Public Commission #3

The black wolf flexed his abdominals in the mirror and flashed himself a wink with his pearly whites shining back at him in his reflection. The late teenaged wolf always liked to show off to himself in the mirror of his room after his daily workout when he woke up. His sweat added a shine to his black fur as it rolled down his muscled chest and backside. As he hopped into the bathroom and started up the shower, he gave a silent prayer of gratitude to whoever truly blessed him. Bradley (Or BJ as his friends would call him) was on top of the world, living the dream of dreams. As he soaped up his body he counted his blessings for he believed he truly had it all: a well-rounded family that stood just above middle-class, a smoking hot body thanks to said family genes and a smokin' hot girlfriend.

Bradley was -the- star quarterback on his team and held the title since his freshmen year when he first tried out. Not that there were a lack of guys, newbie or otherwise, trying to take his place and his claim to fame. Bradley couldn't help but flash another grin as his length firmed up a little at the thought of his girlfriend. The wolf's sizable cock began to spill out of his sheath uncontrollably thanks to the testosterone changing his body for adulthood standing at an impressive 6.5 inches for his age and species. Brad tried to think about anything other than Penelope, (Penny, her friends called her) the slightly younger otter had an incredibly mature attitude and a high level of intelligence that inspired Brad to be better on a mental level which drew him to her in the first place. Her breasts were coming in nicely for her age and she took very good care of her body as a member of the girls' soccer team, keeping her figure tight and lean. The wolf licked his lips but reminded himself he had no time to lose himself in a hot shower fantasy stroke off, he had to get to school. Next time he wouldn't sleep in so late. Bolting out of the shower, quickly slapping a bit of gel into his headfur, combing it into a decent lick despite its short length and then running into his bedroom the young wolf threw on his school uniform and gathered his things before leaving for school.

The wolf was a little uncomfortable at first, climbing onto the bus while trying to conceal his raging boner. Luckily he never really had any trouble

hiding it or if they noticed they simply knew better not to try and humiliate one of the popular kids. Once he made it to school his best friends were waiting at the entrance for him, the first and oldest friend was his 'bro', the closest thing to a brother a child without siblings could have. Harry, a stocky, firm-muscled bull who was a man of so very few words that some of the others thought he was mute. The black wolf felt he could trust Harry with his life. The other best friend (if you could call him that) was a schmoozing loser that manipulated the online media to propel himself up the social ladder through gossip and shaming. Brad knew he couldn't trust the little weasel (Literally a weasel, no joke) but when a member of your team who was almost as popular approaches you, you either suck it up and smile or start a war. Brad didn't like the idea of dealing with the little punk for the rest of his high school days so instead Brad and Jack became best friends. There's always one in your group, right? The last but certainly not least person standing at the entrance was a slightly taller, slightly less muscled German shepherd named Trent. Brad and Trent got along pretty well, that guy who really complements your group but you don't have much to say to when it's just the two of you, you know? Which seemed mutual to Brad, he never felt pressured to hang out with Trent by themselves or force a conversation which Brad was also grateful for now that he thought about it.

The wolf bumped fists with the bull and flashed his other friends a smile as they headed into the building. Jack couldn't keep the gossip inside longer than a few seconds, spouting "So! Tryouts for next year are today, right? I heard there's some upstart freshman gunning for your spot, BJ."

The wolf could only roll his eyes to in response, "Yeah yeah, whatever. Not like it's the first time I've had to put someone else's game to shame."

The shepherd and the weasel chuckled too as they walked down the hallway together while the other kids looked on. As they rounded a corner Brad felt his cheeks burn a little and the planet's gravity get a little weaker as he saw a familiar looking otter practically bouncing down the hallway toward class, her delicious breasts bouncing along with the rest of her. His friends broke away and headed inside to grab their seats as the wolf grinned down at Penny.

"Hey beautiful, how did your weekend trip with your family go?" The bell rung and he could sense the otter growing nervous about being late for class even as she beamed a smile up at the tall wolf in front of her.

"It went great, BJ! I'll show you the pics I took after tryouts tonight, alright? Maybe we can finally get you to study for the upcoming chemistry test?" She chuckled before sneaking around the wolf and into the classroom. As she did he caught the scent of her arousal through her fruity perfume. Brad followed her shortly after; the teacher had already started and while seemingly annoyed did not call him out on being tardy as he casually walked to his seat and sat down.

