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Here's the final part of this series! I hope you all enjoy it as much as I did. I am at least 80% sure this is the final part, though I might decide to do more with these characters later, who knows.

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Justin woke up feeling far more rested than he usually did. As tired as he was, he hadn't woken at all during the night, and no alarm meant he just woke up when his body was ready. His brother wasn't next to him, but Cameron was still pressed against his back. The dog didn't snore, but Justin could feel his chest rise and fall and the dog's breath coming out across his ears.

The fox wondered what time it was and cursed himself for once more leaving his phone out in the living room. Before he could start to pry himself away from the big doberman, his older brother padded into the room.

"Oh, finally. Sheesh, it's almost ten," Troy said, grinning down at his younger brother. He hadn't bothered to get dressed and he swayed his hips back and forth when he saw Justin's eyes travel down to his package.

Justin stared at his brother for a moment before looking away, a little embarrassed. "When did we go to bed?"

"Was about two or so, I think. Pretty late, really," Troy said, adding, "Cameron!"

The doberman snorted and shook his head, one of his ears folding backwards. "Hmm?"

"Kid's up. You can move now," Troy teased.

Justin wiggled away from the dobie as he started to stir and wake up. "Rude! He was sleeping so peacefully," Justin said, sticking his tongue out at Troy.

Cameron just laughed and sat up, rubbing at his eyes. "I woke up about an hour ago when Troy did. You were still asleep, and I didn't want to wake you. Must have dozed back off."

"Oh, oops. You could have just woken me up if you needed," Justin said as he crawled toward the edge of the bed, swinging his legs off the edge to sit up.

The older dog pushed himself to his feet and laughed. "But you were sleeping so peacefully," he said, grinning when he saw Justin glare at him.

"I was thinking of making biscuits and gravy for breakfast since we've got some leftover sausage we didn't use for the lasagna," Troy said, leaning on the door frame and waiting for the others.

"Sounds good. I have bacon and eggs, too," Cameron offered as he walked around the bed to join the foxes on the way to the kitchen.

Troy's eyes lit up and he bounced on his feet. "And you have orange juice! We can mix it with beer."

Justin felt a bit awkward walking around the house naked, but since the other two were, he didn't say anything. His face scrunched up at Troy's suggestion. "Wait, what? Beer and orange juice?"

Cameron laughed and went to the fridge to start fishing out ingredients. "Yeah, it's kinda like a mimosa. But instead of champagne, you use beer. Usually, a wheat beer like we got. It's actually pretty good, don't worry."

"Mm, homemade brunch. It's gonna be great. I'll start making biscuits if you want to start cooking the sausage," Troy said, looking to his younger brother.

Justin shrugged and picked up the thing of sausage that Cameron had gotten from the fridge. "Alright, but I don't really know how to do gravy or anything."

Troy grabbed the container of flour from the counter where it sat next to the sugar. "Oh, well, do you want to make the biscuits? I just pulled up a recipe for them on my phone."

"I'll do the gravy. You can do the bacon and eggs," Cameron said, taking the roll of sausage from the fox. "Can't believe you can make noodles from scratch, but don't know how to make gravy!" He flashed the young fox a grin to make sure the kid knew he was teasing.

"Mom's not really a breakfast person," Justin explained, opening up the packet of bacon and taking the skillet that Cameron handed him.

"Or a morning person at all," Troy added. "She wakes up thirty minutes before work and then is out the door."

Cameron laughed as he began cooking the sausage. "I remember the first time we fooled around, and ended up falling asleep together in your bed, instead of you on the floor like you told your mom. I was terrified she was going to come into your room before school and catch us."

"Oh, right. Yeah, you didn't realize that she doesn't have time for that. We were always on our own in the mornings for food and getting to school." Troy nodded to himself, remembering those days from when he was in high school.

Cameron shook his head. "Yeah, never in my house. My mom would be banging on my door at six-thirty, making sure I showered and had breakfast. Though, she would only come into my room if I didn't get up pretty quick."

"Yeah. It was kind of weird that they let you stay over as often as you did, considering your parents never let us stay there," Troy said.

"What? No, I didn't want to stay at my place. That's why we stayed at yours. I just lied about it. I'm pretty certain I told you about it later," the dobie said, moving around chunks of meat with the spatula as it sizzled and browned.

Troy was forming little balls of biscuit dough and putting it on a sheet. "I think I'd have remembered that. I just remember you telling me several times that we'd have to stay at your place. I was always worried Justin would walk in on us banging."

"He did! That's why that shirt was such a mess," Cameron said, grinning at the fox next to him who was busy making bacon.

Justin's ears shot up and his eyes went wide. "No! Why did you have to tell him!" he pleaded.

Troy was at Justin's side in an instant, leaning on the counter with a smug, self-satisfied grin. "Oh, really now?"

"Cameron!" Justin jabbed a finger into the dobie's side, making the older dog yip and laugh.

"So, you saw your older brother getting railed on the beanbag and couldn't help but take interest, eh?" Troy asked, slipping his paw down and giving Justin's balls a quick squeeze.

The younger fox yipped and stood up on tip-toes, cheeks quite pink under the white fur of his cheeks. "Shut up. I bet you would have, too."

