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But is he up to the task afterall?\n\nSo this one is a guest special :P I'm friends with @IBp, and figured I'd make a story with his character in it after he asked if it was possible.\n\nEdited by @Saberleo\nOliver belongs to @IBp", "description_bbcode_parsed": "When a video chat winds up revealing themselves to each other, Greg invites his new friend Oliver over to experience the raccoon family fun first hand. But is he up to the task afterall?

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Oliver belongs to @IBp", "writing": "“When's he gonna be here, dad?”\n\nRichie was sitting there on the basement couch, legs crossed, paws resting in his lap, not wearing a single shred of clothing. His body was slightly rocking as he watched his father set up his camera.\n\n“Any minute now, Richie, just be patient.” Greg said.\n\nRichie pouted, frowning and laying back on the couch completely.\n\n“But I want him here now...” the cub whined.\n\nGreg chuckled and stepped away from setting up his tripod. He walked over to the couch and knelt down next to it, his paw rubbing Richie's belly.\n\n“Well, I'd offer to warm you up, but I'm sure he'd appreciate getting you fresh.” Greg said.\n\nRichie giggled and kicked himself up in order to hug onto his dad. Greg chuckled and wrapped an arm around his son, pulling him into a close embrace. His other paw slipped down, in order to cup Richie's sheath. The young boy let out a small chirr and squirmed into his father's paw.\n\n“D-dad!” Richie giggled out.\n\nGreg smirked and lightly pressed his paw a bit firmer against Richie's sheath. The boy shivered slightly as he felt his tip start to poke out. Greg felt it and blushed a little, slowly sliding down...\n\n[b][i]*DING-DONG*[/i][/b]\n\nGreg rolled his eyes a bit and chuckled, standing up. “Well, that must be him.” The adult said.\n\nRichie shot up and grinned wide. He started to run by the stairs, but was quickly picked up by his father, holding him tight.\n\n“Woah there, champ! Can't let anyone else see you naked, remember?” Greg reminded.\n\nRichie's ears folded back as he nodded. “Right... sorry!”\n\nGreg pet his son's head before heading upstairs. He looked at himself in the foyer mirror to see that he looked presentable. His outfit was simple enough, a green polo and khaki cargo shorts. Greg just shook his head and went for the door. Why fuss about clothes he wasn't going to be wearing soon anyway. Greg looked through the peephole and saw a dull green eye looking into it. The raccoon smirked and swung the door open.\n\n“Glad to see you made it in one piece, Oliver.” Greg said in greeting.\n\nThe feline on the other side seemed jolted a bit as Greg opened the door. He quickly composed himself and let out a sigh in relief.\n\n“Good... you aren't a cop.” He said.\n\nGreg chuckled and stepped aside, clearing the way into the house. “Well, no. My wife is though.”\n\nOliver immediately tensed up at those words. Greg laughed slightly and shook his head.\n\n“Don't worry, she'll be gone until late tonight.” He said.\n\nThe gray cat relaxed his body and punched Greg's shoulder. “Dammit, don't do that to me!”\n\nGreg let out a grunt and rubbed his arm; the punch was surprisingly hard. “Sorry... I deserved that.”\n\n“Yes you did.” Oliver's reply was blunt.\n\nThe feline noticed a particular photo sitting on the foyer table and went to look over it. It was an entire family picture: Greg and his brown-furred, red-haired wife Caitlyn, and their three boys, arranged right to left from oldest to youngest.\n\nWhile he was looking at the picture, Greg took notice finally of what Oliver was wearing. The gray tabby was dressed in a long sleeved, periwinkle-colored button down shirt, which was tucked into a pair of khakis, complete with belt. As for footwear, he wore a pair of black loafers. And of course, the glasses resting comfortably on his head.\n\n“You must be pretty well off.” Greg noted.\n\nOliver blinked and pulled his eyes up from the photo. “Y-yeah. Inheritance...” The feline yawned and set the photo back down. “So, where's this son of yours?”\n\n“Oh! He's downstairs. I didn't want him to come to the door, because... well, he's already naked.” Greg explained.\n\nThe feline's eyes widened in reaction. “...Already?”\n\nGreg laughed. “Yeah, well, when the wife isn't home, it's encoura-... well, I guess it's more of a rule that the clothes come off.”\n\nOliver blinked and tugged at his shirt. “Does that mean I gotta...?”\n\nGreg shook his head. “Downstairs if you want.”