Was this a bad idea? Yes. Was anything going to stop Benny from doing what he wanted? Absolutely not.

The young, 15-year-old otter stood nervously outside the nightclub named 'Desire', his stomach twisting with anxiety as he tried to work up the courage to enter. He was fully aware that he wouldn't be allowed inside through the front door, and he knew that his parents would kill him if they found him here-- though he had an inkling that they'd be more upset that he went to a gay club, rather than a standard nightclub. Benny's parents were...definitely not overprotective, but they wouldn't like him sneaking out in the dead of night; what they didn't know couldn't hurt them, however.

The otter had crossed the road sometime earlier was lingering at the edge of the building, standing in the alleyway that was wedged between the club's building and the IT store that sat next to it, currently closed. He watched the line from some distance away, the bouncer facing away from him, and grimaced when he realised it was impossible to sneak in past the bouncer, especially when it was highly likely someone at the door would rat him out. His only option then was the side door, further down the alleyway-- he didn't know what laid beyond, but he was pretty sure that it was somewhere in the back of the nightclub...which worked out just fine for him. He didn't need to be on the dance floor or even get drunk; he just wanted to breathe in the atmosphere. He'd been sheltered and closeted for simply too long.

Slowly, Benny made his way down the alley, clad in a loose-fitting tank top and a pair of shorts that was perhaps too little to wear, considering it was a cold spring evening, when winter had just barely passed. He didn't feel chilly, however-- maybe it was his rapidly beating heart or the nerves that coursed through his veins, but he felt inexplicably warm and excited. As he approached the fire exit around the back of the club, the door swung open and the thumping music of the nightclub inside blasted out into the dingy, cold alley. Benny did the instinctive thing and hid against the side of the dumpster near the door, watching as a well-built canine, his fur a mixture of black and a deep midnight purple, stepped out and sighed, bringing a cigarette to his lips. The otter stared from the side of the dumpster hesitantly, looking the man up and down-- he was tall, probably slightly above average height, and he has the physique of a bodybuilder. One ear was marked, its tip cut off, and as he turned in Benny's direction the otter caught sight of a scar that ran up from his chest and around to his neck. Benny couldn't see much of more than that, for he had to duck to hide himself, his heart hammering in his chest. 

"Who's there?" The man's voice, deep and baritone, cut through the air. "Fuck, it's not another one of your methheads, is it? For the last time, I ain't letting you suck my cock for a..."

The man continued to talk as he rounded the side of the dumpster, coming face to face with the meekly cowering otter. Benny didn't find him scary-- quite the contrary, he was very physically attractive-- but he didn't want to get in trouble and he forced to go home. If anything, he was hoping the man might let him in. The canine paused for a moment, his sentence trailing off, before his muzzle pursed and he glared down at the boy, looking him up and down.

"What are you doing here, kid? You're like...12? 13?" The man grunted, guessing his age from his short stature. Benny was shorter than kids his age: whilst other 15-year-olds were nearer to 5 and a half foot, Benny was a whole 6 inches shorter.

"I-I'm 15." It was perhaps the wrong thing to say, but he felt strangely defensive about his age. The canine hummed and didn't seem to believe him.

"You ain't answered my question." He pointed out, and Benny shuffled on the spot, trying to stand more upright-- but he was vividly aware of the roughly just over a foot difference in height-- it was a little intimidating.

"I was, uh..." Benny began, before a voice to his right made his jump.

"Yo, Ant! The fuck's takin' you so long, man?" A booming voice cut through the air and from around the side of the dumpster appeared an equally as muscular man-- a hyena, with a spotted mixture of black and brown fur and a spiky, punk-like mohawk atop his head. He thumped the canine's shoulder and then looked down at Benny, his eyes taking him in; the otter felt like he was being undressed on the spot.

"Who's the cute piece?" The man grunted, turning to the person named Ant. The other canine shrugged, and Benny couldn't help but blush at the strange, objectifying remark; it tickled his submissive side, which was particularly prominent.

"Just some kid lookin' to sneak in," Ant explained, reaching up and rubbing the back of his neck. "I was about to tell him to go home."

