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Melissa stood in the hot sun, savoring the wind that ruffled her rusty red fur. The heat that smothered the soccer field was stifling, and the gentle breeze was the only thing keeping her from storming back to the gymnasium and its blessed air conditioning. If it got any hotter, she was going to end up panting. Why they scheduled outdoor PE classes this close to summer vacation, she'd never know.

Not that the vixen was actively participating in any of the sports being played. Though normally she'd enjoy playing a bit of casual soccer, Melissa had no interest at all in any sort of strenuous activity when it was this damn hot out. Luckily, though, Melissa had long since learned that all she really had to do was fake being active any time she spotted the teacher glancing her way, and she'd earn a decent enough grade.

Then again, even during indoor PE classes the rest of the year, Melissa wasn't always that eager to jump into whatever pickup games were being played. Usually she was far more interested in just hanging out with her friends, or whoever was available. For now, though, most of the people she'd enjoy spending time with were already busy running around like idiots. If it wasn't so damn hot out, she'd probably have joined them, but for now, she'd have to make her own entertainment.

A soccer ball whizzed past her, skidding across the half-dry grass. Melissa spun on her heel, and a made a show of jogging after it. When she got near enough, she kicked it away before anyone else could close in. Given the laughter that came from some of the players, and the groans from others, she'd probably just booted it out of bounds. The vixen smiled, and gave a little bow, thinking that ought to be enough to be worth at least a C for the day.

Her credit secured, Melissa turned away. In the distance, well beyond the soccer fields, she spotted Amanda, one of her best friends. Amanda was a slightly chubby, gray and tan furred coyote. As usual, Amanda was wearing clothes that didn't match at all. She had a bright pink shirt, along with a skirt in a black and blue checkboard pattern. Her glasses even had tiny pink cat stickers on the stems.

Melissa wasn't really sure how Amanda managed to get around the gym clothes dress code with a skirt, but she liked her friend's unusual choices nonetheless. The vixen wasn't a big fan of having to wear a second set of clothes just for gym, either, but she made do with a powder blue top and matching shorts.

From the looks of things, Amanda and a few others had succeeded in sneaking away from the rest of the gym class. Melissa decided to do the same, jogging away from everyone else the moment no one was looking in her direction. As she neared her friend, she recognized the others who'd ditched class with her.

The first was an nerdy arctic fox named Sam who barely made it up to Amanda's chest. Sam's usually white fur was looking a bit darker and scruffier than normal, especially towards his back. However, according to Melissa's biology teacher, his species didn't always change color and coats of fur with the seasons the way they once did. Glasses perched on his thin muzzle, and a baggy gray shirt and gym shorts hung from his scrawny frame. His bushy tail flicked and swished, and his fingers intertwined with Amanda's. Though the two of them had never so much as announced it, it was obvious they were going out.

The third person in the group was a husky named James, currently down on his hands and knees in front of the other two. Both James and Sam were part of her younger brother Adam's friend group, the self-titled Gathering of Nerds. But while most of the boys in the group fit the moniker to a tee, James was a bit of an outlier. Where most of the geeks were bespectacled and scrawny, he was more athletically lean. He was still clumsy and awkward in his own way, but he was also the most traditionally handsome of the group. The husky's fur was a mix of black, silvery gray and white, with a black hood-like pattern over the back of his head and ears. James's gym clothes were both red, a matching shirt and shorts.

Melissa scrunched her muzzle as she trotted over to her friends, wondering why James was down on all fours like that. Maybe he'd run himself ragged in the heat and was about to puke. Or more likely, she thought, someone had given him a sharp tap right in the husky-balls. Wouldn't be the first time lately her own little brother bullseyed one of his friends in the puppy makers. But then again, she didn't see Adam around anywhere. And as far as she knew, Sam wasn't one to strike first. As for Amanda, she mostly just aimed for the nuts when someone else egged her on, or when her little brother drove her crazy.

"What are you doing?" Melissa came to a stop near everyone, leaning down towards James. "Are you sick or something? If the heat's making you puke, we need to get you inside."

James glanced up at her, blue eyes slowly focusing on the older vixen looming above him. "Huh? Nah, I'm fine. Thanks though, Melissa." He dropped his head back down, and swept a hand across the grass. "I'm lookin' for clovers, actually."

"Clovers?" Melisa folded her arms, blinking. "Why the hell are you looking for those?"

