"Are you nervous, Benny?" "A little...but you're here Master, so it's okay." Pen beamed at his loyal otter pet and reached out to pat his head, before tugging on his leash and stepping inside. The thundering sound of the nightclub's dance music resonated so deep and thumped so loud that it hummed in their very bones. Each step they took was accompanied by the vibrations of bass and the wild, erratic throbs of the heavy beats. To anyone with sensitive ears, this place was a disaster-- but to Pen and his pet Benny, this was just yet another place to have fun. Weaving and ducking through the crowd of dancers, gyrating hips and anthropomorphic people clasping drinks and bottles in hand, the bunny, deer and fox adult hybrid guided his pet by a leash attached to the of-age otter's collar through the dance floor and to the far end of the room. It would have been hard to see for most in the dim light, but Pen's body was quite literally providing the illumination for them-- greyish rings that covered his otherwise dark grey upper arms and ankles glowed and hummed a bright rose pink, betraying his romantic side despite their surroundings. A large circular ring glowed through his thin tank top and and a heart-shaped hum of light emanated from his chest, right where he heart was. Benny followed along by the light of his master's body as well as that leash dutifully tugging him between the group of people, who stepped and shifted out of the way to let them past. At the far end of the nightclub, aptly named 'Desire', lay a sleek black door guarded by a tall and brutish wolf bouncer. As he saw Pen and Benny approach, he grasped the door handle and pulled it open, letting them through without a word, only communicating via a single nod. Pen winked at the man as he slipped by and Benny shyly followed suit, the door closing behind them. The corridor beyond was well lit and quieter, finally giving them a little bit of peace-- though the thumping music of Desire's dance floor could still be heard, for the door couldn't block out all sound. Pen wasted no time, already making his way down the hallway as the shy and submissive otter adjusted his clothes, following along. The otter bore just a loose tank top like his master and a pair of incredibly tight and revealing jean shorts that accentuated his slim curves. He reached up to smooth down his brown hair, feeling self-conscious about his appearance, and his fingers trailed down to idly touch and run his fingers along the vibrant bright blue tattoos that covered his shoulders and across his collar bones. Pen halted outside another unmarked door some ways down the corridor and shifted on the spot, adjusting his large bushy tail and briefly reaching up to fluff up his unkempt, almost spike black hair that travelled far enough down to reach his chin. With one final adjustment-- a quick tug on his loose shorts-- he rapped on the door, glancing over to his pet and grinning at him. Benny shyly responded with a smile, their eyes, green and cyan respectively, meeting for barely a second. A soft 'clunk' from the door caught Pen's attention and he turned his head back to see the door swing open, revealing a much taller and well-built drake, his body covered from head to toe in dark red, muted scales. He bore only a towel around his waist as if he'd recently got out the shower. At the sight of the hybrid and the otter, he grinned and stepped to the side, allowing them in. Inside the dimly lit room was nothing but a large circular bed and a couple of end tables, similar to that of a hotel room with considerably less furnished. A door on the left-hand side presumably led to an en-suite, and their assumption was confirmed when the door swung open to reveal an athletically built canine with wet brown fur. The door closed behind them and Pen counted the number of people in the room: 6, if they excluded themselves and included the man who'd come out of the shower. On top of that, they were all male, of a variety of species. "Now this looks like a fun party." Pen mused, gently tugging on the leash to encourage Benny forwards. "It's a good thing I brought a toy, isn't it?" Benny nervously shifted, feeling the colour rise to his cheeks as the men approached. Every single one of them was naked-- even the one who'd answered the door had already dropped his towel to the floor. Benny expected their hands to be spread between the two of them, but Pen commanded such a powerful presence as his master that they made a beeline straight for Benny himself. Benny couldn't even count the number of hands on his body, but it overwhelming and arousing. Some tucked under his shirt and groped his lithe stomach, unable to remove his top due to the leash still attached to the bright red collar around his neck. Others tugged and pulled at the jean shorts hugging his cute ass, slipping