It was the middle of the day. Most of the pups were outside in the backyard, being preoccupied with their own various activities, games, and hobbies. Dolly and Dylan were to keep an eye on them. The eldest sister was keeping the peace between a game of keep away before she got involved. Dylan was watching from a distance and felt annoyed that Dolly couldn’t keep things on track for a second. He sighed and began to do a head count. Even with all the pups running around, the pedantic pup was still able to keep track of them all. After doing a headcount he realized that 3 were missing. A very specific trio. And if they were missing that meant they were getting into trouble. Seeing that Dolly “had things covered” in the backyard, Dylan began to search for his troublemaking younger brothers. 

He searched through the kitchen and then the living room but there were no signs or sounds of them. Knowing that the two were likely getting into something, Dylan kept up his search. He investigated each of the rooms and even the basement but still couldn’t find them. Still being determined, Dylan relied on his tried-and-true method of tracking his siblings down. 

The trio were in the house but not in any of the rooms. They were hidden in the attic. They were giggling to themselves and shushing each other. The air was hazy and smelled skunky. Their eyes were glazed over and red. Taking turns, the three were passing around a bong that was custom made to be wielded by animals and they also had a lighter that was also fashioned to be used by those without opposable thumbs. 

They were so busy getting high that they hadn’t noticed that the attic door was still open a bit. Just enough for the smell and a bit of smoke to creep out. Dylan reached the top of the stairs and sniffed. He paused and rubbed his nose. “Is that..?” he asked himself. Daring to sniff again, the dalmatian caught the scent and it was stronger now. Above him. Looking up, Dylan saw that it was coming from the attic. Gripping the attic’s string, he pulled down and the stairs leading upward came down for him to climb up. 

The three were still too preoccupied to notice the older dalmatian climbing up. Dimitri 1 had passed the bong to Dimitri 3 again and the third triplet didn’t hesitate to suck in the cool smoke. He coughed a bit and the other two laughed. 

“What is this?!” Dylan asked. His voice made the younger pups jump and Dimitri 3 nearly dropped the bong, much to the other’s greater shock. The smoke in the air and smell made it very obvious and the bong in their paws was the most damning evidence of all. 

“D-Dylan!” Dimitri 1 spoke. 

“I-it’s not what it looks like,” Dimitri 2 added. 

“We just found all this stuff. Honest!” Dimitri 3 pleaded. 

Dylan knew that they were lying. “I knew I smelled marijuana. And you three… Where did you get this stuff?!” They had never heard such sternness or saw him looking this angry before. 

There was a drawn out silence before they all spoke at once. “...From Fergus.” 

“Fergus?!” Dylan huffed. He then groaned. “Just wait until I…”

“Wait a second, Dylan. You know what weed smells like?” Dimitri 2 asked. 

“Of course he does. Where do you think I got the bud from?” Dimitri 3 asked with a mischievous chuckle. 

“Dimitri 3! You were in my treehouse!” Dylan gasped. He then realized that he said too much but it was too late. 

“Hehe. Looks like we’re not the only ones. Fergus got us this sweet bong but we needed to find some weed. 3 said he knew a place. I didn’t know it came from you,” Dimitri 1 said with a snicker. 

“It didn’t come from me!” Dylan backtracked. He covered his mouth again. 

“Ah, it's cool, Dylan. We’re actually surprised you’re the one with a stash,” Dimitri 1 said, speaking for the rest of them. 

“Yeah well. You’re still using up my stuff!” He sniffed and found the small tin he hid the drug in. “And took something that doesn’t belong to you.” 

The Dimitrio knew he was right. They had taken from him. It was just an ordinary day in the park when  they saw Fergus selling bongs made for other animals to use. While they didn’t have money, the trio traded a bong for some treats that wouldn’t be missed among the others. Fergus accepted and threw in a lighter too, wishing them a good day. Even with the pipe and lighter they had no weed to pack into the bowl. Dimitri 3 claimed to know a place. The others hadn’t known that their triplet had been snooping around Dylan’s treehouse. Lifting and moving things, the younger pup had found Dylan’s hidden tin and knew he scored the jackpot. He was too excited to consider that Dylan would notice its absence eventually and none of them considered being caught either. But both had happened. 

