The truck stopped at the entrance to the national park. Tall trees surrounded the road as if it were an endless wall of forest, the mountains in the distance were blue giants with snow-capped peaks, and the black earth felt damp, covered with leaves, branches, fungus, small bushes and mold.

From the driver's door descended a tall male wolf with black fur, from the passenger seat emerged a delicate female panther, from the rear doors descended a male fox and a female wolf of the same color as the driver.

"We're here!" howled the male wolf, stretching out his long arms and bending his back.

"The place is beautiful," said the panther, taking a deep breath of fresh air.

"It's quite a bit more secluded than I thought, I like it," exclaimed the female wolf, admiring the endless amount of trees in front of her.

"I hope there's no camp by a lake, those things always end badly," joked the vulpine, grabbing his girlfriend, the female wolf, by the arm.

"Easy, Benny, I assure you there's no lake around here, just a river," said the huge male wolf, as he pulled his backpack out of the car.

"I hope you're not going to insist on teaching me to fly fish again because I swear I'll be spending the whole time roasting marshmallows on the campfire," clarified the fox.

The other three laughed as they remembered their previous vacation. Then they began to unpack two tents that were set up a few meters from the truck, in a small area that they cleared of leaves. After that, the panther made a small circle of stones in which they left everything ready for the campfire they would light at nightfall.

"Daphne Where are we going?" the panther asked the female wolf, who was finishing dressing in her tracking gear.

"Well... from what my brother said, to the west is the river, so we could go northeast," the female wolf replied.

"Remember to take the flare gun just in case," said the male wolf.

"Sure thing, love. Will you wait for us with dinner?" asked the panther, as she changed her slippers and buckled a small backpack on her back.

"I promise at least two fish," assured the wolf, raising his fishing rod.

"I'll get two or three fish too, my love!" promised the fox to the female lupine.

"You just make sure you don't fall into the river...again," Daphne warned her mate.

The two females finished getting ready and set off walking in the agreed direction, slowly losing themselves among the old trees of the forest.

On the other hand, the two males also gathered all their gear and marched towards the river. The difference in size between the two was noticeable, and even more so when they walked side by side, the vulpine being at least a head and a half shorter than the wolf.

When the two canines reached the river bank, they set down their fishing boxes in a safe place and sat down to rig the lures. From a distance, they could have been mistaken for a father and son if it weren't for the vast difference in their coat colors.

"The stream looks powerful, will it be safe to take a dip?" asked Benny, as he hooked a bait shaped like a small fish to his line.

"I don't see that it's very deep, although there are a lot of rocks and I don't think it would be very comfortable to swim here. Maybe in another spot you'd have better luck," the wolf explained, tying on a bait shaped like a huge fly.

"I hope we get the damn fish fast, I don't want to spend all afternoon here," growled the fox, preparing to make his first cast.

"Isn't it too early to be complaining?" replied the lupine with a tone of annoyance.

"Yes, it is...Sometimes I forget how much you love doing this," snorted the little canine.

The two males began to fish. The fox casted, waited patiently and retrieved carefully, while the wolf made nimble movements with his rod, splashing his fly several times in the same spot, tempting the fish with the insect's movement.

After fifteen minutes, the wolf raised his first fish, five minutes later he raised his second, half an hour later the third. On the other hand, the fox, enraged at having caught only one branch, made a hasty cast that stuck his hook in the stones of the riverbed. Benny hurled a couple of insults as he tugged on his rod, until the line cut, causing the vulpine to fall to the ground.

"Fuck, my favorite bait!" groaned the vulpine.

"Ha ha! I told you those baits wouldn't do you any good here," said the lupine, as he continued his nimble motion.

"Daphne gave me that bait, she's going to kill me!" exclaimed the vulpine, dropping his shoulders.

"I really don't think my sister will remember a gift like that, if you don't say anything it will be forgotten," assured the wolf.

"Are you sure?" doubted Ben.

"Absolutely, my sister's memory is a mess," stated the huge canine.

As the fox prepared another hook, the wolf managed to catch his fourth piece, causing his companion to raise his eyebrow and frown, watching as the lupine unhooked the fish and tossed it into the bag with the others.

"You're the ultimate fisherman, Sam," the vulpine complimented, approaching his friend and taking advantage of the fact that he was crouched down to pat him on the shoulder.

"It's no big deal, it's just a matter of knowing how to choose the equipment for each situation," explained the wolf.

"Don't be so modest, you're very good. Now tell me, what can you do with this salmon?" asked the fox, unzipping his pants.

Lifting his gaze, Sam found Ben's balls and penis, fully erect and out of its sheath, red and throbbing, with the characteristic canine knot already swollen at the base.

"B-Benny!" groaned the wolf, looking in all directions to make sure they were alone.

"Sam, the girls should be more than a mile from here by now. We've already got one fish each, now give me that huge wolf ass," the vulpine ordered, holding his penis in one hand and smacking his friend's snout.

The wolf nodded as he wagged his tail frantically, hurrying to leave his fishing gear in a safe place. Sam knelt down on the grass and bowed his chest until his face touched the ground, lifting his butt as high as he could.

Ben smiled at having all that wolf cake in front of him. He grabbed his friend's pants and pulled them down far enough so that his entire ass was exposed and his huge testicles fell freely between his legs.

