"You excited, Daniel? You look like you can hardly contain yourself."

"Uh-huh! I hope I win something!"

The bus took a sharp left turn and Rody felt Daniel press into him on the seat, the force at which the bus turned causing him to slide in his seat. He's lucky the yellow-furred wolf took the aisle seat, or his ass would be on the floor. The boy looked up at him and sheepishly mumbled his thanks before turning his attention back to the window, and Rody's eyes trailed down, seeing the way the grey-furred fox's tail wiggled, wedged between the seat and his back; the 9-year-old can barely contain his excitement, though that was obvious to his babysitter.

It was Rody's idea to come, mostly because it seemed like Linda needed some time away to figure out things on her own. Daniel had heard about and had been thinking about going to the funfair for quite some time and spoken about it every so often with Rody, who had picked up on his interest. Rody propositioned it to Linda, who conceded almost instantly, for reasons that Rody could guess but didn't need to elaborate on. What it meant, however, was that he and Daniel once again got to spend a little private time together, in a manner of speaking. The little funfair they're going to is independent, but the city has graciously allowed them to use the huge park near the centre of the city, normally for dog walking, to host it. They were headed there now, and they were only minutes away.

The bus rounded a telltale corner and Rody quickly pushed the button to have to halt at the next stop. On the left-hand side, Daniel could already see the funfair in the distance; a giant Ferris wheel stood over the trees and a couple of buildings in the way, and the thumping music they played all around the fair sounded out, even from that distance. The boy wiggled in his seat and looked over to Rody who, with a jerk of his head, smirked and pulled the boy to his feet. The bus trundled to a halt and the doors swung open, allowing them to step out; after a quick thank you and a swift descent, the two of them picked up the pace to head down the path as the sun above them started to set-- it was early, but it was late autumn, so it's around the right time.

Daniel knew what he wanted to do the second Rody bought tickets to get them inside; the first stop was a little cotton candy vendor, which he'd seen from the entrance. Rody had brought plenty of money for him for whatever the boy wanted to do-- the amount he actually did with the boy, both in and out of the bedroom, more than made his spending worthwhile-- and how could he refuse the cub's fervent begging for a sweet treat? He paid the stall owner to spin the kit a plentiful yarn of the stuff, and Daniel happily snacked on it as they walked around, deciding which attractions to go on.

Next were the rides. Daniel wasn't allowed to go on all of them due to his cotton candy, but the ones they did go on-- a spooky little haunted ride with jumpscaring animatronic witches and demons, and the Ferris wheel-- were entertaining enough for a young boy with eyes full of wonder. Rody was keen to take him around as much as possible, delighted to see the joy on his face. When Daniel eventually ploughed through the cotton candy and scarfed it down, they went on the more adventurous rides; one, in particular, had them spinning in a circle, the force of it holding them in their seats...or it should have, were the ride not designed to occasionally bounce, trying to get them off their seats and onto the floor. Rody stayed strong, but Daniel wasn't so lucky; he ended up somewhere in the middle with a couple of other kids, laughing madly as the ride came to an end.

"You don't feel sick after that, do you?" Rody asked the boy cautiously as they hopped off the ride and headed out the exit gate, following a handful of others who were doing the same. Despite looking a bit uneasy on his feet, Daniel laughed and giggled, shaking his head as he brushed his hair out of his face, trying not to get it messed up. As he moved that long black hair aside, his boyish eyes fell upon something in the distance that made him pause. Rody stared at him for a moment, tilting his head to the side, before he followed his gaze across the fair, where it seemed to look directly over at a little that seemed to be running some kind of game.

"I want it," Daniel said quietly at first, as if he were in a trance, before his gaze turned to the wolf. "Can we try to win it? Pretty please?"

"Win what?" His babysitter was momentarily baffled, before his muzzle stretched into a grin. "Look, just show me, Daniel. Whatever it is, we'll try, yeah?"

Daniel eagerly grabbed Rody's hand and dragged him across the funfair grounds, though Rody didn't exactly need much convincing to follow the kit. They approached the stall Rody had pegged as Daniel's main interest moments ago, and as they got to the front of the counter, the people in front of them-- a couple, out on a date no doubt-- dispersed just in time for them to be next in line. Rody knew the game in front of him particularly well; it was a pretty standard game of throwing balls at bottles, and trying to knock over as many as possible. Though, from Rody's memory...these games are often pretty rigged. However, when his eyes fell upon the boy beside him, he didn't have the heart to say it to him; the look on the cub's face was adorable as he stared in awe at the giant teddy bear hanging above him, no doubt the biggest and grandest of prizes from the game.

