Old Flame

Chester stopped his car at a parking lot near to the city's park, the old donkey glancing down at his lap with a grin. The young boy he was supposed to be babysitting was laying there, Trevor's face stuffed right up against his crotch, the lion's curious nose sniffing at his package through his pants, the small pair of hands groping and feeling all around his nethers. He chuckled and patted the boy on the head, 
"Alright pal, we're at the park, time to stop poking around down there."
The feline looked up at him with a smile, nodding, 
"Alright, daddy!" 
Trevor clambered off of the babysitter's lap, settling down in his seat to take a moment and pull his pants back on, his shorts not leaving much for the imagination as his tiny cock poked against the tight fabric. He knew that he still needed to wear some clothes when around other people, even if he was staying with Chester and even if he would've much preferred to always stay in the nude, at least being allowed to keep his pants off for the duration of the car ride. The two jumped out of the car and slowly strolled towards the middle of the park, a small playground situated there, the donkey often bringing the cub there to have some fun besides just the lewd variety. As soon as the playground was within view, Trevor giddily ran off to join some of the other kids that were already gathered there, pouncing onto a climbing set and giggling with his friends while Chester sat down on a nearby bench with a sigh, a sly grin on his greying muzzle. The old man kept his eyes on the cubs, both to make sure they were all fine, as well as for his own taboo amusement, wiping a string of drool from the corner of his mouth as he put his imagination to work, the young girls and boys stretching and jumping around. He made sure to get out the newspaper he brought with him, strategically keeping it right over his bulging jeans to hide his ulterior motive from any prying eyes who might be passing by. 

As the equine watched the pack of cubs playing and having fun, stealthily sinking one of his hands down the front of his jeans in the meanwhile, he suddenly noticed a familiar face passing by in the corner of his eye, turning to see a brindle great dane, the male's coat striped with small streaks of black and golden brown. Chester smirked at the sight of the canine, recognising him almost instantly, even with the wisps of grey and white creeping onto the middle aged man's muzzle. He had been one of the donkey's playthings, one of Chester's very firsts even, the dane having been no older than six or seven back then. Now the dog was as old as his babysitter had been when the two were together, the donkey scanning him up and down, admiring his toned and muscled body. Walking right next to the man was another great dane, a boy, very similar in look to him but several years younger, seemingly around 15 years of age. The two were talking and smiling as they strolled past, too absorbed to notice as Chester snuck right up to them, putting a hand on the older canine's shoulder, 
"Malcolm, long time no see~" 
Both of the danes jumped slightly, quickly turning around to see the grinning donkey, Malcolm's eyes flashing with recognition, 
"Chester… Chester?!" 
"Mhm" 
After a few seconds of amazement, the two embraced in a friendly hug, the dog turning to the younger male as he stammered slightly, 
"This is… this is Chester. He's an… old friend. He used to… uhh… babysit me when I was a lot younger. And Chester, this is my son, Sam."
The donkey looked down at the slightly shorter boy, very sporty and still in the middle of his growth spurt, seemingly slightly shy but not wanting to show it, 
"Hello there, Sam~"
"Hey!" 
Chester turned back to Malcolm, giving the man a knowing look as he glanced at the great dane's backside, 
"So… last I heard from you, your family was moving away."
"Yeah, I actually just returned here about a month ago, me and my son. Had some new job opportunities, and I've always wanted to get back to where I spent most of my younger years. I… kind of thought about getting in contact with you… but I didn't really find any trace of you when I tried looking you up."
"Oh yeah, I moved from that old house a while ago now, I actually live only a short while from here nowadays."
The two chatted about the old times and their recent lives, Sam detecting an odd hint of tension between the pair as he stood by. 

