The following story was inspired and is based upon the following image created by the user Lykanthrope on FurAffinty: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/4720690/ (NSFW)
            After talking with Lykanthrope, I was able to secure permission to write out the following story, fleshing out the characters into the names, personalities and attitudes with which they are portrayed. Subsequently, Lykanthrope allowed me to adopt the characters as my own, allowing for further development and evolution as I see fit, always giving credit as to their origin to Lykanthrope.
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DISCLAIMER: This story contains acts of a homosexual nature between willing anthropomorphic males, one of which is legally underage and under the responsibility of the two older participants. If you have no problem with these elements, read on. If you do not like these elements, turn back and seek something more suited to your tastes.

-His Father's Army Buddies-
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PART 2

            "You're sure?"
            "I'm positive."
            Clay didn't seem convinced. Al had had a hard time just actually getting the tiger to believe he wasn't pulling a fast one on him. But then again, it was hard to deny the evidence. Not to mention, Al would never make a prank that involved Kevin like this.
            "I just...I still have a hard time just wrapping my mind around it, Al. I think back on it and it just feels like one of my usual dreams about Sam. A damn good dream, yeah, but still..."
            "Heh, I'll say." The cougar smirked. They both sat on the flatbed of Clay's pickup, half-empty Styrofoam cups between them. The coffee within was lukewarm at best by then. Al took a drag of his cigarette, puffing the smoke out his nostrils before releasing the rest in a broad grin at Clay. "Ya damn near choked the kid when ya finished."
            Clay grunted. In any other situation, he'd have a bragging grin on his face. But at that moment, he simply flicked ash off his own cigarette before bringing it up for a drag, looking troubled. Al snorted, butting his own cigarette out on the sole of his boot before flicking it out into the darkened airfield. The floodlights around the place were slowly starting to come on as daylight waned.
            "Christ, you didn't kill the kid or anything, stop looking like that. If what I saw was any clue, he fucking loved it. Well, when he wasn't looking like he expected a SWAT team to burst in at any minute." The cougar smirked, ignoring Clay's wry look at him. Clay faced him with a serious look on his face, yet there was a hint of a smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth.
            "There's nothing funny about this, Al."
            "Bullshit. There's plenty, and you know it." Al grunted, jabbing a finger in Clay's direction. "I don't see the point in trying to act otherwise."
            Clay snorted, taking his coffee and looking out over the airfield as he sipped, trying to straighten out his thoughts. Al let him have his silence for a while, quietly staring out at the field as well. Before long he let out a sigh, turning to look at Clay as the tiger's cigarette smoke curled lazily between them.
            "Look, he wants this. There's no way you can deny it after what he did. He wants this, you want this, and I want this. So what's the big problem?" Al asked, picking up his cup and draining off its contents in a few gulps. He crumpled the container and dropped it in the box that had held the sandwiches and coffee they'd had delivered.
            Clay reached up and scratched at his fiery orange hair like he always did when he felt uncertain. He took a breath and sighed.
            "I don't know. I mean, yeah, I see your point, and... you're right, but... well, he's just..."
            "Sam's kid?" Al finished for him, arching an eyebrow.
            "I was going to say he's -just- a kid." Clay grumbled with slight annoyance. He then sighed and relented. "But... yeah. What would Sam say?"
            Al snorted, rolling his eyes. "Please. Sam -knows- us. Ever since day one, Bosnia and everything after that. He left Kevin with us despite all that, and now Kevin's gotten to be old enough to make his own decisions. I mean, he already is, obviously...whether you were ready to realize that or not." Al remarked, picking up the cigarette carton and tapping one out. A practiced flick of the lighter in his shielding hands and seconds later he was exhaling another cloud into the cooling evening air.
            "How Dr. Phil of you to point it out." Clay grumbled, pulling out another cigarette as well. Al just smirked and offered up his lighter, but Clay opted for switching his cigarettes around, lighting the new one with the smolder of the old dying one.
            Al shrugged, and then snorted. "Whatever." He let out his own huff of smoke as he leaned back, turning to Clay. "Look, I've been with you since day one. I've seen you rob the cradle with enough bitches and boys to know that Kevin's age isn't the issue here, nor is it about what Sam would think or say. What's eating you up is the same reason for why you left Kevin with that sore throat he had all weekend. At that moment, you thought he was Sam. And you -fucked- him like he was Sam." Al pointed out. He took a drag, letting it out through his nostrils evenly while Clay remained silent, his elbow resting on his drawn up knee.
            "But there's really nothing wrong with that. You weren't fully conscious or sober then. Not your fault. But, now you're beating yourself up because you think that if you pound that cute red and white bottom of his a whole 'nother shade redder, you're doing it just to relive with him what we did with his dad. And, honestly, that's just bullshit."
            Clay had to turn and stare at Al, the tiger unable to hide his surprise. The cougar grinned at him, knowing. He glanced down at his cigarette, flicking ash off the tip as he remained pensive for a moment. Looking back up at Al, he brought up his cigarette for a short puff before grunting at the cougar.
            "How do you figure that?" He asked, his stare curious.
            "Because I've been your friend for over twenty years, you dickhead." Al grunted, punching the tiger on the arm. Clay growled and Al just laughed. "AND, because I've thought about it myself, as well." He grinned. Clay rolled his eyes, finally allowing himself a chuckle as he shook his head.
            "Well, that's no surprise." The tiger conceded.
            "Ah, so you DO know me as well!" Al chuckled. "I mean, c'mon, do you know how many times its been just me and Kevin showering at the gym? Place deserted and Brock locking up while we're still there? I know he thinks I can't smell him, but I do, and fuck if that boy doesn't smell like he's screaming for me to just pin him to those tiles and fuck him cross-eyed. You know Brock wouldn't care. Hell, he'd probably join me, we've fucked around in the gym plenty enough in the past, and Kevin wouldn't be the first young ass we've shared in that locker room."
            Clay chuckled despite himself, looking uncomfortably aroused as he smirked. "Christ, Al."
            "Look who's talking. Same guy that wanted to bend the sandwich store delivery boy over his desk and show him what it's like to get a tip... followed by the whole eight inches behind it. Shit, and you just got blown on the weekend! I'm the one that hasn't had any in two weeks, you know?" Al grunted. He leaned back on one arm, resting his other arm on his knee just like Clay as he kept talking.
            "But anyway, what I was getting at is, sure, Kevin is Sam's kid. And he looks a damn lot like Sam, no shit. You and I, we both loved Sam a damn lot, and I know he loved us too. We tried our best to keep him with us...but...well, that's not what he wanted. He got to have his family...got to have Kevin. And now Kevin, that boy...that boy wants us." Al said, pausing to exhale another cloud of smoke before going on.