"See something you like, lad?" The stall owner grinned down at the boy before flicking his blue eyes up to Rody's own, and the yellow wolf took in the sight of him for a moment-- he was a husky, broadly built with a muscular body, which was certainly nice to look at, but not exactly Rody's type...but that smile, the way it tilted ever so slightly, the twinkle in his eye. Rody knew a liar when he saw one. Though he had speculated that the game might have been a scam, the way Husky presented himself kind of cemented it. He'd entertain the notion, for now...if only because it'll make Daniel happy. Rody watched as the young fox feverishly nodded, turning his head immediately to the wolf-- how could he say no to the sparkle in the boy's eyes?

"5 bucks a go, you get 3 balls. Knock down all 10 and win a prize." The canine turned to the bottles positioned perfectly on a wooden platform at the back of the stall, where the prizes all hung around it, as if it were framing the place the boy needed to aim. Rody stepped slightly to the side so that Daniel could try, and watched as the fox got into position, cupping one of the balls in his hand. It looked relatively firm and heavy, but it wasn't the make-up of the balls that Rody knew would be rigged-- chances are, the lower bottles are stuck to the platform, if he had to guess.

Daniel took a momentary step back to survey his target, before he readied his throwing arm and launched the ball forward. At first, it all but missed, sailing over the top of the bottles, but Rody quickly encouraged him to give it another go. The kit frowned and readjusted his footing before trying again, and the second time around the ball managed to land somewhere between the very top bottle and the two beneath it, causing them to topple. It was a good start, but with only one ball left...Rody could see the outcome. Daniel readied and threw the remaining ball, and by some miracle, it landed square on the bottom row, just a little to the left. The ball bounced off them and the bottles shifted, rocking backwards, causing the ones teetering above to fall...but as Rody suspected, the bottom ones were heavier than they let on. Any adult with a keen eye could tell, but Daniel was none the wiser.

"Better luck next time, kid," The husky reached out to ruffle the boy's hair, before he looked up to the prizes above him. "Tell you what, though...since you hit so many, here-- for your efforts."

Daniel stared up at the man, wide-eyed, as the husky reached up to unclip a fractionally smaller teddy bear from above his head, passing it down to the boy. It was white, with pattered little red spots, and it was soft to the touch. Daniel clutched at it and mumbled his thanks, but Rody could see the disappointment in the boy's eyes. He turned his gaze to the Husky, and saw the canine staring, perhaps a little too much. He might be more than just a liar-- that's what Rody was thinking, anyway. In his mind, a plan formed, and with it, a grin spread across his muzzle.

"Hey..." Rody leant over the stall counter, glancing around just to make sure no one was watching, and with a gesture he ushered the Husky closer. "Listen, he really wants that teddy bear. Perhaps we can come to some kind of agreement?"

"Well, if you're willing to pay that much for it..." Money was immediately on the canine's mind, and Rody would have been fine with that, but he had other plans. He shook his head as the husky's eyebrow quirked inquisitively.

"If you're willing to part with that stuffed bear...then you'll get to stuff something else, if you know what I mean." To accentuate his point, he made a subtle gesture to the boy next to him, whose attention was entirely focused on the toy in his hands. The husky seemed to understand pretty quickly what the wolf was suggesting, and a smirk crossed his features as the idea dawned on him. He glanced back to Rody's face and jerked his head back toward the stall, reaching under the counter to bring up a small wooden plank with the word 'closed' plastered on the front of it. Rody glanced at the boy and cupped a hand around his upper arm, gently guiding him to the side as the husky disappeared around the back of the stall, behind a curtain. Daniel was easily encouraged to follow the wolf, having no idea what was in store for him as they rounded the side of the stall and went around the back of it out of sight.

The back of the stall was cramped and quiet; behind the curtain, there was only a small table and a couple of chairs, and it looked more like an area to take a quick break more than anything else. A TV sat on the far right of the table that had a camera feed of the front of the stall, presumably to make sure no one was taking anything whilst they were back there. Daniel turned to Rody for a moment when he realised where he was, and apprehension crossed his features which, surprisingly, made Rody feel strangely guilty.

"So, kid. You wanna win that teddy bear, huh?" The Husky began as he stood in the centre of the area. "You wanna play a different kind of game to win it? I've got another one just for you."

"Um...okay. What kind of game are we gonna play, mister?" Daniel looked up at him expectantly, and the husky's gaze snapped to Rody, then to the curtain. Rody didn't have to say he was going to sit and watch-- what babysitter wouldn't look out for the kid they were taking care of? When it became clear he wouldn't move, the husky brushed past it, apparently not minding an audience too much. Instead, he looked directly down at Daniel, whose eyes deliberately travelled down to look over the man's muscular body. Rody knew he was playing coy; he'd fucked the cute boy long enough to know when Daniel was acting innocent or when he was genuinely surprised, and at that moment, the kit knew more than he was letting on.

