“Again, boys?” Delilah scolded as she stood over the Dimitri Trio. The three of them tried to look ashamed but they couldn’t help but snicker. Though they had been caught, the prank they pulled was a really good one and not a single one of them felt any regret. 

“Now, now, Dotty Dear. I’ll take care of this,” Doug assured, stepping in. “Come on you three.” Taking over, he led the trio upstairs and even higher up to the attic. It was a place they had been taken to before, the last time they were disciplined. After that they behaved for the rest of that week. 

Once the four of them were all up and the hatch was close behind them, Doug gave them a sly grin. “Just couldn’t help yourselves could you?” he asked them. 

Being the type of dog he was, Doug wasn’t very harsh on any of the pups. In fact he saw much of himself in the trio, having been a trouble maker himself in his youth. He also suspected these pranks were pulled in an attempt to get attention. The trio often went unnoticed unless they were up to mischief. 

The three of them chuckled deviously but Doug cleared his throat, getting them to stand up straight. They had respect for him, having seen his bad side before and were content to not go through that again. They were also looking forward to what would be coming after the lecture. And Doug did give them a bit of a lecture, being quicker to get to the point than most of Dylan’s. They did their best to seem like they were listening, nodding and agreeing with his points. 

“Now boys,” Doug said, getting their true attention. “I gotta admit it was a pretty good prank, but you should have known that you guys would have been caught right away.” He chuckled just thinking of it. Everyone else was quick to become annoyed or angry with the triplets but Doug couldn’t help but be awed by their cleverness and ingenuity that shined through from time to time. So he gave the boys their due credit and they looked rather happy about it. 

“Now, I guess it’s time for the punishment,” Doug said, doing his best to sound stern before he smiled at them. “Who’s first?”  

The Dimitrio ran over each other to be the first and Dimitri 3 ended up being the one to get to Doug. 

“Guess we have a winner,” the elder dalmatian chuckled. Dimitri 1 and Dimitri 2 groaned in disappointment while Dimitri 3 looked back at them with a smug grin. 

“Alright. Head down, tail up.” 

Dimitri 3 did as he was told, turning around and lifting up his backside. He remembered being nervous about this the first time, expecting to be spanked as punishment. But there was the touch of a paw on his backside and the warm breath just underneath his tail. Doug’s tongue lapped over his tailhole, doing so slowly at first before repeatedly lapping over the rim, getting it warm and wet with his saliva. Dimitri 3 moaned out from the light rimming, his sheath swelling from the length slipping out. 

Dimitri 2 and Dimitri 1 watched on, both jealous and aroused, their cocks also slipping from their sheaths. With nothing to do but wait for their turn to join in, they teased themselves while keeping their eyes on the developing scene before them. 

Doug’s thick tongue had made its way inside of the soft hole, stretching and lubing it with dutiful licks. Dimitri 3 shuddered as he felt the pleasure getting stronger. The heat and wetness clung to his walls, getting him to make more noise. But the attic was practically soundproof, being the perfect place to do something like this. 

The tongue pulled out and Doug eased up to mount his son, pressing his girthy cock to the soft hole. With a single motion forwards, the much bigger dalmatian shoved himself inside with a bit of roughness. It was supposed to be a form of punishment after all. Being the scrappy kind of pup he was, Dimitri 3 was able to take it, but still gave a groan from his hole being spread further and quickly filled up. 

“You’ve been a bad boy, and bad boys get the rod,” Doug teased in a dirty tone. No sooner was he humping hard into his son’s tight hole, pumping his dick in and out of the wet tightness. It reached in deep with every ram inside and Dimitri 3 was still in a mix of enjoying and enduring. Above him, Doug chuckled as he felt the firm squeezes on his shaft. Along with stuffing the hole full, he hit all the sensitive spots and put lots of pressure down on the pup’s prostate, getting Dimitri 3’s cock to twitch hard and drip heavily on the attic floor, becoming even more and more as the hard rutting went on. 

