Walking through the grocery store and plucking a box of cereal from the shelf, Oliver remarks, “Still can’t believe you’d bring work with you.”
Elliot stands facing the shelves, looking over the prices and checking for the best value before grabbing an even larger box of the same cereal his friend had taken. “Huh?” he responds, having heard the sounds but not making sense of the words.
“Bringing work with you,” Oliver repeats, throwing the smaller box back before continuing to push the trolley along.
It’s not the first time they’ve discussed it, or the fact that his assistant accompanied him. “Just thought it’d make sense, kill two birds with one stone,” Elliot replies. He undoes the zipper of his heavy black coat and as the material separates he breathes a sigh of relief. “Besides, it’s not like all I’ve done is work.”
Strolling through the aisles and filling up the trolley with a variety of both fresh and processed foods, the pair finally arrive at the checkout. Before Oliver can even produce his wallet, Elliot has his card in hand and prepared to use. The pang of guilt is fleeting, Oliver resigning to move to the other side and start to pack the groceries back in the cart. He slumps indignantly while waiting for the payment to be made, arms folded across his lap. “You didn’t have to pay for my groceries,” he says as they proceed out the door.
“And you don’t have to host me,” Elliot is quick to reply. The parking lot is full of melting snow, white piles three feet tall discolored with specks of dirt. “A little surprised you haven’t made a pass at Joey,” Elliot says as he closes the passenger side door.
Oliver freezes and looks around suspiciously, gritting his teeth. “Don’t talk about that sort of shit here,” he hisses and slams the driver’s door. Not another soul is within sight, but his anxiety keeps him on a knife’s edge.
“Sorry, sorry,” Elliot apologizes and leans back into the comfortable heated seat as the car warms up. “Still surprised.”
Reaching across the console and belting the rabbit in the chest Oliver replies, “Please stop.” The car starts to roll forward as they head towards their next destination, an electronics store to pick up a few ethernet cables.
In the middle of nowhere the two boys play safely in the yard, Joey still amazed by the snow having never experienced it before. He rolls a snowball and passes it between his hands, watching it slowly disintegrate from the warmth of his fur and the barely above freezing temperatures. Everette sits on the verandah, a content smile on his face watching the other boy enjoy himself. Losing track of things as he slips into thought, he flails and screams as the snowball plasters his face. Jumping to his feet and with a scowl Everette approaches the timid boy, tackling him to the snow and smearing more of the frozen flakes into Joey’s face.
Laughter fills the air as they continue to play, a sense of childish wonder overwhelming the jaded fox as he chases his new friend around. Their tracks through the snow surround the property, each taking a turn to run the other down or, in Joey’s case, trip and fall. Soon covered and shivering from the biting chill through the top of his shirt, Joey trudges to the entrance. “Evan, I’m gonna shower before they get back,” he says, leaning over the railing.
Everette freezes in place and the smile which had sprung slowly diminishes into the usual morose expression. “Yeah, that’s okay,” he replies, something turning in the pit of his stomach. A little over a week into their visit and with little attention from his uncle, he is reminded why, and in an instant becomes overwhelmed with frustration. Everette crosses his arms and strides inside, huffing and throwing himself on the living room sofa.
Warm and naked in the shower Joey scratches deep into his fur, cleaning out the dirt. Clumps of fur are pulled free, the boy shedding despite his change of location. Scrubbing down both private ends Joey rests against the glass screen and huffs, arching his rump and starting to finger himself. Deprived of attention between attending meetings and going sight-seeing, he proceeds to plant the finger to the knuckle and grind his cock against the cool glass. Joey backs off, panting and biting his lip anxiously – an earlier guarantee of sex leading to deprivation.
Slinking out of the bathroom with the towel held away from his still exposed length, Joey seals himself in the bedroom and lays on the bed. He reaches between his thighs and resumes fondling his entrance, stretching himself a mite in preparation. Dripping with excitement Joey grasps the tip and coats the rest of his shaft with precum. He brings the messy paw up to his mouth and inhales the scent before licking it clean. Phone sitting nearby Joey takes a quick photo with his legs raised, sending it to Elliot with the message, ‘Ready and waiting for you to get back, sir.’
