Ties That Bind
Obligatory Content Warning: The following story contains GRAPHIC SCENES OF SEXUAL ENCOUNTERS BETWEEN UNDERAGE FURRY CHARACTERS, including ORAL, VAGINAL, and ROUGH ANAL SEX. There is also some DRAMA. OMG THE FEELS. CUB PORN AND FEELS. If any of this offends you, do not read on. By reading beyond this point, you waive your right to be offended by my work, because YOU WERE WARNED. For everyone else... enjoy!
Robbie sighed as he took a seat a table in the cafeteria. The first couple weeks of middle school had not gone well for the fox. Turns out, most of the few friends he'd had in elementary school had moved during the summer, leaving the fox's social circle considerably smaller. It didn't help that he hardly got to see Martin. Stupid soccer practice...
He was just about to resign himself to another lunch alone when a familiar white rabbit approached his table.
"Mind if I join you?" Becky asked.
Robbie took a quick glance around the cafeteria, then shrugged. "Sure. Guess it's better than eating alone."
Becky raised an eyebrow as she sat down across from him. "You always greet your friends like that?"
The fox sighed. "Sorry. It's just been... I dunno. Weird. No Martin, no Harry, no Ben... it's kinda lonely."
"Well, why not just make some new friends?" Becky asked.
Robbie shrugged. "I dunno... just don't seem to be any furs I really wanna get to know, ya know?"
Becky raised an eyebrow, then looked over her shoulder around the room, giving it a quick scan, before turning back to the fox. "You sure? You haven't really tried... heck, I've made a few friends already! Maybe I could introduce you."
Robbie groaned. "Great. More girls. No offense," he added hastily.
"They're not ALL girls," Becky said. "But... ok, most of them are girls. But at least give it a shot, ok?"
The fox shrugged. "Maybe..."
Becky looked at the fox, tilting her head. "Robbie... is something wrong?"
"What?! What'd make you think that?" Robbie asked, suddenly alert.
"You seem really down," Becky said. "Just... you know... checking to see if maybe there isn't something else on your mind? You don't have to tell me if you don't want..."
Of course there was a lot on Robbie's mind. But how was he supposed to tell HER that? She was one of those things!
"Hey Robs!" came a familiar voice, dragging the fox back to reality.
"Martin!" Robbie said, beaming as the wolf pup sat down next to him. "Not sitting with the soccer team today?"
"Nah," Martin said, lifting up his arms and stretching them. "Hangin' out with those guys all the time can get kinda boring. They never wanna talk about anything but sports. B'sides, I haven't gotten to hang with my best bud outside of class much," he said, giving the fox a playful nudge.
Robbie grinned, his spirits getting a whole lot lighter. "Glad ya didn't forget about me," he said.
Martin gasped. "Me? Forget? Ok, maybe I forget about homework. But I never forget a friend!" he said with a grin. "Oh! By the way, soccer practice is cancelled for this afternoon. All the rain lately's kinda reduced the field to a marsh, and we can't really practice on it without ripping it up. And since it's Friday, I was thinkin' maybe I could drop by your place, maybe spend the night."
"That'd be great!" Robbie said. "I'll ask my mom when she picks me up, but I'm sure she won't mind."
"Lucky," Becky said, sticking her tongue out at the two.
"You're just jealous," Martin said, sticking his tongue out in return.
A cheetah cub approached the table. "Hey, Martin. Not sitting with the team today?" he asked.
Martin rolled his eyes. "And again, I gotta explain it. Yeah, spendin' lunch with my best bud here," he said, clapping Robbie on the shoulder. "Hey, practice tomorrow's gonna be later, right?"
"Yeah," the cheetah replied. "Coach wants us in for three, and we'll still be ending at five."
"Cool, cool," Martin said. "See you there, then!" he said.
"Sure," the cheetah said, and walked back to his table.
"But, yeah," Martin said after taking a few quick bites of his sandwich. "We should totally have a sleepover tonight!"
"Yeah! I just got a new video game we can try, too!" Robbie said.
"Sweet!" Martin replied, and took a sip from his drink as a husky girl approached. "Shit," Martin muttered.
"Umm, excuse me," the girl said barely containing her giggles. "But, uh... you're really cute. Would you go out with me?"
Martin groaned and rolled his eyes, then leaned back in his chair. "Girl, if you think you're hot enough for me, keep dreaming," Martin said.
The girl gasped, her smile quickly fading to a frown, and she put her nose in the air and walked away.
