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"Our lips collided with a feeling like seeing a firework in the night sky, but knowing that the experience isn't complete until the repercussive thumping bang of the explosion can catch up to the light. Both the light and the sound stimulate an emotional response, but you must be patient if you desire complete gratification."

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If you have not read part one, I would strongly suggest that you do so!

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See Danny: ...

See Brady: ...

These are two of my favorite canines and I can't give the artist enough praise for his work!

********** (BRADYS THOUGHTS ALONE)

I woke with a painful erection against my sheath. My eyes foggy and mind still reeling from the night I had with Danny. I pulled firmly at the taught skin stretching over my tapered head and engorged knot. My sheath slipped smoothly down my shaft reaching the top of my knot where it caught. My small opening struggling to stretch around my inflated glands, smooth wet skin against my hardened meat. I wrapped one pad around my shaft wincing in pleasure as I did, as the other pulled at the base of my cock stretching the skin around my widened knot. As I breached the half way point and my sheath popped the rest of the way down a single squirt of Precum shot from my tip onto my stomach. Thoughts of Danny's modest Cock buried in my maw flooded my mind and I hesitated.

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And the thought entered my mind, " I should go to him, I left him alone last night and for what?" Why did I leave... thinking of Danny I remembered his parents and brother would be gone for another two days and my mind was made up. I showered quickly urging my cock to deflate rinsing thick soapy suds from my coat. Hastily I threw on jeans, a hoodie, and some sandals and I was headed for my car. When I arrived the lights were still off but I tried the front door anyway, It was open so I walked in. I made my way towards your room. On the way I passed the laundry room, its door open and I saw your brothers sheets hastily stuffed in the washing machine still half hanging out with a large puddle of Furry•fresh detergent poured over the top. "Heh c'mon Danny" I giggled to myself. I quickly lifted the sheets in, closing the machine I selected deep wash and It whirred off into its cycle as I proceed down the hallway.

As I cracked your door my nose caught your boy scent and I had to push the dirty thoughts out of my mind. "I'm here to apologize, you're here to apologize Brady" I thought to myself. Your head which was still to large for your shoulders laid softly on a pillow, you were asleep and to be fair it was pretty early and a Saturday. I saw you shift into your side as blankets caressed you with warming comfort. You embodied this image of innocence, knees bent towards your chest, fetal. Your legs were crossed at the ankles and squeezed tight, your young little foot pads exposed. Your arms were hugged close to your chest, with your right palm under your cheek. You were beautiful, with your head curved downward and Lips softly pursed around your thumb. Looking at you then I admired your short radiant fur even in its messy state. But this image, your body, your contentment, it stirred lust deep inside me. More over it made me yearn to be young again. Even at Danny's age a guy could still afford to goof off. Now that I was in college, I was petrified of growing up.

Just the same your body was a reminder of innocence... As a child I slept the same way. My own soft fur tucked into restful slumber... You are youth embodied, seeing you there happily asleep was a beautiful thing. I was struck with horrible nostalgia as the image of you laying there asleep was burnt into my long term memory. The door creaked lightly as I closed it behind me and you roused, I watched as your eyes flicked open and grabbed focus on me.

As your eyes cleared and the sleep left your body you stretched out wide making a 5 pointed star. You squeezed your body tight extending your limbs as far as you could and as you yawned your precious maw displayed an impressive set of canines and incisors. You manage a strained "awoo" through your opened mouth, your voice scratchy with adolescence and morning. For a moment we looked at each other and I saw hurt flash across your face. You quickly relaxed and I spoke softly willing you to forgive me "h-hey Danny" I said fawnishly, biting my lower lip.

For another moment we held each others gaze but my eyes fell to my toes, ears went flat and my tail slowed went limp, and landed between my legs. "I shouldn't have left last night Danny, I'm sorry. Are ah uh... are you okay, like you know... down there?" You had sat up cross legged over your comforter still completely naked, your fur prickled up with dried cum. I looked briefly down at your sheath and saw your perfect tip pointed out past it's tunnel happily meeting my eyes as I whined quietly with lust. Your eyes lowered and saw your own masculinity hard with morning wood and blushed heavily, you were making an effort to cover your sheath with your pads and I laughed audibly as my tail resumed making short tentative waves back and fourth.

I watched your sapphire eyes as they flashed happily up at me and then just as quickly you retreated. "I'm okay Brady, sorry about... Not being dressed yet I was asleep" I panted twice dumbly and responded "No, no really Danny, naked looks good on you." You laughed and smiled a genuine smile, "I guess if you say so Brady" you said smiling as your pads rubbed absentmindedly through the sticky fur on your belly. I looked at you and said "lets get you in the shower big guy, you're a real mess."

