Struggling with a huge bull for the ball, the fox, with an opaque blonde fur, advanced determined to the other team side of the field. While at their side a cheetah appeared, moving like a lightning spark, and gave a smile, showing his fangs.

 The fox took the chance and threw the ball to his feline partner who stopped it with his chest and began to run dodging the rivals and, at the doors of the eighteen yards box, gave the ball to another mate, a black wolf like the coal, who was blocked by a defender next to the goalkeeper. The lupine jumped and reached the ball, higher than the rival's dog, and with a fast move of his head, threw it right inside of the net.

The crowd shouted his love to the lupine while the soccer player ran close of the fans with his arm raised and his teammates got close to him, hugging him and celebrating the new goal of the "unstoppable trident".

There wasn't turn back for the other team, a secured terrible defeat did make the last ten minutes a derision, making it even a great challenge to avoid getting a fourth goal. We have always a winner and a loser, but in situations like this you can't feel some pity for the loser.

"Another awesome skill display of the trident! Frank Miller, the vulpine of twenty four years; Gonzalo D'angelo, that swift cat, the newest guy of team with just twenty one years; and the happy wolf there is Schell, Andres Schell, one of the oldest players of the team, his twenty nine years don't stop him of keep teaching us how to ran after a ball" shouted the game's rapporteur, enjoying the excited cries of the people while the whistle was heard, marking the end of the match.

The men reached the benches and began to get dress at the time two wild reporters got close to Frank with a microphone and a camera, asking for a note.

"Mr. Miller, congratulations for your performance tonight!" began the vulture.

"Thanks you, guys! But it's just teamwork. Tonight the great star was Andres" said the fox, smiling to the camera.

"How do you see the performance of the new guy of the team, Gonzalo?" asked again the bird.

"Well... he is awesome! For something we got the name 'unstoppable trident' in less than eight matches. His speed was the missing gear we was needing for our offensive. Now I can get out of me all the tough guys playing with him till we get to Andres for secure the goal" detailed point by point the vulpine.

"And what you say about the rumors of you having an adventure with the wife of Schell?" asked the vulture while moved fast the microphone back to the fox' mouth.

"Well... people get bored and began to invent things. We are excellent friends with Schell, and I shared many dinners with his family, the confident between us is absolute, we couldn't play as good teammates if that was different" explained Frank and left to the lockers before they could ask something more.

The technical director entered in the lockers, followed by his assistants, and began a detailed speech about all he saw in the game: good plays and weak points or frequent mistakes.

After ten minutes of talk, the men took a swift shower and left to the club's bus. Outside of the stadium were a crowd of fans, taking pictures and crying with happiness to the players of his club, that had bring them another victory, this time in the neighbor city.

While the bus was traveling, many of the men were resting and others were chatting, keeping the voice low so their mates can sleep something, today was a hard day and they always try their best. All deserved a nice rest.

Inside the club's transport, Miller was sit with D'angelo and behind them was the black wolf, Schell. The three men had planned to have a celebration dinner at Schell's house. The unstoppable trident was very united.

The afternoon was giving place to the night, hiding the last rays of sun. Slowly, the conversations became whispers and then they extinct. The lights were shut down and only the dim light of the cell phones was illuminating isolated areas in the dark.

Frank closed his eyes and tried to sleep something, he knew his partners and he was pretty sure that they'll want to have a long night of fun. So the fox rested his head over the feline's shoulder and relaxed.

But before the vulpine could lost the contact with world around him, he felt a hand finding his way through his shorts, the fur of the invader hand was short and smooth, Frank knew that hand and instinctively raised his tail, letting the cheetah have his fun.

For the young Gonzalo, the body of Miller was like a drug. The most simple smell of the man always got him excited, his heart accelerate and the tip of his manhood drips masculine lube constantly, like if he was in presence of a female in heat. And that gave him the need to harass physically his mate constantly.

The fingers of the feline found Miller's crack and caressed it slowly, sometimes going lower and playing with his balls. While with his free hand the man got free his sheath and balls from his shorts, caressed it for a moment and next he took dominant the fox's snout and pulled it between his legs. Frank knew what was expected of him and gladly began to lick the spiked tip, wetting his tongue with the man's liquid.

D'angelo dropped a soft sigh with the feeling of that submissive tongue, and pushed deeply a finger in his mate's ass. A sharp 'Uh!' was heard in the bus but was quickly covered by snoring of the other men. Only the black lupine knew what was happening and clenched his fists with envy for not being able to participate, he hated being left out of the fun.

