"Sweetie, where's your brother? Lunch is almost ready."

"I don't know. Probably upstairs in his room with Rocco, or something."

Cameron's mother pursed her lips as she looked her Doberman son up and down, before turning her gaze back to the simmering pot of stew she had on the stove. She gave it a few leisurely stirs with a long metal ladle before placing a lid overtop and letting it simmer-- this was to be tonight's dinner, her speciality. She set the ladle aside in the sink to wash and turns, leaning up against the counter as she looked her son up and down. The 14-year-old was brooding over two loaves of bread, spreading butter between them before haphazardly adorning both sides of slices of ham and a sprinkle of cheese.

"Are you jealous?" She asked, leaning up from the counter as her tone shifted from her stern motherly tones into teasing ones. She instinctively collected the things he was done using-- the butter and leftover slices of ham-- and placed them in the fridge as he frowned at her, before attempting to sandwich both pieces together.

"No. Rocco can do what he wants." He grunted though it was obvious he was annoyed. Ever since that fateful day, that his mother was completely unaware of, Rocco and his stepbrother Ash had spent a lot more time together. Rocco still came over and they hung out often, but now Ash was a part of their plans. He joined in almost every activity, and Rocco treated him like a friend-- but Cameron wasn't stupid. He knew that they were fucking on the side.

"Mmhm." His mother hummed her amusement, evidently not believing him. "Are you all set for tonight?"

"Yeah, bag's packed up." Cameron replied, taking a bit of his sandwich and thoughtfully chewing. Today should have been special or exciting, but the inclusion of Ash made it sour-- Cameron was spending the weekend at Rocco's place, though not for any particular reason. The pine marten's parents were rich and they lived in a huge house; the only reason Rocco was around often is because, in his words, his parents were 'not around' and his house was 'boring'. On any other occasion, Cameron would have been happy to spend time with him, but now...

"...Is everything okay?" His mother was instinctive and knew her son was caught up in something, but Cameron brushed her off with a simple grunt and a shrug, and he retreated from the kitchen with a sandwich in hand, heading upstairs. Around this time, Ash should be getting ready and packing his things to go with them, much to Cameron's irritation. However, as he made his way up the stairs, he heard the scuffle of frantic movements and the clearing of throats and knew exactly what was transpiring. He poked his head into Ash's room and tried to ignore the fact that his step-brother looked flushed in the face, and that Rocco was still buttoning up his pants.

"You ready?" He asked bluntly, and got a nod from both of them in response. With a sigh, Cameron crossed the hallway to his own room and pulled his large rucksack from the bed, slinging it over his shoulder. He had a feeling this was going to be a gruelling weekend, though he tried to push the negativity to the back of his mind. After all, he'd be hanging out with his friend-- sure, Ash was coming along, but hopefully, Rocco might be more inclined to ditch him if they do something fun.

Cameron headed downstairs, and it didn't take long for Ash and Rocco to join him. Their mother wasn't taking them, however-- within a handful of minutes, a car pulled up outside and the honking of a horn signalled their departure. After a quick hug and an embarrassing kiss on the cheek for Cameron and Ash, the three of them stepped out onto the porch and down the path, climbing into a sleek black car that was going to take them to their destination.

Rocco's house was a sleek 3 story borderline mansion on the edge of their school district, hidden behind a sleek wall and iron gate. Cameron always remarked and joked about how it felt like an old Tudor manor, but as they pulled past the gate and followed the path around to the front door, he couldn't help but be in awe at the sight of it. 'Lavish' wasn't quite the word to describe how contrastingly luxurious Rocco's home was compared to his own, and it was even more surprising considering Rocco's typically frugal, down-to-earth nature-- if one didn't count his horny tendencies.

No-one greeted them at the door, but that didn't matter, for Rocco lead them inside after thanking their driver, an old canine who was apparently his chauffeur and butler. The lobby was wide and expansive, stretching several metres on either side. As they stepped into the lobby, the clearing of someone's throat caught their attention and the boys raised their heads to see another Pine Marten, more feminine in appearance and significantly older, leaning on the railed balcony above. Rocco visibly grimaced.