"And let him miss out on all the fun?" The hyena grimaced, before clasping Benny's shoulder with a large, imposing hand. "We can hide him in Dillon's room."

"But..." The canine began, but the hyena ignored him. He hooked his arm around Benny's lithe shoulder and tugged him close, pulling him away from the side of the dumpster and out into the open.

"What's your name, pup?" Though his terminology was accurate, the hyena's teasing tone made Benny both shy and aroused.

"B-Benny." He introduced himself with a stammer and the man grinned, patting him on the ass and leading him around towards the fire exit as the other canine followed behind them, grimacing and looking uncomfortable. Benny was directed through the door and into the warmth of a darkly lit corridor, with rich purple carpets and black walls that made the entire place look dark and shady. The corridor was narrow, and on either side sat several doors, with little plaques denoting a number and nothing more.

"The name's Tex, kid." The hyena introduced himself in kind as he pushed opened the door marked as '03', and he pushed Benny through it with a little more force than before-- but ultimately, the otter offered no resistance to his 'coaxing'. Inside the room was nothing but a bed draped in crimson red blankets and covers, with a small vanity table to the side dotted with the odd make-up product. There wasn't even a dresser or a wardrobe, or even hangers on the back of the door. It was...barren, but that must have been the point.

Benny hadn't even been in the room for longer than a couple of seconds before the Hyena's hands were already on him, touching along his hips and snaking up his body, thumbing his tank top and pressing firmly to the front of his body. He groped around the young otter's chest and felt the flatness of his pecs, before trailing back down and pinching the hem of his shirt between his thumbs and forefingers.

"You want in on this, Ant?" The hyena grunted, loosely tugging at the tank top, though not yet lifting it up and over Benny's head. The otter squirmed on the spot, facing the bed, and he had a pretty good idea of what was in store for him-- though it wasn't his intention to go out and get laid that night, he certainly wasn't going to complain. The man's touch was already stirring his loins and causing his young member to harden, and he was eagerly anticipating what was to come.

"Fuck it. Why not?" The canine murmured his response, and Benny watched as the man rounded his side and moved to stand in front of him, towering over his significantly smaller frame. The canine's hands moved down towards his hips and he jammed his large fingers in between the waistband of Benny's shorts and his flesh, pushing them down and revealing a pair of girlish panties, lacey and black like elegant lingerie. The canine grinned with amusement at the sight, pressing his palm to the front and causing Benny to shudder on the spot at the touch, before he pushed it down on either side, revealing the loins beneath as the hyena yanked the otter's tank top over his head. Beneath the top was a delicate, intricate tattoo that spread across Benny's back and around his collarbone, a vibrant cyan as a sharp contrast to his brown fur and dark cream front. The tattoos ran down his arms, and his exposed ass quickly revealed an obvious similarly-coloured paw print.

"Nice tats, kid. A little tacky, but..." The hyena clasped the 15-year-old's ass and squeezed, fingers digging into the soft, young, malleable flesh. Benny whimpered and squirmed on the spot, watching as the canine named Ant took his clothes and tossed them into the corner. Tex moved his hands across and grasped Benny's hip, pushing him forwards and lifting him up onto the bed. The otter scooted across on his knees and then tumbled forwards with a quick and easy push to his back, laying on his front with his thick tail curling down to hide the crack of his ass. He rolled, flipping onto his front and staring wide-eyed as the hyena began to strip, yanking off his heavy leather jacket and dropping it to the floor along with his undershirt, exposing a muscled chest and big, ample pecs.

"This is what you want, ain't it kid?" The hyena reached down, firmly grasping an obvious package hiding beneath baggy jeans, and Benny couldn't help but whine, the tip of his little otter tail smacking against the covers over and over, betraying his excitement. With a smirk, Tex loosened the button of his jeans and tugged down the zipper, letting the pants fall easily around his ankles. From there, his erection was obvious-- so prominent, in fact, that it threatened to squeeze itself through the buttoned hole on the front of his boxers and reveal itself.