            "Back when I first realized that...y'know, when he was 16 and he'd started with the staring and shit... I stopped to think about it. And, I mean, sure, I'd be lying if I said that I didn't realize it would probably feel just a little like I was fucking a young Sam. Or how hot I think that thought is in itself. But I also realized, Kevin is Kevin. He's a completely different person than Sam. That Kevin is someone I'd like just as damn much if I knew him and he wasn't Sam's son. And I'm sure that you feel the same way too, if you stop and think about it. So you see, him looking like Sam isn't -the- reason why I want to fuck him. It's simply a -part- of the -many- reasons why I want to show him a good time." Al said, and then turned to Clay, smirking.
            "Just consider it a lucky, filthy little perk. You know you've had plenty of those before. And, I mean, come on. If he was just this hot little stranger in the bar, can you honestly say you wouldn't have charmed the pants off him and taken him home the same night you met him?"
            "In a fucking heartbeat." Clay grunted, taking a deep breath and letting it out smoothly at the thought, his fingers flexing as they gripped his knee. Al chuckled.
            "Ah, there, see? Even from here I can see little Clay likes the thought." Al grinned, giving Clay's thigh a poke as the tiger's pants tightened visibly. Clay just snorted and chuckled back.
            "So, if you're so eager to pound him as a stranger you don't care for, don't you think it's only fair that we give him that same chance as the kid we care so much about? I mean, we've never forced anybody, every single person we picked up chose to come into our beds of their own free will. I think Kevin deserves to at least have a similar choice offered to him."
            "Hmm." Clay just grunted, picking up his coffee cup. He looked a lot less conflicted, yet he remained thoughtful as he emptied his drink, tossing the empty cup with the rest of the trash in the delivery box. His cigarette's cherry glowed bright as he took the remaining few puffs before musing out at Al.
            "You know, still, I have to wonder. He's a good-looking kid, smart as hell. If he's this riled up and horny, why isn't he just hooking up at school? Can't be all that hard to pick up someone his age, and the house is empty often enough. It's just...uh...unexpected. That he'd be going after guys like us." Clay rumbled, scratching behind his neck.
            Al leaned back, narrowing his eyes. "You saying there's something wrong with guys like us?" He rumbled, affecting indignation. Clay chuckled, giving a light shrug.
            "Guys like -you-, maybe. I mean, I don't blame him for going for me first, eh? You're kiiinda..." Clay teased, his hand making the so-so motion, then laughing as he blocked at Al's punches to his arm.
            "Yeah, yeah, rub it in, half-breed. Just for that, I'm calling dibs on his ass." Al growled, smirking. Clay fended off one last punch before the cougar leaned away, chuckling. The tiger glanced at Al, arching an eyebrow and rumbling.
            "Really now?"
            "Well, you got his mouth first, didn't you?" Al grinned. He leaned back, letting his eyes wander over stray fireflies starting to dot the brush scattered at the edges of the field. Clay let out a small sigh, nodding.
            "Yeah. I did."
            Al thumped his tail against Clay's calf. "Give it up, Clay. You know you've had plenty of guys Kevin's age after you, and you rutted each and every one of them. If Kevin likes us, then we're just giving him what he wants. And if he just likes older guys..." Al shrugged. "Think of it this way. You know he wants the cock. Badly. Right now he wants it from us, but if he can't get it from us, what's going to stop him from looking for it out there? Would you rather have him hooking up with guys our age out there? You know how -we- are, and I think you know what other folks out -there- are like." He grunted, jerking his thumb in the direction of the town behind them.
            "Personally, I couldn't be happier if Kevin can get what he wants from us." Al remarked, looking up at the evening sky. "He'd be safe."
            Clay was thoughtful for a long while, looking up at the emerging stars along with Al. Finally, he grunted, shoulders slumping in resignation. Though, as he turned to Al, it was hard not to notice the cautious excitement in his eyes.
            "It's going to be one awkward night, you know?" he sighed, slightly amused.
            "The start of it, anyway." Al grinned, lighting himself another cigarette. He took a drag, pausing for a moment before blowing the smoke in front of him. He turned to Clay with a predatory grin on his face. "First times always are, aren't they?"
            The tiger stared at the cougar for a few seconds. Slowly, his lips curled up into an equally matching grin, and he replied, nodding pleasantly as he rumbled his reply.
            "Why... yes, yes they are."
            *-*-*-*
            Kevin stretched luxuriously, tongue curling as he yawned lazily, sprawling out in the middle of the couch after dinner. He felt quite content. Dinner had turned out delicious, a fact he was extra proud of for having prepared it alongside with Clay. The marinated steak had broiled thick, tender and juicy, and the mashed potatoes were a fluffy, buttery delight. A crisp green salad provided a nice counterpoint to all that fat and cholesterol, and for once Al had tucked into his meal without abusing the "healthy" part of it to make up for the rest of the sinful delight that loaded his plate. A definite sign that the cougar was in a good mood. The cold beers that went along with dinner were definitely an appreciated touch.
            Even with the AC working again, the chilly can felt good in his hand as he sipped. A great start to the three-day weekend that was just coming up. Kevin smirked as he flicked through channels on the TV. He'd probably get to enjoy a third can of beer if he could get a good enough movie on the tube for Clay and Al to join in for with him. Even though it wasn't a Friday, it was pretty likely they'd break out their booze stash as well. Then again, they tended to cut down on their consumption if they'd gotten smashed recently, as was the case with the past weekend. He took another sip of his beer, rolling his tongue around after swallowing, smacking his lips. Interesting how such a flavor could grow on one, considering beer isn't exactly all that naturally appealing in flavor. Kind of like...
            Kevin felt his face grow a bit hot at the memory. Grateful that Al was busy with the dishes while Clay tinkered with some thing or another in his room, the fox quietly adjusted himself in his shorts. He'd taken to wearing tight underwear and loose shorts, angling his dick so it was better contained and less noticeable. As natural as teenage boners were, he couldn't help being a bit irritated at their annoying frequency in his case. He was glad this setup made them less of a worry for himself.
            The sounds in the kitchen ceasing, Kevin turned his head, taking another sip from his beer as Al walked in, his face, hair and parts of his torso looking damp. The cougar came to stand next to the couch, twisting his torso this way and that as he popped his back, letting out a pleased growl. Kevin kept a well-practiced straight face on as he observed the muscles under that tawny pelt shift and bulge, Al's build beautifully balanced for strength and flexibility. He chuckled, passing off his ogling as taking note of the dampness on Al's torso.
            "Having a hard time keeping that faucet in line, uncle?" he grinned.
            "Flow regulator was clogged, so I took it off. Forgot how good our water pressure is." Al chuckled, running a hand through his wet hair. "Still, felt good. I actually dunked my head under the stream when I finished."
            The cougar parked himself on the arm of the couch, glancing idly at the TV as he combed his fingers through his damp fur.
            "I think I'm gonna look into switching our AC maintenance people. Damn unit is supposed to be fixed but it don't feel anywhere near as cool as it should at this temperature setting. I should feel this hot when I'm fucking, not standing in my own living room." The cougar grinned, despite the grumble in his voice.