Jumping at the vibration from beside his head, Everette fishes the phone out from the crack in the couch. Shifting around uncomfortably with a perpetual frown glued to his face, he sits up and opens the message expecting to find some complaint. “O-oh.” The fox is lost for words, staring at the image. Less interested in the boy’s pink entrance than the glistening red cock. Everette contemplates for a moment before he slots the phone back where he found it, the image burned into his eyes.
Folding the towel back over his waist to shield his privates from the cold, Joey allows his legs to fall as he waits for a response. Five minutes pass without a reply, so he exposes his length again and snaps a second picture, this time precum bubbling at the end. ‘I need it sir.’
Everette retrieves the phone again, biting his bottom lip nervously as he enters the code. Holding his breath and reopening the conversation he comments, “Puppy has a big knot.” The image including the rather prominent edges in Joey’s sheath where the main girth resides. Setting one foot cautiously on the carpet and then the next, Everette quietly makes his way to the staircase, mindful of the squeaky step as he continues to his bedroom. Turning the handle quickly and stepping in without a care.
Unable to react quickly enough Joey shouts, “Don’t look!” Covering himself with his arms and peering at the fox.
Everette mocks alarm and turns away, bringing a paw up to mask his continued perving in the closet mirror. “What are you doing? This is my room,” he argues, licking his lips as the other cub starts to cover up with the towel.
“So? Don’t just barge in.” Joey holds his erection down through the towel, eye twitching and hips writhing from the discomfort.
The veneer of an accident starts to fade as Everette turns his attention back to his guest and walks closer to the edge of the bed. “I can help with that,” he says coyly, reaching for the white fabric. In his shuffle away from his host Joey loses the towel under foot, leaving himself exposed. “You and uncle do it… right?” Everette tests, leaning over the bed, paws resting atop the damp black fur of Joey’s legs. His eyes trail between the dog’s face and the still erect shaft between his thighs.
Joey takes in a deep breath and shifts back a little further, only encouraging the fox to proceed onto his knees over him. Afraid of lying but equally terrified of admitting the truth, he nods while replying, “No.” The cub sits up with his arms stretched behind him, frozen as Everette takes hold of the sensitive end of his length and begins to spread precum around the tapered cock. “Err, uh…” Letting out a mixture between a groan and moan Joey’s eyebrows come together in a confused look.
Wrapping both paws around the thicker central part of the shaft, Everette grins as he strokes up and down, his nervous partner settling onto his forearms. “You’re taking up all uncle’s time from me,” Everette complains, tightening his grip and making Joey wince. “So, you can make up for it.” Sliding his fine lips around the stiff end and working each in opposing directions, Everette swirls his tongue and gulps down the pre-cum he collects. He pulls off with a satisfied sigh, lowering his nose and inhaling the scent directly from the base of Joey’s sheath.
His legs kept open by virtue of Everette’s location, Joey squirms and rubs his feet together nervously. “Ever-ette.” He strains and raises his hips into the pleasurable sensation, humping between the paws while Everette’s tongue trails up and down. A drop bubbles through the tip encouraging the fox to return his lips to the tip, moaning throughout the journey as he buries it in the back of his throat and rubs his nose against Joey’s crotch. “Stop,” he protests under the assault.
Remaining in place and slathering his tongue around the thicker part of Joey’s shaft, saliva drips out and a trail connects them once Everette pulls off. Wiping his mouth clean and laying across the mattress, Everette raises his tail and exposes the flexible ring, spreading one cheek and preparing himself. Joey stays frozen, peering through the crack as Everette spanks himself and raises his rear invitingly. “Go on puppy,” he says. “Have a little fun, you’re on vacation too.”