Of course, the man didn't let the otter go without seeing it for too long: all it took was the dropping of Tex's underwear to reveal his member, humanoid and twitching, to the boy. 10 inches of foreskinned meat sat upright at a 20-degree angle, the tip just barely revealed at the end. Benny's mouth practically went dry at the sight and he visibly tensed, both nervous about his first time whilst simultaneously aroused and eager. Tex stood there for a moment, letting the cub drink in the sight of his cocks, before he climbed up onto the bed. Ant, on the other hand, awkwardly watched from a distance, not sure when to join in but visibly aroused as well.

Tex slinked closer, hovering by the teen's waist before he reached out and flipped him over, putting him back on his front. Benny squirmed at first but halted immediately when he felt a large hand on his ass, squeezing his flesh and parted his cheeks with a single intruding thumb sliding down his crack. The hyena's other hand soon joined the first as he spread the otter's cheeks wide, and Benny suddenly felt a wet warmth as Tex jammed his muzzle up against the boy's ass and stuck out his tongue. The man's wide, wet appendage smeared in circles around the teen's entrance and his tongue threatened to penetrate that young ring, each prod and lick making Benny whimper and groan against the bed. The otter instinctively reached out to grab a pillow and tucked it under his chin, lidding his eyes and huffing quietly against the fabric as the hyena mashed his button, over and over.

"Not as tight as I thought you'd be," Tex remarked, pulling back for just a moment. "You not a virgin, kid?"

"I...I am," Benny spoke up, his voice frail and shaky with nerves. "I've just, um...been practicing."

"Quite the eager beaver, huh? I ain't gonna complain. You've got such a cute ass..." Text growled before lowering back down, slowly but surely rimming the boy's asshole and attempting to help loosen up his virgin behind. He stuck his tongue out further, pressing firmly to the boy's ass before his tongue slipped inside, stretching the ring just a little as Tex did his best to explore the cub's innards. Benny gasped and pushed his head down, instinctively wiggling his hips and groaning audibly as the tongue sunk deeper and deeper, flicking around inside him before Tex inevitably withdrew it, pulling his head back and firmly squeezing the otter's lithe ass.

Benny was about to turn his head around to see what the man would do next, but in the end he didn't need to; a sudden weight pressed against his back, followed by the heat of a pulsing cock sliding up between his ass cheeks, rubbing back and forth and smearing a trickle of pre-cum from the underside of the member against his the teen's hole.

"You want this, pup?" Tex growled, listening intently to Benny's squeaking whimper in response. "Want daddy to pound your tight ass?"

"Y-Yes..." Benny weakly begged, quivering as Tex slid a hand under him and up to his chin, forcing him to arch his back and raise his head. Tex growled against his ear, licking along the otter's cheek and up to his head. He briefly ran his nose through the otter's short brown hair before pulling his hips back, far enough for the head of his cock to slip into Benny's crack. The head of the hyena's fat cock kissed with his entrance, spurting little globs of pre-cum onto the hole and lubing it up for entry. He teased at first, rolling his hips forwards and delighting as Benny huffed and pushed his behind back, trying to get the hyena to enter him. Eventually, he made him wait no longer-- he pushed forwards and sighed as the head of his cock began to stretch the boy's ring, sinking inside.

Benny gasped, parting his lips as Tex's fingers trailed up to his muzzle and shoved inside, against his tongue. With a jut of his hips and a growl of pleasure, the hyena shoved forwards a little, feeling each spasming inch of the boy's warm inner walls around his prick. He lifted his head up and bit down against the Otter's neck as he sunk deeper and deeper, until he eventually hilted within Benny's ass, his member vividly throbbing inside. Benny huffed against Tex's fingers, reaching up with one hand to grip to his forearm as his innards periodically milked and squeezed, his own teen cock swelling to half-mast.

From the side, Ant approached, stripping himself of his top and dropping his pants to the floor as he went, revealing the thin line of purple that can from his stomach and down his body and around his inner thighs, where a pulsing, red canine cock sat atop a pair of ample, swinging purple balls. The canine lingered by the side of the bed for a moment, his 10-inch tapered cock hanging in the air, before he eased himself up onto the bed and slid across on his knees near Benny's front. With a quick gesture from Ant, Tex moved his hand away and it was quickly replaced by the other canine's palm, cupping the otter's chin and keeping him lifted up as Ant settled in front of him. When the canine finally let go of the Teen's head, Benny came face to face with the man's cock, and his muzzle could easily be buried in the man's crotch if he wanted.