            Kevin just gave his usual casual chuckle, lifting up his beer. "Yeah, I think things have been feeling hotter than usual." The fox agreed, turning his attention back to the TV. "But, if anything, it makes a cold beer feel even better."
            Al grunted and got up, crossing in front of Kevin to turn on another fan, then padding around behind the couch towards the kitchen.
            "I think I'm gonna get a few cold ones myself. Anything good on for tonight?"
            "Uh...not particularly..." Kevin stretched out the words as he went over the channel lists and schedules in the cable menu, looking for anything appealing. "They're showing that new League of Canids movie on channel six in about half an hour, but other than that... not much else good on until later. There's a few horror flicks on around eleven on FearNet. And there's a good B-movie on SyFy as well...oxymoronic as that statement is."
            Clay's deep chuckle from the base of the stairs told the fox the big tiger had caught that last part as he came down. Kevin always marveled at how quietly Clay could move for someone his size. The tiger's voice floated over as he joined Al in the kitchen.
            "You know, I still say B-movie producers can eat a dick." The big tiger grumbled. "How can you -not- know that you're wasting so much money on flops that are obvious from the very first read of the script? Hell, from the first read of the -premise-!"
            "Beats me." Al remarked. "I guess flops exist just because they can. It's a big industry and everybody wants to have a crack at making a feature, even if they suck. At least it's a job for a lot of folks."
            "And they're great fun for us to rip on!" Kevin called out.
            "Mystery Science Cinema 3000 could not exist without the B-movie." Al stated sagely.
            "Ok, now THAT is a good reason for B-movies to exist." Clay rumbled, the sound of a beer can tab popping following after. Kevin could hear the two start moving towards the living room. They entered the room a second later, both felines shirtless and in shorts, reveling in the air conditioning.
            "Well, that and token female actresses with big boobs, a great ass and no acting skills." Al chuckled. "You get an eyeful and a laugh, all in one!"
            "Sounds like your kind of taste in chicks, alright..." Clay gruffed as he grinned, sitting down one end of the couch. He plunked a small cooler packed with ice and beer cans on the floor next to the coffee table. Al came around behind the couch on the other side, dropping himself onto the cushion on the free side next to Kevin, jostling the young fox a bit as he was sandwiched between the two big cats.
            Kevin chuckled, shifting about along with the cats as everyone settled in, keeping his beer aloft to keep it from getting bumped. "Ow, wow Al! Are you just gonna sit there and take that?" the fox grinned.
            "Drink your beer and shush, boy." Clay rumbled, smirking as he sipped his own drink. Kevin grinned at Clay while Al relieved him of the remote, checking through more of the channel list as the fox tipped back his drink, draining his can.
            "Hey, as long as she's got the boobs and ass, what do I care if she can't act? Even better! That way you KNOW she ain't faking with you." The cougar grinned
            The fox smirked, rattling the empty can before setting it down. He glanced at the beer cooler, and then looked back at Al, putting on a villainous face as he stroked an imaginary goatee under his chin. "Ah, right! I imagine you'd be tired of that happening to you when bangin'...ack!"
            Kevin found himself put in a headlock as Clay effortlessly slipped the arm he'd had draped over the back of the couch behind Kevin about the fox's neck, pinning the boy against his solid torso as he took a casual sip of his own beer. He chuckled as he cast a glance down at the squirming fox, Kevin struggling and grinning up at him at the same time.
            "Boy, you are barking up the wrong tree if you think that'll get you another beer to keep you quiet. It's too soon after the last one." Clay chuckled, his playful grip an iron hold that Kevin couldn't break, even though the fox wasn't really trying. Al smirked as he took advantage of the opportunity, poking at Kevin's exposed midsection.
            "Nice one, kid. Don't think you'll get off scot-free from it, though...." The cougar grinned.
            Kevin groaned, laughing in between trying to struggle out of Clay's hold, and now trying to fend off Al's tickling pokes.
            "Aw, guys! C'mon! Heh, no fair! It'll keep me quiet! Three beers won't get me drunk! C'mon, I can handle it!" the fox chuckled.
            Clay and Al snickered, the two casting each other a brief glance before Clay grinned down at Kevin. Al flicked to a different channel on the TV.
            "Oh, we're sure you can, Kev, just not tonight." Clay chuckled, a bass rumble against Kevin's pinned form as he fuzzed the teen's hair playfully before releasing him from his hold. The fox laughed as he sat up right, chest heaving as he caught his breath. He cocked his head at Clay as he smoothed his fur back into place.
            "But it's pretty much the weekend tomorrow! You've let me get buzzed with you guys before, plenty of times! What's different about it now?"
            Kevin looked from Clay to Al as they exchanged another look, Al lowering the volume on the TV as Clay shifted his position, sitting closer to Kevin and encircling him with his arm draping over the back of the couch, letting his fingers dangle against Kevin's other shoulder. The tiger cleared his throat gently, looking down at the fox. There was no mistaking the slight nervousness in his voice as he spoke.
            "Well... there's something we need to talk to you about. I, um...well, actually, Al's the one that... he, um..."
            "I saw you suck his dick while he slept last weekend." Al said bluntly, his face deadpan towards Kevin. His voice was steady and even, far from loud, but the words seemed to echo through the silence than ensued.
            Kevin felt like his brain had stopped working. He opened and closed his mouth silently, a half-grin still somehow plastered on his face, as he looked from Al to Clay and back, mouthing silently until he produced words again.
            "Wh-what? Huh? No. What? No, you... you can't be-- can't be seri..." Kevin stuttered. A slight chuckle was still in his voice as he felt his body growing numb with dread.
            "Well... he is, Kevin. He is." Clay replied, slowly losing his nervousness as he looked down at the fox, the ice around the issue finally broken. "Al woke up last weekend, and he saw you. He didn't say anything then, or until now, because, well... we had to do some thinking."
            Kevin felt a cold knotted lump growing in his stomach. He swallowed, his mouth feeling very dry, the leftover taste of beer bitter on his tongue. The room suddenly felt too hot. His chest started to rise and fall quickly in short, shallow breaths. Clay's arm draped so near around him felt suddenly terrifying. He looked from Clay to Al, and then stared blankly at the coffee table, his stomach feeling like he would lose his dinner at any moment. Behind him, Clay glowered at a sheepish-looking Al for a moment before gently placing his hand on Kevin's shoulder, giving it a comforting squeeze.
            "I'm not angry, Kevin, calm down. I know talking about it like this isn't easy for anyone, and it is a bit of a shocking situation. But above anything, we want you to know that we're not angry with you, or sad or disappointed or any other negative thing you might be thinking we're feeling right now." Clay said gently, leaning closer and sliding his arm to hug around the stiff fox. Al shuffled himself closer as well and put his other arm around the boy as well, giving him a friendly shake.