\n\nWith that, Greg started towards the basement, Oliver following close behind. The cat rubbed his wrists in nervousness as he followed the adult raccoon. Upon arriving downstairs, his heart skipped a beat at what he saw. Richie was laying back on the couch, still naked as the day he was born, playing on his 3DS.\n\n“Richie, our guest is here.” Greg said.\n\nRichie immediately closed his game system and got off the couch. He ran up to Oliver and stood at attention, grinning a wide-toothy grin.\n\n“Hi there, Mr. Oliver!” Richie greeted.\n\nOliver gulped and looked down at the cub. His heart was racing as he looked over the boy, admiring the way his different fur colors blended into each other, how it shined, and how young he was overall. He reached a shaking paw out towards the boy. When it made contact with Richie's head, the feline let out a small nervous sigh, even shivering slightly.\n\n“H-hello, Richie. Just... call me Oliver.” Oliver said.\n\n“Nervous?” Greg asked.\n\nOliver nodded, turning towards Greg, only to have his jaw drop as he saw Greg just finishing getting nude. The adult raccoon kicked his clothes away and walked back over to his camera, finishing the set up.\n\n“You're... so casual about it...” He stated. “And is that a... [i]camera[/i]?”\n\nGreg nodded, tightening the legs of the tripod. “Yep. I figured you'd wanna look back to today, ya know? I’ll send you the file after a little editing.”\n\n“Besides, dad records nearly everything we do!” Richie exclaimed.\n\nRichie's face immediately fell into a frown as he watched Oliver turn, burying his face in his paws.\n\n“I dunno if I can do this.” Oliver groaned.\n\nGreg put a paw on Oliver's shoulder in an attempt to help calm the feline down. “I can understand that you're nervous. But I promise, you're in no danger here.”\n\nOliver sighed and walked over to the couch. He plopped onto it and leaned back, letting out a loud sigh. Greg noted this and nudged Richie forward. The boy looked to his father and nodded, padding over to the couch. He climbed onto it, specifically, Oliver's lap. The cat let out a sharp gasp and looked down at the naked boy straddling him.\n\n“Let me lead until you're comfortable, ok?” Richie asked.\n\nOliver nodded slowly, biting his bottom lip. “S-sure.”\n\nRichie giggled and started unbuttoning Oliver's shirt. The dark gray bit of chest fluff he had poofed out as the cub worked downward. The feline squirmed a bit as he watched the little raccoon undress him. When the shirt was completely opened up, Richie pulled it out, untucking it, and flew it open, nuzzling the cat's chest fluff.\n\n“Fluffy!” He exclaimed.\n\nOliver chuckled slightly. It seemed he was finally starting to relax as Richie tended to him. The cub smiled warmly at the adult, and slid down, in order to undo his pants. The cub couldn't help but notice the growing bulge and giggled.\n\n“I think he's finally enjoying himself, daddy!” Richie exclaimed.\n\n“Good!” Greg replied, watching intently. An idle paw found its way to his growing cock, and he started to squeeze himself.\n\nRichie unbuckled Oliver's belt and went for the fly immediately. With a pop of a button and the slow pull of a zipper, Richie pulled the adult's pants open, licking his lips as he hooked the feline's boxers with them. Oliver's tail started swishing as he lifted his rump, allowing Richie to pull the clothing down. Richie obliged and pulled them down. As soon as they were down, he saw the cat's rock hard cock spring free, smacking against Oliver's belly. Oliver blushed heavily and squirmed.\n\n“You gonna...?” He questioned.\n\n“Yessir!”\n\nAfter saying that, Richie started to work his tongue over the thick meat. Oliver gasped and squirmed about as the boy flicked his tongue along Oliver's length. The cat couldn't help but let pleasured mews escape his mouth. The raccoon cub continued his diligent work, until...\n\n“Gimme that ass.” Oliver moaned.\n\nRichie's muzzle shot up at the bluntness of the statement. Greg, however, gave a curt glare. “Watch your language around the kids.”\n\n“We're breaking several different laws and you're worried about my damn language?” Oliver teased.\n\nGreg rolled his eyes and shrugged in defeat. Richie giggled and flipped himself around. He wiggled his young rump in Oliver's face, the tailhole clearly visible due to how spread his cheeks were. Oliver purred and reached out, giving them a squeeze.\n\n“C'mere you.” He growled.\n\nRichie let out a small squeak as he quickly felt the feline's tongue start dragging along his tailhole. Richie huffed and blushed deeply. In response, he quickly plunged his muzzle down, taking the feline's tip into his mouth, sucking on it heavily. Greg was behind the camera now, working his own cock furiously.\n\n“Show time, Oliver?” Greg asked.