"Don't neglect me now, puppy." Ant growled-- though initially reserved, he seemed pretty into it now. Benny lowered his head and moaned under his breath as he dragged his mouth along the underside of the member, trembling with the sensitivity of it all as Tex slowly dragged his hips back, sliding from the otter's insides and leaving a fine trail of pre-seed in his wake, helping to lube up the cub's ass. With that, Tex plunged down, hilting back inside the virgin boy in one fell swoop. Benny arched his back and gasped, and Ant tried to direct the boy's hands to his member, coaxing him to pleasure him. Benny instinctively raised his head and tried to reach for the tip; it took some straining to manage, but he eventually got there. He closed his muzzle around the tapering end of the canine's cock and pushed down, one hand raising to the length as the other settled on the man's heavy balls, using his elbows to awkwardly balance.

With that, Tex set in on a series of thrusts, moving slowly yet firmly as he pulled back all the way to the head of his cock before plunging down each time, enjoying the way Benny's innards spasmed and clamped down like a vice with every thrust. That fat cock inside of him did wonders to his prostate, dragging along and easily stimulating him each time the hyena plunged down into him, and his little member wildly twitched between his stomach and the bed covers, already eager to blow. Meanwhile, he drowned himself in the warmth and intoxicating pleasure of the cock in front of him, feeling the way it rhythmically pulsed against his tongue. He listened intently to the groans of the men above him as he gulped down drop after drop of pre-cum from Ant's girthy member, his fingers dancing over the knot and rolling the balls around in his other digits, exploring and getting a feel for them. Benny could have asked for nothing more, and he hoped the experience would never end-- ecstasy spiked and bounced through his body, cascading up his spine and spreading to every limb. 

"That's it, kid. Nice and slow..." Ant groaned, resisting the urge to push his hips up as Benny bowed lower and lower, until the tapering end of the canine cock probed the back of his throat and threatened to sink lower. The otter struggled to accommodate the sheer size of it, but only because the pounding of the hyena behind him and the incredible feeling of his prostate being used made it hard to concentrate. The more that the pistoning cock stimulated him, the better he felt, and a familiar tingling and tension began to form within him-- he attributed it to an impending orgasm, but this felt much more intense than any other time. The pleasure grew and grew, causing him to squirm and groan around the cock in his mouth as he felt himself nearing an inevitable finish.

"Fuck, the kid's milking my dick...!" Tex moaned, gritting his teeth and beginning to pick up the face as Benny felt the heat rise to his cheeks, and the delightfully familiar feeling of bliss washed over him with an intensity like no other. He violently trembled, his ass and cock tensing and clenching periodically as he climaxed hard, staining the bedsheets beneath his stomach with little dribbles of seed as his innards clamped and milked the thrusting cock as Tex's chest began to heave and his breath came out in hot, heavy pants. He groaned quietly at first, growing more and more laboured until he finally reached a peak. With one final thrust, he pushed down, hilting himself completely in the teen's clenching hole and sighing with relief as he orgasmed. Thick, ample spurts of seed shot deep within the virgin boy's inner walls, shooting into the most intimate parts of his body and oozing around the sides of his cock-- though none leaked out, for the teen's ass was too tight to not let even one drop escape.

"Oh fuck..." The hyena sighed with bliss and kneaded his hips for a moment or two, gently and leisurely gyrating against the otter's ass before he slowly pulled back, withdrawing from Benny's behind and leaving him gaped and used. As soon as the head of the man's cock slipped past the ring, cum began to ooze from the orifice and dribble down onto Benny's balls-- but the otter wasn't even paying attention, his focus entirely on the knotted cock in front of him. He had done his best to bow and suckle as much as he could, but there was only so much his young mouth could reach; Ant wasn't growing impatient, but it was becoming clear that he'd need more than his mouth to get the man off. Despite his working hands, however, his efforts were futile.