            "That's right, kiddo. Can't say I wasn't surprised with what you did, but I'm impressed that you took a chance. Takes a lot of balls to actually do something like that."
            Kevin shuddered, his breaths coming faster and faster until he just blubbered out. "I'm sorry! I'm so, so sorry!" His voice cracking as he sniffed and wiped at his watering eyes. Al looked even more sheepishly at Clay as the tiger comforted the fox, the cougar swiping up some napkins from the coffee table and handing them to the fox.
            "Shh, hey... it's ok, it's alright. You're not in any trouble, calm down. If you need to let it out, then let it out, son. We gave you a big scare, its natural. Just let it all out and you'll feel better." Clay rumbled as he rubbed over Kevin's back. The fox shook under his touch as he hid his muzzle in the napkins. Tears ran freely down his cheeks as he sat there, still trying to apologize in between sobs.
            The two big cats held the fox for several long, slow minutes. Finally, the tears stopped flowing, Kevin's breathing slowly going back to normal as the fox calmed down. He blew his nose a few times, then took a deep breath, letting it out with a small shudder as he finally trusted himself enough to speak without having his voice crack.
            "I'm just... I'm so sorry. I feel like such a tool. So bad, and embarrassing. I don't... I don't even know what to say." Kevin sniffled, a sheepish smile on his face even while feeling barely able to look either of the big felines in the eye.
            "Well, you don't need to say anything if you can't, Kev." Al said, gentle smile on his face as he gave the fox's shoulder a squeeze. "But I can tell you right now, we're willing to talk about this. About anything, really. Anything at all. You don't need to feel scared or ashamed. Clay and I have been around the block a few times, and believe me, there's very little that we can't relate to."
            Kevin still sniffled a bit, letting out a small, shaky sigh as he ran his hand through his hair. He rested his elbows on his knee and held his forehead, taking a few deep breaths as he tried to get his thoughts settled. He had been fucking terrified, but now he was having a little trouble with the rush of adrenaline his fear had brought on. He felt a strange sort of giddiness washing over him as his mentors comforted him, his world no longer crumbling down around him. Talking continued to feel difficult, but he knew he had to get over it; otherwise they'd never get anywhere. He took a deep breath, and then let it out, slowly straightening up as he turned to look at Al.
            "I... I just." He couldn't hold Al's gaze for more than a second, so instead he turned his gaze down to the coffee table as he spoke. "Even if you say you're not angry, I just... I feel bad. Really bad. Thinking about it now, I mean. Just... I shouldn't have done that. It was wrong." Kevin admitted, unable to look at Clay, even with the tiger sitting so close next to him. He took a breath, and then let it out before he spoke in a steady voice. "I'm sorry for taking advantage of you like that, Uncle Clay."
            The boy felt the tiger's voice even more than he heard it, a rumble that went through his body as Clay spoke.
            "Kevin, please look at me."
            The fox really didn't want to face his uncle like that so soon. He still felt so much shame burning in his face, threatening to spill out in another hot rush of tears. But still, he turned and looked up at the tiger. He owed it to him.
            Clay's watering eyes surprised him as much as the gentle touch under his chin. The tiger held his gaze as he spoke in the most soothing voice the fox had ever heard him use.
            "I've already forgiven you, kiddo. I forgave you the moment I found out. And if that's not enough, I'll say it to you again right here: I forgive you."
            The tightness that had been compressing at his insides eased away like melting snow. Kevin couldn't remember the last time he'd hugged Clay so tightly, nor had his hug as fiercely returned. It made breathing a little hard, but the fox didn't care. All that mattered to him at that moment was the warm assurance wrapped tight around him. That he had not lost his uncle.
            It seemed like ages later to Kevin when they finally loosened their embrace, the fox pulling out of the hug and rubbing moistness out of his eyes. He wiped at his nose with the back of his arm, and finally allowed himself a small smile as he looked at Clay. The tiger smiled back warmly, nodding and giving his shoulder a squeeze.
            The solid clonk of a pair of knuckles thwacking him on the back of the head was something Kevin did not expect.
            "OW!" Clutching at the back of his head, the fox winced as he turned, gawking in surprise at Al. The cougar rubbed at his knuckles with a smug look on his face. Before Clay could say anything, the tawny feline flashed them both a calm grin.
            "And now I've forgiven him too." The cougar smiled.
            "Ow, geez uncle! What the hell?" Kevin frowned at Al.
            Clay looked annoyed. "Al..."
            "Hey now, don't get me wrong. We both forgive the kid, I'm not gonna hold a grudge or anything..." Al defended himself, holding up a hand to Clay. He then moved, looking Kevin in the eye as he got face to face with him. "But I don't ever want to find out about you doing something that boneheaded again. Don't ever do anything to anyone if they're unable to agree or disagree."
            Kevin could only stare at Al in surprise, processing the cougar's words. Al placed his hand on the fox's shoulder, looking at him earnestly.
            "This is important, Kev. You can get into some of the worst trouble if you're not careful when it comes to consent, and I don't want anything like that to happen to you. You understand me, yes?" Al said in a serious tone.
            Kevin nodded, taking a gulp. "Yes, uncle. I won't forget. Won't happen again."
            Al visibly relaxed, letting himself crack a smile. "Good. I know it can be really hard sometimes, but I don't want any wrenches thrown into your works. Not with all the fun you've got waiting ahead of you, kid." The cougar grinned, ruffling at the teen's head teasingly. Kevin, let out a chuckle, trying to fend away the ruffling with a laugh.
            "Heh, uncle! Hey!" Kevin grinned, squirming and struggling to hold Al's hands from his hair.
            "Oh? Oh what's this? A resisting fox?" Al grinned deviously as he poked and prodded at Kevin's sides, starting to tickle. "Hey Clay, how about a hand? I think I need to teach someone a lesson about resisting ruffles just after getting out of hot water!"
            Clay's humorous chuckle sounded out behind Kevin. The big tiger wrapped both his arms around the lean fox's midsection and tugged him back, causing the fox to yelp in surprise as he found himself off balance, forced to lie back against the tiger's rumbling chest. His eyes bugged out as he felt himself being tickled, unable to process or do anything beyond squirm and squeal out with laughter. Al went at it without mercy, and Clay joined in as much as he could. The two big guys laughed as they tickled the fox until he was begging for mercy and squirming non-stop. They both let up after a few minutes, leaving Kevin panting for breath. Clay still held him in his arms, the two big cats grinning and chuckling around him as he recovered. Al lifted up Kevin's legs and scooted to sit under them, resting them on his lap and leaving the fox effectively prone between the two big males. Kevin looked from one to the other with disbelief, a grin plastered on his face as tickling tremors kept tingling through his body, making him giggle despite himself.
            "Wh-what WAS that? What the hehe...I mean, what the hell? You guys?" He exclaimed, almost breathless, an unbelieving smile on his face despite himself.