"What do you want, Lia?" He demanded, and the woman smiled, resting her hair on her chin. Cameron awkwardly raised his hand and waved, then realised what he was doing and lowered it. He knew Lia all too well-- after all, she was his teen crush. Unlike Rocco, Lia was elegant and beautiful, with vibrant red hair that framed her face and tumbled around her shoulders in wavy locks. She was smart, classy, and light-hearted-- she was the pinnacle of beauty that Cameron knew was way out of his league, even if he disregarded the fact she was in her early 20's.

"Just seeing what you're up to," She looked to them all in turn, but didn't linger her gaze for too long. "You having some friends over?"

"Yeah. For the weekend." Rocco's tone was sharp and curt-- Cameron knew he didn't like his sister that much, though he never understood why, and he never answered the question when he tried to ask.

"D...Do you want to join us?" Cameron tried his best to sound casual, and Lia's eyes widened at his forwardness. The glare that Cameron received in response from his friend could have burned a hole through his skull.

"Can you fucking not hit on my sister?" Rocco's temper flared and, despite his embarrassment, Cameron felt equally as annoyed. He turned his head towards his friend and glared right back.

"At least I'm not fucking her." He reminded him and Rocco's angry face abruptly smoothed over into a mixture of fear and disbelief. There was an awkward, tense silence between them before Ash prodded Rocco's back, urging him forwards.

"Why don't you give us a tour?" Even the 13-year-old could tell how strained things were. Casting a glance back to his older brother, Ash encouraged Rocco forwards, who turned away from Cameron and headed towards a door on the left-hand side of the lobby. Cameron glanced up at Lia, who offered no more than a shrug before she leant up from the balcony and padded off down the upper hallway into a room beyond, where Cameron couldn't see her. A pang of nauseating guilt pushed through the teen's body before he followed after Rocco and his stepbrother.

The Pine Marten walked in a tense silence, leading them through a small hallway and up a short flight of spiralling stairs that lead to the second floor. There, he led them across another wide hallway until they reached a pair of mahogany doors, which Cameron already knew belonged to Rocco-- Cameron had been here once before, but only for a short time. 

His friend pushed the doors open and revealed a large bedroom beyond, with a king-sized bed on the left-hand side and an expansive desktop computer setup placed on top of a fancy desk, with its own drawers and shelves above. A luxurious rug sat underneath their feet and a walk-in closet sat on the left-hand wall, revealing an array of clothes beyond. Rocco padded across the room and sat down on the edge of his bed, briefly looking down at his hands as Ash placed his bag by the door. When Cameron went to do the same, Rocco launched to his feet.

"What the fuck, Cam? You really trying the fuckin' hit on my sister and then you almost out me?" Rocco rose his voice initially but then quietened it to an angry hiss towards the end of his sentence, as if trying to keep it down.

"Oh yeah?" Cameron seethed and crossed the distance between them, getting in his friend's face. "So what, I can't hit on your sister but you're allowed to fuck my step-brother, huh?"

"Keep it down!" Rocco shoved Cameron and the Doberman fully intended to swing at his face, but Ash got between them, pushing them apart as best he could. Rocco stomped across the room to the door and closed it, giving them some much-needed privacy.

"That's different," He retorted, turning on a heel to face Cameron again. "He wants it! And he's into it. My sister doesn't wanna fuck you, Cam. She's like, twice your age."

"So what, I can't have a crush, an interest? Yet you're allowed to fuck whoever you want, including my fuckin' dog, huh?" Cameron stood on the spot and felt his emotions rising. "Ever since that day you've barely even spent time with me. You're meant to be my friend but every time you come over it's so you can get a piece. What the fuck, man?"

Rocco parted his lips to speak and then closed them, casting his gaze down as an awkward silence filled the air. Cameron reached up and scratched his head, running his hand over his short, clipped fur. The one to break the silence, however, was Ash-- the Labrador let out a long and almost bored sigh.

"Will you two just fuck already?" The jaded 13-year-old rolled his eyes, and Cameron's eyes widened, surprised. "I know Rocco wants to..."

"Ash, shut the fuck up!" Rocco exclaimed in a very out-of-character fashion, and Cameron frowned, both perplexed and unsure.