A virgin to ever being on top, Joey slowly gets into position behind the boy. He places his erection along the entrance pointing towards Everette’s head and slides his slippery shaft across the hole. Joey cautiously imitates only what he’s seen and experienced, thoroughly coating Everette’s asshole with a ton of pre-cum before daring to push a finger deep into the experienced cub. “Are you sure it’s okay…?” he asks.
A moan escapes as the finger explores his moist walls, incidentally bumping against his prostate. “Oh yes.” Everette shudders and pushes back against the knuckle. “Another,” he instructs, sliding down to give Joey the room to insert his middle finger beside his index.
His wrist turns left-to-right, stretching out the hole evenly the full way around, eyebrows screwed together nervously as he attempts a third finger but is met with a great deal of resistance. “Uh, Evan?” Joey queries as he removes his fingers and aligns his tip with the hole again.
Knowing from the shape Everette replies, “Go on, put it in.”
Sitting on Everette’s legs, Joey motions his hips forward and starts to insert the thin tapering end. Swallowing the nerves and continuing to sink until the head has fully penetrated he says, “It’s in.”
“Keep it going puppy.” Everette looks over his shoulder with a smile and teaches an arm back to pull the other boy closer and deeper.
Joey tires of the taunting but follows the directions obediently, leaning over Everette’s head and pushing his cock further in. “You’re only a couple months older than me you know,” he comments.
“Are you gonna punish me for it?” Everette smirks and tilts his head up, pecking his new lover on the lips.
“Unf,” Joey grunts and his face shifts into a snarl. Halfway down the bulk of his shaft and where it begins to get thicker, Everette’s smirk turns into a look of alarm and pleasure. Trying to keep going for as long as possible the fox clenches his ring tight and starts to raise and lower his hips in tandem. Joey moans loudly, clamping one paw on the scruff of Everette’s neck and spreading the boy’s hole apart with the remainder of his shaft. “This is what… it feels like.”
Stupid in ecstasy Everette dribbles saliva and pre-cum, gasping as he is fucked for the first time in weeks. “You don’t wanna get caught do you?” Everette teases, arching his back and pushing his hips into the bed to escape the cock sliding in and out of his ass.
“But,” Joey whines and pursues, getting rougher. Already spraying a mess of pre-cum with each thrust, the sound of their sex increases in filth and desperation. Pushing his right arm around the fox and gripping him so their back and belly are flush, Joey weighs his hips down. The swollen knot already halfway out and embedded in Everette’s stretched ass, the boys moan and tangle their legs.
Everette’s eyes widen in pain and terror as the fully expanded knot sucks into his hole, tearing into the sheets and whimpering. “Ow!” He tries to pull away, only to be pushed flat.
“Shit.” Joey collapses panting and drooling as his balls empty, flooding the fox with an impressive amount of thick semen.
“That’s a knot,” Everette flinches, one eye clenched shut as he twists uncomfortably below the black dog who continues to thrust deeper than imagined. Everette comes to relax and starts to dribble cum into the sheets, the knot perfectly positioned to pressure his prostate and bring him to a slow orgasm. “That’s a good puppy,” he moans into the sheets, still spasming as the orgasm and humping continue.
“I see why sir likes this so much…” Joey comments, nosing down against Everette’s face and kissing the other cub on the nose.
“Get off before they get home,” Everette replies, letting out a grunt and trying to get free.
“Quit it,” Joey argues and starts to back off, clenching his teeth as the pain becomes too much. “It’s stuck.”
Everette slumps his shoulders. “On three, you go back I’ll go forward. One, two, three.” The cubs try simultaneously to break apart, ending with both in pain and retreating to the original position. “How long is this going to take?” he asks.
Returning to give another playful kiss to the fox Joey answers sheepishly, “I… don’t know.”
The front door crashes open as Elliot hauls in seven plastic bags of groceries, Oliver standing to the side with wide eyes. “Fuck I need to piss,” Elliot grumbles, throwing the bags on the kitchen bench and rushing into the downstairs toilet.