"Martin, wasn't that kinda mean?" Becky asked.
Martin shrugged. "Guess it was, but I can't play the nice guy. That just make's 'em try harder! At least if I'm a dick to 'em it gets 'em off me for a little bit. Gods, they're annoying."
Becky looked over her shoulder at the table of giggling girls the husky had returned to. "Yeah, I can see that. You know, the best way to get 'em off your case would be to actually have a girlfriend," she said as she turned back to the wolf.
Martin let out an exasperated sigh. "That's the problem," he said. "Didn't you say you were gonna help me with that?"
"Give it time," Becky said. "You have to do it the right way. But yes, I do plan to help you with that, and I know exactly how I'm going to do it."
"Oh, really? Care to fill me in, then?" Martin asked.
Becky grinned and glanced over at the cheerleaders' table, then looked at Martin and whispered, "How would a cheerleader work?"
Martin raised an eyebrow. "Oh, come on. They're notorious sluts!" he whispered.
"All but one," Becky said, looking over again. "The fairest of them all."
Martin looked over there as well. Most of the cheerleaders were gabbing away at each other, save for one, a golden retriever. She had her eyes closed, and seemed to be bored by the chatter from the others. "You don't mean SOPHIE," he said. "That girl's stone cold!"
Becky grinned and nodded. "And that's why she's perfect for you," she whispered. "She's even in the same boat as you."
Martin raised an eyebrow and looked at the rabbit, then gasped as her words sank in. "You mean," he said, leaning in close, "She's gay, too?"
The rabbit grinned. "Yeah. I was sleeping over at her place right before school started, and she mentioned it. We even did it together, so I know she means it," she said. "Can you imagine our luck?"
Martin sighed. "I dunno. What if it just makes 'em try harder?"
"Trust me, I know girls," Becky said. "Sophie's undeniably the hottest girl in our class, and you're... second or third hottest boy," she said, stifling a little giggle. "No one's gonna try to bust that up."
"So when do we do it?" Martin asked.
"Patience," Becky said. "Give it a little more time. We gotta make sure everyone knows that you're looking for the hottest girl or boy you can get."
"I guess that makes sense," Martin said as he settled back in.
"We've got plans, too," she said. "We'll arrange it so Robbie and I sleep over with you guys whenever you'd be together, so you can have your yiffy fun time without having to touch a girl."
Martin chuckled. "How generous of you," he said.
Becky reached across the table and poked Robbie's arm. "Speaking of sleepovers, Robbie, you didn't forget that you invited me over this afternoon, did you?"
The fox's eyes widened. "Crap! I forgot about that. Well, we could still have both of you over, right?" he asked, looking from the rabbit to the wolf.
Martin shrugged. "Fine by me," he said.
Becky giggled. "And maybe I could spend the night, too!"
"Now, let's not get ahead of ourselves," Martin said, and leaned in to whisper, "Robbie's ass is mine tonight."
The rabbit couldn't help but giggle anew. "Oh, you can have that. I'm after other things," she whispered back with a wink.
Robbie groaned and rolled his eyes, and muttered, "Fuck it, why not have a threeway?"
Martin and Becky looked at him, and then at each other.
"Why not?" Becky asked.
"Because you're a girl?" Martin replied.
"So you take his butt while he has fun with me! Easy enough," Becky said, grinning.
Martin sat back in his chair and shrugged. "We'll see."
Robbie's ears drooped. What had he just gotten himself into?
* * * * * * * * * * * * *
True to her word, Becky asked if she could spend the night at Robbie's. It took a little doing, but the rabbit girl convinced her parents to go along with the idea. After all, with nine cubs to care for and a tenth on the way, any reprieve is a welcome one.
While Martin had initially been hesitant, the presence of the female didn't actually hinder any of their usual activities, save for making it impossible to keep Ellie away. Hours disappeared for the four cubs at the altar of the digital gods in a flurry of lights and sounds interspersed with playful ribbing and the occasional accusation of cheating (mostly originating from Martin, targeted at Ellie). While they began the afternoon fully clothed, they gradually stripped until the four found themselves in nothing but their underwear.
It was nearly midnight when Terry poked her head into the den, knocking at the door to get the cubs' attention. The three older cubs had taken up the couch, Robbie in the middle, and Ellie had been relegated to the armchair next to the sofa. "Ellie, it's getting late. Time for bed, sweetie."
"But mooooom!" Ellie whined. "I wanna watch their gaaaaame!"
