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** Not Much Happens...**

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Story Codes: B/B, oral, exhibitionism, romance, coming of age, first time, tickling (incidental), incest (incidental/implied).

The air was hot; heavy and still. Pungent with the scent of dried grass and thick with the red dust, sent skyward by the rare passing cars and horses, refusing to settle. It wasn't anything unusual in summer, and I barely noticed it as I trudged alongside the road, kicking up some dust of my own. The sun burned the top of my skull straight through the fur, and once again I regretted forgetting my hat.

It was only a short walk to the shops, I'd told myself. Only ten minutes or so, and the hot sun had been behind the clouds - until a few minutes after I went outside, of course.

Dressed as I was, the heat wasn't unbearable. I was wearing just my tan shorts, my red t-shirt and my hiking shoes, and I could probably have gone without the t-shirt, even. My thick, rose-marked fur was protection enough from the sun itself without getting me too hot.

Oh. I just realized I hadn't introduced myself. My name's Taylor. Taylor Kirkland. I'm a leopard, well, an Amur leopard, I'm twelve years old, and I live out in a little town in the middle of bloody Whoop-whoop, Nowhere. Actually, we don't even live in the middle of the town, or even near my school, but out a ways. I don't normally keep a diary or anything but I wanted to write about a special day - well, two - that changed everything for me.

And it all started when I went out for this bloody walk in the baking sun. I crested a hill, walking on the crumbled bitumen and dirt to the side of the road, or on the road itself whenever it got too rough. The shops ahead were just two buildings of wood, brick and plasterboard, old and quickly constructed, built on a concrete foundation. Gravel had been laid to form a driveway, and the wild grass and hardy plants had grown not only around the buildings, climbing up the sides and winding around the drainpipes, but taken root beneath the crushed stone too. Sticking up from the ground here and there.

A lone petrol pump and tank sat off to the side, under the shade of some thrown-together corrugated roofing. Looking down the road, stretching without end to the shimmering horizon, I guessed it wouldn't get used anytime soon. It was just a little petrol station or truck stop before there was nothing but farms, mines and bloody dirt for hundreds of kilometres. They got a few local customers too, my family and I were regulars. It's not that nobody lived out here, just not a lot.

I checked my wallet was still in my pocket and jogged across the road, heading for the general store. Each step I took, there was this satisfyingcrunch from the dry grit and gravel.

The store, which had been here since before I could remember, was air-conditioned, but not very well. I could hear the fans in the ducts above straining and groaning, blowing dry, not-quite cool air through the roof. Even still, it was so much nicer than being out there in the blazing sun and thick dust. I sighed aloud as I crossed the wooden floor, heading straight for the till.

"I've been trying, but not much happens around here, though," I heard a female voice saying. "It's a quiet place alright."

Everyone always said that, even those of us that were born here. I didn't think that was true at all. Sure, we were in the middle of nowhere, but that didn't mean nothing happened. Like this morning, for instance.

I don't know why it started, but mum and dad had been having a row since before dawn. The third time this year, I think. They'd started to fight a lot, and every time I'd just try to get out of the house. Although nothing really bad came of it, the things they said were mean - and a few times, they were about me.

As usual, I just had to get out. I had to go somewhere... I didn't care where. This small shop was the nearest sign of life to my crappy little house, and my mum sealed the deal just when I was about to leave, asking me to grab her a pack of smokes.

"We're pretty far from night-life around here, love." The owner of the store was a pleasant old quokka. I liked him. I think he lived in town and drove to work in the morning, don't think he lived out here. "It's a bit of a change from Brizzy."

"I know," the lady continued. When I came around a shelf, I saw her. Tall, slender mouse-lady. Recently moved here. Dressed up a bit. Don't know why she bothered. "I can't complain. It's nice around here, all quiet. David's got himself a good job up here."

I slinked closer to the counter. I was always quiet. I don't know why - it's not like I'm super-shy or anything. I just don't like making noise.

"What'd you say he was doing now?" The quokka had a smile on his face, which only got larger when he saw me. "G'day there, Tazza. I thought I heard ya sneak in here."

"Hey." I flashed a smile of my own.

"What's on the list today?"

I walked over to the counter and leaned on it. "Uh. Just the usual. Forty pack, Denny Blues."

"Righto. Give us a sec." The storekeeper unlocked a small cabinet behind the counter and pulled out a small cardboard container, placing them on the counter. "Twenty-two eighty."

I handed him the two notes my parents gave me earlier and waited for his change. As he did, I realized the mouse-lady was staring right at me. As if I'd just shot a baby or something.

"It's for mum," I explained.

"... Oh."

"I prefer Skyline Orange, anyway," I added, smirking. The lady blinked.

"Don't you bloody start," chided the storekeeper, handing over my change. "Clown. It's already bad enough that I give them to you, so don't start smoking them. It's not bloody worth it. Trust me."

"I know. I'm kidding." I pocketed the change and cigarettes. "Bloody stinks. Thanks."

"No worries. Cheeky sod. How long now 'til the big day?"

"Huh? Pardon?"

"Your birthday! The big one-three." The adult chuckled at me, shaking his head. "Come on, mate, you're too young for that."

"Oh, right. Uh, three weeks."

"Ahh, I remember when you first moved in here. Time flies."

Without thinking, I gave him a sour grunt. "Sometimes. When we don't want it to."

"Yeah, that's it. Alright mate. Be careful out there. Heard on the radio we got a storm coming."

"Yep. See ya." With that, I turned and strode back to the unpleasant dryness outside. Already trying to decide where to go next. I liked the quokka storekeeper, but I didn't feel like hanging around.

A little rain wasn't going to change the fact that I had to get away from home today. Outside was definitely where I wanted to be. I liked exploring around here.