"Well..." The man shifted on the spot and reached down, hands trailing to the hem of his shirt and beneath, right up to the waistband of his jeans. He popped the button quickly and Daniel's eyes widened as the canine tugged down the zipper, letting it to part to the sides to expose an obvious tenting beneath. He let them drop, where his bowed knees caught them against his calves, and it was clear at that moment how turned on he was; his cock, impressively sized, tented his boxer shorts and threatened to push through the buttoned hole at the front. The man carefully shimmied it down on either side of his torso, forcing his member to bend downwards as it got caught within his underwear, but once the tip was free from the elastic waist, it sprung upwards and stood to attention, the humanoid-shaped cock bouncing up beyond a horizontal angle to point directly at Daniel's muzzle, as if eagerly awaiting him.

He didn't have to encourage Daniel to give it a lick; the young fox already knew what the man wanted. The boy tentatively placed his small teddy bear aside as he stepped forward, putting his hands on the husky's hips and leaning his muzzle closer and closer, inch by inch, until his lips brushed with the head of that twitching length. It bounced wildly up against his mouth, desperate for his touch, and the head swelled and throbbed with need, desperate for more. Rody was enamoured by the sight of the cub before him bowing and suckling on that twitching cock, and he couldn't help but to undo his own pants to work his member free, idly stroking his steadily firming cock as Daniel pushed his head down, encouraged by a hand on the back of his head.

"That's it, kid..." The man murmured, closing his eyes and shuddering on the spot, fingers curling against the boy's head, as the 9-year-old pressed all the way down until the head of the cock teased the back of his throat. The husky was surprised Daniel could even go that far and he groaned in anticipation, nudging his hips forward to press it a little deeper, causing the kit to scrunch up his face and strain, just a little, to take such a thick, long girth. Rody licked his lips at the sight-- he had the perfect side-on angle and could see how much that cock bulged his cub's throat-- and watched with quickening fervency as the husky yanked his hips back and started to hump against Daniel's awaiting muzzle, pumping lightly as his balls rocked with each rhythmic pump. Daniel hovered at first to gauge the man's rhythm, but once he had a good handle on it he started to bob his head in time with the husky's thrusts.

"Oooh fuck--" The canine groaned out before he abruptly stiffened, pushing his hips forward as he tugged Daniel's mouth down. "Fuck, take it..."

It was clear, at least to Rody, that the husky was way too into it; maybe it was his first time fucking a cub, or maybe it had just been a long time, but the wolf could tell the other man was already close to cumming. Surely it wouldn't end there, though, not with such an eager prize in front of him. Rody watched as the husky pushed forward, his eyes lidding over, his tongue hanging from his mouth as he eagerly panted whilst Daniel pursed his muzzle and suckled, being pushed almost all the way to the base. The way his throat bulged from the side was erotic, and Rody was stiff as a board at the sight, furiously beating his meat as the young kit was pressed down further, right as the husky let out a long, guttural groan. He rolled his head back, closing his eyes, and with a grunt pushed his hips forward into the fox's muzzle, his entire body relaxing and sagging on the spot. Rody could see it in the way Daniel's throat bulged and throbbed, in the way the canine's balls twitched and tucked up against his body-- the man was busting a nut straight down the cub's throat.

The husky groaned, rocking his hips forward, enjoying it just for a few moments later, before he slowly slid his cock back. Daniel kept his mouth forward and chased his withdrawing hips, wanting to taste it longer, but he inevitably conceded; Rody was looking forward to seeing that same wonderfully innocent eagerness later on. Slowly, with each inch, the cock withdrew from the boy's muzzle until it swung free past his lips, covered in a sticky film of spit and cum. It bounced and twitched, sagging to a near-horizontal angle, but it didn't soften; in fact, as Daniel wiped his mouth and grinned up at the man's face, the member only grew harder; he still had much more in him.

Without a word, the canine reached out, cupping his hand around Daniel's upper arm and turning him around, slipping his palm down towards his forearm. He stroked and groped at the boy with obvious interest, lust driving his actions as he snuck his digits down to the hem of Daniel's blue T-shirt, plain and unpatterned, before quickly yanking it up and over the boy's head, tossing it over toward the table to the side, so it wouldn't get dirty. His hands rake over the boy's form for a moment before they immediately drop toward his boyish shorts, where a quick tug from his hungry hands quickly brought them down along with his cute blue briefs, revealing that boyish grey-furred little ass and his cute humanoid dick. The husky couldn't resist taking fistfuls of his behind, squeezing and gripping around his rump, before he bowed down and grabbed at the back of Daniel's legs. Rody wasn't sure what the husky was planning at first, but as the man lifted the boy up and bent his body, it became clear.

