It had been just over a week since I’d given my virginity to my best friend Austin and all was not roses and romance in our relationship.  In fact, I was just about ready to murder him and bury his body in the woods where he’d first fucked me and had had me a few times since.  Or, at least, scream at him until I was hoarse before never talking to him again.  

The problems were three-fold: firstly, having sex with me had apparently transformed me from ‘best friend’ to ‘walking sex toy’, where it felt like his only interest in me was in sneaking off so he could dip his cock in me again and nothing else I might have to say or want to do was of any importance.  That was pretty annoying, but given that teenage hormones had made me nearly as horny as him, it might not have been all bad, except for the second problem.  When we screwed for the first time, I’d said it didn’t matter that I hadn’t come.  I meant “didn’t matter that time”.  He seemingly heard “it doesn't matter if Hickory gets to orgasm.”  Our subsequent trysts had been speed-runs of him getting my clothes off as fast as possible, pawing me until I was passably wet, before screwing me, spurting in me and calling it a day, leaving me worked up and frustrated.  The third problem was what it had done to his relationship with his brother Josh.  Our first fuck had been with Josh as an audience – and might not have happened without Josh,  but that seemed to be something that had slipped Austin’s attention.  The two brothers were very close in age, and had always been more like twins, with all three of us being good friends.  But since the event, Austin had been treating Josh like a kid, as if losing his virginity had made Austin better in some way.  It was driving a wedge between them, I could see it hurting Josh, and I couldn’t help but blame myself for it.

I needed a plan of action, and after a long talk with Josh – who agreed with my assessment of the problem – we had one.  If it went wrong, it was probably going to result in Austin not talking to either of us ever again, but on the other hand, that might well be what would happen if we didn’t do something.

The very next day was perfect for putting the plan into action.  My Grampa was going to be fishing on the lake with the boys’ dad.  Their mom was headed into town with the other two brothers to do some shopping.  The adults trusted us to entertain ourselves in the woods, not (I think) knowing exactly how we’d been entertaining ourselves that summer.  The plan was that after the coast was clear, Josh would tell Austin that I wanted to meet them at a spot we all knew.  I made sure to be there first, and laid out some thick picnic blankets.  Then all alone under the trees, stripped bare, hiding my clothes under a bush.  The leaf litter and loam were soft beneath my paws, and the little sunlight that made it through the canopy dappled my white fur as I arranged myself against a tree and tried to look what I thought was seductive.  It probably actually looked awkward and nervous, as I tried to suppress the butterflies in my stomach – but given Austin’s recent monomaniacal focus, I doubted he was going to quibble about or even notice the details.

Sure enough, as he caught sight of me, a grin split his muzzle and he strutted towards me with the cocky swagger he’d developed in the last week that I’d already come to hate; Josh following behind him like a silent shadow.  “Well, well,” Austin said, looking me up and down.  “You know, Hickory, if you wanted me so bad, you could have come and fetched me yourself instead of sending a message.” He glanced at Josh, “Or was it that you wanted to give my little bro a chance to watch us in action again?”

I forced a smile as the butterflies in my stomach started to be replaced by a healthy sense of rage.  “Sure! Something like that.”  Josh could evidently hear the suppressed anger in my voice and, despite knowing the plan, took an involuntary step back.  Austin clearly wasn’t listening.  “Let’s get started shall we?”  I grabbed the waistband of his pants and tugged them down his legs, freeing his nearly-full erection, before starting to pull his shirt upwards.

“Wow! You’re not normally this keen! You must really want…” Austin’s sentence was cut off with a yelp as, with the shirt lifted up to tangle his arms, and his pants around his knees, I shoved him backwards.

He hit the blankets hard and the breath whooshed out of him.  He barely started to inhale before I dropped on top of him, straddling his torso, and the breath fled from him again under my weight.   Meanwhile, Josh nipped round and sat on his ankles.  Austin was taller and more muscled than either Josh or me, but tangled up like he was, with both of us on him, he wasn’t going anywhere until we let him up.  When Austin had finally caught a breath, his first words were, unsurprisingly, “H-Hickory? What the f-?”  

