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Dave and Ping Pong eyed where Edward was chewing out Lazlo for some unknown reason. It could have been literally anything that he was upset about, even just Lazlo breathing. They started walking in unison, heading closer as Lazlo was watching Edward so mindlessly with a smile on his face. Immediately, his attention jumped to the two loons getting closer and he grinned big and waved. It stopped Edward, begrudgingly, with a huff, and he crossed his arms to look at whoever was interrupting his rant.
“You dweebs? Whaddya want?” Edward snapped, glaring hard for how high up he had to look to make eye contact with either Dave or Ping Pong.
“Come on, don't be so mean, Ed! They wanna say hi!” Lazlo giggled, shimmying his shoulders.
“Actually, we were wanting to show you both something cool.” Dave said, looking at his brother.
“Yeah, it's super cool. It's out in the forest.” Ping Pong confirmed, gesturing at wing towards the woods away from camp.
“I like cool things in the forest!” Lazlo cheered, hopping onto Dave's back excitedly.
Edward sighed, rolling his eyes and shrugging his shoulders. What the hell else did he have to do? Maybe it was a dead body or something. “Fine.” He fell into step beside Ping Pong, who smiled big at him.
They walked deep into the forest for a good while before Edward found it was time to complain again. “Where is this cool thing? I wanna see a dead body.” He stopped walking now, putting his foot down.
Dave and Ping Pong shared a glance with each other. Lazlo had hopped off Dave and started swinging along the low branches of the trees above them. He hung down right above Dave and Ping Pong's heads. “A dead body? I kinda hope it's not a dead body.”
“It's not.” Dave assured, looking up at the monkey dangling from the branches.
“Why did I even come out here then?” Edward said gruffly, mostly asking himself the question before Ping Pong grabbed his wrists. Edward stopped and blinked, staring up at the loon in shock. “What are you-”
“Don't worry so much.” Ping Pong said before leaning down and kissing Edward, keeping a firm enough grip on the platypus.
Lazlo gasped and swooned, “How cute!” He looked back down at Dave, who reached his arms up. Lazlo jumped down from the tree and right into his arms, “Thanks.” He said, smiling big, then kissed Dave, “Is this why we came out here?” He asked genuinely, but Dave just nodded and went back to kissing the spider monkey. Lazlo didn't mind at all. It was a thrilling surprise.
He wrapped his thin, fuzzy arms around Dave's long neck and melted into his feathers. Lazlo could get lost in admiring how soft Dave was, petting him as they kissed.
Edward pulled back from their makeout and looked up at Ping Pong, then to where Dave and Lazlo were really getting heated in their kiss. “You're both crazy.” Edward said, making a face at his partner.
“Crazy?” Ping Pong echoed, “You could leave if you wanted.” He shrugged, but still held tightly to Edward’s arms.
“Shut up.” Edward scoffed, grabbing him by the scruff of his uniform and yanking him back down into their kiss. Edward pulled at him almost desperately, getting Ping Pong to lift him up from the ground and move them closer to where Dave and Lazlo were.
Ping Pong pushed Edward's back up against Lazlo's as they lowered to kneel on the ground. Now it was far easier to hear the soft moans and wet kissing sounds from Dave and Lazlo directly behind them. They were getting into it quickly, Dave’s hands up Lazlo's shirt, feeling the soft fur, while their tongues intertwined.
It was hard for Edward and Ping Pong not to let the movement and the intimacy affect their own interactions. Ping Pong pushed Edward's shirt up over his head and let it get lost somewhere beside them, then ran his hands down the front of Edward's body. Edward gripped hard at the other's shirt and demanded it be removed as well, tearing it off with ferocity and throwing it away.
Dave peeked at the other two behind Lazlo and smirked, admiring his brother without the shirt, but returning his focus to Lazlo for now. It was their turn to remove clothes and Lazlo was more than happy to get out of all of his clothes as fast as possible. He kicked off every article and happily let the forest breeze blow through his fur.
“Excited?” Dave asked with a laugh.
“Obviously! But I also love being naked. It's the way mother nature intended.” Lazlo grinned.
