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It was a humid autumn afternoon. The sun was beginning to set, but two young boys didn't want to leave the park that was so close to their home.

A canine woman, sitting on a park bench, called over at a pair of twin boys in fluent Russian. The two cubs poked their head out of the vast wooden frame of a climbing house in the middle of the park and called out to her in response, their expressions surly, dipping their heads down again.

"Ah, Mama...she doesn't like fun, does she?" The first one spoke, grumbling to himself as they sat, knees up, in the middle of the wooden little house. To their left sat a long plastic tube they could slide down. To their right, a set of monkey bars to another small wooden house not too far away. It was a little obstacle course for all manner of young cubs. They were allowed here often, but they could never linger past dark. They had their mother to thank for that.

"Nicolai, it's not so bad! We have games at home." The other one spoke. The two of them were the spitting image of one-another: canine twins with a mixture of burgundy, cream, and white fur, in a peculiar pattern. They bore different clothing, however: one of them, Nicolai, had a stylish jacket and cute shorts. The other bore the same pants, but instead wore a large baggy hoodie, with sleeves that were too long for him.

"Viktor, you are too kind to Mother." Nicolai smirked and he saw the blush spreading across his twin's face. The two of them were, ultimately, rather bored: the days had been short as they neared winter and their nights were even more boring, with little in the way of new entertainment. They couldn't deny that their parents treated them well, however.

A noise to their left caught their attention. From the tunnel appeared a face, the simple features of what looked to be a boy older than them. He clambered up the tube, apparently caring little for the fact that he was going the wrong way, and into the small wooden space where the twins sat. He looked about 14 or 15, and his fur was a pristine white, the mop of hair atop his head a messy blonde-white. He seemed mostly feline in appearance, but the way he stared at them, and the flick of his ears made him seem like he had a hint of canine in him.

"Is that your mom?" The teen asked, peeking his head over the wall. The twins followed his gaze to see their mother in deep conversation with a woman next to her, who appeared to have just rolled up with a young cub by her side. He was a cute little dalmatian boy, wearing a pair of loose shorts and a Paw Patrol T-Shirt. He spotted the cubs sitting high up in the house and immediately began to make a beeline for them. It looked as if Nicolai and Viktor would be having some company.

"Da," Nicolai replied, glancing towards the peculiar boy. "And you are...?"

"Isaac." The boy introduced himself vaguely enough to not have to divulge any details.

"Nicolai," The canine introduced himself. "This is my brother, Viktor."

Isaac nodded in acknowledgement. They sat there in silence for a moment, not sure what to say, before they heard the the thunk of feet against wood. On the right hand side of the little wooden house, tiny hands appeared from the gap towards the monkey bars. The cub they had seen earlier arose from below, pulling himself up into the house. He looked no older than 7 years of age, crawling towards them with wide, excited eyes.

"Hi!" He introduced himself without even waiting for them to speak. "I'm Charlie! Can we be friends?"

Nicolai and Viktor exchanged a glance.

"Ah...sure, little one." Nicolai agreed, and Charlie seemed pleased, sitting back on his heels.

"Okay! Can we play a game?" Charlie asked. Nicolai quirked his eyebrow. The boy sure was energetic.

"I know a fun game we can play." Isaac spoke with a grin spreading across his face, which made Viktor look a little nervous. He was an older boy, one that was new, a stranger in their ranks. Viktor didn't always do so well around new people, but Isaac's eyes bore into him, looking him up and down. It was clear he had every intention of making Viktor join in on whatever he was planning.

"Oh? What kind of game is this, then?" Nicolai asked quietly as the young Dalmatian boy shuffled closer to the group, settling in beside the more outgoing of either twin. Isaac dug into his pocket and retrieved something rather interesting: a pocket watch, with a pristine gold exterior and a plated, shiny chain. He let go of it and let it dangle from the chain, swinging left and right.

"What is that?" Viktor asked with a nervous expression, and watched as Isaac began to sway the watch back and forth, much like a pendulum.

"Follow it with your eyes." Isaac suggested, and Viktor frowned, obeying what he said. Part of him was curious where this was going to lead, the other part was a little scared about what it might entail. But it was just a game, right? Nothing was going to come of it. His eyes followed the swinging watch and he felt his muscles begin to sag.

