Man, today's been a real blast so far. And a bit of an eye-candy fest at that.

Puppycorn had always been one for pizza, as he was one of few dogs today that would have that for breakfast, lunch, and dinner three times over. Not to mention that he throws a lot of frequent parties with his friends, acquaintances, and the like, especially a few friends with benefits.

That and pizza was pretty much a lifetime thing for him to spend doing, even as he grew into a dashing young prince that had yet to ascend to the throne, but since that time when he was dubbed mayor, it just never worked out well, even when he tried again much later, but on a smaller scale. A much smaller scale, as her sister insisted.

Which took place now with the two most awesome dogs from the underworld he's known for as long as ten to twelve years, who'd stop by on occasion, mainly the one chihuahua that was close to his age back in the day, to keep him company. Among other fun things along the way, like what additional activities dogs did instead of just eating most of the time. Of course, he was even introduced to the things that he and his ancestor, the great King Nacho would do once he turned eighteen years of age and was curious about what sex with the same gender was like. Not that the concept of Incest or anything bothered him, considering he has a lot to learn, but he was getting there, and by now, he sorta had most of the guy-on-guy thing down.

But not to where he'd consider really getting it on, but he seemed to enjoy oral sex for the most part, for both giving and receiving.

And there would be a point during today where he would definitely do both. And have a damn good time at it.

So, here he was, the grown bulldog known as Prince Puppycorn hosting a three-man hot tub hangout event with two of the best people on the planet (2nd place under Hawkodile and Unikitty), coupled with lots and lots of pizza. He was still gobbling them down in his early twenties but since his metabolism was said to be inconceivably high, it never stopped him from enjoying life and, like the two dogs on either side of him who were also eating with him right now, getting just as strong and well-built like them.

He hung in the hot tub that had been integrated into the improvised version of the fun room he upgraded over the years. It even had some gym equipment with a few toys laying around. Some looked to be for other activities but thankfully, nobody seemed to notice. Not even Richard for some reason, as smart and boring as he is. He laid back against the round edge, gobbling down a slice of pizza with Miguel next to him doing the same and bobbing his head to some rock that blasted from a nearby boombox across from them, his scruffy brunette hair bouncing with him.

Puppycorn only had a tuft of hair growing from his fur, yet he followed his motions as he reached for another slice behind him. King Nacho was on his left with his legs crossed, doing the same while he stared up and down his strapping form, licking his lips while wolfing down a slice of pizza and grabbing another. He had been staring for a while now ever since they got in the tub, but the prince didn't appear to notice, or even so, didn't mind. Of course, he himself would be dazed when watching his sister's bodyguard workout.

Numerous pizza boxes and slices littered the floor around them, as this party had gone on for some time now, for half an hour, and it appears to be that the three weren't getting full anytime soon because of the high rate of their metabolism being Bulldogs and Chihuahuas, who were relatively small dogs. That's what they were, yet it would seem unlikely so, given their size, and attractive body type. 

Of course, what with the warmth of the hot tub and the three occupant's muscular forms being soaked and shiny from the water, those factors would probably begin to kick off a fun, but unheard-of activity Puppycorn would be the main focus of attention of.

"Man, mmph, this is the stuff," Miguel sighed, gulping down some soda that came with the pizza, feeling all warm inside and out from his time with a distant friend. "I can't say it enough that you guys here make good pizza. Almost like what we'd have back at home." He nuzzled his cheek against the prince's, who giggled and returned the favor.

"And I can't say thanks enough times either, because this 'stuff' is the best, and the chefs make it the best," Puppycorn retorted before proceeding to wolf down another slice, whining softly as he was then pet on the head by his closest friend who had closed the distance, pecking his cheek. He blushed but laughed it off after finishing the crust before ruffling his hair in return, his arm around his back bringing him in close.

"Hehe, you're welcome, I guess," He chuckled.

They look each other in the eye for a moment, smiling warmly, as this get-together between them has brought them closer than all the times before. Their gaze hadn't lasted nearly long enough for them to realize how much closer they were actually getting before one of them leans in closer and their lips make contact. It wasn't their first time kissing, as they were making out passionately with barely any haste to move on, softly wrestling tongues later on and absorbing the taste from each other, which was all the pizza they consumed thus far.

Nacho watched the mushy scene with a smirk, guzzling down some soda and finding it attractive. His descendant may have had a mate for himself, but he has also gained the hearts of his fellow cohorts in the palace and a few other males that came from different places across dimensions. He was surprised at first that he was bisexual, but was quick to accept it, as he wanted nothing else in the world than happiness and well-being for his boy. Along with claiming the throne in his place, of course. He'd come around eventually, but it would have to be soon.