\n\nThe feline looked up and waved a hand. “J-just don't get my face at all!” He replied.\n\nGreg nodded, angling the camera down a bit before turning it on. The lens was set square on Richie sucking on the feline's cock, while Oliver resumed his work rimming the raccoon cub. Richie squirmed and whined as he got his tailhole slurped on by the older male, his own tongue flicking at the tip of Oliver's cathood as he took a bit more of it into his tiny warm mouth eliciting sharp gasps from Oliver.\n\n“It's rare I get to film these things from the outside...” Greg mused to himself.\n\nThe two on the couch shivered and huffed as their muzzles worked each other. Oliver poked some of his tongue into Richie's tailhole, the cub letting out a small gasp as he did. 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Satisfied with the layout, Oliver slipped behind the boy, kneeling behind him, and grinding his cathood between the boy's cheeks letting the little boy savor what was going to go inside him. Richie giggled as Oliver hotdogged him and looked towards his father.\n\n“Join us!” He called out.\n\nGreg blushed and let out a small growl. He adjusted the camera slightly and walked over towards the edge of the couch, and got in front of Richie. Holding onto his dick straight out. Oliver chuckled and squeezed Richie's hips.\n\n“Your kids must really love this.” He teased.\n\n“I trained them well.” Greg chuckled.\n\nOliver gave a brief nod, and then wasted no time in pushing into Richie's rump, spreading his hole as the cock quickly sank in with little resistance. Richie let out a loud moan and lurched his body forward. He looked up at his father, and then closed his muzzle over his father's length, squeezing it with his lips. 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Richie was no stranger to being sandwiched, but this was the first time it was by two adults.\n\n“G-good boy, Richie...” Greg moaned.\n\nOliver squirmed and mewed as he took Richie from behind, his cock pistoning with fervor. Greg cocked an eye open and noticed that as the feline thrusted into his son, Oliver's tail swished rapidly behind him, the feline's maw hung open in perverse enjoyment.\n\nRichie's cubhood was noticeably twitching as the cub got railed. He blushed heavily and gripped the couch under him as the two adults worked him. Oliver was drilling him nice and hard, the feline grabbing Richie's fluffy tail in his paws, pulling it up and nuzzling at it.\n\n“So soft...” He moaned.\n\nGreg chuckled a bit and pet his son's head, his body thrusting forward, carefully pushing his cock into his son's mouth. But Richie had no patience for that and eagerly bobbed his head along it, blushing bright and writhing. Meanwhile, the feline was speeding up his thrusts, his tongue hanging out as he got lost in the tight feelings of Richie's hole.\n\n“F-fuck... I can't last much longer...” Oliver huffed.\n\nGreg shivered and shook his head. “M-me either...”\n\nThe two of them pet their respective sides of Richie as they got more worked up causing Richie to shiver and leak a small strand of precum as they showed affection. Oliver's thrusts got even faster, the feline's hips smacking audibly against Richie's rump, sending waves of ecstasy through the boy. Meanwhile, Greg was watching his son go to town on his thick meat, feeling proud of his son’s ability to please him.\n\nOliver was the first to give. With a loud groan, melting into a meow, he thrust one last time into Richie, flooding the young boy's passage with copious amounts of warm feline seed, his entire body spasming as he hit orgasm. 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Greg huffed and knelt down, gently cleaning off the thick white globs from Richie's face with a tissue.\n\n“So, Richie,” Greg started, “Do you like our new friend?”\n\nRichie nodded quickly, still blushing bright and giggling. “How'd you meet him?”\n\nGreg chuckled. “Well, we met on a 80s music forum...”\n\n“...and we were in a video call when my son came up... We sort of made out right there; I forgot I was even talking to Greg.” Oliver added.\n\nGreg nodded. “So, two and two together. I showed him that I had you asleep behind me on the couch... and that I didn't have any pants on.”\n\nRichie laughed a bit. “So silly!”\n\nOliver nodded and chuckled. “Yeah... maybe next time, I'll see if Everette wants to come. He's not as innocent as you though.”\n\nThe feline pet Richie's head, and the raccoon cub hugged his leg. 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Richie was sitting there on the basement couch, legs crossed, paws resting in his lap, not wearing a single shred of clothing. His body was slightly rocking as he watched his father set up his camera.