"Is that true?" Cameron asked, barely above a whisper as his stomach churned and his heart fluttered. No, he wasn't into Rocco-- or maybe he was, he couldn't tell. An awkward silence fell over them, and it was clear that Rocco couldn't answer him, or at least couldn't look him in and eye and lie.

"So, you...fuck my step-brother because you're into me?" Cameron scoffed, shaking his head. "Man. That's fucking stupid."

"Yeah, it is..." Rocco chuckled apprehensively in response. "But, y'know, you were right...it was a piece I could take."

"I'm right here." Ash weakly reminded them. They ignored him, if only because there was a more pressing matter. Rocco awkwardly stepped forwards, crossing the room back towards Cameron, where he stood in front of him and shifted uncomfortably on his feet. This wasn't the Rocco that Cameron knew-- this one was shy, anxious, and sensitive. It was weird to see him like this.

"Rocco..." Cameron began, but the door swung open, though not of its own accord. Cameron half-expected to see Lia standing there, but instead, a canine trotted into the room: a Border Collie, with a mixture of brown, black and white fur, covered in an array of various markings and spots with big floppy ears. It halted at the sight of two new arrivals, before sniffing the air and meekly trotting its way over, head hanging low and tail wagging. Cameron frowned when the dog began to sniff around his legs, before moving over to Ash to do the same. Another dog soon appeared in the doorway thereafter, another Border Collie with almost identical patterns back a dark black smudge that crossed its muzzle. It followed after the other dog and sniffed around the room, exploring rather abruptly.

"Oh," Rocco sighed, crossing the room to close the door again. "Uh, that's Lacie and Sam, Lia's dogs. Lacie's, uh, really good at opening doors. Sorry."

"It's fine," Cameron sighed, moving over towards Rocco's bed and sitting on the edge. "You've not...you know, like you did with Cole?"

Rocco smirked a little and brought a finger to his lips, telling him to shush. Cameron didn't need a response to realise that the answer was all too obvious. With a grimace, Cameron averted his eyes and Ash moved to sit on the gaming chair that Rocco had as part of his desktop setup.

"I guess you could say it's a fetish now..." Rocco remarked, before moving across the room and sitting on the bed beside Cameron. 

Neither of them knew what to say, really, but there were things they needed to share when Ash wasn't around. However, that wasn't liable to happen until the younger boy left the room, whenever that was. 

"So, um..." Ash began, cutting through the silence. "Do you guys want to have sex?"

"Ash!" Cameron explained, and Rocco groaned, placing his head in his hands.

"Jesus, Ash, read the room." Rocco chuckled from between his fingers and Ash pouted, folding his arms.

"I have needs too..." He argued. "And you liked it last time...you even had sex with Rocco!"

Cameron couldn't deny that, though things felt different now. Regardless, Cameron watched as Rocco reached out and placed a hand on his leg, curling it towards the Doberman's inner thigh but not venturing further than that. The canine hesitated, unsure what to do, so Rocco was the one to break the ice. The Pine Marten moved his head forwards and brushed his lips across Cameron's cheek, before dipping to his neck. There he kissed him, sliding his hand a little further towards Cameron's crotch as the Doberman instinctively angled his head away, unsure whether he actually wanted it or not. However, once Rocco's hand met with his thigh he couldn't resist groaning under his breath, and that only encouraged Rocco further.

"Cam..." Rocco mumbled his friend's name and the Doberman closed his eyes, clamping his muzzle shut and tensing up as Rocco's fingers flexed around his crotch and groped his package. Of course, it didn't take much for Cameron's teenage body to react to such stimulation, and he began to slowly harden under Rocco's touch, much to the Pine Marten's delight. Rocco's kisses deepened against his neck and trailed up to his cheek as his hand slid up, tugging and pulling at the button of Cameron's loose jeans. After some coaxing, he eventually managed to unbutton his friend's hands and pulled the zipper down, sinking his hand in between Cameron's boxers and jeans so he could grope the Doberman's cock a little more directly. The canine's tapering member was already at half-mast and steadily growing, more so with the heat of Rocco's palm and fingers pressing to his length-- but another hand suddenly touched with his knee, causing him to open his eyes.

