Date: Fri, 24 Jun 2011 13:42:18 -0400 (EDT)
From: wdr1066@aol.com
Subject: Summer Party (gay,sci-fi)

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.