When the two heirs pull away, they boop snouts and rub them, murring softly from being together like always. Of course, their little makeout session had yielded some...side effects. For instance, Puppycorn had noticed that his swing trunks were feeling tighter than normal and his blush deepened when he figured out what that meant. "O-oh, man..." He murmurs, looking down into the water and finding that he pitched a tent. The hot tub didn't do much to help, yet there was no source of embarrassment or worry in his tone, which Miguel expressed softly upon noting the look of bewilderment on his boyfriend's face.

"Hey, what's wrong...?" He began to ask, sharing the bulldog's gaze but then trailed off when he noticed the same thing. "Oh..." 

He's hard. From a kiss. A kiss of all things. Sure, they've done more than simply kiss, but nothing past that, but he's never gotten hard from a kiss before. Or too often for him to expect. Miguel was hard too, but it wasn't news to him. Nacho seemed to notice too and was starting to get aroused as well.

"Um...ok," Puppycorn concluded after what felt like an eternity of staring at his boner from under his shorts. His eyes dart to his mutual friend and his ancestor and sees that he wasn't alone. Through the clear water, he could make out the bulges they held, especially the other chihuahua, whose erection was almost visible in the skimpy gold thong he wore. Showed off his butt pretty well, like his descendant.

"Ok...what?" Miguel asked for confirmation, as even he was unsure of what to do, having gotten hard along with him, and his ancestor.

He doesn't answer for a moment, as he had a feeling things would flare up, even in a harmless get-together between royal figures. And since he wasn't the brightest bulb, yet, he figured he'd settle on an obvious solution. Go further.

The prince simply shrugs, laying back against the edge of the pool with a grin, reaching back to grab a slice of sausage pizza and slide his swing trunks down, setting his manhood free. The two canines saw it happen and the shorts float above the water before their eyes drift towards his rod that stood at nine inches, both sharing a look of slight amazement. Not at the fact that he was hung but because of his boldness of just...letting it hang out suddenly.

"Hey guys," Puppycorn began, holding up a slice of pizza, spreading his legs so that his cock was in perfect view. "Want some extra sausage to go with this pizza?"

The answer he received to that was Miguel nodding with a chuckle and grabbing a hold of his cock with one paw, jerking it slowly and squeezing the shaft to get a better feel for it as Nacho leans in to lick, then kiss his cheek, rubbing his paw along his inner thigh and reaching to grope and roll his balls around. He leans back more to give them room, taking a big bite out of the slice of pizza he held in his paw, moaning from the taste and the duo's soft paws. "Mmh, I guess that means yes."

"Definitely," His Anubis partner strokes faster, adding to the stimulation the hot water gave to him. He rubs his ears and hair while the other brunette dog goes to suck and nibble on one of his nipples, rubbing circles around his six-packed stomach. "And we'll want all the sausage that we can get."

Puppycorn hummed, feeling him use both paws on him as he ate the crust and swallowed. "Feel free to help yourself then, dude." Then he moaned feeling him twist the tip of his cock and spit on it to lube it further before jerking it faster. It got even better when Nacho's paw came in and stroked the lower half of his cock while flicking his tongue on his left nipple. He bit his lip, scratching the back of his head as he did so, loving the attention his little friend was getting so far.

Eventually, he'd feel his mouth on him, but for now, he would let them feel his shaft for a little longer. Those soft paws would drift up and down, from his cockhead to half of his shaft while his ancestor had the other half to himself. It was an amazing sensation, considering he would be jerked off to completion a dozen times before, but there were times he would be sucked off, but only when they had enough time to each other. And since he had all the time in the world away from his duties, that would be the very next thing to happen.

Before he could, however, Puppycorn stops them both a few minutes later and stands up in the hot tub and moves back to sit up on the floor with his legs still submerged in the water, laying back on his elbows. He wouldn't want them to try and breathe underwater while blowing him. They understood though, as they waited for him to get situated before they made their next move. Or well, King Nacho making his before Miguel could, getting up out of the pool with him and grabbing his dick, leaning over, and swallowing down most of his length in one go.

"Oh..." He huffs when the chihuahua bobs his head all the way up and down to where his cock would slide a few inches into his throat, effortlessly deepthroating him off the bat. Miguel drifted in the water in front of him, closing in on his balls left unattended, and taking both of them into his mouth, sucking away nice and firmly, moaning along with the two while the boombox began to play some pop songs. He didn't mind though, as he was having the best time of his life right now.