The trio had gotten into trouble many times before but this was something they could really get punished for. With their age and their mother being a doctor… 

“We’re sorry, Dylan. Just don’t tell on us,” Dimitri 2 pleaded. Their older brother didn’t look convinced so they began to think and came up with something. 

“This stuff is still yours. If you try telling on us we’ll just tell mum and dad that’s all yous. The weed and the bong. We’ll say we saw you buying it from Fergus!” 

“Oh please, like they would believe you three,” Dylan said. His tone was unamused but he was actually a bit worried. They were right. The weed was his and they wouldn’t be happy to know that their oldest was doing drugs. It wasn’t as if he planned to. It just sort of happened. Spencer had come to him at a party and offered something that would “take his stress away.” Of course someone like Dylan leapt at the chance. He was reluctant to try it but Spencer was a good salesman and convinced Dylan to take a hit just to try it and from then on…

Not only did he not want to get caught but he couldn’t go without his stress relief. Nobody understood how stressful it was…

The trio and eldest both had something to lose and were at a stalemate. Either one of them gets thrown under the bus or they all go down. 

“How about…” Dylan couldn’t believe he was about to do this. “We just keep this a secret between us? Since we’re all using this stuff it's best to just have each other’s backs on this.” 

The Dimitrio were surprised to hear this but eagerly nodded. There was no way they were going to pass up the chance. Dylan would continue buying but the trio would have to contribute. And for buying the drug he would also get access to their bong. It was the best course of action. The trio weren’t good at hiding their actions. The attic had been properly closed and hopefully the smell in the hallway had dissipated by now. The terms were agreed to and they made room for their oldest brother. It was still a shock that Dylan of all pups had been doing this; buying and using bud for some time now. 

“Here you go.” The bong was passed to Dylan. He held it awkwardly and then chuckled. 

“I...uh...don’t really know how to use a bong,” Dylan admitted. His indulgence was old fashioned. Either lighting a small bowl or even rolling it into a spliff. Even without thumbs, canines found a way. 

The three talked and guided Dylan through it. The bong was brought up to the muzzle and they told him to simply suck in the smoke. Dylan did so but breathed in a bit too freely. He lurched back and coughed a bit before exhaling. The high hit him hard but his experience kept him able to keep himself together. “Oh my dog…” 

The trio chuckled and passed the bong around again. It was being rotated between the four and Dylan was becoming used to it. He was starting to prefer the bong actually. It was much easier to load compared to the trial and error of trying to roll a spliff. The high was better as well, getting him into that relaxed state faster as well. He was still taking a hit when the other three had tapped out. 

“Wow, Dylan…” Dimitri 3 said, being impressed. Dylan just chuckled and set the bong down, feeling that he had enough at this point. The eldest was feeling a bit proud of himself. The Dimitrio usually weren’t impressed unless someone did something just as bad or even worse than them. “Guess you’re not as uptight as we thought.”

“Yeah, but it's our little secret,” Dylan said with a sigh of comfort. 

“Can you keep another?” Dimitri 2 looked at his older sibling. His expression was a bit serious despite his fur being a bit disheveled and his eyes being so red. 

“Uh sure,” Dylan said. 

“Smoking isn’t the only thing we do up here. Even before the bong, we come up here to do something else,” Dimitri 3 added. 

“And what’s that?” Dylan asked. 

“We fool around,” Dimitri 1 confessed. He said it with no shame and there was none on 2 or 3’s faces either. 

“Really?” Dylan asked. Being so high, he needed a moment to process it. “For how long?” 

“A while now. We are at that age,” Dimitri 3 said with a small huff. 