Chester glanced towards the boy he was babysitting, watching the cub clambering up on top of the slide, Malcolm following his gaze to the kid and smirking, the dog lowering his voice so that his son couldn't quite make out what they were talking about, 
"Still up to your old tricks I see, enjoying the view?" 
The donkey laughed, his eyes still on the boy, 
"Yes, and no. Definitely enjoying the sights, but it's not just for my amusement. I'm babysitting a boy, Trevor, the young lion jumping all around up there."
The great dane looked at the feline, staying silent and rubbing his chin for a moment before finally opening his mouth, 
"So are you just… babysitting him, or are you.. you know… 'babysitting' him?" 
"You think I'd let a great piece of ass like that slip through my fingers without even taking a little taste?" 
"So you've… been with him?" 
"Been with him? You could say that I guess. More like I've gaped the little bastard's asshole wide open with my flare, almost daily, for the last few years."
"Damn… he can take you?" 
"All the way to the hilt, he's almost as good as you when you were his age~" 
Malcolm sat down and crossed his legs, obviously hiding away his rapidly growing erection, the talk of the boy getting him very excited, his stare never leaving the cute little cub as he moaned under his breath. Chester smirked as his tail whipped behind him, 
"You wanna take him for a spin, I've got the perfect place for it~?" 
The dane very quickly shook his head, 
"Oh, no. I… I can't, I don't… do that anymore. Ever since I married I just… occasionally look at some cub stuff, but I haven't touched a kid in years."
The equine nodded towards the teenager standing by at the side of the pair, Sam playing around with his phone, 
"You're forgetting that I used to babysit your ass for years, you're not getting obvious lies like that past me. How long have you and the boy been fucking?" 
Malcolm seemed shocked for a moment, eventually groaning, 
"I… only for a few years, really. It was right after me and his mom divorced, she had packed up and left while he was still in school, he came home and just broke down on his bed. I came in to console him, we hugged, I guess we kissed after a while, and it just… sort of kept going. How the hell did you know?!"
"It's real easy to tell when the relationship between a parent and a kid goes far beyond the usual sort…"
Chester slyly pointed towards a few of the men standing around and playing with their kids, 
"Like that dragon there, and that peacock, I'd bet a bottle of rum that both of those guys are nailing their kids. Either way, I'm giving you a golden opportunity here. Hell, you and your boy both, you can blow off some steam in any way you want to~" 
"I don't know… he's been asking for rougher and rougher stuff…" 
"What's wrong with that?" 
"Well… I don't know if I can stop after I've gotten started with all that, you know what I used to be like back then."
"Well then it's even better, you get to have your way with Trevor, that boy loves it rough, and I can take your boy, give him the time of his life~" 
The dog thought about it for a while, finally sighing and nodding, 
"Alright, I'll talk about it with him, we've gotta go or we're gonna be late."
The older man ripped a piece off of the newspaper he was holding, pulling out a pen and scribbling down on the piece before handing it off, 
"Here, my address and phone number, call me and we can set up a night." 
"Sounds good, I'll talk to you later."
The two canines disappeared behind a corner, leaving only the babysitter and the cub behind. 

A few days after the unexpected encounter with an old friend at the park, Chester and Trevor were both sitting on the sofa, the old man's arm wrapped around the back of the boy. The TV was playing some cartoons, though Trevor wasn't particularly paying attention to them, his focus more on his babysitter's fingers, the digits slowly sinking deeper into his muzzle and increasing in number as he licked and sucked on them, moaning happily like a newborn calf getting to suckle on his mother. The two were both clothed, but their excitement was outwardly obvious, both having bulges on the fronts of their pants, though Chester's was a fair bit larger. As soon as the show went on pause and ads began playing on the TV, the donkey pulled his fingers out from the throat of the boy and replaced them with his own tongue, suddenly bending down to give the cub a sloppy kiss, his saliva smearing and drooling everywhere as he pushed his tongue as far down into Trevor's maw as he could. The duo's make out session was interrupted by a knock on the door, Chester pulling his head up and wiping his muzzle with a grin, 
"Ah, that'll be our guests I talked to you about."
Excited, the boy followed close behind as the equine hopped off of the sofa and walked to the door, opening it up to reveal the two great danes waiting behind it, Sam seemingly slightly nervous while Malcolm seemed like he was having difficulty containing his enthusiasm. Chester stepped out of the way and waved for the two to come inside, his usual relaxed and harmless demeanour quickly giving way to the more perverted and lewd personality he always had hiding just underneath the surface, 
"Come on in, you're gonna love what I've done with the place~" 
The older dog grinned and looked down at the lion standing next to the group, kneeling down to playfully shake Trevor's hand, 
"Hello there young man, do you know who I am~?" 
"Daddy told me a few things, he said you wanna fuck my tailhole?" 
Hearing the cute boy talking in such a way made the man moan quietly, his sheath quickly waking up in his pants, feeling a few spurts of his watery precum staining his underwear. 

Chester closed the door before sidling up to the teen, laying a hand around the boy's shoulders as he grinned, 
"So, your daddy says you're looking for something real special, huh?" 
Sam nodded and gulped, nervously playing with his hands as he felt the donkey's warm side against his, 
"Yeah…" 
"And what would that be~?" 
"I… uhh… I want it… rough…" 
"Well, I can certainly help with that~" 
The great dane smiled slightly, his attention moving to his dad and the lion, the young cub catching his eye, 
"So… my dad says that the boy is… do you…?" 
"Do I fuck him?" 
"Yeah" 
Chester nodded, 
"Of course. He's a good boy, takes every single inch of my cock~" 
"At that age?! Really?"
"Mhm, it's best for little sluts to learn young, just like your old man learned from me when he was the boy's age~" 
Sam felt the old man pushing closer and closer, his cheeks blushing slightly as he felt Chester's hot breath on his neck, 
"You look very handsome. I bet you'll look even better once I rip off all of those clothes~" 
The compliment made the boy drop his guard for just a split second, closing his eyes and taking a deep breath, the donkey taking advantage of the opportunity to strike. He moaned as suddenly his lips were squeezed against Chester's, a tongue invading his muzzle. He tried to pull back in surprise, his attempts failing as the donkey's strong arms were both wrapped around him, keeping him still as he was explored slowly. After almost a minute of kissing, Chester finally let go of the teen, his eyes rolled back and his face even more red than before, his tight jeans almost at their breaking point from the amount of pressure his erection was putting on them. The old man laughed at the effect he had on the dog, turning to the other two and motioning towards the basement stairway, 
"Let's get down to business~" 

