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I was a jumble of nervous energy, waiting in the empty locker room. But more than anything I wanted to cover up. The locker room air conditioning or whatever was certainly highlighting all the breezes I could feel. Jeez, why did they keep these damn places so fucking cold anyway?

I get up and pull down the criminally short skirt, sitting back down and tapping a footpaw down on the floor nervously. I pull out my phone again, the screen unlocking to my last message I had sent out. A simple "come to your locker room for a surprise <3" with a small "k" from the wolf. But more worryingly probably was the "bring the rest of the team ;p" I had sent afterwards, with no response from him.

I lay back on the bench, the small of my back tensing up from the cold wood bench. We had been dating for a year, and the wolf had made it abundantly clear he was okay with an open relationship. It almost became a sort of competition. How many guys could we fuck and get fucked by. He was winning by a handful (who knew improve could be so horny), but I suppose today I'd be pulling ahead of him.

But then again, maybe it would be too much. Wolves were territorial right? What if he wasn't willing to share with his teammates? He was out, so that wasn't a concern. Hell, most of the athletes at this damn school were at least _willing_to try batting for the rainbow team, if not already long-time members.

I let out a sigh, pulling up my phone again and switching to the camera. Maybe the outfit was too much. He liked me in leather, in his jacket, that kinda stuff. I looked ridiculous in a skimpy cheerleader outfit, being a fairly large coyote. At least I kinda had the tits to fill it out, but it all just looked ludicrously small on me. It was moments like this I wished I had been a fox or a bunny. I'd probably fit right in to this sort of look.

I'll just take it off. Lubed up, tail lift, naked on the bench, that's a hot look, right?

The locker room doors open, and I let out a very loud "Eep!". I turn quickly, ready to hide if it was a janitor or the coach. Probably worse, it was Kain.

The wolf immediately notices me, and a sharp toothy grin stretches over his face. I hate to admit it but the look gets me kinda hard. I mean, when your boyfriend is a seven or eight foot something wolf cut like a fucking statue, perma-boners are just something you get used to.

"I gotta say, Gav. Even after a whole year you still find ways to surprise me." he says, eyeing me up and down hungrily. I actually feel my tail try and curl inward to hide my balls and sheath that were definitely sticking out right now.

A high-pitched whistle pulls my attention to Kain's left, where an equally tall wolf stood. Unlike Kain's own midnight black fur, his companion had a deep brown coat, and was a bit more fluffed.

"Damn, when you said it'd be worth it, you really don't disappoint." He says, biting his lip. "Shiiiit, what you think Al?"

I turn to yet ANOTHER colossus that I just apparently fucking missed. Probably the shorter of the three, not that it mattered at that fucking height. A golden furred lion, his unruly mane held back by a loose hair tie.

"You weren't kidding before? You seriously won't mind us having some fun?"

"S'long as you're gentlemen." Kain says, the large wolf strutting his way over, a clean and calm confidence radiating off of him. He brought my head up with his clawtip just under my chin, leaning down until we were intimately close. Just as quickly, he slowly pushed my onto my back with on firm paw on my chest, fingers just teasing under the uniform, claws just grazing my nipples.

My skirt was comically tented at this point.

"What's a nice, respectable man doing here, dressed like this?" He says, leaning in close, his eyes gleaming, hot breath running across my muzzle. I felt his paws run down my legs, grasping my thighs and holding them spread up. "Fine man like you . . . would be easy pickings for a couple of animals like us."

I could feel him thrusting his oversized bulge against my bare rump, pressing my body down against his. Out of the corner of my eyes, I could see the others surrounding us.

"A good, honest man like you should leave here. Otherwise . . ." he leaned in a growled hotly. "You're gonna get real dirty, real fast."

I heard the sound of his zipper going down, the rest of the guys following suit. My tongue felt thick in my mouth, each gulp of saliva a labor. He leans up, showing off just how hard, just how red, just how out of it I was.