“Yeah and we’re not gonna ask Mum or Dad about it. We’ve been figuring it out ourselves.”

“Huh. Okay.” The triplets were surprised to see Dylan take the news so well. Perhaps it was because of his current intoxication. 

A weed stash wasn’t Dylan’s only secret. He was aware that some of his siblings were involved with each other and had his own regular partners, one of them being Dawkins and even Doug. But there was no need to tell the Dimitrio that. Not yet at least.  

“We wanted to fool around after getting high,” Dimitri 1 explained with growing excitement in his voice. 

“That actually sounds...kinda fun,” Dylan admitted, his tail wagging a bit from the idea. 

Again the trio were surprised. They were starting to like Blazed Dylan. He was a lot more fun. 

“Hey, we can make a kind of club. We can come up here or go to Dylan’s treehouse. Smoke for a while and then have some fun with each other,” Dimitri 2 suggested. The others voiced their agreement, their tails wagging already, Dylan included. 

“Hehe. We’ve been in this club longer than you, Dylan. You’re gonna have to pass an initiation,” Dimitri 1 said with a teasing grin. 

“I should have figured,” the older dalmatian said with a grin. With his stress and worries melted away, Dylan revealed himself to be surprisingly mellow and agreeable. He was even more easy going than Dolly. The trio knew it was best to embrace Dylan’s current state while it lasted. After a bit of talking back and forth, the hooligan triplets decided that they would each take a turn with Dylan. He would give them pleasure in whatever way they wanted. It was agreed upon and Dimitri 1 was the first to step up to his older brother. 

Dylan and Dimitri 1 moved over a bit to give themselves the room they would need. Dylan asked what his younger brother had in mind and Dimitri 1 was quick to respond. He wanted a blowjob and made that clear by rolling over and revealing his junk. With his hindlegs spread, the gold chain wearing dalmatian felt himself getting erect and his red length was sliding out from its sheath. 

Dylan came in closer, leaving down to hover his muzzle over the other canine’s junk. His warm breath puffed over the canine cock and the feeling was enough to make Dimitri 1 squirm a bit, being clearly excited in more ways than one. After another warm puff, Dylan’s tongue touched his little brother’s erection. It dragged upwards, going from the middle and all the way up until the tip was reached. It moved back down after that. 

Dimitri 1 was moaning out the moment Dylan’s tongue started licking all over his red rocket. Things got even better when it was taken into his brother’s mouth. Slowly, Dylan pushed his head down and took the length until he reached the knot. It wasn’t that hard for him because of Dimitri 1’s current cock size. In a few more years it would definitely be much bigger and maybe too much for him to take. For now, the older pup was sucking and licking all over the hard cock in his mouth. 

Dylan was enjoying the taste of it. He could hear Dimitri 1’s moans and they made his tail wag. Closing his reddened eyes, he bobbed his head up and down. His lips and tongue slid from the tip to the knot and back again. This was done again and again. Dimitri 1 hadn’t expected Dylan to be so good at this or for the pleasure to be this strong. He couldn’t speak and was just left panting. Being licked at the same time was nearly too much for him. 

“Whoa. He’s pretty good,” Dimitri 3 commented. 

“Looks like it,” Dimitri 2 agreed. Both had gotten hard but avoided touching themselves. They wanted to save their lust for Dylan. 

Dylan was enjoying himself as well. Being the type of pup he was, there was something oddly calming about the simple motions. Sliding up and back down again. He kept doing this while running his tongue all over. When precum came leaking or even shooting out from Dimitri 1’s tip, Dylan moved his tongue even faster to collect it, cleaning it up in the same way that he would clean various messes in the house.

 Feeling the tongue moving like that had made Dimitri 1 jump. His cock was throbbing but wasn’t ready to cum just yet. Being stoned made the pleasure race through him and it lasted longer than it usually would. He was so glad that they did this. Even while in this state, Dimitri 1 couldn’t help but growl. He reached down and placed his paw on top of Dylan’s head. The older pup had made a sound of confusion. When their eyes met, the younger canine winked. 

