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"Ok, now everyone listen up..." I heard my scoutmaster, a Beaver of fifty say to the gathered crowd of twelve fur cubs scattered around him. "This weekend we will be having our annual spring camping trip up the Appalachian Trail, right now the plan is to hike about ten miles to the campsite. I want each of you to find an older scout to share a tent with, and with that scout figure out what you guys are going to eat, and bring on our excursion."

I sighed blowing some of the hair that naturally gathered about my eyes, inwardly saddened at my ridiculous shyness and, my closet gayness. This weekend was going to be the worst of my life, I was going to be up in the mountains with a bunch of furs ranging from ten to eighteen, and I was going to be without my cell phone, the internet, my games or my porn. Yes this weekend was going to suck.

I glanced around my eyes traveled over the little furs scattered around me, my appearance painting an idea of arrogance and assurance, but my mind whirred in the awkwardness of the situation. As I continued my scan, I realized to my slight displeasure, that some of the furs had already begun pairing up. "Hey Tommy, Want to buddy up?" I asked to my only friend in the troops before I realized that he had already paired up with an attractive looking older fox.

I walked over to a nearby table sitting down, my tail pulled close around me as I surveyed the crowd. I sighed as I watched the groups gather and bunch up everyone slowly making their selections talking as they walked off to talk about what they were going to bring. I thought about my appearance, which as a wolf can be pretty awful. My hair, brushed to one side, coving one eye, my black fur tapering until it got to my stomach where a white patch grew around my pubic regions and just under my neck forming a bib like appearance.

"Hey, Peter"

I jumped slightly as I heard my name mumbled slightly from next to me, I turned swiftly to see Terrance, an Otter, and a senior I had a crush on since early in my foray into the scouts. "Ye- Yes?" I asked sputtering slightly.

"I think everyone is grouped up, do you want to be my partner for the camping trip?" He asked, tucking a hand behind his head, his ears flapping slightly displaying his awkwardness.

I sat there, temporarily speechless as I looked at the Otter, one of my many fantasy's of the otter had just come true. My eyes traveled down his torso slightly, before returning to his face, his body of a swimmer, tucked into his scout Uniform which looked almost two sizes too small enticed me, while his muzzle was pulled into a warm smile as his brown eyes looked at me. "Uhm, Yeah, Sure" I said, my muzzle pulled into a smile that I hoped matched the warmth shown by his when he heard me.

"Phew" he said, as he pulled his hand comically across his forehead "I thought you were going to say no there for a second"

His smile almost caused me to collapse in his arms, the warmth shown melted my heart as I looked up at him. But I checked myself, "could he be gay?" I thought, before an even more depressive thought struck me "even if he were why would he be interested in me? A little wolf, who isn't even 15 yet?" I sighed audibly, causing his facial expression to change into a slightly concerned one.

"You alright over there?" He asked as his gaze locked on my eyes.

"Yeah, I am, so... what are we going to bring then?" I asked hoping to change the subject, luckily he bought it...

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4 Days Later

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"Everyone ready to go?"

I heard the scout master say from his position at the front of the group. I moved slightly adjusting the weight on my back as our little group began making its way up the mountain side that was to become our home for the weekend. I glanced over at Terrance, as he matched my pace up the mountain.

"Look at that"

I heard him say from beside me, as he pointed to a flock of Blue Birds as they rose up as one into the still morning air, their royal feathers flashing in the sun. I turned from the sight to catch him as he looked at me, a sad smile on his face. He quickly looked away and resumed his cheerful demeanor.

We continued our walk, the troop growing farther apart as little paws became tired and their owners winded from the strain of carrying camp on their backs. I meandered along, minding the rocks and roots jutting out into the path, majestic oaks and maples that looked like they had stood for thousands of years rising up around Terrance and I as we made our way silently up the path. The path twisted and turned, crossing a stream at one point where we all stopped to gather water in our canteens and add two drops of Iodine to them, to purify the ice cold liquid. I looked up, the golden sunlight enjoyable as it casted its rays through the canopy of leaves warming our little group. It really was remarkable. The silence of one thousand years closed around me, alone in my thoughts the warmth of the sun relaxing my tired limbs as I sat on a large rock by the cool stream.

"Hey Peter?" I heard from behind me, my mind torn from its silent observance of the power of nature. I turned seeing Terrance, "I talked to the Scout Master, he is going to start letting people find camping spots, and I was wondering do you want to stay here?"