"Cause he bet me twenty bucks he could totally find a four-leaf clover before the bell rings!" Sam pulled his hand away from Amanda's long enough to rub his palms together. "Easy money!"

"Huh." Melissa splayed her ears, flicking her bushy tail. "Do you dorks even have twenty bucks to bet with?"

"Back in my locker." James crawled forward an inch.

"And I got my lunch money." Sam bounced on the balls of his feet, a habit Melissa was pretty sure he'd adopted from Amanda. "What Huskers here doesn't know is, four-leafed clovers are statistically extremely rare."

James snorted, glancing up at the little fox. "And what Scruffy Summer Coat here doesn't know is, I'm great at finding them! And, there's not that much clover, so-"

"So the odds are even less in your favor!" Sam giggled, kicking his shoe against some grass. "Don't worry, after you cough up your money, I'll buy you some fries or something."

Amanda shuffled closer to Melissa. "I'm just having fun watching these two act like idiots." She lowered her voice, and brushed her muzzle against Melissa's ear. "And enjoying the view."

Melissa blinked at that. She took a step to the side, glancing down at James. His bushy gray and black tail swept side to side in time with the slow motions of his hand across the grass and clover. At the end of each sweep, Melissa had an excellent view of the cute husky's butt pressed against the red fabric of his shorts, his tail poking out beneath the tail-loop of his waistband. That alone was a lovely sight. Even more fun was the fact she could clearly make out the plump oval shapes of the young husky's balls, too. They looked like a pair of walnuts pressed against the inside his shorts, just under his butt. They shifted slightly when he crawled a few steps forward.

She turned her head to nose at Amanda's ear, murmuring back to her. "You're right, that is a nice view. And he's so wide open." Melissa lifted her foot, waggling her shoe.

Amanda giggled and nodded. She raised her voice again. "You know James, I'm still surprised you're not playing soccer. But I guess it's only fair. After all, you were the only one out there who was any good at kicking the balls!"

"There's only one ball in soccer, Amanda." James was so absorbed in his task he hadn't even caught the double entendre.

Sam, however, caught on just as quickly as Melissa did. He flashed the two girls a grin, even as he covered up his own crotch with both hands. "I know someone else who's pretty good at kicking balls...bet she could really split the uprights right now, right Melissa?"

"Oh yeah!" Melissa took a few steps back, lining herself up behind the oblivious husky. "You guys wanna see how to kick two balls at once? Watch this!"

James's ears shot up, and he lifted his head, eyes going wide. "Wait, what!?"

By then it was far too late. Melissa ran three steps forward and kicked the younger husky in the balls as hard as she could. Her aim was just about perfect. The toe of her sneaker slammed up under James's butt from behind, smashing right into both fuzzy canine testicles hiding inside his red shorts. The walnut-sized nuggets squashed out to either side of her shoe as the impact lifted his butt an inch or so. THUMP! Both the sound of impact and the husky's ensuing yowl were swallowed up by the distant yells and cheers of the soccer game.

"AWWWWWWWHH!" James howled in shocked agony, hands flying back to his crotch. He flopped over onto his side, curling up, wide-eyed and howling again. "My balls! Aaaaaahhhhhh! Aaaaaahhhhh, my balls, my baaaalls!"

Melissa burst out laughing, stumbling back from her stricken friend. "Bullseye! Got 'em both!"

"Yes!" Amanda pumped her fist, laughing with the vixen. "Great shot! Right in the husky nuts!"

"Oooh, direct hit!" Sam yipped vulpine giggles, even as he cringed. He hunched forward, rubbing his own balls through his shorts. "Oooh, that's gotta hurt so much! Been a while since I had to feel it that bad!"

"Aawwwwwwhhhhh!" James gave a long, low groan, squirming around in the grass. "Oooohhhh!" The husky's whole silver-white face scrunched up, tears left wet lines down his cheeks. His black ears flattened back, and soon, he was rolling back and forth, back and forth. "Oh, God! My balls! Ooooh, my balls, my frickin' balls!" He rocked to his back, sucked in a breath through grit teeth, then rolled back to his belly, tail sticking up in the air. "God, Melissa, you frickin' squished 'em!"

"Awww, did I squish da hus-key bawls?" Melissa bent forward, making a pouty face, her ears drooping. "Poor widdle hus-key bawls, gonna ache for 20 minutes now!"

"Oh, shut up..." James curled into a near-fetal position, only to stretch all the way out a few moments later. "Goddammit, Melissa, between you and Adam I've got hit in the balls more times since I moved here than my whole life before that..."