I walked over to your bed side and plopped down beside you " I really am sorry I left last night Danny, it was completely my fault." You looked over at me with your ice blue eyes and nodded sarcastically then swung a paw at me hitting my arm playfully. "It's okay Brady don't be such a weirdo about it my brother never lets me sleep in his room after either." I bit my lip and tackled you back onto your bed, you were squirming beneath me growling youthfully and screaming "stasphhh ittt Brady." I had you pinned and reached down to plant a kiss square on your nose, and then licked your cheek with a sloppy tongue as I released your arms. You wiped frantically at your face saying "eww dude" wiggled erratically and then abruptly sat up and tried fruitlessly to nip at my ears.

I stood and lifted you into my arms hoisting you over my shoulder. I carried you past the threshold of your bedroom door and headed for the bathroom. I pulled you back upright and set you down in the shower telling you to turn the hot water on. As I stepped back I pulled off my clothes without hesitation and looked back at you doddering with the shower handles. The water sprayed down from the shower heads steaming up the transparent glass immediately. I watched as you splashed water into your fur and then looked back at me. I stepped foreword slowly looking down at my exposed body and entered the shower with you. The warm water steaming through our fur released scents which blended together in a mesmerizing plume of aromatic fog that filled my nostrils with you, me, my cum and your own... A cocktail of erotic pheromones that pulled strings in my mind straight down to my old instincts, strings that called me towards you.

I took in a deep breath and looked at your narrow shoulders wet and streaming with water. I grabbed the furry-sport body wash you used, taking it from the shelf and squeezed the blue soap out onto my pad. I moved foreword closing the gap between us, we were standing with each other under the falling water as one unit, connected with the burning heat of our bodies and the driving desire of our lust. My sheath teasing Into your lower back your petit shoulders pressing softly onto my chest. You visibly relaxed and leaned into me, reaching around your torso I lathered the soap in my pads and then began to scrub your messy chest. I watched your eyes flutter shut as you took in deep breathes blossoming under my touch. I scrubbed your soft pecs and then went lower to the soft lines on your stomach massaging our mess from your prickly fur. I worked diligently cleaning your red fox coat, running my pads gently up the muscled lines from your groin to your abdomen and then up past your sternum. My chin locking around your right shoulder I could feel the heat between my head and your thin avian neck.

I pulled my paws through your sudsy fur and up to your shoulders and began to scrub. Working the steamy foam into your coat. I lifted my chin and began working the soap into your neck and behind your ears scrubbing it lightly into you. You moaned quietly and I found myself lusting for your meat and sweet seed. Flashbulb memories of your knot deep in my maw and your abused hole clamping down on my cock ran before my eyes as I scrubbed. I grabbed your shoulders and spun you to face me. Grabbing for the shower gel I placed it in your small pads and looked down at my wet fur. Your eyes opened you clicked the top and began scrubbing lightly at my abdomen and chest.

You happily scrubbed away tilting your perfectly angled maw side to side focusing entirely on the curves and trenches of my body. As you did my insides burned with desire, my eager cock hardening at your innocent touch. The sight of your small, wet, naked, body even smaller now your fur flattened from the water, made me lust after you more than I had ever done for anyone before. Seeing your petit figure standing there in front of me caused my insides to ring. A heartbeat later your pads went directly for the weight of my sack. Your fingers surrounded my balls and in a twisting and lifting motion each of your fingers moved around feather light over my hungry balls. While your other paw went for my sheathed member and began stroking. But you weren't stroking...

***** (BRADYS THOUGHTS ALONE)

I opened my eyes and looked down at Danny, his eyes were fixed pointedly on my groin without any hint of mischief or lust on his face. As it appeared his sole intention was to clean off my aching meat, no desire involved. And as quickly as he had started he stopped. I watched as Danny scrubbed down my thighs, my lower back, and then ushered me into the steaming water. I cleaned the suds from my body and whimpered lightly in his direction my cock still hard. I hated myself for still having an erection... I hated that my cock was hard despite my feeling guilt for having assumed Danny's utterly pure intentions were sexually motivated. What kind of a dirt sack assumes a dumb kid is trying to jerk you off...? Danny is too good for me, he's to kind and to sweet, we shouldn't do this anymore. But fuck look at the way he stares at me with his crystal blue eyes, look at the tempered lines that define his back... fuck.

*****

As I stood under the water and it's droning comfort I withdrew and thought about just how beautiful you really were. I had to physically stop my self from pushing you to your knees and pulling my Cock out. Instead I pulled you tight against my chest and placed a hand on your hip, focusing instead on the skin beneath your fur, your veins beneath your skin, and your pelvis beneath all of that. I turned my thoughts towards the way each and every part of you works and makes you... you. The buzzing energy bellow your fur... The muscle fibers that moved your limbs and the sinews that hold you together, the tendons attached to your bones, and the nerves attached to your pleasure centers. The thought of it all was morbid but I couldn't stop feeling your body, feeling the childish life energy that vibrated inside of you.

