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Stop it!''\n\n\t``Cause your thingy is tugging on me!''\n\n\t``I can't help it, you're gonna make me fall!''\n\n\tTroy barely caught any of that as he was bobbing his head to some music, pushing a cart of cleaning supplies back to his storage closet. He'd actually gone to this school when he was a kid and found it a bit nostalgic to help keep the place clean. \n\n\tTroy was a tall, lanky otter with his short, brown curls and blue eyes. He didn't have a uniform, per se, so often just wore polos with Pokemon on it that the kids loved. Today's was white and covered in Dunsparce. When the games came out, little Troy was convinced that Dunsparce would evolve into something amazing and took it through the Elite Four and everything... Well, he still sort of liked it.\n\n\tHe grabbed the door to the storage closet and pulled it open, ready to haul his cart in after him when movement made him yelp and jump backwards. He'd been in his own little world, some emo music deafening him, that the sight of two students in his supply closet started him. \n\n\tIt took Troy a moment to process the scene, and he had to reach up and take his earbuds out. ``Whoa, whoa, hold on. I had music going. What?''\tBoth the cubs were clinging to each other awkwardly, faces red and looking guilty as hell. They'd both been saying something, but it had been lost over the music, and now they were quiet. ``Are... are you guys okay? Someone hurt?'' he asked. ``What are you even doing in here?''\n\n\tThe otter recognized both of them; he knew most that had been here for more than a year. Syler was white rat with light brown splotches all over like a cow. His hair was just a messy tawny mop, and his blue eyes wouldn't meet Troy's. The young boy was holding onto a pair of spotted arms hugging him from behind. The spotted arms belonged to Blake: the dalmatian with short, blond hair who looked just as flustered and guilty as the rat. \n\n\tTroy just stood there, confused, slowly pulling his cart in behind him and letting the door shut. ``What is it? Come on, it's not a big...'' his voice trailed off as he started to put a bit more of the scene together. \n\n\tHe'd assumed Syler was helping carry Blake on his back, since the dalmatian was leaning heavily against him, but they were both standing. Standing very very close... and their pants didn't look to be completely up. Troy's brain short-circuited a bit as he started to figure things out. ``Wh-whoa, wait are...''\n\n\t``It's his faul - ''\n\n\t``We just wanted to try - ''\n\n\t`` - say anything about getting st - ''\n\n\t`` - now I'm stuck!''\n\n\tThe two cubs were speaking over each, still clinging to each other, and Troy had figured out why. He raised both paws in surrender, letting out a nervous laugh and they both went silent again, looking guilty. ``Whoa, um... uh, aren't you two a little, um...'' he saw a hint of a glare appear on their eyes and quickly substituted, ``... late? To be here?'' \n\n\t``We both walk,'' Syler started to say.''\n\n\t``We didn't know this would happen!'' Blake protested, a hint of a desperate whine.\n\n\t``Oh boy,'' Troy said, looking back at the closet door. ``Um, you can't just... you know, pull apart? His knot can't be - ''\n\n\t``Knot?'' they both asked at once, Blake's head even tilting a few degrees to one side.\n\n\tTroy blew out a breath, bringing a paw up to his forehead and shaking his head just a bit. ``Oh, man... okay, um. Come on, Blake, you have one, and I don't,'' the otter grumbled under his breath, making the dalmatian wilt slightly. ``Have you tried... waiting? Maybe it'll uh, go down?''\n\n\t``It's been like an hour!'' Blake said, and Syler was nodding.\n\n\t``Guys it's been fifteen minutes since class let out,'' the otter said.\n\n\t``Well, that long, then! It won't... come out,'' Syler said, wiggling his hips and looking flustered again.