Robbie and Martin had spent the last half hour or so playing a game's co-op story mode, and the girls had been contenting themselves with making fun of the boys' lack of skill.
"Ellie, you know that if you stay up too late on the weekends that you don't get enough sleep on Monday," Terry said. "And we all know how miserable that makes you."
The young vixen pouted, but stood up and hopped to the door. "Ok... night, Robs, Martin, Becky," she said, waving to each in turn before scampering past her mother.
Terry watched Ellie go, then looked back at the three cubs. "You three should consider getting to bed soon, too. But I certainly won't enforce anything," she said. "Sleep well when you do!" She blew a kiss to Robbie, then padded off.
Becky yawned and stretched. "Guess it is getting kinda late," she said. "Wanna head upstairs and get busy, then?"
Robbie yawned himself and paused the game, saving and quitting. It took him a moment to register what Becky had said. "Wait... busy? What?"
The rabbit grinned and leaned into the fox. "You didn't forget our promised threeway, did you?"
It was Martin who responded first. "Wait, you were SERIOUS about that?!"
Becky giggled and poked the wolf's nose. "Do rabbits EVER joke about sex?"
Martin wiggled his nose and frowned, looking the rabbit in the eye. "You seriously expect me to have a threeway with a girl?"
"Like I said, you can still have Robbie's butt while I get his cock!" she said, giggling and groping the embarrassed fox. "And, I mean... you could try me, too. It won't fall off if you put it inside me! Robbie's still got his, after all!" she said, reaching into his boxers and pulling out his half-erect cock to make her point.
"Not happening," Martin said, crossing his arms.
"Fine," Becky said, and she looked at the blushing fox. "So... shall we?"
"Hey! I have dibs on him!" Martin said, squeezing Robbie.
Becky rolled her eyes. "Well, why don't we have him decide, then? Robbie, do you wanna do me, have Martin do you, or get both at the same time?" she said, batting her eyes at the fox.
Robbie looked from Martin to Becky, his ears flattening. He suspected that Becky wouldn't back down easily, and Martin would be pissed if he didn't get his go at the fox's rump. Granted, Robbie was eager to have his friend inside him again... but there was a certain appeal to doing Becky, too. "Fuck," Robbie muttered.
The rabbit grinned. "That mean you want us both?"
The fox sighed and shut his eyes for a few moments, then opened them and looked at Martin. "Umm... would you mind?"
The wolf groaned and flopped back into the couch, leaning his head back and shutting his eyes. For a few moments he was quiet. Then he sat up, opened his eyes, and shrugged. "Fuck it, why not? As long as I don't have to touch the icky girl bits."
Becky squealed with delight and gave the two boys a quick hug. "Awesome! C'mon, let's go!" she said, grabbing their paws and standing up, pulling them to their feet.
Robbie tugged on Becky's arm to stop her. "We should probably wait till Ellie's in bed," he said, sitting back down.
"And why is that?" Becky asked, putting her paws on her hips.
"She'll probably ask to join THAT if we head up now," he said.
The rabbit giggled wildly at that, clapping her paws over her muzzle to keep her voice down. "And that's a problem?" she asked.
"Yeah, it's a problem!" Martin replied. "It's bad enough having to deal with one girl!"
"Oh, hush, you," Becky said, sitting back down on the couch as she thought about that. "Maybe... might be fun..."
Martin let out a frustrated groan, burying his face in his paws. After a few seconds though, he seemed to perk up, letting his paws fall to his lap. "You know, that might not be a bad idea."
"What?!" Robbie cried. That was the last thing he'd expected Martin to say!
"Yeah!" Martin said, beaming mischievously at the fox. "If Ellie joins us, we can probably get Becky distracted with her, and then I'll have you all to myself!"
Robbie sighed and put a paw to his muzzle, shaking his head slowly. "Oh, Martin..."
Becky giggled and stuck her tongue out at Martin. "You won't get rid of me THAT easily," she said, giving Robbie a possessive squeeze.
The wolf snapped his fingers. "Darn. Well, was worth a shot," he said, leaning back into the couch. "So what do we do to kill time, then?"
"Foreplay?" Becky suggested.
Martin shuddered. "If you two start doing something, I'll never get a boner," he said.
"Oh, really?" Becky said, leaning forward and looking over at Martin around Robbie. "You wanna bet?"
The wolf perked his ears. "What's that supposed to mean?" he asked.
Becky giggled and reached across, laying a paw on the wolf's thigh. "Maybe you could just try it and see?"
