The Thick of Things 3

This is a work of fiction and fantasy. The Thick of Things is about a non-existent, extremely horny husky who is NOT based in reality. He is mentally an adult male squeezed into the form of a cub. If you're going to try any of this at home, please do your research and only attempt with consenting adults. :)

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Tyler was spent. This session was approaching its end; the wolf he was making out with remained flaccid and tired, waiting for the horse railing Tyler from behind to finish. The wolf's chest was mottled with a pool of Tyler's cum, the husky's knot buried deep into its fur.

The horse finally heaved and groaned, releasing his final load into the 12 year old husky sandwiched in between them. The climax elicited a reaction from the boy, moaning into the wolf's mouth, feeling the horses's long member grow and pulse deep into him. The equine cock injected a sizable load to join the immense amount of wolf cum already embedded within. Tyler's tail hole was sore from hours of shared use, gripping the horse too weakly to contain both men's semen. It dribbled out the sides, leaning onto the wolf's abs and flaccid cock. No one seemed to mind the mess.

The horse collapsed on top of both of them after pulling out, crushing Tyler who could do little but squirm while being sandwiched in between the men. They all bathed in the sweet haze of afterglow, the air filled with musk and body fluids. They snuggled in the heat, both men nibbling the cub's neck and sensitive areas and coaxing him into an occasional kiss.

They nodded off to sleep, under the twilight ambience of Tyler's room. It was entirely padded with volumes and crevasses to sit or lie on, but completely devoid of furniture. He was a pet, owning nothing but given all the comforts in the world in exchange for mind shattering sex. For the husky, it was a win-win, even though he was not always into what his owners wanted from him.

Tyler dug further into his chest, blushing as the wolf continued to hold him in his arms. Tyler had his favorites, and the beautiful white wolf he was laying bare and naked upon was one of them. The boy appreciated how much the wolf seemed to care about him in their sessions together. Despite the forced countless orgasms he had experienced with the other men, the wolf approached him with a certain level of intimacy. It was a refreshing change of pace. 

Their threesome ended in due time, the horse grunting himself awake from his slumber and taking his leave before giving Tyler a few affectionate nibbles. The wolf followed soon after, giving the boy a deft kiss before rolling over. The boy laid there, pulling some covers over him, still soaking in bliss.

The last few years had been sexual heaven. Every day was filled with sex and occasionally his limits were pushed and prodded. He was a masochistic expert. He was used to the rhythm of being put into an uncomfortable headspace, only to emerge out the other side with a conversely stronger climax. The more he was put through, the harder he came. His owners were careful not to do this too often; the last thing they wanted was for Tyler to become numb to the whole ordeal.

The door opened after a few hours, giving Tyler ample time to sleep and recover. The bull came in bearing a box, taking a moment to pet and stroke the husky. Tyler blushed and accepted the rough hands, letting them explore his body and casually prod his leaking hole.

"Such a beautiful pup," the bull said with a deep, solid voice. "We'll be doing something new today in the sauna."

The cub peered inside the box and was surprised at its lack of contents. There was a blindfold as usual and a set of soft wrist cuffs, but nothing else. The boy was mulling over in his head what else he could possibly be in for; there were no ropes, no cage, no vibrators... it seemed weird to regress to something so vanilla.

Tyler glanced at the bull with a questioning look, who only smirked in return. He knew he would never get an answer; the husky would end up coming in the end, anyways.

"Yes sir."

Tyler headed into the bathroom with the bull to bathe off the previous session's musk. The bathroom he was provided with was immaculate, high tech and had large mirrors, which the boy took a moment to use. He admired his well groomed fur as it sparkled in the warm, steamy light, soft coat marking supple curves over his skinny figure. Astonishing and striking blue eyes stared back at him, looking and failing to find any imperfections. There were no marks on his body other than his gorgeous fur pattern, mottled grays and whites painted in long ambiguous stripes.