            "I'd say it was a lousy example of asking for consent, if you ask me..." Clay chuckled, shaking the fox playfully against his chest. Kevin chuckled, grinning even as part of his mind still went over the seriousness of Al's words. The cougar punched the tiger's shoulder, snorting.
            "Smart aleck. Can't go getting consent for absolutely -everything-. Life would be boring like that. But, I'm sure Kevin has grasped the lesson. Or do I need to hammer it in a little more?" Al grinned, lifting up a knuckled fist with a cheeky grin.
            "You're crazy. The both of you. Completely fucking nuts!" Kevin laughed, shaking his head in disbelief, but visibly relaxing against them both, unable to do anything else.
            "What, -now- you realize it?" Al joked. He shook his head, then smirked as he patted Kevin's thigh. "I know this... I mean, ALL of this...is not something that's easy to talk about. But it's out in the open now, so we might as well just go on and talk. Like we said before, we're not angry or upset... maybe a little curious and horny, but definitely not upset." Al smiled gently, giving Kevin's thigh another pat and winking.
            "Yes, Al, thank you." Clay rumbled pointedly, fixing the forward cougar with a look that make Al grin back at him sheepishly, shrugging his shoulders. Clay snorted lightly, rolling his eyes at the cougar, but still nodding his head in agreement as he moved a big palm to rub over Kevin's chest comfortingly. The fox twitched his ears in curiosity, looking back and forth between the two with his hands folded over his stomach. Clay sighed.
            "If anything, I guess we do have to talk about all this. I can't say that what you did was the most recommendable course of action you could have taken, but I can't exactly fault you for it too much either. You're not a child, and I don't think Al and I have ever treated you much like one so far either. I see you as an intelligent young man who has a lot of questions and desires, and simply found himself driven to do something about it." Clay rumbled, the fox giving a few silent nods as the tiger talked and held him.
            Now it was Al who rolled his eyes. "Oh for Christ's sakes, Clay, loosen up. You're not a high-school counselor, you know?" the cougar snorted, looking at Clay wryly. Both tiger and fox stared at him in surprise, the cougar shrugging and chuckling. "Look, you're right, he's not a child. And we're not parents or officers or after-school special hosts for that matter. We're the two guys your dad appointed to take care of you, and I -think- we're your friends, right?" Al smiled, looking at Kevin.
            "Well, yeah... I mean, you two... you've been like my best friends, yeah." Kevin smiled, shyly.
            "So what's with all the stiffness? We've all talked about wild and weird shit before, and, I mean, come on. Risks? Sex? We talk about sex all the goddamned time, like the dudes that we are, and we all laugh about it and enjoy it." Al grinned, drumming his palms over Kevin's legs. "Right?"
            "Well, it's one thing to talk about our individual sexcapades as anecdotes, and another to discuss a sensitive subject like this. Its different, Al." Clay grunted, sounding irked.
            "It's only different if you make it different, Clay. I know you like being all diplomatic and tactful about shit, but honestly, I doubt WE, us three, need all that. Save it for the fat-ass customers that want to jump but can't even fit into the harness. This is Kevin we're talking about here." Al grunted, pointing at the fox, and then looking down at him.
            "I mean, come on Kev, you don't need to be pulling all this shy shit. You left that behind way before your last birthday. Nobody's angry, you didn't do anything unforgivable. You're still our fox, and we're still your two big dumbass uncles that hit on nuns on the way to work. So you got all hot and curious and sucked Clay off without asking first. In this case? No big deal.  He really enjoyed that, you know?"
            "Albert..." Clay growled testily.
            "Well, -didn't- you?" the cougar countered.
            Clay huffed, sighing in slight exasperation as he held the bridge of his nose with two fingers. Kevin shifted about nervously between the two, gulping nervously, though Al kept patting his leg reassuringly. After a few moments, Clay sighed again, shoulders slumping as he relented.
            "Yes." He grunted. "At the risk of undermining the point we made before...yes, I did."
            "A lot, right?" Al grinned.
            "Yes, a lot! Jesus H. Christ, Al! Are you trying to embarrass me to death here or something?" the tiger huffed, a slightly nervous chuckle escaping him.
            The cougar smirked, giving a light shrug. "Enh... just a little. Not often that I get to see you squirm this much, especially not around this subject." The cougar chuckled, big grin on his face as the tiger glared daggers at him. Still, after a few moments, Clay found himself starting to smirk as well.
            Al glanced down at Kevin, arching an eyebrow at him.
            "You. Got a cock in your mouth or something? I already said, don't be getting all quiet on us now, this is still about you, seeing as you started it." He grinned, poking the fox on the nose. "Now, look. You're young, but you're not stupid. Ok... maybe a little stupid, but that's common across the board at your age..."
            "Hey!" Kevin objected, and Al just grinned.
            "Ah, you know I'm right, boy. And hey, looks like the cock is out of your mouth and you can speak again! Excellent." Al chuckled, ruffling up Kevin's stomach fur. Kevin chuckled and blushed, grasping at the cougar's hand to stop the ruffling.
            "Uuncleee..." he whined, looking mortified.
            "Alright, alright, I'm just messing with you." Al chuckled. "But still, there's a few things you probably need to know if you don't already. Clay and I have known about you for a while. Like I said, we've been around the block a few times, and young folks usually aren't very good at hiding stuff like this from people that know the score. We know you like dudes, and we know you like us, and believe me, it's pretty damn flattering." Al grinned.
            Kevin could feel even his white fur turning red as heat crept up into his face. He brought both hands up over his face, groaning in embarrassment. "Oh maaaan..." The fox could not seem to stop squirming.
            Al looked like a kid at Xmas. "Oh man, this is wonderful." He positively cackled, his grin threatening to split his face. Clay reached over and thwacked him one upside the head, frowning in disapproval despite his similar grin.
            "Way to go, Al." the tiger grumbled, then chuckled, scritching at Kevin's chest. "Kev, I know it's embarrassing, but at least it's better than having to hide things all the time, isn't it? Having to keep yourself in check, worrying about slipping up, or your scent giving out emotional tells... its stressful. AND it builds up until you end up doing stupid stuff like on that night. It's not healthy, and it's certainly not something you should have to do around us."
            "-Especially- not around us." Al grunted. "I mean, I know we can be a couple of pricks, but you should be able to tell we're the last guys that would care about whether you like cock or vag."
            Kevin put his hands down, glancing back at Al with a blush still on his face. He looked back at Clay, then at Al.
            "So... you're not weirded out that I like you guys? I mean... like -that-?" the fox said shyly, face still quite red.
            "Why would we be? You're a smart, good-looking kid. Sweet and downright sexy too. Like Al said before, it's actually pretty damn flattering." Clay chuckled, rubbing over Kevin's chest. "Besides, if we're being honest here, it's not like we don't like you back too, y'know? And yeah, I mean, like -that-."