As best as he could, Dimitri 1 held Dylan’s head in place. He took control and began to hump into his older brother’s soft mouth. The slow pace of Dylan’s blowjob had given him only so much. So he moved his hips and thrust his cock against that soft tongue. Dylan had been surprised at first but didn’t fight this. He kept his head still and did his best to take the length as it was being pushed in deeper. It even reached into his throat. Dimitri 1’s size allowed him to take it without trouble and his brother was really making noise now from the tightness around his cock. 

While Dimitri 1 began moving his hips faster, Dylan did his best to keep sucking on it. He was tasting more precum and was cleaning it up with his tongue. While doing that, the younger dalmatian was growling and huffing. Moving his hips faster and thrusting harder, Dimitri 1 felt his orgasm approaching. With every push, lick, and suck his cock was throbbing harder and leaking even more. And thrusting into the throat was even better! 

Dimitri 1 kept thrusting until he howled and pressed his knot to Dylan’s lips. His cock swelled and shot thick ropes of cum into Dylan’s throat. Dylan gagged from it at first but managed to collect himself. He started drinking the cum down and Dimitri 1 was panting hard while a few more ropes came flying out of his tip, being swallowed and licked up by his older brother. 

“A little warning would be nice next time,” Dylan said when the length was pulled from his mouth. Dimitri 1 just chuckled, his tongue bouncing from his mouth as he rolled over and got up on his unsteady paws. As he walked away, Dimitri 2 was quick to take his place. 

“He got the front and I want the back,” the second triplet said, having full confidence and assurance in his voice. 

Dylan agreed and turned around for him, presenting his hindquarters. Lifting his tail out of the way gave view to his tailhole and Dimitri 2’s tail was wagging from the sight. He all but pounced on the other dalmatian, getting himself in position. Dylan kept himself as steady as he could and let Dimitri 2 find what he was looking for. When the younger dalmatian found his mark he thrust inside, pushing a good amount of his cock in all at once. There was some pain from how sudden the penetration was but Dimitri 2’s size made it bearable. The pain didn’t last long and it gave way to pleasure from the other dog’s cock pushing all the way in before the thrusting began. 

Dimitri 2 got a good grip on the older dog’s body. Having all but his knot inside, he was groaning from the tightness that he felt. Watery precum was already lubricating the soft walls and it was easier for the both of them. Dimitri 2 pulled his cock back and then thrust it back in again. 

“Oh yeah!” the second of the trio moaned. His humps were slow to start. The two needed a bit more time to adjust and when they both got the hang of it, Dimitri 2 was thrusting at a steady pace and Dylan was taking the length with ease. There was no pain, just pleasure that was joined with his high. It made things feel better and he couldn’t help but moan when the smaller pup’s cock touched his prostate. 

Dylan had to admit that Dimitri 2 was pretty big for someone of his age. It was big enough to fit in his ass comfortably and the precum took away the remaining strain. Dimitri 2 was able to thrust into the bigger dog comfortably and his moans were growing louder. Dylan was still standing so Dimitri 2 had to hold on and keep his balance to not fall. But he was feeling pretty tall while clinging to Dylan’s back and gave a wink to his twins. Dimitri 1 chuckled while Dimitri 3 rolled his eyes. The third was obviously becoming antsy, wanting to take his turn. 

Dimitri 2 put his focus back on thrusting into his brother. He and the others could hear Dylan moaning as well. As far as the bigger dog knew, the Dimitrio had likely practiced on each other. Dimitri 2 clearly knew what he was doing. His thrusts were fluid and controlled. He wasn’t going buckwild the moment he was inside like most would at their age. Dylan just enjoyed himself, letting the lingering buzz in his head and the direct pleasure from being thrust into take over. 