\n\n\tBlake let out a cute whimper and squeezed close to the rat. ``Stop moving like that! It feels all weird.''\n\n\t``I can't help it,'' Syler said, hugging back to the arms around his chest and leaning forward a bit.\n\n\tTroy's face felt hot as Syler just gave up holding onto his pants. The rat must have figured they'd already been caught, and Troy knew what was going on. Still, the otter's mouth went dry as he saw a cute little uncut member flop into view atop a set of cute balls. ``H-holy shit, uh, shit,'' Troy turned back and leaned across his cart to quickly lock the door to his supply closet.\n\n\tSyler was huffing quietly through his open mouth, body bent forward at an angle to accommodate the dalmatian puppy's knot that had gotten stuck inside him. Blake, the puppy in question was trembling and clutching to the rat, trying not to fall over while his sensitive bits were squeezed and tugged on.\n\n\tTroy felt his cock throb in his jeans, and he hadn't even realized he'd gotten hard. Achingly so, in fact. The rat's tail was curled around Syler's hip, and then the opposite leg and ankle, which was pretty cute. ``Okay, okay, so... you two need help out of... um.''\n\n\t``Yes!'' Syler squeaked.\n\n\t``Please?!'' Blake asked desperately, giving the otter puppy-dog eyes.\n\n\tTroy thought about how to do this, his dick throbbing again. ``Okay, but you can't tell any - ''\n\n\t``No one!'' They both agreed, Blake adding. ``We won't tell if you won't!''\n\n\tThe otter let out a small breath of relief hearing that and just continued. ``And I'm probably going to um... have to uh, join you? Touch you?''\n\n\tBlake's eyes went wide, and Syler gasped, looking almost excited. ``Really?''\n\n\t``Yes? Is that - ''\n\n\t``My brother got super mad when I asked him!'' Syler said, and Blake pointed at him from behind.\n\n\t``Yeah! I remember, called him a bad word,'' the dalmatian boy put in.\n\n\t``Well, no, it's... look, if you want, we can talk about all these things another day after you two get out of my supply closet, okay?'' Troy squeezed himself absent-mindedly through his jeans, shaking his head at the ridiculous situation he now found himself in.\n\n\tThey both nodded, but Syler piped up, ``Okay, but...'' His voice trailed off, and he looked kinda shy.\n\n\t``But what?'' Troy prompted.\n\n\t``Can I see your thingy, too?'' he asked, looking pointedly at the otter's crotch and then away again.\n\n\tTroy almost whipped it out immediately but didn't want to look too eager. ``Sure? Why mine?''\n\n\t``Is it like mine or like whatever his is like?'' Syler asked, nodding his head towards Blake over his shoulder.\n\n\t``Hey! You make it sound like it looks weird!'' the dog complained.\n\n\t``No! I didn't mean it like that,'' Syler quickly reassured him.\n\n\tCute, Troy thought and just sighed to himself. ``Only dogs are like him. Mostly. I'm like you, kid,'' Troy said, and he hesitated for a second before undoing the buttons on his jeans and hooking his thumbs in the waistband of his underwear and starting to push down.\n\n\tThe two kids hushed immediately, eyes going wide to watch as their new addition started to disrobe. Troy felt his cheeks heat up a bit, feeling on display as his shaft flopped out in the open, pre already drooling from his head. Their eyes were locked on his bits as he let his pants fall to the floor, kicking them aside.\n\n\t``Whoa... but how's this gonna help?'' Blake asked, tilting his head to the side.\n\n\tTroy's cheeks heated up, but before he could say anything, Syler was the one piping up. ``He's just one of those pervy guys that my brother mentioned!'' the rat said, twisting his body, then gasping as that made the dalmatian's knot pull at him. ``H-hey!''\n\n\t``You moved! That was you!'' Blake whined.