            "Y-you do?" Kevin blinked, immediately craning his head to look back at Clay. The tiger nodded. The fox then glanced back at Al, the cougar giving him a cheeky grin. "Really?"
            "Yup. Hell, I've been eyeing your cute ass ever since you first got here. It was pretty hard to hold off on pulling any moves on you, seeing how I could see and smell how bad you wanted a male..." Al rumbled, stroking along Kevin's thigh as he smiled. Clay grunted.
            "But as you know, you were 16 when you first got here... and a shy kid that we were in charge of. Doing something about your desires back then  would have been wrong, no matter how much each one of us wanted it, even if you agreed to it." Clay stated. "However, you're 17 now, and... well, I think it's pretty clear nobody forced you to... to suck my dick, that night." Clay stammered slightly, but went on, the rumble in his voice steady. "So, that's um... the other thing. I guess what I'm trying to say here is that it's up to you where you'd like to go from here, about that. Now that it's in the open. Al and I, well... we've been around the block and stuff, so... if you'd like to, we can answer any questions you have or help you with, um... things you'd like to try out..." Clay rumbled, his heartbeat increasing. He found it hard to believe that he could feel this nervous while speaking, but well, there it was. His cock was starting to feel quite constrained in his pants, and he was sure Kevin was going to start feeling it poking at his lower back at any moment.
            Al snickered, leaning closer to Kevin as he ran his hand up the fox's thigh and then slid it over the soft fur that covered his lean stomach.
            "What Mr. Nervous over there is trying to say is that we're pretty much as horny for you as you've been for us. I know I am." Al rumbled, his tail tip starting to lash about behind his legs. He could see Kevin's flushed face, how his breathing was quickening as his expression turned into surprised fascination, followed swiftly after by barely repressed excitement. The fox couldn't believe what was happening, but he certainly wasn't complaining.
            "So how about it, Kev? Do you want to do something about all the things you've been thinking about when we worked out together? I know you tried hard to hide it, but I could smell you in the showers, in the lockers... I knew you wanted it bad." Al rumbled, sliding his hand up from that stomach to lazily caress grooves into the plush fur on Kevin's chest. The fox's eyes grew wide, nostrils flaring as he could see the clear desire in Al's eyes. He chewed on his lower lip, glancing back up at Clay, a tiny shudder running through him as the tiger slid a hand up and caressed his face with a deep throaty purr, the bass in his chest reverberating against Kevin's back.
            "It's all up to you, son." Clay crooned, large fingers caressing under Kevin's jaw, stroking along his throat and the sides of his jaw, eliciting a moaned whimper from the aroused fox. Clay and Al exchanged an amused smirk as Al pointed out Kevin's straining crotch with a silent point of a finger. The tiger chuckled, rumbling against the fox. "Your body can give us all the signs it wants, but we can't do a thing until you say so. If this is what you want... what you really, truly want... then you have to tell us, Kev. You have to tell me and Al, what it is that you want... and I promise we will do everything...-everything- we can to make it happen for you." Clay rumbled, stroking over Kevin's chest and stomach while keeping his fingers teasingly away from the needy hardness they could spy straining in its confines under the fox's shorts.
            Kevin was positively melting under the caresses the two big cats had started, barely able to believe this was all actually happening. He groaned softly at their words, involuntarily giving little bucks of his hips as tremors ran up and down his spine. He looked from Clay to Al, then back at the tiger, giving a little nod, feeling his cheek brush against the tiger's chest as he did so. He shuddered, and then did it again, his motions fully intentional as he pressed his face against that firm chest.
            "Ohh... oh man, I..." Kevin panted, sliding one hand over Clay's arm as Al took his other hand, pressing it to the side of his handsome face as he purred, staring at Kevin hungrily. The fox chewed on his lower lip again as he caressed the side of Al's face, having wanted to do so for so long. Erotic shivers ran down his spine as Al grinned, gently grasping his hand as he turned his head, nosing into Kevin's palm and kissing it as his hands roamed over Kevin's sides and stomach. The fox moaned.
            "Yes. Ohh yess... I want... I want you guys..." the fox panted, feeling their caresses intensify over him as he spoke. He whimpered lightly. "I want you guys to...want you guys to fuck me..." the fox gasped, eyes widening as he felt Clay let out a lusty growl, grinding his dick into Kevin's lower back as he bucked against him. He felt Al grasp at the waistband of his shorts as Clay pulled him back against him, sliding the fox up until his rear was firmly parked above Clay's crotch, that hard lump poking and grinding insistently against his cheeks as his shorts were slid down around his thighs. He could feel the constant blush in his face as his heart hammered in his chest. His pulse shot up as Al gave a pleased rumble, cupping his large hand over Kevin's contained erection as he grasped it through his tight underwear.
            "Mmm,  it looks like somebody's pretty sure of what they want..." Al grinned, his bass purr thrumming as he squeezed and caressed at Kevin's hardness. The fox let out a small whimper as he felt his needy scent filling the air, one glance down at his underwear revealing a large wet spot at his cockhead that was only spreading as he became further and further excited.
            "Oh... ooohh uncle..." the fox moaned as Al only chuckled, grasping Kevin's shorts and tugging them the rest of the way down before tossing them to the side, freeing up the fox's long, toned legs. He ran a hand up and down the russet and white fur admiringly while his own shorts bulged and tented, the firm hardness within easily felt each time Kevin brushed his leg against it.
            "Mmm, oh yes, it sure sounds like it too..." Clay playfully replied with a lusty rumble, feeling himself becoming further and further aroused, his hang-ups and worries melting away as he feasted his eyes over the fox's body, his hands exploring more and more as he nosed and caressed, kissing at Kevin's neck and jaw. He licked the side of the boy's neck, then gave it a playful nip and watched in amusement as the fox nearly creamed himself, bucking hard against the two with a low hiss of pleasure.
            Clay exchanged a chuckle with Al, then rubbed his hands up Kevin's sides and hugged him to him, sliding back on the couch to sit up better as he ground his groin firmly into Kevin's rear. Al followed right along, shifting about to settle himself between Kevin's legs as he began peeling Kevin's underwear down. Little by little the fox's maleness came into view, slick and alluring. The hot pink flesh gave little throbs as Al exposed it to the air, both felines rumbling appreciatively. Kevin looked down as Al yanked his underwear all the way off, then tossed the garment aside. The cougar smirked cheekily before licking his palm and giving Kevin's bobbing shaft an appreciative squeeze.
            "You got a really nice tool here, Kev." Al grinned, pumping slowly as the fox whined in pleasure.
            "-Really- nice tool. You're going to have yourself a lot of fun with that bad boy, son. Make a lot of folks moan nice and hard..." Clay rumbled, sliding his own hand down to grasp along with Al in turns, both males teasing the fox as they touched and caressed appreciatively.
            Al cupped and rolled Kevin's plump sack in a gentle caress as he growled.