Troy's fingers moved up and toyed with his brother's sheath before he slid his index finger down into the furry holder. "I mean, I doubt I'll get to spy on you, but I'll definitely stand by and watch as he rails you, too."

Justin squirmed and tried to focus on cooking while his sheath was toyed with. He loved the attention, even if it was embarrassing. "I'm... worried I won't be able to, though."

Cameron nudged the fox with his hips. "You'll do fine. Troy, stop jerking off your brother and get me the flour and other stuff."

"I can do both! Well-" Troy cut himself off, slipping his paw from Justin's sheath to walk over to where the spices were. "What do you want? Flour, salt, pepper." He stacked things to the side as he spoke.

"Cayenne, paprika, and the bouillon cubes," Cameron directed.

"Chicken or beef?" Troy asked.

Cameron tilted his head to the side, looking across the kitchen. "I have beef ones? Chicken. Shit, when did I ever get beef? Yuck. Oh, and a spoon, please."

Troy brought everything over and put it next to the stove. Then he went to the fridge and got the milk out to add it to the rest of the ingredients. "Is the oven ready?"

"Yup. Uh, Justin, trade me burners," Cameron said. His side of the stove had the wall right next to him, and he didn't want to try reaching over. When Justin stepped back, he lifted his saucepan up and moved the skillet with the bacon over.

Troy grabbed his sheet with the biscuits, which looked like nothing more than chunky clumps of dough, and stepped in before either could continue. "Let me just- yeah, thanks." He bent down and slipped the sheet into the oven as Justin opened it for him.

Cameron began sprinkling flour into the pan with the sausage and all the leftover fat. "Good. Now that your paws are free, you can continue what you were doing."

Justin had just stepped back up to the stove when Troy pressed up against him from behind. One paw cupped his balls while the other went back to squeezing and playing with his sheath. "H-hey! I'm trying to cook here!"

"Oh hush, it's just bacon," Troy said, leaning down to nibble on one of Justin's ears.

Cameron rolled his eyes as he listened to the pair. "Hey, if I had a personal fox to play with my dick while I cooked..." He tilted his head, considering the notion while pouring some milk into the mixture. "I'd probably smack his paws and tell him to get out of my way," he teased.

Justin whined pitifully as his sheath was tugged back and his slick, half-hard shaft was squeezed. He arched his hips up against that paw and squirmed more. "M-move, I need a plate."

Troy chuckled and gave his brother's rump a swat as he stepped away. "Fine, fine, I'll stop. These biscuits are supposed to cook for like twenty minutes so, probably shouldn't start any of the eggs until they're basically done."

Cameron looked over his shoulder at the older fox. "Oh, so your paws are going to be unoccupied for twenty minutes, eh? I know a good use for them."

"Oh? And what use is that?" Troy asked, stepping up behind the doberman and grinding his sheath under that nub of a tail while both paws moved around to fondle and grope at the dog; it was easier with someone close to his height than his little brother.

Cameron grinned and pressed back against the fox's hips, leaning his head back to nuzzle at his face before saying, "Pancakes."

Troy paused and then let out a short bark of a laugh "On what burner?!" He stayed pressed against Cameron as Justin walked behind the pair, emptying the first batch of bacon out onto a couple folded paper towels on a plate.

"Oh," Cameron said, looking down at the stove, which was crowded enough with both him and Justin cooking. "Then, how about waffles?"

"Waffles. You want waffles with biscuits and gravy?" Troy asked.

"Yeah, and?"

"That's a lot of bready stuff! You're gonna be so full." Troy shook his head and pulled back from the dobie once Justin had put more bacon into the skillet and gone back to his side of the stove. He knew Cameron was going to insist, though. "Where's the waffle maker?"

"It's in the cabinets under the silverware," Cameron said, beaming over at the fox. "You're the best!"

Troy rolled his eyes and pulled out the waffle maker, then went about getting what he needed for the batter. "So spoiled."

The next twenty minutes went by without any more shenanigans, and soon there was a small feast of breakfast food ready for them all. Justin was finishing with the enormous skillet full of scrambled eggs when Troy hopped over to pull the biscuits out of the oven. Cameron had been stirring the gravy on a low temperature, keeping it hot while they talked and cooked.

When the food came out of the oven, he turned off the stovetop and went into the little dining room adjacent to the garage. He had a cheap, wooden table in the corner where it was out of the way. He moved the chairs from underneath so he could pull it out from the wall into the middle of the floor before putting three of the chairs back in place.

Justin turned off his burner and moved the skillet away from the burner. He watched as Troy and Cameron started moving things over to the table. It didn't take long, and it looked like a ritual the two had gone through before. His skillet of eggs was put on a potholder, as was the saucepan of gravy. Beers were fetched from the fridge along with the orange juice and large, plastic cups that looked like they came from the nearby sports stadium.

"Perfect!" Troy said after he'd gotten all the food moved over. "All we need is a little vase with some flowers."

"We're about to pour beer into a glass of orange juice. I don't think we're all that fancy," Cameron said, putting down some plates and silverware.

"I'm still pretty dubious about that, too... Sounds like it'll taste weird." Justin sat down in one of the chairs, grabbing a plate and some utensils.

Troy used the bottle opener to open the lid on each beer. "Trust me, it'll be good." He sat down and grabbed his plates, loading one with a waffle, and the other with everything else.

