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It was just another lazy Friday, a pretty quiet day- "AAAAHHHNNN, FUCK!!" Well, almost, quiet in a certain household in the rich side of the neighborhood.

Richard, the white and black/brown spotted rabbit of 21, his youngest son's friend, slumped forward with his head on the pillow and ass high in the air, the look of total bliss on his face with his tongue lazily flopped out, body twitching every now and then, his ass looked pretty gaped out and gushing the fresh load that was dumped into him, most of it gushing out and leaking down his taint, balls, and legs, his hole practically steaming from how hard he was fucked.

His current position was courtesy of Arthur Bennette, a tall and HUGE rat of 52, with grey and light grey colors, short, silver hair, with side and back fades, and mustache, big, heavy, and thick muscles bulging out all over his body, including the small musclegut that formed over the years, his black tank top clinging for dear life to his upper body, one breath at the wrong time and tank top would be popping right off like clip-on clothes for an action figure. He too was sweating heavily, hair all mussed up, fur matted all over from the sweat, muscles tense and bulging out with veins mapping each and every limb.

He let out a content huff as he wiped some sweat off of his forehead with the back of one hand, giving Richard's rear a couple of praising pats. "Well done, kiddo. A few more rounds and you might even be able to take me in one go."

"God, I wish that day would come sooner." Richard moaned as he shuffled around a bit until he lay on his back, revealing his bloated belly where his tight, athletic abs should've been, it jiggling and wobbling for a bit while gurgling in complaint of being stuffed so fully and clearly overcapacity.

"In time, boyo. In time~" Arthur gave him a small wink before leaning down and giving him a small, brief peck on the lips. "Can't keep you all to myself, now can I?" He hopped off the bed, landing on the floor with an audible *THUMP*. "Besides, my other two boys will be here to stay at home for the weekend, so you'll have plenty of practice." He finally took off the sweat-soaked tank top, slinging it over one shoulder. "I'm gonna head out now. Tell my boys I said 'Hi' when you see 'em." And he finally stepped out of his youngest son's room, casually making his way to his own room, the master bedroom, tossing his tank top into the laundry basket, it was all he wore that morning, then just slipped into a fresh tank top and some gym sweatpants, didn't even bother showering, just sprayed some deodorant on before grabbing his keys and stepping out of the house.

The Olymbicep wasn't the smartest of names, but it was more known for the wide array of machines, services, and quite the number of bodybuilding experts working as staff there, everyone was pretty fit and well-built, from lean, to athletic, to walls of muscle, so it was no wonder that Arthur took over the place after his friend retired to live carefree for the rest of his life. They opened the place together, but Arthur was a simple employee instead of co-ownining the place, all of that paper bullshit wasn't his thing.

Now, he was running one of the best gyms around, mostly catering to the homosexual spectrum of the LGBT community, but anyone can come in, get a membership and start pumping iron, which was exactly what Arthur was coming in to do. As he walked in, he passed by a couple of young men, college students he guessed, both of them taken aback by the sheer size of him and muttering in disbelief once they thought they were a good distance away. Arthur had good ears, so he heard everything they said until the doors closed themselves, walking up to the reception desk with a wide smirk on his face, tapping the desk to get the attention of the fox manning it. "Hey Ralph, how're things going?"

The fox, Ralph, had a good build on him, clearly not as big as most of the other staff in the gym, but his clothes still hugged his body snuggly, his chest and biceps slightly puffed up by default. "Hey, boss!" He greeted back with a chipper mood, but suddenly fanneded the clipboard he had in his hand in front of his face, clearly hit by the rats powerful, but pleasant musk. "Everything's going smoothly. Not many people today though, believe it or not."

"Ah, perfect! Means the place should be relatively empty." He raised one arm and gave it a hard flex, the bicep bulging out and becoming as big as the fox's head, if not slightly bigger. "Can go in and get a few sets in without being interrupted all the time." He lowered his arm before flexing his chest, making his pecs bounce a couple of times each. "Yeah, get these bad boys all warmed up."