"Awww...." Melissa cooed again, reaching down to pat his protectively-clutching hands. "Want to move your hands and let me to rub your balls better?"

"No way!" James curled up, glaring at her through tear-filled eyes. "You'll frickin' squeeze em!"

"Probably." Melissa straightened, smiling. "But maybe next time you sleep over with Adam, I'll do something nice for them again, instead."

"Hey, James." Sam quickly switched from protecting himself, to leering at the husky along with the girls. "Which one hurts the worst, right now?"

"Shut up, Sam..." James rolled to his other side, putting a hand over his face. "My frickin' left one, though..."

"Oooh, I bet that's his lower one." Amanda giggled, curling an arm around Sam's shoulders. "Melissa, did you know boys have a lower one?"

"Sure did." The vixen set her hands on her hips, flashing the coyote and the arctic fox a dangerous smile. "Which one is your lower one, Sam?"

"Uhh..." Sam gulped and tried to back away. "No current comment."

Amanda pulled him right back, not letting the smaller male flee. "It's definitely his left one!" She grabbed both Sam's arms, pulling them back to hold him in place. "Wanna kick him in it?"

"Love to!" Melissa moved to stand in front of them.

"W-wait!" Sam wriggled against Amanda's grip, but couldn't pull free. He gulped, his ears flattening back. "Can't you...uh...kick James's left one again instead? I was on your side!"

"All the more reason to kick him, too!" James snarled through another pained moan. "Won't be so funny now, Sam!"

"B-b-but but but!" Sam wriggled a little more, his tail bumping against Amanda. "Mine are, uh...molting...yanno, summer coat stuff, so..."

"You mean shedding, not molting." Amanda rested her muzzle atop Sam's head. "Neither of which is an excuse." She nuzzled the little fox just between his ears. "Besides...I think you want it! I bet your fox rocket is totally ready to launch, right now."

"You two make an adorable couple. But what was that last bit?" She perked her ears, a sly grin creeping across her muzzle at the idea. She glanced down at the little fox's crotch, and sure enough, a noticeable tent had developed in his gray gym shorts. "Uh oh!" Melissa reached down and traced a single finger against the outline of the small fox's erection, making him shiver in Amanda's grasp. "Looks like you're right, Manders, someone's got a lil fox boner!"

"Nnrrrr...." Sam shuddered again, his ears pinning back. "S-sorry. I....c-couldn't help it!"

"Nothing to be sorry for." She tilted her head, still brushing her fingers across it. "Kind of a weird time to get one, though..."

Sam's reply came as a loud gulp, and then a muttering under his breath. "Mind of it's own."

"That's what you guys say, anyway. But maybe..." Melissa trailed her hand down beyond the fox's chubby, till she could feel the outlines of his vulpine testicles through his shorts. They weren't as big as James's, closer to oversized grapes than walnuts. She circled her finger around one, leaving the little fox trembling and whimpering. "Maybe you like seeing other guys get kicked by girls? Or maybe you want a kick, too." She glanced over at the coyote, rolling the little fox's balls under her fingers. "We know how to get rid of boners, don't we Amanda?"

Amanda gasped, then giggled like mad, glancing at the rest of the class playing soccer far across the field. "Are you serious?! There's no way we could rub it for him right now without getting caught! Well...maybe if we get positioned so all they can see is our backs in the distance..."

"What?" Melissa stared at the other girl for a few long, silent moments, then sighed, shaking her head. "No, I'm not talking about jacking him off! I mean...that would be fun, actually. But I was just making a joke about kicking him in the balls!"

"Oh..." Amanda splayed her ears, ducking her head. "I...I knew that. So...uh...yeah, let's kick him!" She tugged Sam up higher, giggling again. "Alright, time for the extra kicks period!"

Melissa blinked, tilting her head. "The what?"

"The extra kicks period!" Amanda swished her bushy tail, glancing down at James, still laying half-curled on the grass. "That's...a soccer thing, right?"

Sam tilted his head back to gaze up at Amanda. "I don't think so...I think you mean, penalty kick."

James growled through his pain-grit teeth. "Will you just kick him already?"

Melissa did just that. She stepped forward and lashed out with her foot while Sam was distracted, burying the top of her shoe directly between the little fox's legs. The toe of Melissa's sneaker connected squarely with both the nerdy vulpine's fuzzy little balls, smushing them against his pelvis. The kick lifted him to his toes, and left the slightly flattened outlines of his testicles pressing against his gym shorts beneath his erection.

