Summer Party

By moc.loa@6601rdw

Published on Jun 24, 2011

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Summer Party Copyright 2011 by Walter Reimer

Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction, consisting of consensual sex between adult beings who are not human. I repeat THEY ARE OVER 18, and you should be as well before even thinking about reading this. All characters are copyright to me except where otherwise indicated, so no stealing -- karma is a bitch.

MMMMM/m, bdsm, rat, beaver, badger, wolf, beagle, horse, gator, yiff, anal, oral, watersports, piss, bondage, fisting.

He didn't like the idea of this, but had agreed to it anyway. Ned had been very persuasive, and had sworn that he wouldn't be harmed.

Still, Theo had some doubts, and the occasional nervous tremor that made his long rat's tail shake illustrated those doubts.

He stood in the center of the floor, his paws clasped behind his neck and his eyes lowered submissively as Ned walked around him, inspecting him. His iron-gray fur was dry, clean, and freshly brushed. "Kneel," Ned said in a quiet voice.

Theo obeyed, lowering himself to kiss and lick Ned's feet. The ritual was an integral part of their relationship, underlining the direction the power flowed. The beaver was ten years older, and the rat had been his for three years. Theo raised his muzzle from his daddy's feet and nuzzled his balls, glorying in the deep scent of the castorid's musk.

"Did you drink your dinner?" the beaver finally asked, tipping the rat's head up to look into his eyes.

"Yeah."

"Good. You clean inside?"

It had taken a couple hours. Theo nodded.

"Okay. Let's get started. Up, boy."

The rat stood up and Ned buckled the collar around Theo's neck. There were two rings on the wide leather band that were on either side of his neck when the collar was secured.

"Bend over, love."

Theo bent at the waist, paws moving to grasp his knees as he hiked up his tail to give Ned access to his tailhole. His cock, caged in a locked plastic tube, throbbed but remained flaccid, thwarted in its desire to get hard. Ned fondled his balls, the scrotum stretched taut by a broad leather band. "Such nice, full balls," the beaver said. "How many days has it been, Theo?"

"Twenty-six days."

"You want to cum tonight?"

Theo nodded.

"Have you learned your lesson?"

"Yes."

He whimpered at the feeling of cool lube being rubbed against his anus, and gasped softly as first one, then two, then three of Ned's fingers went in, penetrating him, softening him up.

Then came the plug, larger than the beaver's cock and not as large as he could take. He hated being plugged; hated the unnatural hardness and hated not having the comfort of having a living fur attached to it. It seated in his rectum and Ned asked, "Okay?"

Theo nodded. His breathing was faster, deeper as he adjusted to the feeling of the plug.

"Good. Straighten up."

Theo stood up and his lover started dressing him. The cuffs, wide leather bands lined with faux fur, went on his ankles and wrists, and the beaver teased him by breathing warm breaths across his trapped cock. Then the harness was put on him, straps crossing over his muscular chest. Ned tightened it down as the various buckles jingled. "Comfortable?" Comfort was necessary; Theo had a long night ahead of him.

Theo replied, "Feels a little loose."

Ned adjusted a buckle, and the rat nodded. "Okay, you ready?" he asked as he picked up another item. The leather bridle had been polished to a mirror sheen, and the soft rubber penis gag was meticulously clean.

Theo swallowed nervously.

The beaver, still dressed only in his fur, waited.

"Yes."

"Yes, what?" The question was a signal. Theo recalled the first time Ned had asked him that, and what had happened that first night.

"Yes. Sir." The second word said emphatically.

"Kiss me, boy." The two rodents leaned into each other, and Theo moaned around his lover's tongue before pulling back a little and nodding.

The penis gag went into his mouth, and the bridle was slipped over his head and around his ears. Ned moved behind him and buckled it securely, but not too tightly - he could slip a finger under the leather - then moved the rat's paws up to his collar. Two snaps, and Theo's wrists were attached to rings on either side of his collar.

Ned moved to face his lover again. The beaver stroked the rat's head and fur. "Such a good boy," he crooned softly. "You'll do fine, and remember I'll be right with you the whole time. You'll be perfectly safe." He picked up the final item. "Ready?"

Theo blinked at him, feeling the hot sting of incipient tears. He nodded.

