Turo was walking up the paved street with a smile on his lips. The otter's day had already been quite successful. He had been down at the river catching fish all morning and today he had caught more than usual. Apparently, the gods were favorable to them this year and had granted his town plenty of fish and even unusual amounts of rain. It wasn't just a blessing for the townsfolk, it also washed all the sand and dust out of the air. Breathing it felt wonderful and one could see incredibly far into the distance. Turo had been to the market and had delivered most of his fish to his usual seller. The pretty generous share he had received tinkled in his pocket, what a great day indeed. The otter hadn't sold his two biggest catches though, they ought to be an offering to the high priestesses and the town's temple.

The happy little otter joyfully walked up the long path leading to the monumental temple sitting enthroned above the town. It was a marvelous piece of architecture, truly the pride of this dusty area. The entrance was guarded by two heavily armed anubian jackals. They were noble creatures with shining, black fur, a sleek muzzle, and an unmistakable aura of strength. Believed to have been blessed by the gods, they have been the primary choice for the temple guard since the beginning of written history. However, the natural beauty of those two guards was concealed by a bulky, but intricate armor that encased them from head to toe. It didn't look pretty, but it was very effective and definitely made them look threatening enough to make the otter swallow nervously. He always got a little nervous standing here at the gate, which the two guards patiently guarded. 

“Hold it there, citizen! State your intent!” one of the large jackals addressed him with a full, strong voice. 

“Oh, I am here to offer my most prized catches to the priestesses of the temple. I humbly ask you to allow me to enter and go to the shrine to make my offer.” 

He felt their piercing glare on his dense pelt. It was still dripping with leftover water that remained trapped within his fur. A natural barrier against the dry, scalding warmth radiating from the sun above.  But the guard’s inquisitive stare felt even harsher and there was nothing his natural coat could do against it. The otter had seen neither of them before, at least he thought so. It was kind of hard to tell the person underneath the large helmet, or even distinguish between the two guards. 

“Well, I must ask you to show me your offerings before I can allow you to enter these hallowed grounds. If we let every single fisherman in, we would be busy forever,” the canine demanded. 

"Of course, here you go. Have a look, sir," Turo replied intimidated, and pulled back the damp cloth covering his offerings. He was quite sure that it was enough to get him through the gate, those weren't just large fishes, but they still looked quite appealing as well. Turo had developed a special technique that allowed him to catch a fish without harming its appearance too much. While not really an issue for the vendors in the town's marketplace, it did help him to get through this very gate whenever he came to make another offering. The jackal looked at his two fishes with a really strange expression on his slender face. Was he starting to salivate, the otter thought and quickly pulled back his basket. The guard gave him a startled and embarrassed look that told him everything. The jackal had gotten hungry while standing outside in the sweltering heat and guarding the entrance. 

“Yes, you may go, citizen. I must inform you that I must accompany you regardless. No stranger may set foot onto these hallowed grounds just by themselves.” 

“Of course, sir. Thank you, sir,” the otter spoke with his most humbling voice. He quickly slipped past the two behemoths and into the temple’s front yard.

The area in front of the main building was a wondrously lush and green garden. A complex arrangement of pipes and pumps carried water all the way from the river up here and allowed rich vegetation to sprout in an otherwise very arid environment. The otter slowly walked along the central pathway and admired the beautiful scenery. The large anubian jackal following him was less impressed by it though and rather annoyed by the otter's lazy stroll. He cleared his throat and growled, "Keep on moving, citizen. The temple is waiting for your offering. Or do you want me to take care of this for you?" Turo turned around and vigorously shook his head. No way he would leave his catch alone with this hungry canine. 

Moving on, he clumsily stumbled and almost tripped over his own feet, barely able to keep hold of his basket. With his head lowered, he walked the final bit to the temple's entrance and entered its breathtaking atrium. This was the only spot townspeople were allowed to visit, either to bring forth offerings or during high days and twice a week for prayers. There was a large engraved boulder in the center. It was surrounded by vases, flowers, and trinkets, all of its offerings to the temple and its inhabitants. The otter got down on his knees and bowed before it before he picked up his basket and hauled it to the other offerings. Usually, perishables like food, such as his two fishes, were immediately picked up after the provider had left the building. A few other baskets stood stacked in a corner. Upon leaving, he could simply take one of those in exchange for his old basket. Then he stepped back and knelt once more. Hopefully, the sacrifice of his largest and juiciest catches would appease the gods and give him another good yield in the days to come.