I looked at him curiously, as I took in what he said. "Oh yeah, sure this spot looks great, and we have water" I smiled showing him my approval. I stood stretching and brushing off the seat of my pants absentmindedly, as I made my way over to my pack where I could pull the tent out.

"Wait, Hold up, let's move a little off the trail, I know of an overhang that is awesome and very secure, we can tent on it" Terrance said from his spot by his bag. I looked at him as I regarded his idea, before nodding in agreement, and fastening my bag once more.

"Ok everyone, I'm going to let you guys start to find a spot now, don't wander off too far, be within the sound of this whistle" The scoutmaster said as he held up the aforementioned whistle "And please be safe, no bonfires, remember the Scouts Code"

I looked at Terrance who had crept up next to me while the leader was talking. "Ready to go?" he asked, as he readjusted his backpack on his shoulders. I nodded and we set off into the underbrush, the sounds of campers preparing to break down their bags becoming swallowed up behind us.

"So where is this place?" I asked as we walked, pushing brush out of our way was we went. My eyes following the slight swaying motion of his rump and rudder as he cleared the path forward, he really did have a nice rump.

"Its just up this way, about three more.... Ah, here we are." He said, coming to a halt on the side of a wide clearing where a small circle of stones formed a makeshift fire ring, ashes scattered around the interior of the ring showed its use. I glanced up taking in the view in front of me, it was the valley, the entire valley spread out before me, the trees, clinging lightly to the loose soil at the edge, providing just enough of a block to keep the worst of the wind out of the clearing, but low enough to showcase the magnificent view.

"So what do you think?" Terrance asked, turning back to me his body showcased against the backdrop of the valley, the sun glinting off of his oily fur, one hand shoved into the pocket of his leg where his bag now rested.

"It's... wonderful." I said, my jaw slightly open in awe of the view, and to this day, I still have never seen a better sight, Terrance, standing awkwardly off to the side, but still in my vision, and the valley spreading out below me. I could see the river flowing sluggishly along in its trek to the ocean, the clouds scattered about the horizon, and the city where we all lived nestled in the distance among the miles of farms and houses spreading out from it. The view looked like a patchwork quilt. The houses glittering in the sun, the silence of a world forgotten, enclosing Terrance and I in our own little world.

"Well, why don't we set up camp, as its starting to get dark, then we can go and explore alittle" He said a smile plastered to his face.

"Wait, what does he mean by explore?" I thought to myself, as I bent and pulled the tent and its stakes from its place on my bag. My mind wandered, as Terrance walked over and helped me set up the tent, "I wonder if I packed cards?" I thought chucking my bad into the now completed tent. I straightened, my back making a large crack as I flexed my muscles.

"Woah, dude that was loud!" Terrance called from inside the tent, before pulling back the flap and exiting wearing only his shorts.

His body, now exposed to me grabbed my full attention. The Otter stood as a pinnacle of male essence, his body sculpted by the gods themselves awed me with its gentle curved and sharp edges. His chest, molded by two large muscular pecks, and a solid wall of muscular abs rippled as he moved, the white fur of his chest contrasting strongly with the blackish brown of his arms and back, the vestiges of a treasure trail, of golden fur reached up slowly for his naval. His pecks, mounted on his tower of abs were bunched so tight I was surprised I couldn't hear them squeak as he walked past me to a log by the still cold fire ring. I gazed at the ode to masculinity and cheered my luck in having him as a bunk mate that was until he spoke.

"Like what you see?" he asked, a wide joking smile on his face, he moved his hands to his hips pumping his pecks slightly, his abs moving in the rhythm, as he watched me for a reaction, and boy, did he get a reaction. I stood there, blushing, my ears folded back, and my eyes cast down at the ground. If I could have disappeared I would have, it wasn't enough that I was gay, but now this idol of mine was going to tease me for being so. I hated myself, wishing that I could have just died.

I heard a sputtering from in front of me as Terrance realized what he had done."Hey, I was just kidding, I know you're gay.... I didn't mean for you to take it the wrong way..." he said, pausing as I looked up into the face of my crush, who had a few seconds ago unwittingly hurt me. "Wh- Why... do you think I wanted to bunk with you?" he said finally before unceremoniously slumping down on a log, and burying his face in his hands, his ears back, and his rudder slashing the air behind him.

