Feeding Joey
Characters (C) Tristan Hawthorne. The characters are still too young to read this story, even though they're teens now. :P
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Feeding Joey
Jamie padded down the hall of the dormitory at the private school his parents had sent him to. The disappearance of his siblings all within a few weeks when he was young caused them to believe he must be traumatized, and therefore, they could no longer parent him. So, the young otter was carted to private school after private school. He got good grades, no question about that. He had always tutored his youngest brother when they had been roommates back on his parents' houseboat.
The problem seemed to be that students would start to disappear from his schools a few days after he transferred there. No one could ever prove he had anything to do with it, so no one blamed him. Consciously. They just would take whatever chance they could get to dump the otter, deemed unlucky apparently, off to the next private school. It had been five years since the initial incident with his family and Jamie was about to turn fourteen.
He got to his door and unlocked it, thick otter tail swaying. Using the tip of his long tail to push the door shut he looked around the small room. His roommate had apparently run away earlier in the year and no one had heard from him or his family, and there was a deficit of students this year, so Jamie got to have the whole room to himself. Tossing his books onto the bare bed across from his own, which he now used as a workspace in addition to the two desks, he pulled off his jacket, hanging it up on a hanger and putting it back into the closet.
He peeled off the specially fitted digigrade dress shoes this school forced him to wear as part of the uniform and tossed them over by his books, before peeling off his socks. Jamie inhaled and clenched his eyes shut, splaying his webbed toes. He would need a shower. A sniff under his arms confirmed this and he started to undo his tight fitting dress shirt. Sometimes he thought the staff at this school were pedos, with how tight they made the uniform standards. The School claimed that it was a reaction to gang related baggy clothing, but if that was true, Jamie reasoned, this was overkill. So he stuck with his theory.
Peeling away his shirt revealed his creamy chest and belly, toned with muscles that helped propel him through the water. Swimming was one of his few outlets from the pressure of being a perfect student, who was forced to go to a shrink every month to make sure he wasn't permanently damaged by early trauma, or better still, somehow causing the disappearances. But session after session, the top psychiatrists could find nothing wrong with him. Jamie didn't have nightmares. He didn't have a bad temper. He didn't have insomnia. He didn't think people were out to get him, although he had every right to. To the administration, the young otter was the prime example of the well rounded student. Except he was 'Unlucky.'
Jamie threw the soiled shirt into the laundry bin and undid his bulging trousers. Most people would say that puberty had been good to Jamie, just by looking at him. The thing was that Puberty hadn't hit the otter yet, and he already had a package to behold. His loin was one of the other outlets he enjoyed often. He scooted his all too tight pants off his chocolate furred rump and slid his tail out of its fly, not bothering to undo it. He muured aloud as his pants fell to pool around his footpaws, his package free of its binds. He stroked over the now loose bulge in his soft boxers with a grin. Jamie thought to himself, debating choices. Go down to the pool, shower, swim, shower again, and come back? Or maybe just down the hall to the dormitory shower.
After a moment, Jamie grabbed some athletic pants bearing the school's seal and pulled them on, before tugging on a white tank top. Somehow the sweatpants seemed to accentuate his package even more than the tight slacks of his classroom uniform. The otter boy grabbed his bag, filled with his swim gear, and headed back out the door, snagging his keys using his tailtip and pulling the door shut with a footpaw.
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Darren and Daniel were the two most body conscious dogs at the school, twin Dobermans with bodybuilder forms. They would be graduating at the end of the year, together, as they did everything. But this was the first time this school year they had come down to the pool. They usually spent their free time in the gym, or in the gym locker room, intimidating underclassmen into giving them 'favors'. After their swim, they didn't see why they couldn't do the same in the pool's locker room. Darren was posing on the diving board, Daniel already in the water, when Jamie arrived. Daniel's eyes wondered to the first year they had never seen. His eyes lit up as they traced the otter's perfect swimmer's build, defined yet still sleek and smooth. Jamie's only apparel at the moment was a tight red Speedo, and matching goggles on his head. Daniel's jaw dropped when his eyes landed on the Speedo, which left practically nothing to Jamie's intimate areas to be imagined. He reached up and tugged on the diving board as Darren flexed at some second years nearby. Darren nearly lost his balance and glared down at his brother. When Daniel didn't justify his glare with a glance back, Darren turned to follow his brother's gaze. He slowly grinned, "Fresh meat."