A voice he knew very well suddenly appeared right next to him. "Oh, look who has come to pay us a visit. That's quite an impressive catch, Turo. What would I give to keep it and frame it somewhere? The fishes you catch are just always so immaculate." The little otter got up and greeted the newcomer.

“Hey, Paki. I’m happy to see you.” 

The new guy was a rather small, girlish anubian jackal in the rather revealing than useful show armor of the guard. Paki was one of the officers of the guard and the other guard clearly wasn’t very happy about the otter’s casual interaction with his superior. “It is officer Paki, citizen!” he growled. 

“Oh, I’m sorry, he’s new here. He doesn’t know you yet,” the little officer apologized. “Mahu, may I introduce you to Turo? This otter is a good friend of mine and always welcome here. Turo, this is Mahu, a new guard from the South.” The large guard didn’t say anything anymore, but Turo still felt his dismissive gaze while he and Paki gave each other a hug. “Say, have you anything planned for this evening?” the officer wanted to know. 

He shook his head and answered, “No, the river has given aplenty already and I think I’m good for today. Why, what did you have in mind, officer Paki?” 

"Oh, I don't know. I saw you outside marveling at our gardens. They're beautiful, aren't they? I could show you a special spot near the guard barracks that has beautiful flowers and large trees that provide plenty of shade if you like." 

“I heard about this place. It even has a pool, doesn’t it?” the otter replied with a knowing grin. 

“Yes, and it’s filled with soothing, cool water. Just perfect to relax after a hard day of work in the sun. So, what do you say? Want to come with me?” purred the little officer. 

“There’s nothing I’d like to do more right now. Lead the way, Paki!” 

The large guard Mahu had been standing there the whole time, and their casual conversation left him completely bewildered. "But, these grounds are hallowed! They are just for the priestesses, their guards, and their servants! Citizens aren't allowed, not even in the barracks!" he objected resolutely. 

The officer turned around and gave him a stern look, "That is still true. However, I consider Turo to be part of the servants. For all the things he has done for the temple and the guards." The large anubian jackal opened his mouth to voice another objection but quickly closed it again. He looked a little miserable, but he didn't want to defy his superior either.

Paki led the way and Turo followed him through the narrow hallways of the temple. They eventually ended up on the other side of the towering monument. The guard barracks were nested between the storage room and the exterior walls. In between was a narrow garden, just large enough for a few palm trees, a couple of lush, colorful flower bushes, and a round pool. Two other jackals sat there, their feet and legs submerged in the cool water while they chatted casually. They were guards who were currently off-duty, relaxing in this little spa. Both jumped up hastily and saluted when they spotted Paki. "Hello, Nesu and Salih. Relax and sit down again, I'm off-duty too. I think I'll join you two in a minute. Also, I've brought some company. Say hi to Turo," he spoke and pointed at the otter. 

“Hey guys,” Turo said, waving at them. 

“Hey, cutie,” one of them replied while the other licked his lips. 

"By the way, I've decided that you're done for today as well, Mahu. So, feel free to join us, alright?" Paki addressed the fully armored guard. He nodded but didn't say anything. "Great! As I said, I'll meet you guys in a second. I need to get ready first," the little officer said and left for the barracks.

"Come closer, sweetie," Salih ordered the little otter. He was the tallest, and heaviest, of the jackals. A powerful canine with beautiful eyes and a rather soft, chubby figure for the normally slender guards. Turo stepped daintily between them into the pool and stood on the edge the two jackals were sitting on. Not even a second later, two broad paws firmly grabbed his hips and crudely pulled his short pants down. Nesu, the other jackal, lifted him up against his chest. He grabbed the otter's head with his large, black paw and guided it. He pulled Turo right into a sloppy kiss. Turo eagerly embraced the tall canine, hugged him with his stubby arms, and welcomed his large, slavering tongue. Nesu lustfully licked across the otter's entire muzzle before working his way into his little mouth. He pulled him even closer and Turo could feel his intimidating canines gently brush against his tender skin. He squeaked when Nesu rather bluntly shoved two fingers up his ass. 

"Ah, you're pretty tight, fish breath. I have to give you that." 