"So . . . you wanna get up here and leave?" he pulls out his cock smoothly, letting the heavy thing slap hotly on my stomach, slick pre matting down the fur where it landed. "Or you wanna taste of dirty."

His cock was amazing. I've definitely been around the block, and by far his was my favorite. Over a foot of red-hot wolf meat, thick as a can with a massive knot, with enough pre to match most loads. He was casually thrusting it against me, leaving me slick and needy. God, the smell too. Just such a deep, funky musk that could drive you insane.

"Hn, maybe not so respectable." He turns to his friends. "Slut can't even take his eyes off me. Guess I'll just have to take that as a yes." He leers at me, pulling his cock away and lines up almost effortlessly with my hole, sliding his way into me like a glove.

Being stretched that fast, by such a massive cock, well it burned like hell. But feeling his hard cock thrust into me so savagely, hitting my prostate right on target, god I let out just the loudest moan I could possibly manage. It didn't help that the locker room made it sort of echo.

He didn't stop, of course, grabbing my hips hard and fucking his way into me right to his fucking knot, surprising me enough to almost make me cum on the spot. I just barely held on, a small river of pre gushing out of my swollen member and soaking my balls. The wolf groaned as I squeezed around him, rubbing my legs tenderly.

His friends, as much as they enjoyed the show, wanted in on the action. The both of them poked me in the cheek from both sides, their barbed and knotted cocks drawing my attention to either side.

The softer brown wolf had a cock similar to Kain's, thick knot and already soaked with musky wolf pre. But in terms of length, it was about 6 or seven inches. As much of a size queen as I was though, I was a cockslut first and foremost. So of course I opened my maw wide and slurped that hot dick down, moaning at the way he'd shoot that salty pre and coat my tongue. Wrapping my hand around it, I was right about the thickness too. I only had a few seconds though, as sloppy of a blowjob as it was since I was still getting fucked slow by Kain before I turned to the lion.

He was a bit chubbier than the other two, and had a solid ten inches of barbed lion cock. Running my tongue across it, he let out a heavy moan as he thrust into my maw, that signature lion musk filling my nostrils as he fucked all the way to the root of his cock, my nose sunk into his heavy bush.

It was kind of heaven for me. Nose filled with musk, maw filled with cock, hands filled with cock and balls, Kain stuffing my ass, and thick strands of pre coating my fucking face, it was all better than any fantasy I could think of myself.

I could hear Kain growling, slapping my ass and getting a yip out of me before pulling out roughly and starting to viciously fuck me like the monster he was.

He'd pull out halfway before slamming back into me right at the knot, knocking the wind out of me with every thrust and making me fling pre in every direction. I would scream if I could, his gargantuan cock pulverizing my insides, prostate squished and ground into dust as I could feel thick pre squelching out of me with each savage thrust.

"Woah, woah, woah!" The lion said, half moaning. "Ease up, man! This is hard enough already."

The wolf doesn't stop fucking me, just pushing him back until his cock popped out of my maw, letting me moan like the whore I was. He readjusted my head so I was looking back, upside down.

"Just fuck his throat. Hard." He leans down, his bare torso rubbing hotly against my member. "He likes it rough."

"KaIINNN!!" I cum, ass squeezing around his cock as he grinds into me _just_right, making my poor swollen cock just explode in cum. It only takes seconds before my own chest and his are matted and sticky with my load, and each thrust gets him an extra pulse of thick, viscous cum.

He leans down and licks a line of cum off of me before letting out a feral bark and fucking me even harder. My brain just kinda turns to mush, hanging my head back and mouth lolling open for the lion to slot his cock back into me, fucking my throat leisurely.

Kain growls lowly, as he grabs his knot and squeezes it, letting out a howl as his cock throbs inside me. Soon enough I can feel his cum gushing out of me, coating my tailhole and his crotch liberally in his thick load. He thrusts a couple more times into me before pulling out, tongue hanging out and drooling over my still hard cock.

