inch of the fox's body, but the bear couldn't stay at the sidelines forever, itching to get to the action as well. Panting louder with each minute that passed by, his pumping getting faster and more erratic, the chubby bear finally lunged out towards the boy, grabbing the dalmatian's muzzle. The man twisted Gregory's head to the side and towards him, shutting up the pup's scared shriek by plugging the boy's maw up with his girth, plunging the dog down against his crotch until all but his balls were stuffed in the kid's mouth. Freddy grabbed the base of the writhing cub's tail with his other hand, turning Gregory's rear towards the rabbit, softly grunting with a grin as he offered the boy's juicy flank to the blushing Bonnie, 
"You can have that end, since there's no one else around. Might as well put it to good use~" 
The bunny didn't hesitate for long, clutching the puppy's ass cheeks with both hands as he lined up his shaft with the thoroughly used and abused tailhole, bucking inside at the same time as Freddy thrust into Gregory's maw, skewering the cub between the pair. Freddy had to watch as the cub was spitroasted over his lap, the men's grunting and the little dog's helpless whining only making his neglected erection that much worse, his entire face going red as he muttered to himself, grimacing as his tip was just barely brushing up against the soft fur of the dalmatian's belly. Biting his tongue, he sat still and stared as the two other men blew their loads deep inside of the boy one after the other, thick streams of cum dribbling from both ends of the trembling kid as his band mates moaned in bliss. 

Pulling out of Gregory's throat shortly after Bonnie did the same on the other end, Freddy gave a winded sigh as he grinned down at the coughing cub, gripping the boy by the back of his neck, watching as cum poured from the dalmatian's mouth and nose, 
"I think our little toy needs some cleaning up. And I think I know the perfect person to do exactly that~" 
Foxy's eyes immediately shot open, snapping at the wide grin of the bear as the two stared at one another for a split second, the silence finally broken as the fox held up his hands, 
"No! I'm not going to c-" 
"You're going to clean him up, both ends. The only question is if you're gonna do it willingly, or if I'm gonna need to make you~" 
Freddy shoved the cub's face up towards Foxy's, dangling the exhausted boy in front of him as he groaned in frustration, finally relenting and grabbing Gregory's muzzle, bringing it in front of his. Prying the maw open, he sunk his tongue into the dalmatian's mouth, feeling the kid's hands weakly clutching his arms as he swabbed his tongue all around the muzzle, plunging it deep into the pup's throat and licking up any traces of the ursine's cum. The fox wasn't particularly unfamiliar with the taste of Freddy's cum, but it still didn't make it any less degrading as he cleaned up the bear's mess while desperate for a go at the cub, growling in frustration as he pulled his tongue out, licking Gregory's creamy lips to finish off the job. Freddy laughed and plucked up the boy's tail, pulling it up until his back legs were dangling in the air, causing him to yelp in pain, 
"And now, this end~" 
With a fuming expression, Foxy spun the boy around, not much caring about trying to handle the sniffling puppy with any care as he brought the gaped tailhole up to his face, sighing one last time before sinking his snout between the two plump buns. Gregory squeaked and clenched up as the fox's agile tongue slithered inside of his tender asshole, gasping and moaning as Foxy slumped up the slurry of cum that had been pumped inside of him, kicking the air as he was given a deep clean, almost as humiliated as the other canine was. 

While watching the fox felching out the big load filling Gregory's rear, Freddy began to feel the need for a slightly different sort of relief again, grabbing the cub's tail and yanking the boy's rear away from Foxy's muzzle midway through the cleaning, 
"Sorry, but I'm gonna need to lend his hole for a second or two. Can't be bothered to walk all the way to the toilet, and I'm pretty sure my tip is a bit too big for a water bottle, at least if I don't want it spraying everywhere~" 
Gregory curled up his toes as he took the bear's shaft once more, howling the whole time as the man sank balls deep into his asshole, settling down slightly as Freddy eventually came to a stop. With the boy securely wrapped around his cock, the fox's drool dripping down his sack, Freddy sighed and unleashed his bladder, letting his piss fill up the kidnapped pup's bowels while he sighed in relief, almost feeling more heavenly than when he'd blown his load inside of the boy. Foxy groaned in disgust as he tried to move his legs out of the way, a small trickle of the golden yellow liquid leaking out of the crying dalmatian's pucker and onto his thighs, 
"Gah… I'm definitely not cleaning him up after that!" 
"Don't worry, I won't make you do that… as long as you know your place~" 
Draining his bladder almost dry, Freddy felt he still had a small splash left to give as he began unlodging his thick shaft, yanking it out and laying it onto Gregory's rear, spraying the remainder of his piss down the boy's back as most of his musky urine bubbled up from the dog's tailhole and ran down the kid's legs. Giving Foxy a half-accidental splash in the process, the lead singer only laughed uproariously as the orange canine shouted out, 
"Hey, watch where you're pointing that stream!" 

Tossed onto the floor, covered in cum and piss from his head to his toes, too tired to do anything except to close his eyes and hope that he could pass out, Gregory groaned softly while Freddy huffed, dusting off his hands with a grin, 
"Well, I'm hungry now. And I think…" 
The man grabbed Gregory's discarded shorts from the floor, digging through the pockets until he found the money the boy's mom had given him, 
"... our slut just bought us a round of pizzas~" 
Freddy handed the money to Bonnie, giving a wink as he glanced over at the still-hard fox, cupping his sack, 
"Go buy us all a slice. Get an extra large for him, I've got his favourite sauce right here~" 
Foxy sighed and rolled his eyes, knowing that he'd have to eat his slice with an extra ingredient, having already had to endure many meals with the addition of the bear's cum before. As Bonnie was dashing away to get them all some food, Freddy turned his attention to the trembling boy, grabbing Gregory by the ankle and dragging him back to the closet, throwing him in and locking the door,
"And you can stay there until I need a hole to cum in again. Maybe you can help with the sauce in a little bit~" 
Shaking in the dark, the last thing Gregory heard was Freddy's laughter before he passed out from the exhaustion and the pain, falling asleep in a pile of clothes soaked in cum and sweat.