"A-Ash, what the hell?" The Doberman exclaimed, his eyes widening at the sight of his step-brother on his knees before him, hands stroking his legs. The Labrador looked a little embarrassed and averted his gaze for a moment, before he leant forwards as Rocco removed his hand, giving him access.

"It's okay. We're not related, so..." Ash mumbled, and Cameron watched as the younger boy reached for his crotch, his hand delving into the Doberman's underwear and pulling his growing canine member free. Cameron's cock, now exposed to the air, twitched at a mostly upright angle against his stomach, but it began to sag as it reached full mast, the base swelling to form its typical knot. The Doberman parted his lips to protest, but instead let out a shaky sigh as Ash's muzzle met with his member. Despite the fact he felt awkward about the entire situation, his hormonal body couldn't resist getting some head-- he relented and let Ash do as he liked.

Ash opened his muzzle subtly and pressed his lips to the tapering tip of the canine length, suckling against the urethra before pushing his head down, whilst Rocco sensually explored and kissed along Cameron's side, his hand relaxing around the canine's inner thigh whilst the other helped to keep himself propped up. Cameron awkwardly did his best to get into it, huffing through his nostrils as he reached around with a spare hand to hook around Rocco's outermost side, whilst the other steadied himself as he leant back, just a little. Ash pushed down and groaned under his breath, dipping as far down as he could until his wet nose bumped against his step-brother's pelvis. The warmth around Cameron's cock caused him to shudder and sigh, his member throbbing and pulsing inside the short, intoxicating muzzle. During their sex, Lacie had been wandering around the room and eventually settled down beside Rocco's gaming chair, head resting on her front paws, ready to sleep, whilst Sam was up on his hind legs looking out the window.

"Hey," Rocco mumbled, a smile playing across his lips as he spoke into Cameron's ear. "Did you know that Ash has some other fetishes too?"

"I-I don't really want to piss on him, man." Cameron stammered, hissing through his teeth as Ash began to lift his muzzle and plunge down, beginning to bob and suckle, slowly but surely stimulating the Doberman's member. Pleasure tingled up Cameron's spine and his mind swam with lewd thoughts and scenarios, some he shouldn't even be thinking about but his horny teenage mind couldn't resist.

"I don't mean just that," Rocco continued with a small chuckle. "And not just, you know...but he likes feet too."

"F...Feet?" The Doberman grimaced and wasn't sure if he wanted to indulge it or not, but he quivered when he felt Rocco's paw grazing against his leg, almost inviting him to take part. He felt the Pine Marten's hand move from his leg and up his body, towards the hem of his shirt. There, Rocco tucked his fingers underneath and grazed across Cameron's short-furred stomach, before rising up to his chest.

Cameron hesitated, before shifting his left leg, scooting it inwards and forwards until the top of his bare paw traced along Ash's inner thigh. It was difficult to navigate exactly where he was meant to go, but eventually, his foot met its mark between his step-brother's legs, his paw pads pressing against the firm outline of the Labrador's erection. Ash groaned from around the sides of Cameron's cock and picked up the pace, as if rewarding him for reciprocating the pleasurable feeling, and Cameron gulped nervously as he felt Ash subtly rolling his hips against his paw, kneading his mass against the Doberman's toes.

A long and shuddering sigh passed Cameron's muzzle as his pleasure heightened, the tantalising and encouraging feelings spreading through his body and loosening his rigid morals and inhibitions. His toes curled slightly against Ash's humping crotch and he felt his step-brother's hand brush over his foot for a moment before reaching down to wrestle the button of his jeans free, delving in to pull his cock out. A wet warmth wedged and smeared between two of Cameron's toes and Ash pushed down, pressing his muzzle all the way to the Doberman's bulbous base. The Labrador groaned audibly, tail wagging to and fro as Cameron felt a vivid, potent throbbing from betwixt his pads, a sign of his step-brother's arousal. In the short time that Cameron had indulged his 'relative', Rocco had already dropped his pants and was idly toying with his sheath, already reaching half-mast as he enjoyed kissing and peppering affection across Cameron's neck. The Pine Marten eventually moved his hand to the Doberman's own wrapped around his back, tapping the top of his hand.