All the while, poor Ralph was watching with lust-glazed eyes, gently biting on his lower lip as not to let out any undesired sound, one hand behind the desk, covering his crotch, the other on top of it clenching hard, his knuckles faintly cracking a couple of times. "Y-y-yeah... gotta- gotta grow 'em big..." His eyes casually drifted down... and noticed the giant rat's sweatpants. "Uh, boss... are you wearing jockstraps today?"

"Huh?" Arthur looked down... pulled the band of his pants... then starting chuckling loudly, catching the attention of a couple of young men just walking in, one of them, a raccoon with lots of piercings took a chance glimpse and blushed hard. "Can't believe I forgot to put any underwear on!" He then used his pants to fan his crotch a bit before releasing it, letting it snap back into place. "Meh, was too hot for undies anyways."

"I, uh... *gulp* I'll bet..." Ralph had to bite down harder on his lower lip, almost breaking the skin, but that didn't stop the bit of drool on the side of his mouth. "I'm, uh... gonna go to the bathroom real quick... Be back in a few." Without waiting for permission, he just raced over to the bathroom, which was a bit in the back of the gym, near the locker rooms.

Arthur scratched his head in confusion, blinking a couple of times before shrugging dismissively. "Must have an upset stomach this morning." He then walked in, not bothering to hide the hefty, very visibly bulge bouncing around at the front of his sweatpants with each step, getting various looks as he walked past, greeting some regulars that he knows.

He found an empty bench press and went over to it, he barely started adding on weight when he was tapped on the shoulder. "Hey old man, you done with this?" Arthur turned to see this large, onyx-black bull with pretty intimidating horns, his build looking almost identical to Arthur's, the keyword here being 'almost'. His clothes, both top and bottom, hugged his body tightly, outlining every muscle almost perfectly.

"Uh... I was just starting. Didn't even put my weights in yet." The rat was still a bit hunched over as he spoke, one of the biggest weight discs in his hands.

"Well, sorry to say, but I'm gonna have to ask you to step aside. No way someone your age can lift that much weight without supervision." The bull was just so smug and cocky, and that smirk on his face, like he was the king of the world talking to a begging peasant.

"Dude! The fuck did we talk about!" The bull's friend, an athletically lean gecko with bright colors smacked the bull's arm to get his attention. "This is why we were kicked out of the last gym. What if the owner catches wind of this?"

"Hey, I'm just worried about this old man's health. I mean, look at him." He made a casual, but mocking, gesture at Arthur's body. "Someone his age shouldn't be abusing enhancers like that. It's gotta be bad for his heart." Then they both kinda picked it up, the amused murmurs and stifled chuckles of some of the other patrons of the gym, directed at both of them.

*CLANK* Both bull and gecko jumped, just in time see Arthur standing up at his full height, easily towering over both of them. "Alright, boy..." He put a LOT of emphasis on the word 'boy', then made a mocking bow while gesturing at the bench press. "After you~"

Neither bull nor gecko said anything, but the bovine's smugness returned, oblivious to the phone cameras recording them as they did their sets, the gecko was first, barely doing a set of 10 with some of the lightweights, he had a good build, but his endurance was pretty crap it seemed. Then came the bull, smugly putting about two of the biggest weights, one on each side, followed by a couple of the smaller weights, he did about 30 reps before he stopped, already sweating hard and shaking the sweat out of his hair.

Arthur just chuckled and shooed them aside, removing the smaller weights on each side, then started adding all of the bigger, heavier weights to on side, about five discs. "Mind holding this side up for me, son? Don't want it tilting and ruining the bench." The bull did just that, but the moment Arthur let go of the weights and they fell into the bull's hands, he was almost knocked over, every muscle, nay every cell in the man's body was flexing and tensing as hard as possible to hold up the combined weight, while Arthur was casually putting the exact amount on the other side, the bar itself was slightly bent out of shape by the time he was done.