A few more touches were given to his prostate and that was enough to get Dylan’s own sheath twitching. With a groan and flick of his tail, the eldest felt his cock sliding out. The tip poked out first and the rest came easing out until just the knot remained inside, the bulge being seen by the younger pups. Speaking of which, Dimitri 1 and 3 couldn’t help but gawk at their sibling’s size. With his nerdy nature, the two hadn’t expected Dylan to be so big down there. It wasn’t just because he was older either. Dylan was actually embarrassed about it but he was bigger than what was average for his age. He found that out when comparing himself to Hansel and Fergus…

He blushed when Dimitri 1 and Dimitri 3 began pointing out his near fully exposed erection. It was twitching and leaking now. Another moan came from him when Dimitri 2 began thrusting in faster. He was panting and even drooling a bit. With a lolling tongue and rolling eyes, the spotted pup managed to thrust a few more times before he couldn’t handle it anymore. 

He pushed in as deep as he could. Driven by his own instincts, Dimitri 2 pushed and his knot popped in. Moaning out together, Dylan and Dimitri 2 reacted to his climax. The younger pup was locked in and cumming. Dylan felt the ropes of seed shooting from the cock’s tip. Dimitri 2’s head was spinning from the combined sensations of being high and cumming inside of his brother. Being locked in, the chain wearing dalmatian had given every drop to his older sibling. 

The two were left panting for a bit. Dylan eased himself down so that Dimitri 2’s paws could reach the attic floor. Being not too big, the two were able to pull in different directions and the knot came out without much trouble or pain. Dylan was panting softly from the state of his tailhole, being slightly stretched and leaking his brother’s seed. 

“Oy, clean up your mess, bro!” Dimitri 1 barked. 

“What?” Dimitri 2 asked as if his brother’s words were absurd. 

“Don’t act like we don’t do it to each other,” Dimitri 3 added, joining the first triplet’s side. 

Dimitri 2 groaned but agreed. He got behind Dylan and began licking up his own spunk, lapping it out of the soft hole that he had just been inside of. Dylan moaned a bit from the feeling, grunting when the tongue reached in deeper. Dimitri 2 did clean up his mess and pulled his tongue free. He was looking pretty proud of himself when he stepped away. 

That left Dylan and Dimitri 3. With the taste of D1’s cum on his tongue and some of D2’s still in his rump, Dylan watched as Dimitri 3 came up to him. The first two had looked confident and sure of themselves but the third triplet actually looked rather shy. That wasn’t like him at all. 

“Is something wrong?” Dylan asked. He was quick to fall into his older brother mode even with his mind mixed up from the weed and sex. 

“No! I mean! What I want is...you know…” Dimitri 3 groaned and tugged on one of his ears. “Can you lay on your back while I get on top of you? And then you put your stiffy in my bum?” 

“You wanna ride me?” Dylan asked with a chuckle. 

Dimitri 3 blushed but Dylan told him that it was okay. He agreed and did roll over, properly showing off his length for the 3-chain wearing dalmatian to see. They took things slow and Dimitri 3 got on top. A small moan came from him as Dylan’s paws got a hold on his younger brother. Carefully, he guided the younger pup onto his cock. Smearing some precum to act as lube beforehand, Dylan eased Dimitri 3 down. 

The two moaned together as Dimitri 3 eventually made his way down to the knot that had popped free from the furry sheath. Sitting down on his brother’s cock, the third triplet groaned. Dylan was big and he was certainly feeling it. He needed a moment to get used to the size and Dylan didn’t rush him. When the troublemaker told that he was okay, Dylan began to move his brother. Using his paws and hips, he eased Dimitri 3 into it. 

Being moved up and down made the third triplet groan. Slowly and carefully at first, Dimitri 3 was eased into the act of riding his brother. Groaning and hissing a bit from being stretched from deep inside, he was getting more and more used to it with time. When he got to a point of security, Dimitri 3 was able to start riding the length on his own. Dylan eased his paws off and began to moan as the other pup’s soft hole ran along his length. The bouncing had become steady and they were both moaning out with more volume. 