With his raw strength, the horny canine pulled Daniel's legs apart and lifted him at the same time, his hands tucked in naturally behind the cub's knees as the fox's back pressed up to the man's chest. The husky turned, pretty much deliberately, so that Rody could get a full frontal view of the spread-eagled boy and the man's twitching length hovering beneath it, mere inches from that puckered hole. Rody stared in awe, licking his lips and furiously stroking his cock, as the husky awkwardly relinquished his grip on one leg so that he could grasp his sticky cock, angling it up toward the boy's hole. It smeared against the cub's taint as Daniel squirmed, sucking in a breath and gasping when the head of that turgid length brushed over his sensitive spot and met with his hole, smearing pre-cum around the sensitive flesh. With his hand aiding to guide it, the tip pushed and pressed firmly to the boy's hole, and after a few moments of resistance, it began to sink inside.

"Good boy-- fuck..." The man groaned with delight, though that didn't surprise the observant wolf; Daniel was always such a delightfully snug fit, thanks to his age, and he watched with amusement as the husky moved his hand from his cock to the boy's thigh, squeezing tightly against his flesh as he pushed up and loosened his grip on Daniel to allow gravity to force the boy's ass down. A shudder rolled through the man's body as the fox easily dropped on his length, and once he was around halfway down, the canine pushed up, thrusting into that behind.

Daniel let out another gasp, and his face scrunched up, but it was clear from the way his little dick bounced and stiffened that he enjoyed it, and there was more pleasure in his body than discomfort. Rody adored the sight, admiring how spread-eagled Daniel was in that full nelson position, delighting in how his taut ass and the soft red flesh squeezed and pushed outwards as the husky withdrew, his girthy cock causing the squeezing skin to cling and tug.

"How's it feel?" Rody asked with a smirk, leaning back as he worked himself into a slick frenzy, pre-cum coating his cock as he jacked off. The husky looked at him and his muzzle stretched into a grin.

"Holy shit, this kid's ass feels amazing." The man replied, and with a groan thrust up, his balls swinging and jiggling with his rhythmic movements as his cock ploughed and shoved into that tight hole. His movements were quick and sharp, but he paused between every other thrust, huffing and grunting with growing fervency as his hips started to slowly pick up speed. What was most arousing was the fox's whimpers and gasps of pleasure and delight-- with every other thrust, he tenses up and lets out a noise of pure bliss, and that made Rody's cock throb with increasing passion.

"Oooh fuck, he's so tight..." The husky closed his eyes, his mouth parted, his tongue hanging from his muzzle. "Fuck, take it all, squeeze harder...!"

The canine bent his legs a little as he pushed his pelvis up with a horny ferociousness, slamming up as his balls snugly slapped against the kit's hole, his cock entirely deep within the boy's behind. Daniel's stomach bulged with the sheer girth and length of it, and the yellow wolf fixed his eyes on the sight, his mouth parted, stunned, as that mass in the cub's stomach throbbed and pulsed before his eyes. With it, the husky trembled, letting out deep, heavy grunts and groans, all but confirming his second climax, so soon after the first.

The stall owner sighed, his legs wobbling, and with his bowed knees his pants slipped down further to his ankles, which allowed him to bow them out a little more. He tugged his hips back, and a trickle of cum seeped from the 9-year-old's hole, dribbling down the husky's cock and onto his twitching nuts. He looked like he was straining to hold the boy up, but after a moment he started to straighten, and he pushed his hips up again as his arms lowered, connecting the fox's behind to his pelvis again. He seemed to relish the way Daniel squirmed a little on his cock, and the warmth that enveloped his length, and Rody certainly committed the imagery before him to memory, but he was growing impatient, and hopelessly horny.

"Hey," Rody began as he rose from his seat, his cock swinging with even the subtlest of movements of his body. "Now that you've had your fun, how about we both have some fun?"

"Oh...yeah, sure." The insinuation from Rody's words was clear, but what he actually meant was not. As the wolf approached, letting his pants drop until he stepped out of them completely, the husky loosened his grip with the intention of pulling out or setting the boy down, but Rody quickly crossed the gap between them and brought his hands to Daniel's thighs, lifting him back up. The canine opposite him didn't understand at first, but he looked down over the cub's shoulder to see Rody dragging the length of his cock up and against the boy's package, smearing across his nuts and upwards, lining himself up. Rody had no intention of taking Daniel's front end; if he wanted the boy's ass, he'd take it, even if the husky was still in there.

Daniel's eyes widened with the realisation and he whimpered in protest, looking down to see Rody tugging his hips back, and he wriggled in the husky's grip, apprehensive to have two cocks inside of him with such impressive girth. He was quickly silenced, however, by Rody's gentle soothing shushing sounds, accentuated by the wolf's hand on the kit's cheek. Daniel instinctively leant into it, all but giving his consent despite his nerves, and with his other hand Rody angled his cock, grasping the back of his length as he aimed the tip towards that stretched ring. He nudged the head of it around the entrance, pressing to the turgid, twitching underside of the husky's still hard length, and with some adjustment and nudging, Daniel's hole started to give.