"OOOOOOHHHHHH!" Sam doubled over against Amanda's arms, his eyes both popping out behind his glasses. His muzzle hung open, lingering in a twisted O-shape, ears flattened back. Amanda released him and he fell to his knees, grabbing himself in both hands as his eyes crossed. Tears wet the lenses of his glasses. "Ooohh, oohhhhhhhhhhhh! My nards! My naaaaaards!"

"Not so funny now, is it!" James managed laughter despite his own lingering pain.

"Oh yeah!" Melissa threw her fists up in celebration. "Another bullseye for the Queen of the Kickball Sisterhood!"

"Look at his face!" Amanda danced around to join Melissa, giggling up a storm, as usual. "Oh my god, he's so cross-eyed now!"

Slowly, Sam's eyes rolled back. His whole face and muzzle scrunched up. He flopped forward, snout in the grass, balls in his hands. The fox's bushy, summer-darkened tail poked up over his rump, fluffed out and kinked at odd angles. Sam stayed in that position for long moments. He trembled, whimpered and groaned, glasses fogging up from his tears.

"UHHHNNN!" Sam sucked in a sharp breath. "Nnnrrrrhhh! That's...the worst one since last year!"

"Oh really? That long, huh?" That only made Melissa laugh harder. She gave her coyote friend a playful shove. "I think Sam gets hit in the nuts even less than Tom does. We really gotta start knocking him around down there more often."

"Totally!" Amanda giggled, bouncing in place. "Plus I think he likes it. He got a fox chubby the last time he saw me kick my brother there, too!"

"Really?" Melissa shook her head, watching as Sam slumped over onto his side, then started rocking back and forth. "Guess Alex better watch it, in case you decide to start showing off for your boyfriend."

Amanda covered her face with both hands, turning away, ears splayed. "Shut your butt! He's not my...I mean, he is, but...just shush it!"

"Never!" Melissa shoved her friend again, grinning. "The important question is...does he only like seeing it happen to other guys, or does he enjoy it getting kicked too?"

"I haven't figured that out yet. I think he kind of likes it, that's why I helped you do it! But I'm not sure..." Amanda leaned over the squirming fox. "Did you like that, Sam?"

Sam groaned, curling into a fluffy little sphere. "I..." He coughed a few times, blinking through his tears. "I dunno...my nards...oh god, my nards...it's...so much worse...than I remembered!"

"I get the feeling he hasn't figured out if he likes it, either." Melissa turned her attention to James. "What about you, buddy? How're yours feeling right about now?"

"Like they'll never work right again." James took a few deep breaths, only to end up squirming from side to side again. "Ooooh, fuck! It just keeps coming!"

"That's what she said!" Melissa snickered at her own joke, pulling her phone from the pocket of her gym shorts.

Melissa set her phone to record, and backed up a few steps until she had both boys in frame. While the males were distracted by the pain no-doubt throbbing away between their legs, she videoed the two of them squirming together. Sam rolled back and forth, back and forth, quickly flattening out the grass beneath him. James writhed more slowly, from one side, to the other, then to his belly, and back again. The husky's groans were lower in pitch than the little fox's. James' face remained all scrunched up the whole time, like he had a lemon in his muzzle. Sam's alternated between a similar expression, and a gaping maw, cross-eyed look.

"Are you filming them?" Amanda hurried over to look at the phone.

"Yup! I love getting two guys at once." Melissa filmed a little more, then tucked the phone away again. "You should see the one I got of Adam and Max rolling around in my living room."

"Quit filming..." James turned away, trying to curl up as if to hide his face. "It's not funny...I think you frickin' popped my left one!"

"First, I already stopped," Melissa said, walking over. "Second, I'm sure it's fine."

"Yeah, dude..." Sam twisted around to face the other stricken male. "I'm sure it's...fine. Besides, I think she popped both of mine!"

"Oh, god." Amanda dragged her hand down her muzzle. "Are you dorks still competing?"

"You know, if they're _that_concerned about them." Melissa glanced over her shoulder towards the rest of the class. If anything, they'd all drifted further away. "Maybe we'd take a quick peek."

James's ears shot up in alarm. "Mine are fine!" He curled up tightly.

"Mine are fine!" James curled up tightly.