I just stared. Of all the things to learn about Terrance, this had been the last on the list. "Did he... Did he just come out to me?" I thought to myself, my mind unresponsive to the new news. I crept over to him, resting a hand on his shoulder lightly, my other paw taking his maw in my hand and silently turning his tear stained face towards me. I looked into his eyes, those deep pools of brown that radiated passion and intelligence; I looked, and bent down, putting my lips to his.

We kissed, my hands moving to wrap around him lightly my eyes closing as I sighed, my paws coming to rest on the back of his head and his upper back, my fingers intertwined in his fur. I felt him react, his body moved, pushing into the kiss, his head tilting slightly as he opened his maw, his thick tongue snaking out into my maw, which opened slightly inviting his appendage in. I felt his hands slide slowly up my side, gently caressing my hips on their way to my shoulders where he grabbed on, linking his fingers behind my back. My maw opened more, my tongue snaking out to wrestle with his, I breathed deep, my nose filling with his natural musk, a mixture of ocean, and grass. My eyes opened, gazing over his features, his closed eyes, his eyebrows relaxed, as we slowly traded spit. I slowly pulled away, a strand of spit connecting our muzzles as we looked into each other's eyes.

"Woah" was all I managed to get out, before he stood and pulled me into a hug, his eyes closed, my face mashed comfortably against his muscular body.

"I- I was so afraid that I was doing everything wrong" he said between choked tears, "I suspected I was gay, or at least bi for awhile now, and I've never told anyone this before and..." he said, sputtering slightly. I reached around rubbing his back, and cooing too him quietly as he slowly finished his break down. I pulled from his embrace looking up at him, my eyes locked with his; I licked his nose lightly before pulling completely from him.

"Why don't we light a fire and get ourselves some food?" I asked, smiling at him, as he slowly collected himself. He smiled at me taking a step toward me his big goofy grin back on his tear stained face.

"Ok, that sounds fine" He said, moving off to collect some fallen brush.

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After Dinner

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We sat there our stomachs full of grilled chicken and corn, the fire slowly died behind us as we looked out over the valley. The sun, a low orange bulb in the sky hung lazily over the city that we called home. I looked over at Terrance, his paws laced together and resting on his stomach, I smiled, reclined against a log, I felt a paw reach for mine I looked over at Terrance, his eyes met mine, a smile plastered on his face. I opened my paw cupping his, we squeezed each other's paws lightly enjoying the feeling of the simple embrace.

It would take until the sun sank lower over the horizon, casting a slow shadow over us before we spoke again, the silent statement of each other's company assuring us of the things to come. The sun finally sank below the horizon casting its last rays over us, before plunging us into darkness. I moved to stand, turning from the scenic overlook; I looked down at Terrance, my paw still firmly attached to his. "I'm going to go get ready for bed ok?" I said, releasing his paw. I saw his smile falter a little as I let go, before perking up again.

"You'll be right back... right?" he said, as he made the cutest pleading look I've ever seen.

"Yes, now shush, why don't you get ready for bed too?" I replied coyly, my tail batting his arm playfully as I made my way back to the tent; I turned once to see him follow me, his muscles rippled as he walked. I unzipped the flap and entered the tent an oversized four man, with plenty of room for both him and me, and our packs. I walked over to my bag reaching in for my PJ's which were nothing more than glorified boxers, I pulled those out setting them down on the floor of the tent, before once more, reaching my paw back in for my sleeping bag, except.... It wasn't there.

"Oh Shit" I whispered, my eyes widening, as I looked around the tent quickly, searching for the little tightly packed roll. It wasn't anywhere to be seen.

"What's wrong?" I heard Terrance ask from his side of the tent, I looked up catching a full view of him. Terrance stood there completely nude, his form blurred slightly in the quickening dark, but none the less impressive, his torso tapering into a slow traditional V shape that culminated in a dark patch of golden fur gathered by his sheath, spread lightly south till it covered his soft balls. His sheath, nestled in the middle of his two muscular legs looked large and imposing, his balls full of unspent fluid. As I watched his sheath began to thicken slightly as he noticed where my eyes stared so intently.

I slowly pealed my eyes away from his swollen sheath, "I- I forgot my sleeping bag..." I said, as I trailed off my mine realizing how stupid it sounded. I looked up expecting to see him with his head in his hands, except he only looked concerned.

