Camping, the begining

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The plot continues, plans are laid, and Skyler learns a few new tricks.


"Alright, so let's hear it," Rio said, nudging Mike after a few minutes of comfortable silence.

"Hear what?" The bear asked.

"Well, I've got two questions, but I think that answering the first will answer the second."

"Okay, shoot."

"So, the first one is where did you figure out how to do all this sex stuff?"

"That's easy, near the beginning of the year that nurse lady from the hospital came and ran few health classes. We had to have permission slips and everything."

"Yeah, I remember that. She told us how pregnancy worked, a bunch of stuff on puberty, and about all the diseases and stuff. What I don't remember is a step by step demonstration on sucking your friend off in a swimming pool."

"Hey, how do you know I didn't stay after for special instruction?"

"Because I also remember that lady being almost a million years old. If doing that stuff makes me all out of breath, it would have given her a heart attack."

"Alright, alright," Mike chuckled, "You got me. It was right about that time, but wasn't with the nurse. My aunt and uncle came to visit, and brought their twins with them, remember?"

"Yeah, nobody could stay at your place while they were there cause there wasn't enough space."

"Well, after the first week, my cousins were apparently feeling pretty lonely without their boyfriends, so they taught me everything I know."

"Huh. Aren't they like nineteen?"

"Yup. That's why they came. Weren't missing school. I still had to go of course," the bear chuckled, "which sucked cause I wasn't getting much sleep at the time."

"Wow... so..." Rio paused, causing Mike to get a few steps ahead before stopping as well and looking back.

"You okay?" The bear asked, concern clear in his voice as he saw that his boyfriend's ears were flat against his head.

"I think so... Um, can I ask you something?"

"Of course, what's wrong?"

"Well... are we... like-" pausing, the tiger huffed and took a deep breath before meeting Mike's worried gaze, "What Kody's brother did to him is a bad thing, right?"

"Totally, it's completely messed up."

"Yeah, it's got him all freaked out and stuff."

"Right... So what's the matter?"

"Well, his brother is older then him, and your cousins are older then you, so is that the same thing?"

"Hey, mate-" Mike started, but Rio was staring and the ground and just kept talking.

"We're not older then each other, but were doing the same stuff,"

"Dude-" the bear tried again and was again seemingly ignored.

"-and I like it. So what does that say about me? Am I-"

"RIO!!!" Mike bellowed, grabbing the tiger's shoulders and shaking him out of his train of thought, "Listen. What me and my cousins did and what we're doing is one thing. What Kody's brother did is a completely different thing and there is one very big difference between them."

"Oh yeah? Cause from what I know we're doing all the same stuff."

"That's not important. Remember yesterday in the bathroom, the first time we did it? Think back, remember what I asked you?"

"I think so," the tiger nodded, "you asked me if I wanted you to stop."

"That's when I was pawing you, yeah, and before we went further I asked you another question."

"Yeah, you stopped to ask permission."

"Exactly and you said yes each time. I'm willing to bet that Kody told his brother no more then once."

"Yeah, over and over again."

"And he didn't stop. That's the difference," Mike stepped closer and brought the anxious tiger into a close embrace, laying his muzzle on Rio's shoulder and whispering up into his ear, "I would never do anything to hurt you, and if you ever tell me to stop then I will, without question or hesitation," he stepped back and met Rio's gaze again, "likewise, my cousins asked for permission every single time and when I told them I was too tired or didn't feel like it, they left me alone."

"Okay," Rio nodded, his ears slowly perking back up as he smiled and kissed Mike on the nose, "Thanks. I was starting to worry that what we're doing is a bad thing."

"You're welcome," the bear cub smiled back and returned the kiss, " As for whether it's a bad thing or not, it really depends on who you ask."

"Is that right?" Rio asked, putting his weight behind the mower and getting it moving again.

"Yeah, but that's a really dicey subject. Better to just keep it between us."

"Us, Shayne and Zac, you mean?" Rio chuckled.

"Well, and maybe Skyler," Mike replied with a grin, who knows what the night holds?"

"Oh, you had better tread carefully there, cutie," Rio laughed, "If Kaylie finds out you did anything to Skyler she'll turn you inside out."

"Yeah, but what she doesn't know..."

"True enough, but- hey wait a second." Rio paused just as they turned onto the main road before his street and craned his neck, peering through the shadows.

"What are we looking at?" Mike asked, squinting, then nodded as he picked out the source of the tiger's hesitation.