“Evan?” Oliver calls as he takes his heavy coat off and hangs it in the hallway, looking around the area downstairs for a sign of the boys. Still stuck together and trying desperately to pull apart despite the pain, Everette and Joey bite their tongues, one final shot to untie cut short by the squeak of the stairs. “Elliot!” Oliver shouts as soon as he reaches the top, Everette’s open door providing a full view of the two teens.
Busy washing his hands Elliot replies, “What?”
“Get up here,” the cat starts to laugh.
Everette pushes his face into the sheets, closing his eyes and resigning himself to the embarrassment. “Uh…” Joey leans back and turns to look at the older man. Elliot appears beside Oliver with a look of alarm that quickly shifts to confusion. “Sorry sir?” His tail sways over his rear and settles between his legs to hide the sight of their bonded privates.
“Don’t apologize sweetie,” Elliot replies and walks to the other side of the room, prying Everette’s muzzle out of the sheets. “It’s this one who should apologize.”
With an exaggerated grin and a few shakes of his tail hung to the right. “Puppy has a knot, how could I not?” Everette asks, slowly opening his bright eyes and reaching out to run his paws up and down the man’s waist.
Visibly annoyed and grinding his teeth in the doorway, Oliver crosses his arms. “I didn’t expect this,” Elliot remarks, raising one finger and his eyebrows as the other man shifts his weight between legs.
“Sir can you help? We’re stuck,” Joey explains, flinching as he lifts his waist up to show the inch of cock attached to his pelvis beyond what’s lodged in the fox.
Elliot rests his paw against his lover’s lower jaw and clamps it shut, pressing a kiss against the cub. “This is why you’re not allowed to be on top,” he says. Nodding a few times obediently and swaying his tail as Elliot proceeds to kiss him more intently.
“This is why I got him to do it uncle, you keep ignoring me,” Everette complains and prods his uncle in the groin.
Oliver approaches the bed and lays beside his son, twisting his head around to lock eyes with as he asks, “Evan is this one of your stupid games?”
The smile fades from his face and his eyebrows push together in frustration. “I’m sorry! I didn’t know it was going to get stuck… I was hoping we’d be done before you guys got home,” Everette answers despondently.
A sigh escapes the grey tabby and he noses forward into a small kiss, scratching his son behind the ear. “You’re so cute when you’re not lying,” Oliver replies and pulls back smiling.
Busy swapping saliva and moaning into one another, Elliot and Joey are content until the rabbit’s ears are tugged. “So, are you going to help?” Everette asks, shifting under the weight of the boy on top.
“How ‘bout I get some payback first, huh Elliot?” Oliver rolls off the side of the bed gracefully landing on all fours before standing upright.
Elliot hesitates and watches as his partner’s tail sways happily, an open invitation to him but unsure how far it extends. He starts to undo his belt and yanks down his pants, exposing his erection to the room. “Joey, you don’t mind if Oliver uh…” he trails off in search of the words.
“But sir!” Joey whines, tail freezing as stiff as a board as his chest pounds.
Turning to face his fellow canine, Everette plants a kiss on the boy’s cheek and whispers an embarrassing truth, “Your sir even likes it from dad.”
Joey lowers his head and flicks his eyes between the two adults, nodding obediently and relaxing his tail to the side. “Okay.” He gulps and begins to bite his bottom lip nervously.
One man scans the scene from the front while the other looks on from behind. The tail gone and leaving Joey’s hole exposed, Oliver licks his lips and unfastens his belt too, stripping from the waist down. Busy watching Elliot fully undress, Everette and Joey each crane their heads closer to the uncircumcised cock with their tongues hanging out. Oliver reaches out and grasps a handful of Joey’s ass, causing the boy to recoil and look back. “He’s kinda jumpy El, do you think he can take it?”
“Just relax,” Elliot says, trailing a gentle hand around the dog’s mouth and sliding a finger between his lips. “You’re only longer.”