The muscle loosened as the fox relaxed his body, if only for just a moment, which was more than enough for Rody to shove the head of his cock inside. It was squashed against the muscle and flesh, but as the wolf plunged and pressed up, the tight canal inevitably made way for him. Rody had never really double-penetrated such a young boy before, or anyone else for that matter, and delight surged through him as he felt that other cock twitching up against his own, reminding him of just bow buried deep the two of them were. Rody groaned as he pushed up further, forcing the hole to loosen up some more until he sighed with satisfaction when his pelvis kissed with the boy's rump, and he felt the cub's little nuts brushing across his lower pelvis.

"T...This is a little too gay." The husky mumbled awkwardly, and Rody quickly understood why; it was hard not to notice the warmth of the other man's virile balls up against his own, pressing and squirming together as they writhed and enjoyed the pressure and pleasure of being inside the kit's used behind.

"Do you want to stop?" A smirk crossed the wolf's expression, and for a moment the other canine faltered, his eyes wide, before he averted his eyes, looking down at Daniel's slender shoulder.

"N-No..." He begrudgingly replied, and Rody knew it was because it felt too good; after all, he felt the same way, minus the complaints of it being 'gay'-- the wolf had long since abandoned notions of that when he'd fucked the cub on his own little bed for the very first time.

The wolf tugged back just for a moment, enough for him to squirm and push upward, which in turn made the other canine suck in a breath and sigh, pulling his own hips back. The two of them started to thrust, but they moved very little, and their hips plunged up the bare minimum that they could, making Daniel gasp and strain as their combined cocks stretched his hole and stimulated his young prostate, his young legs trembling and his toes curling as they pressed up. Despite his apprehension, the husky let out a grunt, immediately closing his eyes and tightening his grip on the boy's thighs. They moved in an irregular rhythm, rocking and gyrating, their hips pushing and tugging as they rubbed up against each other, sandwiched together by Daniel's young canal. It squeezed around them with almost every thrust, clamping down whenever their cocks rubbed up against his prostate. The inside was slippery and wet, and the sounds of their sex more so-- it was a good thing there was loud music outside in the fair, or else someone might hear them.

"Oooh fuck..." The husky seemed to have long since forgotten how 'gay' it was that the two of them were pressed to each other, for he started to pant with greater fervency, his chest heaving as his member throbbed powerfully against Rody's own. Any male past their teenage years knew what that meant, Rody especially, and it turned him on to know another man would be cumming in the boy right alongside him, so much so that he pushed up, picking up the pace. His body shivered from the combined noises of lewd squelching, the cum from two loads smearing between their cocks, and Daniel's panting whimpers.

The husky started to huff more, and suddenly stiffened, pushing up into the cub as he leant forward, squashing the 9-year-old between their panting bodies. His balls tucked up and Rody could practically feel them rubbing up against his own, along with the fervent, rigid throbbing of that length pushing against him, as if he were trying to encourage him out. The canine stiffened to a peak, his coiled tail perking up as he bared his teeth, visibly gritting from the pleasure, and Rody closed his own eyes so that he could fully immerse himself in the senses of it, the heat, the whimpers, the intense bliss...

Heat floods around Rody's cock, sending him into overdrive, and his ears twist to the sound of the husky's groans of pure ecstasy, confirming his climax. Rody tugged back, sliding back much more than intended, before he shoved in one final time as he quivered with intense sensations, passing the point of no return. Thick, virile spurts of seed spurt and splatter over his own cock and shoot up into Daniel's hole, before it readily starts to dribble down and ooze around his member, onto his balls. He smeared his nuts against the husky's own as they lewdly rubbed up against the boy, but neither of them lingered for too long; the husky pulled back first, tugging back until the tip of his cock cleared free from that stretched behind, finally beginning to hang limp.

Rody slid back after a few more moments, humming his approval as his member slipped out from Daniel's ass, the kit still completely spread, panting with the exertion of their rigorous sex. He hung his head for a moment and Rody looked down to admire the cub's destroyed ass, stretched beyond its limits. He cupped around the boy's thighs and stroked his ass as the husky kept him lifted up, the 9-year-old's knees pressed all the way to his chest.

"Mmh...thank you for that," The husky sighed. "I've never had such a good lay..."

The wolf wordlessly stepped back to get his pants, and in response the husky lowered Daniel to the floor, allowing him to stand on his own two feet. It was clear from the way the boy wobbled on the spot that he'd be struggling to stand or even walk for a while, and Rody quickly went and gathered the cub's clothes, passing them over to him as he stood nearby, so the fox could lean up against his side, if he needed to. The husky, meanwhile, grabbed his pants and roughly tugged them on, before slipping back through the curtain, momentarily disappearing out of sight. Rody knew he'd be back, and Daniel was too focused on trying to put his shorts on to even pay attention. After a few moments, the husky returned with a large brown bear in hand-- the very same one that Daniel wanted before.