"Well" he said, resting his hands on his hips and regarding me slightly "I guess we can share, my bag is actually big enough for two" He grinned slightly his hand moving to cup the back of his head as the other rested on his hip, exposing more of his elegant body to me.

"Ok" I said, as I smiled slightly at him "I've never actually slept with anyone before" I confessed, before realizing what I had just said. I covered my mouth quickly "I, What I mean is... I..." I sputtered searching for the right words, while Terrance roared with laughter at my faux pas.

"It's ok, I know what you meant" he chuckled, as he unzipped his sleeping bag and crawled in.

"Wait, what about your PJ's" I asked noticing he was climbing in nude.

"oh, uhm, I don't wear them... Is that ok?" he said matter of factly, his eyes searching my face.

"Uh, yeah I guess so." I said, pulling my shirt off over my head, and unbuttoning my pants. I wiggled out of them, my boxers in full view, I grasped the edges of them as I took one final breath, I slid them off quickly standing back up my sheath swollen and the tip of my cock showing, my balls swinging slightly the white fur around my public region ruffling with the movement. I looked at Terrance, moving toward him, my PJ boxers long forgotten.

"Wow, your hot" I heard Terrance say as I sidled over to him, and slid under the covers of the sleeping bag, my fur pressed to his, our sheaths pushed together as I looked into his eyes. I moved my arms around him wrapping him in a warm embrace, pulling his head back into another kiss. He looked into my eyes, his sheath responding to mine being pressed up against him, sliding back as his cock forced its way out. And it was big. I groaned into his maw, my cock growing and sliding up against his the slick warmth of his member pulsating against mine. I felt him slide his paw slowly down my back and move to my front, wrapping his paw around our members and stroking them lightly, our balls bouncing together, our pre mixing, all the while our tongues wrestled in our maws. I humped slightly into his paw, whimpering at the sensation of his soft pads on my cock, and his shaft throb next to mine. I gasped the sensation of a coming climax building behind my balls.

"Stop" I whispered and grunted I felt his hand retract immediately his eyes looked hurt. I kissed him lightly. "I was going to blow too soon" I said as I smiled at him bashfully. He smiled kissing me back before he posed the question I had waited forever to hear.

"Can you turn over?" he asked, smiling down at me, as I turned away from him and got on my hands and knees assuming the classic Doggy Style position that my ancestors had used. I wagged my tail, my hole exposed to the night air, as Terrance slowly got to his knees, and bent down, his tongue lapping across my pucker. I groaned loudly, grunting and shoving back against the tongue cleaning my nether region. He lapped again, shoving his tongue into my tight hole as it slowly opened for him. I whimpered and nearly collapsed at the sensation flooding my rump. His tongue invaded my rump, I humped backward, as his tongue teased my prostate, and his paw caressed my hard cock.

"Oh Gods, Please, Mount me!" I pleaded with him, as I lost control of my body, shuddered involuntarily.

His tongue pulled out and I felt his paw on my waist and an unfamiliar rod at the entrance of my hole. I whimpered slightly as I wiggled my rump a little. He sucked in some air and pushed, taking my anal virginity in one push. He shoved inside me, his muscular cock piercing my hole I groaned, the pain immense, he stopped rubbing my back as he waited for me to adjust to his thick cock. After about ten minutes I felt the pain turning slowly to pleasure, his cock moved deeper at my coaxing, finally bottoming out all 7 inches in my innards. I squeezed down, and heard him grunt forcefully behind me, as he pulled out and quickly shoved his length back into my hole. His balls slapped against mine, I groaned my cum churned in my balls. The pleasure coming from my prostate as his cock pounded it to oblivion caused me to whimper out and squirm, my tongue lolling out as I was roughly mounted from behind. My hole coaxing him as he pounded me, I grunted as he bottomed out, his cock shoving deeper into me than before. I groaned feeling his weight collapse down on top of me as he shoved once more into my hole, his seed pouring out into my passage. I shuddered, his cock pressed on my prostate once more, which finally sent me over the edge as I coated the floor of the tent with my sticky seed. He grunted as he thrusted once more into my, my hole spilling some of his seed out onto the floor, mixing with mine.

He slowly brought his body up pulling me with him back down onto to sleeping bag, his cock still buried inside me. He nibbled my ear quietly, as I cuddled back into him closing my eyes. Outside, the world moved on and a full moon rose over the valley.