The day was a blur, as most days seem to be. Boring class, boring class, recess with the buds, boring class, lunch with the girlfriend and the buds, boring class, boring class and finally the end. Brad and his friends headed to the gym and the boys' changing room, dufflebags slung over their shoulders as they entered the damp tiled room. Brad changed into his practice uniform comprised of a cup, a jockstrap, some basic black nylon pants with knee pads and some shoulder pads covered with a blue t-shirt that hugged his muscled chest and abdominals too tightly. Grabbing his helmet he headed out with his friends into the chilly spring air of the slightly wet, muddy field. Out here, on the field, Brad felt powerful. He was the leader, the one leading his pack. The black-furred wolf took a deep breath of the crisp air even as he identified some new faces. He paid them no mind, because most looked confused or uninterested. None of them could meet his gaze. As with most athlete-wannabes in this private school these kids were probably only here to make their college applications look less privileged.

There was one person that stood out to Brad. Another wolf with a brown coat of fur and a strangely intense look in his eyes. The first person on this field to meet Brad's gaze and not look away immediately. The black wolf grinned as his buddies approached, the new challenger surrounded by his own clique of friends. Jack scurried up to Brad with a weird look of excitement. Brad knew full well Jack was going to be tweeting and blogging all kinds of delicious drama tonight after tryouts. Because of his size and speed, the weasel made one hell of a wide receiver. Jack noticed

who Brad was looking at and chimed in with what he knew.

"Yeah that's the guy I was tellin' you about! I guess his name is Cody or somethin'. Dad was some kind've legend. He's got nothin' on you though, BJ! You must have at least 20 pounds of muscle on him alone!" the weasel prattled on. Brad looked over the field and saw his bro already starting on his stretches before tryouts. The bull was always focused on getting the job done, wasting no time. Brad saw Trent was with him, the shepherd didn't seem too interested in football but he definitely managed to keep up with his friends and the dog would brag about the attention his fit body would gain him.

As the practice/tryouts went on Brad could feel the other wolf's eyes on him, studying him, watching him, analyzing his plays. Normally this would make a guy feel self-conscious or anxious in some way but Brad was merely empowered by it. The newbie wanted to learn how to throw a ball? He'd show'im how it's done. The coach had the black wolf play as the quarterback for next year's tryouts when it finally came along and he performed excellently. No flinching, no distractions the ball went where he wanted it to go when he wanted it there. Then freshmen group was formed and surprisingly enough Coach thought to put Cody in the quarterback position. This was nothing to be truly worried about yet now Cody had all of Brad's attention. If Coach thought Cody was capable then Brad should consider it as well. The brown wolf was more lithe than Brad and seemed to have an easier time moving but his throws were less consistent, a sign he couldn't trust the one catching the ball or maybe he really just didn't have much experience throwing a football. Brad chuckled inwardly as he pretended to do his workout with his friends while studying Cody.

When they were all done the guys piled up into the locker room, the incredibly musky scent only amplified by the thick air of the steamy tiled room as the showers turned on. Mostly all the freshmen waited for their turn in the showers like they always did. Insecure, shy, whatever. Brad did notice a familiar brown wolf quietly washing himself down despite his clique of friends not being with him. Being the popular guy he was, he felt no awkwardness whatsoever as he approached the stranger in the showers and caught his attention.

"Hey there, name's Brad. Friends call me BJ. You got a name? You got some innate talent, looks like you could use some practice though." The wolf smiled down at the younger wolf who returned it just as confidently.

"Well it does run in the family. My name's Cody. Yeah, I wasn't sure if Jack could catch a real throw so I had to test the waters a bit." Brad could feel his hackles rise just a bit, not enough to show outwardly, just a slight tingle.

The black wolf noticed the brown wolf looking around as if to check if Jack heard him, "Not to judge or anything, I didn't want to hurt anyone during tryouts is all, he seems like a great guy."

Brad took advantage of Cody's distracted state to casually glance downward and compare himself to the younger wolf. Cody did have a fairly sizable sheath but with just a glance Brad couldn't be sure if the smaller wolf's sheath just looked bigger in comparison, or if it was actually big. Brad crossed his arms.