"Here, kid," The husky held it out for him, a suave grin plastered across his face. "I think you've more than earned it."

The boy had his shirt over his head at the time as he gingerly tried to get dressed, but when he finally pulled it down enough to see, he squealed with delight. Despite being so vigorously fucked, he still had enough energy within him to grab the teddy bear, practically the side of him, and squeeze it tight. Rody ruffled the boy's head, smoothing down where his long black hair had become dishevelled amongst their sex, and he smiled down at him.

"Say thank you, Daniel."

"Thank you, mister! I really like it..." Daniel squeezed the bear tighter and buried his muzzle into the front of it, his legs trembling from the exertion of staying standing. Rody pats the boy's shoulder and then looks to the husky, who glances towards the exit.

"We'll get going, then. Thanks for the prize." Rody winked at him, and as the two of them turned to leave the back of the stall, the husky cupped around Rody's upper arm, leaning in toward his ear.

"You know, uh...I have a lot of other plushies to win..." He cleared his throat. "We'll be around another couple of days, if you want...I can slip you in through the back without paying for a ticket."

"We might be back. I gotta get this boy home first, though-- I think he needs to rest after all that." The wolf chuckled, and in turn the other canine perked up, visibly pleased with his response. With that, Rody slipped out of the tent, offering a brief wave as a farewell before he put his hand on the boy's back and slowly led him toward the exit-- even if Daniel wanted to go and look around the rest of the fair, there was no chance in hell someone wasn't going to notice the cum leaking from his leg. They needed to get home so he could clean up and cool off.

Rody cast one final glance back, thoughts swimming through his mind, before he mumbled something to Daniel and encouraged them onward at a quicker pace.



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'Hey, this is Peter's mother. He's been asking me over and over for a playdate with Daniel! Think we can set something up?"

Linda was still reeling from prior events. To have been fucked by her babysitter, and watching her own son get railed...her stomach couldn't take it, nor could her mind. It was like she was waging a war within her head, one that had made her brain foggy most of the day. Did she enjoy it or hate it? Did she fear for her son, or yearn for him to get fucked? Was this a good or a bad thing? All those questions battled it out in her mind as she tried to find the answer.

It had only been a few hours since those events had occurred. Rody had his way with her, with her son, and then promptly announced they'd be going to the fair. He hadn't so much as asked, but Linda had given permission all the same. Even now, in that moment hours later, her brain was still foggy, and she couldn't focus on anything. When a text came through on her phone from one of Daniel's friend's parents, she didn't even know how to respond. Her mind had seized as she attempted to process the events of what had happened, to the point where all she'd done was have a glass of water and a shower...but neither of those had helped her at all. She stood at the island counter in the kitchen, just staring down at her phone, when she heard the click of the front door. Almost instantly, she locked her phone screen and pushed it to the side, straightening herself up as she heard people enter.

"Mom, mom!" She heard her son's voice and a brief sting of clarity shot through her, snapping her back to reality. "Look what I got at the fair!"

From the kitchen doorway, a teddy bear appeared, but not her son. For a moment she was confused, until she saw his feet sticking out from the bottom of the huge plushie, and she couldn't help but giggle.

"Wow, you won that? Really?" She was surprised; the fair was often rigged and those big toys were usually just meant to incentivise people, not actually be winnable. Daniel poked out head out from behind the teddy bear's head and grinned from cheek to cheek. It was a brief, tender moment between her and her son, and she wistfully regretted not going with them...at least, that was until the silhouette of the yellow wolf appeared behind him, and reminded her of why Daniel went without her in the first place.

"Yeah! I had so much fun, we went on a few rides, and Rody paid a really friendly guy for some churros!" Daniel continued excitedly. "And then we went and tried to go for prizes, and I saw this big teddy bear, and Rody helped me win it!"

"That's amazing, sweetie." Linda glanced to Rody, who did nothing but offer her a smile-- he was glad that Daniel kept a tight lip on the things they did, he was a smart kid like that. He patted the boy on the back as he slipped around the side of him to enter the kitchen.

"Alright, kid, it's getting late. Why don't you go wash up and get ready for bed?" Rody suggested, and Daniel beamed at the two of them before he turned to set the bear down. He moved towards his mother, and Linda noticed him distinctly wobbling as he approached, before he hugged his mom around the waist. He squeezed her quickly and affectionately, before quickly retreating and grabbing his new teddy bear, making his way upstairs; he would normally barrel his way up, but this time he took his time, and Linda observantly took notice of it.