“Fair enough,” Oliver says as he smears precum into the cub’s already wet hole. “I need to get something for you using my son,” he teases.
Still fidgeting despite consenting, Joey grinds his teeth and clasps his entrance shut. “Open up hun,” Elliot instructs, attempting to calm his assistant by offering his erect cock to the pursed lips.
“I wanted it though,” Everette complains, but is met with a finger pushing into his maw instead.
“Let me help him first.” Elliot kneels on the bed and pulls back his foreskin, the shiny head an irresistible sight as Joey latches onto it with both hands and starts to suck. “That’s it, good boy.” Closing his eyes and trying to ignore what is happening behind, Joey swirls his tongue around the cusp and massages the cock between his lips.
Oliver works his hips back and forth, hot-dogging between the black cheeks and coating the fur with pre-cum. He pushes his glasses up, having been staring at the boy’s hole for so long, and quirks an eyebrow when shifting attention to his friend. Elliot plants both paws atop Joey’s head, scratching behind the cub’s ears which makes him perk up and wiggle his rear. He pulls out to the boy’s disappointment, and the pressure on his rear vanishes. “Sir…s?” Joey’s eyes widen as his ass cheeks are pulled apart and his hole is assaulted by a tongue dancing over the surface. “Ah!”
“Here,” Elliot says, now offering his full erection the fox.
Taking his time to inhale the scent of his uncle’s shaft and sack before indulging, Everette milks a few drops of precum onto his tongue to taste. He nods permissibly and widens his mouth in preparation, sealing his lips around the head and allowing the man to sink into his throat. Still plugged and being ground into by the boy on top, Everette jerks back much quicker than usual, gasping and elbowing Joey in the side. “Stop, holy shit,” he pants, already drained and being milked further.
“Be nice.” Elliot swats each cub on the nose, bringing his cock back to Joey and rolling the foreskin back and forth just out of reach. “Share,” he instructs.
Joey and Everette both huff, reluctant but obliging the man as they each take a side and are forced to take turns with the head where the prize flows. “Ahn.” Joey flinches as the tongue worming around his hole is replaced with a finger thrusting down to the knuckle and stretching his ass. He lifts away from the cock in front, moaning as Oliver finds his prostate and assaults it, humping involuntarily again deep in Everette’s ass, sloshing the cum around.
Elliot aligns his chest with Joey, keeping the cub upright and kissing him passionately. As his cock dangles in front Everette flicks his tongue along the slit before wrapping his lips around the thick shaft and sucking. Placing one paw each atop their heads and scratching behind their pointy ears, Elliot moans as they eagerly react; Everette beginning to stroke his cock while Joey melts into his arms. The black dog jerks a bit as a second finger is added, closing his eyes and trying to imagine Elliot back there.
Removing his fingers and inspecting the thoroughly stretched ass, Oliver retreats to the draw beside the bed and squirts lubricant along his shaft and directly into the cub. Joey freezes as the cold slippery fluid coats his insides, no longer kissing back as the shape of a cock starts to strain against his entrance. Pulling back the whole way and angling his cock down, Oliver thrusts the head inside unable to push any deeper. He settles his paws on the cub’s cheeks and spreads them wide to admire the new sight.
“Mmf, mmf!” Joey’s protests are left gibberish by the intruding tongue, his eyes clenched shut.
“He’s fucking tight,” Oliver remarks, struggling to get any deeper than the cusp of his cock. “Are you sure he’s good?”
Slowly breaking out of the kiss and holding a finger to Joey’s lips Elliot replies, “He can fit me.”
“Sir, can you?” Joey furrows his eyebrows. The rabbit cocks his head to the side and leads him back into a kiss, this time Joey pulling away. “Can you do it first…?”
“After,” he replies, fondling Joey’s stiff nipples and giving each a light pinch. “Want to suck some more?” Elliot offers, hips still swaying back and forth as Everette continues to swallow and work his shaft.