The group of four walked down into the basement, Chester opening up the door for the rest, letting the two newcomers gawk and gander at the sight of his dungeon, Malcolm turning to him with a smirk, 
"Last time I played around with you, your 'dungeon' was just a little room no bigger than a closet with a mattress on the floor."
"It's certainly grown quite a bit. Though neither you nor your sister had much of an issue with the old place from what I can remember. Both of you were happy to take cock wherever you could~"
The donkey chuckled as he opened up his belt, Trevor noticing it was finally time to undress and quickly getting to work as well. The two canines were slightly more hesitant, the dad having a few seconds of hesitation before finally shaking his head and throwing off his shirt, the boy only starting his stripping once most of the others were halfway in the nude. Chester kept his eyes on the teen as Sam slowly took off his clothes, finally blushing as he pulled down his boxers, his red rocket flopping up and down as he panted, his fat knot already throbbing hard. The donkey made sure that the boy could see his equine cock as he latched on an X-harness, tightening it before picking up a large buttplug, handing it to the great dane and bending over, 
"Why don't you help me out a little, slip it inside~" 
Speechless, precum running down his shaft, Sam knelt down before gently laying one hand on the man's flank, aiming the rubber toy with the other, plunging it deep into the tailhole and watching it be swallowed up with little to no issues. Chester groaned quietly, clenching his ass around the buttplug, suddenly turning around so quickly that his length nearly hit the boy on the face, leaving Sam only an inch or two away from the drippy and leakey, half flared cock. He stuttered at the sight, taking a few seconds to gather his thoughts and snap back to reality, clambering up onto his feet as the equine laughed hard. 

Chester turned to his old friend, letting his gaze run down the man's thighs and backside, remembering how Malcolm used to look like when the dog was only nearing seven years of age. He stepped up to the dane, grabbing an extra harness from a shelf and holding it up towards the dad, 
"How about it, wanna get set up with some leather as well~" 
The canine took the X-harness, feeling the heft of it, pondering for a moment before deciding to throw it on, 
"Oh, what the hell, I'll try it out."
After a few seconds of trying to tighten the leather straps around his body, Malcolm looked towards the amused donkey for some assistance, Chester wrapping his arms around the younger man to attach the harness, their cocks rubbing together as he slowly secured the straps. While the two adults were busy getting each other prepped and ready to go, Trevor approached the other young boy, the lion looking up at Sam with puppy dog eyes, holding a collar in his hands, 
"Hey, can you help me get this on?" 
"Oh, uhh… sure." 
"Thanks!" 
The feline handed the collar over to the teen before turning around, 
"I can never get it around my neck by myself, at least not as tight as daddy likes me to wear it."
Sam inspected the red leather collar, finding it rather well used and worn, even having a nameplate with the cub's name on the front of it. He knelt down and slipped the collar around Trevor's neck, slowly tightening it, being sure not to overdo it as he chatted with the kid, 
"Do you like it? Being here, with your… daddy, with him fucking you?" 
"Duh! I love daddy, and I REALLY love all the fun stuff we get to do!" 
"How old are you?" 
"Six!" 
"Six?! You're only six, and you're getting used like this?" 
"Yeah, we've loved each other for years and years already. Didn't your daddy play with you like this when you were younger?" 
"No, not really. That was… more recent."
"Oh."
Sam wrenched the collar until it was nice and tight, the lion turning around with a big smile and a hug, 
"Thanks! Wanna get a blowjob?" 
"Wha… what?" 
"You know, like sucking a peepee. You can suck me too if you wanna?" 
"That's… that's alright, I think."
"Okay, thanks for the help!" 