\n\n\tThe otter felt a bit called out, but it wasn't like the kid was wrong. ``Look, it'll be fun, trust me, okay? You wanna get unstuck, right?'' When the boy hesitated for a bit, the otter grinned. ``Feels good, right?''\n\n\tBlake nodded shyly, hugging the rat back against his chest and shuffling his paws around. ``Y-yeah,'' he admitted.\n\n\t``It feels kinda weird and stuff, like I hafta pee,'' Syler said, glancing up at Troy's face before back down to the otter's dick.\n\n\t``Yeah, look, there's a lot to kinda go over and explain to you kids, but we probably should do that somewhere else, okay?''\n\n\t``Okay,'' they both said together, and Troy grinned. They really were cute like this.\n\n\tThe older otter stepped over to the pair, hesitated for a second, and reached out to place a paw on each of their shoulders. They didn't react much, just stayed quiet as he looked them over, feeling across their short fur.\n\n\t``Kinda tickles, Mr. G,'' Syler said as Troy ran a paw down between the two boys, another resting on the rat's flank.\n\n\tTroy winced. ``You can just call me Troy, you know.''\n\n\t``Your name is Troy,'' Blake asked, incredulous, leaning back so he could look at the otter's paw on his chest. He yipped as it made his knot dug a bit, but the otter didn't let him hug back to the rat.\n\n\t``Yeah? What's wrong with that?'' he asked, slowly kneeling down at their sides and running one paw down to cup the rat's bits. The boy let out a soft squeak and hugged his own chest a bit tighter but didn't pull away. \n\n\t``We tried that!'' Syler said, blushing and watching the otter's fingers slowly tease his foreskin back and forth, his member quickly growing stiff. \n\n\tTroy blinked and looked up at Syler then to his paw. ``I can sto - ''\n\n\t``No! I just... I just meant, um... that it didn't,'' the rat gestured over his shoulder and laughed sheepishly. ``It didn't help.''\n\n\t``Didn't help by getting off?'' Troy asked hesitantly, and when the two stared at him blankly, he mentally chided himself. ``Right, yeah, uh, okay, just... relax and try to enjoy... Whatever it is you feel, okay?'' \n\n\tBoth cubs made non-committal noises and mumbled something to each other, but the otter was already licking his lips as he thought and how he was gonna help get them apart. ``Okay, pup, your turn,'' he said, slipping back to sit behind the dalmatian and nose up under the whip-like tail.\n\n\t``My turn? Ah!!'' Blake's body went rigid, and he inadvertently humped forward, wedging his knot a bit deeper into the rat. \n\n\t``Hey! C-careful! That felt super tingly,'' Syler hissed, his tail tightening around the dalmatian's ankle.\n\n\tAll Troy had done was drag his tongue up between the dalmatian's cheeks and maybe wriggled it against that tight, virgin (though with these two, he couldn't be certain now) hole. ``Stop moving you two, or you'll make this harder,'' the otter teased, toying with Syler's little member while giving the puppy's hole some more licks.\n\n\tBlake groaned and shivered at the feeling, standing up straighter when the otter's tongue finally slipped past his ring. ``Nngh, wah, that feels really weird, Mister... uh, T-Troy,'' he mumbled, arms starting to just hanging by his side instead of holding tight to the rat.\n\n\t``What's he - whoa, you have to try that to me next time,'' Syler said to Blake, his head whipping side to side as he tried to get a better view of the otter rimming his friend.\n\n\tBlake shivered and made a soft whining noise as he flexed his shaft deep inside his friend, his knot still achingly hard after being squeezed and tugged on by the rat's moving around. Some pre leaked into the rat's passage, but the boy was still pretty young. ``Hah, rrf, feels so slippery and strange,'' he said, standing on his toes to get away from the sensation, even as he spread his legs just a bit wider to feel it easier.