He finally took his place on the bench, grabbed onto the bar, and finally started doing his set. The jaws of both the bull and gecko dropped to the floor as they saw this huge rat, who was almost double their age, pumping all of that iron like he was bench pressing balloons. The other patrons, especially new arrivals as well, watched in awe, some of them even recording him as he easily counted 20, not even out of breath yet. He just kept going, rep after rep, breaking past the 3rd set of 10, before finally stopping at 40 and putting the bar back in its place, carefully, not a drop of sweat was in sight and his breathing was pretty even and normal. "Now that, is a warmup, son." He got a lot of cheers and whoops of admiration and amazement.

"Hey fellas! Couldn't help but hear you mentioning something about the owner of this gym?" One of the regular patrons, a middle-aged buck suddenly asked as he stepped from behind Arthur. Both bull and gecko simply nodded, still too shocked to speak. "Welp..." He gestured to Arthur with a thumb. "This 'old man' right here is him."

One could see the color draining from their faces at the realization, slowly looking up at the menacing smile of the rat's. "Um, uh... hey there, um..." The bull started speaking, fumbling over his words. "It appears that we, um... got off on the wrong foo-WOAH!" He was suddenly picked up by his t-shirt, lifted off the ground by Arthur so that they were more eye-to-eye level, his feet dangling lazily a few inches off the ground..

"Listen here, you disrespectful brat: You try this stunt on anyone else in my gym, I will bend you so out of shape, all of the pretzels in the world would spontaneously crumble out of shame. Am I clear?" The bull silently and quickly nodded, Arthur's eyes drifted a bit to the side, looking at the gecko, who quickly nodded as well. "Good. Then enjoy your stay at Olymbiceps and we hope for your continued patronage!" He said in a cheerful tone as he dropped the bull on his ass and walked away.

He made his way over to one of the chest press machines, one of the few machines that were custom made for individuals of his size actually, and started doing some reps, with slightly lighter weights, according to him, anyways. He noticed a group of young men, about 4, 1 tall hare and 3 rabbits of various builds and fur colors, all ranging between 20 to about 23+, all were pretty good-looking too, they would whisper and murmur amongst one another, shooting glances his way every now and then, the others tried to hide it by shifting their gazes away from the rat, but one of them, a tall and pretty muscular rabbit with grey fur, white spots, and lots of suggestive and vulgar tattoos covering both arms, his chest, and upper back, his black hair was styled in dreads, and was tied back into a ponytail of sorts, he wore some tight gym shorts that hugged his muscular thighs tightly, his tank top tucked slightly into them. He was the only who held Arthur's gaze when the rat looked over in their direction.

Another thing Arthur noticed was that one of them, a slim harlequin rabbit, 'discretely' had his phone hidden under his arm and aimed at the rat, either recording him workout or snapping pics. Arthur finished his set early and walked over to them, tapping the sneaky rabbit on his shoulder when he wasn't looking. "If you want to take pictures, you could at least ask~"

The harlequin rabbit jumped in surprise, turning around quickly and chuckling nervously for having been caught, he was dressing in black and orange compression tank top and shorts. "Busted. Sorry, but that muscle show earlier, well... was pretty... inspirational~" He gave the rat a blatant look over, his eyes taking in every inch of Arthur's bod. "Name's Harley, by the way." He introduced himself before reaching out his hand for a shake.

"Arthur Bennette." Arthur replied before taking the Harley's hand into his own, the rat's engulfing the rabbit's completely.

Harley let out a small, pleasant huff through his nose before introducing the others. He first gestured to the muscular, grey rabbit. "This is Slade." Slade gave small flex of his arm and a wink to Arthur. "Montimer or Monty as we like to call him." He gestured to the tall, light brown-furred hare, his slim build, albeit on the fit side, gave him a more lanky-ish visage, he also had a number of piercings on his ears with his shaggy, blonde hair covering both of his eyes, his chin also having a faint fuzz of blonde hair, he was dressed in nothing but a bicep band on his right arm that held his ipod, and some loose and baggy gym shorts. He gave Arthur a small wave and smile.