"Oh, so you're going to eat waffles with biscuits and gravy, too, hm?" Cameron asked, spreading butter liberally over his waffle before he drowned it in syrup.

Troy's foot paw found one of Cameron's and he toyed with them under the table. "Oh, shush. They sound good, and I want something sweet."

Justin finished off a couple pieces of bacon, and a biscuit before he finally took the orange juice. "Alright, here goes nothing."

"Beer first. These glasses are just big enough that you should be able to get half beer, half orange juice," Cameron suggested around a mouthful of eggs.

The fox shrugged and poured his beer into the glass, then topped it off with orange juice. His older brother handed him one of the chopsticks he'd brought to the table and used it to stir his drink. Justin stared at his cup for a second before taking a sip. Then a long drink. "Huh."

"Well?" Troy asked.

"It's... not bad? Like, I can taste the beer, but it just tastes... like beer-y and orange-y." Justin took another drink and shrugged. "It's interesting, at least."

"Have you ever had mimosas?" Cameron asked, pouring his own drink.

"No, I haven't really had much. Some other beer I didn't like, and now this." Justin said. He grabbed the bottle of syrup and poured some out onto the small plate he had before taking one of the waffles and began tearing it apart to dip into the syrup.

Cameron just watched, a look somewhere between horrified and mesmerized on his face. Thirty seconds went by before he shook his head and looked away. "Anyway. Mimosas are pretty good. We should do that next weekend."

Troy nodded in agreement. "Yes, definitely. Getting drunk on a Sunday morning is usually trashy, but it's all classy and exciting if you're doing it with champagne orange juice."

"Or apple." Cameron looked back to Justin. "There's a good brunch place not too far from here, and they let you get unlimited mimosas for like, eight bucks. And you can get them with orange juice, apple juice, grapefruit, pineapple juice, or cranberry," he explained, counting them off on each finger.

"The pineapple is my favorite. Grapefruit is good, too. Hell, they're all good. And you can get pretty damn tipsy off them," Troy said.

"What about the food?" Justin asked.

"Fantastic," Cameron said. "They have so much food, it's ridiculous. I think I literally just piled a plate full of bacon once."

Troy sighed happily and picked up another piece of bacon, biting into it with a crunch. "Definitely. Though, we did a pretty good job with this," he said, gesturing at the table full of food.

"Hell yeah," Cameron said, lifting his big, plastic cup of orange juice and beer towards Troy. Troy held his up in kind, and with both of them looking towards Justin, the smaller fox rolled his eyes and knocked his cup against the others.

"You two are both dorks," Justin said, going back to his food.

Troy snorted and downed most of his drink. "Oh, mom texted me this morning. She'll be home about five, and wanted to go get dinner. She said you could come, too, if you wanted," he said, nodding at the doberman.

Cameron nodded. "Alright, I'll go along."

Justin's ears perked up. "Thought she wasn't going to be home until Monday."

"A really bad snowstorm is supposed to hit, so her flight was canceled. She decided to cut the trip short. Besides, she's just going back out there next weekend," Troy said.

Cameron whistled. "What's she doing, anyway?"

Troy poured some more gravy on top of a biscuit and some eggs. "She met a guy online and has been seeing him off and on for a couple months now. This was her second trip up that way. But, she also happened to snag the chance to go there for work, as apparently there's some nuclear facility there that needs an entire network built or some shit, I don't know much about that part."

"Well, that's convenient," Cameron said, shaking his head. "I sometimes wish I could travel for work, but I don't know if I'd actually enjoy it at all."

"She usually travels four or five times a year. She just got stupid lucky that the place she was going was only about an hour from her new boyfriend," Justin told the dog.

Cameron nodded as he listened, finishing off the last of the food on his plate and trying to decide if he wanted any more. "Hmm, well, it's about eleven now. That gives us a few hours before we have to look at least a little presentable, eh?"

Troy leaned back in his chair, paws on the edge of the table as he tipped the chair onto two legs. "Hm, an hour of washing, drying, and brushing. Twenty minutes to get home. Another twenty..." He trailed off as he stared at the ceiling, tilting his head back and forth and mumbling under his breath unintelligibly.

Cameron quirked an eyebrow at the older fox, chewing on the last piece of bacon. "Use your words."

Troy nodded to himself and let his chair fall back to the ground. "Okay, so, as long we're done humping Justin by about three, we should be good," he said to Cameron, a cheeky grin across his muzzle.

Justin was only half paying attention to his older brother's antics. He was mostly done with food at this point and was drinking down the last of the boozy orange juice when he heard Troy. He choked and sputtered as his face went beet red, some orange juice dripping down over his chin. "What?"

Troy blinked innocently, looking over at Cameron who was just beaming wickedly. "What? Wasn't that the plan?" he said. "I crammed my knot in you last night, and Cameron was going to do so today!"

The younger fox covered his face with both paws, groaning in despair. "Why do you have to say it like that? It's so embarrassing!"

Troy slipped out of his chair and walked around to put his paws on Justin's shoulders, rocking him side to side. He put on his best wounded look and let some hurt creep into his voice for effect. "I can't believe my little brother is so ungrateful! After all the things I did to him. Stretching him out, fucking him down into the bed, knotting him... just trying to be a good big brother so that he can get railed by my best friend. The things I do for family!"