"Fancy giving me some attention too?" Rocco murmured, and despite the overwhelming sensations, Cameron unwound his arm from Rocco's back and around to the front, letting the Pine Marten guide his hand to his friend's cock. It was difficult to pay attention to everything at once, but thankfully Ash was doing most of the work, both stimulating himself and Cameron at the same time. The Doberman rolled his head back, huffing harshly through his gritted teeth as he slowly began to pump his hand up and down, quickly working Rocco to full mast before jerking off his canine-esque member.

The quiet sounds of their sex quickly spread around the large private bedroom, starting off first as a series of huffs and moans but quickly devolving into carnal pants and the wet, slick sounds of cocks sliding back and forth, amongst other things. Ash was the most vocal of the trio, whimpering and moaning as his hips relentlessly bucked and thrust against the Doberman's paw, his inevitably pre-soaked cock sliding back and forth and smearing the translucent fluid between the older canine's toes. The inviting sounds of their sex were bound to eventually invite the two feral dogs over, and it didn't take long for Lacie and Sam to get involved, predominantly sniffing around and watching them gyrate and squirm.

After a while, Rocco reached down and placed a hand atop the Doberman's own, causing him to slow his pistoning hand. The Pine Marten moved from the bed and kicked his pants off of his ankles, getting onto his knees on the floor and patting his knees, encouraging the dogs to approach. Lacie and Sam trotted their way over and Rocco petted the two of them, scratching under Lacie's chin and Sam abruptly dipped his muzzle down and sniffed around Rocco's erection, giving it a light lick or two as he curiously tasted the Pine Marten's pre-cum. Rocco shuddered briefly before he patted Lacie's side, angling and shifting her around until she was facing away from him. She stood there dutifully as Rocco lifted her tail up and leant back, gesturing to Cameron. 

The Doberman looked over and awkwardly stared at the sight of an ample, almost puffy looking pussy that sat under the dog's tail and beneath its tail hole. It was a peculiar shape, triangular in appearance with interconnecting lines that formed something akin to a peace symbol. Rocco made a point of spreading the entrance with his finger and thumb, revealing the pink flesh hidden beneath the puffy black flesh, and Cameron averted his eyes, feeling almost shameful at the sight amidst getting a blowjob. With a roll of his eyes, Rocco raised himself in a fully knelt position and angled the tapering tip of his member forwards, smearing it against the canine's entrance before he pushed forwards, penetrating the feral dog's pussy and slipping himself inside.

"Atta girl..." Rocco muttered, patting the dog's flank as he pushed all the way to the hilt, his knot kneading gently against her hole as Cameron did his best to avoid staring, instead looking down at Ash's bobbing head. As much as he was enjoying getting the blowjob, he didn't feel like he was going anywhere with it-- maybe it was his nerves or Rocco dividing his attention, but his once impending orgasm that had slowly been rising over time was now falling off considerably, leaving him to simply bask in the warm pleasure of a tongue and mouth around his cock, more than anything else. Ash opened his eyes briefly to glance up at Cameron and seemed to instinctively know he wasn't into it, and pulled back. The younger cub leant fully back on his heels and balanced himself awkwardly with his fingertips, lidding his gaze over as he looked down at the sight of his cock wedged between two of his step-brother's toes.

"C...Can you finish me off, Cam?" Ash asked awkwardly, looking almost bashful for once despite the sexual bravado he had shown off last time. Cameron still wasn't completely sure if this was his kink, but he found himself obliged nonetheless-- he awkwardly raised his paw up, gliding it all the way to the tip as he reached out with his other paw to stroke around the base, pressing the dry paw-pads against the pulsing knot and quickly slickening them up against the thin film of pre-cum around the Labrador's length. He curled his toes around the tip with his other paw, massaging the tapering end in the crease between his main paw pads and individual toepads, and Ash couldn't resist whimpering and pushing up against his foot, sliding the tip between Cameron's toes and causing it briefly to poke out the top.