"And finally, we have our resident nerd: Clyde." The fourth guy, the shortest of the group, had very dark blue that it almost appeared black, short tuft of black hair with side fades, his rectangular glasses resting on his nose's bridge, some tribal, sharp-styled tattoos apparently covering his entire right arm, but a good portion of them were covered by his dark red t-shirt while his black, white striped shorts, were also a tiny bit on the baggy side. He also had a good body on him as well, decent muscle mass and definition, but not as big as Slade was. He gave Arthur a smile and wave of his own. "We're a... filming crew, of sorts."

Arthur letting out an inquisitive hum. "Fliming crew? Like... ads, movies, and the like?"

"Not, exactly..." Clyde started before pulling out his phone from his fanny pack, tapping on it a couple of times before handing it to Arthur. It showed an amateur video of Monty casually sitting on a couch, which Arthur summerized to be their house or apartment, soon enough, he began to realize what sort of 'filming' they did. In the video, Monty began undressing, making a show of it before he was completely nude, then sitting back down and slowly spreading his legs, revealing the vagina between his legs.

Arthur had a small look of disbelief on his face with one eyebrow raised, his eyes quickly shooting up to look at the hare in question, Monty giving him a suggestive smile before pushing the front of his shorts down and sure enough, there was that pussy. Arthur's attention went back to the video, just as he watch video-Monty finger banging his pussy hard and fast, huffing and panting, other arm raised behind his head, apparently huffing at his own musk as his fur and hair was getting matted from sweat. Arthur had to close the video before he got too horned up, handing it back to Clyde. The bespectacled rabbit chuckled a bit. "Looks like someone liked what he saw." Arthur didn't have to look down at himself to realize that his sweatpants were a bit more bulged out from that video, twitching and visibly throbbing behind the light fabric.

A mental bulb lit up in Harley's head. "Say..." He walked up to Arthur, their bodies almost pressing against one another. "We were planning on shooting another vid today and we were hoping to find a fifth to join us as the... star of that shoot."

"We were?" Slade asked, but got a swift smack to his hard abs by Clyde, who shook his hand afterward as it actually stung a bit.

"So... Interested?" Harley asked as he stepped closer to the rat, pressing himself against Arthur's side, practically grinding his crotch against the man's hips, also confirming what Arthur was thinking about earlier, after seeing how flat-ish the crotch area of Harley's compression shorts was when he got a good look at him.

"Hell yeah!" Arthur practically screamed in excitement. "When do we start!?"

"Wow, someone's eager." That got a small chuckle out of Harley, but he then gave tha rat a small boop on the nose. "How about we finish our workouts before heading back to our place. All of our gear is there, after all."

"Alrighty, then. I'll stick around if you need a spotter, might even show you a few tricks here and there." And that's what they did, they spent a few hours at the gym huddled around this machine or that apparatus, spotting and/or encouraging one another, Arthur was true to his words and gave them some advice about proper grips, right forms, etc, etc, being pretty professional about it too.

In the end, they were all sweating buckets, even Arthur, before grabbing their stuff and walking out, not even showering. "We don't shower at the gym. We always get pretty... 'excited' after working out, so we just let out some stress at home, then we shower." Was Harley's explanation. Soon they all huddled up in their car and drove away, with Arthur following them in his.

They arrived at the lapins' house, which was also in the rich neighborhood, which surprised Arthur a bit, walking into the decently sized house, fully decked out with a wide backyard, and swimming pool. "Fancy place you boys got here." Arthur commented as he walked in, the place didn't have much when it comes to decorations, but it still gave that 'home, sweet home' vibe.

"We do get quite a few donations from subscribers and our videos make quite a bit of money. So we were able to afford this place after a while." Harley explained as they placed their gym bags near the door, not worrying about them right now.