them past his cheeks and yanking the tiny thong he was wearing beneath with it, revealing a bright cyan pawprint tattoo on his right cheek. Benny huffed under his breath, his cheeks warming even more from the sensual touch of so many horny individuals-- he could even feel the arousal of some of them already, the tips of their cocks prodding and pressing against his hips or snugly rubbing up and down his front. His vision was quickly obscured by the broad chests of the men before him, but the grip on his leash by his master remained. "This is some nice ass you brought us." One of them remarked, though Benny couldn't tell who. A hand sharply clapped against his ass and caused him to tense up and squeak in response, which elicited a chuckle from the men around him, both amused and turned on by his cute, submissive noises. Another hand spanked his other cheek and the flesh jiggled as his body trembled, arousal pooling in his loins and causing his humanoid cock to swell. "Let me get a look at that fuckable ass..." Someone muttered as one of the men parted from the group. The hands clasped to Benny's cheeks gripped and spread the otter's ass apart to revealing the clenching pucker beneath, and Benny groaned under his breath as he felt a hand trailing down, a finger poking at his tight entrance. The man who had retreated before rejoined them and Benny saw a bottle being passed around out the corner of his eye, eventually ending up in the hands of the taller men behind him. The hand withdrew from between his cheeks and was soon replaced by another, this time coated in a cool substance that made Benny shiver and groan. The wet fingers prodded his entrance and unceremoniously slipped inside, two digits sinking into his ass as the otter trembled on his feet, member throbbing rapidly from half-mast to a full erection. A sigh of delight sounded from behind him as a pair of hands ran up and down Benny's body. Another reached towards his cock and firmly grasped the 6 inches of his aroused meat, tugging back his foreskin and groping the length of his member to stimulate him. Benny huffed on the spot, ass clenching around those digits as he earnestly pushed his ass backwards, causing the fingers to plunge even further. His turned his head to look around him, ogling the sight of the various cocks-- some humanoid, some thick and knotted. His gaze eventually met with his Master, who grinned devilishly from the sidelines, still idly holding his leash up and watching his pet be used. "Fuck, he's nice and tight." The man fingering him mused, flexing his fingers for good measure and making Benny whimper. "His cock's cute, too." One in front of him remarked in response, cupping the otter's cock in the palm of his hand. "Who's going first?" The question that was on all the stranger's lips eventually broke their lewd dirty talk and none of them had an answer. "Why don't we let him decide?" Someone else suggested, but the tutting of Benny's master, Pen, caused them to pause. "Benny's quite the shy boy. Don't worry, you'll all get a turn...and I wouldn't mind filling in for people waiting either." Pen smirked and the sexual tension in the air seemed to rise somehow. A murmur of agreement travelled through the horny men and they all seemed to know what to do next. The fingers in Benny's ass pulled back and withdrew, leaving the otter yearning for more-- and luckily for him, he had the entire night to go yet. A pair of hands guided Benny across the room, the tension in his leash tightening a little as he was quite quickly urged over towards the bed, pushed down onto it via his front. Benny slid down across the silky surface as Pen passed the leash over to one of the men, gesturing to a couple of the others. They approached the hybrid and groped him much the same as Benny, eventually removing his pants and yanking his tank top over his head. Benny wanted to watch, but his attention was quickly drawn to a mess that pressed into the bed behind him. Craning his neck back, Benny stared wide-eyed at the crimson-scaled drake that had answered the door before, now fully naked and eager for what lay beneath him. Benny couldn't resist moving his eyes gawk and he silently gawked at the sight of the dragon's impressive humanoid cock: thick, veiny and 11 inches in length. For Benny's small body it'd be a challenge, but he was ready. "Fuck yeah..." the drake murmured, gliding the length of his cock between Benny's slim cheeks as he took the bottle of lube being passed around and oozed a trail of it across the length of his cock, slickening himself up with a hand and smearing it all around. His now lubed up underside quickly spread the sticky substance between Benny's cheeks before he pulled back, sliding until the tip of his cock wedged down into Benny's ass. His tip kissed with the otter's hole and after some