The blindfold went over his eyes, and was snapped onto the bridle.

His universe changed, narrowing only to what his ears and nose told him. He could hear Ned moving around behind him, and gasped as the beaver's paws reached out and fondled his nipples. Theo whimpered as his nipples got hard under his lover's paws. He knew what was coming.

He gasped and moaned around the gag as two clamps closed on him.

"Easy, Theo," Ned said, holding the rat as he swayed abruptly. Theo whimpered as the weight on his nipples increased and his ears flicked at the cheerful sound of bells.

Damn him.

Ned knew how much he hated those little chimes.

Ned slipped a hooded bathrobe over the rat and cinched the belt closed to conceal his efforts until they could be unveiled at the appropriate time. He took a short leash and clipped it to a ring on the base of the penis gag. "Okay, you're all set, boy. Let's go." He gently urged Theo to his knees and said, "I'll be listening."

Theo nodded, and heard Ned walk out of the room. The bells on his nipples were not just for show; if he needed help all he had to do was ring the chimes, and his lover would respond.

He now had no concept of time. There was no need for him to know anything now, save what Ned saw fit to tell him. The hood of the robe wasn't very thick, so he could still hear. His cock throbbed in its chastity tube in time with his heartbeat, and one ear flicked as he heard Ned coming back into the room.

The beaver smelled of leather and musk, and he pressed his crotch against Theo's nose. The rat drew comfort from the spicy musk and the two held the tableau for a long moment before the rat felt his lover's paw close on the leash. "Up."

He stood obediently and Ned slowly led him through the house to the garage. Theo felt a momentary surge of fear, afraid that Ned had left the garage door open so that the neighbors could see, but the closeness of the air told him otherwise. He let Ned maneuver him into the car and fasten his seat belt for him. "Theo," Ned whispered.

Theo's ears perked.

"Hold very still, boy," and the rat obeyed as the beaver slipped his paws into the hood. Earbuds were seated in his ears, and he felt Ned's lips brush his face.

Then the car door shut, and after a moment he heard the garage door opener come to life and the driver's side door slam. The Toyota started then, and his whiskers twitched as the air conditioning began blasting warm air at him. A lurch, and the car backed out of the garage.

In his blinded state, Theo had no idea of the route Ned was taking, and recalled what the beaver had told him: "It's on Jack's property, nice and out of the way. Trust me."

Jack.

Theo freely admitted he was afraid of the big wolf. Since pledging himself to Ned, he had become acquainted with all of the beaver's friends, as well as their tastes. They all intimidated him a little, but Jack was the only one who instilled real fear in him.

The car stopped at a traffic light, and Theo jerked as soft music began playing in his earbuds. It was very soothing, probably one of those New Age meditation things that Ned liked to play when they were in a particularly heavy scene.

He jerked again, as Ned eased a paw into his robe and startled fondling his swollen balls again.

The rat whimpered around his gag, then heard a voice interspersed with the music.

It was Ned's voice. "Relax, lover. You're a good boy, and you'll be fine. Trust me. Trust me. I love you, Theo. Trust me." A pause, and the voice was heard again. Theo found that he could relax, and shifted in his seat as the plug in his hole pressed on his prostate. He was certain he was leaking pre all over the robe and Ned's paw, and hoped the beaver wouldn't get mad at him. ***

Jack lived a short distance from town on a patch of wooded area near a small lake. A privacy fence bounded the property, enabling the wolf to throw parties where clothing was optional and the party activities could be the type that would arouse comment from the neighbors (not to mention visits from the police). The driveway wasn't paved, and the Toyota jounced around a bit as Ned turned off the road.

Despite his arousal and fear, Theo felt calmed by the music and Ned's recorded voice by the time the engine stopped and the beaver helped him out. The grass felt good against his bare feet.

Ned removed the MP3 player's earbuds and tossed the device into the car before taking up the leash. "Come on, boy." As he'd done in the house, he didn't try to hurry the rat along.

Grass gave way to stone flags set in concrete, and Theo heard Ned knocking. "Ned!" and the rat's ears flicked under his hood at the sound of Jack's voice.

"Jack. How're you doing?"