For a moment there was an awkward silence. Rody stepped around the back of her and she instinctively stiffened, but relaxed when she heard the tap running. The telltale noise of water filling up a glass cut through the silence for a moment, before the tap turned off, and Rody took some quick, plentiful gulps of water. He set the glass down on the draining board, empty, and stepped around the side to move around the island counter, inevitably making his way back into her field of vision. Linda squirmed on the spot, tapping her fingers on the table as she nervously gulped. She wanted to know what happened at the fair-- she was sure something had-- but she was scared to ask. As she battled with the thought, Rody bent over the counter and rested his elbows upon it, studying her expression.

"Don't worry, Linda," Rody began with a wide grin. "We just went on a few rides, like he said...explored a little, tried some food out-- the churros were kind of expensive...oh, and we went and tried some of those games too. Daniel really wanted that teddy bear, but he was struggling to get it..."

"Oh, right. How did you end up winning it?" Linda replied, relaxing somewhat, momentarily relieved at his words.

"Oh, I just talked to him, and offered him something he couldn't refuse," Rody's grin grew wider and wider. "We went around the back of the stall and I got Daniel to suck his cock."

"You...what?" Linda couldn't believe what she was hearing.

"Yeah..." Rody continued, absently looking down at his arms as he licked his lips. "The stall owner had a pretty big dick, but Daniel took it like a champ, all the way to the base. I was surprised, he took it like a champ."

He paused to see her expression, amused by how stunned she looked, before he continued.

"And then, after he'd cum down his throat and make sure he was nice and full," Rody continued with a chuckle. "He picked the kid up and fucked his tight little ass. He had his legs up and spread so I could see everything, from Daniel's stretched slutty hole to his bulging stomach-- I mentioned the stall owner was hung, right? Ooh, to see Daniel's tummy all warped from getting pounded so deep..."

Linda turned from Rody, stunned-- she couldn't believe what she was hearing. She felt guilty enough putting Daniel in Rody's perverted hands, felt guilty enough that she was kind of turned on by it, but now Rody was convincing her son to fuck strangers? What if his choices had been wrong and the stall owner wasn't a good person? Hell, could he even be considered one, if he was so eager to fuck a cub? Linda didn't have the words, but there was no fear within her, just apprehension and anxiety. Rody watched her back for a moment to gauge her reaction further, and he decided that he didn't need to go into the finger details of how they'd both taken Daniel up the ass at the same time; the bombshell of him fucking a stranger seemed to be enough for her. 

"Mom! Rody! I'm going to bed!" They heard Daniel call from upstairs, presumably standing at the very top, and hopefully in his pyjamas. "Goodnight!"

Rody glanced from the kitchen doorway back to Linda, who at that moment had turned to the door, her face making it seem like she was lost in thought. With a sigh, Rody pushed himself off the counter and straightened up, stretching out his back before moving around the counter, closer toward the door leading into the hallway.

"Well, goodnight, Linda," He began with a smirk. "I'm going to go join your son in bed."

"You--" Linda couldn't find the words, and inevitably clamped her mouth shut as Rody turned, sauntering his way through the door and adjourning upstairs just as slowly, as if he was deliberately showing off how much control he had. The fox woman turned her eyes downward to the counter, where her phone still laid, the screen dark. She didn't know what to say, or think, or do; her mind was a jumble. She couldn't even remember the last time she had felt stuck in action-- maybe when she was a teenager? It had been so long ago.

A silence filled the house, cut through only by the occasional creak and groans of any other home, and occasionally by the floorboards bending under the weight of people upstairs. Her ears twisted to the muffled sounds of a bed creaking, just once at first, before there was a quiet silence for what felt like an eternity. Then the creaking began again, methodical and rhythmic, starting out slowly enough for her to hear, before it became loud enough for her to be unable to ignore it. It was obvious what was happening up there, so obvious that she could picture it in her mind. The kitchen door had been left open, and the house echoed from loud noises, but even at that moment, she could hear the grunts coming from upstairs all the way down in the kitchen. Her mouth went dry and she bowed her head even further for a moment, before her body moved of its own accord.

Linda slowly ascended the stairs, not frightened of what she was going to find, but not wanting to be spotted in her ascent-- why was she worried about being caught in her own house? Even she didn't have the answer to that question. When she reached the top of the stairs, she noticed that Daniel's bedroom door was partially shut, and she closed the distance without even thinking about it. She peeked in through the crack, though she shouldn't have been surprised with what she found.

The bed was pointed toward the door, so most of what she saw was Rody's bare ass, and her son's spread-eagled legs. With each downward thrust, the wolf's body tensed and his ass clenched, and with each tug back she was greeted with the full sight of his hole, combined with his taint and ample adult backsack. His feet dangled off the bed, his knees hovered somewhere near the end but not quite on the edge. His hips bucked hard with every thrust in a way that made the wolf grunt and the fox tremble and gasp-- Daniel's legs practically shot outward and stiffened and stretched before limply bending inwards to bump his ankles against the man's back almost every time.