Joey shakes his head and latches on for comfort, relaxing his tight ass for the thickest Oliver’s length reaches around the middle. “Ooh, there we are.” The grey striped tail flicks around as his cock continues disappearing into the pink. Steadily keeping his position Oliver reaches back into the drawers, retrieving a camcorder and directing it at the sight as he pushes further towards the base.
Starting to have unexplored depths reached, Joey pulls away to the tip and whines uncomfortably, “That hurts.”
“Hurts or just feels weird?” Elliot queries.
Oliver remains at the head, prepared to pull out should the cub rescind. Contemplating for a second and taking in a deep breath Joey reconsiders, relaxes into the arms of his carer and replies, “Weird…”
Running a hand along Joey’s back and peering over at the action, Elliot sets one paw on the cub’s ass and spreads the right cheek. “Want me to hold it?” he asks, taking the camcorder and freeing Oliver up.
“Thanks.” He sets his paws on Joey’s waist, thrusting in and out at a steady pace. Fluids start to seep back onto Oliver’s cock, a mixture of lubricant and precum as he eagerly pounds the new boy. Joey writhes again, this time quietly accepting the deeper dick as it stretches his ass and Oliver holds himself at the base, grinding his balls against the entrance. He slides out and sets his circumcised cock between Joey’s cheeks and humps between them, precum bubbling out the end. “I’m gonna cum,” Oliver warns.
“Put it back in,” Elliot says, guiding it back down into Joey’s loose ass.
Oliver groans as he sinks into the cub’s rear, folding his arms around Joey’s waist and embedding his cock as firmly as possible before he starts to cum. The semen jets out in several ropes, splashing against the inner ring, Joey moaning as the pressure builds before it bursts and cum starts to drip out of his ass and down his taint. “Man,” Oliver sighs and slowly pulls out. His cock still erect and glistening with semen, he backs off the side of the bed. “I needed that.”
Joey flops forward as Elliot peels away from him and frees his dick from Everette’s idle sucking. “My turn,” he says, crawling around the bed to the other side. Elliot hovers the camcorder over the cub’s messy and stretched ass for a moment before ending the recording.
“Sir, I think I can get out now.” Joey holds one hand out to halt his advance, slowly and painfully straining to pull his knot free. It exits with a loud plop as Everette’s walls slap together and cum splashes out of his ass.
“Tch. That would’ve been good to see,” Oliver comments, now standing in front of the two cubs with his cock on display. Droplets of semen stain the corner of Everette’s muzzle, but he obediently widens his jaw and pokes his tongue out for his father.
Elliot rolls Joey off the other boy and onto his back, cum continuing to leak after Oliver’s explosive finish. “Can I… have a break for a second?” he asks.
Ignoring the request and hauling Joey’s legs into the air, Elliot drives himself straight into the sloppy pit with a satisfied moan. “Sorry, I just have to get it done,” he answers, starting to thrust back and forth. The cub’s ass is thoroughly lubricated and well stretched, allowing him to pound away as roughly as he wants. Some of Oliver’s cum is fucked into the unassailable region while the rest is dislodged. “There you…” Elliot adds only a couple of dribbles of his seed to the mix, having cum once in Everette’s maw already. “Go.” The rabbit pulls free and traces his finger around the messy entrance with a sigh. “Not so bad?”
Joey’s legs drop like a ton of bricks and he rolls onto the side, his knot still swollen and on display. “Mhm,” he replies, bringing a pillow under his head. The second he touches the pillow his eyes close peacefully, immediately falling asleep after the tiresome sex.
Everette sucks his father’s length clean and not for a moment longer. “Finally get to pee,” he grumbles, crawling off the edge of the bed and stumbling bow-legged out of the room as cum pours from his overly stretched asshole.
Oliver grins as he looks over the sleeping cub, sitting down and running his fingers through the black fur atop his head. “You sure know how to pick ‘em.”
“Cheaper than—” Remembering all the frozen groceries he had left on the dining room table, Elliot jumps off the bed and runs downstairs in the nude.