As Rocco fell into a steady rhythm of breeding the feral dog, Cameron explored his step-brother's cock, angling his paws left and right and eventually managing to glide his pads all the way up and down on either side of the member, effectively cradling and nestling the cub's member between his black pads. The horny 13-year-old couldn't resist pushing up and thrusting against them, pressing his knot needily against the sides of the Doberman's feet before he began to pick up speed, his little balls bouncing with every bump of his hips. Cameron struggled at first to fall into the same rhythm but quickly got into it, watching awkwardly as the cock pumped back and forth, Ash's panting huffs growing more and more intense as time went on. Cameron didn't need to ask to know that he was rapidly getting close, and it was only a matter of time before he'd climax.

Ash began to huff and whine, his chest heaving back and forth, and Cameron knew what was coming. Rocco turned his head to watch as Ash pushed upwards, shuddering violently in his finely balanced position as he finally climaxed. Little spurts, appropriate to his age, short upwards and oozed down his cock into the sides of the Doberman's paws, and as Cameron slid his paws up and down they became sticky with the seed, the substance smearing between his toes and across his pads, forming a wet and gooey film. The added stimulation on his sensitive cock amidst his orgasm caused the young cub to shudder and sigh, the movements coaxing a few more final globs of cum from his member before Cameron slowed his rhythmic movements, pulling his paws away and awkwardly pressing them to the carpet to dry them. Rocco didn't complain, so he assumed it was fine.

"Man, you really gotta try this," Rocco remarked with a grunt, pushing forwards as his hands firmly cupped around the feral dog's flank. "She's got such a tight pussy."

"Uh, I'm good." Cameron rubbed the back of his neck, still hard and aching-- he didn't want to admit it, but he felt inexplicably horny. Though Rocco's suggestion was tempting, he didn't know if he really wanted to.

"What, you want a dick in your ass instead?" Rocco scoffed, and Cameron glared over at him as he felt the colour rise to his cheeks. Rocco's eyes widened and a smirk crossed his face at Cameron's lack of a witty response and even Ash was surprised by his step-brother's shyness to the situation.

"Well, Sam's here. You know, if you..." Rocco waggled his eyebrows knowingly, and Cameron briefly glanced over to Sam, who was padding around the room and sniffing at people's backs, evidently looking to mount and join in. Against his better judgement, Cameron slipped from the bed and pushed his jeans and boxers down, finally getting out of them before they became a burden. He tossed them up onto the bed after gingerly stepping out of them, not wanting to get cum on the inside of his jeans, before he settled down onto his knees on the floor. At the new arrival, Sam bounded over and sniffed at Cameron's body, down towards his cock before back up again, tail wagging to and fro.

"Uh..." Cameron began as Sam circled around him, pawing at his back and occasionally sniffing his body. "Rocco, have you ever...you know?"

"Taken a dick?" Rocco asked between his thrusts, his breathing low and heavy. "Yeah, once or twice. It's not so bad."

"R...Right." Cameron gulped, trying to avoid Ash's awe-struck look as he shifted onto all fours. Sam reacted immediately, moving around to his ass and immediately hopping up onto his hind legs, planting the weight of his chest and belly against Cameron's back. The Doberman wobbled for a moment, his stomach churning with anxiety as he felt the canine line up against his ass and begin to thrust.

It was a strange yet exciting experience. The dog thrust and bucked against his ass with reckless abandon as the tip of his sheath tried desperately to find Cameron's hole, the narrow shape of the feral animal's canine cock slipping out every so slightly to probe and smear between the Doberman's cheeks. Cameron wasn't sure what to make of it at first, but when the wet tip of the cock finally found his pucker and thrust forwards, he could understand why Ash was so surprised the first time. The member practically swelled within him as soon as it had found purchase, pulsing and throbbing to full mast in a matter of seconds as the dog tugged back and began to thrust into his dry ass. It stung at first, but Cameron quickly found that the canine's wild, string-like pre-cum rapidly slickened his member up and made it easier for the animal to thrust. He felt the canine's front paws hook and clasp around his hips, locking the dog to him as it fell into a rapid, overwhelming rhythm of thrusts.

