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­It was Sunday night, and Amanda had already showered and changed into her pajamas. Both her pants and shirt were baggy, just the way the chubby coyote girl liked them. Her pants were dark and checkered, while her shirt bore a golden triangle, and upside down text that read, Inverted Triforce. Amanda still had a bit of time to kill before she went to bed, so she decided to fetch a soda, and then lounge in bed and skype her best friend Samuel.

"Amanda!" Amanda didn't make it too far down the hallway before her younger brother's voice interrupted her soda-seeking sojourn. "Amandaaaa!"

She flattened her ears back. "You don't have to yell. I can hear you, you know!"

"Amandaaaaaaa!" Alex yelled louder, likely just to annoy her. "Come here!"

The coyote girl turned towards his voice. It was in the wrong direction. "I'm busy, Alex!"

Alex somehow, yelled louder still. "Amandaaaaa! Come here! Come on, come heeeeere!"

Amanda took a deep breath, and turned around, back up the hallway towards the laundry room. "This better be important, you little brat."

"It's like, totally important! Just come here already!"

Somehow, Amanda doubted that. She found Alex in the laundry room, standing over an immense pile of laundry on the floor. Her little brother was a few years younger than her and a good deal shorter. While Amanda was a bit chubby, Alex was skinny as a rail. An especially annoying rail, at that. Alex was also in his pajamas, matching blue shirt and pants adorned with cartoon dragons. His bushy tail flicked back and forth, a little strap at the back of his pajamas looped over the top of it.

Alex glanced over his shoulder, adjusting his glasses. "Do you know where my socks are?"

"What?" Amanda paused in the laundry room doorway, glaring at the younger coyote. "I thought you said it was important!"

"It is!" Alex giggled, and stuck his tongue out at her. "Cause I need socks for the morning."

"That's what you called me here for?" Amanda put her hands on her hips, grinding her teeth. "I think they were on the dryer. I put my jeans and stuff on them." She glanced at the dryer, which was now running, but bare on top. "Where'd my clothes go?"

Alex pointed to the sprawling pile of laundry. "They were in the way, so..." He shrugged. "I made room."

"You just threw my stuff on the floor?" Amanda growled, balling up her fists.

"Well I didn't know my clothes were in there too!"

"That doesn't make it better!" Amanda stomped a bare foot in growing frustration. "You're such a brat!"

"Whatever." Alex gave his bushy, gray and tan tail a dismissive flick. He bent forward, digging into the pile of clean clothes. "So do see where my socks are or not?"

Amanda glanced down at the laundry, scrunching her muzzle. With the way her brother was bent over, his canine butt presented itself against the fabric of his pjs. His tail swished above it, as if trying to draw her attention to the targets hidden below. Just under the coyote's butt, two twin ovals bulged out against Alex's pajama pants. Ooh, she knew what those were. That little grape-smuggler wasn't even wearing undies under his pjs, she thought, trying not to giggle.

"No," Amanda said, quickly drawing back her bare foot. "But I see where your nuts are!"

And with that, Amanda kicked her younger brother in the balls as hard as she could. Her bare foot snapped up under his butt, striking home with a satisfying thwack. Tan-furred female toes made direct and sharp impact with young, unprotected coyote testicles. Amanda even felt them squish a little against the top of her foot. The kick jostled Alex's canine nuts inside his pjs and hiked his rump up, lifting him to his tip toes.

"AWWWWH!" Alex grabbed his crotch in both hands, eyes bugging out behind his glasses. He flopped face-first into the pile of laundry, curled up into a ball, then immediately stretched out again and rolled back and forth. Soon his eyes were squeezed shut behind his glasses, his muzzle crinkled up. "Uhhhhnnnnhhh!"

Amanda burst out laughing, clutching her belly. Her friend Melissa was right, sacking your little brother for being a brat never got old. "Ahaha, right in the nards, Alex, right in the nards!"

"UHHHHHNN!" Alex rocked from side to side, a few tears wetting his glasses. "My nards! Uhhhhhn! Awwww! You...you got 'em both!"

That only made Amanda laugh even harder. "Good! I hope they both hurt bad, too!" She put her hands on her hips when her laughter ended, watching her brother writhing in that "special" pain she'd never have to feel. When he rolled to his belly, she playfully kicked him in the butt, making him yip. "If you hadn't tossed my laundry on the floor, your dumb little nuts wouldn't be hurting right now!"

"Awwww...." Alex curled up again, shuddering. "I friggin' hate gettin' hit in the balls, Amanda!"