I pulled you the rest of the way into me, our shoulders together under the falling water and wrapped my arms around you. Endearingly I started to lick the soft hair tuft on the top of your head (it was the only way I could think to show you just how special you were to me). "Hold still Danny." I stuttered between licks. "Heh okay Brady" you giggled at me, my tongue in your hair like a fathers would be his sons. "Relax big guy," just let me clean you off. I said laughing at myself as you wriggled beneath my arms squirming from the long sense forgotten feeling of being cleaned off as a pup. I think that the smoothness of my tongue pulling through the short colored hairs on your head really threw you off, but obediently you settled into my embrace and stoped moving and giggled shyly saying "fineee." Mlem.... I licked at your pointed brown ears. Mlem... Then moved to the other... You opened yourself leaning your neck back lifting your chin to the ceiling allowing me access to the sensitive spots bellow the crutch of your jaw. Mlem... My wet tongue pulled along the soft fur on the inside of your neck, all the while my hardening cock was pressed against its sheath. To my defeat more and more inconveniently it pressed lightly into your lower back. I licked your wet fur a few last times "You're welcome lil guy." I said pulling away having to restrain my self, still licking occasionally at spots I thought looked messy and trying hard now to soften my meat. Pulling up at my sheath attempting to force my eager tip back into its cave.

Turning off the water I stepped out and handed you a towel as I padded myself off suggesting we get some breakfast. We both put underwear on and padded down to the kitchen our fur still damp from the shower. We opened the fridge and I asked you what there was to eat, you looked at me dumbfounded... "uh well mom usually makes food..." I laughed aloud looking at you and said "Bro let me teach you how to make eggs" I grabbed the carton of eggs and set a frying pan on the stove setting the heat to 6. You stared at me blankly apparently comprehending literally none of what I was doing. "W-why are you putting butter in the pan Brady?" You stuttered softly in my direction from your seat on the bar. I think you knew how silly you sounded but couldn't help but ask. "It's so the eggs don't stick buddy." I said in my best mock father tone. I fried 9 eggs and watched as you inhaled seven of them and two pieces of toast, you hiccuped hilariously and said you were full. I ate my two eggs and sat back looking at you absorbing your beauty and the riotous way you still ate like you were 14.

"What do you want to do today buddy" I said as we loafed our dishes off into the sink. You told me you "didn't really care." I shook my head saying "MhhhhhmM" and suggested we watch a movie. Apparently I had suggested correctly, because upon saying the word movie your ears perked and you practically yipped. You spoke to me in rapid fire succession praising the new Spielderd movie for its advanced CGI explosions and epic action scenes. You had listed 5 actors and actresses before I had time to comprehend how to properly pronounce Arabelle Aronux. Making our way to the living room I watched you in your boxers, your tail wagging excitedly, your ass moving with each step and your petit narrow shoulders pulled back with lean muscle. We grabbed a blanket and plopped down next to each other our legs overlapping.

Flicking on the tv you navigated to the movie you had told me about with laser efficiency. As promised, an action movie from Spielderd named "Asriel Unhinged." Your legs and my own were tangled together and the warmth your body produced burned deep into my sides. My breathing had slowed and deep passion began to well inside me flowing like a volcano after its first pyroclastic blast, a slow ooze of deadly hot lava stable so long as nothing impedes its path. I took in a slow calculated breath, begging my body to slow down and tried to watch the movie. I really did, but your scent, your fur, and our proximity on the couch all made me desire nothing else but to pull you in and make you the perfect, tight, little bitch you had been the night before.

I leaned towards you and wafted your boy scent deep into my nostrils feeling its magical properties churn my insides. I could smell the precum flowing neatly from your tip and I looked over to you. I placed a pad on the inside of your thigh and began rubbing softly, slowly my curious fingers began to work their way closer to your, fragile masculinity: Two soft, sweet, juvenile balls, a beautiful veined shaft, a swept back tip, all hilted with a modest knot the size of a child's fist. Your whole package all secured by the soft, soft, soft, fur and elastic skin which had the honor of resting on those developing balls, and that boy cock all day. I had reached the bottom of your tight boxers and I looked up at you and our eyes met for the first time sense this exchange had begun. I saw passion burning deep In your eyes, so I crept gradually in for a kiss. It was strange but our kiss was nothing like the night before.... It wasn't sloppy, rushed, and hap hazardous but slow, intense, full of subtext, and desire, not lust and angst. Our lips collided with a feeling like seeing a firework in the night sky, but knowing that the experience isn't complete until the repercussive thumping bang of the explosion can catch up to the light. Both the light and the sound stimulate the same emotional response, but the sound requires patience if you want complete gratification.

That is all for now guys, part 3 picks up where this leaves off... It is on its way!