Melissa laughed, then knelt down alongside Sam. She patted his hands, glancing up at Amanda. "What about yours, Sam? Do you think me and Amanda should take a look?"

"Uhhh..." Sam licked his muzzle, indecisive for a moment. "M-maybe...If...if you want..."

Amanda gave a mischievous giggle as she eased down into a cross-legged position on the other side of Sam, blocking the rest of the class's distant view of him. "Okay! But just a quick one...I don't wanna get expelled." She reached out and gently stroked Sam's arm. "And only if he's okay with it. I think I'm the only girl he's ever shown it too, so far."

"Aww, that's cute." Melissa leaned over him, stroking his other arm. "Well, Samuel? Wanna show a second girl your sheath and balls?"

Samuel gulped, his breath coming in quick pants. He gave a slow, single nod. "I...I kinda do, yeah..." The little fox slowly removed his now-trembling hands from his crotch. The tent in his shorts was gone, though whether just due to the pain, or nervousness, Melissa wasn't sure. Maybe both. Samuel pointed a slightly-shaky finger towards James, who was now watching with wide eyes. "But if he's gonna look, he's gotta show his, too."

"Well, James?" Melissa smirked at the husky. "You heard him. Either you turn around, or yours are gonna come out, too."

James sighed, flattening his ears. "You're gonna get us all arrested, Melissa. But I'll show, if...if he shows."

"There's my husky." Melissa patted Sam's belly. "He's definitely showing. Right now, in fact!"

With that, Melissa slipped her fingers into the front of Sam's gray shorts, and the boxers beneath them. She tugged everything down in a single, quick motion, completely exposing the nerdy fox's privates. His fuzzy, white-furred vulpine balls flopped out over his bunched up waistband, his sheath slung just above them.

Melissa leaned a little closer, examining Sam. This time of year, his fur wasn't as fluffy as usual, giving both girls a clearer look at the details of his genitals. Sam's testicles hung quite loosely thanks to the heat, like two fat grapes in an alabaster-furred pouch. The left was noticeably lower than its twin. Thanks to his diminutive species, they were a bit smaller than the other canine and vulpine ones she'd seen in the past. His sheath was smaller as well, a silvery-white tube, but within moments, tapered red flesh was spilling out of it, rising and growing.

"Again?" Melissa shook her head, incredulous. "You're getting a boner again?"

"I can't help it!" Sam's voice came as an embarrassed squeak. It took him only a few moments to end up fully erect once more, arctic fox cock standing at rigid attention, dark crimson against his pale belly fur. "I...I think it likes being seen!"

"Fox boner, fox boner!" Amanda giggled, reaching down to gently ruffle the fur across Sam's balls. They shifted with her touch. "He totally got one the first time I ever saw him naked, too!"

"I mean..." Melissa shrugged, flicking her tail across the half-dry grass. "I think that part's normal. I just didn't think he'd get one while his balls still hurt. Usually it takes at least till after the pain fades before Max can get..." Melissa trailed off when Amanda's eyes went wide. She quickly pivoted to embarrassing someone else, instead of herself and her special lion. "Speaking of which, James. You gonna show your stuff, or are we gonna have to pants you?"

James glared at her, then sighed and rolled onto his side. "Just...don't smash my balls again, huh? They're still really sore..." The husky hooked his thumbs into his own shorts and underwear, then slowly tugged them downwards. "If we get caught, I'm gonna blame you."

Melissa only shrugged, staring at what the husky revealed. His own exposure came slowly, a gradual reveal of a gray-silver sheath, considerably thicker than Sam's. A ruby red tip peeked from it, but nothing more. Towards the base, a vague hint of the husky's knot revealed itself in fat outline. James tugged his shorts and underwear down a little further, and his balls dropped out into the open, two oversized, pale gray-furred walnuts. Laying on his side, one nard sat atop the other, rather than side by side.

"There..." James offered the girls a sheepish smile. "Happy?"

"Very." Melissa licked her muzzle, savoring the sight. "Always nice to get to peek at the husky-balls again."

"Whoa..." Amanda's jaw hung open. "I didn't know they came in that size."

"Oh, yeah, I forgot you weren't there when we pantsed him in the sleeping bag." Melissa laughed at the memory of the first time she'd seen the husky naked.

"Nope, that was your _other_coyote friend." Amanda poked Melissa's shoulder. "Coyotes don't all look alike, you know!" Then she glanced at James again. "His nards are huge, though."