Miller shutted his eyes when he felt the searing pain of that eager finger. He was used to being fingered by the younger cheetah and penetrated by the older wolf, even knotted, but a bit of lube could be appreciated, after all he just had only one hole. The fox grunted to his friend and gulped a big amount of precum that was in his mouth. The feline thanked him petting his head.

While Gonzalo was enjoying of his bitch, pumping the vulpine ass with his finger and being blowing, a black snout appeared from behind and got close to his ear and whispered him: "Make suffer that slut".

The feline heard this and turned his head to the wolf "¿What? ¿How?" asked.

"Three fingers" whispered the wolf before back to his seat and gave to his friend a little pillow.

The cheetah took the pillow and grinned evilish and pulled out to the entrance his finger. Then he leaned his head a bit and whispered to the fox: "Take a long breath".

Surprised, Frank upped a bit his head "What?"

And with a swift motion, Gonzalo pressed strongly the face of the fox between his legs and the pillow, and next pushed his three fingers inside Frank like a siege ram, going brutally deeper than before.

A suffocated loud cry was heard briefly and swiftly covered by a sonorous and false cough that came from the feline. D'angelo coughed while was pumping his fingers like a maniac for at least ten times. On the back seats the wolf was making a big effort trying to avoid the laugh, covering his mouth with both hands.

After the last pump the cheetah quitted his hand from the shorts of the fox and lifted the pillow. The fox got up violently and back to his seat, feeling the stinging pain inside his anus. 

In the middle of the dark, with his eyes tearing, looked with angry at the feline and whispered: "You are a fucking jerk!"

Gonzalo hid his laugh and patted the fox's leg "It wasn't my idea" answered, signaling behind, where Schell was still laughing.

The trip continued for at least half hour more. Time where Frank don't even looked at the cheetah. The young man had to put back his dick inside his shorts when he couldn't convince the vulpine to keep the blow job.

When the bus reached the local club, all the lights turned on and the team began to get off the vehicle. The men had another talk with the coach and left.

In the parking was waiting, outside of a big red car, a young wolf of brown fur and long hair. The woman raised his hand, waving at the three men coming.

Schell came forward to hug and kiss his wife. Both canines were making out till the other two males got close. Then the woman kissed and hugged them too, congratulating them for their victory. They put their backpacks in the car and left the club's parking.

During the trip, the woman looked through the rearview mirror at the fox and asked him: "Frank, hun, why are you so quiet?"

"This two idiots played me a 'joke' and now my ass is hurting like the hell" protested the vulpine.

"Awrr, I'm sorry honey, you know how are this kids when they get bored" said the wolf while she was looking at her husband.

"Don't look at me, Clara. He was giving his ass, we just gave it a good and... hard use!" defended himself the black wolf.

Clara growled at Andres "Don't hurt MY fox or I'll cut your balls... and yours too, kitty!"

The cheetah hugged strongly to his vulpine partner and said "Don't worry Clara, we never could hurt our Frank!"

"Don't touch me..." growled the fox.

But Gonzalo kept hugging him and kissed him at a side of the snout, whispering "Come on... I knew you like being my bitch"

Frank blushed with the kiss and turned his face to the window of the car, then he felt a hand trespassing violently and dropped a loud moan when the cat squeezed his balls.

Andres turned his face, looking at the backward seats of the car "Ey! Don't rape him here!" growled.

The feline kept touching his mate and winked at the canine "Don't be jealous, wolfy. You'll have a piece of him too at home" answered giggling.

The keys were heard inside the lock and the door of the apartment opened, giving way to the four adults. The floor was huge, a soft carpet with medieval designs was covering the lobby, two big couches, many pictures around the walls and three big paper lamps.

The backpacks were dropped aside while Clara closed the door. Gonzalo took off his shirt and stretched his back.

"I go for a beer..." tried to say Frank, but before he could finish, a strong black fur hand took his arm and pushed him against one of the couches and before he could stand up, a weight body fell over him.

"You don't go anywhere..." said Schell, huffing, while like a desperate he took of his shorts and pulled down the fox's clothes, short and underwear with one single and strong move. "I wanted to fuck you since we did that goal. All the day waiting for get your ass, now stay quiet and bear it" said the wolf almost shouting it, with his maw drooling like if he was about to eat a prey.