With both his own as well as the other man's harnesses strapped on and ready, Chester turned his attention to the computer near the corner of the room, clicking on it as well as the nearby TV. He opened up his hidden folders, scrolling through the hundreds of videos, all different lengths, featuring all sorts of ages, kinks, and locales. This time the donkey had a particular bunch of videos in mind however, going down until he found the folder named "BDSM", double clicking on it. He opened the first video, his cock lightly thumping against the bottom of the desk as he saw the first few frames of the video, clicking a remote to broadcast it onto the larger screen as well: a young tabby cat under five years of age was strapped down on a dinner table, tied by his wrists and ankles with rope, two older males gathered around him. One was behind the camera, the occasional blur of his fur visible in the video pointing to him being the cub's father, the other man an alligator. None of the trio had any clothes on, the boy struggling and straining against his restraints as the cameraman stroked his leg, the scalie slapping his shaft down right on top of the kid's belly. He was handed a bottle of lube, the alligator pouring nearly half the container onto his cock as he slowly smeared and rubbed it all over his girthy dick, the cub whimpering under his hungry stare. He moved over behind the cat, grabbing onto the kitten's legs as he nestled his length between the kid's ass cheeks, getting ready to drill inside with no mercy. The sounds of the boy's cries and sobs filled the basement as all four of the males watched the show, captivated, Malcolm most obviously excited by the action. Chester knew that the old friend would have been the biggest fan of that sort of material, the grey muzzle grinning as he grabbed onto the teen's shoulder, 
"Alright boy, you're with me for the night. And Malcolm takes Trevor."
Sam felt slightly nervous about playing around with the donkey, while the lion was simply ecstatic about getting to have some fun with someone new. 

Malcolm felt something deep and buried slowly waking up in his belly, his heart starting to race the more he looked at the video playing on the TV and the young boy standing right in front of him, his inhibitions breaking away one by one as he grabbed onto his cock and stroked it, moaning as he dragged his fingers down his veiny shaft, finally ending with his hand massaging his knot. He snorted like a bull going to breed a cow in heat, the muscles in his arms tensing up as he looked down at Trevor, the boy simply staring up at him with a smile. Malcolm leaned down to grab the cub by the nape of his neck, the lion grunting slightly as he was lifted off of his feet and flung to the side, landing onto the bed and rolling onto his back. Before he could even open his eyes back up, the man was already on top of him on all fours, pinning him down against the bed. His arms were locked above his head, held in place by one of the great dane's hands, Malcolm's other hand stroking his own cock as he moved closer to the cub's head. He pushed his dick right up to the boy's muzzle, thrusting his tip against Trevor's lips with impatience, the lion's maw opening up after a few seconds, allowing him to sink his rod inside. As soon as the canine felt his sensitive tip gliding against the feline's textured but still soft tongue, the tiny and feathery spines tickling and teasing him like nothing else could, he bent over in pleasure, the cub's forehead touching his chest as he grabbed onto the boy and pushed forwards, ramming his cock as far down into the kids throat as he was able to, years and years of built up tension and lust all firing off in one single second, his eyes wide with ecstasy as he yelled out loud. The boy's eyes teared up from the rather rough facefucking, his moans of pleasure muffled and silenced by the thick shaft rolling down his throat, his nose buried in the man's pubic fur as he struggled to breathe. 

While the dad and the cub were busy enjoying each other's company, Chester dragged the teen to the side of the bed, sitting Sam down as he slowly knelt down, the whole bed shaking all around as Trevor was being muzzle fucked. The donkey gently ran his hands down the boy's sides, caressing the smooth and soft fur all the way down to the canine's thighs, his palms massaging the slender legs as he grinned, watching Sam's cock bobbing up and down, 
"You've got a really nice dick, you know that~" 
Chester grabbed onto the boy's knees to pull his legs further apart, giving the man a better view of his nethers, his plump sheath and veiny shaft nestled above his hefty ballsack. Plunging his head down between the cub's thighs, the equine poked and prodded the length with his nose as he slipped the base of the cock between two of his fingers, holding firmly onto the knot as he slowly opened his maw wide, letting his drool leak out all over his chin as he rolled his tongue over his teeth, the great dane very quietly whimpering and shuffling around in his seat at the teasing sight. Chester finally dunked his muzzle over the boy's rod, swallowing almost all of it up with practiced ease, his whiskers tickling the knot as he gulped down the shots of precum that were rapidly gushing into the back of his throat, the boy grabbing onto his ears with both hands and grunting loudly. The man made sure that Sam was completely erect, his agile and wide tongue teasing out any and all hints of softness caused by the teen's nervousness from the shaft and the knot. With the dog as hard as steel, Chester slyly reached beside him, grabbing a hard rubber cockring and slipping it into place just underneath the knot, closing it up and pulling it tight. The great dane glanced down in confusion, not sure what was being done to him, the donkey pulling Sam's cock out from his maw before looking up at him with a wink, 
"Don't worry, that ought to keep you nice and hard~" 