"Damn, Daniel, despite having that cute little ass of yours stretched out earlier, you're so back to being tight." Rody remarked casually as he bucked down, the bed creaking and flexing with their combined weight, threatening to collapse. Daniel let out a whimper from beneath him, though it didn't sound like one of complaint, and the wolf's tail wagged in response, relishing his noises of pleasure.

"I love fucking you on your little bed. You like it too, huh?" Rody asked, and Linda watched as the wolf bowed his head down, whimpers and moans subsiding for just a moment as he plunged down and bent his body inward. She couldn't tell what he was doing, but whatever it was, Daniel enjoyed it; his toes splayed and his legs coiled as tightly as they could around Rody's hips, and she could see his small hands gripped the wolf's upper arms.

"Mmh..." Rody hummed after a moment, suddenly lifting his head as he started to thrust again. "I'm going to have to sleep in your bed with you from now on-- I just can't get enough of you."

"R-Really?" Daniel squeaked quietly beneath him, in a tone that indicated a mixture of surprise and unease, before he quickly started to moan again as Rody plunged back down, picking up speed. Linda simply stared, wide-eyed, and she looked down after a few moments to realise she had been touching herself to the sight. She clamped her muzzle shut, her lower lips wobbling, before she lifted her hand and delved it past the waistband of her jeans, letting them sink into her pants. Her fingers pressed to the bare moisture of her cunt and she slipped a couple of digits in to stimulate herself as her head raised up to watch them again.

Rody didn't say anything more to tease the boy; he simply started to thrust harder and harder, grunting and huffing with the exertion of their sex, his tail furiously wagging as his balls swung and clapped against the boy's behind. Daniel cried out with every other thrust, his whimpers and gasps sharp and high-pitched, a stark contrast to the man's fervent grunts as the sounds of their sex, the cacophonous 'plaps' and squelches of his cock plunging back and forth filled the room, all whilst Daniel's mother silently watched, putting a hand over her mouth to silence her own noises as her digits slickly delved and dragged back, spreading to stretch her pussy, rolling around in circles to turn her on and pleasure herself, and occasionally withdrawing to press against her clit, before pushing back down. Her palm did most of the work in pleasuring her clit, leaving her slick fingers to delve and caress the rest.

"Yeah, I'm gonna cum in you, just like I did earlier. You want that? Huh, Daniel?" Rody panted above the boy, and Daniel's whimpers made a clear approving inflection, akin to an 'mhmm', that made Rody thrust faster, his grunts of delight reaching an intense peak. Linda felt herself nearing there at the same time, in perfect sync with him, her fingers working furiously across her entrance and clit as her legs squirmed and struggled to keep her skin, her eyes lidding over as her body begged to openly groan. With some final push and a shudder, Rody pressed down and flopped onto the boy, lowering his body and practically squashing him as he settled his hips down and let out a long, pleasured sigh. Beneath him, Linda heard Daniel's gasps and quiet moans of contentment, and she in turn trembled on the spot as her innards rhythmically squeezed and flexed around her digits in unison with her climax. She stood there and captured the sight in her mind as rapturous ecstasy coursed through her system, filling her with a mixture of deep, satisfying pleasure and unbearable shame.

Rody started to shift atop Daniel after a minute or so of post-nut bliss, and when he started to roll, she moved out of sight, quickly tiptoeing down the hall until she reached the landing. She ducked herself down and then descended the stairs as she heard Rody start to speak, but it seemed to be for Daniel, not her. When she reached the bottom of the stairs, she stood there for god knows how long just staring at the floor, her mind a whirlwind.

Shame. That's the core feeling she felt. She was ashamed she'd even watched her son get fucked, had allowed it, even, and then had masturbated to it. To have watched him have sex...she was exhilarated, but disgusted at the same time. Another war waged within her, one that continued to toil and fester as she finally moved from the hallway and into the kitchen. She'd had a desire for cubs for a long long time, since before Daniel was born. She had taken part in it too, back in her 20s, but she had suppressed those urges for so long, had pushed the memories of what she'd done to those boys to the back of her mind...but now, they were all coming to the surface, and her desire was bubbling up once again.

A buzz on the counter caught her attention. Her phone was lit up with a notification, and she absently moved over to it, opening the screen. It was Peter's-- Daniel's friend from school-- mother again, chasing up her original text with another pertaining to her suggestion. Linda didn't even really register it; instead, she stared at the original message for a good long while, before she thumbed over the keypad and started to type. She shouldn't have-- in fact, she was probably going to regret it for quite some time.

'Why doesn't Peter come over here instead?'