“Any minute now, Richie, just be patient.” Greg said.

Richie pouted, frowning and laying back on the couch completely.

“But I want him here now...” the cub whined.

Greg chuckled and stepped away from setting up his tripod. He walked over to the couch and knelt down next to it, his paw rubbing Richie's belly.

“Well, I'd offer to warm you up, but I'm sure he'd appreciate getting you fresh.” Greg said.

Richie giggled and kicked himself up in order to hug onto his dad. Greg chuckled and wrapped an arm around his son, pulling him into a close embrace. His other paw slipped down, in order to cup Richie's sheath. The young boy let out a small chirr and squirmed into his father's paw.

“D-dad!” Richie giggled out.

Greg smirked and lightly pressed his paw a bit firmer against Richie's sheath. The boy shivered slightly as he felt his tip start to poke out. Greg felt it and blushed a little, slowly sliding down...

*DING-DONG*

Greg rolled his eyes a bit and chuckled, standing up. “Well, that must be him.” The adult said.

Richie shot up and grinned wide. He started to run by the stairs, but was quickly picked up by his father, holding him tight.

“Woah there, champ! Can't let anyone else see you naked, remember?” Greg reminded.

Richie's ears folded back as he nodded. “Right... sorry!”

Greg pet his son's head before heading upstairs. He looked at himself in the foyer mirror to see that he looked presentable. His outfit was simple enough, a green polo and khaki cargo shorts. Greg just shook his head and went for the door. Why fuss about clothes he wasn't going to be wearing soon anyway. Greg looked through the peephole and saw a dull green eye looking into it. The raccoon smirked and swung the door open.

“Glad to see you made it in one piece, Oliver.” Greg said in greeting.

The feline on the other side seemed jolted a bit as Greg opened the door. He quickly composed himself and let out a sigh in relief.

“Good... you aren't a cop.” He said.

Greg chuckled and stepped aside, clearing the way into the house. “Well, no. My wife is though.”

Oliver immediately tensed up at those words. Greg laughed slightly and shook his head.

“Don't worry, she'll be gone until late tonight.” He said.

The gray cat relaxed his body and punched Greg's shoulder. “Dammit, don't do that to me!”

Greg let out a grunt and rubbed his arm; the punch was surprisingly hard. “Sorry... I deserved that.”

“Yes you did.” Oliver's reply was blunt.