\n\n\tTroy pulled back on Syler's shaft, jerking the boy off as he pushed his tongue deeper into the other's hole. Blake whined as he pressed his tongue hard against the boy's small prostate, and he felt the dalmatian's ring squeeze his tongue. That's it, he thought, pressing hard against that hidden nub and making Blake pant and whine.\n\n\t``Wh-whaaaa, I feel funny, rrf, what're you doing?'' the dalmatian whimpered and arched his back, hips pressing more firmly against Syler's and grinding his knot a bit deeper. \n\n\tThe rat just gasped and pressed his hips back against Blake's, stiff little member dribbling a bit of pre against the otter's fingers as he was jerked off. ``Me too, huff, hah...'' Syler whined, trying to stay upright as best he could, but his legs felt like jello with how long the dog's knot had been wedged up inside him. He didn't bother to ask anything, just trusting the otter.\n\n\tTroy groaned as he listened to the cubs whine and make cute little desperate noises as he tongued and jerked them. His own cock was leaking onto the floor beneath, and he couldn't do anything about it with one paw jerking Syler's shaft, and the other cupping Blake's balls and holding the dalmatian in place. His fingers felt slippery with how the rat leaked against his pads, and both of them were trembling quite a bit. \n\n\t``Mr. G, hah, T-Troy,'' Syler gasped, one of his paws shooting down to grab the otter's wrist, though he couldn't stop the strokes. ``Ngh, w-wait, f-funny. Feels funny. Hah, ngh, Misterrr,\" he whined out, squirming around and nearly tugging the dalmatian off balance with his tail coiled around the dog's ankle. \n\n\t``Syler, y-you're tugging on my thii... knot! K-keep doing that,'' the dog whined. \n\n\tTroy kept stroking, listening to the rat huff and pant as he drew closer and closer to his first orgasm. Blake wasn't far behind judging by how the puppy in front of him was shaking and giving small, short humps into his friend's hole. He knew he was only a few strokes away from blasting his load, so his paws being busy didn't bother him too much.\n\n\tSyler whined and thrashed a little, still mostly held in place, and he pulled hard on the otter's wrist as he finally tipped over the edge. ``Hah!! Hnngh,'' he whined and pushed back hard into the boy he was tied to, his cock flexing in the adult's paw and shooting sticky webs of preteen cum all over the otter's stroking, teasing fingers.\n\n\tBlake's body tensed up as he felt Syler's hole clamp down on his knot, the otter's tongue pressing his insides and making him feel increasingly stimulated. His balls were pulled up close, and his paws were drawn up under his chin against his chest, hips bucking into the rat in front of him. ``G-gonna pee! It's gonna happennn,'' he whined, teetering on the edge of his own first.\n\n\tTroy felt the moment the dalmatian came. The tight little ring that had been squeezing his tongue suddenly clamped down and he heard Blake's soft gasps and whimpers up above. His chin was pressed up against the dalmatian's taint, and he could feel each pulse as the muscle there contracted, cum shooting up into the young rat boy the dog was tied to.\n\n\tBlake hugged himself tight as his body was wracked with his first orgasm, his knot thumping inside that warm, tight hole that was clenching down on him.\n\n\tSyler's uncut shaft was twitching and jerking against Troy's fingers, watery, preteen jizz making a mess of the otter's paw. His legs felt heavier and heavier, and he felt so light-headed after such a new, euphoric feeling that had almost overwhelmed him. His tailhole felt a bit sore. He groaned and that was it. He couldn't take anymore.\n\n\tTroy heard the rat groan, and felt the boy start to lean against his paw only to realize a second later the boy was falling. His legs just sort of crumpled, and he fell forward. 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\t``Your tail is yanking my paw! Stop it!''