"They're not _that_big." Sam huffed, folding his arms. "Wolves got bigger ones."

"You'd know," James said, growling playfully. "You sneak almost as many peeks in the locker room as Adam!"

Both girls laughed when Sam pinned his ears. A moment later and defiance replaced the fox's humiliation. "Yeah, well, you'd only know that if you were peeking at us!"

"I bet they're always looking at each other's sheaths and balls, thinking they're all sneaky about it." Amanda giggled, her hands roaming up and down Sam's thigh. "Then they probably go home and jack off to it!"

"Do not." James glanced down at himself, then back up at the girls. "That'd be Adam and Alex. They're the ones who get boners when they're skinny dipping and stuff."

"Yeah, yeah." Melissa made a gesture as if brushing off the idea. "You say that as if you haven't admitted to us in the past that you'd totally let Adam stroke you off."

"Yeah, well..." James licked his nose, shrugging. "I mean, I'd take a handjob if it was offered..."

Melissa stretched out alongside Sam. "I'll be sure to tell him that, though...Lately, I think he's got his sights set on Alex when it comes to other guys. You know..." She waved at the husky's exposed crotch. "I'd offer right now, but yanno, we're in public and all." The vixen trailed off when movement caught her eye. She glanced back. Amanda's hand was now wrapped around Sam's erection, slowly stroking it. "Guess that hasn't stopped her."

Amanda giggled, her tan furred hand gliding up and down Samuel's tapered, crimson fox cock. His white-furred balls bobbled under it, now and then bumping her fingers. "Sorry! I just wanted to tease it, while it was out and standing at attention!"

"That's not teasing, Amanda." Melissa reached down to circle a finger around Sam's pointed tip. "_This_is teasing. You're giving him a handjob."

Sam moaned, balling up his hands into fist. "And it feels sooo good..."

Amanda tilted her head, but did not stop her stroking. Sam pumped his hips into her hand. "I thought it was only a handjob when you gave them an orgasm?"

"You keep that up, and you're about to." Melissa lowered her hand, easing her fingers beneath Sam's sack. "But...since you already started..."

Melissa cradled the little fox's bare balls in her hand, rolling them around. Even in his excitement, they were still quite loose thanks to the heat. They shifted and rolled easily in her palm. Their shape and size was a little different to the feline balls she'd played with last time, a little more overtly oval shaped. Her heart thumped a steady, excited rhythm. Doing this outside, during class was bold, even for her. This was even more dangerous than getting eaten out in her friend's hallway, while their parents slept nearby. And yet, that somehow made it even more tantalizing.

The vixen turned her attention towards the husky, who now stared with wide eyes and gaping muzzle. His own canine cock was quickly making itself known. James's pointed red tool slipped free of its furred enclosure, jutting up against his silver-gray belly. It was larger than Sam's, but similar in design, if not quite as dark red as the fox's. His balls tightened a little under it by the time he was fully erect.

When James caught her eyes, he growled at her. "You are gonna get us arrested!"

Melissa just shrugged. "I'm not the one committing indecent exposure right now."

"You're playing with Sam's balls!"

"That's public lewdness." Melissa smirked. "It's a totally different crime. And your balls must be fine, if you can sport a chubby like that."

"No thanks to you." James winced, reaching down to rub his left nut. They both shifted and jostled under his touch.

"I'd say that chubby is _definitely_thanks to me. Well..." Melissa tilted her head towards the coyote. "Maybe thanks to Amanda."

"Not what I meant, and you know it." James stared started at what the two girls were doing with their hands. "If she keeps that up, does...does she know he's gonna...?"

Melissa turned to watch the show. Amanda's hand continued to steadily glide up and down the little fox's cock, up and down, up and down, smooth and steady. Sam's tongue lolled from his muzzle, his eyes rolled back in bliss behind his glasses. Amanda alternated between watching Sam's expression, and enjoying the sight of her own hand stroking him, a big smile plastered across her muzzle.

The vixen put a finger to her muzzle to shush James. She wasn't sure if Amanda realized the little fox already seemed quite close, nor was she going to ruin that surprise. Given the pair's relative inexperience, she imagined they were both learning new things about what they liked to do, and where they were willing to do it. Both of them seemed engrossed, as if they'd forgotten where they were and what was going to happen next. No sense in ruining that now.

"Uhhhnnn!" Sam arched his back, pushing into her grasp. "Amanda, I...I'm..."