Dave immediately reached between Lazlo's legs and started stroking his half hard erection, making the spider monkey croon and arch up into the hand touching him. “If I could be naked all the time, I would…” Lazlo added breathlessly.
Dave admired his fur and the orange and red hues reflected in the sun, tracing along Lazlo's chest while he continued playing with the hardening length between his thighs.
“Aren't you gonna get out of your clothes?” Lazlo said, reaching forward and trying to push up Dave's shirt.
“Yeah, Dave. Aren't you gonna get out of your clothes?” Ping Pong jeered, smirking at his brother.
“Okay, okay.” Dave gave in, reluctantly prying his hands away from the warm body in front of him to peel off his clothes. Ping Pong hooped and hollered, making a scene of it, and making Dave blush hard. “Stop it.” He huffed, playfully glaring at his brother who just smiled in return.
“Hey, idiot.” Edward spoke up, getting back Ping Pong's attention, “Were we not doing something here?” He gestured between the two of them and Ping Pong rolled his eyes with a smirk.
“Yeah, we are. Live a little, enjoy yourself.”
Edward pouted, putting both hands out in disbelief, “I thought that's what we were doing.”
Ping Pong got close to him again and wrapped both arms around Edward's middle, kissing down his neck and chest, “Feeling ignored?” He said softly.
“Obviously, you're over there ogling your brother and forgetting about me.” Edward complained, but he did wrap himself around Ping Pong again and hold on tightly, nuzzling into his soft feathers and enjoying the attention.
“Forget about you? Nah.” Ping Pong replied firmly and Edward left it at that, moving on and getting back into the excitement. With his back pressed against Lazlo's he could feel them grinding against each other and hear their breathy moans. It made him shudder and his fur fluff up with excitement. Edward wrapped his legs around Ping Pong's waist and leaned into his shoulder, biting lightly at the feathered flesh.
Dave leaned his long neck forward and nuzzled his face against Ping Pong's, getting his attention to lock him in a kiss while Lazlo and Edward were distracted by their lustful actions.
When they pulled back, Ping Pong reached a hand up to put his fingers into Dave's mouth, still keeping the other hand on Edward. He pushed them in against his tongue to silently encourage him to get the fingers wet. Dave did exactly that, dutifully licking and sucking at the fingers until they were wet and sticky with his saliva. Then Ping Pong winked at him and pulled them away before returning to Edward. “Spread your legs.” He said, making Edward blush, but the platypus did not argue at all. Ping Pong showed off his wet fingers before dipping his hand between Edward’s legs and probing lightly at his entrance.
Dave looked back to Lazlo, who'd looked up and been watching the scene above him with wide, excited eyes. “Lemme do that to your fingers.” Lazlo said, giddy, immediately gripping at Dave's wrist and taking three fingers into his mouth. He sucked at him, bobbing his head on them and dragging his tongue along them like his life depended on it. Dave watched every second of the enthusiastic display, aching between his legs from all the stimulation. He could hear the crackling whimpers from Edward just a foot away as Ping Pong thrust his fingers into the platypus’ body. It was all overwhelmingly hot.
When Lazlo finally decided he'd had enough and pulled off Dave's fingers, he pushed Dave's hand down and maneuvered him to push up against his entrance. Dave immediately joined in the movement and pressed up against the tight ring of muscle with two fingers. Lazlo spread himself open wider, holding his legs while Dave worked One finger into Lazlo's body.
“Ohh, yeah, that feels good,” Lazlo whined, wiggling back against Edward. They were both using the other as a backrest at this point, keeping one another from falling flat onto the ground.
“Lazlo, stop squirming so much. I'm gonna fall.” Edward said breathlessly, panting hard. Ping Pong was already up to three fingers, thrusting them in and out, curling them up against the sweet bundle of nerves that made Edward whimper.