"Jack does have a lot of friends. We're teammates though."

Cody took a more relaxed stance, "Well I guess if I make quarterback I'll be his teammate too." to which Brad merely perked a brow as if to say Not likely. The brown wolf chuckled as if to maintain the friendly atmosphere despite the goose bumps along his hackles, "You don't think I will? How about a friendly wager? I make quarterback, you become my slave for this weekend. If I don't, I'll be your slave for the weekend." this attracted some attention from the other guys in the showers. Were they going to fight? Was Brad going to walk away like a kid scared to pick dare in Truth or Dare? No!

Brad solemnly nodded his head toward Cody, "Sounds good! I'll make sure to put my new slave to good use this weekend and have you clean all of our jockstraps when you just barely make tight end."

The tense atmosphere melted into hoots and hollers as it often did in the showers and Brad went back to cleaning himself off before meeting his buddies outside and heading to Penny's for the evening. Unfortunately, he

could barely focus on a word she said when it came to studying and it looked like this little competition would cause him to struggle with yet another chemistry test.

When the results of the tryouts for next year were posted the next day Brad did everything he could to look nonchalant about it, until people started murmuring about the 'new quarterback'. Brad approached the group of people huddling around the tryout results posted on the bulletin board in the hallway, and read over the results himself. Sure enough, right after Brad's name was Cody as second string quarterback. They were both now officially the team's quarterbacks. Cody had won the bet. The worst part was that Brad had to smile and be friendly to the people congratulating him on securing his place as his team's quarterback for every one of his high school years while inwardly cursing Cody's name.

As the black-furred wolf headed to the bathroom to get away from the crowd for a moment and collect his thoughts, he heard his cell phone beep at him. Checking it, he received a new text from a number he didn't recognize, "Hey! Heard the news? First thing I want you to do as my slave tomorrow is come to my house at noon. Here's my address..." Brad turned off his phone and grimaced. He could feel his blood boiling he was so angry. How did that little shit make quarterback!? What was Coach thinking!? He thought to himself. Brad looked at himself in the mirror, face red and hackles raised and took a moment to calm him down. Whatever, he rationalized. Little brat will take me down a peg, just gotta roll with it. Then when the weekend is almost over I'll remind him who's in charge every day for the rest of the school year. His reflection's frown slowly faded into a smile as Brad reassured himself it was not a big deal.

Aside from that singular text, Brad's day went by almost exactly as it always did. On Fridays, Brad and the gang would go and hang out, play video games, run around in the woods, whatever came to mind. Normally Brad would spend his evenings with Penny, but on Fridays and Tuesdays she would tutor the younger students. Often times it would turn into a babysitting gig as well, which Brad thought was pretty impressive. So he almost completely forgot about the bet in its entirety as he goofed off at a nearby park with Trent and Harry. At least until he went to bed and

remembered he had to wake up early to be at Cody's for noon on Saturday.

The following morning Brad made sure to shower early, get a decent breakfast and basically do everything he could to physically and mentally prepare himself to be humiliated and roll with it. He wouldn't let Cody get to him. He was still the most popular guy in school no matter what the skinny brown wolf had in store. Brad slipped on some black cotton shorts and a white t-shirt and headed up town to the upper-class residential area. He knew the place well because he had lived in this town his whole life and Penny lived close by to Cody. It didn't take him long to spot the impressive house Cody supposedly lived in and he steeled himself as he approached the front door and rang the doorbell.

Brad waited for what felt like an eternity but was probably only seconds until he heard footsteps padding down what sounded to be stairs and up to the front door. There was no hesitation or pause and the door swung open to reveal the brown-furred wolf grinning confidently up at the more muscled wolf. Brad couldn't seem to meet Cody's gaze this time though. After all, it was a little awkward.

"Let's get this over with, Cody. I'll do your homework or chores or whatever but let's not waste the entire day with this little game, okay?" Brad could feel his voice coming out softer than usual, more 'defeated', and it sounded odd to him.

Cody had a shit-eating grin plastered on his face as he motioned for the larger wolf to come inside.