"You're up, Ran." Kain says, but I barely register it as I feel the lion's mammoth of a cock fuck my throat open. I know it would be sore later, barbs will do that to you, but I had to admit it was worth it. The rich, musky taste of the powerful feline, shooting enough pre for me to have to take heavy swallows, I could probably cum again just from sucking the powerful male.

Ran, I'm pretty sure now it was Randall, Kain's close friend, lines up behind me before grabbing my legs to pry them apart. Like the gentleman he is, he gave my sloppy tailhole a few soothing licks before he slots his cock against me and thrusts straight into me.

I would have cried out if that were possible, the wolf finding my prostate almost immediately. Slickened by a heavy mix of pre and cum, he didn't hold anything back as he began bucking into me. I felt my toes curl as he mercilessly pounded my poor, now probably bruised prostate.

Kain knelt down next to me as I gasped and gurgled as both cocks used me like a cheap whore. "Hey. You doing alright? One finger yes, two fingers no." I held up a shaky hand with one finger up, fisting clenching up a little as the wolf started jacking me off, bringing me dangerously quickly to the edge again, my aching cock throbbing and spitting out a few lines of pre.

"Good, good." He says, taking my hand and sucking wetly on my finger, making me moan around the barbed cock, in turn earning an appreciative growl from the lion. "So. Alex here is getting close. I can tell, I've fucked him enough times to recognize that kinda stupid face he gets when he's trying to hold back."

"Asshole!" He says, giving a punishing thrust and grinding his cock into me, rubbing his balls all over my nose, both blinding me and kind of suffocating me in his thick musk.

"So, One finger for down the throat. Two for all over your pretty little slut muzzle." I thrust weakly into the tight grip, balls clenching up. I hold up two fingers waving it up and around for both of them to see.

The lion, Alex, pulls out and furiously starts jacking off, my muzzle wide open. I see his balls pull up, and soon enough I'm blasted with the feline's heavy load. I catch the first few heavy spurts in my mouth, but the rest covers my face in thick strands, dripping off me and down my chest or onto the bench. Cocky fucker even rubs his hard cock on my face, spreading around his messy load.

With the hot load on my face, and getting fucked expertly by the jock inside me, I find myself clenching down again. Kain, ever observant, moves down and engulfs me in his hot muzzle, making me howl out as I shoot down his throat, his tongue smooth and wet against my dick as I get my ass pummeled. Ran must think it's pretty hot, because I feel his own load squirt into me soon after, knot grinding against me.

They both leave me quickly, letting me finally take a breather and lie back on the bench, panting heavily. I run my hands across my body, my outfit about absolutely soaked, my fur saturated in cum.

Limply, I feel Kain lean back towards my face, bringing my head up and mashing our muzzles together, his tongue easing his way into my muzzle. He growled at the taste of the lion's cum and my own mixing.

In hindsight, the entire fucking team would be a bit much. These were athletes who saw action regularly with each other and just about anyone else who caught their fancy and reciprocated. Plus they had the stamina to back it up, fucking like a machine, and ready to get back to action even if they had a hair trigger.

Once I had pulled back from the wolf, I knew something was wrong when I saw his wicked grin. Glancing to the other two, I immediately saw they were recording, the lion double-phoning it.

"With coach riding us as hard as he is, we've just been so stressed, baby." He says, his hands drifting down to my crotch. "We really appreciate this little, ah . . . morale booster. But we figured having something to remember this by would be great to relieve a little pressure."

I really wanted to give some protest. I was covered in all their cum, in a cheerleader costume I bought online that was, frankly, two sizes too small, and though it was severely impractical to blackmail me with this stuff, I'd rather not have it circulating.

But the thought of Kain, of the entire team, gathered together on some away game, listening as I get plowed, all the little embarrassing sounds I had made, getting off to me at my absolute filthiest. . . it was hot.

Kain offered a paw to me. "C'mon. The others couldn't make it." I grab his hand, and he pulls me against him, cum staining the front of his jacket. Jesus he had only left that on. I could feel his hard, hot member against my stomach. "Which means we're gonna take you over to them."