"Mm, good mouth, pup...but it's a little too small for me." The canine grunted, slowly easing the otter back. Benny wiped his mouth and looked up at Ant wide-eyed as the black-furred man cupped his chin and eased Benny up onto his knees, watching as the boy's legs wobbled from physical exertion, his young erection half-limp and sticky with his nut. Ant looked him up and down, smirking, before he pulled the otter closer and flipped him around, coaxing the teen onto his lap and up against his cock. Benny sat against him weakly, back pressed against the canine's muscular chest.

Unlike Tex, Ant was silent as he lifted the teen's hips up, holding him gently as he eased him down onto his mostly upright member, with thanks to the blood eagerly rushing to his length. Benny's used, cum-filled ass made it easy for him to penetrate, and Benny sunk down without difficulty, sliding all the way to the man's knot. The otter teetered, shuddering and groaning delightfully as he stroked his slightly bulging stomach, and Ant made a point of hooking under his legs to help steady the boy as he began in on a series of thrusts, slowly leaning back against the headboard and planting his feet against the covers, using them for leverage. Tex watched with a lick of his lips as the sight of Benny's little cock bouncing up and down, accompanied by the lewd, wet sounds of their sex. Tex lingered for just a little longer, watching with eagerness, before he turned and left the room. Benny had no idea where he was going, and Ant didn't seem to care.

The wet squelching of the man's thrusts was audible and potent, and even time he began to huff and pant above Benny's head, fingers clenching and digging into the flesh of Benny's inner thighs, though not enough to pierce the skin. The otter squeaked with every other thrust as his sensitive prostate was probed and pleasured, but his cock remained limp-- the boy, having just lost his virginity, was simply too spent to coax himself back to full-mast again. That suited him just fine though, for he was more than enjoying the feeling of being fucked.

After a few minutes, Tex returned to the room with collar in hand, and he didn't hesitate to climb up onto the bed, stark naked. He reached out and hooked the collar around Benny's neck, fastening it down and tugging on the leash to check that it was firmly clipped on. The otter huffed under his breath as the tension of the leash and collar caused him to push forwards a bit, and Tex reached out with his free hand to push him back, grinning from cheek to cheek and displaying a row of sharp, pointy teeth.

"You belong to us now, boy." Tex informed him, implying that Benny had no choice in the matter-- but the otter was ecstatic, and his whimpering groan of approval was more than enough for the two men. Ant began to speed up, his knot mashing and squishing against the otter's hole as his moans grew heavier and more intense. Benny knew what was coming, and tried to relax his muscles as much as possible. Not a few moments later, Ant pushed up and tugged Benny down, and the otter's little ring stretched far beyond his natural limits. He strained and gasped as the knot slipped past its thickest part and tied with him, swelling against his inner sphincter as the cock throbbed and pulsed. Benny could feel it-- the heated warmth that spread across his loins was a clear indication of Ant's orgasm, though that was obvious from the canine's fervent groans, too. Benny's innards squeezed and clamped, gripping like a vice and milking the man's sensitive cock as spurt after spurt filled the otter's insides with a stranger's cum.

Spent and tired, Benny wobbled dangerously on the man's knot and Ant leant forwards in response, easing him onto his front whilst still being tied to him. The otter weakly groaned and purred, his tail wiggling left and right as he pressed his chin to the covers and closed his eyes, body tingling in the afterglow of the man's orgasm. However, despite his yearning to sleep, Tex clearly had other ideas in mind for him. The sound of approaching footsteps caught the otter's attention, and he raised his head to see the door to the room swing open, revealing not one but two other men, just as naked as them. In their hands, they held the bundles of their clothes, and they dropped them to the floor as they entered the room, shutting the door behind them.

"Boys, this is my next pet," Tex introduced Benny to the other two, who looked down at him with hungry eyes. "Pet, this is...well, you don't need to know."

Benny looked up at the two men, one a white and blue-furred feline though definitely not any 'big cat' variety, and the other fox with tawny grey and orange fur. Not knowing their names added a certain thrill to the encounter, as if he were truly going to be used by strangers. The thought made him shudder and his tail wagging a little more intensely, betraying his excitement.