About two and a half blocks down a pair of figures were walking on either side of the road, stopping at each house and peering through windows before moving on.

"Hmm.. The Gage twins, if I'm not mistaken. I wonder what they're after?"

"Not what they're after, Mike, who they're after, and I think I know the answer to that one."

"You're probably right. Well then, let's go say hello."

"Are you crazy? Let's just go around, or better yet, get a hold of my dad. He can fit the mowers in the back of his truck." Pulling out his phone, Rio did just that.

Possible trouble, need a lift, just turned onto Elm from Oak

Before the tiger could protest, Mike pushed his mower around the corner and headed down the street, whistling as he went, Rio rushing to catch up and match his pace. As he caught up his phone buzzed with his dad's response.

On the way, be careful

The two huskies jumped at the sound of the bear's whistling and left the sidewalk, meeting in the middle of the road and heading towards Mike and Rio.

"I hope you know what you're doing." Rio muttered under his breath, jumping as Mike reached over and surreptitiously goosed him.

"Hey, you!" One of the huskies called, "Can we talk to you for a moment?"

"Sure, Mr. Gage, what can we do for you?" Mike called back, both dogs brows furrowing at the use of their name.

"Do we know you?" The one on the left asked.

"Not really," Rio replied, "We've met, but we haven't been introduced."

"Have we met? I don't think..."

"Yeah, we have." The right one interrupted his brother, "These are the two guys that were with the parrot at school remember? They knocked us over."

"Oh yeah, now I remember. We've got some payback for them then."

"Hey guys," Rio said, backing up as they stepped forward, "Can't we talk about this?"

"Nope," the one on the left shook his head, "You hit us first, remember? Payback."

The husky cleared the lawn mower and reached for Rio, but the tiger ducked under his grab, ran to the side of the road, and climbed up a pine tree, settling in a few branches above the husky's reach. The sound of a lawn mower roaring to life brought his attention back to the center of the road, and he chuckled at what he saw. Mike had started the mower and wheelied it up, baring the spinning blades at the other husky and keeping it between them. Scraping noises barely audible above the roar of the mower brought his attention back to his own problem and he looked down to see his aggressor rapidly climbing after him. Getting his feet under him, he jumped and dug his claws into the trunk, moving several feet further up before settling on another branch.

"You'll run out of tree eventually!" The husky called up at him.

"Not before you fall out of it!" He called back, plucking several pine cones from the branch above him and hurling one downward.

"I'm not going to- ow!" The husky's retort was cut short as the pine cone impacted square between his eyes, followed by a fusillade of pine cones that peppered his face and hands. "Ow, hey, stop- ow, son of a- ah! Would you- ow! That's it," under the barrage the dog rapidly retreated, "You win that one, but now your little boyfriend is outnumbered! Gonna come down and help him?"

"Don't have to!" Rio called back, looking up the road and spotting his dad's truck, "He's not outnumbered!"

"What's the matter, can't count?" The husky called back, just as the sound of the mower died, allowing the slam of the truck door to be clearly heard. The dog turned to see a fully grown and obviously aggravated white tiger standing next to his brother, claws just starting to peek out of their sheaths.

"Good evening, gentleman," the elder tiger said, undercurrent of anger thrumming just under his civil tone, "Is there a problem here?"

"No, sir, not at all!" The husky closer to him replied, "We were just talking, right Aiden?"

"Yeah, totally," Aiden replied, jogging back to his brother, "Me and Ethan were just walking home and recognized these guys from school so we decided to stop and talk."

"Is that so?" Mr. Kendrick asked, glancing over as Rio hopped out of the tree and started jogging over, "Would you mind explaining, then, why you chased my son up the tree and his friend was threatening to cut your brother in half?"

"Um... I didn't, that was... you see..."

"He said he could climb faster then I could," Rio said, coming to Aiden's aid, drawing a confused look from all three other cubs, and an arched eyebrow from his dad "I had to prove him wrong."

"Yeah, totally! That's it," Aiden nodded vigorously.

"And the mower was acting funny," Mike put in, as he caught on to Rio's plan, "so Ethan here was looking at it for me."

"Exactly!" Ethan agreed, "Hey, did you guys need help loading the mowers?"

"Sure! Thanks, pal!" Rio said, clapping him on the back. A few minutes later, the mowers were in the back of the truck and the two tigers and the bear were in the cab.