Before he could finish that thought, Amanda lowered her head to press her muzzle to his. Poor inexperienced girl probably had no idea how close Sam really was. And if she thought to tease the little fox, and then leave him wanting till after school, making out with him really wasn't going to help. Sam moaned, returning her kiss, even as Amanda's hand just kept pumping away around the nerdy fox's cock.

Melissa isolated a single vulpine testicle in her fingers, wondering just how 'into' having them hurt Sam really was. She pressed her thumb against it, putting a little pressure on it. Sam moaned against the coyote's muzzle, arching his back. Melissa put a little more pressure on the fox's left ball, earning an even louder moan. As if in response, Amanda pumped him faster, harder, while Melissa kept up the gentle but steady pressure on the tender gland.

All at once, Sam was clawing at his own shirt in frantic attempt to pull it up and out of the line of fire. He gave a muffled cry, his erection jumping in Amanda's hand, knot swelling. She pulled her head back, glancing down at his spasming tool with wide eyes. A quick spurt of whitish liquid burst forth, splattering the fur of his belly. Sam halfway rolled over, and Amanda moved with him, trying to aim him at the grass. His blissful writhing didn't help matters, though. While some of the geeky fox's next spurts marked the grass, others splattered his belly, his shirt, and Amanda's arm.

"Oh my god!" James laughed, wriggling away, his own exposed erection bobbling from the movement. "I can't believe you guys actually did that to him!"

Melissa released the fox's balls when his pulsing started to die down. She patted his furry sack. "It wasn't me! It was Miss Handsy over here."

Amanda held up her hand, staring at it as if she couldn't believe what she'd done either. "Sorry! Sorry! I didn't think he was gonna..." She quickly started wiping her hand off on the grass. "We haven't gotten to do that very often, and I forgot how quick-" She clamped her jaw shut. "I just...I got carried away!"

"I noticed." Melissa leaned back onto her hands, glancing at the messy grass. "That's definitely a penalty on the field, right James?"

"I'm...not sure that's a soccer thing, either." James sat up, tugging his shorts back up over his own lingering erection. "By the way, I think class just ended. Everyone's going inside."

"Aww..." Melissa stuck her tongue out at the husky. "Guess that means you're gonna have blue balls _and_bruised balls."

"Wait...what?" Sam propped himself up on his elbows. Fox seed marked his belly fur, and the bottom of his shirt. His vulpine cock rested against his belly, knot fully swollen. "But...but...I'm knotted! And..." He stared down at himself, horror dawning on his nerdy features. "Oh, no, how the hell am I gonna..."

Melissa pushed herself up to her feet, stretching her arms over her head. "Guess you're gonna have to ditch your next class. Just wait for everyone to leave the locker room, and then go get showered and changed into your regular clothes. Your knot will go down eventually, and you can take your gym clothes home and wash 'em. Everything else is the groundskeeper's problem, now." She held her hand out to help Amanda to her feet. "We gotta go, though. Bell's gonna ring any second. One student lagging way behind won't draw much attention, but even our half-assing gym teacher would notice four not making it back on time."

"Sorry!" Amanda kissed Sam's cheek. "Melissa's right, though. We gotta go. Just...tug your shorts up and...try to hide your thing till your knot's gone. You know, like usual. I'll meet you after school, okay?"

"Oh, damn it." Sam flopped back down, sighing. "Alright...I'll see what I can do. Amanda, sometime we gotta do this when I don't have to struggle to hide my knot immediately after."

"Hey, look!" James gave an exuberant cry. "A four leaf clover!" He plucked it, and then reached over and dropped it on the fox's still-exposed belly. "Looks like I win, after all!"

"Yeah, well..." Sam snapped his teeth. "Have fun not getting off!"

James growled right back at him. "Have fun explaining to the rest of the locker room why you're all messy and knotted!"

Melissa laughed, shaking her head. "Hey James, maybe you oughta ask Sam for a handjob instead of that twenty dollars."

When both boys glared at her, she just smiled and hooked her arm around Amanda's. Melissa hadn't realized those two had gotten so competitive, lately, but it was awfully fun to egg them on. She tugged Amanda forward, heading across the field. She wagged her tail, bumping it against Amanda's, whispering into the other girl's ear.

"I cannot believe_you did that. Sure was fun, though!" She pulled the coyote closer. "So...tell me, just how _into getting kicked and embarrassed by girls is Sam? Cause we could have some really fun sleepovers..."

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