As harsh and demanding as his sexual sessions were, his owners took extremely good care of him. The boy was soon washed, dried, brushed and thoroughly groomed with an undercoat rake. The bull took another moment to appreciate the boy before leading him out.

The sauna was only a short distance away, but of course Tyler was cuffed and blindfolded before their short walk. There was always an exciting air of anticipation with the ritual. He soon felt warm, rubber and tiled floor under his feet and the soft breathing of several men waiting for him. The air was humid, fruity and steamy.

"Over here, pup."

A few rough hands petted and caressed him as he was led to a bench and onto his knees, his nose inches away from someone else's sheath. He got the picture; he automatically flitted his tongue out, giving the balls some attention. The cock grew and shifted, a musky red tip forming and dripping pre onto his face. Tyler deduced from the sharp, earthy scent it belonged to the German shepherd. The man was much skinnier in stature than his counterparts, but his cock was well endowed. Tyler let his tongue climb up and explore the emerging member.

A cold liquid was applied to his backside and he felt the inevitable entrance of the bull's tip working his backside. Tyler wiggled and pushed back against the girthy cock, easily accepting it. He felt his hips parting as it slid in, grazing his prostate and forcing a small bit of pre out of his own growing erection.

Someone else was stroking themselves off to the side, huffing quietly. As he was spit roasted, Tyler wondered to himself if the "new" thing had to do with double penetration. He had already tried it before with limited success, but he was far too small for that activity. Even the dragon had stopped topping him due to the fear of causing him damage or wearing him out, to Tyler's dismay.

The bull was all the way in. Though the boy had taken him endlessly, there was still the inevitable discomfort of something way too large wedged against the sharp folds of his prostate and bulging belly. His nerves were excited at the intrusion, his body involuntarily reacting by trying to push it out, trapped in a positive feedback loop of arousal. His cock, now rock hard, dripped onto the bench. He could feel the bull's cock pulsing a deep bundle of nerves, causing waves of incredible sensation to radiate through his body.

Minutes passed as the bull sped up to a comfortable pace, his cock dragging in and out. His breath quickened, his thrusts becoming more forceful as Tyler flexed back and squirmed, trying not to blow his load. Tyler's cock felt prickly and warm as he fought back against the incoming release. It was much too early to cum.

He turned his focus onto the German shepherd who was constantly having to pull Tyler's head back from the intense stimulation. His cock twitched and quivered unpredictably within the boy's muzzle. The boy's tongue was ripe and soft, and the sounds he made excited the man to an ungodly degree. He wanted so badly to fill the young husky's mouth, yet still, the man held back.

The anticipation increased as the momentum slowed and both men withdrew. Tyler was tingling and trembling all over; he was on the edge and barely hanging on. There was nothing better to him than being overpowered by older, significantly larger men. The manly musk and sweat hung in the air, further exciting his senses. He waited patiently; the man off to the side had still not joined in.

The bull picked him up and placed him on the floor, forced to sit on his knees. Much like his own room, the wet sauna was padded with soft, waterproof rubber floor tiles, so his knees weren't bothered.

What was next?

The question in his mind was instantly answered. Tyler was caught off guard as someone peed on his chest.

He made the slightest of movements to avoid the stream,  but knew better. If his owners wanted to pee on him, he needed to stay still and be a good boy. Despite his masochism, they still had ways and means of punishment. He sat stoically with his cuffed hands in his lap, feeling the spicy, volatile liquid hit his front and make its way down his belly, past his still rock hard erection. Some of it got into his mouth - it was bitter and acidic.

"Good pup," the German shepherd whispered. His voice was soft, but dominant. "Take it."

An unconscious part of Tyler's brain reacted strongly to these words. Of course he was a good pup. As the stream pulsed with different intensities, he let himself bathe in the moment. He wasn't deriving too much direct pleasure from it but at least he didn't have to-

The bull shoved his long cock into Tyler's mouth.