teasing, before the push, spearing the entrance and slipping inside. Benny hissed at his ring was stretched the accommodate the girth, but the discomfort was quickly drowned out by a sickening pleasure that spread to every corner of his body. The drake shifted and pressed down on top of him, leaning forwards and propping himself up with an elbow. In his other hand, he held the leash, and he gave it a quick and vicious tug, forcing Benny to arch his back and lift his head. "You ready, pup?" The drake teased, sinking himself deeper and deeper until he was almost fully inside the otters behind. Benny tentatively nodded and the drake lowered his head in response, running his maw against the otter's cheek as he tugged back, sliding his fat cock from the otter's ass before plunging down, hilting his member all the way to the base, a soft 'plap' signalling their hips meeting. Benny's muscles felt like jelly, all the submissiveness in his bones bubbling forth as he roughly thrust into by the drake, who wasted no time in falling into a fierce and moderate rhythm, making sure to tug back a considerable distance before thrusting down so that his balls could slap eagerly off of Belly's thighs. To the otter's right, Pen was pushed down against the bed himself, legs teetering off the edge as a tall, lean-built and hung feline quickly entered him, lube bottle still in hand. The feline tossed the bottle to the bed and reached forwards to curl his hands around the hybrid's small deer horns atop his head, using them as handlebars as he began to thrust. Benny was well aware how much Pen liked his antlers being used in sex and it showed on the hybrid's face, his eyes rolling up as his fingers curled against the bedsheets. It wouldn't be an orgy without more people taking part, even Benny knew that-- and the drake did too. Though Benny could tell that the man was enjoying putting him in his place, the others around them were growing needy and restless. So, the dragon slowly pulled back, lifting his weight from Benny's lithe body and withdrawing from him completely, loosening his grip on the leash and easily flipping him over onto his back. Benny's vision was a blur for barely a second before he was greeted to the sight of a black-painted ceiling and the expectant eyes of 4 men, all eager for a piece of him. Pen had already been lifted off the bed and held between two guys, where one pounded his ass and the other, a chiselled and muscular deer, held him by his arms as the hybrid bobbed and sucked on his lengthy cock. Eager for a piece of him, Benny was grabbed by the hips by the drake once more and yanked closer, his legs spread apart. The drake held him by one ankle as the other guided his cock back into the otter's behind, penetrating him once more before reaching out to hold his other ankle, making sure everyone got a good view of the spread-eagled, slutty boy. Slowly the others got into position-- a pair of canines with different coloured coats positioned at his sides, the one in his left obscuring his vision of his master and instead replacing it with his thin body and canine cock, whilst the other settled his humanoid length down against the silk, pre-cum oozing onto the sheets. The fourth, a hyena climbed all the way up the bed and sat to Benny's right, unceremoniously laying the length of his humanoid cock across Benny's face, covering his eyes. "He's all yours, boys!" The drake guffawed, and the others chuckled in response. With a submissive whimper, Benny reached out blindly for the other two cocks, quickly managing to find them with the aid of their owners. He gripped both in either hand, taking care to be more gentle with the canine-esque one as he began to stroke. The drake fell into a similar rhythm as before and began to thrust into him, forcing Benny's belly to bulge, his member throbbing wildly against his stomach with every pound of the man's hips. The act of his prostate being wildly pleasured was making him near-delirious, and he rolled his head to the side, huffing and panting quietly as the hyena above him pulled back and teased Benny's lips with the tip of his cock. The otter obediently opened wide and the man pushed forwards in response, sinking into his mouth and sliding all the way to the back of his throat. Slowly they fell into a rhythm, the otter's body jiggling and bouncing from being used on all sides. As the drake relentlessly stretched and used his hole, the other two against his hands gentle humped as he stroked, stimulating themselves. He couldn't tell if he'd make them cum from it, but it was enough at least keep them hard. The one in his mouth, meanwhile, was moaning and muttering under his breath as he eagerly humped in short, rapid bursts against Benny's tongue, leaving a trail of pre-seed in his wake that the otter gulped down. He could see his master, but