The feline noticed a particular photo sitting on the foyer table and went to look over it. It was an entire family picture: Greg and his brown-furred, red-haired wife Caitlyn, and their three boys, arranged right to left from oldest to youngest.

While he was looking at the picture, Greg took notice finally of what Oliver was wearing. The gray tabby was dressed in a long sleeved, periwinkle-colored button down shirt, which was tucked into a pair of khakis, complete with belt. As for footwear, he wore a pair of black loafers. And of course, the glasses resting comfortably on his head.

“You must be pretty well off.” Greg noted.

Oliver blinked and pulled his eyes up from the photo. “Y-yeah. Inheritance...” The feline yawned and set the photo back down. “So, where's this son of yours?”

“Oh! He's downstairs. I didn't want him to come to the door, because... well, he's already naked.” Greg explained.

The feline's eyes widened in reaction. “...Already?”

Greg laughed. “Yeah, well, when the wife isn't home, it's encoura-... well, I guess it's more of a rule that the clothes come off.”

Oliver blinked and tugged at his shirt. “Does that mean I gotta...?”

Greg shook his head. “Downstairs if you want.”

With that, Greg started towards the basement, Oliver following close behind. The cat rubbed his wrists in nervousness as he followed the adult raccoon. Upon arriving downstairs, his heart skipped a beat at what he saw. Richie was laying back on the couch, still naked as the day he was born, playing on his 3DS.

“Richie, our guest is here.” Greg said.

Richie immediately closed his game system and got off the couch. He ran up to Oliver and stood at attention, grinning a wide-toothy grin.

“Hi there, Mr. Oliver!” Richie greeted.

Oliver gulped and looked down at the cub. His heart was racing as he looked over the boy, admiring the way his different fur colors blended into each other, how it shined, and how young he was overall. He reached a shaking paw out towards the boy. When it made contact with Richie's head, the feline let out a small nervous sigh, even shivering slightly.

“H-hello, Richie. Just... call me Oliver.” Oliver said.

“Nervous?” Greg asked.

Oliver nodded, turning towards Greg, only to have his jaw drop as he saw Greg just finishing getting nude. The adult raccoon kicked his clothes away and walked back over to his camera, finishing the set up.

“You're... so casual about it...” He stated. “And is that a... camera?”

Greg nodded, tightening the legs of the tripod. “Yep. I figured you'd wanna look back to today, ya know? I’ll send you the file after a little editing.”

“Besides, dad records nearly everything we do!” Richie exclaimed.

Richie's face immediately fell into a frown as he watched Oliver turn, burying his face in his paws.

“I dunno if I can do this.” Oliver groaned.

Greg put a paw on Oliver's shoulder in an attempt to help calm the feline down. “I can understand that you're nervous. But I promise, you're in no danger here.”

Oliver sighed and walked over to the couch. He plopped onto it and leaned back, letting out a loud sigh. Greg noted this and nudged Richie forward. The boy looked to his father and nodded, padding over to the couch. He climbed onto it, specifically, Oliver's lap. The cat let out a sharp gasp and looked down at the naked boy straddling him.

“Let me lead until you're comfortable, ok?” Richie asked.

Oliver nodded slowly, biting his bottom lip. “S-sure.”

Richie giggled and started unbuttoning Oliver's shirt. The dark gray bit of chest fluff he had poofed out as the cub worked downward. The feline squirmed a bit as he watched the little raccoon undress him. When the shirt was completely opened up, Richie pulled it out, untucking it, and flew it open, nuzzling the cat's chest fluff.

“Fluffy!” He exclaimed.

Oliver chuckled slightly. It seemed he was finally starting to relax as Richie tended to him. The cub smiled warmly at the adult, and slid down, in order to undo his pants. The cub couldn't help but notice the growing bulge and giggled.

“I think he's finally enjoying himself, daddy!” Richie exclaimed.

“Good!” Greg replied, watching intently. An idle paw found its way to his growing cock, and he started to squeeze himself.