Cameron could see the pink in Justin's ears, and he couldn't help but start laughing. "Justin, if it makes you feel any better, he won't be able to make jokes like this at dinner tonight."

Justin had let his paws drop to his sides, still being rocked back and forth by Troy. He was scowling rather adorably at the doberman. "Don't give him any ideas."

Troy leaned down and kissed his brother on the side of the muzzle. "Don't worry, I promise I won't tease you in front of mom. That would be... kinda awkward."

Justin turned his glower on his brother who only smiled brighter. "You're so mean to me."

"What are you talking about! I'm the best brother ever." Troy planted another kiss on Justin's nose and then started gathering up the leftover food to take back to the kitchen.

Cameron pushed himself to his feet and snatched a few empty plates. "You're the most perverted brother, too. Doing all those horrible things to your poor, little brother, who just doesn't know better." He looked back at Justin and winked.

Somehow, it was a lot less embarrassing when Cameron made fun of the whole situation; maybe it was because he was just too used to being embarrassed by his older brother. "He is."

Troy gasped dramatically. "How dare you accuse me of such things? You! The dirty dog who I found playing with his dick all because my little brother had turned him on."

Cameron chuckled and dumped his plates into the kitchen sink, stepping aside for Justin who was carrying some more. The younger fox looked up at him questioningly, and the big dog just stuck his tongue out. "Yeah, what can I say? When a cute, naked fox wants me to spoon with him, what else am I going to have on my mind?"

That made Justin's cheeks go pink briefly. He had been pretty drunk when he lay down, and he remembered trying, badly, to seduce the older dog. "Ah, well... I mean, I'm still naked, right?"

Cameron's floppy ears tried to perk up and he made a show of looking the small fox up and down before licking his lips. "Mm, that you are. How's your ass feeling?"

Justin blinked a couple times, a bit taken aback. "Huh? What do you mean?"

Troy cleared the table and bumped his hips against Justin's as he walked by. "Are you sore? Do you hurt at all from last night?"

"Oh!" Justin said, finally clued in. "No, not that I've noticed or anything."

"Perfect. Let's see just what we can do with you," Cameron said, taking the fox by one paw and pulling him along towards the bedroom.

Troy went to his backpack and fished out another bottle of lube. "This should help things along. I doubt you'll be able to fit him otherwise."

Justin was feeling his apprehension return as he followed Cameron in tow. He watched as the doberman fished out another sheet to spread across the bed, giving them a comfortable surface to play on without having to worry about the bed. "Do you think I'm ready?"

"Hey, only one way to find out," Cameron said, snatching the bottle of lube out of the air as Troy tossed it his way. "Try laying on your back this time."

The white and black fox took in a deep breath and climbed up onto the mattress, moving to the center and lying down, head on the pillows. He was getting nervous rather quickly, and he was worried that he wouldn't be able to take the doberman. He didn't know exactly how much bigger he was than Troy, but his paws and muzzle told him it was quite the big difference, even if it didn't look that way.

"Troy, can you pull the curtains all the way? It won't make it dark in here, but it'll be better than sunlight." Cameron said as he climbed up onto the bed beside the young fox.

"Sure thing," Troy moved to both of the windows in the small bedroom and pulled the blackout curtains shut as best he could. Like Cameron said, it wasn't dark, but the light had dimmed substantially to where he couldn't easily make out things like the titles of some of the books in the room

Cameron pressed up against Justin's side and brought a paw up to the fox's cheek. He turned Justin to face him and their lips met. It was a slow, soft kiss without any force behind it, and the dog could feel Justin's body start to unclench. He'd done this with Troy years ago when they'd been trying to get him accustomed to taking Cameron's knot.

The kiss continued, not picking up any more heat or passion, but staying a slow, gentle thing that kept them close. Cameron felt the fox tense for a second when he popped the lid on the lube open, but a quick swipe of his tongue across the fox's lips made him relax again.

Justin lay on his back, eyes closed, and both paws drawn up to his chest. He felt his arousal start to edge out the anxiety he was feeling. He'd only ever kissed one other boy before this weekend, and it hadn't been all that exciting. Now he was beginning to love it. Something cool and slick slid down between his legs, and before he had a chance to tense up or worry, it pressed against his tailhole and into his passage.

Cameron curled his finger up inside the fox, pressing against his inner walls until he felt the smaller boy moan into his muzzle. He pushed farther in, feeling barely any resistance. 'Maybe this kid will be okay taking me after all,' he thought as he pressed a second finger inside to join the first.

Troy crawled onto the bed and pressed against Justin's other side, his jokes and teasing set aside so that his brother would be more at ease. "Here, this might help, too." He grabbed one of the pillows and nudged at his brother's hips until the fox got the message and lifted up off the bed. He stuffed the pillow under the fox's butt, helping to elevate it and give Cameron better access.

The doberman growled playfully into the kiss and slid a third into the fox. His fingers were a bit thicker than Troy's, and Justin broke their kiss to suck in a breath at the feeling of being stretched. "Doing alright?"

Justin let out a shaky breath and nodded. "I think so?" he said, though it sounded like a question. It didn't sting like it had when Troy had fingered him last night, but the doberman's fingers were finding spots in him that Troy hadn't, though, perhaps his body hadn't known how to categorize the feeling last night.