"Getting into that, aren't you Viktor?" Nicolai began, then began to frown when his brother didn't respond. "...Viktor?"

"He's in a trance," Isaac beamed, apparently pleased with himself. "It's hypnotism. I read about it online. Didn't think it'd actually work..."

The young hybrid shuffled forwards and waved his hand in front of Viktor's face, amazed that the boy didn't respond or react. He pushed a finger to his cheek and watched him sway a little from the force, but remained complacent. A wide grin spread across Isaac's face as a potential thought brewed in his mind.

"Uh...okay, how does this work?" Isaac scratched his head. "Viktor. Uh...take off your top."

Viktor's hands sluggishly moved, much to Isaac and Nicolai's surprise. Charlie's eyes bulged and he watched in awe as Viktor grabbed the hem of his hoodie and yanked it over his head, revealing that he wasn't even wearing a T-Shirt underneath, leaving his bare chest out in the open. Isaac's eyes hungrily ran over the puppy's form and he reached out to touch his bare chest, running his fingers through his fur. Nicolai wanted to say something, but he kept his mouth shut: perhaps it would be a learning experience, of sorts. Besides, Isaac looked harmless enough: he could always call over his mother if things got too rowdy.

"Okay, now...your pants?" Isaac wasn't sure if the hypnotism was going to stretch that far, but Viktor began to do as he said, tucking his thumbs into the waistband of his shorts and slipping them past his rump, leaving him in a pair of tight-fitting, keyhole pants that displayed the delicate outline of his crotch for all of them to see.

"Wow..." Isaac murmured, unsure what to do next. "Uh...on the count of three, when I snap my fingers, you'll go out of this trance...and you'll be horny."

"Wait, w--" Nicolai began, but Isaac shot him a cheeky grin, which told him all he needed to know. The Shiba Inu/Akita hybrid sighed and ran a hand through the mess of fur atop his head. He always seemed to get into these situations. He watched as Isaac began counting down until he snapped his fingers, knocking Viktor out of his trance.

The other twin's eyes widened and he snapped back to reality, shifting awkwardly. He looked down at himself and realised he'd taken off most of his clothes. He snapped his gaze from Nicolai to Isaac.

"W-What happened?" His voice tremored, a little confused. "And why do I feel..."

The puppy pressed his knees together and let out an audible groan, feeling his cheeks burning with embarrassment. Nicolai could only assume that little snippet at the end had truly worked it's magic. Isaac shuffled forwards with a wide grin, sliding his hands over Viktor's knees, trying to part them. The shy cub offered little resistance and Isaac's head bowed down towards the clothed bulge, which was now sporting a rather visible erection. Viktor let out a quiet whimper when he felt Isaac's lips touch with the outline of his cock through his underwear, making him squirm and press his legs against the other hybrid's body.

"Do you want to play a game too?" Nicolai suggested to Charlie, who's confused gaze flicked from the scene before him to the grinning face of the hybrid sitting next to him. He nodded slowly, but was clearly unsure what that entailed. Nicolai hooked his hands under the armpits of the 7 year old and shuffled backwards, sitting the boy on his lap and wrapping his arms around him.

Charlie shuffled awkwardly and felt Nicolai's hands roaming his sides. The dalmatian's face burned with a blush and he buried his head into Nicolai's shoulder, enjoying the warmth of his body against his. Nicolai's hands tucked in underneath the cub's T-Shirt and against his bare flesh, his fingers tracing along his fur, touching the small of his back and descending down towards his shorts. He slipped a hand into the back of them, passing beneath the cub's underwear until he was touching the bare flesh of the boy's behind.

"T-That's my butt." Charlie complained with a quiet giggle, but he didn't resist. He was pliable and easily coerced, or so it seemed. It took Nicolai little effort to sneak the shorts down a little further, exposing parts of his underwear, and Charlie instinctively straightened his legs out a bit so that Nicolai could push them down further.