"Now, you two head home and stay out of trouble, got it?" Mr. Kendrick said out the window, drawing nods from the twins before putting the truck in gear and pulling away.

"See you at school on Monday!" Rio called, leaning out the window and waving, both huskies hesitantly waving back, clearly confused.

"I'm going to guess that those were the huskies that beat up Dakota." Rio's dad said, "Right?"

"Yup." Rio nodded.

"I'm going to further assume that they were trying to beat you two up."

"Yup."

"Okay, you knew that they were going to do this, so you had me come get you, right?"

"Yup"

"Right. So with all this having been said, you can see why I would be confused as to why you bailed them out."

"That's exactly why I did it. It confused the heck out of them too. Every time we've seen them they've been standing behind Ryker, so I think that he's the ringleader. So, they might just be following his lead cause they have nothing better to do. If we convince them that we're not the bad guys, then they might rethink their choice of allegiance."

"Yeah, sowing seeds of dissent among enemy ranks." Mike nodded.

"And your mother says that video games aren't worth anything," the elder tiger chuckled, "You two never cease to amaze me. Who's Ryker, by the way, the stag?"

"Uh-huh."

"I thought you said that you didn't recognize them, now you know their names. Gonna explain that?"

"Nope!" Rio and Mike chorused with matching grins.

"Didn't think so." The elder tiger pulled into his driveway and hit the garage door opener, "You two took a bit longer getting back then the other's so they set everything up in the back yard. Me and your mother'll be inside if you need anything."

"Okay, what's Kody up to?"

"He's in the basement. Everyone tried to convince him to come hang out in the backyard but he declined. He's okay with us for the most part, but I think he's still really twitchy about groups when he's sleeping."

"Makes sense. Okay, see you tomorrow dad!"

The elder tiger waved and let the cubs out before pulling into the garage. Rounding the corner of the house, Rio hit the gate to the backyard and bounced off.

"Forget how to work a door?" Mike laughed, hauling him up.

"No, I think it's locked."

"Dat's exactly right," Toby's amused voice floated over the fence, "Your mom made us promise ta lock da gates before she'd let us sleep out here."

"Makes sense," Rio replied, "So unlock it already."

"What's da password?"

"Password? It's my backyard!"

"Correct," the parrot said, the gate swinging open to reveal half of the yard obscured by a tent and hanging tarps suspended from trees and strung lines..

"Wait," Mike laughed, "the password is 'password it's my house'?"

"Yeah," Skyler called from deeper in the yard, "Rio's predictable."

"Guess so, at that."

As they reached the tent, it unzipped revealing Skyler crouched inside holding a smaller wire lock.

"Wow, they aren't playing around, are they?" Mike noted, as he watched the young terrier re zip the tent and lock the the zippers together.

"Nope, dey aren't. Took us forever to even get em to agree to dis."

"Well, makes sense I suppose."

The rear flap of the tent was wide open, leading to the tarped in yard with the fire pit and picnic table. Looking up, Rio noticed that the entire half of the yard was enclosed except for a small hole near the top to let the smoke out.

"Huh."

"Yeah, cause they were worried about the bad guys looking through the fence and recognizing you guys or Toby, they made us put up a bunch of privacy stuff." Skyler said, "We checked, unless you climb the tree and look down, you can't see anything in here, not even from any of the windows in the house."

"Is that so?" Mike grinned looking over at Shayne with a grin.

"Yup." The wolf grinned back, nodding.

"I'll be right back, let me out, Skyler."

The terrier and the bear slipped back into the tent and Rio wandered over to the picnic table and took inventory. A pair of coolers containing half melted ice sat to one side, one keeping sodas of various types chilled while the other had mustard, ketchup, relish and the like cool, as well as uncooked hotdogs and containers of potato salad. The table itself had plates, cups, buns, and bags of chips. He had just popped a soda and poured it over a cup of ice when Mike came back in with his bundle.

"Okay then, let's get this party started!" He said, "You're up first, Rio, you know the drill by now, I think."

The tiger set his drink down and chuckled, unbuttoning his jeans.

"What are you guys doing!?" Skyler giggled as Rio's boxers hit the grass.

"Slipping into something a little more comfortable, my dear boy," Rio replied, toeing his sandals off and stepping out of his clothes before catching the diaper Mike tossed him. Feeling a lump inside, he looked and chuckled, pulling the pacifier from it's depths and popping into his mouth. Suckling contentedly, he slid the diaper between his legs and taped it in place before taking off his shirt. Spreading his legs slightly, he took a deep breath and let go, the blue bears rapidly turning pink as his dicklet was bathed in warm urine. A few minutes later, diaper sagging slightly between his legs, he plopped down in the grass next to a tree.