\t``Cause your thingy is tugging on me!''

\t``I can't help it, you're gonna make me fall!''

\tTroy barely caught any of that as he was bobbing his head to some music, pushing a cart of cleaning supplies back to his storage closet. He'd actually gone to this school when he was a kid and found it a bit nostalgic to help keep the place clean.

\tTroy was a tall, lanky otter with his short, brown curls and blue eyes. He didn't have a uniform, per se, so often just wore polos with Pokemon on it that the kids loved. Today's was white and covered in Dunsparce. When the games came out, little Troy was convinced that Dunsparce would evolve into something amazing and took it through the Elite Four and everything... Well, he still sort of liked it.

\tHe grabbed the door to the storage closet and pulled it open, ready to haul his cart in after him when movement made him yelp and jump backwards. He'd been in his own little world, some emo music deafening him, that the sight of two students in his supply closet started him.

\tIt took Troy a moment to process the scene, and he had to reach up and take his earbuds out. ``Whoa, whoa, hold on. I had music going. What?''\tBoth the cubs were clinging to each other awkwardly, faces red and looking guilty as hell. They'd both been saying something, but it had been lost over the music, and now they were quiet. ``Are... are you guys okay? Someone hurt?'' he asked. ``What are you even doing in here?''

\tThe otter recognized both of them; he knew most that had been here for more than a year. Syler was white rat with light brown splotches all over like a cow. His hair was just a messy tawny mop, and his blue eyes wouldn't meet Troy's. The young boy was holding onto a pair of spotted arms hugging him from behind. The spotted arms belonged to Blake: the dalmatian with short, blond hair who looked just as flustered and guilty as the rat.

\tTroy just stood there, confused, slowly pulling his cart in behind him and letting the door shut. ``What is it? Come on, it's not a big...'' his voice trailed off as he started to put a bit more of the scene together.

\tHe'd assumed Syler was helping carry Blake on his back, since the dalmatian was leaning heavily against him, but they were both standing. Standing very very close... and their pants didn't look to be completely up. Troy's brain short-circuited a bit as he started to figure things out. ``Wh-whoa, wait are...''

\t``It's his faul - ''

\t``We just wanted to try - ''

\t`` - say anything about getting st - ''

\t`` - now I'm stuck!''

\tThe two cubs were speaking over each, still clinging to each other, and Troy had figured out why. He raised both paws in surrender, letting out a nervous laugh and they both went silent again, looking guilty. ``Whoa, um... uh, aren't you two a little, um...'' he saw a hint of a glare appear on their eyes and quickly substituted, ``... late? To be here?''

\t``We both walk,'' Syler started to say.''

\t``We didn't know this would happen!'' Blake protested, a hint of a desperate whine.

\t``Oh boy,'' Troy said, looking back at the closet door. ``Um, you can't just... you know, pull apart? His knot can't be - ''

\t``Knot?'' they both asked at once, Blake's head even tilting a few degrees to one side.

\tTroy blew out a breath, bringing a paw up to his forehead and shaking his head just a bit. ``Oh, man... okay, um. Come on, Blake, you have one, and I don't,'' the otter grumbled under his breath, making the dalmatian wilt slightly. ``Have you tried... waiting? Maybe it'll uh, go down?''

\t``It's been like an hour!'' Blake said, and Syler was nodding.

\t``Guys it's been fifteen minutes since class let out,'' the otter said.

\t``Well, that long, then! It won't... come out,'' Syler said, wiggling his hips and looking flustered again.

\tBlake let out a cute whimper and squeezed close to the rat. ``Stop moving like that! It feels all weird.''

\t``I can't help it,'' Syler said, hugging back to the arms around his chest and leaning forward a bit.

\tTroy's face felt hot as Syler just gave up holding onto his pants. The rat must have figured they'd already been caught, and Troy knew what was going on. Still, the otter's mouth went dry as he saw a cute little uncut member flop into view atop a set of cute balls. ``H-holy shit, uh, shit,'' Troy turned back and leaned across his cart to quickly lock the door to his supply closet.

\tSyler was huffing quietly through his open mouth, body bent forward at an angle to accommodate the dalmatian puppy's knot that had gotten stuck inside him. Blake, the puppy in question was trembling and clutching to the rat, trying not to fall over while his sensitive bits were squeezed and tugged on.

\tTroy felt his cock throb in his jeans, and he hadn't even realized he'd gotten hard. Achingly so, in fact. The rat's tail was curled around Syler's hip, and then the opposite leg and ankle, which was pretty cute. ``Okay, okay, so... you two need help out of... um.''

\t``Yes!'' Syler squeaked.

\t``Please?!'' Blake asked desperately, giving the otter puppy-dog eyes.