“Thanks, sir,” the otter whispered blushing. He was so small, he just stood with both feet on the legs of the jackal. After moving one of his feet a little, he noticed that Nesu was fairly aroused already. The canine was packing a fully unsheathed, black canine cock that was probably about eight inches long.

Turo grabbed his partner's beefy chest and held himself steady while he raised his foot and pushed it against the canine's dick. "Hey, Salih. Come, give me a paw with our river slut here!" The two strong paws that had undressed him lifted his slim ass into the air. The mesomorphic jackal got down on his knees behind him and eagerly pushed his muzzle into the otter's rear. He started eating his asshole with the devotion and diligence only a canine could muster. Turo continued where he had stopped and he didn't even need to worry about his stability anymore. For this, he had two strong men now. He enclosed the base of Nesu's penis with his webbed feet and massaged it with just the right amount of pressure. The jackal returned his favor by slipping a paw into his crotch and rubbing his sheath and his emerging rosy manhood.

After Salih had prepared his little pucker, he proceeded to claim his reward. The other jackal pulled the otter out of Nesu's embrace and aligned his large, throbbing shaft with the little lutrine's sphincter. He granted Turo a good look at the glistening, wet cock before he buried it in his ass. The jackal inserted it slowly enough so that the otter could enjoy the ordeal of having his tight, little asshole stretched wide by the massive manhood. He could feel every single part of Salih's enormous shaft, the narrow tip pushing through his insides like a spear, the soft ridge behind the canine's cockhead, the gentle broadening into the more bulbous rounded base and the sudden taper where his anus constricted around the narrow connection of the penis to the sheath. "And now we're going to have some fun, my little otter friend," the jackal growled lustfully. Salih got the otter into position and rutted him with horny passion. He pounded his sorry little asshole with intense thrusts and hammered his bloated dog cock against his tiny pleasure button which made the otter lose control over himself. Turo groaned lewdly, his arms and legs dangled limply from his body and he just let the much larger canine go wild on him.

Nesu simply couldn't resist their lewd display and joined in. The muscular jackal grabbed the otter's dangling feet and pressed them against his engorged shaft. With a lustful grunt, he pleasured himself by wildly fucking Turo's webbed feet and shoving his tapered cock into his soft footpads and against his cute little toe beans. The jackal stood up and moved closer, contorting and bending the lutrine's slender body. Fortunately, Turo was quite flexible, and it didn't bother him too much even when Nesu masturbated with his feet right in front of his face, just a few inches away. Nesu's furious masturbation sent droplets of his juices and water flying everywhere, especially right into the otter's face. 

Nesu stopped his masturbation for just a second to reposition himself. With the help of the other jackal, he moved Turo's legs even closer to his face and squeezed the tip of his inflated cock through the little otter's lips and into his mouth. Keeping hold of both Turo's feet and head, Nesu rammed his shaft through the gap between the lutrine's feet and straight into his muzzle. Once he was all set, both jackals went absolutely wild on him. Salih thrust his turgid prick deep into his loosening butthole while Nesu made him choke on his dripping, twitching shaft. Wet splatting and muffled moans, as well as impassioned grunts and growls, filled the small back garden. Turo felt like a toy in the paws of those huge, strong guards. There was nothing he could do right now but take their swollen cocks. He tried to move his arms, but his lust-ridden, completely overloaded mind simply refused to move any muscle.

Nesu finished first. He started huffing and grunting fiercely, his tongue lolled out of his mouth and he got ready to blow his load. The jackal felt his knot swell into a nice, full bulb and he rammed his large prick down Turo’s throat one last time. His heavy, bloated knot was too big for the little otter to take, his muzzle simply refused to let it in. Nesu had to push Turo’s feet really hard against the swollen base of his pulsing shaft to get off. With the large knot throbbing against his lips, the otter got ready to take the canine’s cumshot while the other one was still eagerly pounding him from behind.