"Yeah yeah, yer here so at least you're not pussing out. Folks are on vacation yet again so we have the house to ourselves. I prepared a special punishment for my slave this afternoon." he went on as they both climbed the stairs, and then another flight of stairs to get to the floor Cody's room was on. When they entered the brown-furred wolf's room (which was spotless, tidy and even smelled nice!), Cody walked over to his closet and pulled open the door. Little shit had a walk-in closet, which was half the size of Brad's room alone. Brad immediately noticed a sharp shift in scent as the shuttered closet doors flew open, and he even recoiled a bit at the

stink.

Cody laughed at the black-furred wolf's reaction, "That's why I doused my room in lemon-scent. It's your first punishment as my slave; remember that little jab about washing the teams' jocks? Well now you get to bathe in them for the afternoon."

Brad could feel his hackles rise and his blood boil, but he maintained a calm expression and didn't let the freshman get to him. He had prepared for something like this. Letting Cody get to him marked his doom, but if he rolled with whatever Cody did to him, he took all the power away from the lissome wolf. So, Brad put on a shit eating grin of his own and met Cody's gaze, finally.

"That's it? Cool! Not like I don't have to put up with the guys' stink every day after school anyway." He strolled into the closet and immediately saw the source of the funky scent. In a pile on the floor near the door was what appeared to be the entire teams' jockstraps in terrible condition. Cody walked up behind him with cell phone in hand and helped Brad get into the desired kneeling position. Brad decided to take things a step further and even threw a few of them into the air to land back on him to which Cody laughed and Brad forced a laugh. Cody pulled out one of his own jocks from his clothes hamper and shoved it into Brad's muzzle, which he was about to spit out before he heard the familiar sound of duct tape unraveling and a strong force pulling his muzzle shut around the foul cloth blocking his mouth. Cody was very careful not to block the wolf's nose or hurt him, and when he was certain Brad was unable to wiggle his mouth free or dislodge the jock he instructed his new slave to place his paws behind his back and bound them with tape as well.

Brad sat there, feeling a lot more filthy and less in control than ever. He could barely move with his paws bound behind him and his muzzle taped shut around Cody's jock strap, and he didn't dare try to dislodge it with his tongue being the only muscle available to move it. Wincing, the black-furred wolf didn't have time to react as Cody began snapping photos of Brad kneeling in his closet, covered in the football teams' jockstraps. Brad couldn't wait to see that on MuzzTome with some terribly misleading

captions sending his high school into an uproar. He kept reminding himself it wouldn't matter, it'd take him down one peg but he was so popular nothing would ruin his reputation especially not some weak shaming like this.

The brown-furred wolf reached into his hamper and pulled out another jock stained and powerfully musky and pulled it over Brad's head and blocked out his sight. He could hear Cody's phone go off a few more times before Cody pulled the jock back up over his eyes and allowing him to see before closing the door.

"Sit. Stay. Good slave." Cody then turned and sat down at his desk, flicked on his computer and began typing away as if Brad wasn't even there.

Brad stayed kneeling on the floor in the dimly lit closet. The only light flooding in through the wooden grated door which he would stare through to make sure he wasn't being abandoned in some stranger's home. The black-furred wolf wasn't sure how long he was there until he heard a doorbell ring throughout the house and saw Cody dart out of the room. The younger wolf stamped down the hard wood stairs to let someone in. He heard a familiar feminine giggle but it wasn't until they entered the room that Brad recognized the sound of Penny's voice and the familiar otter's face as they came through the door. Cody shut his bedroom door and flashed the otter a grin before laying down on his bed which sat on the floor across from the closet in perfect viewing range of Brad. The brown-furred wolf patted the empty space on his bed for Penny to sit down. She accepted the invitation; Brad noticed a familiar flush in her cheeks as she pulled her studying materials out of her backpack and laid them out across the bed.

It seemed like Penny had been tutoring Cody for a while, because they seemed to get along well, much to Brad's chagrin. Penny was focused on the school work while Cody kept not-so-subtly making passes at Penny. Brad could feel his blood boiling and his face flushing with rage each time the brown-furred wolf's paws crept too close to Penny's thigh or breasts. Brad knew Cody was taunting him; it wasn't like Brad could speak up if he wanted to. Even if he did cause a ruckus and get their attention, how could he explain being tied up in Cody's closet to Penny? Cody had him right

where he wanted him, and Penny too, by the look of her melting resistances. At first she seemed to be playing it off as harmless flirty behavior, but she didn't stop his paw from resting on her leg anymore and they were sitting really close together.