Chester plunged his muzzle down onto the red rocket once again, going even harder with his blowjob, his glistening slobber smearing down the boy's crotch and legs as he bobbed his head up and down at a rapid pace, his tongue stroking the shaft again and again. He made sure to keep the boy just on the edge, feeling the pressure build and grinning as Sam's knees shivered with tension, quickly backing off and easing from his barrage of suckling just as he felt that the cork was about to pop. He edged the teen for several minutes, alternating between intense sucking and much more relaxed licking, giving the canine's entire crotch a thorough tongue bathing as he teased the cub, leaving Sam panting and grunting in a fit. Chester finally leaned up against the bed in order to pull himself up to his feet, wiping his soaked lips with the back of his hand as he stared down at the son, his rod right at eye level with Sam,
"Well? Get to it boy, it's not gonna suck itself, now is it~?" 
Still reeling from the extended session of edging on top of the nervousness boiling in his belly, the great dane extended a shaky hand out to grab the very base of the man's hefty cock, feeling the warm trunk pulsing rhythmically as he was just barely able to wrap his thumb and middle finger around most of the thing, the tip half flared and leaking a constant flow of precum both much thicker and much more copious than his own. He took a big breath, taking in a lungful of the donkey's manly scent, the smell nearly knocking him onto his back purely out of strength. The teen was very hesitant, going much slower than Chester would have preferred for his sluts to go, the equine grunting as he grabbed onto one of Sam's floppy ears and yanked the cub's muzzle into his crotch, the boy whimpering and trying to call out to Malcolm. His whining was quickly cut off however as the tip of the donkey's length jammed into his maw, sliding further down into his mouth as Chester chuckled, 
"There ya go, fucking finally. Suck me off like the good little pup you are~" 
The dane tried to obey as best as he could, taking deep breaths through his nose as his tongue lapped at the flaring tip, trying not to gag as the pole in his muzzle only swelled and pushed deeper, the man still firmly holding onto his head, 
"Keep going, just like that~! You look just like your daddy looked when he was sucking me off in front of his sister~" 

Malcolm has his dick buried deep in the young little lion's maw, one hand on the back of Trevor's head pushing it down while the other was gripped on the cub's lower jaw to hold the muzzle wide open, his hips crashing against the boy's face again and again. The whole bed moved back and forth from the force of his facefucking, his nostrils flaring up and his grunts intensifying with every passing minute, the look on his face growing more and more frantic and furious. He had been scared of letting his true self loose in the bedroom for years and years now, ever since he met his ex wife, having to keep the much more intense part of himself buried deep down. He had felt it trying to come up for air several times during the years, but he had always managed to keep it under lock and key in the end, always until that night at least. The feline was on the receiving end of tens of years of pent up energy and fury, Trevor definitely able to notice the fact even after the many, many sessions of rough handling given to him by Chester, the canine's speed and ferocity approaching levels he had never experienced before. Instead of being able to use his big bag of the usual oral techniques he had learned over the years, he was instead more having to focus on just trying to breathe and not dislocate his jaw as the shaft pounded away at his maw, swabbing the back of his throat with every single thrust, the gag reflex he didn't even know he had anymore being another obstacle. After withstanding it all, the boy felt Malcolm's knot once again pushing against his lips, but this time around the great dane didn't pull back, the man's hips only heaving further forwards. Trevor managed to open up his mouth just wide enough to let the knot slip in behind his lips, moaning with his muzzle full as the older male howled in pleasure, the tip lodged deep down in his throat quivering as it began pumping his belly full of seed. Chester turned the son's head just enough for Sam to see his dad tied to the young lion's maw, the donkey laughing in between his grunts as he continued bucking into the dog, 
"Take a look at that, that's what real love looks like right there~!" 

Trevor closed his eyes and braced himself as he felt the flood of cum rushing inside of him, quickly filling up his throat faster than he could swallow it all down, strings of the sticky white liquid soon beginning to trickle out from the corners of his mouth and from his nose as he coughed and gasped, trying to still get some air to his lungs with the huge knot embedded in his muzzle. Malcolm still pistoned his hips even with his knot tied to the cub, his hands shaking and his tail quivering as he came the hardest he had ever come in his life, what felt like gallons and gallons of his seed shooting down into the kid's throat. He made sure that Trevor swallowed down every last little drop of his cum before he slipped a thumb into the boy's maw, pushing up against the roof of the lion's muzzle to pry the jaws open and pop his knot out, the red shaft entirely coated in a layer of saliva as he pulled back, huffing and groaning from the intensity of his orgasm. Trevor gasped for his life as soon as the cock slipped out from his maw, coughing and sputtering as he tried to regain his breath, rubbing his sore jaw as the man looked down on his, Malcolm's face telling the boy that the night of fun was far from over, 
"You wait right there, I'm gonna make you into a proper fucktoy~!" 
Still panting, the canine hopped off of the bed, leaving Trevor lying there to rest for a little bit. He hadn't expected the new friend to be quite that rough, though he certainly didn't mind it either, his erection grinding against the mattress as he rolled around onto his belly and looked over at the noises coming from the television. The screen showed a lion boy, at least presumably a lion boy, only his muzzle and tailhole were visible from underneath a skin-tight leather suit. The cub wasn't older than Trevor, gently shivering as a large  hyena came into frame, grabbing onto the kid's head and unbuckling his belt before shoving his rod into the lion's maw. As soon as the dick entered the kitten's throat, he began struggling and panicking, shaking all around as he sobbed, the hyena delivering swift punishment by slapping him on the cheek, 
"Shut the fuck up and take it!" 
Trevor idly grinded his nethers against the bed as he watched, cocking his head slightly at the cub's odd reaction. Why would anyone be sad about getting to play around with someone, especially a handsome big hyena daddy like that?! 