"Don't worry. This stuff should help numb and relax you. It's not perfect, and it might still sting, but you took me without basically any issue without it," Troy said, stroking his brother's white-furred chest as he spoke.

The younger fox nodded and turned to face his older brother, intending to say something when he felt lips against his again. He sighed happily into his brother's muzzle, forgetting his words, and just enjoyed the feeling.

Cameron watched the two brothers make out while he slid his fingers back and forth along the kid's passage. His cock was hard and pressed against the fox's thigh, and he was eager to just squeeze between Justin's legs and start pounding into him. He was patient, though, and slipped another finger into the fox's hole, hearing him whimper from being stretched.

Troy's tongue pressed against Justin's lips and slid inside, deepening their intimate kiss. He dragged claws down his brother's chest until he felt the kid's erection poke his wrist. Troy wasted no time in curling his finger's around Justin's length, pumping it with slow, deliberate motions.

Justin arched up into his brother's paw, tailhole clenching down on the four fingers inside him. It wasn't uncomfortable like it had been last night, and he wasn't certain if it was the numbing quality of the lube, or if he'd just gotten used to it. It had to be the former, because he didn't think that one time was enough to really loosen him much. He hadn't realized that he'd gotten hard from the attention, though, so when his brother's paw suddenly was stroking his shaft, it made everything feel that much better.

"I always found being on my back to be easier," Cameron said softly, nosing into Justin's neck as he fingered the smaller fox. "Been with a few guys who preferred it. Said it hit them in a lot better ways, and let them enjoy sex more."

Justin couldn't respond with his brother's tongue in his muzzle, but he made a muffled groan of agreement, trying to spread his legs further for the doberman.

The next ten minutes went by without anything else being said. Cameron and Troy took turns making out with the young fox while the older fox stroked his cock, and the doberman stretched him out with his fingers. Cameron had to assume the lube was doing its job, because even the tips of his fingers, now soaked in the stuff, were starting to feel a bit numb themselves.

Justin felt as if he could drift off into... well, not sleep. He was wide awake, and had paws and muzzles all over him. But he felt as if he could just drift off into a sort of wakeful coma. He felt so relaxed and peaceful, and the pleasure he was getting from the pair of older canines made him feel all warm and fuzzy inside. There was no pain this time, and Cameron kept rubbing against what Justin could only assume was his prostate. Each time the dog pressed on it, his cock would flex and dribble out more pre onto his brother's fingers.

Cameron ground his hips against Justin's leg, his shaft hard and slick with pre that he was drooling onto the fox's thigh. He figured he'd stretched the fox enough and was ready to try taking the fox. It was going be tough to be gentle when his mind and instincts were begging him to just claim the fox with a good, hard mating, but he didn't want to hurt Justin.

The doberman pulled his fingers free from the fox's hole as he sat up. A thick line of pre connected the tip of his cock to Justin's thigh, and it snapped as the dog moved around between the fox's legs. He gripped the base of his cock, right behind his half-swollen knot, and used his other paw to drizzle lube across his flesh.

Justin let out a soft, anxious whine into Troy's muzzle. He knew what was coming, and even though it had been easier to take those fingers than it had been last night, he was still worried he would let the doberman down. The paw on his cock vanished and it pressed against his cheek. It was damp with pre, and he could feel it smear into his fur, but the touch was still gentle and reassuring as Troy stroked his cheek.

"You're going to be fine," Troy said as he broke the kiss, resting his cheek against Justin's. "Just think how hot it's going to be to have that big, sexy doberman plowing you."

Justin's eyes opened a fraction and he stared at his older brother, seeing his sly grin. He couldn't help but smile in response. "Y-yeah..."

Cameron pressed the tapered tip of his cock to Justin's hole and leaned his weight forward, watching as the fox's muscle spread open around him. It was agonizingly slow as he watched the puckered flesh spread enough for the head of his cock to make it through. Then one inch. Then two. Then three. Cameron grit his teeth and watched Justin's expression, looking for any signal that he should stop, but the fox just shuddered and stayed limp beneath him.

Justin felt that thick, canine cock spear into him, and it surprised him. Even with the numbing sensation from the lube, he'd felt the fingers stretch him, and press into him, but it had been like trying to feel things with an oven mitt on. He was aware of the sensation, but it was a distant, muted thing. Cameron's length was much the same way, but more intense and powerful.

Cameron's hips continued grinding forward, inch after inch sinking into the fox until the ridge of his knot was pressed against the fox's entrance. Cameron wanted to buck forward and feel the fox's tight passage clamp down on him, but he took a deep breath to steady his nerves. "How're you holding up?" he asked, more to distract himself than to check on Justin.

The small fox nodded his head twice and nuzzled into Troy's paw. "It's... a lot. A lot to handle."

"Well, I've got everything in you but the knot. You took it all in one go," Cameron said, pressing forward just a bit to watch his knot grind against that tight entrance. He flexed his cock just to gauge the fox's reaction.

Justin's muzzle parted with a soft gasp, paws balling into fists on his upper chest. "R-really?" He could certainly feel something inside him, deeper than the fingers and lube had gotten, though it hadn't occurred to him that Cameron had slid that far in yet.