Rich, heavy cum spurted from the jackal's tip. The first few spurts got deposited right into his gullet. Then, Nesu pulled back and allowed his twitching rod to coat the otter's entire mouth with his creamy seed. Turo desperately tried to swallow it all, but it was too much and it just kept coming. The milky goo filled his little muzzle, ran out the corners of his mouth, and got into his nose. Nesu gave him a wicked grin and forcefully pushed his cock back into the otter's mouth. The sudden motion caused cum to squirt and spurt from every available opening. Then he pulled out and wiped his wet, dripping penis clean on the soles of Turo's feet. He made the otter give his dripping, black cock a last lick before he stepped back and watched the other jackal fuck the little otter with renewed vigor. Now that he had Turo all for himself, Salih locked him into a full nelson and ravaged his ass with horny grunts. The bestial force behind the big jackal's thrusts made the little otter burp a few cum-laden burps. Finally, the largest of the guards was about to cum as well.

Salih's thrusts slowed down and Turo felt a suspicious pressure on his asshole. The canine's knot was swelling. He was pushing and grunting, desperately trying to squeeze it into the tight orifice! "No, not the knot! It's too big, it won't fit!" the otter slurred, but it was already too late. With a nasty slurp, the large bulb passed his loosened ring and slipped inside once it had overcome his sphincter. Tied together for good, he soon felt the canine's hot sperm rushing into his belly. Turo groaned defeated, the pressure of the jackal's massive cock resting inside him was almost unbearable and it created a formidable bulge on his abdomen, pushing aside his own achingly erect otter cock. Turo knew that it would take a while until he could get off the jackal. The large knot would tie them together for at least fifteen more minutes.

Thankfully, the guards were no assholes and they helped him get off. Salih gently teased the otter’s stiff nipples while Nesu lent him a paw and jerked him off. After everything he had gone through, his own arousal was high enough that he shot his own load in mere seconds. He squirted his cum all over himself and Nesu’s paw. The jackal looked at his cum-stained fingers and grinned, then he licked it off with pleasure. “You’ve got mine, I’ve got yours, little otter boy.” Then he gave him a long, lustful kiss.

Footsteps emerged from behind and Paki appeared. The cute girlish officer of the guard had gotten rid of his entire uniform and strolled towards them with a buoyant gait. Apparently, he had put on some make-up, he had traced his eyelashes, the rim of his eyes, his lips, and his nipples with golden paint. The sheer prurient anticipation had him walking with an engorged, swinging dick. He licked his golden lips as he spotted them in the pool. "I see, you've had some fun already. You wouldn't mind if I joined, would you?" 

“I’d love if you did, dear Paki,” Turo replied with a suggestive, albeit slightly exerted smile. The huge knot inside his rectum felt still rather unpleasant. 

“Since you’re occupied down there, I’m sure you’re willing to help me out another way, right?” the officer asked in a honeyed voice. The otter nodded and obediently opened his muzzle.

His friend leaned down to him and gave him a tender kiss on his muzzle before continuing. The small jackal’s black shaft was impressively large for his size and pierced with golden frenum piercings. There was one for each inch and about seven of them lined the canine’s throbbing shaft from just underneath the head down to just about the base. Paki gently pushed his pierced shaft into his friend’s muzzle, intentionally moving very slowly so that the otter could feel and caress every single barbell with his tongue. The hard metal gave the jackal’s cock a ribbed feeling as it made its way across his tongue. 

The young officer initially allowed him to have a little fun with it. Turo licked across the long, black cock with broad, relishing strokes. Then he grabbed Paki’s hips and gave him a casual blowjob. After a minute or so, the jackal looked him in the eyes and waited for the otter to give him an affirming nod before he took the lead. The girlish canine moaned lustfully as he drove his shaft down the lutrine’s throat. He fucked his face with unrestrained thrusts, only pulling out and slowing down a little so the otter could breathe. The jackal’s plump, full balls slapped against Turo’s chin while he enjoyed the otter’s tight, wet muzzle. The rather rough treatment shook his entire slender body and reactivated the other guard’s swollen cock inside him. Turo felt a few more spurts of heavy cream flow into him as Salih moved his tied shaft around as much as his knot would allow. Even Nesu joined back in. He went down on Turo and licked his erect otter prick.

The otter came again, just seconds before Paki. Nesu, the guard giving him a blowjob, swallowed his few spurts of cum while the horny, girly officer force-fed him his load. Paki's knot didn't inflate very much and it remained small enough to still fit inside the otter's muzzle. Of course, the jackal used this opportunity to fuck his throat throughout his orgasm, pouring his own tasty cum into Turo's stomach. After he pulled out, he gave Turo a pat on the head and a long, lewd kiss on his dripping lips. "I love you, my little sweetheart," he whispered while licking a drop of his own cum from his golden lips. 