The otter was in quite the compromising position, but that didn't matter to the two new strangers. The feline approached, his flaccid member swinging left and right, and it took only a couple of tugs to coax him to harden. He slid up onto the bed and assumed a knelt position in front of Benny as Tex passed the leash over to him, giving him free rein to manhandle the boy as he liked whilst the otter's ass continued to milk and squeeze Ant's knotted cock. With a swift tug of the leash, Benny was forced onto all fours, whimpering at his arms trembled with physical exhaustion. The feline tucked a finger under his member and angled it forwards, smearing the humanoid end against Benny's muzzle. The otter squirmed at first, looking up at the feline, before he parted his lips.

"Good boy." The feline purred, sighing as his semi-hard member slipped into the boy's mouth. He pressed firmly down against Benny's lips and slid the length of his cock along the tongue, all the way to the back of the boy's throat. He pushed Benny's face up against his crotch and sighed with bliss at the feeling of the warmth around the entirety of his cock, his free hand twisting and wrapping the leash around his hand, pulling it more and more taut as time went on. He eventually had it at such a length that Benny couldn't pull away, and the otter whimpered quietly before his voice was cut off entirely as the feline's growing cock slipped down into his throat as it grew, eventually reaching full-mast.

Curling a hand underneath Benny's chin, the feline pulled back and thrust against the otter's mouth, sighing with bliss as the otter's squeezing throat massaged the head of the feline's humanoid cock, slowly but surely stimulating him. The man's balls swung and met with Benny's chin over and over as the feline slowly picked himself up into a moderate speed, keeping a fairly quick though not yet rapid pace as he kept Benny tugged to his loins, moving only his hips to meet the teen's mouth. It didn't take long for the fox to grow impatient as the sight and he appeared from the side, eager to have a taste for himself-- but all the holes were filled, leaving him with every little to pleasure himself with.

"A nice piece of ass you picked up here, Tex," The feline growled, delighted and turned on. "Kid can take my cock so easily."

"Yeah, but he couldn't take Ant's." Tex remarked, which elicited a chuckle from the group of men, half-teasing and half-complimenting the boy. The feline's gentle sighs of pleasure quickly lapsed into huffing grunts as his thrusts sped up, his humps growing rougher and rougher. Benny had to time the rising and falling of his own chest with the man's plunging and pushing motion, so as not to cause him to gag or struggle to breathe-- he did eventually manage it, and he soon began to squeak and huff, teetering desperately on his palms as the feline slowly but steadily thrust faster and faster.

"Fuck, I'm already gonna bust." The feline remarked, plunging deep and tugging on the leash to get Benny to take the entirety of the cock for a moment, before the man pulled back and sighed, laying the length of his spit-covered cock across the otter's face and tangling the sticky head in the boy's hair for a moment. He quickly pulled back after shortly thereafter and rapidly pumped his member, the head swelling and warning of an impending release as the feline quickly stroked himself to completion-- with a groan of pleasure, he spurted string after string onto Benny's face, the seed dripping down his cheeks and along his chin, splattering between his eyes and across his short muzzle. Benny opened his mouth to try and catch some as he wiggled his ass left and right, body shuddering from the pleasure of the hard cock still inside him-- Ant would likely be stuck for quite some time, given how his knot still throbbed.

Spent and content, the feline withdrew, loosening his grip on the leash and letting it fall to the bed as the teen otter panted, tired and aching. Tex watched from the side whilst idly stroking his cock as the fox approached next, a grin spread across the vulpine's face. Unlike the feline, however, he had other plans for what he wanted to do with the otter-- rather than have him on all fours, the vulpine opted to instead grasp the otter's shoulders and manhandle him around, using the leash to coax him further. It was a peculiar feeling to have the knot inside him remain firmly tied whilst he was flipped over, but after some adjustment, the otter ended up on his back. One firm tug of the leash forced him to crane his neck back, and it was there that the vulpine's knotted cock pressed to his sticky, cum-covered muzzle. The tapering end teased Benny's lips, and the otter parted instinctively, breathing hot air onto the sensitive cock as the fox slowly slid forwards, entering his mouth.