            "You fuck anybody yet, Kev?"
            Kevin shook his head. "N-no. Not yet..."
            Clay chuckled. "Ever been fucked, then?" he rumbled, squeezing as he slowly stroked upwards, grinding his hardness against Kevin meaningfully as he growled into the fox's ear.
            Kevin shuddered. "Mfff! N-no, but..."
            "Hmm? But...?" Clay grinned, keeping up his motions.
            "I...uh... mmmh...I uh, I've...ahh! Used some...things, before..."
            Al chuckled, giving the fox's sack a teasing lick before grinning at him. "Things, huh? You got some sex toys hidden up in that room of yours, Kev?" he teased.
            Kevin shook his head, panting softly as he ran one hand up the side of Clay's face behind him, eyes half-closed as his other hand caressed the muscles on Al's arm. The cougar kept kneading and caressing at the fox's toned chest. "I...uh...I've used the cucumbers..." he admitted in a hushed voice, looking sheepish.
            Al quirked an eyebrow. "The salad ones?" he asked, looking amused.
            "Yeah..." Kevin blushed, unable to keep a sheepish smile from crossing his face. "I throw them out after, of course..."
            Clay's body shook under Kevin as he laughed. "Of course."
            Al snickered, grinning up at Kevin. "Those cucumbers we get are always really big. Those are the ones you use, huh?"
            Kevin blushed, looking even more sheepish. "Well...I uh...I like 'em big..." he said in a small voice.
            Clay and Al chuckled, smirking as the big tiger gave another buck against Kevin, bouncing the fox up a bit on his lap as he rumbled. "Mmm, no wonder you enjoyed yourself so much that night, according to Al..." Clay purred, the fox panting softly and squirming as Al went back to fondling and licking him. The cougar grinned up at him lustily.
            "You've never had a blowjob before, have you, Kev?" Al rumbled, grasping the base of the fox's maleness and giving it a firm squeeze. Kevin whimpered and shook his head, mouth slightly open as he panted. Al smirked, nosing along his slick length.
            "Mmm, just relax then, kiddo. Uncle Al is gonna show you how it's done..." the cougar rumbled, sliding his tongue up the fox's glistening length in slow, teasing licks until he reached the tip. He gave the two pairs of eyes watching him a cheeky smirk, then opened his maw and engulfed Kevin's cockhead, his dark lips wrapping securely around the sensitive flesh as he hollowed his cheeks. The fox arched his back, gasping and bucking. Clay held him down, large palms flat against his body and rubbing as he grunted at the cougar.
            "Whoa...ease up, Al, it's his first one. Take it slow..."
            Al grunted, pulling off with a light suckle and nodding, then going down on Kevin once more, this time not sucking so much as just rolling the fox's dick around in his mouth with his tongue, getting the lad used to the sensation of a hot slick mouth wrapped around his sensitive dick. Kevin groaned and shuddered, panting as he laid his head back against Clay. The big tiger rumbled pleasantly, taking one of Kevin's hands and placing it on Al's head, getting the fox to grasp the thick curly hair on the cougar's head as he bobbed it up and down.
            "Mmm, yes, just like that night, son. Don't be afraid to show Al what you like." Clay rumbled, and Kevin nodded, breathless as he craned his head forward to feast his eyes on the sight of that big stud of a cougar going down expertly over his rod. Each new motion felt better than the last, and the fox could only toss his head back once more, closing his eyes as he reveled in the sensations.
            "Oh god..." he breathed, panting softly.
            "Al gives great head, don't he?" Clay purred, running his hands up and down Kevin's thighs as he spread them wider, exposing the fox further to Al's expert ministrations.
            "Mm-hmmm..." Kevin nodded, biting at his lower lip again before huffing out. "Oh god, yes he does..." His tongue lolled out as Al cupped and squeezed his ballsack. "Ohhh...!"
            "Heh heh, yeah..." Clay grinned, nosing at Kevin's cheek. He growled lustily. "He gives head like a goddamned porn star. Fucks like one too. You seen any flicks with that porn star, `Puma Daddy´?"
            Kevin's eyes flew open, the fox licking his lips and swallowing, getting the dryness out of his throat before nodding. "Yeah...?" he panted.
            "Heh, yeah, well, that's how Al fucks. Hard and rough and deep. He can be a real asshole about it sometimes, too." Clay grinned, a muffled noise of acknowledgement coming from Al as he gave the fox's ass-cheeks a slap, grasping them in each hand and starting to knead as he bobbed his head. Kevin moaned and looked down at the cougar, their eyes meeting. Al cast him a wink, smirking around his mouthful of fox cock before giving the boy a hard suck that made him buck and gasp. Kevin shuddered as he felt Al start to pry and tease at his snug rear, thumbs caressing and gently tugging at the edges of his anal ring as the cougar slathered away on his cock. He could only whimper as Clay held his legs open, Al pulling away from sucking his dick. The cougar smirked, surveying the slick rod of flesh as it pulsed needily. Clay rumbled his appreciation.
            "Well, ain't that a delicious sight..."
            "Heh, yeah... but I've got my eyes on something even tastier..." Al growled, dipping his head as he tongued and slobbered at Kevin's tight hole, pressing and prying as he slickened up two fingers and started to slide them in slowly. A predatory sneer spread over his face as he watched Kevin groan and writhe, the fox chewing on his lower lip briefly before his mouth hung open, panting from the sensation.
            "Mmmh...! Ohhh man...! Uncle Al..." Kevin whined, his pitch scaling up into plaintive squeaks. Al only smirked and worked those fingers in deeper, scissoring and twisting them as he worked that tight little passage.
            "Mmm... shush boy, you can take it. You shove them...mfff... big old cucumbers up this tight little ass and you're gonna...nghh, tell me you can't take...mmm... a little fingering?" the cougar growled lustily in between tonguing at the stretched rim his fingers were prying open. "Nah, yer gonna take it... and yer gonna take way more than this before tonight is over, foxy...aren't ya? Or would you like me to stop?" Al grinned, drawing his tongue over Kevin's tight sack before grasping the boy's cockhead in his lips again and going back to suckling slowly, this time torturing the boy's prostate with smooth, slow taps of his skilled fingers.
            Kevin panted and whimpered, shaking his head as he grasped at Clay's arms as the big tiger kept his legs spread. Clay only chuckled and kept on grinding against the fox's rear, Kevin's weight a pleasant pressure over the tiger's body as the fox shifted about atop him. Clay licked his lips hungrily, freeing up one of his arms as he slid it back over Kevin's body, going over his stomach and chest to stop at the side of his face, turning Kevin's head as he gave a lecherous lick up his cheek. The fox gasped out.
            "Oh yessss...."
            "Mmm... just relax, son..." Clay rumbled. He noted how the fox shivered and moaned just a bit louder at his assertive handling, and he grinned, nosing into Kevin's neck and giving him a nip, giving a low chuckle as the fox moaned out again. "Yeah, just like that... you like that, don't you, Kev? That's what you beat off to when you're alone, kiddo?"