\tTroy thought about how to do this, his dick throbbing again. ``Okay, but you can't tell any - ''

\t``No one!'' They both agreed, Blake adding. ``We won't tell if you won't!''

\tThe otter let out a small breath of relief hearing that and just continued. ``And I'm probably going to um... have to uh, join you? Touch you?''

\tBlake's eyes went wide, and Syler gasped, looking almost excited. ``Really?''

\t``Yes? Is that - ''

\t``My brother got super mad when I asked him!'' Syler said, and Blake pointed at him from behind.

\t``Yeah! I remember, called him a bad word,'' the dalmatian boy put in.

\t``Well, no, it's... look, if you want, we can talk about all these things another day after you two get out of my supply closet, okay?'' Troy squeezed himself absent-mindedly through his jeans, shaking his head at the ridiculous situation he now found himself in.

\tThey both nodded, but Syler piped up, ``Okay, but...'' His voice trailed off, and he looked kinda shy.

\t``But what?'' Troy prompted.

\t``Can I see your thingy, too?'' he asked, looking pointedly at the otter's crotch and then away again.

\tTroy almost whipped it out immediately but didn't want to look too eager. ``Sure? Why mine?''

\t``Is it like mine or like whatever his is like?'' Syler asked, nodding his head towards Blake over his shoulder.

\t``Hey! You make it sound like it looks weird!'' the dog complained.

\t``No! I didn't mean it like that,'' Syler quickly reassured him.

\tCute, Troy thought and just sighed to himself. ``Only dogs are like him. Mostly. I'm like you, kid,'' Troy said, and he hesitated for a second before undoing the buttons on his jeans and hooking his thumbs in the waistband of his underwear and starting to push down.

\tThe two kids hushed immediately, eyes going wide to watch as their new addition started to disrobe. Troy felt his cheeks heat up a bit, feeling on display as his shaft flopped out in the open, pre already drooling from his head. Their eyes were locked on his bits as he let his pants fall to the floor, kicking them aside.

\t``Whoa... but how's this gonna help?'' Blake asked, tilting his head to the side.

\tTroy's cheeks heated up, but before he could say anything, Syler was the one piping up. ``He's just one of those pervy guys that my brother mentioned!'' the rat said, twisting his body, then gasping as that made the dalmatian's knot pull at him. ``H-hey!''

\t``You moved! That was you!'' Blake whined.

\tThe otter felt a bit called out, but it wasn't like the kid was wrong. ``Look, it'll be fun, trust me, okay? You wanna get unstuck, right?'' When the boy hesitated for a bit, the otter grinned. ``Feels good, right?''

\tBlake nodded shyly, hugging the rat back against his chest and shuffling his paws around. ``Y-yeah,'' he admitted.

\t``It feels kinda weird and stuff, like I hafta pee,'' Syler said, glancing up at Troy's face before back down to the otter's dick.

\t``Yeah, look, there's a lot to kinda go over and explain to you kids, but we probably should do that somewhere else, okay?''

\t``Okay,'' they both said together, and Troy grinned. They really were cute like this.

\tThe older otter stepped over to the pair, hesitated for a second, and reached out to place a paw on each of their shoulders. They didn't react much, just stayed quiet as he looked them over, feeling across their short fur.

\t``Kinda tickles, Mr. G,'' Syler said as Troy ran a paw down between the two boys, another resting on the rat's flank.

\tTroy winced. ``You can just call me Troy, you know.''

\t``Your name is Troy,'' Blake asked, incredulous, leaning back so he could look at the otter's paw on his chest. He yipped as it made his knot dug a bit, but the otter didn't let him hug back to the rat.

\t``Yeah? What's wrong with that?'' he asked, slowly kneeling down at their sides and running one paw down to cup the rat's bits. The boy let out a soft squeak and hugged his own chest a bit tighter but didn't pull away.

\t``We tried that!'' Syler said, blushing and watching the otter's fingers slowly tease his foreskin back and forth, his member quickly growing stiff.