Ping Pong laughed, finally pulling out the fingers. He put both hands in the grass beneath them and leaned forward to capture Edward in another, much more heated kiss. He was just as worked up as the rest of them, antsy for friction. Ping Pong crawled closer, scooting Edward into his lap, fur against feathers. He pushed his length up against Edward's entrance and moved his hips forward, enough to tease, but not to breach him yet. Edward gripped at Ping Pong tightly, encouraging him with light tugging and soft moans until the loon finally got the head of his dick past the muscle. The platypus groaned weakly, hanging his head and pressing his forehead to Ping Pong's chest.
Lazlo rocked his hips, quick to move Dave along with the process of stretching him. He was too excited for his own good and wanted so badly to be having sex right now. “Daaaave,” He whined, “Come on, I want you inside me.” Lazlo begged, looking up at Dave with a sweet face and a playful pout.
“Are you sure you're ready?” Dave replied tentatively, hesitant to take his fingers out, but Lazlo was giddy and apparently very assured.
“Yes, yes, so ready! Pretty please!” Lazlo folded his hands together and fluttered his eyelashes, making Dave sigh and, rather easily, give in.
Dave took the fingers out and replaced them with his own length, lining himself up. Lazlo was already trying to push himself closer and grind up against him, so Dave had to hold him steady. “You can't move so much or this will be really difficult.”
Dave looked up at Ping Pong as well, meeting eyes with his brother. Ping Pong was only just now balls deep into Edward and had yet to start moving, so the timing couldn't be better. “I'll wait for you.” Ping Pong said, getting a discontented noise from Edward, who really had no choice but to wait as well.
Taking Lazlo's thigh in one hand and his painfully hard length in the other, Dave pushed himself up against the tightness between Lazlo's legs. Lazlo moaned, staying as relaxed as he could, letting himself go limp back against Edward's tense body.
Ping Pong kept his captive entertained in the meantime by ever so slightly rolling his hips, not enough for satisfaction, but enough to make Edward more fussy and excited. He just had to keep him entertained long enough for Dave to get situated, so they didn't have to hear him start to complain. That wouldn't be fun for anyone, well, maybe it would be fun for Lazlo.
Dave got his length half way in and Lazlo was already wrapping his legs and arms around the loons body, tugging him closer with ease. The quick friction startled a sound from both of them, but Dave couldn't deny he wanted to keep pushing it. If Lazlo was okay, then he was too. In a blink, their hips were flush together and Lazlo was leaning his head back on Edward's shoulder, gasping in delight.
“Please actually move now,” Edward said softly, glancing to the side at Lazlo's head, but he didn't have the energy or focus to fight him off and just let it happen. Ping Pong was given a weak, clearly shaken up nod from Dave to agree that he could continue before he started moving. It was almost a little too obvious that Dave wasn't used to being on top. Ping Pong wondered if Lazlo could tell, too.
Slowly pulling his hips back, Ping Pong thrust back in quickly, holding strongly to Edward's hips to keep him in place. Edward arched up towards the loon, crying out shakily and squeezing his thighs tightly around Ping Pong's middle. He cursed, put one hand to his forehead as the thrust continued.
“Edward, you sound hot.” Lazlo purred beside his face, nuzzling against the platypus’ neck.
“Lazlo…please…” Edward tried to say something degrading, but he was far from in a state to speak much at all.
Dave smirked, leaning in closer to Lazlo, “You do too.” He whispered, nuzzling at Lazlo's neck before starting to move his hips. They got into a rhythm with Ping Pong and Edward that just felt right. It was an unspoken connection between the two brothers, with one look they easily agreed to work in sync.
Lazlo and Edward's moans matched up as well, sounding so good with each other.
Dave and Ping Pong leaned forward over top of Lazlo and Edward, keeping up their thrusts as they touched their foreheads together and nuzzled against one another. Ping Pong nibbled at Dave's long neck, moving up slowly until he was at his mouth to kiss him. He pushed his tongue deep into Dave's mouth, tilting his head to the side to get the best angle and make Dave moan excitedly. Their hot breath mixed together as they panted from exertion, small sounds of delight escaping into each other's mouths.
Edward gripped tightly to Ping Pong's body, needing something sturdy to hold on to. It wasn't everyday he was surprised with a foursome in the woods. Now it was his turn to lean his head back onto Lazlo's shoulder, breathing hard, trying to maintain at least some composure despite how good it felt. From here, he could see the loons making out feverishly, but Edward's focus was lacking.