Nacho settles down with the prince's cock deep in his mouth and almost halfway down his throat now, swallowing it and letting out choking sounds while he was at it, prompting him to thrust against him and reach over his rear to squeeze it and give it a nice smack. He reacted by sucking on him faster, earning himself more slaps to the butt and two fingers in between them later on, when he started to suck on the head. "Mmmh..." He felt them rub all around his pucker and spread them along with his ass. Puppycorn was in bliss, to be blown by a king, and to have at his ass in return. Miguel was licking away at his nuts, flicking at one orb and kissing the other, gazing up at him the entire time with those beautiful brown eyes.

As much as he was enamored by him, he couldn't help but focus more on the blowjob his ancestor gave him, as he groaned, watching him take him into his throat again. "Oh, jeez, you're good at this." He panted, patting his ears down and reaching over to slap his ass again. He felt like he wanted to cum, but he held off on it, as he wanted for Miguel to have a turn as well. He enjoyed his mouth as much as the latter's and he didn't dare think about leaving him out of the equation.

But before he got to that point, King Nacho lets off of his cock with a wet pop, stroking his penis and humming. Puppycorn whined in protest, as he was enjoying the moment, but let it be as he sat back and lets his descendant take his place. To start, he cups the bulldog's chin and pulls him in to enact a quick makeout session before they separated, with him licking his lips and sinking down in between his legs. The ruler was beside him, wrapping an arm around his neck and pulling him in for a kiss as Miguel gets down to business sucking his cock.

He did the same as his ancestor, but held the sheath of his cock while he did, slurping his tongue around his head and stroking with another paw. He watched his boyfriend make out with the king, finding the sight as hot and sexy as when he himself would make out with the prince. He had such a kissable face as much as it was adorable, and sucked faster at the memory of having been called the same after one particular kiss that had them both hot and heavy, and at Puppycorn's 20th birthday.

He could hear him moan in his ancestor's mouth when he started twisting his paw around his shaft while stroking and sucking it at the same time, starting slow, but gradually gaining speed along the way to please him to his very desire. He went deep to where the tip slid down half his throat, moaning blissfully as he felt it throb. He then started to bob his head, throating the young prince's cock and focusing on nothing else but that. He never got to give him a proper blowjob for all the times their love reached intimate levels since being young adults, and this moment was simply a way to make up for them.

"A-ah...Miguel, I'm not gonna last much longer! You're too awesome, p-please!"

However, he doesn't heed Puppycorn's warning in time, as in only a few less minutes than when Nacho had his turn, he had gotten close from the skills he employed on him. He had broken the kiss with the ruler to tell him, but he was so absorbed in what he was doing, that it fell on deaf ears, meaning all he could do was let it all go. Miguel released a noise of shock when his mouth was overcome with rush of cum, following Puppycorn's cumcry. Hot, thick shots blasted into his mouth he recovered from his shock long enough to swallow down, feeling the organ pulse in his mouth along the way, still sucking on it while his ancestor pulled and pinched on his nipples to coax more out of him.

"Attaboy, give all of that cum to my boy," Nacho purred in his ear before grooming it with his tongue. "Let him taste every last drop."

"Unnhhh..." He held Miguel down as the rest of his orgasm went by, with the latter drinking down his spunk that trumped the taste of pizza, swilling it around before swallowing it and letting his spent cock go once he was completely satisfied. "Man, that was..." He trails off to breath. "That was tasty, babe."

"U-uh-huh," Puppycorn sighed, reaching down to pet him as the king kissed his cheek. "I forgot it had some sause in there, but it's cool that you enjoyed it regardless."

"Indeed," Nacho spoke, getting back into the hot tub and pulling Miguel close and locking lips with him, slithering his tongue into his maw as soon as they made contact so he could have some of the 'special sauce'. The hybrid watched with a blush as the two swapped spit and semen, moaning into the kiss along the way and almost tempting him to get hard again but held back on it as he got back in again. 

The two break the kiss, leaving behind a string of saliva that broke before they held each other close, what with the ruler laughing. "And what do you know, it's as tasty as you said."

"Y-yeah, it did," Puppycorn responded, enjoying the additional warmth of the hot water as he and the two Anubis chihuahuas cuddled, then spend the rest of the time gobbling down what remained of the pizza that was, thankfully, still warm.