"Drink."

Tyler obediently but reluctantly opened his mouth to allow the bull in. He felt his tongue and throat burn as it was inundated with urine. It smelled strong and foreign, overtaking him in a flood of senses. He forced himself to drink it down, forcing himself to accept the member that had given him so much pleasure for years. He tried his best to accept the flow but it spilled out past his lips, felt it run down his neck.

Tyler reeked of piss, dripping onto his softening cock. He felt the heat rising from his face, knowing he was the center of attention. He felt exposed and naked, but still the part of his brain accepted his lowly, submissive position. The taste of piss lingered in his mouth, even after the bull had stopped for the time being. Tyler felt him quiver and shake as the last of the bull's bladder was emptied into his belly.

The bull let out a sigh of relief and gave Tyler a pet and stroked his face for his troubles, before pulling off. The German shepherd had not stopped peeing. He felt the stream move from his chest and to his back, letting it run down his back. Tyler attempted to reset his mind to a more pleasant state, hoping his owners had not noticed his temporary change in mood.

The bull's voice suddenly broke the silence. "You just gonna sit there?" the bull asked in a gruff voice. Tyler was confused. He made a movement to stand up, but was stopped immediately. "Not you, pup."

The man off to the side grunted. Tyler was still blindfolded so he still couldn't tell who it was. His owners were fairly consistent at not speaking to each other in his presence. He assumed any communication was done beforehand, so this was rare. Curious, he lifted off his own blindfold.

The white wolf was off to the side, stroking a half mast cock, with an empty water bottle next to him. It was clear he was nervous, and look almost ashamed when he saw Tyler staring at him with striking blue eyes.

"Bad-" the bull started. Tyler winced, ready for the quick chastising slap for taking off his own blindfold, but he was interrupted by the wolf.

"Don't... it's okay."

Tyler softened, his eyes widening. The wolf was nervous. The boy nodded, changing his expression to one of acceptance and submission, almost pleading. He flicked the switch in his brain as easily as breathing. If there was anyone he wanted to please, it was the wolf.

The German shepherd had stopped his own flow. He breathed a sigh of relief, then laid a hand on Tyler's shoulder. As Tyler looked up, he could see the silent conversation between the two canines. Through some non-verbal means, the wolf gained a slight amount of confidence, enough to approach Tyler.

Tyler looked up. The wolf was blushing, staring back down at the pleading husky. The innocent stare back was interrupted as a stream of warm piss splashed on the boy's face. Tyler could barely feel the temperature difference compared to how much heat was filling out his cheeks. His cock twitched, fully surprised and fully aware he was being marked by his owner. He felt not humiliation, but gratification. The experience was oddly pleasant; to him the wolf's urine smelled raw and masculine in stark contrast to the unclean and bitter piss from the bull. It even tasted better to Tyler.

It wasn't so different than cum, was it?

The wolf noticed the oddly accepting mood from the boy, and taken off guard noticing his stream began to dwindle due to his cock swelling in arousal. He was astonished at his own behavior. The boy seemed completely enamored with him, completely unperturbed. The streamed slowed due to his growing erection and he had to start using force to empty his own bladder.

With his cuffed wrists, Tyler put his blindfold back on and aimed the turgid member directly into his mouth, drinking from the tap.

"Oh my fucking god," the wolf whispered to himself as the situation took him. He was no longer forcing himself into the motions as he thrust in and out of Tyler's muzzle, no longer caring about which of his bodily fluids would grace the boy's body. The 12 year old had completely submitted to him, and him alone, much to the jealousy of the intimate audience.

Something had changed. The pissed enveloped Tyler's tongue, down and his throat and spilled out the sides onto his soaked chest and thighs. It filled his nostrils, exciting his canine senses. He moaned in between the wolf's thrusts, spurring the onlookers to join in.