"Great. Come on in. I see you brought the life of the party," and Theo felt the wolf's paw slap his rear as Ned led him inside. The foyer was tiled with fairly smooth stone.

"Now, Jack, behave."

A chuckle. "Aw, c'mon, Ned. Just having a bit of fun." The door closed and Theo felt paws undoing the belt of his robe. "Let's just take this off -- I'd be a poor host if I didn't offer to take your coats, huh? Mm-MM! Such a pretty boy you got, Ned."

"You've got one yourself, Jack."

"True, but Slut never has fur like this. Real nice and soft." Jack's paws were strong, and he was carefully inspecting Theo. "What's this?" and Jack cupped Theo's bound cock. "He been naughty, Ned?"

"A little. Caught him jerking off without permission during a scene last month."

"Needs a bit of discipline. You know, my offer's still good."

Theo heard Ned chuckle. "No, I'm not going to sell him." The rat felt the beaver's paw swat at his rump, then squeeze the cheek hard. "Besides, you've already got one."

"Yeah, Slut's good. Sometimes, though, I think he fucks up just to tease me. He got promoted at work."

"Good for him. He going to be here tonight?"

"I've got him getting the grill set up -- eh?" The wolf had heard Theo whimper against his gag, and Jack slipped behind the rat, still running his paws over the bound body. He pressed against Theo's ass and tail, letting him feel the wolf's heavy sheath. "You'd like being my property, boy," he whispered in one of the rodent's ears. "Wear my collar . . . I'll train you up right . . . "

Theo whimpered again, his tail twitching in a pattern Ned was certain to recognize.

"Jack, knock it off," Ned growled. "It took me a couple days to convince him to do this."

"What?"

"Don't scare him off."

"Am I scaring you, boy? Don't worry about me, I'm just a big old playful puppy, you know?" He cupped Theo's pecs and shook them gently, listening to the chimes on the clamps jingling. "Ned, why don't you take your boy upstairs. I think he needs a little reassurance. Slut's room is up at the top of the stairs."

"Good idea." A gentle tug on the leash. "Come on boy."

As they made their way up the stairs Theo heard Jack yell, "Slut! Where are you, you little shithead?" The back door of the house banged shut, but any sounds after that were eclipsed as Ned closed the door to the guestroom.

"Sorry about that," Ned said. "You know Jack likes to tease." He unclipped the leash, then detached Theo's cuffs from his collar. Paws ran over the rat. "Yeah, you're tense. " He unbuckled the bridle and removed the gag, then stepped back as Theo massaged feeling into his arms and worked his jaws before removing his blindfold. "Anything bothering you, boy?"

Theo swallowed. "Maybe this was a bad idea, Sir."

"No it wasn't. Look at me." Their eyes met. "You know Jack's a bit of an asshole and he likes to joke around. You're perfectly safe. Besides," and the beaver grinned, "do you think I'd sell you?"

Theo shook his head.

"Now, you're so wound up you might hurt yourself tonight. Lie down on the bed, face down, and I'll give you a massage." Theo obliged, and oofed a bit as the beaver straddled his hips. Then a sigh as strong paws started to knead the tension out of his shoulders and back.

Ned eased further down the rat's back to massage the base of Theo's tail when a soft grunt stopped him. "What?"

"Nothing, Sir."

Theo gasped as Ned grabbed the tip of the rat's naked tail and pinched it. "Don't give me that, boy. What was that for?"

Theo's head raised briefly, then sank to the mattress. "The plug, Sir."

"The plug? Oh. Well, you know the reason for that, we discussed it. You want it out now?"

"Please, Sir."

Ned thought it over, then eased off the rat's legs. "Stick that ass up for me, boy, and get your tail out of the way, or I'll cuff it to your harness," he ordered gruffly.

Theo obeyed, and gave a long sigh as he pushed out while his daddy pulled. The plug eased past his ring and slid free with a wet squelching sound. The rat relaxed and the beaver set the plug aside on the bed.

Only to cry out as Ned's paw came down hard on his ass.

"You don't say "Nothing" to me, boy," Ned hissed in Theo's ear. "Got that?"

"Yes, Sir."

"This hole needs to be filled, boy. A boy's hole needs something to chew on. Any suggestions?"

