Pocket Fox: Acclimation

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#7 of Pocket Fox

These little gags presented themselves to me when thinking about Frank, Marty and Corey, and how they would acclimatise to this new intimacy they had found for themselves. These gags didn't really fit into the previous story and they don't fit the broader narrative, but I thought them too much fun not to share.


Corey tried the door to the bathroom. Locked. Steam and singing passed under the door and he smacked it in frustration, with a flat paw. "Get a move on in there, I need to pee, damnit." Frank pretended not to hear his brother's plea.

"Dad, tell Frank to get out of the shower and let me pee"

"Wait your turn, Corey" his dad reasoned quietly from the lounge, as he scrolled through the news on his iPad.

"No fair to play favourites just because..." Corey's father looked up at him over his glasses with a withering look.

"It's only been 5 minutes, you can hold it another five."

"Ugh!" the young vulpine threw up his paws. "Fine".

Frank continued singing to himself as he cleaned under his armpits. He was used to having privacy in his own apartment when he showered. Whenever he visited his parents' place he locked the door, not because he was afraid of being seen, but because he didn't want to be rushed out by his little brother making a stink. A cold gust blew under his tail. A familiar and unwelcome sensation. He turned the water off and yelled.

"Corey, what are you...?"

His brother's semi-erect penis forced its way into his relaxed ass via the portal toy, his knees gave way with surprise and he collapsed onto the shower floor.

"Corey!" he yelled in irritation. "I'm trying to get clean here you little shit, I don't need more cu...."

And then he felt a warm trickle enter his cavity, filling him slowly from inside.

"See, that's what you get for locking the door!" Corey yelled triumphantly through the door as he held the toy in place, peeing freely now into his older brother.

"Corey, can you please be gross somewhere else?" his father chided and shooed him away with a paw. Corey scampered to his bedroom, continuing to pee.

"Coreyyyyy!" Frank screamed as the yellow liquid continued to pump deep within him, flowing up into him like a fountain, inflating him like a water balloon and making him feel all sloshy inside, all...full... in a way he had never felt before.

His own sheath twitched with excitement at the strange sensation as he continued to fill, a whole bladder's worth of fox pee.

"C...corey, this better not awaken anything in me, or you will be sorry!"

He sat on the tiled floor, trying to understand why this was so arousing. He felt himself fill to overflowing and started panting.

"Uh, hey, uuh, Corey, are you done yet? I... don't know if I can, uuuh, fit any more."

Good thing he was in the shower and so it wouldn't be too hard to clean up. Even though, it would be another half hour and two showers later before Frank could leave the bathroom again. He tackled his brother and nipped him playfully on the shoulder.

"That was very naughty of you but.... Tell me when you want to try that again sometime, ok? It was kind of fun."

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Frank unlocked the door to his apartment with a sigh and headed upstairs, there in the bedroom on top of the bed sat his younger brother Corey naked and expectant. Waiting patiently for his bi-weekly kiss, cuddle, chat and (sometimes) blowjob.

The younger vulpine's ears perked and his eyes followed Frank attentively around the room. His somewhat more compact 19-year-old form was well defined with elegantly curved biceps, triceps, pecs and abs. The muscles moved smoothly under his skin as he turned to watch his brother enter the room, put his bag down and start taking off his pants.

Frank smiled, all the troubles of the day receding at the sight of his younger brother, he bent down to pull his pants down his red and white furred legs, revealing his own soft snowy white sheath and balls.

Frank ripped off his shirt, revealing his tall slender vulpine form and padded silently over to the bed. He favoured Corey with a tender kiss on the muzzle, then joined him in bed, his taller lanky frame curling protectively around his brother's stocker muscled physique.

They had repeated this ritual every week since the fishing trip. Corey stopped by Frank's apartment every Tuesday and Thursday after school and they cuddled while they bonded and talked about their day, sometimes sex but not always.

Wednesdays, Frank's dad insisted on taking him to some kind of "guy's night out" that usually involved something boring like tenpin bowling or a sports bar and culminated in the older fox balls deep in his son later that same evening.

Frank smiled and squeezed his brother tight, feeling fortunate for the special relationship he had with his family. He placed a little trail of kisses down the length of his brother's taught little body until he reached the inevitably expectant erection between his legs. He grinned up at Corey and licked his shaft.

"Uhhhh! Have I ever told you how much I love you, bro." Corey exclaimed as he felt the sensation of Frank's tongue along his length. Frank grinned.

"No, I don't think you have, how about you tell me all about it?" Frank teased and enveloped Corey's cock in his muzzle, knowing full well that his brother wouldn't be able to manage much more than a few words and low moans.

"Oh you cheeky bitch" Corey grabbed his older brother's ears and massaged them affectionately.

Frank started working his brother's cock into a lather when he felt the familiar breeze beneath his tail. Oh, that's right, dad was away on business, so he had borrowed the toy. This might turn out to be a threesome after all.

There was an explicit rule that Frank's dad Marty and his brother Corey didn't want to be involved in a threesome at all. They were both quite clear with him that they only wanted to play with him because... well he wasn't exactly sure what their logic was but they seemed pretty consistent.

He moaned around his brother's turgid member as his father entered insistently under his tail. Frank shuddered happily at the feel of the larger fox's cock push his pucker apart and plunge within him. He resolved to see if he could get them both to cum at the same time so he decided to edge his brother a little longer than usual.

Frank's dad took his time, pushing his cock expertly towards Frank's prostate and pressing that button deliberately, knowing how much it set his son off. Frank moaned louder and tried to concentrate on his brother's beautiful hard shaft, his taught skin, his bulging muscles.

His father picked up the pace and Frank did the same, earning him much prized squeaks of delight from his younger brother as he dug his paws deeper into Frank's head fur.

"Uh, come.. on... I wanna..." Corey was impatient, but Frank expertly pulled his tongue back, denying Corey the release, the younger fox squirmed.

"Please Frank, I wanna..."

Not yet....

The cock at his tail hole picked up speed, his dad must be reaching his crescendo now, Frank could feel the knot building, the anticipation, the throbbing. His own cock ached at the stimulation from his prostate. He grabbed his own cock and stroked it a little too. Wouldn't it be nice if...

Frank could feel himself getting closer, his brother was writhing around desperately grabbing at his ears and trying to thrust his hips into his brother's maw., his father was so close. Frank took a deep breath and clenched his ass tight and simultaneously suckled hard on his brother's sensitive tip. His father responded almost instantaneously with three rapid pumps filling Frank with a gratifying spurt of cum followed by his big knot. Corey cried out in passion and came thick and sweet into Frank's muzzle, who gulped it down greedily. This stimulation was all too much for Frank and he too came hotly into his paw, body heaving from the passion and exertion.

He leant forward and gave his brother a kiss on the nose.

"Ew, dick breath." Corey smiled lovingly and pulled Frank into a deep hug.

Frank carefully lapped up his cum from his paw so as not to get any in his brother's fur and clambered on top of the younger vulpine for their post-coital cuddle.

"Love you" Corey said breathlessly into Frank's chest ruff.

Frank's phone buzzed with a message from his father, but he didn't have to read it to know what it said.

"I love you too" Frank replied to them both with a smile.