Daniel nodded, "Chocolate and cream..."
Darren sat down onto the diving board, "Wanna share this delectable treat?"
Just then Jamie bent over to set down his bag alongside one wall, his tail rising up in the process, revealing his taught round rump to the twins. Daniel grinned, "Dibs on the chocolate side..."
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Jamie grinned as the baritone voices of the Dobermans reverberated through the enclosure over the heated pool. The words were hard to make out, but he got the gist. Standing back up he forced himself to have a straight face and padded towards the racing diving platforms at the other end of the pool. Finding a lane that was unoccupied, the otter climbed up and stretched out, fully aware that he was in view of the Doberman twins. He got into diving position, before launching into the water with the barest of splashes. He grinned under the water, loving the freedom of movement his kind had developed over the centuries. Here webbing was an advantage not a hindrance. Before he knew it, he was at the other side and rolled in the water, before pushing off with his feet and tail, only now surfacing and beginning to swim, choosing the butterfly stroke. He did continuous laps, knowing that each time he got to one side of the pool, both Dobermans were checking him out through the water. He finally stopped and climbed out of the pool on the opposite side to that of the Doberman twins. He deliberately moved slow and sensually, knowing they were watching. A wolf whistle sounded in stereo, reverberating off the tiles all around them. Jamie stifled a grin and padded over to his bag, making sure to raise his tail when he bent over once again, before padding back into the locker room.
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As soon as the young otter was out of sight, Darren jumped up off the diving board and walked onto the actual tiling to the side of the pool, Daniel climbing out at a nearby ladder. The twins grinned to each other and walked straight for the locker room. They heard the showers running and Darren cocked his head towards them, still grinning wide at Daniel. Daniel peeked into the showers and his knees nearly buckled. There was their chosen prey showering naked. He was faced away from the entrance, and with the steaming water flowing over him, Jamie looked like he was made of chocolate, well, at least from behind. Daniel licked his lips and padded into the showers, pulling off his own Speedo, revealing his impressive endowments, the pink head of his shaft already peeking out of his sheath as he came up behind the otter. He ground his hips to the underclassmen's as greeting. Jamie eeped effeminately, making Daniel let out a dominant growl, hearing Darren coming up behind him as well. The Doberman's strong arms wrapped around the slender otter's chest and he breathed out in a breathy rumble from his chest, "Hey there, cutie. Wanna have some fun?"
Jamie blushed deeply, "Wh-what sort of fun?" He wriggled halfheartedly in the grasp of the large canine.
Darren grinned from his position, having already removed his sheath, "The kind where we share you, Lil guy."
Jamie groaned out softly and ground back against Daniel. The pink tip of his ottercock slid into view. Daniel lifted the otter gingerly and turned around so that he was facing his brother, before setting him back down, using one big paw to pull the thick tail up and out of the way, "I think we'll take that as a yes..." Daniel growled dominatingly into Jamie's ear. He soon had the pointed tip of his shaft pointed to the tight pucker under the otter's tail.
Meanwhile Darren kneeled, having wanted a closer look at Jamie's loins since he first saw them and licked teasingly slow over the pink tip peeking out. He spoke to the cock, thinking he was being clever, "Hi there, Lil guy, happy to see me?" The shaft slid out into the open almost instantly after that, leaking pre. "Mmmm.... I guess so..." He stroked the full length slowly, before licking the tip. His tongue got stuck.
Daniel pressed his thick shaft roughly into Jamie with a groan, the otter gasping aloud, seemingly at the penetration. The Doberman closed his eyes and started to buck firmly, caring only for his own cock's pleasure. The thought this might be degrading or painful to the otter didn't only cross his mind, it drove him on to higher peaks of pleasure. He groaned aloud when he felt that the otter was clenching over his thrusting shaft. The canine growled, eyes shut, and bit down on Jamie's neck, thrusting rapidly as his knot swelled. He wrapped a paw around his knot to make sure he didn't tie, knowing his and his brother should be done soon, or at least relocate to continue. He howled into Jamie's neck and started to cum, his paw preventing his hips from forcing his knot into the otter, hot shots of seed pouring into the tight bowels. Daniel sighed and released Jamie's neck, "You've got a nice ass, boy..."