The sight of Rio in wet pampers was too much for Skyler, and he sunk to his knees, overcome with giggles and clutching his sides.

"Well, den," Toby said, cocking his head, "Dis in a strange turn of events."

"We're just getting started," Shayne said, clapping the parrot on the shoulder, "You're up Zac, time to water the lawn."

"Really?" The cat asked, tearing his eyes away from Rio, "I thought you guys were joking."

"Nope," Rio said, popping his paci out momentarily, "Totally serious. Though, you don't have to do anything you don't want to."

"Well..."

"Hey, you can always say no," Shayne said, draping his arm across Zac's shoulders, "But if you're worried about your clothes, we grabbed you a spare set at your house, remember?"

"You guys had dis all planned out, did ya?" Toby said, "Let me guess, da four of ya are more den jus' friends?"

"Yeah," Mike said, sitting against the tree and pulling Rio into his lap before sliding his hand down the front of his diaper, "You might say that."

"Well den." He repeated, "In dat case, why be modest?" The parrot shrugged and unlaced his shirt before dropping his own pants and perching on the table in just his boxers, "If Zac does it, den I'll do it. But dat means it spans da group. Dat includes Shayne and Mike."

"Deal." The wolf and bear nodded."

"Hey," gasped Skyler, barely recovering from his giggle fit, "what about me?"

Rio turned his attention back to Skyler as he spoke, and his breath caught. The young terrier had removed his own shirt and pants, and the sight of the earnest seven year old standing in just his dinosaur underoos made the tiger's piss slicked dicklet surge to full mast within Mike's grip.

"Like what you see?" Mike chuckled under his breath.

"I hope he says yes..." Rio whispered back, earning another chuckle from his boyfriend before raising his voice, "Sure thing, Sky, you can play too, but you have to promise not to tell anybody about the games, not even Kaylie."

"Okay, sure, what do I do?" The young terrier asked, tail wagging at the prospect.

"Well," Shayne said, "There are only three rules. One, like Rio said, no tattling. Two, nobody can make you do something you don't want to do, you can say no at any time."

"And three," Mike continued, reaching into his pack and pulling out his camera, "Everything is videoed. Do you agree to all three rules?"

"Yep!! So what do I do, just peepee myself?"

"That's it, to begin with." Shayne nodded.

"Well, I don't have to go right now," he ran to the table and grabbed a soda, "Somebody else go first."

"Back to you Zac." Shayne said, walking around the perimeter of the clearing, setting up cameras and tripods.

"Alright," the cat sighed, then grinned and stripped down to his briefs before flipping off the nearest camera and pissing himself, warm rivulets quickly soaking through the cotton and running down his legs.

"There, ya happy?" He laughed.

"Yup." Shayne grinned, stepping up to his boyfriend and groping his soaked crotch as he slid his tongue into his muzzle.

Zac returned the kiss while unbuttoning Shayne's pants. Breaking the kiss, he dropped to his knees taking the wolf's pants with him and giving the semi before him a quick lick before getting back to his feet and taking a step back.

"You're up."

Keeping his pants around his knees and hiking his shirt up, the wolf grabbed his crotch and flooded his shorts, the amber liquid flowing between his fingers to tinkle into the grass. As the flow abated, Shayne brought his hand to his muzzle and gave it a quick lick, jumping forward and grabbing Zac in a headlock, rubbing his still warm piss all over the cat's face fur.

"Aw, pfft, pah, yuck!!" The cat stumbled back, rubbing at his face and laughing, "I'll get you for that."

"Alrighty, den. My turn. Haven't done dis in years..." Toby hopped off the table and faced one of the cameras, "Bit nervous, ta be honest."

"Don't worry, bud, I'll do it with ya." Mike said, getting up from behind Rio and crossing to stand next to him. He quickly stripped to his undershorts, and draped his arm across Toby's shoulders.

"One." Zac said..

"Two." Rio called..

"Three." Shayne added.

"Go!" Mike and Toby said in unison, letting go as one and soaking their shorts together, adding their own contribution to the steadily growing soft spot in the grass.

"Alright then," Shayne said, as Toby and Mike laughed and exchanged high fives, "You're up Sky."