Brad could hear Penny suddenly speak up, "Cody! What are you doing!? I'm going out with Brad, you know that!" Brad couldn't see the offending gesture that happened from his vantage point but he did notice the brown-furred wolf's paw dipping further down toward her crotch which must have been the limit. Any moment now Penny would storm out and text Brad about what a little creep the wolf brat was.

Instead she hesitated and Cody began to talk more quietly, seductively, "Penny, I've seen how he treats you. We both know Brad's not a bad guy, but you need someone who can challenge you mentally. How many times have you left his house after a study session to specifically help him with a test only to leave feeling like he learned more about your anatomy than he did about the elements in the periodic tables?"

Brad's ears pinned back as Penny looked down and away from Cody, "Just because he's not the brightest..." Cody didn't let her finish.

"You don't have to keep wasting your time trying to bring that muscle head up to your level. I've been watching you, Penny. I was too afraid to approach you in the beginning because I wanted you to be happy and if Brad made you happy that was good enough for me. I know I can do better for you though." Cody rested a paw on the otter's shoulder and they stared into each other's eyes for a long, silent moment.

Brad was hurt, his ears pinned back. He was a little slow, but he still loved Penny! Did he really make her feel that way when they were together? Sure he'd lose interest in stoichiometry equations, but when you're a testosterone fueled teenaged wolf alone with a hot little babe like Penny, it was just the natural state of things. He could hear Penny, almost whispering as she admitted the truth.

"I c-can't just leave Brad for y-you, Cody. He's a good guy even if he can be

a little one-track-minded at times. He deserves better."

Cody let his paw gently glide down Penny's arm to her paws and cupped them in his, "Penny, we're both mature and educated enough for our age to look at the big picture. The harsh truth is that Brad comes from a lower economic class. His grades aren't that great and when the high school dream ends... what are his plans for college? Football hero? While he's flippin' burgers to pay his college tuition for 5 or more years and figure out a real career, what will you do? Stay here and wait? Not go to University simply because you know he'll never be able to afford it?"

Brad wanted to be furious at that moment, storming out with his blood boiling and head held high even if it meant "pussing out" on the bet he made with the younger wolf, but all of it was too true to simply deny. What was Brad going to do after high school? Penny tried to approach the subject a few times about which college they could both attend, and he'd always brushed it off saying that they had at least two more years. Of course, he never considered Penny might actually want to pursue a more lucrative career through a University-level education. If she did that, they'd have to go to different places, and they knew the success rate of long-term relationships. Cody was right. Brad had been holding Penny back this entire time. Sure, they had fun together when they would hang out, but Brad couldn't afford University. He wasn't smart enough to keep up with Penny on an intellectual level.

The black-furred wolf heard Penny gasp and he refocused his attention. They were kissing. Cody took advantage of Penny's hesitation, and now her surprised expression was melting into a more aroused one as she slowly closed her eyes and leaned into it. They sat there for a long moment, what felt like an eternity to Brad as he watched Cody's tongue slip past her glossed lips and begin exploring the otter's mouth. Brad could see the brown wolf's paw slowly slide from her little brown paws to her leg and then slowly begin to travel between them.

Penny's eyes widened and she pushed Cody away, "Stop! I can't do this, Cody! I know I've been looking at my future with Brad through rose-coloured glasses, okay?! Even if I do like you, and you're the wiser choice

in the long run, Brad would be crushed if I left him for you, don't you get it? He deserves better." she said firmly, her little brown paw holding the slightly hunched brown-furred wolf away. Brad let out a quiet exhale of relief as Penny seemed determined to end this, he felt so lucky at that moment to have a girl like Penny. The black-furred wolf's tail almost started wagging until he barely heard Cody lean over her paw and whisper into her ear.

"What if Brad doesn't need to know?" Brad and Penny's eyes widened and their cheeks flushed, one from arousal, one from anger. Penny tried to lean back and away from Cody.

"W-what?" she gasped. Cody's form leaned over her further, both muscular arms coming down beside her to hold himself up and keep her pinned beneath him.