Lazlo turned his head to the side and kissed Edward's face, making the platypus look at him sharply. “What are you doing?” He said, voice hoarse and gentle between his rapid breathing.
“Kissing you.” Lazlo replied, eyes half lidded, nudging Edward's head softly.
Edward just groaned, but didn't deny Lazlo this, he just let it happen and leaned his head a bit to the side to give the spider monkey more room. It felt nice at least, so who was he to deny it? “Live a little”, or whatever Ping Pong had said to him earlier.
Where was the time to fight with Lazlo anyway? He was far too busy getting fucked to even think about arguing. The pleasure was too good. Edward was overcome with lust, and as much as he hated to admit it, having Lazlo moaning excitedly right beside him was even more enticing. It pushed him closer and closer to the edge with every thrust and sound. He even admired that Dave and Ping Pong were so diligently still kissing like their lives depended on it.
Dave had to be the first to break up the kiss though, losing his breath in all the chaos. He was so enraptured, he hadn't even noticed how close he was getting to orgasm. He hunched over Lazlo, gripping at his thin hip with one hand and wrapping his other hand around Lazlo's cock to stroke at it while he thrusted.
It wasn't but a few more moments before Dave was spilling himself inside Lazlo's body, hips twitching. The warmth and thrill sent Lazlo right over the edge himself, squeezing around Dave's length. They were both panting and recovering just as Edward found their same fate, leaning back his full weight against Lazlo's body while Ping Pong continued to thrust throughout his orgasm. The muscle contractions pulled Ping Pong over and he painted Edward's inside white.
There was a calm ease as the foursome breathed, appreciating the pleasure and the aftermath of it all before separating. Dave and Ping Pong pulled out of their partners, but didn't stand up. Edward and Lazlo both shifted, about to find their clothes, but they both stopped to look at the loons. Dave and Ping Pong at one another for a quiet few seconds before Ping Pong leapt onto him, pulling him into a passionate kiss as they pulled in the grass and dirt.
“Aww, isn't that cute?” Lazlo said, still a little out of breath.
“Uh, I guess?” Edward agreed partly, thinking about his own brothers.
Lazlo touched Edward's arm and stroked down his fur, scooting closer to the platypus. He wrapped one arm around Edward's middle while still petting him, “Can't let them have all the fun.”
Edward sent Lazlo a glare, but looked over to the very enthusiastic display taking place in front of them and decided he wasn't going to cause a scene and ruin the energy. He sighed and rolled his eyes, letting Lazlo get closer before they too were lip locked.
Ping Pong pressed himself flat against Dave's body, rubbing their half hard, slick cocks together. They were both sensitive to the touch, but so eager to be with one another. Dave wrapped his arms around his brother's long neck and parted from their kiss, taking his time to nibble and suckle along his jaw and neck where he could reach.
It was always nice to enjoy other people, but to fall back into that sweet comfort of his brother just couldn't be matched by anyone else he was ever with. Dave never felt safer or sexier with anyone than Ping Pong. He knew all the best places to touch and the right things to say.
“You were really out of your element back there.” Ping Pong teased, sliding his hands down Dave's sides.
“Hey, I did just fine.” Dave pouted, leaving a few harder bites just to nail in his point.
“Yeah, I guess it wasn't too bad.” Ping Pong shrugged, sitting up to tracing his fingers along Dave's thighs and up his stomach. “This is a better place for you though, I think.”
Dave blushed, clicking his tongue, but he didn't deny it. He liked when Ping Pong would fuck him, it was the best time. He reached forward to get some sort of grasp on his brother from where he was laying. Ping Pong had tucked himself between Dave's legs, perfectly placed for their next activity.
“Did you get yourself ready before this?” Ping Pong asked.
Dave shyly nodded, biting at his inner cheek. He was already so hard again.