"Duh!" Amanda tilted her head, swishing her tail. "All boys do, that's why us girls love gettin' you in the balls when you piss us off. One little bonk?" She hiked her knee in the air. "And you boys are just rolling on the floor. Now." She stepped up onto his hip, as if posing in victory. "I'm gonna get a soda, Skype Samuel, and brag about how I just got you right in the nuts." She waved a hand at the laundry. "When you're done rolling around like a dork, fold all my laundry you threw on the floor." Amanda leaned in to make sure he was listening. "Or I'll kick your little nuts again. Twice."

Still, giggling, Amanda left Alex to squirm and wonder when his silly yote grapes would finally stop aching. As she made her way towards the kitchen, she smiled. Melissa was right about something else, too.

Big sisters did rule.

*****

Adam stepped off the bus and moved aside. The geeky adjusted his backpack, waiting as some of the other students from his neighborhood piled out. When his scrawny coyote friend finally descended the stairs, Adam moved to walk alongside him. Alex was one of his best friends, and every bit as nerdy as he was. But Alex was a year younger and a head shorter, which meant that Adam actually felt halfway athletic around him. And by athletic, he meant he could take advantage of his size to win any time they got into playfights or wrestling matches.

"I think we're gonna play DnD this weekend." Adam glanced down at Alex. "Can you make it over Friday night?"

"Yeah, I think so!" Alex bounced on his toes, his gray and tan tail swishing behind him. The young coyote hooked his thumbs under the straps of his immense, overstuffed black and red backpack. "I gotta ask my mom to make sure, but I should be able to go. Is it gonna be a sleepover?"

"Awesome!" Adam fidgeted with his glasses with his free hand. "And yeah, I think so. Might even be a sleepover Saturday too, if you can stay all weekend."

"Okay." Alex grunted, hefted his pack, and resettled it against his shoulders.

"You look like a turtle, poking his head out from under his giant shell." Adam laughed, flicking his own bushy, red furred tail.

"Shut up." Alex rolled his eyes behind his glasses.

"Seriously, how does that thing not crush you?"

Alex glared at him. "Shut uuuup!"

"For real, though!" Adam just laughed, shrugging. "You look like a tiny pup playing with a big kid's backpack!"

"I'm not a pup!" Alex glared at him. His youth was a sore spot that Adam just couldn't stop picking at. "I'm only one year younger than you."

"And you look like you're ten years younger than me!"

"Whatever." Alex flashed him a toothy canine grin. "I'm bigger where it counts."

Adam laughed, shaking his head. He'd seen Alex down there before, and the coyote definitely wasn't bigger. "We both know that's not true." It did, however, give Adam a wicked idea. While Alex had his hands tucked under his backpack straps, he'd left himself wide open. "Hey, do you got a dice bag?"

"Yeah, I got one." Alex shifted his pack's weight again.

"But do you got your dice bag with you?"

Alex flattened his ears in thought. "Umm...I don't think so."

The geeky fox made a show of glancing at Alex's pack. "Can I check?"

"Yeah, okay." Alex came to a stop.

"Thanks." Adam turned towards Alex, balling up his free hand into a fist. "Dice check!" Adam smacked the back of his fist into the coyote's crotch as sharply as he could, nailing both the younger coyote's testicles. THUMP!"Found your dice bag!"

"HHHHHNNNN!" Alex gave a strangled cry, folding up like laundry. He dropped to his knees in an instant, and just as quickly, face-planted into the grass, weighed down by his heavy pack. "My nards!" Ever so slowly, he worked his hands free, and moved to cup his crotch, his whole muzzle crumpled up. "HNNN! Uhhhhnnn! My nards, my naaaards!"

"Ahaha, right in the pup's puppy-makers!" Adam danced out of retaliation range, watching as Alex flopped over onto his side, clutching himself.

Adam knew all too well how it felt to get nailed in the balls by surprise, knew that right about now, Alex's young coyote nuggets were throbbing sharply, with the hot ache just setting in. And yet, he had to admit...it was _hilarious_to see it happen to someone else. He'd always laughed his fuzzy butt off seeing one of his friends take a shot in the balls, just as they laughed when it was him rolling on the floor. It was only fair, he thought.

And lately? Lately he'd taken to dishing out sack taps of his own when his friends least expected it. He hated to admit it, but his older sister Melissa was right. It was awfully satisfying to nail someone in the balls and watch them drop. Besides, if girls got to kick him and laugh at the reaction, and if his friends got to laugh about that too? Adam thought it only fair he pay it forward.

"Ooooh!" Alex coughed a few times, wriggling in place. His backpack stopped him from rolling around very much. "Ooh, Oo-hohhh...my balls, my frickin' balls! I...aww!" He rubbed himself with both hands, whimpering, his ears flat and eyes squeezed shut. "I frickin' hate you right now, Adam! Aww, AWWWH!"