Troy snickered. "Guess that lube worked better for you than it did for me," he said. "I'm not jealous. Not at all. Jerk." He finished off that sentiment by kissing his brother's forehead.

Cameron pulled back, trying not to drool openly as he saw his cock slide free from the fox. When he didn't hear any discouraging noises from his partner, he pushed back in, mesmerized by how that tight ring seemed to stretch to accommodate his length. "I don't know how you didn't absolutely wreck this ass last night," he said to Troy.

Troy laughed and trailed his paw back down to Justin's cock, finding it still hard and dripping. "It was definitely a challenge. I'll make sure to hump him every night that I can. Get him nice and used to it so you can go all out."

Justin squirmed beneath his brother's paw, and the words he was saying. He'd wondered if their relationship would change after this, and if Troy would want to fool around without Cameron around, but it seemed that things would certainly be more interesting at home. He looked forward to it already.

The doberman huffed out a breath and pulled out halfway before sinking back in. Justin mewled cutely and squeezed down on his cock, and the dobie's hips involuntarily jerked back an inch before driving in. "Damn. Why can't I have a little brother to just hump whenever I want?"

Troy smirked and angled his brother's cock towards the dobie's stomach, giving it a couple playful smacks. "You poor thing. I guess you'll just have to borrow mine from time to time."

Justin whined and arched his back as his brother toyed with him. Every sensation felt amplified, much like it had last night. There was something about having someone's cock shoved into him that made his nerves fire off random signals of alarm. It felt good, but in a way he couldn't quite describe or make sense of. He could feel his brother's paws on him, stroking him, squeezing him, and it felt so much better than it usually did.

Cameron watched the young fox squirm beneath him as he began thrusting in and out. He started slow, but it was hard not to pick up speed whenever more of those adorable noises spilled from Justin's muzzle. "You seem a lot more sensitive to this than some of the guys I've been with," he told the small fox.

Justin barely could open his eyes as he looked up at the doberman. He could see the dog thrusting, and could feel every sensation under his tail. Despite the stretching and numbing lube, he could already tell he was going to be sore after this. "How... how do you mean?"

The doberman grabbed both of Justin's legs and pulled them up for a better angle, thrusting in harder than he had just to draw out a whine of mixed emotions from the fox. He held himself there and let the fox catch his breath. "Well, tell me what you're feeling. Physically, that is."

The young fox had to take a couple seconds to center himself. "Oh, holy... I mean. My fur feels like someone is rubbing it the wrong way. My whole body tingles all over," he said, nearly overwhelmed by the sensations he was feeling, which was good, as it curbed any embarrassment he had about talking about things. "My um, my-"

"Ass?" Troy supplied, grinning at his little brother.

Justin just nodded, though he didn't say it. "It's... kind of sore. But I don't want to stop!" he added quickly, worried that Cameron would be too cautious with him.

Cameron's cock throbbed at the fox's words. It felt pretty good for someone to ask him to keep going, especially someone so cute. "Here, more lube can help with that." He picked up the bottle and withdrew until the tip of his cock popped free.

Justin whined pitifully as he felt a sudden void where the dog's cock had been only seconds before. Three fingers pressed into him, more of that cool gel spreading along inside. It didn't hurt much, and he was able to relax. "Are you going to um, you know... knot me?"

The doberman didn't think he could ever get off from words alone, though if any could have done it, those were the ones. He looked down at Justin with a hunger that he didn't often feel, and he dropped the bottle of lube to the side as he pressed himself back in, not stopping until his knot was grinding against the fox's hole. Justin squirmed and whimpered beneath him, and it made the doberman shudder with excitement. "I can. Do you want me to? This lube isn't magic; it will hurt."

Justin took one deep breath, then another. His mind went over it and he hesitated only a moment more before nodding. "Please."

Cameron drew in a breath and huffed, his nub of a tail wagging like crazy. "I'm going to start going harder. If it becomes too much, you will tell me." It wasn't a request, but a command. If the small fox was going to be too sore even before tying, then it might be far too painful if he did, and he didn't want to hurt Justin more than he had to.

"Okay," Justin whispered, nodding his consent.

Troy had scooted down the bed and was resting his head on Justin's stomach. He stayed quiet as the others talked and busied himself with pawing along his brother's cock. 'Bigger dick, and can take bigger dicks without as much of an issue. So unfair,' he thought. He stuck his tongue out and dragged it across the leaky tip of the member right in front of his muzzle.

Cameron had poured some more lube over his shaft before he started humping the fox again, and he picked up speed with each thrust. The moment he tied with the fox, he knew it would be all over and, as much as he wanted to draw things out, he didn't want to wear him out too much.

Justin's arms fell off his chest, both at his sides and gripping the sheets beneath him. With his legs held up and out of the way, the dobie's length was plowing into him at a different angle than before. It wasn't quite as pleasurable as before, but it also rubbed him in a way that wasn't quite as tender, which he was grateful for. Despite his earlier confidence in being able to take the dobie's knot, it terrified him. He had felt how big it was in his paws, and could feel it battering at his tailhole now, and it intimidated him. He had to have it.

Cameron watched Justin's face as he pistoned his shaft through the tight passage. It gripped him like a vice, and he was eager to feel that sensation around his engorged knot. Tugging it in and out of Troy felt amazing, but there was something about mounting a guy who was too tight for that rough treatment that felt equally euphoric. Knowing that you two were stuck together until it went down enough, feeling them quiver and struggle with the size of it.