Spurred on by the muzzle fucking and the fireworks happening right next to the pair on the bed, Chester put his own oral action into high gear, giving the teen longer and deeper strokes before backing out and letting him have some space to breathe, making sure to always keep at least the tip of his cock inside of the muzzle. His flare was almost completely erect, the end of his shaft big enough to force Sam's mouth to remain fully open at almost all times, huge globs of his precum oozing out and flowing down onto the boy's tongue, some of the pre going down into the canine's belly while the rest overflowed and smeared across his lips and chest. Chester knew he couldn't hold out for much longer, his tailhole clenching tightly around the buttplug in rolling waves as he felt his orgasm drawing nearer and nearer with every second, the donkey wanting to get as deep inside of the boy as he could before blowing his load. He slammed both of his hands onto the back of Sam's head, crossing his fingers together before pulling the teen forwards as hard as he could, trying to force his cock down the dog's throat, getting only an inch or two deeper before hitting a complete dead end, the great dane pushing back against his chest in panic. The equine groaned in disappointment before giving up and pulling his shaft out from the boy's maw, deciding that the kid simply wasn't experienced enough to take his entire girth, at least not yet. Sam leaned forward to cough and breathe, his attempts stopped by yet another assault on his muzzle, Chester wanting to at least take the second best thing if tight throat fucking wasn't available. The donkey shoved one hand into the teen's maw, holding it open as he jerked himself off with the other hand, his flared tip resting right on Sam's nose. A huge spurt of cum shot out from the end of his equine shaft, the first rope landing right between the boy's eyes, the rest of the cub's face getting a thorough hosing from his rod before he aimed it down towards the open muzzle, making sure every inch of the insides were covered in his sperm as well. He let go of the great dane's head, wiping his tip on Sam's chest before scooping up a handful of his cum and smearing it all across the younger male's belly, making sure that the canine knew his place, 
"A six year old can take cock better than you can, pathetic!" 

With the old man's sticky load coating nearly his entire face, hair, and upper body, Sam huffed and carefully opened one of his eyes, afraid that he might be hit with a surprise shot of cum, the worst of the donkey's orgasm thankfully having already passes, only a slow dribble of sperm spewing out from the flared tip as it flopped and bounced around. The boy took the moment to swallow all of the cum and precum that was lingering around in his maw, a huge pool of it having built up during the unloading, the salty taste making him groan and moan as he felt the goop sliding down his throat, building up on the bottom of his belly. He quickly glanced down at his own cock, the shaft having been rock hard for the entire duration of the blowjob that he had just given, almost painfully hard in fact, the tight cockring snugly fit around the base of his knot making sure that he couldn't get soft until the equine had had enough fun. Chester noticed the boy gently pawing at his rod, grinning at his bothered state, the poor lad having been teased and edged for hours now. Deciding to finally give Sam some mercy, the donkey turned around before bending over, reaching behind him to grab firmly onto the handle of the rubber buttplug shoved into his tailhole, giving a quiet huff as he tugged it out, leaving his gaping donut only a hair away from the teen's shocked face. Without giving the cub any time to think or get ready, Chester plunged his backside down onto the boy's lap, swallowing up Sam's entire cock, knot and all, even without needing any lube other than the occasional sprinkling of saliva or cum that had managed to drip down onto the canine's shaft. The great dane almost had the air knocked out of him, his voice quivering and trailing off as he let out a surprised moan, his hands almost without thinking grabbing onto the older man's love handles as the grey muzzle began riding his lap. 