I cut him off by squeezing my paw around his muzzle.  “Austin. Shut. Up. And listen.”  He caught the steel in my voice and, thankfully, shut up as commanded.  And I, meanwhile, was proud that my voice did not shake and the tears that had been threatening to storm over me for much of the week stayed at bay.  In a few rehearsed sentences, I laid out the problems we had with how he had been acting, the three issues that had brought us to this point.  Then I let go of his muzzle as a sign that he could speak.  

Trapped as he was between my thighs, I could feel him take a deep breath and his muscles tense as he prepared to argue, but then he exhaled slowly and relaxed, his ears drooping.  In a small voice, he asked, “Have… have I really been that bad?  Josh?”

From behind me, Josh replied, “Yeah… you’ve been a bit of a dick, bro.”  

Austin sighed, and looked up at me.  “So. What now?”

“Well,” I said, “I didn’t come up with this plan just so I could make you listen to me.”  The fact that it involved having him pinned helpless under my naked body was also a feature of the plan that had seemed a good idea although I hadn’t quite been able to articulate why, but I was definitely enjoying it.   “I want us to go back to all three of us being friends, having fun together - and, sure, that can involve sex, but not just that. And when it does, it should be fun for me too."

"OK, I can do that."

"Good. But that's easy to say, and if you want to get there, you've got some making things up to us to do, and I'll tell you how."

"And if I don't…?"

I shrugged uneasily. "Well… I let you up and you go home. And maybe we're friends, but it's not going to involve sex, and I spend the rest of the holiday screwing Josh instead."

Austin didn't look happy at the prospect. "What do you want?"

"Well, first, you're going to get me all hot and bothered…"

He interrupted me, glancing down to the place where our bodies touched, "Like you aren't already? I can feel your wetness through my fur!"

He wasn't wrong; something about having him trapped underneath me, in my power, was having a powerful effect on me. Nonetheless, I tapped him reprovingly on the nose. "Not the point. It's to show me you can take your time and pay attention to me."

"Alright. And then?"

"Then you're going to watch while Josh fucks me. That way you're both even again."

He was about to say something, but I carried on, "And then, whether Josh makes me come or not, you're going to lick me until I do."

Austin wrinkled his nose. "You want me to lick you after he's fucked you?"

I looked down at him, "Oh, like you two haven't tasted each other's spunk."

He shot a shocked glance past me at his brother, "You told her?!"

I laughed, the first pure moment of happiness I'd had in days. "No, I was guessing, but you just told me."

He grumbled quietly under me, but I ignored him and concluded with, "And then… I'll do something I've not done with you yet, to seal us being friends again."

He looked up at me hopefully, "You'll let me have your tail-hole?"

I paused; I had tried some private experiments in that area and wasn't against the idea but, "No, not today anyway.  I was thinking I'd suck you off. But… if this works out, the other thing before the end of the holiday?"

"Hickory, I lo- like you, a lot. You're my friend and I don't want to lose you. I'm sorry I've been an ass, to both of you. And I want to make it up to you."

My heart - and other parts - went gooey. I leaned down over him, rubbing my cheek against his. "Thank you, Aus," I whispered in his ear, "I want to keep you too."

"Now," plaintively, "Could you please untie me and let me up?"

I laughed again, "Oh no… you can have your arms free - you'll need those - but otherwise you're staying right where you are!" Austin sighed but smiled as he did. I shuffled myself down his body, enjoying the feel of his fur rubbing against my crotch  and leaving a trail of dampness as I went, until he was able to sit up. I helped him pull his T-shirt the rest of the way off, then took his paws in mine.  I moved his paws to my chest, "Start here."

As Austin's paws started to roam over the tiny rises that passed for my tits, I looked over my shoulder to Josh, who had been waiting patiently while I sorted things out with Austin. "How about you get undressed? It's not going to be long before I'm ready for you…" He smiled nervously at me but stood up and started stripping down.  I could see from the bulge in his pants that he was already ready for me, so I turned my attention back to guiding Austin.