            Kevin only moaned, squirming and arching as Al kept up his fingering, the fox trapped between the two muscle-bound cats, their strong, rumbling purrs echoing through the room like idling engines.
            "Tell me, Kev, if I looked through that one folder that's sure to be hidden in your computer, what porn would I find, hmm? A whole lot of Puma Daddy clips, maybe?" he smirked, sliding his hand down from Kevin's neck to pinch and knead at his chest. "Perhaps a lot of Mean Stallion Studio stuff? Is that what you like, son? Hmm?"
            Kevin gasped, grasping at Clay as the tiger's deep bass voice thrummed against his ear, his hot breath tickling the sensitive hairs within the fox's earcup. He whimpered louder.
            "Yes! I... mfff... I love that stuff..." he panted, his voice pleading as he kept urging Al to bob his head faster, his tugs on the cougar's thick curly hair going unheeded as the big cat simply growled teasingly, a chuckle thrumming in his chest as he expertly kept the fox on edge.
            "Mmm... that's what you've been wanting all this time, eh?" Clay growled lustily, sliding his hand possessively over Kevin's body. He trailed up the fox's neck, the lad panting heavily as he rolled his head, then giving a light buck as Clay's fingers tangled into his hair, the cougar getting a firm grip on the back of Kevin's head. Al pulled off from blowing the boy to just smirk and leer at the sight in front of him, his hand squeezing and caressing around the base of Kevin's junk as the fox shivered and moaned on top of Clay.
            "Mm, oh hell yeah he likes it! He's eating it right up, Clay." Al growled through his grin, reaching down with his hands and grasping each of the fox's cheeks, squeezing and kneading at that pert ass roughly, the fox's tail whapping and bristling with each knead. "Oh fuck yeah..." the cougar purred, licking his chops. "Someone likes it rough..."
            Kevin moaned and Clay tugged back on his hair another bit, exposing his throat further as the tiger kissed over it, then over his chin as he chuckled and breathed down over the fox's face. "Yes... you really love it, don't ya? You've been dreaming about getting fucked like in those movies, yes? That why you've been shoving them big cucumbers up your ass? To get it ready for a big fucking cock, hmm? Ready for a hard, rough FUCK that'll have you begging 'till your throat is raw?" Clay growled down into Kevin's face, his nose almost brushing against the fox's own nose.
            "YESSS...!" Kevin growled, clutching at the tiger suddenly. Clay's eyes grew wide in surprise as the fox lunged, twisting his torso about. Dark-furred hands wrapped behind the tiger's head as he mashed their muzzles together. The boy kissed with surprising intensity for someone his age. He was expectedly clumsy, but it was hard for him not to be with how passionately he ravaged at Clay's muzzle. The fox had a hungry growl in his chest the whole time, and as Clay recovered from his surprise and started to reciprocate, he could see fiery lust blazing in the fox's eyes. It made the large tiger growl right back, nostrils flaring as he clenched his fingers tighter, gripping the fox's hair almost painfully as he made out with Kevin hungrily. Their tongues slithered against each other, Clay's tongue piercing clacking against the fox's teeth from time to time as their muzzles pressed tightly together. His free hand travelled up from the underside of Kevin's thigh to hold behind the boy's knee, spreading the fox's legs open wider. Al continued to leer, lazily finger-fucking slow and deep into the teen.
            "Fuckin' hot, man..." the cougar grinned, ogling as his sharp teeth glistened.
            Clay pulled back on Kevin's hair, separating their muzzles as the two stared at each other through lidded eyes, chests heaving. Tongues ran over lips, tastes lingering as the tiger felt his dick straining painfully against the confines of his underwear, his flesh feeling so hot and hard it wasn't even funny. He grunted, slowly untangling his fingers from Kevin's hair as he released the fox, petting him and glancing from him to Al as the cougar smirked.
            "I think... it's time to take this upstairs..." he rumbled simply, shifting on the couch. Kevin panted, licking his lips and allowing himself a small grin as he looked from Clay to Al. The cougar grinned back, slipping his slick fingers out of the fox.
            "Ohhh, I'll say." Al growled hungrily, leaning forward and catching Kevin's muzzle in a kiss of his own. Fiery and forceful, he pinned the fox back against the tiger's broad chest, eating up the moans and whimpers Kevin let out as his rough tongue brushed and slithered erotically against the fox's own smaller, smoother tongue. Clay rumbled deeply, feasting his eyes on the scene, sliding his own rough fingers through Al's hair. The cougar parted the kiss, grinning down at Kevin as he rasped his tongue over the teen's chin, chuckling.
            Looking up at Clay, Al's chest thrummed with his deep purr as he shifted, supporting himself on one hand against the couch as he nosed against Clay's muzzle, then began to make out with him, his free hand sliding down to grasp Kevin's hand and guide it to the straining hardness within the cougar's shorts. The fox panted as he watched his two caretakers make out lustily, then moaned low as he felt his fingers wrapping around a thick, hot length, the fabric around it damp. He squeezed and caressed, pausing in surprise as he felt several hard lumps along what should have been one smooth shaft. He explored them carefully with his touch, looking up at Al curiously as the cougar pulled his muzzle away from Clay's, both felines smirking at him.
            "What's...uh... what's this...?" Kevin asked, running his thumb over one of the lumps. Al just grinned and moved off him.
            "You'll find out soon enough..." he smirked, pulling Kevin to his feet. The fox didn't have time to ask more before he found himself yelping in surprise. Al moved swiftly, bending down and grasping at Kevin's hips as he pushed his shoulder against the fox's middle, straightening up as he pulled the fox up with him, flopping Kevin over his shoulders like a sack of potatoes. The fox squirmed and chuckled, then gasped out as Al gave his exposed rear a firm smack with his palm. Clay rumbled approvingly at the sound, getting to his feet as well as Al started moving off towards the stairs with Kevin hefted over his shoulder.
            "That sounds fucking great, Al..." Clay grinned, rubbing himself through his shorts as he leered at Kevin, following up the stairs. The fox couldn't help but blush and gasp again as Al smacked his other cheek, hard. The sting was undeniably erotic, and Kevin could feel his sensation heightening as they moved through the hallway.
            "You're telling me. Ohh man..." Al grinned, smacking that ass again, reveling in the sound of Kevin's yelps and squirms. Smirking evilly, he ran his fingers over the fox's ass crack, caressing the supple flesh before slipping two fingers up the stretched hole. Kevin bucked and squirmed, moaning out and panting, then flat out squealing as Al added another finger, the fox whimpering and beating at Al's ass in playful retaliation as he gasped. Clay simply chuckled lecherously, following behind them.
            "You're being loud, Kevin..." Clay purred, then grinned, licking his chops. "...almost makes me wish we had neighbors around."