The dog growled and closed his eyes, focusing on his thrusts as he began pulling Justin's body against his own. His balls clapped audibly against the base of the fox's tail, strings of pre connecting the pair and making a mess of their pelts. He checked on Justin's face often, though, looking for any sign that he should stop.

He saw Justin's head roll to one side, mouth agape as muted whimpers spilled forth. He'd roll his head back the other way, gritting his teeth and panting through his nose. Sometimes a particularly hard thrust would make Justin's bottom lip quiver, his face contorting into an odd mix of concern and need. He never called for Cameron to stop, though.

Troy was cradling his brother's knot with one paw, keeping the tip angled towards his muzzle so he could lick and kiss it. His other arm was mostly under his body, but he'd managed to start jerking at his own cock, relishing in all the noises the pair were making. He and Cameron didn't often have a third to play with, so it had been quite some time since he got to see the doberman take someone else. The fact that it was his brother made it that much hotter.

Justin felt his resolve beginning to crumble as Cameron fucked him harder and harder. Unlike Troy, his movements remained smooth and even, but they gained power. He felt as if he'd endured this treatment for hours, and his body was worn out. His tailhole ached from being stretched so wide, and he wanted so badly for the dog to just knot him already. If it went on too much longer, he was worried he would have to tap out, which was the absolute last thing he wanted.

Cameron had his teeth bared in a silent snarl as he drove his rod through the fox's tunnel. He normally could continue this pace for twice as long if needed, but watching Troy practically make out with Justin's cock was quite a sight, and all the noises Justin was making were making his blood boil. Some guys would whimper and whine, but it was an act. Not a false one, since they were having fun and enjoying themselves, but Justin's were completely genuine and unrestrained.

The small fox felt a familiar feeling start spreading through his loins. With his mind as hazy from the pleasure and pain he was receiving, it took him a second to realize what it was. His eyes flew open and he sucked in a breath. If he came, all those sensations would double and he'd be overwhelmed. "T-Troy! Wait!" he cried out, chest heaving as he tried to hold back.

Cameron saw Justin's eyes open, and he paused only briefly before he realized what had caused that reaction. He redoubled his efforts and began hammering into the fox with wild abandon. He was trying in earnest now to bury that knot into the small fox, and each thrust opened him just a bit wider.

Troy, for his part, only began beating at his own cock even faster. His lips teased across the tip of Justin's cock, tongue flicking out to taste the pre that was spraying against his fur, leaving it a damp mess.

Justin whined and arched his back as he felt his orgasm win out over his self-control. One of his paws shot to the back of Troy's head, fingers tangling in his hair and trying to hold him still. The cock inside him felt enormous, and his senses were burning. When his climax finally hit, he threw his head back into the pillows and barked loudly as the floodgates opened.

Cameron felt the entrance he was banging on give way just enough to one of his thrusts, and his knot squeezed through a hole that was a size too small for it right before it clamped down harder than before. The dobie gasped as his knot locked the pair of them together, and he shook all over, orgasm riding on the coattails of Justin's.

Cum sprayed from the tip of Justin's cock, splashing messily against Troy's waiting maw. He groaned happily as he held his brother's cock in place, letting it paint his face and neck. His paw squeezed and tugged at the thick knot, and he could dimly hear his brother's whimpers from above, but he ignored them.

The doberman's thrusts had come to a complete halt after his knot broke through to tie him with the small fox. His balls drew up close to his body and he imagined he could see his cock twitching through the fox's pelvis. He could only stay still, eyes half-lidded as he pumped the fox full of his seed. He also got a good show of Troy's face being absolutely drenched by his brother's cum.

Troy's hips jerked as he continued jerking his cock, finally squeezing down on his knot to send himself over the edge as well. He'd been keeping himself on the edge while the pair went at it, and facials always turned him on. Getting off while his brother shot all over his face felt amazing, and he heard a few ropes of cum splatter against the sheets they were laying on top of.

Justin, for his part, almost blacked out from forgetting to breathe. His orgasm hit and he had a scary thought that he might strain his dick from it throbbing so hard. When he felt the dog's knot suddenly press into him, his vision went fuzzy and he saw stars. His confidence would cost him later, but for now, his passage just clamped down on the thick intruder as his orgasm tore through him.

The young fox had arched his back so that only his shoulders and butt were still touching the bed and pillow underneath, and his cock pulsed repeatedly, almost painfully. Each contraction made his tailhole squeeze down on the dobie's knot, and he could hear its own gasping and growling above.

Cameron's eyes drifted shut as his orgasm finally began to ebb. The first time he'd tied with Troy had felt like this, and the tightness around his knot made him quiver and long to bury it deeper. He couldn't move, though. He felt drained, and Justin was so tight that he didn't think he'd actually be able to move in either direction if he tried. "How..." Cameron began, trying to form a coherent thought. "How you- how are you?"

Justin's own climax had slowed to a trickle, the last of his cum drooling out against Troy's tongue. "Hah. Hah. I... I can't," was all Justin could say, his head rolling from side to side as he tried to relax. The dog's knot felt monstrous, and he could feel it thumping under his tail.