\tTroy blinked and looked up at Syler then to his paw. ``I can sto - ''

\t``No! I just... I just meant, um... that it didn't,'' the rat gestured over his shoulder and laughed sheepishly. ``It didn't help.''

\t``Didn't help by getting off?'' Troy asked hesitantly, and when the two stared at him blankly, he mentally chided himself. ``Right, yeah, uh, okay, just... relax and try to enjoy... Whatever it is you feel, okay?''

\tBoth cubs made non-committal noises and mumbled something to each other, but the otter was already licking his lips as he thought and how he was gonna help get them apart. ``Okay, pup, your turn,'' he said, slipping back to sit behind the dalmatian and nose up under the whip-like tail.

\t``My turn? Ah!!'' Blake's body went rigid, and he inadvertently humped forward, wedging his knot a bit deeper into the rat.

\t``Hey! C-careful! That felt super tingly,'' Syler hissed, his tail tightening around the dalmatian's ankle.

\tAll Troy had done was drag his tongue up between the dalmatian's cheeks and maybe wriggled it against that tight, virgin (though with these two, he couldn't be certain now) hole. ``Stop moving you two, or you'll make this harder,'' the otter teased, toying with Syler's little member while giving the puppy's hole some more licks.

\tBlake groaned and shivered at the feeling, standing up straighter when the otter's tongue finally slipped past his ring. ``Nngh, wah, that feels really weird, Mister... uh, T-Troy,'' he mumbled, arms starting to just hanging by his side instead of holding tight to the rat.

\t``What's he - whoa, you have to try that to me next time,'' Syler said to Blake, his head whipping side to side as he tried to get a better view of the otter rimming his friend.

\tBlake shivered and made a soft whining noise as he flexed his shaft deep inside his friend, his knot still achingly hard after being squeezed and tugged on by the rat's moving around. Some pre leaked into the rat's passage, but the boy was still pretty young. ``Hah, rrf, feels so slippery and strange,'' he said, standing on his toes to get away from the sensation, even as he spread his legs just a bit wider to feel it easier.

\tTroy pulled back on Syler's shaft, jerking the boy off as he pushed his tongue deeper into the other's hole. Blake whined as he pressed his tongue hard against the boy's small prostate, and he felt the dalmatian's ring squeeze his tongue. That's it, he thought, pressing hard against that hidden nub and making Blake pant and whine.

\t``Wh-whaaaa, I feel funny, rrf, what're you doing?'' the dalmatian whimpered and arched his back, hips pressing more firmly against Syler's and grinding his knot a bit deeper.

\tThe rat just gasped and pressed his hips back against Blake's, stiff little member dribbling a bit of pre against the otter's fingers as he was jerked off. ``Me too, huff, hah...'' Syler whined, trying to stay upright as best he could, but his legs felt like jello with how long the dog's knot had been wedged up inside him. He didn't bother to ask anything, just trusting the otter.

\tTroy groaned as he listened to the cubs whine and make cute little desperate noises as he tongued and jerked them. His own cock was leaking onto the floor beneath, and he couldn't do anything about it with one paw jerking Syler's shaft, and the other cupping Blake's balls and holding the dalmatian in place. His fingers felt slippery with how the rat leaked against his pads, and both of them were trembling quite a bit.

\t``Mr. G, hah, T-Troy,'' Syler gasped, one of his paws shooting down to grab the otter's wrist, though he couldn't stop the strokes. ``Ngh, w-wait, f-funny. Feels funny. Hah, ngh, Misterrr," he whined out, squirming around and nearly tugging the dalmatian off balance with his tail coiled around the dog's ankle.

\t``Syler, y-you're tugging on my thii... knot! K-keep doing that,'' the dog whined.

\tTroy kept stroking, listening to the rat huff and pant as he drew closer and closer to his first orgasm. Blake wasn't far behind judging by how the puppy in front of him was shaking and giving small, short humps into his friend's hole. He knew he was only a few strokes away from blasting his load, so his paws being busy didn't bother him too much.