Rocco watched with delight, his own member embedded fully in the tight dog pussy in front of him, as Cameron was used and fucked by a wild animal, something that Rocco had only dreamed of and masturbated to in his mind. His member pulsed wildly inside the tight, squeezing inner walls of the dog in front of him and he couldn't resist pushing forwards and quickly picking up the pace, his gaze focused entirely on his friend. Ash sat to the side, both spent and exhausted as he watched the two older boys go at it, casually toying with himself as he watched.

Cameron's first instinct was to say that he didn't like it, but he abruptly changed his mind as he felt the spiking, intense pleasure of the dog's fully formed, twitching meat slamming and grinding against his prostate, stimulating him more than any mouth or ass could. His member wildly bounced up and down as blood surged to every inch of his prick, each twitch and pulse eliciting a fine little drop of pre-cum that oozed from the end of his tapering member in a wildly bouncing string, affected by the dog's thrusts. Despite his usual lack of audible groans, the feeling of his virgin ass being stimulated so delightfully caused him to gasp and moan, hanging his head as his cheeks quickly became flushed. He hadn't expected it to feel so good.

"Oh fuck..." Rocco murmured, too turned on at the sight of Cameron getting fucked to last much longer. It didn't help that Lacie was enjoying herself too, and Rocco felt her pushing her hips down and clenching rhythmically around his cock, signalling her own orgasm from his pistoning hips. Unable to resist any longer, Rocco pushed forwards and let out a strangled groan as he pressed his knot firmly to the dog's pussy, pressing and tugging until it finally slipped inside, knotting with the animal. Rocco relaxed all at once and lidded his eyes, moaning under his breath as his member throbbed and pumped thick, teenage spurts of seed right into the dog's insides, painting her inner walls with his load. Rocco turned his attention back to Cameron, watching the capture the finale for himself to masturbate to later.

Cameron had hoped at one point that the dog might slow down, but even as the feral canine panted and huffed and the sounds of their wet sex bounced around the room, he did not relent. Cameron's pleasure only grew under the dog's assault, each prod and graze of his prostate sending him closer and closer to the edge-- he couldn't even reach to jerk himself off, lest he upset the delicate balance of the canine on his back. His balls, aching to burst, swung and jiggled as the canine's nuts slapped against his own, which strangely added to the pleasure. That intense feeling rapidly grew in barely a handful of moments, and the combined feeling of his impending orgasm coupled with the situation itself and the eyes upon him sent the Doberman over the edge.

With a grunt and a quiet, weak gasp, Cameron's insides clamped down and squeezed around the pistoning animal cock as his member twitched wildly up and down, spurting strings of cum with each upward arc, splattering the carpet with mismatched arrays of his load. Rocco stared as Cameron painted the floor, and it seemed that Sam was not too far behind him. The dog abruptly thrust forwards hard enough for his knot to slip into Cameron's periodically squeezing, flexing ass and the canine wildly tugged and pulled on his knot as he thrust back and forth barely an inch or two, the canine's leg hiking up as it balanced on a single back paw, panting wildly with its tongue lolling from its mouth. Cameron had to gasp and squirm, his prostate overstimulated from the canine's actions until, finally, Sam stopped. His movement slowed to a halt and he stood there for barely a second or two, one of his back legs instinctively reaching up and grazing against Cameron's naked ass for a moment before the dog abruptly moved, hiking his leg over completely and unhooking from Cameron's body, stepping to the side and turning away from him at a full 80-degree angle, with his knot still inside.

"Fuck..." Cameron groaned, finally leaning up and turning his head to the side to see the canine still attached, a heavy warmth pumping into the Doberman's loins. Rocco licked his lips at the sight as Ash idly stroked his now flaccid sheath, apparently too spent for another round.

"Jesus, Cam. That was fucking hot." Rocco said out loud, and Ash hummed his agreement, causing Cameron to grimace.

"Shut up," He retorted, before awkwardly squirming in his all-fours position. "Uh, how long does it take for him to finish?"

"About...20 to 30 minutes?" Rocco smiled sheepishly and Cameron's eyes widened, taken aback.

"I have to sit like this for half an hour?!" The Doberman exclaimed, and Rocco couldn't help but giggle, amused. Ash couldn't help but join in, but all Cameron could do was groan.

Something tells him that things are going to get more complicated in the future.