Jamie moaned softly and looked up at the Doberman, "Thanks, hon..." He tugged himself off Daniel's cock, his long tail teasingly sliding along the shaft as he stepped forward, his gait a little odd, but Daniel grinned at the gait, proud of what his cock did to the otter's hips. But he was soon proved wrong. Jamie turned around. Two paws stuck out of the otter's cumslit, the whole cock swollen thick with the ankles and lower shins of Darren's who's form was easily seen curled up in Jamie's right nut. Jamie grinned wide at Daniel and pushed on the paws with a sexual groan, the last of the big Doberman getting sucked down his cock. Daniel watched in horror as his twin struggled in the over stretched testicle. Jamie licked his lips, "Next." He suddenly spun around, his long thick tail whipping around and hitting Daniel upside the head. The muscular dog fell hard onto the slick tiles, groaning loudly, his erection long gone. He felt webbed paws on his ankles, pressing his feet together, then a snug warm feeling around his feet. He groaned and rubbed his head as the warmth spread up his legs, before looking down his body. There was Jamie with Daniel's legs in his cock down to his knees. The Doberman whimpered and tried to pull away, but his legs just bent, his body sliding on the slick tiles. The sounds of the otter meat working themselves higher over him were covered up by the sound of the water hitting the tiles all around him, the dog tried to sit up, push away Jamie, but his orgasm combined with a blow to the head and that fall made it so it was a wonder he could see. Daniel wasn't very thankful for that as Jamie thrust his cock higher and higher up the thick muscular legs, feeling his feet press into a tight hot chamber. When he looked down, he could see his feet filling out the empty ball while Darren could barely be seen to be struggling anymore. Jamie saw where Daniel looked and grinned down at him, "You came into this world together, from someone else's body. Looks like you'll be leaving together into one as well. Fitting, huh?"
The full weight of what was happening struck Daniel's mind and he tried to struggle, but by the time those words fully processed, Jamie had tucked the Doberman's arms in to his sides and was working up that big muscular chest. Daniel shuddered, "N-No... I-It can't be..."
Jamie tugged Daniel upright so that he could use gravity to his advantage, massaging his cock's meat as it flexed and tugged relentlessly, "Believe, hun." A moment later, the eurethra pulled in snug around the dog's thick corded neck, his broad shoulders a bulge sliding down the otter dick. A webbed paw stroked over Daniel's face almost tenderly, before shoving down and thrusting up firmly with a cry of bliss, feeling Daniel get curled up totally in his left nut. Jamie stood with some difficulty, having two massively muscled last years in his sac. Daniel hung a little lower, due to being in the left nut, and struggled more, having more air left than his brother, who barely wiggled anymore, much to Jamie's dismay. He carefully padded out of the shower, feeling his sac trying to tug him forward and onto the ground, but he managed not to let it. He looked around, checking to see if anyone was around. Using his paws on lockers to help keep his balance Jamie padded to his locker and got a big towel, one that would hang to the ground if he wrapped it around his waist, and did just that, covering up his sac quite effectively. He then padded to the sauna, only using one paw for balance, the other holding up his towel, before he entered and sat on one of the wooden benches, relaxing back into it as he let the warmth wash over him. The heat made his sac stretch more and soon Daniel and Darren were resting on the ground between his legs, albeit still in their respective prisons. The heat also helped calm down the Doberman twins and soon they were both still and Jamie heard the first tell tale gurgle from his nuts.
Almost a half hour later, the twins were well on their way to being another missing persons case. The door opened and a rat came in with a towed around his waist and sat across from Jamie, who was confident he was completely covered. "Wow, that's a big towel..." The rat commented. He smirked, "Compensating for something, Lil guy?"
Jamie simply grinned at the rat, feeling his erection returning...