"Well, we can always give you a tour later, right now, I wanna see this monster!" Slade demanded excitedly as he got in his knees in front of the rat, grabbing ont Arthur's waist band.

But Arthur quickly grabbed his hands to stop him. "How about we move this to the living room. Waiting for a few seconds more won't kill nobody." He was led to the living room where he took a seat, Clyde and Monty on his left, while Harley sat on his right.

Slade, by the time he joined them, was completely naked, his shorts discarded somewhere, stood in front of Arthur, his own black cock hard, throbbing, and aiming right at the large rat. "Alright, I've waited enough. Time to see what we're working with." Not waiting any longer, he got down on his knees and yanked the front of Arthur's sweatpants down, letting his semi-hard cock spring out, it swinging up a bit before aiming right at Slade's face. "Holy shit..." Slade and the other's eyes almost popped out of their sockets in awe, even Monty's eyes were pretty visible behind his hair, finally witnessing Arthur's manhood. "Boys... I think we have... *gulp* have out work cut out for us." Despite his words, excitement and lust burned in his eyes.

"Well, boys." Arthur leaned back in his seat, hands behind his head, revealing his trimmed pits. "I'm all yours." That was the magic word they wanted to hear. Monty got down on the ground beside Slade, both of them working on his cock and balls, showering both with lots of kisses and licks, meanwhile Clyde and Harley remained on either side of him, practically worshiping his body as they massaged his muscles, his pecs, arms, lats, each one giving a hardened nipple some attention before both buried their faces right into his pits, huffing up that manly musk of his and letting their tongues do some work.

But Harley suddenly stopped and pulled back, panting for breath with his lips briefly connect to Arthur's pit by a few strings of spit. "Wait, Clyde, we forgot to setup."

"Oh shit, you're right." Clyde's glasses were tipped to the side a bit, but he quickly straightened them out before he and Harley left the trio to grab the stuff they needed to record.

Meanwhile, Monty and Slade kept working on Arthur's crotch, the grey rabbit slowly raising himself up to give that bulbous head some attention, moaning out deeply as he felt that sweet 'n salty pre slowly drizzling down on his tongue. "Fuck. Tastes so good~" Then clamped his lips over the tip, sucking on it like one would on a straw, wanting more of that delicious pre.

He suddenly felt a big and strong hand grabbing his ponytail firmly. "Son, I don't like playing around, so you better get to it or I'll do it for ya." Arthur had that menacing, almost evil, grin on his face, his eyes faintly glowing with excitement. Seeing those eyes Slade let out a small, horny moan, but didn't move. "My way it is then." And Arthur just shoved him down on his cock, forcing the fat head and a few inches straight into Slade's throat.

"HGLLK! GAG! GWAHK!" Slade gagged and coughed around that dick, his body convulsing and twitching in every attempt to get that cock out of his throat, was expecting the rough treatment, but that cock felt way bigger down his throat, and he's taken some big dudes throughout his life.

"Guessing it's too late to set up and record?" Arthur turned his head to look at Harley and Clyde, both of them now naked and aroused, Clyde with his cock aiming straight forward and Harley's pussy visibly and actively drooling doing his thighs.

"Forget all that shit and get the fuck back here. We can always do that later." Arthur's commanding tone sent a shiver down their spines, instantly obeying and putting all of their gear in an unorganized pile somewhere in the background before joining the others on the couch. "And now, you... Since you're pretty hungry, how about you have some more?" That wasn't really a suggestion, evident by how Arthur shoved Slade down further on his cock.

"HWALGK!!" That sudden push caught him off guard once more, but this time, Arthur didn't stop, which scared Slade a bit, feeling his throat stretched to the absolute limit, bulging out for the others to see, tears streaming down his face as his airways were almost blocked completely, but that meat club just kept going in, about halfway, he started tapping at Arthur's thigh, telling him that he can't take anymore.