"Your cock, Sir."

"My cock, huh?" Ned shoved Theo's legs apart, then got up from the bed and stripped. He took up a position behind the rat and between his legs. "You mean this cock, boy?" He slapped his erection against the slightly gaping hole for emphasis.

"Yes, Sir."

"You going to be a good boy?"

"Yes, Sir."

Theo moaned as his lover's cock rubbed against his hole, then slid in. He tightened himself as much as he could and moaned again as Ned started to thrust, a slow and easy rhythm.

While he fucked his boy, Ned whispered in his ear, "Relax, boy . . . you're going to be fine . . . " Theo whined as Ned changed his angle of thrust, rubbing the head of his cock against the rat's prostate. "But you have to trust me, boy. I love you, boy."

"I love -- uh! -- you, Sir."

"Good boy. Now tighten up that hole, you little fuckin' rat." The beaver sped up, lifting his upper body to give himself more leverage.

Theo obeyed and started moaning as his caged cock rubbed against the bed with every thrust.

"Sirs?" Jack's slave was at the door, in his naked fur (Jack thought collars were silly).

Ned spared the beagle a glance. "What is it, Slut?"

"Um . . ." The beagle tore his attention away from the action on the bed and lowered his gaze respectfully. "Master wanted me to tell you that the other guests are here."

"Good. Tell him I'll -- unf! -- be down shortly. Just massaging my boy here."

"Yes, Sir," and the beagle slipped out.

Ned increased his pace until he slammed home deep in his boy's ass one last time and moaned as his load spurted out to coat Theo's insides. He sighed and rested his full weight on Theo's back, slipping his arms under him to tease and twist the clamps on the rat's nipples.

"Boy," he whispered.

"Sir?"

"I love you, boy."

"I love you, Daddy."

"You going to be able to keep that load in your ass, or are you going to be a dirty little boy with your Daddy's cum running down your legs?"

"I think I can keep your cum in me, Sir." Theo flexed his rectal muscles to emphasize his reply.

Ned chuckled. "Trying to get me hard again so soon, huh boy? Well, let's save some for later. Right now," and Theo sighed as the beaver pulled out of his hole and got off the bed, "you go freshen up a bit and come downstairs." Ned put his shorts back on and scooped up the bridle and blindfold. "These will be waiting for you," he said, and left the room.

Theo pulled himself up to an all-fours position and got off the bed, steadying himself until his balance returned. Ned was always capable of making the rat see stars when he fucked him. He stepped into the bathroom and splashed a bit of water on his face, smoothing his trimmed whiskers back. He looked at himself in the mirror and fondled his restrained cock.

A drool of precum seeped from the piss-slit in the chastity tube, and he scooped it up and licked it away. It tasted sweet.

He looked at himself in the mirror again. The black leather collar contrasted with his gray fur.

He went downstairs.

"Hey, Theo! Hanging a little tight there, huh?" He grinned as his friend Don looked him over and whistled. The badger had a beer in his paw. "Good to see you."

"Good to see you too, sir," Theo replied, remembering that he was collared, and therefore in scene.

Don's ears twitched at the word, and he nodded. "Ned's outside on the patio."

"Thanks." Theo walked out to the patio, through the kitchen where food was set out, ready to be taken outside for the party. The sun was almost completely down, and several men were gathered off to one side of the property, getting the fire ready. Slut was on his knees, licking Jack's tailhole as the wolf sipped a beer and tended the grill.

Paws encircled his waist as Ned came up behind him. "There you are. Ready?"

"Yes, Sir."

"Good." The paws teased his clamped nipples, and as Theo squirmed Ned put the bridle back on the rat, topping it off with the blindfold. "You need to piss, boy?"

"Yes, Sir." He felt the pressure in his bladder.

"Good. Hey, Jack! "

"Yeah?"

"I need Slut over here for a moment. Boy here needs to piss."

"You sure? I'm digging his tongue in my hole right now," and the wolf lowered his voice. "Yeah, you little fuckin' tease, muzzlefuck me, yeah . . . "

"I could always have him piss in your pool, you know."

The wolf growled. "If he does, you'll drink it. Okay, Slut, go and see to our guests." The beagle got to his feet and the wolf sent him on his way with a hard slap to his ass.