"Okay!" The seven year old stepped away from the four newly empty soda cans, "Should be ready here in just a moment." He started hopping from foot to foot and running in place, attempting to make the bubbly liquid run through his system faster. "Any second now....Got it!" He faced the group and spread his legs wide apart, giving his friends a great view of the front of his undies going from white, to yellow, to gray, to almost see through as the second grader's hot urine flooded them and ran down his legs. A moment or two later, the terrier giggled and stood up straight, his inch and a half erection clearly visible inside his soaked underoos.

"Okay, what now?" He asked,

"Well, now we clean up." Mike said, "But I'm out of wipes and we can't go inside like this for napkins, so we have to use our mouths."

"Our mouths?" Skyler screwed up his face and stuck out his tongue, "Gross."

"Yeah, kinda," Rio nodded, "But it's fun. I'll go first." He got to his feet and pulled Mike's shorts down, quickly licking his inner thighs clean before engulfing his salty cock in his mouth, bobbing his head up and down.

"Wow, he's sucking on his peepee..." Skyler said, subconsciously fingering his erection.

"Ya, if ya want, I can clean ya." Toby said, kneeling before him, "You don't even have ta do it back, if ya don't want to."

"Well," the terrier looked up as Zac moaned, his tool sliding in and out of Shayne's muzzle, before shifting his gaze back to Rio who had his head back with his eyes closed while humping into Mike's mouth, before looking back down at Toby. "Okay.

The parrot slowly lowered the second grader's soaked underoos, exposing his slick pink tool and tiny knot. He licked the kid's thighs slowly, before gently turning him to give the camera a better view, and bringing Skyler's tool into his mouth. While the parrot's beak didn't allow for sucking per se, his extremely nimble tongue more then made up for it, wrapping completely around the youngster's tool and squeezing softly as he bobbed up and down. Skyler's eyes nearly rolled back in his head as the strange new sensations flooded his young body, and it didn't take long before he grabbed a double hand full of Toby's head feathers and spazzed his way through his first dry cum.

"Ungh, ungh, uh, anrhh, ha, ah, ha, ha...haaaaa...." The young terrier dropped to his knees, panting heavily. "Thanks....Toby..."

"No problem, Sky," Toby looked around the group and found that the couples had changed positions, those previously on their knees were standing with cum dripping from their muzzles, getting sucked earnestly by their partners.

"Okay den, my turn." Toby levered Skyler up to his knees and dropped his shorts, pointing his dick at the youngster's face, "Okay?"

"Fair, is fair." The second grader nodded, and with youthful exuberance, he dived forward and engulfed the avian tool. Sloppy and wet slurping noises filled the clearing, as Skyler pistoned his head up and down in Toby's crotch, drool dripping from his chin to fall onto his thighs. Within moments, every pair of eyes was on the little seven year old giving his very first blowjob. The lewdness of the act quickly overcame Toby's control and he pulled out of Skyler's mouth, giving himself a few more pumps, before painting the giggling boy's face with his warm cum.

"Did I do good?" he asked, not bothering to wipe his face clean, a chorus of grunts and moans were his answer as the sight caused the remaining two cubs to cum down their partner's throats.

"Okay, that took a lot out of us, I think." Mike panted, as Skyler got a round of high fives, "Time to eat, but first," He reached into his pack and pulled out a bundle of small plugs.

"Really man?" Shayne laughed.

"Yup," Mike grinned, "nobody eats till we're all plugged."

The group shrugged, and one by one, each cub lifted their tails and moaned and grunted as their holes were stretched around the plugs, pulling their pissy undies back on over the toys, Then Toby turned to Skyler, and held up the last one.

"Do ya want to?"

"Ummm... well, everybody else did, so, yes."

"Ya sure?"

In response, the terrier turned and bent over, raising his tail. Dropping to his knees, Toby ran his tongue up Skyler's hole, causing the pup to yip and moan at the new feeling, groaning and pushing his hips back as his knees went weak. Placing the toy at the puckered entrance, Toby started to push as Mike and Rio held onto Skyler's shoulders. The pup's eyes opened wide and he gasped as his virgin hole was stretched for the first time, his knees finally giving out as it popped inside of him.

"Are you okay Sky?" Rio asked, helping him up. The pup didn't answer, but his wagging tail and rock hard dicklett was all the response the tiger needed.

"That feels weird." Skyler giggled, "Can we eat now?"

A chorus of chuckles answered the question, and the pissy, cum covered, butt plugged group of elementary school boys set upon the food with gusto.