He felt a warm streams down his back, mild liquid touching his nerves as it snaked down his fur. The bull and the German shepherd had were eager to contribute to the positive experience. He could hear the men making out above him as they relieved themselves. The drain was gurgling happily below from all the activity.

In a few minutes, Tyler was soaked from head to toe. In contrary to how he had thought the session was going to go, he was surprised at how accepting he was of the situation. This was just another fuck session in the end, and he played his part graciously.

The wolf had stopped pissing due to his incredibly hard erection, so the boy took the liberty of pleasing his owner and started sucking and licking with more gusto. He attempted to give him some extra stimulation with his bound wrists but found it difficult after the German shepherd behind him started working his ass, lifting him off his knees.

Having already been stretched, Tyler's hole easily parted and accepted the German shepherd's cock, and both dogs moaned for the effort. The shaft was long, smooth and rigid, easily gliding past his sensitive spinchter. His hips clapped against Tyler's soggy cheeks as he thrust with gusto.

Amidst the forceful thrusts, Tyler could feel his own knot forming, his little cock pointing at the ground at a forceful angle. He was a fluid dump, not just for cum, but anything his owners wanted to force upon him. He had been trained to be the perfect sex toy and he did not disappoint. His hole stretched to wide proportions as the German shepherd began to grind his inflated knot against it, stretching easily with every stimulation. His muzzle filled to staggering proportions as the wolf's member grew to fill the remaining space in Tyler's mouth, forcing his tongue flat. The boy found it difficult to keep licking, instead fall backing to swallowing motions.

Another stream. The bull had started to pee again, soaking his head and back, letting his massive cock rest against Tyler's body, it's weight firm and pleasing.  He felt himself squeeze tight against the entering force in his tailhole, feeling the German shepherd's knot pop in and nestle itself resolutely on top of his prostate. At the same time, his breath began to constrict as the wolf's knot reached its full size, locking itself into place as it quivered and shook with release.

Tyler was covered and filled with cock far too large for someone his age, and a cacophony of emotions overwhelmed him as he contributed his own load to the scene, emptying his balls onto the soft tiled surface below. The thick canine knots within him caused him to shoot with incredible pressure. He was a sex toy, and he damn well enjoyed it. His arms began to weaken as he no longer would hold himself up, letting gravity take him as he collapsed. He was held in place by cock, double knotted and covered in piss.

His eyes rolled into the back of his head. Oh...

The bull, not wanting to be left out, took the liberty of filling one of the canines. Unlike Tyler who was extremely used to this abuse, the German shepherd let out a loud, pained groaned as the bull entered. The boy felt the dog cock pulse with even greater stress. It wasn't just Tyler; even adults had trouble taking the bull.

The whining and groaning was muted as Tyler could hear the men making out above him. The German shepherd was breathing in ragged bursts, his air constantly restricted by the two needy mouths vying for his attention. Though the knot with Tyler was heavily locked in, the bull's thrusts caused indirect, unending stimulation as it shifted, expanded and flexed randomly. The German shepherd was being obliterated, his trapped cock shooting endlessly into the boy while his own asshole quivered against the bull's intrusion.

The bull took a while to cum, and soon the German shepherd had deflated, unable to take any more tail hole abuse. The bull, not quite yet satisfied, turned to Tyler who accepted his ruthless domination graciously with his legs raised high in the air. The boy was coaxed into another orgasm, spilling all over his blindfolded face and the mild bulge caused from the bull's impressive cock. He moaned involuntarily as the canines started washing the streaks of white cum with their own, golden showers.

The session soon came to a close. Everyone was panting, exhausted, and satisfied. The bull and the German shepherd soon took their leaves, giving Tyler goodbye kisses. He felt the wolf pick him up and take him  back to the bathroom.

The boy was glad to be in the wolf's company. He felt safe, protected and pleased to serve. He leaned his head back against the wolf's chest after they entered the warm bath, letting him scrub his fur down after a long, adventurous day.