Theo remained standing as Ned left him alone briefly. Try as he might, the rat couldn't hear what the beaver said to the beagle, but then he felt the canine kneel at his feet. Theo moaned as his restrained cock was surrounded by a moist hot muzzle. Ned stepped behind him again and pinched his nipples. "Go, boy."

The rat felt his urine surge up the length of his cock, almost burning as he started filling Slut's mouth. The beagle gulped and swallowed, and the rat bucked as Ned released the nipple clamps. There were times when the act of pissing could feel like an orgasm.

He sighed as he finished emptying his bladder. Ned said, "Slut, stand up and kiss my boy to thank him for giving you a drink."

Lips met Theo's, and the rat leaned into the kiss, tasting wolf musk, ass, and a brief tang of his own urine.

Slut abruptly grabbed Theo by the ears, forced the rat's mouth open and poured the last mouthful of the rat's piss in.

Theo coughed, then coughed again and swallowed the acrid, bitter-tasting liquid. Ned said, "Thank him for the drink, boy."

The rat turned his blindfolded face toward the beagle. "Thanks, Terry."

The beagle whispered, "I'm Slut, Theo -- call me Terry when the scene's over, okay?"

"Sure. Thanks, Slut."

"Slut! Get that damned ass of yours over here!" Jack called out. "Bill wants to fuck you."

"Yes, Master!" Theo smiled as the canine muttered under his breath, "I hate horses . . . "

Theo chuckled, then squirmed as Ned teased his still-sore nipples. "I thought you needed a drink, boy," the beaver said. "Feeling better?"

"Yes, Sir."

"Good. " Ned took up Theo's leash. "It's getting dark enough. Let's go."

The air was already warm enough to walk around naked, but the roaring log fire left an impression of heat on the rat's fur. Several voices and the sounds of conversation reached his ears, along with some chuckles and the clink of beer bottles. Jack had apparently invited quite a few people to the party.

Ned took one of Theo's paws and held it out, letting the rat feel the stout wooden post. "Here's the frame," the beaver said.

The rat nodded.

Ned led Theo around. The frame was six solid wood 4x4 beams that supported a stout leather bondage swing. A table held lubricant, a bowl of condoms, and poppers. The beaver helped the rat into the sling, the chains jingling and clanking, and as soon as Theo was comfortable Ned clipped his cuffs and shackles to the chains. "Okay, the centerpiece is here," Ned called out. "Who's first?"

There was laughter again and a voice said, "Me first."

"Okay, Bob. You know the rules -- rubber up." Theo recognized the voice -- Bob was one of Jack's college-age friends, a junior from Tallahassee.

"Sure, no sweat." A rustling noise, and Theo felt paws on his inner thighs, stroking his fur.

Big paws.

Scaly.

"Jack invited me, but I didn't know he'd be so cute," Bob said as he smeared lube on Theo's anus. A rubbered cock was rubbed against the hole, and then started to slide in. "Mnnf . . he's tight, and so damned hot."

"I heard gators like that sort of thing," Theo heard Ned say.

"Yep . . . ugh . . . oh, fuck yeah . . . so sweet and hot. Yeah," and the big gator started to fuck the rat. Theo had never been fucked by a reptile before, and Bob's flesh felt a bit cooler than he was used to. Still, his cock was fat and long, and felt good pistoning in and out of him. The sling swayed and the chains clanked in time with the big college jock's thrusts. Bob took his time, but finally his thrusts changed to quick, deep jabs and he shook as he came in the rat's ass.

"Christ, Bob! Started on him already?" Theo swam up out of the fresh-fucked haze he was in to hear Jack's voice. "Can't you wait?"

Bob laughed and pulled his softening gator cock out of the rat's hole. "Just testing the waters, you know Jack. Mind if I have your boy clean me off?"

"He's not my boy, he's a slave. Call him Slut. Slut, put the chair over here and go clean Bob's cock."

"Yes, Master," Theo heard Terry say.

The chair creaked as Jack settled into it, and the wolf's big paws massaged Theo's ass and the base of his tail. "Ned," he said quietly.

"Yeah, Jack?"

"Talk to me."

"Okay. He wants you to do it, but he's scared."