Adam put his hands on his hips, pretending to pose like a low rate super hero. "Don't be jealous, just because I, Adam, am Best Fox, and Master of Sack Taps, Ruler of the Gathering of Nerds!"

"Nnrrrrrhh!" Alex rubbed his thighs together around his hands, taking a few shuddering breaths. "F-frick! You g-got me really bad, that time! Stop doing that!"

Adam just rolled his eyes, folding his arms. "Like you don't do the same thing. You got Tom in the cheetah nuggets last week!"

"That was...for teasin' me!" Alex curled a little, moaning. "Ooooh, my frickin' left one won't stop aching. I'm gonna text Melissa!"

"Go for it!" Adam laughed, starting down the sidewalk. "She'll be proud of me."

"Yeah, but..." Alex glared up at him from the grassy ground. "I'm gonna tell her to squish you!" Alex glared at him from the grassy ground.

That made Adam's ears go flat. He huffed, shaking his head. "Whatever, that won't be any different from usual." He laughed again, waving at the helpless coyote. "See you later, dude! Glad I could help you find your dice bag!"

*****

Sally loved gym class. Well, love was a strong word, but she didn't hate it the way she hated most of school. But gym was definitely the young lioness's favorite class. Not because she was into sports, but because her best guy friend Alex was in class with her. It also helped that she could talk to Alex there without half the school overhearing. Between all the other loud voices, the playful shouts and yells, and the squeaking of sneakers on polished floor, it was easier to hold a halfway private conversation. Better still? The female wolf teacher usually let Sally and the other girls get away with playing Sally's personal favorite sport: kickball.

_Boy_kickball.

Today, she was planning to play a round with Alex. Technically, she was planning for her knee to play a round or two with his balls, but boy kneeball just didn't have the same ring to it.

The young lioness had been looking forward to racking Alex all day. He never had given her a good excuse for telling people she had a crush on him. Now it seemed like the whole school thought she did. Which...well, it was true, but she hated that people knew about it. Granted, Sally realized it probably wasn't that had a puzzle to solve. He'd been one of her best friends for years now, but lately, she just liked him...well...more.

Sally swallowed, a little heat flushing the inside of her golden-furred ears. She wasn't even she why she had a crush him. She just did. They'd always got along well. Alex made her laugh and they both liked hanging out. Heck, Alex never even got that pissed when she hit him in the balls. Most boys got really mad about that, but not Alex. Which was good, since Alex was her second favorite boy to kick in the balls, right after her big brother Max. Sally was pretty sure that not getting mad about it meant Alex had a crush on her, too. That, and the fact she was certain Alex was staring at her butt every time she walked away from him.

Well, Sally thought, two could play that game.

The young lioness had been following Alex around all free-play PE period so far, goofing off and laughing with him. But when he tried to insert himself into a basketball game, she hung back to watch. The slender young coyote had his glasses hooked around his head with an elastic cord, and had traded his usual nerdy video game shirts and jeans for a generic gray athletic shirt and red and gray shorts.

As Alex made a few awkward dribbles up the half-court, Sally glanced down at his butt. His tail swished and swayed above it, and his baggy shorts didn't exactly leave it outlined for her to admire. After a few steps, Alex bounced the ball off his sneaker, scrambled to try and grab it as it rolled away, and tripped over his own feet. With a yelp, Alex fell onto his hands and knees. Sally giggled at him, his clumsiness was sorta cute. So was his slender canine muzzle, actually. And his bushy tail. And, while he was on his hands and knees, she could even make out the outline of his butt.

Alex popped up just as fast as he'd fallen, spinning towards her. He flattened his ears back when he realized she saw his entire display, then flashed her a sheepish grin. "I...uh...meant to do that."

"Sure, Alex, sure." Sally hurried over, and grasped his hand. "Come over here!" She turned, jogging across the gym, nearly dragging him along. "I got a secret to tell you."

"Ummm...okay!" Alex hurried after her, panting. "Can't you just tell me here?"

Sally just giggled, heading for the far corner, near the retractable bleachers. A dozen other girls were already hanging out over there, some of them her friends, and Sally certainly wouldn't mind if they saw her do what she had in mind. On the way, she tried not to think about how warm Alex's hand felt in hers. Or how warm that hand would really feel if she let him slip it up under her shirt. Or...what a boy coyote might look like naked.

The young lioness flattened her ears, swallowing hard. Maybe one day soon, she'd decide to find out. But for now, she had other things in mind. She came to a stop near the corner of the room, and turned back towards Alex. Still holding his hand, she smiled at him, swishing her tufted golden tail.