Martin almost immediately recoiled from the rabbit's touch. "Eeeeeww! No!" he said, tumbling over the edge of the couch in his haste to get away from the female.
The rabbit girl laughed as the wolf hit the floor. "Ok, ok, I get it," she said, settling back into her seat as she giggled uncontrollably. "You don't have to be such a baby about it!"
Martin pulled himself back up and glared at the rabbit, and opened his mouth. Before he could speak, Robbie grabbed his shoulder and pulled him down, throwing his other arm around the wolf as he pressed his lips to Martin's. The wolf's words were lost to the fox's tongue.
After a few moments, Robbie pulled back from the kiss. "Can we at least have a peaceful night?" he whispered.
The wolf huffed and flopped back down on the couch. "Fine," he muttered, crossing his arms and pouting.
Robbie put his right arm around Martin's shoulder, pulling the wolf in, and his other paw went for the wolf's groin, slipping into his boxers and groping his sheath. "Let's just have fun," he whispered, nuzzling Martin's cheek.
Martin held up his cold exterior for as long as he could. He soon melted though as his member began to slip from his sheath to greet the fox's paw. He slipped one of his own down to Robbie's crotch, his paw wrapping around the fox's semi-hard cock.
"Nice show," Becky said, giggling softly as she slipped from the couch and moved over to the recliner to the right of the boys. "Yes, this view is better, though it'd be even nicer if you boys lost those," she said, pointing at their underwear.
Martin rolled his eyes, and withdrew his paw from Robbie's cock. "Well, may as well strip now. I mean, we'll be yiffing soon enough, right?" he said as he slipped his fingers into the waistband of his boxers.
Becky moved forward, getting down on her knees in front of the two boys, and put her paws on Martin's to stop them. "May I? I promise I won't touch your junk," she said.
Before Martin could respond, Robbie stood up. "I have a better idea. Becky, stand up, and Martin, shut your eyes."
The wolf raised an eyebrow and looked at Robbie. "What are you planning?" he asked.
"Trust me," Robbie said. "Please?"
Martin sighed, but did as he was asked, peeking out of one eye to see what the fox was up to.
Becky tilted her head as she stood up, equally curious to see what the fox had in mind. "So, Robbie, what a--" she began.
Robbie put a finger to her lips, then stepped forward and wrapped his arms around her, pressing his lips to her as his paws reached back to undo her bra.
The rabbit girl squeaked and moaned softly, giggling a bit as she felt the fox fumbling about with the strap. It took him a few moments, but as soon as he got it, he pulled back from the kiss, taking the rabbit's bra with him.
"I think I like where this is going," Becky whispered.
Robbie winked, then got down on his knees in front of her, nuzzling at her belly as he slipped his fingers into the waistband of her panties, dragging them slowly down her legs.
"Oh, I'm definitely liking where this is going," Becky whispered, stifling a moan as the fox brought his muzzle lower, his nose wiggling against her clit.
Once Robbie had Becky's panties to her ankles, he leaned back on his paws. "Sorry to be a tease, but I've got a wolf to tend to," he said as he moved around to kneel in front of Martin. "You can take these off, though," he said, wiggling his butt as he slipped his fingers into the waistband of Martin's boxers.
Becky giggled and stepped out of her panties, kneeling down behind the fox and quickly pulling his boxers down to his knees. She glanced around him to see what he was doing, and froze, staring transfixed at the wolf's groin.
Martin let out a soft moan, biting his lip to keep from making too much noise, his paws gripping Robbie's ears as the fox deftly took the wolf's shaft into his muzzle even as he was stripping off his friend's last remaining article of clothing. A shiver ran down his spine as he pushed his hips up, burying his shaft fully in the fox's muzzle. "Oh, gods, I've missed this," Martin hissed.
Robbie murred softly as he suckled the wolf's cock, buring his nose in Martin's groin as he got his friend's underwear the rest of the way off. Once the wolf's boxers were clear of his legs, Robbie pulled his muzzle off the wolf's cock, then stood up, bringing his boxers the rest of the way off, and put one knee on the couch alongside Martin's leg, bringing his groin down to Martin's. He grasped the back of the couch with one paw to support him as he wrapped his other paw around both of their members, rubbing them together.
Becky murred softly, sitting down on the recliner and slipping a paw between her legs. "Oh, man... this is hot," she whispered, just loud enough for the boys to have heard, had they not been distracted by their own actions.