Just as Trevor had begun to properly regain his breath, Malcolm returned to the bed, the dog's hands full of different sorts of bondadge gear. He set the pile of fun things down before grabbing onto the cub, manhandling the boy as he pulled Trevor to him. The lion was picked up and set onto his knees in front of the man, a stiff leather harness wrapped around his body and pulled tight, the leather pressing into his fluffy fur as he moaned and giggled. The harness was already majorly hindering his movement, but it wasn't enough, at least not for the great dane, the canine panting as the cub's arms were forced behind his back. He saw Malcolm picking up a pair of shiny handcuffs, bringing them to his hands that the man had pinned together in an uncomfortable position, the boy feeling the cold metal surfaces on his wrists as the handcuffs clicked closer around them, tightening until he was completely shackled and bound. He gave a few slight wiggles as he huffed, starting to feel a little claustrophobic, unable to stop himself from smiling as he glanced at the final piece of gear that the canine had brought along from the closets and shelves. The dane picked up a brown leather pup mask, the front of it having been designed to look like a young canine, two pointy ears standing up. The mouth of the mask was equipped with a zipper, giving anyone who so wished the easy ability to muzzle whoever was trapped within. In the same vein, the eyes of the mask could very easily be closed with a thick leather pad that would attach to the front with buttons. Malcolm slotted the pup mask onto Trevor's face, the cub immediately feeling his warm breath fogging up the insides of the masks, only his eyes and his maw visible from the outside. He took one last brief look at the man before it all went dark, the blindfold secured to his mask, leaving the lion with little to no control or even knowledge of what was about to happen to his own body, just as he loved it. 

With the boy being tightly wrapped up and secured, Malcolm looked down at the helpless and squirming little cub, moaning under his breath as he stroked his cock, still not satisfied even after blowing a load in the feline's throat. He pushed his shaft right against Trevor's chest, grinding his knot on the lion's belly as he let out a low growl, 
"You wanna be knotted, little kitty? You wanna take it all~?" 
"Yeah… I wanna be knotted."
"Beg for it. Beg to be knotted, you whore!" 
"Please, knot me! Knot me daddy!" 
Trevor shivered as he felt the man's hands running down his body, only able to guess at what was coming next with his eyes completely blindfolded, his thoughts going back to the video he and Chester had watched a few days ago where a young boy was tied by a feral dog, his lips quivering as he moaned in anticipation. Unable to stand waiting for even a second longer, Malcolm grabbed the cub by the shoulders and turned him around, the lion on his knees with his back bent over to expose his tight little tailhole. The great dane hooked one hand around the handcuffs holding the young male, using them as a handle while he pushed his rod between the pillowy ass cheeks, wrenching on them to pull the boy backwards at the same time as he thrust forwards. The first few inches of his shaft disappeared inside of Trevor, the feline meowling and grunting as the thick canine dick drilled deeper and deeper inside, the man going slow but not giving up for even a second. After only a few minutes of pushing and grinding, the boy felt the knot thumping against his flank, expecting Malcolm to pull back and fall into the usual rhythm of anal, his expectations shattering in an ear piercing shriek as the dog suddenly grabbed his ass cheeks and wrenched them apart, thrusting ahead as hard as possible, the knot gaping his poor little tailhole almost to the point of breaking before finally slotting inside with a loud pop, the boy crying and shaking all around.

Chester kept an eye on the couple next to him and the boy currently in his asshole, the sight of Trevor babbling while being knotted almost making him cum right then and there, the bed shaking and creaking from the four all fucking one another. The donkey gyrated his backside, clenching his ass hard as he simultaneously pulled himself up off of Sam's lap, the teen's knot tied in his tailhole tight enough for him to lift the dog a few inches off of the bed before his hole finally loosened enough to let go, the red rocket slipping out from between his thick buns until only the very tip was still nuzzled in the donkey's donut. With long and slow strokes, Chester continued riding on the boy's lap, taking his knot again and again, his eyes rolling back and his legs extending out every time that he felt the man's rim stretching out over his sensitive knot, somehow simultaneously able to easily take his entire girth with no issues whatsoever while still feeling incredibly tight, the equine's anal muscles clenching around his shaft, Chester's techniques perfected over centuries of servicing males of all ages and sizes. The grey muzzle grinned as he looked back over his shoulder, Sam's head flopping all around, the cub unable to keep it together. He chuckled and gave one of his ass cheeks a hard slap with the palm of his hand, wiggling his flank back and forth on the teen's lap, 
"Feel good~? I've had hundreds of cocks and taken thousands of loads in my ass, your daddy probably threw at least a few gallons in my tailhole over the years~" 
The thought of his father nailing the exact same hole he was fucking only enhanced the whole experience for Sam, the boy laying down on the bed and holding onto the donkey as he came hard, ropes of cum erupting from his tip and spewing into the tight tunnel, a long groan leaving his muzzle as he felt like he shot out a years worth of seed in just a few bursts. 