“I love you too, Paki,” Turo replied breathlessly.

The officer got up and looked over to the fourth guard. Mahu had been standing there the whole time and watched them with a judging glare. “You see, Mahu. This fine boy here is serving the guard with his pretty little body. He is our little bitch.” 

“Do the priestesses know of this?” 

“Yes, and they approve of it as long as we keep it to ourselves. No one is above the carnal desires, Mahu. They know it would be ridiculous to force us to be celibate. And as long as everyone’s having fun, I can’t see any issue with it. Now, are you still upset about it?” 

The new guard still glared at them warily. Turo felt the knot inside him deflate and he clumsily attempted to get up. Salih grabbed him under his arms and helped him up. Not even a second after he stood on his own two shaky legs, his friend pulled him aside and made him bend over. His gaping, twitching, and leaking hole was now on full display. The small jackal gave it a sensual lick before looking back at Mahu. "He's only doing this because he loves it. His offerings are great, but his sweet ass is the real offering here. Now, don't be a stranger, Mahu. He's the guard's toy, he's here to be shared among all of us. You wouldn't mind him have a go at you, would you, dear Turo?"

 The otter replied playfully, “No, not at all, my dear Paki.”

The new guard was visibly struggling with himself. His sense of honor barred him from accepting this offer, but it looked extremely tempting and he hadn’t had sex or anything like that since he had started his training. He didn’t even masturbate and had been abstinent for at least two years now. The urge was growing unbearable and he couldn’t resist any longer. Mahu hastily pulled open his uniform and freed his rapidly engorging shaft. He sluggishly stepped towards the two, burning lust glowing in his eyes. Paki got onto his back and pulled Turo on top of him, holding him tightly. “I think you’re in for a wild ride, Turo,” he whispered with a naughty grin.

The guard roughly grabbed the otter's ass and yanked him into position. Completely driven by his uncontrollable lust, he immediately aligned himself and rammed his organ into Turo's ass. His cock was even bigger than Salih's and the sudden penetration drove tears into the otter's eyes. Paki held him even closer and kissed him while the new guard went absolutely feral on him. He pounded him with needy, relentless thrusts, used him like a toy. He hammered his bloated shaft into Turo's already loosened hole and his heavy balls slapped against his taint with loud smacks. Mahu's grunts were animalistic and bestial, there was no love or care, just the rampant need of someone who hadn't gotten release in years. Fortunately, being this pent up also meant that it was over rather soon. The large jackal buried his engorging knot deep in Turo's ass, but unlike Salih, he was dead-set on continuing to thrust. Even though his knot was now too swollen to get past the otter's sphincter, he still tried to pull it out, tugging hard. The otter howled in pain, maybe he had bitten off more than he could chew? The guard's horny assault luckily stopped once the otherworldly pleasure of orgasm set in and made him collapse on the two smaller males. All this pent-up cum was now pumped into the otter's taut, little belly. There was so much of it that it was still flowing after two entire minutes.

With combined effort, they made Mahu roll over onto his back to give them free. Well, at least Paki was free, Turo was still stuck on the large canine’s knot. 

"Ah, that was amazing," the guard growled, then he realized that he had been quite vicious. "Oh, are you okay there, little guy?" 

”I’m okay,” the otter murmured. “Just, be a little gentler from now on, alright?” 

“Sorry, I just. It has been a while.”

“No worries. Are we good now?” 

The large jackal nodded with a soft smile. “Yes, I could get used to this.” 

“Then you’ll definitely love your stay here.”

Paki left briefly and returned with a platter of fresh fruit. He sat down next to the tied males and started to feed both of them. He chatted with them to bridge the time until the guard’s knot had deflated enough that Turo could dismount. Behind them, the familiar noise of lewd, wet sex emerged as the other two guards, overcome by the excitement from watching, fucked each other next to the pool. Their randy grunts filled the darkening evening sky. The otter stroked the short, black fur of his big new friend and ate another fig. Paki was sitting next to him and kissed him with his luscious, golden lips. Then the little jackal casually slipped his paw into the otter’s crotch. The evening had just begun, Turo thought with a lustful smile.