The wolf threw his arms around Robbie, pulling the fox in for a kiss as he stroked their members. One of the wolf's paws quickly found its way down to Robbie's butt, squeezing it as his other paw cupped the back of the fox's head, holding him in the kiss.
Robbie moaned into the kiss, his paw working slowly over the two dicks he held. Slowly, he slipped down, pulling Martin along with him, until the two were lying side by side on the couch, the wolf rather awkwardly angling his hips to keep his cock in the fox's paw. After a minute, Robbie pulled back from the kiss, and whispered, "This passable for foreplay?"
Martin grinned and pushed Robbie back, then climbed into his lap, straddling the fox's hips. He leaned in against the fox and whispered, "I want you. In me... now..."
That got Becky's attention. "Hey! I'm not having Robbie fuck me after his cock's been in your butt!"
Martin's ears perked, and he began to turn to Becky. Robbie caught his muzzle and pulled him in for another kiss, then whispered, "Next time, it'll be just you and me."
The wolf growled softly, then whispered in Robbie's ear, "Fuck me in the morning?"
"Deal," Robbie whispered, and reached back to grope the wolf's butt.
"Fine," Martin said, wiggling his rump into the fox's paws. "So, uh..." he said, looking over at Becky. "Oh fuck!" he cried, quickly averting his eyes.
Becky giggled at the wolf's reaction. She'd had her legs spread while she had been masturbating to the show the two boys were putting on, and had just given the wolf a clear display of her own genitals. "Serves you right!" she said.
Robbie shook his head. "Maybe this was a bad idea," he muttered.
"Oh, come on, it's just some harmless fun," Becky said, getting up and walking over to the two boys. "Well, at least, I HOPE it's harmless."
"Yeah, whatever," Martin muttered as he slipped out of Robbie's lap. He glanced over at the clock. "Think your sister's asleep yet?" he asked.
Robbie looked at the clock himself. "Martin, it's only been fifteen minutes. I doubt she'd fall asleep that quickly."
The wolf gave a frustrated groan. "Can we just go to your room and start now, while I've still got a boner?"
The fox rolled his eyes, and looked from the wolf to the rabbit. "You wanna, Becky?"
Becky leaned down and gave Robbie a quick peck on the lips, then whispered, "I've wanted it since I got here, foxie boy..."
"Alright," Robbie said, standing up and grabbing a paw from each of his friends. "But it's your fault if Ellie bothers us."
The rabbit girl giggled, letting herself be dragged along by the fox. The wolf quickly caught up then took the lead, whispering as he passed Robbie, "Leave her to me."
Robbie raised an eyebrow as Martin's paw slipped from his own and the wolf ran up the stairs ahead of them.
"Where's he going?" Becky asked.
Robbie shrugged. "Probably best not to know," he replied. As they reached the top of the stairs, he saw the wolf's tail as he disappeared into Ellie's room. He shook his head and guided Becky into his bedroom.
Once they were through the door, Becky took the lead, sitting down at the edge of Robbie's bed and spreading her legs for him. "Well, foxie... what are you waiting for?"
Robbie glanced over his shoulder. "Aren't you a little... you know what, he can handle himself." He shook his head once more, then approached the rabbit, rubbing his chin. "Umm... how exactly are we gonna position ourselves so Martin can... you know..."
Becky rolled her eyes, then pushed herself fully onto the bed, spreading her legs again. "Get on top and do me missionary. Marty should be able to get your butt from there."
The fox nodded and climbed into bed with the rabbit, slowly crawling on top of her and looking down into her eyes as he tried to find her entrance with his tip. He reached a paw down to help guide his member. "Grr... isn't this supposed to be easy?" he muttered.
Becky giggled and reached down between the fox's legs. "Here, let me," she said, guiding his paw holding his cock to her entrance. She gasped as he pushed in immediately once he found the mark. "Yeah... fill me up," she whispered.
"I see you two started without me," Martin said as he pushed the door shut behind him.
Robbie squeaked and blushed as he looked at Martin, squirming a bit as Becky grabbed his ass and help him inside her. "Fox and a rabbit," Robbie said. "What do you expect?"
"Nothing less," Martin said as he walked around to the foot of the bed. "Ellie won't be bothering us tonight."
Becky looked at the wolf from around Robbie. "And how do you know that?" she asked.
"Easy," Martin said, grinning at the rabbit as he climbed into bed. "I told her that if she didn't bother us tonight, she could have you all to herself in the morning."