"Pinch my nipples… not too hard," I instructed, and then gasped in delight as he obeyed, trapping each pink bud between thumb and finger and tugging gently. “Yes! Good… Uh-uh,” as he made to do it again, “Don’t over-do it - a little tweak goes a long way.  Go back to stroking for a bit.”  And as he did, I put my paws back over his again.  “Keep this paw here,” squeezing his left, “But move this one down here now…”  I slowly slid his paw down over my taut tummy, through the soft white fur of my belly to the damp fur around my cunt.  Without needing to be told he slipped a finger between my lower lips and gently massaged me.  I didn’t even try to suppress a moan as I ground my hips against him.  “Go…up to the top of my cunny and find my clit,” I whispered, trying to focus on giving instructions through the pleasure.  Austin was apparently a quick learner when properly motivated and swiftly found the pert little nubbin, circling it slowly before again sliding his finger down the length of my slit.  “Try putting a finger in me?”  He found my entrance and slowly pushed his finger into me; I could feel my muscles gripping him as he slowly thrust his finger in and out.  

I grasped his paw and pulled it away from my cunt, and lifting it to my face, I slowly sucked the finger that had just been inside me, tasting my juices on him.    “I think I’m wet enough to be fucked, no?”

Austin nodded from his position underneath me.  “So, you going to get off me?”

I shook my head.

“You’re… going to lie on top of me, while my brother fucks you.” He sighed.  “Of course.”

“Aww, don’t get pouty.  You’re comfier than the blanket.  Anyway, I want you to keep playing with my tits.”

Austin rolled his eyes, but didn’t protest further - and did, indeed, resume his gentle kneading of my chest.  I glanced back over my shoulder, “You ready, Josh?” 

Josh was as naked as I but for his glasses, and his pink cock stood proud from his red-gold fur, a bead of pre-come already forming at the tip.  Behind him, his tail wagged nervously.  “Yuh-huh!”

“Come on, then.”  I leaned forwards, arching my back and lifting my tail to present my hindquarters to Josh, pressing my chest against Austin’s, trapping his paws between our bodies. And, as Josh knelt behind me, lining up the tip of his penis with my wet hole, I kissed Austin fiercely, mashing my muzzle against his.  Our mouths opened to let our tongues meet, and as Josh thrust into me for the first time, I moaned my pleasure into Austin.

Josh hammered his cock into me with youthful vigour, and I could feel my orgasm starting to build, when, all too soon, his hips bucked and I could feel a spurt of liquid inside me.  I closed my eyes and exhaled slowly, trying to make sure there was no trace of disappointment in my voice when I said, “You done, Josh?”

He slowly withdrew from me, one paw gripping his knot, cock already deflating, “Yeah.”  He sounded crestfallen, “Sorry.”

“No need to be sorry - it was your first time. And besides,” I met Austin’s eyes, only inches from mine, “I’ve got someone else to finish me off today, right?”

“Mmm.”  He still didn’t sound entirely enthused. 

I kissed him again.  “Good boy.”  I half-rose from my position on top of him and crouch-walked forwards, using my tail to balance, until I was above his face.  I knelt down again, putting my vulva in easy reach, and used my fingers to spread myself open.  “Use your tongue like your finger earlier - a bit all over, plenty on my clit, and some inside if you can…”  I might have said more, but Austin dove straight in, and I rapidly re-discovered what I’d learned a week earlier from Josh - that a canine tongue was ideally suited for this task.  I gasped as his tongue parted my already wet nether lips, moaned in delight as he thrust it past the entrance to my vagina, and near screamed in ecstasy as he lapped at my clit.  

“Yes, yes-yes, yes! Ohgodsohgods, like that, oh, Austin!”  Nothing I had ever done with myself or that I had previously done with the boys had come close to feeling like this; I hadn’t even conceived that this level of pure pleasure was possible.  As I hit my peak, my muscles went rigid, even my tail, and the world dimmed.  As if from a great distance, I was faintly aware that Austin had stopped licking me and I was just staring into space, head thrown back, mouth open…

“...kory? Hickory!”  The world snapped back into focus.  

I shook my head.  “What?”    All my muscles were trembling as the pleasure slowly ebbed, seeping back to its central source in my groin, which still glowed with delightful sensation.

Austin was looking up at me worriedly.  I noticed, distractedly, that all the fur around his muzzle was darkened, soaked with my fluids.  “Are you OK? Did I hurt you? You went all… away for a bit there.”

I waved a hand vaguely. “Oh, no… you’re good.  That was good.  No, wait, that was amazing, you’re amazing.  Oh my gods that was good.”  With as much focus as I could manage, I swung my leg over his head, so I could collapse onto the blanket next to him, hip to head and head to hip.  “Oh, wow.”