"You'll be with him."

"Of course."

"I can't believe you gave me a virgin," Jack said louder, and at the word, ears perked up. Apart from Bob (who was getting serviced by Slut), the others closed in to watch. There was a smell of beer and male musks that almost eclipsed the scent of trees and earth and smoke. "Boy, your Daddy's given you to me. Do you understand that?"

"Yes, Sir."

"And do you trust your Daddy?'

Theo nodded, and Ned kissed him on the mouth.

"Good. We'll get started then." There was a sound of a jar being opened, and a smell of cocoa butter. "I mix this up special, boy, just for good boys like you. It's shortening and cocoa butter." He smeared a fat glob of the mixture against Theo's hole. It felt smooth and warm, and the wolf slipped a pair of fingers into the opening. "Been fucking, boy?"

Theo nodded.

"Good, that'll loosen you up. Ned, give him a hit." There were sounds of squelching as Jack smeared on more of the lubricant, getting it into his fur and slowly adding more fingers. He took his time, and Theo hung slackly in the sling after taking a hit of amyl from Ned. The beaver was stroking his face and head as the wolf started pumping four fingers into Theo's rectum.

"How long you been at it, Jack?" Bob asked.

"How the fuck do I know, Bob? I'm not wearing my watch," and the others laughed.

"I think it's been about five minutes," Ned remarked.

Theo was amazed. It had felt like a week. The amyl and the constant anal stimulation were making him very open, very relaxed.

"Boy."

"Yes, Sir?"

"You ready?"

"Ye-es, Sir."

"Ned, give him another hit and kiss him." The beaver obliged as Jack formed his right paw into the standard `tower' position, four fingers pressed together with his thumb tucked into the hollow of his paw. A few more strokes and the widest part of his paw was at Theo's anus. A quick twist to move more lube around and he pressed in.

Theo moaned loudly against Ned's mouth as he was stretched, stretched impossibly, then the ring closed on Jack's wrist. He could feel the connection to the wolf, the thick muscular wrist holding him open and flexing as the fingers within his rectum moved into a fist. He rotated his paw, rubbing his knuckles against the hard shape of Theo's prostate.

The rat moaned again. "Oh! Oh, fuck . . . fuck, that . . . that's so . . . " He subsided into babbling, every pressure against his prostate causing a spurt of pre to further soak his already soaked crotch. His cock, still trapped inside its prison, added a tiny grace note of pain to the pleasure that radiated outward from his asshole.

Slowly, Jack oriented his paw and started to thrust slowly. Theo raised his muzzle and howled from the pleasure.

"Good boy," Jack said, cheering him on. "That's what I like to hear from my boys." The onlookers cheered, laughed and clinked bottles.

The wolf took his time, thrusting slowly and going a bit deeper only when he was sure Theo could take it. For his part, the rat was floating in a state of bliss, feeling nothing but the waves of sensation Jack was sending through him.

"Boy."

Theo's head lolled from side to side.

Jack chuckled. "I'll take that as a yes," and the rest laughed. "I'm going to come out now." The blindfold was removed, causing Theo to squint at the fire (he had been facing it) and look up to see the rest of the party standing around him, jerking their cocks. The only exceptions were Ned and Slut, who was lapping at Jack's balls. Ned was still sitting beside him, petting him.

Theo felt . . . cherished.

"Ready, boy?" Jack asked.

"Yes, Sir," the rat whispered.

Jack slowly withdrew, Theo feeling his anal walls gripping the wolf's paw, refusing to let go, demanding that he stay and fuck him forever. Finally, however, Jack's arm won the tug-of-war and his paws came loose with a wet slurping sound. "Good boy, very good." The wolf stood up, easing a crick in his back. "Okay, guys, use lots of lube and be careful. He done real good, and the line starts at his rear," he laughed. "Slut!"

"Master?"

"Get the food going on the grill, then come help me clean up."

"Yes, Sir." The beagle ran off to get the burgers on.

Bill loomed over the rat, the Appaloosa grinning as he slathered lube all over his fat cock.

One by one they took him. Bill shot a load up his ass, while Don pulled out as he came, spurting badger cum as far as Theo's nipples. The last one was Jack, who mockingly snarled and growled at the rat as he fucked him hard. After he came, with semen drooling from his abused hole, Ned moved to stand over his lover. "Boy?"