"When was the last time I got to fuck your ass?" the vulpine asked, as he grabbed the wolf's ass and spread his buttocks apart.

"C-Christmas, I think," Sam replied, moaning as he felt the other male's hands.

"It's true! Esther and Daphne were completely drunk, sleeping on the couch, while I fucked you in the hallway," Ben recalled, as he fondled the other male's huge black balls.

"And after you got stuck in me, we went up to your room and slept in until the next day," Sam said, already panting from feeling the dominant male's hands on his body.

"Yeah, it was a really good party. The orange chicken your wife made was amazing," Ben continued to remind himself, taking gentle bites of the wolf's huge asshole.

"B-Ben... put it in already, please," the lupine moaned, contracting and relaxing his desperate anus.

The fox chuckled at the huge black-furred male's anxiety. Ben spread his lover's buttocks apart, shoved his muzzle into his asshole and began to slide his long, wet tongue in, flicking it like a snake in Sam's bowels.

"Ooh Benny!" the wolf squealed, trying to cover his muzzle with his hands.

With a feral eagerness, Ben pulled his muzzle out of the wolf's anus, licked his lips and spat into the hole he had been devouring until a few seconds ago, straightened up, grabbed his fully hardened, dripping cock, and guided it with his hand into the lupine's wet asshole. When Ben found his target, he rested both hands on Sam's hips and pushed hard, producing a resounding 'plop' as he plunged his full length and the fat knot at the base.

"It went in! Oooh Benny!" cried Sam as he felt his guts completely occupied by his friend's penis.

"Of course it went in, big guy! That was hole-in-one!" replied the fox with a grunt, as he settled back to continue the exercise.

"Fuck me, Benny! I need it!" the huge lupine shouted again.

Another loud 'plop' sounded as the vulpine yanked out his penis, roughly disengaging his lover's swollen hole. Immediately, he pulled his entire penis back in, pulled it out and plunged it back in, pulling it out and in along with his knot each time he penetrated the immense canine.

"Fuck, Sam, your ass is so used to my cock there's no resistance at all!" exclaimed Ben, relentlessly ramming the other male.

"Harder, Benny! Harder, please!" moaned the wolf, wiggling his ass to the rhythm of the little canine's thrusts.

"You want my seed inside you!" shouted the fox, sinking his nails into the lupine's fur.

"Yes! Please breed me, I need it!" pleaded Sam loudly.

Ben picked up the pace at his lover's words and began to fuck him as hard as he could, widening the lupine's abused anus by the constant roughness with which the thick knot of fox came out.

The vulpine gave one last thrust and lay down on the wolf's broad back, sighing as he felt his cock shooting several streams of sperm into Sam's bowels, the same sperm he left almost every night in the black wolf's sister's vagina.

"I really needed this, Sam..." said Ben, catching his breath.

"Me too, Benny...your cock is the best," the huge black wolf admitted, still panting.

The fox grabbed Sam's hair with his hand and lifted her face off the ground to kiss his cheek and neck passionately.

"You know... A couple of days ago, your sister allowed me to give her anal sex. She was tight and moaned quite a bit, I didn't stop thinking about you for a second..." confessed Ben, still showing affection to the wolf.

"Remember the first time we did it?" asked Sam, laughing somewhat blushing at what the vulpine was telling him.

"Yes...I'll never forget that summer night, when we were coming back from the beach," replied the fox, gently hugging the wolf's neck.

"We had to tell the girls that we had gotten sand all over our butts after all the time we spent in the showers..." the lupine continued to reminisce.

"Remember I had to cover your snout when we got stuck together? I thought you'd get everyone's attention with your screaming," laughed the fox.

"It was easy for you because you didn't get a piece of meat the size of an apple shoved up your ass...by the third day I thought the burning would never go away," admitted the wolf, as he calmly felt the fox's penis continue to deposit jizz in his bowels.

"Ha ha! You were avoiding me all week after that," Ben said, playfully biting the other male's shoulder.

"Yeah...it was a pretty messed up week in my head, never been with another man before," Sam explained.

"Best week of my life," Ben assured.

"Not for my ass," the wolf added.

The fox laughed, kissed his lover on the cheek again and stood up, disengaging himself from the huge black wolf. Only a thin trickle of thick liquid connected the males, from Sam's swollen anus to the tip of Benny's flaccid penis.

"I really have a hard time having to choose between you and your sister, I love fucking you both," the fox confessed, admiring how the wolf's anus slowly dripped the semen he had just deposited in it.

Sam got up being careful not to stain his clothes, pulled out a handkerchief and wiped himself, then hugged the little canine and both males kissed.

As Ben's tongue established his dominance inside the wolf's muzzle, Daphne and Esther peeked out stealthily, admiring the scene between their husbands in shock.

" Motherfuck..." said the panther in a low voice, after having witnessed how her husband was penetrated by another male smaller than him.

"I told you so," laughed the female wolf.

"I don't know whether to be mad at my husband or yours..." growled Esther, revealing her feline fangs.

"No need to get mad at anyone, it's just two friends enjoying their intimacy," said Daphne, hugging her friend.

"It's true… just like that summer at the beach," the feline recalled.

"Just like that summer at the beach," the wolf repeated, and kissed her brother's wife on the lips.