\tSyler whined and thrashed a little, still mostly held in place, and he pulled hard on the otter's wrist as he finally tipped over the edge. ``Hah!! Hnngh,'' he whined and pushed back hard into the boy he was tied to, his cock flexing in the adult's paw and shooting sticky webs of preteen cum all over the otter's stroking, teasing fingers.

\tBlake's body tensed up as he felt Syler's hole clamp down on his knot, the otter's tongue pressing his insides and making him feel increasingly stimulated. His balls were pulled up close, and his paws were drawn up under his chin against his chest, hips bucking into the rat in front of him. ``G-gonna pee! It's gonna happennn,'' he whined, teetering on the edge of his own first.

\tTroy felt the moment the dalmatian came. The tight little ring that had been squeezing his tongue suddenly clamped down and he heard Blake's soft gasps and whimpers up above. His chin was pressed up against the dalmatian's taint, and he could feel each pulse as the muscle there contracted, cum shooting up into the young rat boy the dog was tied to.

\tBlake hugged himself tight as his body was wracked with his first orgasm, his knot thumping inside that warm, tight hole that was clenching down on him.

\tSyler's uncut shaft was twitching and jerking against Troy's fingers, watery, preteen jizz making a mess of the otter's paw. His legs felt heavier and heavier, and he felt so light-headed after such a new, euphoric feeling that had almost overwhelmed him. His tailhole felt a bit sore. He groaned and that was it. He couldn't take anymore.

\tTroy heard the rat groan, and felt the boy start to lean against his paw only to realize a second later the boy was falling. His legs just sort of crumpled, and he fell forward. There was a wet popping noise, a gasp, a yelp, and then Troy was trying his best to support Blake who'd fallen back against him.

\t``Ow...'' Syler mumbled from the storage closet floor, cum trailing from his ring that was clenched tight now that the dog's knot had pulled free.

\tBlake stared down at the tip of his tapered, canine shaft, a bit of cum dripping from the tip to the floor. He was panting hard, and he just slumped down into the otter's arms, allowing himself to be lowered to the floor. ``Wow, Mr. G - ''

\t``Troy.''

\t`` - Troy... that felt great,'' Blake whispered sleepily.

\tThe otter just grabbed his own shaft and started jerking himself off, staring between the two tuckered-out cubs enjoying their first afterglow. He was right that it only took him a few strokes. ``F-oh, fuck...'' The otter turned his head to the side and glanced between the two kids as he jerked himself, paw still wet with Syler's cum and smearing it in with the pre along his shaft. He grunted and leaned back, cock flexing hard in his paw and shooting rope after rope of cum up along his shift, making an absolute mess out of his Dunsparce polo, a few even catching him in the neck, or along his arm.

\tBlake and Syler had turned to watch, amazed. They gaped at him, moving a bit closer, and both asked a few things, but Troy was a bit too preoccupied to hear what they said.

\t``Wow, it's not pee?'' Blake asked, hesitantly reaching out to put his fingers in some of the goop on the otter's shirt when Troy didn't seem to protest.

\tTroy just let out a soft chuckle and shook his head. ``Nah, like... like I said, I'll teach you things, if you want.''

\t``Yeah!'' Syler said, grinning and already sitting cross-legged in front of the otter, his long tail curled around his lap. He was still hard, and his fingers were already trying to mimic what Troy did to him.

\t``Not today. We need to get out of here. But... I mean, if you guys want to find an excuse to come over...''

\t``My mom and dad aren't home until nine on Wednesdays and Thursdays but said I shouldn't tell anyone that!'' Blake blurted out, looking rather proud at having explicitly done the opposite of what his parents said.

\t``Or, that,'' Troy said, chuckling and shaking his head. ``Just don't tell anyone, and we can do things like this more, okay?''

\tBlake and Syler looked at each other with a wicked grin and nodded eagerly. ``Deal!'' they said in unison.

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