"Boy." Arthur growled deeply, sending another pleasant shiver down their spines. "I feel that tapping one more time and I'm breaking your fucking jaw, got it?" Slade let out a small whine, but clenched his hands into fists, preparing himself for what's to come. "That's better." And then kept pushing him down. Poor Slade kept coughing, gagging, and dry retching, his body rebelling against him as he clearly wanted to swallow every inch tha rat had, and eventually his body gave in, allowing for a slightly smoother slide down until his nose pressed firmly against Arthur's crotch. "Gggrrrfff... there we go. That wasn't too hard, was it?" His tone now went back to the calm and gentle 'daddy' they met back at the gym.

"Fucking hell..." Monty whispered more to himself as he had a front row seat for the whole thing, watching in awe as he saw how Slade's throat bulged out by the rat's sheer size.

"Holy shit! He actually did it!" Harely excitedly exclaimed, hands already working on his cunt.

"No fucking way..." Clyde gulped some nerves, fixing his glasses on his face with a slightly shaky hand.

About a second or two later, Arthur finally released Slade's hair, allowing the rabbit to finally dislodge from that cock with a loud and long gasp, as if he just came up to the surface from a deep dive, followed by lots of coughing as his lungs tried to catch up. "Fuck- *cough cough* fuck me, that was good... I can't take it anymore man!" He quickly stood up shoving the glass table in front of the couch aside, it actually tilted and almost toppled over, then got on all fours, presenting himself to the rat. "I don't care anymore! Fucking BREAK me, man!" He rested his upper body on the carpet, use his hands to spread his ass cheeks wide apart.

That's what Arthur wanted to hear, with a wide smirk, he got up and made his way over to the presenting rabbit, large hands resting on those spread ass cheeks, squeezing at them a few times. "You boys got any lube? Don't wanna tear your friend here open." Almost instantly, Clyde was at their side with a tube of lube, qiving it a hard squeeze and squirting a pretty generous amount right on Slade's exposed pucker. "Good, good, but how about we move a bit?" He didn't wait for Slade's confirmation, he just maneuvered them so that the were more to the side, giving the other three a clearer view of what's about to happen. "Watch closely boys, this is what's about to happen y'all soon." Grabbing onto Slade's hips, pressing the head of his cock against the rabbit's hole... and SLAMMED himself right in.

"FUUUU-HAHAH-HAAAAAK!!" Slade screamed out as that cock stretched his opening beyond the limit, and it fucking HURT, leaving his hole suffering this stinging pain for about a minute or so, luckily for him, Arthur stood still to let him get used to it.

The other three watched in awe and lust, masturbating themselves slowly as they saw the awesome and obscene bulge that stretched out Slade's abs, that cock making room inside of him for itself. "Hope you got some good lungs boy, you'll be screaming a lot from now on." That menacing grin of Arthur's returned as he slowly pulled back, Slade's hole gripping tightly on it and slightly getting pulled along... then SLAMMED himself right back in, repeating the motion again and again, slowly putting more speed into his thrusts until the living room faintly echoed with the very familiar *SMAKPLRTPLAPLAP*

"AH! AH! FUUUUUCK!!" Slade moaned out loudly, holding himself up by his hands but otherwise, he surrendered his body to the rat's lust, his own cock painfully hard at this point, despite the pain, leaking like a broke pipe down the carpet below him. But then, one well aimed thrust shoved him over the edge. "FUCK!!" And he was spraying his load all over the carpet below, but the thrusting didn't stop, didn't even slow down. "Dude! Ease up, please! I just came!" That got him a very hard SMACK to the ass from Arthur. "HEEE-Yeowch!!"

"You're done, when I'm fucking done, ya hear!?" At that, Arthur grabbed his ponytail again, a bit harder this time and gave it a firm yank, now thrusting hard into the rabbit. But soon afterward, he tipped over the edge as well. "Here it fucking... CUMS!!!" He roared out at the ceiling, burying himself balls deep into the rabbit's insides, each shot audibly blasting into him *glrp... sprrt... glourp...* The other tree lapins watched as their friend's belly slowly bloated out, his hard abs stretching and flattening into a well-rounded gut.