Isaac, meanwhile, seemed to be enjoying the fruits of his labours. He already had Viktor pinned up against the wall of the wooden playhouse, unbuckling his belt from his shorts and hooked them around Viktor's wrists to keep them nice and tied up. Viktor didn't resist him all too much, either, his face a deep shade of red, his eyes widened and his lip quivering. He was excited, but also nervous.

The snow leopard/wolf hybrid reached down to slip his shorts from his hips, moving around awkwardly so that he could slip them from his ankles and leave him relatively exposed. He popped the button on his loose boxers and wriggled himself free, exposing the beginnings of his own erection: a thick, pulsing, red cock that was sliding from his sheath, growing in size the more he stared down at Viktor's half-naked body. He leant down against the other hybrid's form and traced his lips against his neck, causing Viktor to quietly groan.

Nicolai had since wormed Charlie out of most of his clothes, leaving him in some paw patrol branded underwear. His hands openly groped and squeezed the cub's behind, but his intentions were elsewhere. He gently eased the cub off him, making him lean back until the 7 year old boy was straddling him, their crotches pressed together. Nicolai reached down and squirmed a bit, before managing to prize the button of his shorts free. He tucked a hand into his underwear and yanked back a twitching, erect cock, 4 and a half inches in length, weakly pulsing up against Charlie's briefs. He tucked the band of his boxers underneath his balls and tugged Charlie a bit closer, pressing the cub's bulge against his erection.

"You feel that?" Nicolai asked quietly, and the cub nodded, his cheeks flushed. He could feel the warmth of Nicolai's member against his own, which was steadily hardening from stimulation alone. He'd never really experienced many erections before: this was a new experience.

Isaac, meanwhile, had reached down, hooking out Viktor's underwear and tossing it to the side, leaving the cub completely and utterly naked. Isaac's hands hooked under the hybrid's rump and hoisted him up a bit, holding him there as he grinded his pulsing, knotted cock between the cub's buns, using a free hand to jerk Viktor's humanoid erection, peeling back his foreskin and stroking his balls. Viktor groaned with each touch, apparently desperate for release, and it showed: the top of his member oozed with pre-cum, dribbling down onto his stomach.

Isaac angled his hips, pushing himself against Viktor's pucker, probing the end of his tapered tip against his tight button until it finally relaxed and gave way to his intruding member, swallowing it up in a matter of seconds. The pre-cum that dribbled from the end of Isaac's member aided with his descent; each slight push smeared Viktor's inner walls, each tug slickening up his cock.

Isaac's cock sunk lower and lower, until he was halfway into Viktor's behind, feeling the cub's spasming inner walls around his member, clenching like a vice and unintentionally milking his member as hard as he could. Isaac let out a quiet groan and leant down, angling Viktor's head and pulling into a passionate, longing kiss. Their tongues wormed together: Viktor's was clumsy, but Isaac was certainly no expert himself. They swapped saliva, pressing their appendages together as Isaac began to pull back and thrust, beginning a steady rhythm.

Nicolai had begun thrusting himself, slowly rolling his hips against Charlie's body and pushing his cock up against the cub's briefs. He could feel the dalmatian's little erection against his own, feeling his tense muscles, seeing his pleasured expression, hearing his shortness of breath. It was a tantalising situation-- he just hoped that none of them would get caught.

Isaac began to thrust with gusto, his hips pounding back and forth as Viktor began to quietly moan and pant, aware that his mother was all but 10 or so metres away. Fully aware they need to be quiet, Isaac hoped his passionate kissing would keep Viktor quiet enough for him to finish. Thankfully, it was-- the squirming of their tongues made it difficult for the groaning cub to let out any audible moans. Isaac's knot began to push up against Viktor's began, dangerously pressing against his tight ring, threatening to tie with him. If he did so, then they'd have a real problem on their hands.

Nicolai began to groan and pant himself, quickly hooking up his T-Shirt so that the dribbles of pre-cum from his cock trickled down onto his fur, rather than onto the hem of his T-Shirt, where someone might notice. Charlie began to get into the rhythm himself, and soon began taking over the role of thrusting, clumsily rolling his hips against Nicolai's crotch, pushing their cocks together. Charlie seemed to enjoy his member being housed away into his underwear, for Nicolai could see the dampness of pre-cum in a tiny spot on his briefs.