Chester lifted his behind off of the boy's lap, Sam lying on the bed in utter amazement and exhaustion, the teen's legs hanging off as he stared up wordlessly. The donkey squatted over the cub, aiming his creampied tailhole at Sam's chest before giving a gentle push, a torrent of cum pouring from his puffy pucker and oozing down all over the canine's fur as he chuckled. Done with playing around, he quickly turned around and laid his hands on the boy's body, flipping the dane around. Sam could barely get a yelp out of his maw before he was pressed against the bed on his belly, his ass cheeks pulled apart and the man's nose stuffed between them, a slobbery tongue running through his crack before dipping inside of his hole, causing him to moan and bite down on the bedsheets. Chester pulled his muzzle out from the young dog's ass for just a few moments, smirking as he wiped his wet lips, 
"I can tell that your daddy's knot has been back here a few times, you're nice an' loose, should be a lot better fit than with your muzzle~" 
Sam looked behind him to see the donkey already aiming the girthy shaft at his tailhole, feeling it throbbing as the grey muzzle poked it between his buns, his throat going dry and butterflies starting to flock in his belly. His father's knot is already a challenge for him to take, and something that the pair always worked up to with a long night of slow and tender foreplay before the tying, how would he fare with the huge trunk that the donkey had swinging around down there?! Chester evidently wasn't about to leave that question up for debate, grinding his tip against the cub's slick hole as Sam groaned and whined, calling out for his father, 
"Da… dad!" 
The old man slapped him on the ass, grinning, 
"I'm your daddy now, boy!" 

Sam felt his tailhole stretching around Chester's cock, whimpering and grunting as more of it slid inside, the boy desperately trying to relax his body and stop himself from clenching. The donkey threw his head back and moaned, ploughing into the teen under him. The boy was a fair bit tighter than Trevor, but even still he was able to get himself hilted in just a matter of moments, drool running down his chest as he puffed. Right next to the moaning and sweating pair were Malcolm and his fucktoy, the canine thrusting against the cub with his knot embedded in the lion's tailhole. Trevor had gotten used to the pain, feeling only blissful pleasure as the knot ground against his prostate, his cheeks still slightly moist from his tears as he moaned, 
"Can… can you please make the knot go in again, daddy~?" 
Happy to acquiesce, the dane took a steady grasp on the boy's thighs before beginning to yank back as hard as he could, Trevor whining and starting to cry again as the red bulb slowly pulled out, spreading the abused hole wide open, finally plopping out. He began fucking the cub with his knot, pushing it in and out, slowly but surely loosening up the tailhole until he was able to thrust his knot as if it was nothing special. He glanced up from his work as he heard his son whimpering quietly, seeing his friend completely hilted in Sam. Chester wrapped an arm around the teen, feeling up the young male's belly as he winked at the father, 
"Fuck… I can feel my own flare in him. I'm gonna cum in him as hard as I came inside of you~" 
He twisted Sam's head backwards to lean down for a kiss just as the first glob of sperm left his tip and coated the canine's bowels, making sure to keep eye contact with Malcolm for the whole time as the two made out and he pumped his seed. Seeing his own son be filled to the brim made the father lose it, grunting and growling as he thrust even harder, slamming his knot in and out of Trevor before finally plunging his cock balls deep and exploding inside of the tiny boy, shaking from the overstimulation. 

After several minutes of unloading into the cub in his hands, Malcolm finally let go of Trevor and pulled out, pushing the boy over onto the bed, the lion's gaping asshole overflowing with thick seed. He crawled over to his son, laying down beside Sam and kissing the teen on the lips, petting the boy as he cooed warmly, 
"Good job, I'm so proud of you~" 
Sam could do nothing except moan and whimper as Chester began unplugging himself from the dog's asshole, chuckling as he slowly pulled himself out, making sure to move especially slow when his flare was gaping the abused tailhole wide open. He shuffled over to Trevor, unlatching the puppy hood and taking it off of the cub's face to see the boy's exhausted expression, barely able to even move as he unlocked the handcuffs. He picked up the kitten and brought the lion onto his lap as he laid down on the bed, the two nuzzling one another for a few moments before Trevor's maw wandered down to clean his cock, the donkey repaying the favour by felching the kid's tailhole. The father and son duo joined them, laying down right next to the two, Malcolm hugging the teen as Sam moaned happily, whispering into his dad's ear, 
"Dad, I want you to take me like that from now on~" 
"I think I could do that. But we'll take it slow, you're more than just a piece of fuckmeat to me~" 
The pair kissed tenderly, pulling apart just as Trevor came up for air, wiping his lips and collapsing against his babysitter's chest, 
"That… that was fun… when can we do it again?!" 
Everyone chuckled, Malcolm petting him on the head, 
"There's still plenty of time left in the day. You did great as well."
Chester playfully rubbed Sam's nose, smirking at the canine, 
"And you can take my cock anytime you'd like~" 
The four all collapsed together into one big pile, hugging and nuzzling each other for warmth, resting off the exhaustion of their little play session. The group didn't stay still for long however, Malcolm and Chester sitting side by side with each other's dicks in their hands as they watched the two cubs making out on the other side of the bed, getting ready to spend the rest of the night together.