Josh piped up from the end of the blanket.  “Aus, I think you broke Hickory.”

I giggled from my recumbent position.  “I think I’ll live.  But, oh. Gods.”  I  took a deep shuddery breath and let it out slowly.  “You do realise, Austin, that now I know you can do that, I’m never letting you get away without doing it again? And that goes for you too, Josh.”

Austin softly stroked my flank.  “As long as that means we are going to keep doing things, I’m happy.”

Josh nodded,  “Yeah!”

I suddenly sat up - and swayed - as a thought crossed my orgasm-addled brain.  “Austin!”

He startled and looked worried, “What?”

“You haven’t come yet! I need to suck you off!”

“Hickory - you don’t have to…”

“But I want to!” I gave him my best attempt at puppy-dog eyes - something by nature the boys were much better at, but I tried. “Unless you don’t want me to?” 

He relaxed back into the blanket, “I’m sure as heck not going to stop you.”  

“Good.”  I leaned down to his groin.  His erection had largely subsided as he’d being giving attention to me, but the tip still poked out of his sheath.  I gently grasped his sheath, and sticking out my tongue licked the point of his cock, tasting the salty flavours of semen and summer sweat. Austin let out a little moan, and his cock quickly grew under my attentions, as I continued to lap at the end, circling it before pressing the tip of my tongue into his hole.  

Once he was fully erect again, I paused in my licking a moment to rub my face against the length of his cock, stroking its soft skin against my cheek-fur, marking myself with his scent.  Then, raising myself up slightly, I opened my mouth and took his length into me.  It proved to be somewhat more awkward than I’d imagined.  The buck front-teeth that were part of my rat heritage meant that I couldn’t close my lips around his shaft without risking scraping him unpleasantly, so rather than sucking him it was an inelegant open-mouthed bobbing up and down, bathing the length of his cock with my tongue, drool dripping down onto his sheath and ballsack.  On the other hand, the rat lack of a gag-reflex meant that I could take his entire length into my mouth without trouble - although I did make sure not to encompass the swell of his knot; I’d heard horror stories of girls who’d blown a canine boy and got the knot stuck behind their teeth when he started to come!  Instead, I kept one paw wrapped softly around the swell at the base of his cock, and when Austin’s muscles started to tense and his knot began to grow in my grasp, I squeezed gently while taking all of the rest of his length into my mouth.  Austin grunted and the flavour of his come filled my mouth as he painted my tonsils.  I swallowed enthusiastically, to try and minimise the mess as the spurts of warm liquid seemed to come without end.  

Eventually though, the flow ended, and I pulled away from Austin’s rapidly shrinking cock, dropping a kiss on its tip.  He looked at me down the length of the blanket.  “Wow, Hickory - that was great! And… did you swallow all of that?”  I smiled at him with tightly closed lips, and half-nodded, half-shook my head, before holding up one finger in a ‘Wait’ gesture.

I moved down the blanket to where Josh was sitting, still naked - half-erect again, little voyeur that he was.  He looked up at me in puzzlement, “Hickory?”

I bent down and kissed him.  At first surprised, he quickly kissed me back with enthusiasm, but then, as he opened his mouth I pushed my tongue into his mouth, carrying with it a load of Austin’s ejaculate, to share with him.  

Josh’s eyes bulged with surprise as the taste spread through his mouth and he pushed away from me. “Hickory! Ew! What was that for?”

I stifled my giggles. “I’m sorry, Josh. It just seemed only fair after what we did to Austin. And you were the only one of us who hadn’t ended up with someone else’s spunk in you.”

He glared up at me, wiping his mouth on the back of his arm, but after a moment, he shook his head and also started to laugh.  “OK, fair enough.”

I held my arms out to him.  “Proper kiss this time?”  He came into my embrace and we nuzzled each other softly.  Then I pulled him over to lie down next to me, with Austin on the other side.  

“Now, if it’s OK, I’d like to just lie here - with my two friends - until my legs stop feeling like jelly.”  There were dozy grunts from the two boys, and we snuggled into each other on the blanket, white fur sandwiched between glossy red-gold curls, as the dappled shade cast its sleepy summer patterns over us.