witus , Marty Huskion , ulbrek and me. I don't even know how we got into this situation, but I won't complain, seeing all these meaty sausages :>
And here is a little backstory to this picture, written by Aniel , enjoy!
“Ow! Careful with that fuckin' thing!”
“Sorry! It just slipped in!”
Marty just sighed, folding his arms in front of himself with a huff and laying his head down on top of them as he tried not to clench down around the swollen pink bulb that had just become lodged – none too gently either – directly beneath his fluffy purple and white tail.
“Serves me right for lettin' you have at it...”
He grumbled, though when Witek's ears tipped to the rear, his exasperated expression softened. It wasn't often the pup managed to convince him to bottom, but he'd seemed fixated on the subject for most of the day, and in the end Marty had decided to surprise him with a nice round, fluffy rump presented invitingly at the edge of the couch.
“Aw hell... might as well finish what we started, huh pup? Come on, give it to me!”
Witek brightened up immediately, yellow-golden paws gliding down over the larger canid's muscled purple flanks, his blunt nails digging into Marty's hips as he ground his own in slow circles against those firm white cheeks. The husky's paws balled into fists, and he set his jaw in preparation for what he knew would be coming sooner rather than later. Shoving his ass back rather firmly into those grinding hips, he let himself clamp down tight around that swollen bulb lodged between his cheeks, and almost immediately he felt Witek's grip tighten and the pup's buried shaft give a hard jerk deep inside him, and another, and another, each firm twitch accompanied by a nice, warm spurt of sticky canine seed.
“Oohn... Ah FUCK!”
Only after the warm, mind-numbing heat of afterglow had faded, the smaller dog slumping low over the back of the male in front of him, did the two canines realize that they had an audience.
“Looks like he's getting better on top, eh Marty?”
“Oh fuck off, Ryan!”
The husky grumbled under his breath, one of his arms straightening out to direct his middle finger at the largest of a pair of tigers standing in the doorway, the yellow-furred one on the left, who merely folded his arms across his chest and arched an eyebrow in response. For his part, Witek seemed rather pleased by the compliment, and he leaned back as if to show off the fact that he'd successfully tied, earning a grunt from the husky underneath him as the inexperienced pup's knot popped right back out of him again, exposing inches of firm pink flesh dripping with fresh seed.
“Uh oh, somebody's got a potty mouth... And he started without us, too! For shame...”
Ryan stepped into the living room of their apartment with a broad smirk, letting the door swing shut behind him with a thunk. And as soon as it closed, he reached down to strip away his shirt, revealing a well built chest that matched nicely with his powerful arms. He bent, tucking his thumbs into the waistband of his pants and underwear, and soon he too was naked as the day he was born, the big tiger's full, heavy package swaying invitingly between his thighs as he sank down onto the couch in front of the sullen husky. Evidently, the show had appealed to him quite a bit, because several inches of broad, throbbing feline flesh already jutted from his fuzzy pouch, the tiger's large paw slipping down between the husky's ears to gently guide the tip of his nose to that burgeoning arousal. Marty's nostrils twitched a little, and though he simply rolled his eyes at the big tiger's words, he couldn't help but to nuzzle gingerly at his shaft, offering it a gentle lick.
“Yeah, yeah... lucky for you I'm in a giving mood.”
Ryan's paw stroked its way down between those soft husky ears, scratching gently at the purple nape of Marty's neck as he shot Witek a quick wink. The pup smiled, pulling slowly from the rippling confines of that well-bred husky rump, and sat back against the arm of the couch, his arousal still linked to Marty's pert rear by a few errant strands of sticky cum. He lifted a footpaw up as the husky kept licking at the broad feline shaft in front of his nose, giving it a slow rub as he glanced at the remaining tiger, this one smaller, his fur a darker orange in color.
“You gonna stand there and stare or us, Hufnaar?”
The tiger in question blushed hotly as Ryan glanced up at him, patting his free leg invitingly and shooting him a winning smile.
“Come here and have a seat, love.”
“Just a second!”
Hufnaar's paws dove for the belt of his pants, nimbly unbuckling the offending garment and stripping it away with a flourish. He stepped carefully out of his jeans, leaving his underwear in a heap on top of them, and then padded over slowly as he lifted his shirt, putting on a bit of a show, to which Witek wolf-whistled playfully.
“Hush you!”
The smaller orange tiger stuck out his tongue at the pup, then turned his attention to the bigger tiger, who was of course by now fully erect, his fat, swollen erection glistening with pre at the tip while Marty nuzzled gingerly at the side of it. He too spared Hufnaar a quick wink before returning his attention to the matter at hand, continuing to nuzzle while the smaller striped cat climbed up and straddled the offered thigh, his own arousal already full and throbbing at the sight and delicious, masculine aroma of his mate. He settled in cozily, rubbing in slow circles over the bigger cat's chest and shoulder as he glanced down to watch the husky tend to that the broad, musky arousal between his legs.
“Mmm... so, what now?”
Ryan leaned over a little, pressing a warm, affectionate kiss directly between the smaller tiger's eyes, the little bell fixed to the tip of his tail tinkling every so often as his long tail flicked lazily back and forth. He relaxed back against the couch again with a deep sigh of pleasure, happy to finally be back home and in the company of his friends and his feline lover.
“Anything you'd like, my little tyrgrysek~”

Starting as a sketch on Galaxy Note 8, finished in SAI.