The purpose of the punishment wasn’t necessarily about pleasure, at least not much on The Dimitri’s end. 3 was holding on as best he could but was soon undone but another hard press to his prostate. 

“D-Dammit!” he groaned in defeat, shaking as he came hard, shooting ropes of his cum across the attic floorboards. 

“Oi!” Dimitri 2 groaned, some of it getting on his paw. Dimitri 1 started to laugh but was groaning as well from the spunk being smeared over his open muzzle. Before the two of them would start fighting their attention was back on Dimitri 3, who gave a long winded moan and grunt from his father’s cock being pulled free from his stretched tailhole. 

“Next!” Doug barked and Dimitri 2 shoved his brother forwards. He scowled back at him while assuming the position. As per the terms of the punishment, if even one of them could outlast their father, they could be the one to top him. On the surface it seemed rather simple, with it being three of them against just him. But even the first time they quickly learned that Doug had a lot of stamina, even when quickly and roughly fucking a tight hole. 

Now it was Dimitri 1’s turn, having his hole licked first on the outside before the tongue eased its way inside, being rather quick in slathering the walls in saliva and stretching the passage in preparation for more, being up to a certain point to not make things too easy for the mischievous triplet. When the rimming was over, Doug was quick to mount and shove his cock all the way in until the knot was pressed firmly to the rim, being just shy of stretching it even wider. 

“Fuck!” Dimitri 1 cried out, having felt the discomfort from the sudden penetration. He planted his paws firmly to keep himself up, being rocked back and forth by the thrusts that started out strong. 

“Language,” Doug said though his tone was amused. 

“Don’t mess this up!” Dimitri 2 hissed to his mounted sibling. This was another chance for them to beat their father and be the ones to be on top instead. There was something hot about watching his triplet being pounded but he was more interested in getting one over on the older dalmatian. 

“S-Shut up! I’m trying to focus!” Dimitri 1 barked, holding his body steady while trying to ride out the strong ruts that filled his entire ass with each forward push. It was even harder than the first time. He tried squeezed down on the shaft to increase the pleasure. A low moan came from Doug but the move was double edged, with even more pressure being put down on his prostate, getting his body to shudder hard. 

“It’s gonna take more than that, son,” Doug teased before lurching his hips forward, stuffing his groaning son full of cock. At the very least Dimitri 1 could feel the dribbles of precum being streaked along his hole. That gave him hope that he could do this. Despite the pulses of his shaft were only getting harder and the pleasure rapidly climbing, Dimitri 1 made the attempt to outdo his dad. 

Doug’s grunts continued as he powered through the clenching walls, keeping his cock rocking back and forth with force, touching his tip to the hole’s very end. Every time this happened Dimitri 1 groaned and gasped, clearly holding back the feeling that was building up within him. 

“Augh! I can’t take it anymore!” Dimitri 1 whined in defeat as he embraced the rush of his climax, adding his ropes of cum to the load that streaked the dusty floor boards before. Now two Dimitris were down for the count and there was only one left while Doug was still left standing, pulling out while the first Dimitri collapsed alongside the first third one. 

“Guess that just leaves you and me,” Doug said, his eyes now on Dimitri 2. The remaining triplet gulped but held onto hope that he could hold out and be the one of top. Even if their dad had incredible stamina, the first two rounds with Dimitris 3 & 1 had to have worn him out. All he had to do was capitalize on that. 

So he assumed the position as well and tried his best to ignore the pleasure that came just from the outside licking alone. Then when it pushed its way in, Dimitri 2 had to stifle the moan that was just short of rising out of him. The eyes of his brothers were on him and he was determined to be the one to get their dad to eat his words. Deep breaths were taken during the rimming, still trying to ignore the pleasure that flared up. He knew that the tongue tip grazing over his prostate was on purpose. The licking same came to an end but Dimitri 2 knew that was just the start of it. 