"T-This feels funny..." Charlie complained, but he didn't stop: the pleasure was too great. His rolled his hips with earnest, moving faster and faster over time, whilst Nicolai kept his hands firmly to the boy's hips, holding onto him tight. Soon enough, he began to moan himself, his fingers pressing tightly against the dalmatian's flesh, his fingers kneading the sensitive skin.

Isaac was nearing his peak. His hips rammed and thrust forwards into Viktor's body, feeling him clench and hearing him whimper. Heavy pants escaped the snow leopard hybrid's lips, his hips violently bucking, sweat clinging to his body. He could feel the pressure in his loins reaching it's climax.

"I'm...!" He couldn't even finish his sentence. Doomed to his fate of not tying with the cute cub beneath him, Isaac pushed forwards and settled himself in, his knot pushing against Viktor's behind, pressing up against his hole. His cock throbbed and the knot swelled powerfully until, finally, he reached his orgasm. Thick, heavy spurts of cum shot from the end of his member, splattering Viktor's inner walls. The cub hadn't yet cum, but it seemed Isaac was going to help him. As his own cock went through it's pleasurable orgasm, he reached down and began furiously stroking Viktor's member, peeling back the foreskin and squeezing his length from base to tip.

"O-Oh, Da...B-Blyad...!" Viktor swore and rolled his head back, a quiet sigh escaping his lips as Isaac took him over the edge. He orgasmed as the hybrid continued to rapidly stroke his cock, sending the tiny strings of cum flying in all directions, splattering across Viktor's chest and dribbling onto Isaac's fingers.

Nicolai, meanwhile, was close, but it appeared Charlie was closer. The 7 year old cub began to furiously rock his hips, putting more into them than before, his mouth hanging agape, his tongue lolling from his mouth. His tail furiously wagged behind him and his breathing was a series of pants and tiny whimpering grunts.

"I-I'm gonna pee...!" Charlie suddenly bluted out and abruptly stopped, for fear of creating a mess. Nicolai, meanwhile, was intent on finishing. He grasped Charlie's hips tightly and rocked up against him, taking control and pushing his member against the cub's tiny cock. Charlie whimpered in protest, but it was too late: the young cub let out a shuddering groan and he climaxed, his member twitching inside of his underwear, though no more fluids made themselves known, leaving nothing but that tiny damp spot.

Nicolai, meanwhile, had plenty to give. He pushed his hips up and groaned quietly as he came, strings of cum pooling down against his body, along his stomach and coalescing in his belly button, out of the way of his T-Shirt. He panted wildly, his member convulsing, twitching violently with each throb. Charlie relaxed himself considerably and leant forwards, leaning on Nicolai, groggy and tired.

The 4 of them sat there panting, unsure what to do or say next. Nicolai and Viktor shared a brief glance before Isaac eventually pulled back, sliding his member from the cub's behind, leaving his asshole slightly gaped and leaking with cum.

"Charlie?" Someone called from the other side of the playhouse, getting everyone's attention. "Where are you honey? We're going home!"

"C-Coming!" Charlie quickly called and slid off of Nicolai, gathering his things in earnest, trying to put on his clothes. When he finally tugged on his shorts and pulling his T-Shirt over his head, he faltered, shooting Nicolai a glance.

"B...Bye." He murmured, before going back out the way he came, clambering down the net that connected to the playhouse. Nicolai peeked over the playhouse wall and watched him made his way towards his mother. Charlie glanced back for just a moment, and their eyes met, before he followed his mother out of the park.

Another voice caught their attention: their mother. She spoke at them in fluent russian, and Nicolai understood it perfectly: she wanted to leave. It was getting too cold. With a sigh, Nicolai ducked down.

"You hear her." He grunted, and Viktor nodded sadly, understanding. Isaac shuffled back and admired the two of them for a moment, before rubbing the back of his head.

"Uh..." He began, unsure what to say. "...See you around?"

"Da." Nicolai grinned in response. He had a feeling he'd see more of him another time, as well as that little dalmatian boy.