he could hear the laboured panting and wet slapping of the other two men, who were no doubt fucking his master as much as they were fucking the otter. "Fuck, such a warm mouth...!" The Hyena was the first to finish, lurching forwards and humping against the otter's mouth, plunging all the way to the back as his throat as he shuddered and climaxed. Thick ropes of seed shot right down Benny's throat and the otter squirmed, cheeks growing flushed at the lack of air and the feeling of his throat being stretched. The man lingered for only a few moments, pumping spurt after spurt, before he pulled back and sighed with delight, oozing a trail of cum across Benny's tongue before pulling out and squeezing the last of his nut onto the otter's face, splattering little drops across his cheek and forehead. "My turn. Fuck, I'm already close..." The canine cock in his hand slipped back as the hyena retreated, and Benny turned his head as a leg swung over his body, the canine straddling his chest. The tapered end of his knotty cock smeared and prodded against the otter's lips for a moment, but as Benny parted his lips to take it, it was too late. With a hard grunt and a sigh, the canine suddenly and abruptly spurted strings of cum all over his face, some arcing over and landing on the sheets. Benny eagerly opened his mouth and the canine did his best to angle his cock downwards, oozing globules into the pet's mouth. Benny gulped them down, eyes twinkling with submissive delight. The drake thrusting into his behind was going harder and faster than ever before, and the one humping his hand was slowly picking up speed as well. Benny's ears also twisted to hear the attentive gasps and sighs of someone to his right, and though he couldn't see, the long and strained groan of a man-made it clear someone had cum over there. Benny turned his attention back to the men before him as the canine eased off him, dragging his knotted member across the otter's chest as he went. With his mouth free, Benny couldn't resist letting out a moan-- he didn't even realise how hard and aching he was until he actually looked at himself, an obvious pooling of pre-cum coating a small portion of his stomach. "You gonna cum, pup?" The drake smirked, and Benny found himself instinctively nodding, his moans growing higher and higher. One of the men he'd already pleasured reached out and grasped his member, giving it a few quick and rapid jerks, which was effectively all Benny needed. His insides clamped down like a vice as the stimulation to his cock caused him to orgasm, shooting small strings across his stomach and staining his already messy fur with yet more cum. His hand quickened on the canine to his right just at the right time, for a thick rope of cum splattered across his chest, almost in unison with Benny's own climax. Gooey strings coated his front one after the other as the drake began to slow, visibly huffing and panting, eyes lidded over. "Fuck...!" The drake sped up for a few final thrusts, pounding as hard as he could, the powerful wet slaps ricocheting around the small room before he finally plunged deep and stopped, member throbbing inside the otter's ass. Benny gasped and shuddered as he felt the warmth shoot up his body, from his stomach up to his chest, and his body tingled with the familiarity of cum seeping inside of him from churning balls. He groaned under his breath, head sagging to the side. The other canine had moved away to give him sight of his master as the drake emptied into him, and the hybrid was going through a similar experience as him: he was sandwiched between two men who seemed to have already finished and were now enjoying the feeling of being inside of him. In barely 10 or 15 minutes, everyone was spent, at least for now. The drake pulled back and wiped his forehead and Benny admired the absolute mess of his front, both stomach, chest and head covered in cum, his asshole gaped and his mouth tasting of seed. Benny half-expected a rest, but as the drake retreated, the other two men lowered Pen to the floor and one moved over, the panther, admiring the mess as he stood between the otter's spread legs. "Looks like you've used him well." The panther remarked, half-limp cock twitching at the sight. "Don't worry, he's good to go for more," Pen mused, sliding across the best towards the otter and stroking his brown hair. "Isn't that right, my little pet?" "Y-Yes, master." Benny was shy, but his tail betrayed his excitement, the tip wiggling back and forth. The panther cleared his throat and reached down, stroking his hand across his lube and cum covered cock. "Then we'll take full advantage of his stamina." The panther mused, locking eyes with the otter's shy expression. "Trust me when I say we'll be going all night, and there are plenty more waiting in the wings who want a piece of you."