Once he was done, he slowly pulled out with a wet, sloppy *Schlrrr-pop* Slade's ass gaped, almost, beyond closing, gushing and spurting out a good amount of the rat's load and right on the carpet. Both of them panting for breath and covered in sweat, Arthur literally ripping his sweat-soaked tank top off of his body and tossing it aside, standing up and turning to the other three. "So... who's fucking next?" He asked with that malicious grin, cock still hard, throbbing, all veined-up, and ready to go for more.

One by one, Harley, Monty, and Clyde all had their turn, or more like Arthur had his turn with them, getting their throats stretching and asses(/pussies) gaped out and dripping with his generous loads.

Harley and Monty were side by side in front of him, each getting a turn of having their mouths and throats absolutely fucked by that huge cock, then shoved against the couch, propping themselves against it as the big rat was having his way with them from behind, both screaming in pleasure as he played both of them like instruments. While he was fucking one of them, his hand was busy working the other, two fingers in the vag and thumb in the ass, almost like he was holding a bowling ball, then switching and giving the other the same treatment before pushing himself deep into their wombs, whispering hotly to them. "Gotta make sure you carry my boys in ya." Just as he pumped them full with his hot, steaming load, leaving their pussies gaped the fuck out and leaking out his cum uncontrollably leaving them just as bloated as Slade.

Despite being the smallest, he didn't go any easier on Clyde, the bespectacled rabbit had his glasses removed and tossed aside haphazardly by the rat, before getting the same treatment, first getting this throat cock-bashed in, then having his insides rearranged by that cock of his. But the real spectacle was when he was forced to take Arthur's orgasm, of course, being the smallest of their crew, he filled up to capacity way earlier, but that didn't stop the rat from pumping him even more to the point that his load traveled further up. "HLP... ULP... BLEAARGHAHK!" and right out the mouth and nostrils it went, turning the poor rabbit into a living fountain. Before finally being tossed aside on top of his friends, leaving Arthur to raid their fridge for something to drink before coming back to the living room and lounging with some Netflix. "You boys rest up. We're going another few rounds after that."

It was pretty late in the evening by the time Arthur was done with them, carrying them one by one to their rooms, although it was some guess work to whose room was which, but by the end of it all, they were all cleaned up, as much as possible, tucked in their respective beds, before he decided to just crash on their couch for the night, calling his youngest son, Logan, and telling him that he's staying over at a friends house tonight.

This went on for about a couple of months or so, Arthur meeting with those eager bunnies and hare almost every weekend, spending it at their place and fucking them to oblivion and back all day long. They actually got a complaint a couple of times and once had the police called on them, luckily the guy who responded was someone who knew Arthur and instantly realized what was going on, giving him a verbal warning before walking away, knowing pretty well that the noise complaints will keep coming.

It wasn't until recently that things took an... interesting turn.

Logan got a call from his dad one weekend. "Hey dad, you don't usually call this early. What's up?"

"Hey, uh... son... You sitting down?" Arthur asked in a nervous and worried voice.

"Uh... yeah?" True, he was sitting in the living room watching some police drama. But then his expression deadpanned. "Daaad... what did you do?"

"I, um... may have gotten a bit carried away, here?" Arthur didn't have to look at his son, he felt the Bennette signature raised brow of skepticism through the phone. "Um... question: H-how do you feel about having brothers?" That was the trigger, he actually had to pull the phone away from his ear as Logan was screaming and cussing up a storm that would make a sailor blush.

In the background, Harley, Slade, Clyde, and Monty all sat in the living room, each holding one of those pregnancy test devices... and each testing positive. "So, uh... what do we do now?" Slade asked, but that was a question none of them had an answer to... but all were also a tiny bit excited, to say the least.