The fox said nothing and surrendered to the fact of being the wolf's slut. With a deep breath he rested his head over the couch and lifted his tail like a good boy.

 Two years before…

A tall black wolf in the lockers got close to the new player of the team and gave him the hand "Welcome, boy! You did a very good work at the training"

The fox raised his sight, while was taking off his socks, and was shocked by a big pair of black balls. Without taking off his eyes from the huge genitals, he shook the hand to his new mate "Th-thanks... those are a huge... I mean... It's a big honor to meet you... Schell, no?"

"They are huge, no?" asked the wolf grinning.

"Yeah...I mean... Oh god... Sorry" mumbled Frank and looked in another direction, trying to avoid the fur sack.

Andres chuckled and leaned to the blushing guy, whispering in his ear: "You know... my wife is waiting for me in the parking. If you want to come I can show what feels have your bowels filled with pups" ending his words giving the younger man a pat on his back.

Going back to the present…

The wolf spat over the fox's hole, his meat rod was already hard and all outside, with a red bulbous ball swelling at the base. Separating Frank's cheeks with one hand and taking his dick with the other, the older man aimed and pushed.

A loud whimper was heard at the time that the canine penis was piercing and stretching Miller's anus. The push not stopped till put everything inside, except for the knot, without a single pinch of delicacy. The fox was used to that size, eagerness and roughness, and the wolf was used to claim his like if he was his second wife.

While Schell was pumping his lover with a feral lust, at their side of the couch, Clara and Gonzalo fell naked. The cheetah was thrusting like a crazy against the woman's pussy with his barbed dick, his hands squeezing both of her tits and, every some pumps, biting her shoulder. The wolf cried and moan enjoying the rough treatment.

Andres keep fucking his fox, adding constantly drops of precum inside him, and with every thrust the knot, swollen like a fist, was crashing and press against that now more loosen hole. The black wolf had knotted his bitch many times since the first time, but it never ceased to be a traumatic event, bringing to the young man old memories of his childhood.

But today was different, Schell don't want to knot him, the wolf kept pushing more frantically, he took the fox with both arms and hugged against him, and resting his snout over the vulpine shoulder, he cum, injecting many jets of seed inside his lover. And a moment later, softly, he left Frank, stretching himself while his dick was getting soft, still bathed and dripping cum and man's lube.

Next to the male wolf, the cheetah just had finished filling Clara's pussy. With a, now bent, barbed dick that reaches just the half of Andres's dick, the young feline was standing, enjoying the view a good finished work. The female vagina was swollen from so much pumping and dripping a pearlescent liquid, an abundant flux of feline's sperm.

The wolf got close to the feline, and gave him a strong pat on his back, there was a bit of resentment, the wolf was very possessive and share was always hard for him. So, while the cat was watching his woman, he forced a kiss with the cheetah, imposing his bigger body against Gonzalo.

D'angelo was used to the childish actions of Schell, he had always to show who is the alpha of this pack. But the feline don't care too much, actually, he was enjoying have that big black lupine being rough with him. Even now that Andres was pressing his tongue inside his mouth, trying to reach his throat and wetting all the fur of his stomach with that huge piece of wolf meat.

Both males were making out for at least five minute, where the cheetah was touching the wolf's ass and had tried two or three times fingering his hole, but was stopped by a threatening growl. They had never fucked between them, none of them had gave the other the opportunity to push more than a kiss and some touches, even after six months as lovers, there was like a... healthy competition to see who's the leader of the group. 

Andres stopped the kiss, licked the lips of the younger male and turned to his wife "I'll knot my sweet baby, thanks for the lube" said and next mounted Clara like a dog.

Gonzalo dropped a laugh and got close to the fox, who was still with his tail lifted and was being kissing with Clara while the other males were having their fun. The cheetah leaned over Frank's ass and licked a trace of lupine sperm, that slowly was coming out of the interior of the fox, and after collect it all, he swallowed it and licked his own lips. The viscous and spicy seed traveled for his throat while he was looking the wolf penetrating his wife like a beast.

With a sonorous spank, that made whimper Frank, the cheetah mounted him, pressing his hard again barbed dick against the loosed hole "Hope you are ready for the second round" whispered D'angelo and thrusted.

The celebration kept all the night, with a little stop to eat and drink, and every hour together got them more closer. Teammates, friends, lovers, family... with the time there wasn't difference.