Richie unbuckled Oliver's belt and went for the fly immediately. With a pop of a button and the slow pull of a zipper, Richie pulled the adult's pants open, licking his lips as he hooked the feline's boxers with them. Oliver's tail started swishing as he lifted his rump, allowing Richie to pull the clothing down. Richie obliged and pulled them down. As soon as they were down, he saw the cat's rock hard cock spring free, smacking against Oliver's belly. Oliver blushed heavily and squirmed.

“You gonna...?” He questioned.

“Yessir!”

After saying that, Richie started to work his tongue over the thick meat. Oliver gasped and squirmed about as the boy flicked his tongue along Oliver's length. The cat couldn't help but let pleasured mews escape his mouth. The raccoon cub continued his diligent work, until...

“Gimme that ass.” Oliver moaned.

Richie's muzzle shot up at the bluntness of the statement. Greg, however, gave a curt glare. “Watch your language around the kids.”

“We're breaking several different laws and you're worried about my damn language?” Oliver teased.

Greg rolled his eyes and shrugged in defeat. Richie giggled and flipped himself around. He wiggled his young rump in Oliver's face, the tailhole clearly visible due to how spread his cheeks were. Oliver purred and reached out, giving them a squeeze.

“C'mere you.” He growled.

Richie let out a small squeak as he quickly felt the feline's tongue start dragging along his tailhole. Richie huffed and blushed deeply. In response, he quickly plunged his muzzle down, taking the feline's tip into his mouth, sucking on it heavily. Greg was behind the camera now, working his own cock furiously.

“Show time, Oliver?” Greg asked.

The feline looked up and waved a hand. “J-just don't get my face at all!” He replied.

Greg nodded, angling the camera down a bit before turning it on. The lens was set square on Richie sucking on the feline's cock, while Oliver resumed his work rimming the raccoon cub. Richie squirmed and whined as he got his tailhole slurped on by the older male, his own tongue flicking at the tip of Oliver's cathood as he took a bit more of it into his tiny warm mouth eliciting sharp gasps from Oliver.

“It's rare I get to film these things from the outside...” Greg mused to himself.

The two on the couch shivered and huffed as their muzzles worked each other. Oliver poked some of his tongue into Richie's tailhole, the cub letting out a small gasp as he did. The cat reached a paw up and grabbed onto Richie's cubhood, stroking and squeezing it while continuing to slather his hole enough to be lubed up for what was going to happen next.

“You're really going at it...” Greg chuckled from behind the camera.

Oliver smirked and finally pulled away from Richie's rump, licking his lips. “You ain't seen nothing yet.” The feline pat Richie's rear and bucked up. “Ready for my dick, Richard?”

Richie slurped off the adult's length and whined. “Don't call me that!”

“Sorry, sorry! Are you ready, Richie?” Oliver swiftly corrected.

Richie nodded, sticking his tongue out. “Just put me wherever you want.”

Oliver chuckled and nodded. He gently grabbed onto Richie and lifted him up. He set the boy on all fours on the couch, making sure his legs were nice and spread for quick access. Satisfied with the layout, Oliver slipped behind the boy, kneeling behind him, and grinding his cathood between the boy's cheeks letting the little boy savor what was going to go inside him. Richie giggled as Oliver hotdogged him and looked towards his father.

“Join us!” He called out.

Greg blushed and let out a small growl. He adjusted the camera slightly and walked over towards the edge of the couch, and got in front of Richie. Holding onto his dick straight out. Oliver chuckled and squeezed Richie's hips.

“Your kids must really love this.” He teased.

“I trained them well.” Greg chuckled.

Oliver gave a brief nod, and then wasted no time in pushing into Richie's rump, spreading his hole as the cock quickly sank in with little resistance. Richie let out a loud moan and lurched his body forward. He looked up at his father, and then closed his muzzle over his father's length, squeezing it with his lips. Oliver gave a small purr as he pushed himself in, his eyes closed tight while his hips moved forward.

“H-hot damn... so tight.” He moaned.