The dog tilted his own head to one side, tongue practically lolling out of his muzzle. "Can't what? You okay?"

Justin was panting through his nose, occasionally hissing through his teeth. "Y-yeah... it... it hurts. I'm okay."

Troy's face was a sticky mess of fox seed. He was grinning happily as he slowly crawled back up along the bed, unable to open either of his eyes for fear of getting cum in them. "That was awesome," he said, leaning in and pressing his muzzle and forehead against Justin's.

"Oh, god, Troy... why would you do that?" Justin complained, laughing as he felt cum suddenly smear into his cheek, neck, and muzzle. It helped distract him from the discomfort of being tied to the doberman, which was appreciated.

Cameron snickered as he watched the two brothers, certain that he was still oozing cum into the smaller fox. "You said it hurts. You sure you're doing alright?"

Justin nodded weakly, lifting a paw to wave away the concern before going limp. "Y-yeah. It hurts. A lot. But not like... an unbearable hurt or anything. I just need a bit."

The doberman wanted nothing more than to collapse to the bed beside the fox and cuddle up behind him until his knot shrank. "Just let me know when I can move. We'll probably be stuck like this for at least ten to fifteen minutes and my thighs are aching."

"Yeah, I'll tell you," Justin said, opening one eye and looking up at the dobie. He lifted his paw from the bed, holding it out, and smiled when Cameron took it and squeezed.

Three or four minutes passed before Justin said that Cameron could move. The big dog carefully turned the fox on his side and sidled up behind him, spooning him from behind. Troy was pressed against Justin's front, face and muzzle still sticky and covered in cum. No doubt he'd have to be the first in the shower. The three just lay there, panting, exhausted, and satisfied with the events of the day so far.

Justin didn't quite doze off to sleep, but he drifted on the edge of consciousness, still acutely aware of every physical sensation around him. Troy was holding one of his paws, muzzle tucked up under his own. The large member inside him occasionally throbbed which made his body shudder. Cameron was running a paw down his side, petting him affectionately. Honestly, the knot inside him was a dull ache at this point, but the paw touching his side felt incredibly sensitive, and he didn't know why.

"I think," Troy said, carefully pulling free from Justin, some of his fur sticking to his brother's from the cum that had smeared between them. "I think I should probably go get cleaned up. I'm sure I can stumble my way to the bathroom," he said with a laugh. He couldn't open his eyes, and had to carefully stand up from the bed and edge around the frame until he got to the door.

Cameron snickered and nosed the back of Justin's head. "I once fell asleep after giving him head. Woke up hours later with my face all matted and my mouth glued shut. It was... not a pleasant experience."

Justin laughed and leaned his head back against Cameron's. He lifted a paw to find the one on his side and used it to pull the dog's arm around him, squeezing it to his chest. "I'll keep that in mind."

"Still doing alright?" Cameron asked, giving his cock an experimental tug to try and judge if it had softened at all.

The fox whined and squirmed at the feeling. "I think... I think I might have been too confident. But it was amazing. I'm glad I did it."

The doberman considered the response for a moment before just nodding and holding the fox against him. "It was pretty great, not gonna lie. And just think! It'll only get easier."

Justin nodded and smiled as his response, even though the dog couldn't see it.

It took nearly twenty minutes before the dobie's knot slid free, and he had to support Justin the entire way to the shower, his legs just barely more functional than the fox's. The warm water felt excellent on their tired bodies, and after all the washing, scrubbing, and cleaning, it was nearly two.

Cameron had balled up the dirty sheet and tossed it in the hamper so they could lay back down on the bed. Justin was in the middle again, sandwiched between his older brother and the dobie. Troy had set an alarm for four before putting on some relaxing, wordless music.

They lay there, limbs tangled together, tired and happy. They didn't get much of a nap, but talked quietly about their experiences with everything over the past twenty-four hours. There was some light touching, some kissing, and a few jokes from Troy about everything.

"School is going to be really fun and horrible this week," Justin mumbled after they'd been laying there for an hour or so.

"Why's that?" Troy asked, running his nose along his brother's ears.

"Cause I'm going to be thinking about this all week, and I can't tell anyone what happened," Justin said with a giggle.

Cameron snorted and rested his muzzle atop Troy's. "Just leave your brother out of it. They don't need to know he was the one that punched your v-card," the dog teased.

Justin started chuckling at the thought of telling others that. "Yeah, but I'll think about it, and then I'll start laughing, and then they'll look at me weird."

"Hey, I'm sure some of them look at you weird all the time," Troy said, kissing the back of Justin's head.

"Mm, shut up," Justin said, smiling at his older brother's antics. "But hey, I've only got five more days of classes until we're out for a week."

"Oh?" Cameron asked, his floppy ears half-standing at attention. "Spring break?"

"Spring break!" Justin confirmed.

"And mom is going to be back out of town that week," Troy mused, pulling his head back to look at Cameron over his brother's head.

"Mmhmm, you did mention that," the dobie said, lips turning up at the corners.

Justin tilted his head back so he could look up at the pair of older canines. "Does that mean we can do something over break? I know you two have to work, but..."

"Oh, I'm sure we'll be able to find some time to... squeeze things in," Cameron said with a grin, his sheath already starting to fill out at the thought.