The rabbit girl gasped. "Martin! You can't--"
"Hey, you're the one who said it might be fun," he said, patting Robbie's butt. "Robs, I need some lube. Besides," he said, turning his attention back to Becky, "You have no idea how happy she looked when I told her that. She kinda likes you, and she REALLY wants to try it with a girl."
Becky huffed, but settled in under Robbie. She WAS admittedly bisexual, and hey, if Ellie wanted it, she might as well see what the vixen knew. Though considering the family, the rabbit might find herself the one learning a trick or two!
Robbie reached over to his bedside table and pulled out the drawer, withdrawing his bottle of lube. "Here ya go," he said as he tossed it over his shoulder.
The wolf easily caught the fox's shoddy throw, and popped the bottle open, looking down at the fox's rump as Robbie began to thrust into Becky. "You sure this is gonna work?" he asked as he lubed himself up.
"It, uh... might take a little bit to, uh... get the rhythm," Becky said, whimpering softly as she gripped Robbie's back.
Martin growled as he tried to line up his cock with Robbie's tailhole. "Not a good angle for this," he muttered, his tip jabbing desperately between the fox's cheeks.
"Need some help?" Becky offered.
"Not from you!" Martin spat, letting out another frustrated growl as Robbie started to thrust into Becky. "Robbie, you're not making this any easier!"
"Sorry!" Robbie said, letting out a little flustered groan himself. "I dunno... hot idea, but this doesn't seem to be--"
"Fuck me," Becky said. "Fuck me, finish, then Martin can do you."
"What?!" the two boys said.
"No way am I waiting until you're done to have MY boyfriend!" Martin said.
Becky winced. "M-maybe a different position?"
Martin growled, grinding his groin against Robbie's rump. "Damn it," he muttered. "Nothing good ever comes from girls..."
"Hey!" Becky said.
"Guys! Stop fighting!" Robbie cried. He angled his hips away from Martin, withdrawing his own member from Becky in the process. "We're supposed to be friends and having fun. If this is how things are gonna be, then we'll just stop. Is that what you two want?"
The wolf and the rabbit looked away from the fox, and each muttered a no. After a moment, Becky scooted back, sitting up in bed. "Robbie... bend over, let Martin do you. I'd rather you... you know... but maybe you could, uh... lick me, instead?"
Robbie sighed, and looked from Becky to Martin. "I dunno... this whole thing's bee--"
The fox was cut off by Martin, who threw himself at the fox and kissed him. "Dammit, Robbie, I need you," Martin hissed between kisses.
With some hesitation, Robbie pushed the wolf off of him. "Alright," he said. "But... one more try first... this time have Martin get in first, see if we can work something out."
Becky brightened up and laid down next to the fox. "I get a fun show either way," she said.
Robbie rolled his eyes, then pushed himself onto his paws and knees. "Welp, Martin... you know what to do."
"Finally!" Martin said, climbing up behind the fox. He wrapped a paw around his member and gave it a few strokes to get it back to full hardness, then lined himself up with Robbie's tailhole and easily pushed in, letting out a little moan as he did. "Fuck yeah," he muttered.
The fox squeezed his eyes shut and moaned himself as the wolf pushed in. Once Martin was hilted, he wiggled his hips and looked over at Becky. "Umm... see if you can get under me..."
Becky nodded and began to scoot over, helping Robbie push himself up so she could slip in under him. "Ngh... maybe this wasn't such a good idea," she muttered, gasping as Robbie tried to get comfortable on top of her.
"If you two weren't so fat," Martin said.
"Oh, shut up, Martin," Becky muttered.
"Hey, I think Robbie's fat is cute," he said, gripping the fox's hips and grinding his crotch forward to keep himself buried in Robbie's rear as the fox began poking his own crotch forward toward the rabbit's waiting slit.
Becky let out a frustrated sigh as she reached in between Robbie's legs to grab his dick. She had to admit, though, their size was making this a lot more difficult than she had anticipated.
"Whoa whoa whoa," Martin said, gripping tight to Robbie's hips. "This, uh... I can't quite stay inside him."
Becky groaned. "Why not?" she asked.
"His tailhole's getting too high up!" Martin replied. "Hang on, let me see," he muttered, pushing himself up to his feet. "Yeah, this isn't gonna work," he said, letting out a frustrated sigh as his paws slipped on the sheets and his cock slipped from the fox's tailhole.
"Sorry, Martin," Robbie said, looking at the wolf over his shoulder, before turning back to Becky. "Guess we'll need to change up positions, then."