"We'll keep it a secret. Brad doesn't have to get hurt for the rest of his high school days. Then after high school you two can break up like you originally planned and we'll go to the same University together. Nobody gets hurt and you can finally experience what having a boyfriend that challenges and nurtures your gifts can feel like instead of having a boyfriend that relies on and takes advantage of them."

Brad was speechless at the most basic level, and so was Penny apparently, because the next thing Brad saw was Cody lean down and take her muzzle into a much more hungry kiss. At first he watched Penny squirm and he was worried that Cody might really force himself onto his girlfriend but as he looked closely he noticed that she wasn't really trying to get away. It was hard to see at all with them laying down on the bed, but Brad could make out the otter pushing herself up against the brown-furred wolf. Brad's mouth would have gone slack had it not been duct-taped shut as he watched Penny give in to Cody's advances. The small brown otter paw that originally pressed tightly against the wolf's chest was now gripping the brown-furred wolf's shirt tightly and pulling him close. Brad could make out Cody scooting slowly between the otter's legs as they made out, watching her spread her legs and welcome the winning male between them.

Unlike Brad, Cody seemed to have a lot of experience kissing and even more as the wolf's paws explored the otter's body freely. Penny wasn't used to anything other than a gentle kissing session and maybe even a little playful rubbing from Brad. One of Cody's paws, however, had already slipped under her shirt and was gently rubbing warm pads up her sensitive abs and chest until reaching her firm bosom. The brown-furred wolf's paws shuffled under her cream-coloured blouse as he kneaded the otter's breasts firmly, making Penny gasp at the foreign feelings flooding her body. She barely noticed Cody's other paw unbuttoning and unzipping her jean khaki pants.

There was simply too much for Brad to process happening all at once. His mind stood still, not a single thought crossed it as he struggled to watch Cody attempt to go all the way with his virgin girlfriend. Brad wanted to feel sad. He wanted to feel angry. He wanted to feel... something! Anything to help him get out of this situation, even if it meant passing out. Instead his mind was completely blank, unable to even let out a growl, all he could do was watch on as other wolf mounted his girlfriend even as he felt his own erection pressing tightly against his shorts despite the filthy jockstraps he was kneeling and chewing on.

Brad could hear Cody whispering in Penny's ear again but he couldn't make it all out with all the shuffling and moaning, "Are you... pill?" and all she could do was nod in response, "Good... don't... condoms..." and then that was it. Brad watched as Cody slowly repositioned Penny so he could mount her along the side of his bed. The black-furred wolf peered intently through the cracks as he watched Penny raise her legs up and disappear in front of the brown-furred wolf for a moment before he saw Cody throw her pants to the floor soon followed by her panties. Brad watched as her legs slowly settled along either side of Cody's hips even as the other male adjusted something in the front and his own jeans slid down his firm legs and rested at his ankles.

Brad could hear something plastic click and watched as Cody's arms moved. The soft familiar sound of slick flesh rubbing along slick flesh could be heard as Cody lubed himself up. Cody then leaned down with both paws on either side of Penny's frame and Brad listened carefully, hearing

every little detail of Penny's gasp, grunt and soon yip as she lost her virginity to Cody. Brad watched helplessly as those light brown fuzzy balls between Cody's legs slowly settled between Penny's tail and her backside. He could hear Cody whispering soothing things into Penny's ear through the pain of her first time. He could also hear Penny reassuring Cody to keep going. He could hear the pain in her voice yet also the desperation, "J-just ... adjust... a minute..."

Brad watched as his rival settled down on his girlfriend and the room filled with the wet sounds of another sloppy kiss as she adjusted to his length. Brad knelt there in Cody's closet, listening to every eager smack and slurp. The black-furred wolf couldn't look away even as the brown-furred wolf's tail rose proudly as he pulled out of the otter, exposing every inch of his now glistening, lubed cock to Brad. Now that the bound wolf had a good look at it he knew Cody's cock was bigger than his and he winced for Penny as Cody thrust every inch right back into those swollen lips. Yet instead of a cry of pain from the small otter all Brad heard was a satisfied moan, still marred by a grunt of pain but it was clear Penny was already adjusting to Cody's cock. The brown-furred wolf setup a slow but firm pace knowing full well Brad was watching from the closet, making certain to keep his legs spread to give Brad the entire show of him deflowering his rival's girlfriend. The bound wolf watched in mute silence as the otters hips began to push up to meet Cody's thrusts, her hot, swollen lips stretching wide over every throbbing, veiny inch of Cody's cock as the other wolf began to speed up.