Dimitri 1 and 2 were satisfied and were back to taking hits from the bong, being able to handle a bit more. They watched 3 ride Dylan with interest. They all took turns doing stuff to each other and they had all let themselves be mounted. But it was treated as a pain to do. Offering their hole to one would mean they would get to do the same to the other and so on. This was the first time one of the Dimitrio members had actually asked to take some cock. And Dimitri 3 was actually doing a pretty good job. It made them wonder if 3 had been practicing without them. 

Sure, Dimitri 3 had taken 1 and 2’s cocks before but this was something different. Dylan’s was longer and thicker. The simple act of moving up and down brought him so much pleasure. While riding, he was able to look down and see how much Dylan was enjoying himself. The older dog was moaning even more and he could feel the cock throbbing harder inside of him. 

A few more bounces led to Dimitri 3 moaning louder as well. His prostate was being touched and his own cock was twitching and leaking. So far it had been dribbling but an actual spurt came from the tip and it landed on Dylan’s chest. 

Dimitri 3’s instincts drove him further and he began riding his brother’s cock with more speed. Dylan couldn’t help but start thrusting against those bounces. They were being dragged deeper into the haze of lust and weed. Dimitri 3 timed his riding with those thrusts. Working together, the pair of dalmatians were working their bodies against each other. When Dimitri 3 came down, Dylan thrust upwards. The pleasure between them was growing and so was the other triplet’s interest. Dimitri 2 and Dimitri 1 were paying a lot more attention to the sex in front of them. They got hard and began to paw themselves, their moans being heard too. 

With more time passing, Dimitri 3 was unable to handle any more. His moaning was loudest of all and it was a bit pitched, almost girly. Dimitri 1 and Dimitri 2 snickered and attempted to tease their brother but Dimitri 3 wasn’t listening. He was too focused on the sudden rise of pleasure that came from his climax. Howling out, the smaller dalmatian came without having his cock touched once. It throbbed and spurts of cum shot from the tip, making a mess of Dylan’s chest and stomach. The usually prissy pup didn’t mind and kept thrusting into his brother’s tailhole. It was clenching tighter from Dimitri 3’s climax. 

“I’m close, Dimitri… I can pull out if you want me-” 

“No! Do it inside!” Dimitri 3 demanded with haste. 

Dylan nodded and humped a few more times before he howled and came as well. After taking loads from Dimitri 1 and Dimitri 2 and his fur being marked by Dimitri 3’s cum, Dylan finally had the chance to spill his own load. He was filling up his younger brother and Dimitri 3 continued to moan out in a pitched and submissive manner. He could feel the seed being pumped inside of him while he remained sitting on the knot. It was too big to fit inside of him and he was grateful to Dylan for not trying to stuff it in. Even when Dylan finished, the two remained together for a bit. Dimitri 3 carefully eased himself off. His hole was left messy and stretched from the loads that he took. 

Dylan was already messy so he cleaned his brother up, carefully easing his tongue inside and licking up his own seed. Dimitri 3 cleaned up the seed he released and the other two came in to join him. They had already blown their second loads and moaned from the taste of their brother’s spunk. Dylan moaned as well from the tongues that traced over his fur and body. When he was all clean, the trio offered him another hit of the bong and he sucked in the smoke deeply. The others were impressed that Dylan hadn’t coughed and he even held his breath for a bit before exhaling. 

“Shouldn’t you get back to watching the others?” Dimitri 1 asked. 

“Dolly will be fine without me,” Dylan said, waving his paw dismissively. He was in a very good mood and didn’t want it to be ruined by throwing himself into the fray. After all, Dolly owed him one and there was no way that he could go out there when the smells of weed and mating were so heavy on his fur. He decided to just camp out there for a bit longer and spend some time with his trouble making brothers.