He licked his lips and fought his way up out of the haze. "Sir?"

"You've been a very good boy." The beaver fumbled at Theo's crotch, and a giddy rush announced that his cock was free of its restraint. It surged to full hardness almost instantly as the beaver's mouth closed over it, sucking hard.

Theo screamed, hips jerking upward as Ned suckled him, his paws fumbling with the releases on the rat's ball stretcher.

The stretcher came loose as Ned buried Theo's cock in his muzzle.

And two fingers went up his loose and sloppy hole, curling up to stroke his prostate.

Theo's shout split the night as he came, filling his daddy's mouth as Ned gulped his load down.

The rat hung limp in the sling. Paws reached up and released him from his cuffs and shackles, easing him down before lifting him from the sling and placing him a short distance away on his knees.

"One more thing to do, Boy," Ned said. "Open."

Theo obeyed and he closed his eyes as the first hot stream of piss struck him. He tipped his head back as he felt the piss wetting his fur, and moaned as he felt cum and santorum oozing slowly from the one-car garage that used to be his tailhole.

Finally it stopped and Ned helped him up. "Come on, Boy, and I'll clean you up. You hungry?"

"Yes, Sir," Theo replied weakly.

"Of course you are. Come on, Jack's got an outdoor shower, and that lube'll be good for your fur."

Ned took Theo's collar and harness off, dropping them outside of the shower stall. He adjusted the water and guided the rat under the stream. He soaped Theo down thoroughly, and the rat held onto a pawhold as Ned washed him. He moaned as the beaver started to wash his tailhole. "Hurts?"

"No, Sir. Just tender."

"Okay. I was going to fuck you here, boy, but I'll hold off. Let's get you cleaned up, and then we can eat." ***

Dinner was burgers, thick and cooked medium rare, with flecks of bleu cheese mixed into the meat, with chips, vegetables and beer or soda. Ned insisted on Theo drinking soda ("It won't do to have you fall asleep") and the rat sat at the beaver's feet as they ate and joked with the others. Slut acted as the waiter when he wasn't sitting at Jack's feet, stroking the fur on the wolf's legs. Speakers mounted on the patio played soft rock music.

"So, Theo," Jack said around a mouthful of burger. With his collar off, the rat was no longer in scene.

"Yeah, Jack?"

"Feeling okay?"

"Might take me a while to sit good at work Monday," and the others laughed.

"It'll feel better fast. Ask Slut; he knows," and he bent over in the chair, slipping a paw down the beagle's back and ramming two fingers up the canine's ass. Slut yipped and panted, looking up at Jack adoringly. "Isn't that right, you little shithead?"

"Yes, Master," the beagle replied, and ran his tongue over the wolf's toes.

"I heard you got promoted, Slut," Ned said.

Slut nodded, still licking his Master's feet as Jack fondled the beagle's hole. "He got promoted to Assistant DA last week, didn't you boy? I'm proud of him." The beagle looked up, and the wolf drove his fingers in deeper. "Pay attention to what you're doing."

The others looked on, grinning.

The party went on until after midnight, with Bill leaving first. He gathered Theo up in his arms and kissed him. "Looking forward to the next time I see you, kid."

"Thanks, Bill."

Ned ran his paws over Theo's fur. "You ready to go, Theo?"

"Just a moment." He pulled away from the beaver and walked across the patio to Jack, who was watching as Bob fucked Slut while Don fucked the beagle's mouth. "Jack?"

The wolf turned away from the tableau. "Yeah, Theo?"

The rat stuck out a paw. "Thanks."

Jack looked at the paw, smiled and took it, then gathered the rat into a hug. "You've got a nice ass, Theo."

"Ned thinks so."

"Good."

The harness and other equipment went into a garbage bag that Ned had in a pocket of his shorts. Theo put on his robe, and looked at his collar. "You can put it in the bag," Ned said.

The rat slipped it around his neck and buckled it. "I'll wear it home, Sir."

Ned laughed, even as Don cried out and came all over Slut's face.

"Okay, boy. Let's go home. You can suck me while I drive."

End.

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