"Fuck it," Martin said as he flopped down on the bed next to Becky. "You two have your fun," he said as he rolled onto his side, turning his back on the two.
Robbie raised an eyebrow and looked at the wolf. "Martin... are yo--"
"Just do it," Martin replied.
Becky looked from the wolf to the fox, blushing a bit. "Please, Robbie," she whispered.
The fox sighed, looking once more at the wolf before closing his eyes and returning his attention to the rabbit. This night was quickly turning into an exercise in frustration, but Robbie was too horny to just let it end here. He gripped Becky's hips as he began to thrust into her, more to appease the rabbit than for his own pleasure.
Beneath him, Becky squirmed, shutting her own eyes as she hugged Robbie, holding him tight against her. It felt weird to be doing this next to the wolf, almost illicit. She let her doubts about the threesome float to the back of her mind as she focused on the fox's penis sliding in her slit. She was quickly getting hooked to the feeling of his smooth shaft, blunt head, and especially his knot.
"Ah... Becky," Robbie muttered, squeezing her hips tight as he suddenly, roughly, shoved his knot into her pussy.
Becky's eyes shot open, and she gasped, her paws grabbing handfuls of the fox's fur. She hadn't expected him to tie that fast, and she wasn't entirely prepared for it. She shut her eyes again, biting her lip to suppress her groan, a mixture of pleasure and pain from the vulpine knot twitching inside her, firmly linking the two together.
Robbie panted softly, shaking a bit atop his friend as his cock twitched inside her, filling the rabbit's pussy with his seed. His tie had been just as unexpected, his climax devoid of the usual pleasures orgasm entailed. It was the most curious sensation for the fox. As he finished, he rolled onto his side, pulling Becky along with him, his butt bumping against Martin's as he came to rest against the wolf.
For a few moments, the three cubs lay together in silence. Robbie and Becky kept their eyes shut, their breath coming in hard bursts. The bed shook as Martin rolled around.
"Becky... ar--" Robbie began. He was cut off with a gasp as he felt his mate's shaft pressing in between his cheeks. The fox shuddered, squeezing the rabbit as the wolf's shaft sank into him. "Ack! Martin..."
The wolf growled softly, his paws grabbing onto Robbie's hips as he bit down on the fox's scruff. Once he had a firm grip on the fox, he began to thrust, his strokes quick and deep, almost feral. He released the fox's scruff as his hips got going, biting down on the fox's shoulder instead as he bred his mate.
On the other side of the fox, Becky whimpered. Each time Martin thrust into Robbie, it shook them both and caused the fox's knot to flex just a little against her. The added stimulation was quickly overwhelming the dull ache from the quick tie, and driving the rabbit toward the peak she had desired.
Robbie bit down on his own lip, squirming between his friend and his lover. "M-Martin... c-could you be a little more gentle? And that bite HURTS!" he hissed, struggling not to make too much noise, lest he rouse his parents, or worse, his sister.
Martin seemed to ignore the fox's request. If anything, he put more effort behind his thrusts, pressing his knot almost desperately against the fox's tailhole with each inward press. He let out another growl as he switched from thrusting to grinding his knot against Robbie's ring.
"Martin!" Robbie gasped. "Martin, ple-- ack!" The fox squeezed his eyes shut, turning his head and clamping down on his pillow as he felt Martin's knot force its way into his tailhole, just as abruptly as his own had pressed into Becky. Tears welled up in his eyes from the sudden stretch, his body trembling from shock.
On the fox's other side, oblivious to his plight, Becky moaned. The wolf had kept up just long enough to let her squeeze in an orgasm of her own. Her body trembled, little bolts of pleasure zipping through her body, the fox's knot stimulating her in ways her own species never could. She tried to hug him, inadvertently squeezing the wolf on the other side of her lover, but she didn't care. Let him complain.
Martin released his grip on Robbie's shoulder as his own brief climax concluded in the fox's rump. He let out a sigh of his own, shooting the rabbit a glare over Robbie's shoulder, a glare her shut eyes didn't pick up. The wolf shook his head, giving another few shallow thrusts before bringing his arms up, doing his best to find places to hold onto the fox where he wouldn't be pressing against Becky.
The rabbit and the wolf, their bodies satisfied, drifted off to sleep. The fox between them shuddered, his mind reeling with questions, doubts, and fears, until he, too, fell into a troubled slumber.