"Hi, Alex." She squeezed his hand, stepping closer. Close enough for not just her muzzle, but her body to brush his.

The coyote gulped hard, the inside of his ears flushing crimson as he returned the squeeze. "H-Hi Sally..."

Sally giggled, finding his blushing nervousness adorable. Sometimes Alex was a real brat, mouthing off to his older sister and everyone else. But when she got close to him? It always seemed to leave him stammering. "Do you wanna hear my secret?"

Alex licked his nose, nodding. "Okay."

The lioness leaned in even closer, her muzzle brushing his tan-furred ear. Her body pressed against his. Sally kept her voice soft, making sure only he could hear it. "I think you're cute."

Alex sucked in a breath, his ears shooting up. His eyes widened behind his glasses, and he tilted his head to whisper back. "R-really?"

"Mhm." Sally squeezed his hand again, pushing herself a little more firmly against the unsuspecting coyote.

"I...I think..." Alex shuddered, and Sally was fairly sure she could feel something...firm...developing between them. Was he getting...a boner? Ooh, she'd never kneed a boy with a boner, before. "I think...you're cute, too."

"Yeah..." Sally took a step back, peering down. She giggled at the sight of the unfamiliar bulge in the geeky coyote's gym shorts. Yup, that was definitely a boner, she thought. "I noticed your thing agrees."

"S-sorry!" Alex hunched forward a little, trying to hide it.

"That's okay, Alex." Sally offered him her sweetest, most sincere smile, leaning forward to nuzzle his ear again. "I still think you're cute."

Alex smiled back at her, his tail swishing. "Thanks...I think-"

And then, still smiling in his face, Sally kneed the coyote in the balls as hard as she could. Her slender lioness knee wedged itself firmly between his thighs, as if a girl's knee was a naturally perfect fit for a boy's crotch. She felt both rubbery coyote grapes crunch against her knee as the blow lifted Alex to his tip toes. The impact left his canine chubby pressing out against his shorts for a moment, too.

"OOOOOHHH!" Alex doubled over, his gaping muzzle nearly forming an "O". His eyes popped out so far Sally expected them to jump out of their sockets and get stuck against his glasses. Then he hung like that, cupping himself with his free hand, seemingly unable to breath or close his muzzle. His ears slowly splayed back, and he gave a few clipped grunts. "Uh! Uhh! Uhhhn!"

Leaning forward till she was nearly muzzle to muzzle with him, Sally smirked. "Bullseye."

Ever so slowly, Alex crumpled to his knees, tears forming. As he slumped down, his eyes rolled back, and he gave a long, wheezing groan. "Ooooohhhhhhhnnnn!"

Sally released his hand, giggling up a storm. "Heeheeheehee, right in the puppy makers, Alex! Oooh, I had that planned!" She danced a few victorious circles around him, now and then thrusting her knee into the air. "The Lioness Queen strikes again! Her knee is undefeated!" She pointed coyote as he curled up on the floor. "Alex's nards lose another match!"

Before long, Alex was rolling around on the floor, and Sally stopped her celebration to watch. It was always so satisfying to get a boy there. And watching them roll and squirm at her feet was always her favorite part. Alex clutched his aching canine balls in both hands, rocking from side to side, crying. Any sign of his erection was gone now, as the poor coyote's penis must have retreated back into the relatively safety of his sheath the moment lioness knee met canine testicles.

"Ooohhhhhhhh!" Alex tucked his tail up between his legs, hiding his hands beneath it. He rolled onto his belly, shuddered, then rocked over onto his side again. "Uhhhhhn! My nuts! Oh...god...my nuts...my nuuuuuts!"

"I know, I know, your nuts, your nuts!" Giggling, Sally did a little spin, then came to a stop and jammed her knee up into the air again. "Boom! Right there! Girls win every time!"

"Yeah!" Her bunny friend Julie hurried over, cheering her on. "Right in his nuts! Nice one, Sally, high five!"

Sally high fived her, right over Alex's writhing form. "Yeah! Girls rule, boys drool!"

"Totally!" The bunny bounced on her toes. "Girls rule, boys drool!"

About that time, the bell rang, and almost everyone headed for the exit. Just before Sally did the same, she crouched down next to the still-writhing coyote. "I told you my knee wanted to pay a visit to Coyote Ballsville. And you know what? You look so cute when you're rolling around, holding your balls. Oh yeah, one more thing..." Sally glanced around, making absolutely sure no one was looking, then leaned in to ever-so-gently kiss Alex's cheek. "I do have a crush on you."

Then Sally popped up, laughing and jogging towards the exit. "Later, Alex! Enjoy your aching balls!"

*****

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