The room filled with the quickening sound of Cody's hips slapping up against the otter's. Slowly growing more and more wet and messy as they both headed closer to reaching their climax. Because of their lack of experience and age it didn't take long for Cody's pace to grow erratic and his jackhammering thrusts to fall out of rhythm occasionally. Brad would watch as Cody's length would spill out of the otter's sex on a particularly quick withdraw and found himself licking at the jock in his muzzle as he watched their combined juices spill out of her still gaping sex before he'd quickly realign and sink back inside her pink walls.

Brad's eyes burned a little, forgetting to blink he was so focused on the rutting pair feet from him. The brown-furred wolf let out a victorious howl

suddenly and ground his hips firmly into hers as she let out a loud yip of what sounded like bliss as Cody's knot first bumped up against her cunny before forcing itself inside all within a half second. It was the first time Brad heard her make that noise. His mind clicked in for a moment before phasing out again. He could barely make out Cody's balls pulsing as he filled Penny's insides with his seed. The brown-furred wolf laid on top of Penny for a long time as his knot blocked any of his seed from leaking out of Penny, filling her insides to whole new levels. The brown otter's legs dangled limply over the wolf's legs and hips and the heavy panting noises slowly grew wetter and the smacks began again. Brad knelt there for at least thirty minutes, sweaty, filthy and harder than he'd ever been before.

After Cody's knot went down and he'd pulled out of the otter, he helped Penny back up to her shaky feet to find her clothes. Cody escorted her out of the room, mentioning something about cleaning up in the guest bathroom. Cody then walked back into his room, shirt ruffled and pantless. Approaching the closet Brad could only focus on one thing: Cody's spent, dripping cock. Opening the closet Cody looked down at Brad with that same shit-eating grin and pulled the jock out of Brad's mouth before stepping forward, just letting his spent cock hang in front of the defeated-looking wolf. Brad shuddered as his mouth was freed and an entirely new scent flooded his senses, it was Penny's scent. The scent of Penny's sex to be exact. Brad's eyes closed and he focused on that scent alone as he took the warm organ between his lips. He tried to block out the satisfied groan of the wolf above him but couldn't block out the words, "Yeah~ That's it, faggot... This is as close to her pussy as you're ever gonna get, savor it." Brad's mind was blank; he couldn't come up with a retort or even a will to pull away. His instincts wanted Penny's sex and this warm thing in his mouth was dripping with it. Brad gave in and began to bob his head along Cody's stiffening length, suckling gently even as Cody's paws rested on his head. Both the wolves heard a door open and close from the hallway and Cody roughly shoved Brad to the floor and shut the closet door just in time for Penny to re-enter the bedroom completely oblivious but flattered that Cody was already hard and ready to go again should she need it.

Brad lay on his back in the closet as he listened to Penny and Cody go over their plans for the future. How Penny would agree to only give Brad a

handjob if he showed signs of improvement in their relationship, no oral, no anal no vaginal sex. Cody agreed that he wouldn't tell anyone about their little arrangement until they were both accepted into the same university. They both agreed that it would also be safer to keep their fun to Saturdays when she was scheduled to "tutor" Cody anyway and only if they had a place to themselves. Once they were in an agreement Cody showed her out, promising to call her that night.

Cody then came back to his room and untied Brad who immediately sunk back down onto his knees and began to fellate the brown-furred wolf. Cody explained to Brad that because he would only be able to fuck the 'faggot wolf's girlfriend' once a week he would need a mouth or an ass to pound the other days of the week. Cody further explained that Brad would go along with Penny's arrangement earlier, not that he was worried about Brad telling anyone to begin with. Brad agreed to Cody's terms by swallowing the brown-furred wolf's thick load that evening. The black-furred wolf knew then that Cody was the man Penny deserved, and he would find happiness and pleasure in keeping her happy. Each load Cody fed Brad or pounded under Brad's tail that weekend just served to remind Brad that he was the inferior whether it be his status, his intelligence, his muscles, his size. Penny would be happier with Cody.

And Brad would be happy keeping them happy.