Greg huffed and put a paw against the armrest of the couch to steady himself. Richie's eyes were also closed tight as he felt himself stuffed from both sides. Oliver felt himself immediately hilt into the young cub and shivered, fully appreciating the youth of the ass he was drilling.

“He's... y-younger than my usual pref... how much can he take?” Oliver asked.

Greg chuckled a bit and wiggled his hips. “Not too much... but quite a bit.”

Oliver gave a small nod and wink. “I'll be gentle.”

With that, Oliver started thrusting forward, steadily building up a nice, quick rhythm, his cock gliding in and out of Richie's tailhole. The cub shivered and squirmed, his muzzle tight over his dad's member, slurping loudly on it as his gasps and moans brushed over it, muffled by it. Greg couldn't help but slightly rock his hips forward. Richie was no stranger to being sandwiched, but this was the first time it was by two adults.

“G-good boy, Richie...” Greg moaned.

Oliver squirmed and mewed as he took Richie from behind, his cock pistoning with fervor. Greg cocked an eye open and noticed that as the feline thrusted into his son, Oliver's tail swished rapidly behind him, the feline's maw hung open in perverse enjoyment.

Richie's cubhood was noticeably twitching as the cub got railed. He blushed heavily and gripped the couch under him as the two adults worked him. Oliver was drilling him nice and hard, the feline grabbing Richie's fluffy tail in his paws, pulling it up and nuzzling at it.

“So soft...” He moaned.

Greg chuckled a bit and pet his son's head, his body thrusting forward, carefully pushing his cock into his son's mouth. But Richie had no patience for that and eagerly bobbed his head along it, blushing bright and writhing. Meanwhile, the feline was speeding up his thrusts, his tongue hanging out as he got lost in the tight feelings of Richie's hole.

“F-fuck... I can't last much longer...” Oliver huffed.

Greg shivered and shook his head. “M-me either...”

The two of them pet their respective sides of Richie as they got more worked up causing Richie to shiver and leak a small strand of precum as they showed affection. Oliver's thrusts got even faster, the feline's hips smacking audibly against Richie's rump, sending waves of ecstasy through the boy. Meanwhile, Greg was watching his son go to town on his thick meat, feeling proud of his son’s ability to please him.

Oliver was the first to give. With a loud groan, melting into a meow, he thrust one last time into Richie, flooding the young boy's passage with copious amounts of warm feline seed, his entire body spasming as he hit orgasm. Greg followed suit, but he was different.

When he felt himself get close, Greg signaled to Richie by tapping his nose. The cub nodded and opened his mouth, allowing Greg to pull out. The adult rapidly stroked himself off letting his paw glide across his thick cock. Within seconds he began letting out a series of grunts as he climaxed, painting Richie's face white with his sticky load. Richie purred in passion as he felt the release from both sides, causing his own little cocklet to shiver as he released thin strings of cum onto the couch without a single second of manual stimulation since Oliver had begun to penetrate him.

“F-fuuuaahh...” Oliver panted out in afterglow.

He pulled out of Richie and flopped back onto the couch, panting heavily, his arm even hanging off the edge of the couch. Greg huffed and knelt down, gently cleaning off the thick white globs from Richie's face with a tissue.

“So, Richie,” Greg started, “Do you like our new friend?”

Richie nodded quickly, still blushing bright and giggling. “How'd you meet him?”

Greg chuckled. “Well, we met on a 80s music forum...”

“...and we were in a video call when my son came up... We sort of made out right there; I forgot I was even talking to Greg.” Oliver added.

Greg nodded. “So, two and two together. I showed him that I had you asleep behind me on the couch... and that I didn't have any pants on.”

Richie laughed a bit. “So silly!”

Oliver nodded and chuckled. “Yeah... maybe next time, I'll see if Everette wants to come. He's not as innocent as you though.”

The feline pet Richie's head, and the raccoon cub hugged his leg. They spent the rest of the day naked, just hanging out, getting to know each other better while listening to lots of New Wave.

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