Ping Pong squinted while nodding, “I should check, just in case you're lying.” He then put two fingers into his own mouth and got them nice and wet before pushing his brother's legs open further and pressing the fingers up against his entrance. They slipped in with relative ease and Dave chirped in delight, tightening around the intrusion.
“I guess you were telling the truth.” Ping Pong said, thrusting his fingers slowly and curling them just right to caress Dave's prostate. He would save the more aggressive treatment for when he pushed his dick inside him.
“Please… Will you fuck me already?” Dave begged, giving Ping Pong a sweet look of desperation.
“You're already begging?” He replied.
“I've been thinking about it since this morning!” Dave admitted, looking away in shame, but Ping Pong just kissed him again and pressed their bodies back together. He pulled Dave's hips closer and rubbed the head of his dick up against the entrance, slowly tracing it up and down to continue the teasing. Ping Pong pressed into it, slowly adding more and more pressure until the slickness easily helped it slip inside. Dave whined and wrapped his legs around Ping Pong's waist, melting into his feathers. He wasn't even half way in and it already felt so incredible. The wetness from Edward's body and Ping Pong's cum really helped the smoothness.
Inching forward, Ping Pong made sure to keep Dave stimulated, whispering to him, kissing him, biting at him, and petting him. He wanted him to be putty in his hands and that was exactly what he was getting. The moment he was fully sheathed, Dave was groaning, head leaned back, and out of breath.
Ping Pong pulled his hips back really slowly, then snapped them back quickly, making Dave moan loudly and grip tightly into his feathers with his nails. It got Lazlo and Edward's attention from their heavy petting, making them both look over and watch with interest as Ping Pong kept up his quick and exact thrusts.
“I want what he's having.” Lazlo said with a grin, smiling at Edward.
Edward actually smirked and let out a small laugh, glancing to where Lazlo sat beside him, “Okay, yeah.”
Ping Pong turned Dave onto his side, lifting his leg up to his shoulder to get a better angle to thrust into the place that made Dave moan and tremble. It had Dave crumbling, barely able to hold himself up, glad he was able to lay on the ground and that Ping Pong had a good hold of his leg. He even reached down between his own legs to stroke at his length and rub at the tip with his shaky hands.
They kept going for quite some time, getting to the point where Ping Pong was truly groaning weak in his legs, nearing his second orgasm that was sure to be much more intense than the first. Dave's voice cracked as he cried out, pushing his hips back, yearning and reaching feverishly for his next. It was one particularly delicious thrust that had his thighs shuddering and his voice trembling as he came in bursts onto the grass. His muscles contracted around Ping Pong's stiff dick, helping him get closer to the end as he kept up his thrusting until he followed suit, collapsing over top of his partner as he still rocked his hips with the tremors. The shock waves of the aftermath poured over them both like ecstasy, making separation so much more of an awful prospect. If they could stay together like this for the rest of the afternoon, they certainly would. Dave was content falling asleep right beneath the tree tops, naked in the grass.
“Alright, that was actually really fun to watch. You both put on a pretty good show.” Edward admitted, with Lazlo nodding beside him.
“Yes, yes, I'd say ‘encore, encore!’ if you didn't look so exhausted!” Lazlo giggled, clapping his hands.
Ping Pong pulled out from within Dave's body and helped his brother sit up, smirking at Dave, “Definitely wouldn't be as good of a show without this guy and all his noises.”
“You do make a lot of good noises!” Lazlo agreed quickly.
Dave put both hands on his face and moaned in embarrassment, shaking his head. He'd agreed to this because it had sounded hot, but he had not thought about how more people could join Ping Pong in teasing him.
“It can't be that bad!” Ping Pong said, pulling Dave's hands from his face and leaning closer, “Oh, man, your face is so red! You must be embarrassed!” He laughed, then kissed Dave gently, getting a little smile in return.
“You guys are gonna make me cry. I always thought you'd be good together.” Lazlo sniffled, wrapping an arm around Edward's shoulders as he wiped a fake tear from his eye.
“Hear that? We're good together.” Ping Pong nuzzled his face.
“If Lazlo says it, then I guess it must be true…” Dave shrugged, nuzzling his brother right back.