Benny was astounded that just a small change of position could make the entire ordeal all the more hotter-- it was the tugging of the leash against his neck and the straining of his muscles that made it interesting. As the fox pushed forwards, his knot met with Benny's lips and the teen's nose was stuffed firmly into the fox's pulled-back sheath and balls, where he breathed in the faint scent of his arousal, making him groan with delight. The fox was a little shorter than the feline and so it didn't quite plunge into his throat in the same way the felines did, but it was still certainly thick and girthy-- Benny's jaw ached with how much he'd had it open recently. Slowly the man began to thrust, with Benny unable to see anything by the man's swinging balls and thick, manly thighs. He relied entirely on his other senses, and it was in that moment he felt something else: a hand touching his loins.

Ant, bored of lounging around waiting to deflate, had reached out to stroke along the otter's stomach and eventually reached his cock, his large fingers curling around the significantly smaller member, pinkish in shape and sitting atop cream-coloured balls. Benny was initially only semi-hard thanks to the vigorous throat-swabbing that the feline had given him moments ago, but the fingers toying with his little cock quickly caused him to harden more, and he visibly squirmed in his laid-down position as the fox pulled back and leant forwards, beginning to thrust at a naturally face rhythm, panting wildly from his parted muzzle. Benny instinctively reached up to grab onto the man's hips, both to steady himself and give him some reassurance.

Benny was a little overwhelmed-- his ring felt raw and used, his insides full and aching, and his cock felt sensitive to the touch yet oh so good-- and now his jaw and throat, begging for rest, were used once more. Despite wanting to roll over and sleep, the otter was elated, and pleasure spread through his body and his mind twisted and churned with euphoria was he was pleased and used from all sides. His fingers dug against the fox's bucking hips as his tongue flicked and licked as much as he could, each thrust of the man's hips bulging his throat out and pressing his flesh to the inner lining of the collar. He could feel the knot bumping against his muzzle over and over, becoming wetter with spit and pre-cum as time went on. He knew the man wanted to tie with his mouth, but he didn't know if it'd be possible.

Benny eventually reached full mast, and Ant's stroking fingers felt like heaven. With each throb of his cock, his innards squeezed around the hard dick inside of him, now spent and not pulsing inside of him anymore, and the stimulation of the fox humping his throat made it feel all the more better. It didn't take long for the otter to begin to squirm, whimpering here and there around the vulpine's pounding hips as the fox's eyes rolled up and he began to animalistically grunt and huff, breathing harshly through his nose as his hips and balls swung roughly back and forth, smacking the otter on the nose. It was clear that the fox was going to cum soon, but not before Benny: after a few tender strokes, the inexperienced young teen climaxed, his insides clamping down and milking Ant's cock once more as he splattered his front with seed-- though only tiny dribbles, if that.

"Oh fuck, oh fuck..." The fox thrust a few more times, his humping growing irregular as Benny gulped and tasted what he assumed to be pre-cum, before the heavy taste of salt hit the back of his throat. He gulped fervently as the fox sighed and pushed forwards, his balls tucking up against his body and twitching against the otter's muzzle as he shot a thick, virile load right down the teen's throat and into his stomach. Ant's gentle stroking slowed to a halt and he gently massaged the boy's body, deliberately smearing the seed.

Pulling back, the fox slid his sticky cock from the otter's mouth and smeared his tapered top across the boy's chin, before he was shoved to the side by Tex, who already seemed ready for another round, wildly jerking his cock as his balls bounced with each ferocious movement. Benny lifted his head up, eyes lidded over in a mixture of pleasure and tiredness, as Tex gestured to the canine across from him.

"You almost done? I want another turn." He grunted, and Ant scoffed, hands stroking the otter's hips.

"Yeah, almost." He responded, much to Tex's delight.

"Good..." Tex reached down and stroked the otter's chin as Benny looked up at him weakly. "Because we're not even close to done. Buckle up kid, you've got the rest of the night ahead of you..."

Coming to the nightclub wasn't such a bad idea after all.