* * * * * * * * * * * * *
A line of sunlight crept into the bedroom between the curtains, cutting a line across the three sprawled cubs. Becky was on her back, legs slightly parted, her right arm lying just above her head, her left lying loosely at her side. Robbie lay on his belly, his right arm under his head, his left arm lying across the rabbit's bosom. Martin had rolled onto his side, his back to the fox, teetering just on the edge of the bed.
"Morning, guys!"
The three were awoken with a jolt, Martin falling out of bed, Becky sitting upright and looking around blearily as Robbie rolled around, glaring at the door.
"Ellie!" Robbie said, pushing himself up onto his elbows. "What the hell?!"
"You guys aren't gonna sleep ALL day, are you?" she said, grinning innocently and sticking her tongue out at her brother.
Martin groaned as he stood up, brushing off his knees before afixing the vixen with his own icy glare. "I'm going to kill you!" he cried, leaping at Ellie.
Ellie squealed, dodging the sleepy wolf's pounce. "Robbie, save me!" she cried, leaping into the bed and scrambling over her brother, taking cover behind him.
Robbie sighed, putting out his arms to catch Martin as he leapt again. "Cool it, Martin," he said, his paws holding onto the wolf's shoulders to keep him at arm's length.
The vixen shook her head, then turned around to look at Becky. "So! Wanna play? Huh huh huh?" she asked, her tail wagging wildly behind her.
Becky rubbed her eyes, then stretched, letting out a yawn. "Whu? Oh, right," she said, looking from the vixen to the wolf. "Sure. We, uh, might wanna go to your room for that."
"Kay!" Ellie said, climbing over the rabbit girl and taking her paw. "Come on, let's go!" she said, tugging on Becky's paw.
The rabbit groaned as she pulled herself out of bed, and allowed herself to be dragged, still nude, from the fox's bedroom. "See you boys in a bit," she said as she was dragged out of the room, led by the giggling vixen.
Once they were gone, Martin walked over and shut the door behind them, then returned to the bed and climbed back in, snuggling up against Robbie. The two boys lay together in silence for a few moments.
"So," Martin said, turning Robbie's face to look at him.
"So?" Robbie said, blushing as he looked into his boyfriend's eyes.
"Can we... not ever do that again?" Martin whispered, his ears lowering.
Robbie sighed and shut his eyes, rolling onto his back. "Sorry... that was... I didn't want it to be like that... I just wanted t--"
He was cut off by a kiss, Martin climbing on top of the fox as he pressed his muzzle to his lover's. Robbie reached up and weakly wrapped his arms around the wolf, holding onto him as they shared the brief kiss.
"Don't explain," Martin whispered as he broke the kiss. "Just promise me. Promise me. That you won't ever try to get me to do something with a girl again."
Robbie sighed again and nodded. "I won't. I... I shouldn't have agr--"
"Shh," Martin said, putting a finger to the fox's lips. "Don't say anything." He rolled onto his back next to the fox, and spread his legs. "Just get your ass in here and yiff me."
The fox opened his eyes and looked at Martin, then climbed up on top of him, blushing as he looked down at the wolf's body. He pushed himself up to kneel between the wolf's legs as he stroked his member, trying to tease out an erection. "Umm... where'd the lube go?"
"Uhh..." Martin pushed himself up and peeked over the edge of the bed, and reached down, picking up the bottle. "Here," he said, tossing it to Robbie as he laid back down, lifting up his legs and presenting his rump to the fox. "And, uh... you can be a lil rough if you want."
Robbie perked his ears, tilting his head at the wolf.
Martin blushed, looking away from the fox. "I, uh... didn't mean to be as hard on you as I was last night... so, ya know, if ya wanted to make it up..."
The fox sighed as he closed the bottle of lube and tossed it onto his bedside table. He laid down on top of the wolf, nestling his head in under Martin's chin. "Let's just... forget last night happened," he whispered, sniffling at the memory of the previous night.
The wolf perked his ears, wrapping his arms around the fox as he tried to look down at him. "Robs... are you alright?" he whispered.
Robbie sniffled again, a tear escaping his eye and hitting the wolf's chestfur. "Just hold me," he whispered.
Martin gasped, giving the fox a squeeze and nuzzling at his forehead. "Robbie... what's wrong? I... did I hurt you?"
Robbie shook his head, wiping off a few more tears in the wolf's chestfur. He sobbed quietly, his arms wrapping loosely around the wolf and holding him close.
"Robbie," Martin whispered. "Robbie... I love you, Robbie... I'm sorry... I'm sorry..."