Doug mounted him, giving the touch of tip and hole before pushing it all inside until the knot touched. Holding firm himself, Dimitri 2 started out by squeezing his hole some, maintaining a tighter grip for Doug to thrust against. It seemed that the previous rounds had taken a toll on the older dalmatian, who was already grunting at the start of the thrusting. Dimitri 2 smirked but knew better than to get ahead of himself, still taking deep and steady breaths to pace himself, enduring every jab of the tip into his depths. 

Beneath the younger canine, his cock was fully hard and dripping already from the repeated pressure put down on his prostate. Just as he was playing to his strengths, Doug was doing the same, hitting the right spots while thrusting roughly. All the same, Dimitri 2 still kept it up, increasing the pressure just a bit. Doug shuddered and he could feel some hot precum dribbling inside of him. 

The two of them kept it up, striking at each other’s “weak spots” by Doug giving plenty of attention and other sweet spots within his son’s ass while Dimitri 2 was changing up the tightness of his hole in a whim, keeping it all new and unexpected for Doug. Though his plan seemed to be working that didn’t mean it was free and easy for the pup. In fact he was struggling to keep it together and last as long as his siblings did. 

With it seeming like time was running out, Dimitri 2 came up with a new strategy, waiting for the next thrust to come. Instead of squeezing his ass tighter, he instead pushed his body back against Doug, allowing the cock to slam into his hole even harder and deeper than usual. Even Doug seemed caught off guard by this, having broken his pace for a moment before chucking, but he said nothing. Dimitri 2 felt more weight being put down on him but more importantly, he could feel the throbs of his dad’s cock. More pre was being spurt inside of him and the shaft was starting to pulse hard than before. Feeling a rise of hope, Dimitri 2 went fully in with pushing his body back in time with every incoming thrust, doing so with the same amount of power the bigger canine was putting in. 

The both of them were moaning louder and the smacks of their bodies meeting in such a way was a new noise to fill the attic. Though tuckered out, the other Dimitris were looking out and were also hopeful that their brother could pull it off. 

In addition to the added weight, Doug began thrusting with even more vigor, showing what he could really do. Dimitri 2 yelped from the added stretching and touching of spots he didn’t know he had. But the pup wasn’t giving up, still shoving his ass back to meet the even harder thrusts, fighting hard against the strong sense of pleasure and pulsing between his hindlegs. He could lose control at any second but his goal was just getting Doug to cum first. 

“How are you holding up, son?” Doug teased, wrapping his forelegs around the pup for a better hold. He was honestly impressed with Dimitri 2’s efforts. But he wasn’t one to give up so easily either. Though he felt the rise of his climax and the stronger pulsing of his cock, the elder dalmatian didn’t let up. 

“Mmph! I’m...gonna...win this!!” Dimitri 2 proclaimed. He knew that this was it. There was no more that he could withstand. So in a last ditch effort, Dimitri 2 threw himself back with full force. He met the extra strong hump given by Doug but what the two of them didn’t expect was the added stretching and wet pop of the fat knot lodging itself inside, being almost too much for the younger canine to take. 

“Aaugh!!” Dimitri 2 cried out, shooting his held back load all over the floor, feeling the hope drain out him the same way his seed drained from his balls. Adding insult to injury was Doug shuddering and panting as he finally came, pumping hot ropes of his seed inside of Dimitri 2, the knot keeping the fluid sealed firmly inside. 

“Hoo... Hehe. Maybe you’ll get it next time. Good effort, boys. Now, you know the deal,” Doug said, feeling rather proud of himself. The Dimitrio Trio groaned but had to admit defeat yet again. 

In time they all left the attic. The Dimitrio looked sulky and their walking funny gave an idea of them receiving a spanking as punishment. Even if The Dimitris were in the mood to speak, they wouldn’t have revealed the truth, leaving the family to wonder how Doug managed to keep them in line. 