Besides. Whatever they were fighting about, it was probably my fault anyway. It always seemed like it.

As I stepped out onto the gravel again, head down and ears drooping, I heard something to my side. The sound of something skidding on the loose dirt, then crashing down to it.

"Freeze!" declared a familiar voice. Rolling my eyes - and head - dramatically, I turned to look. But even though I acted like that, I was happier all of a sudden than I had been all day.

A few metres from where I stood a mountain bike had been quickly dropped to the dirt and gravel. Next to it was a young, slender fox, clad in denim jeans, brown, dusty half-boots and a dull yellow t-shirt with wide blue stripes - holding some neon-coloured plastic toy right at me. Surrounded by a billowing cloud of kicked-up, swirling dust.

He was smaller than me, with longer head-fur, just down to above his neck, and a perpetually swishing tail. His fur was almost the same colour as the dust: a rich, reddish-brown.

"Yeah, yeah, don't shoot." I couldn't help but smile. "Hi Jayden."

"Hey Tazza." The brown-furred vulpine pointed his 'weapon' down, grinning. No doubt proud of the 'cool' way he dismounted his bike and drew his weapon. "What're you doin' here?"

"Getting a forty-pack for mum. What the hell is that?"

"Mega-Soaker. Watch this." Jayden turned and fired a powerful stream of water right at the dirty petrol pump. The liquid struck with a resonant thump, dispersing into the hot air with a cloud of water and dust. "Boom! It's powerful, hey? I just got it today. Cooper got my old one. We also got this one that looks like a machine-gun; you plug a hose into it and just let 'er rip!"

"Oh, awesome!" I wasn't faking that - it sounded really cool. Especially given how dry and gross I felt right then, my brain instantly starting fantasising about a water-fight.

"Yeah. Soooo, you comin' over?" The fox's muzzle split into a grin. "Mum would love to see ya."

I tried to conceal my excitement. "I dunno. Am I allowed?"

Jayden, not even twelve yet, was easily my best friend in the whole world. He was the middle son of a farming family out even farther than my place, and he was really mature, but always knew how to have fun. A lot of the time, he seemed more adult than me or most of my other friends, in fact.

We often stayed at one another's homes. Just last month, before the school holidays, we'd both been lost out past the nearby hills for a whole evening - and didn't even care. We had each other, so whatever.

I didn't have any other family aside from mum and dad, so without Jay, well, I felt kinda alone most of the time.

"Yeah. C'mon, I was bored as anything." Jayden bent down to his bike, opening the small backpack he had dropped next to it. He stowed his water-gun in it and took out his wallet. "Do ya wanna go fishing or something?"

An intrepid fly attempted to land on my nose (yeah, I read a lot), and I brushed it off. Thinking, I looked at the sky; it was brilliant blue and cloudless. There was no sign of rain at all. "I guess... but I, uh... I don't have my gear with me."

"Your place is closer. We can go there first."

"... Nah. I don't wanna."

Jayden's expression softened, and his seemingly permanent smile faded. "Is everything alright, Taz?"

"Yeah."

"You can borrow my dad's gear. C'mon."

I nodded. Sometimes it was like Jay could read my mind or something. "Thanks."

"No worries. Let's go." Jayden picked up his bike and backpack, and together we started down the dusty road.

"I think the lake is a dried up, but we'll see on the way back," he piped.

"Yeah. We can just go for a walk if -"

Jayden suddenly spun on his heels. "Oh, wait, the milk!" he cried, sprinting back towards the shops, leaving the bike to collapse once more to the ground. "Hold on!"

And once again, I found myself rolling my eyes.

With Jay, I found myself doing that a lot.

But, you know. Not too much.

*

As expected, the lake was a dry, stinking, mud-hole. Not letting our disappointment stop us, the two of us pressed on towards Jay's farmhouse. As we approached, the scenery changed. As it did, the heat started to become more and more bearable. I really love going to the hills; it's so peaceful, and, of course, much cooler. Literally.

The journey took some time - a half-hour, as we both switched between riding the bike and jogging - and it took us away from the dusty, flat plains of the town and towards the leafier hills. Though the sun still bore down like a furnace, the tall eucalypts and jacarandas on either side of the roads and trails gave us much more shade. The brown vegetation slowly changed to greener, thicker underbrush all around us. It was always fun seeing how quickly the trees got denser and more numerous. Like we'd stepped into a different place completely in some ways.

"I think we can forget about fishing," said Jayden, pushing aside the pointy spines of a grasstree, snapping one of the long, thin spines as he passed. "I forgot how dry it's been this year..."

"Is it gonna, you know, hurt the crop?" I enquired, snapping off my own. "Or whatever."

"Pfft, nah. Not really; plums are tough. Besides, we store water year 'round." The fox chuckled, swishing the long, green spine at a wattle bush. "Hey, I've got an idea. Let's stop by my place and head over to the river instead. That won't be dried up."

'Wait, what?' I thought, taken aback. "That's ages away!"

"It's not that far. We'll take some stuff there and camp until evening! It won't be dry." Jayden looked back at me, his hazel eyes wide. "Come on! I've wanted to go camping with you for ages!"

I almost objected, but then I realized just how perfect an idea it really was - nothing would give me a better reason to stay away from home than hanging out with Jay until sundown. He might even be able to get permission for a sleep-over. Maybe even a campout somewhere on his property. Slowly, my ears pricked up and a smile came to my face.

A thought struck me then. "Huh? You've wanted to go camping with me?" He'd never mentioned that to me at all.

"Yeah. I usually go camping with my brothers, but... Chris isn't here this year, so I was hoping we could." Jayden looked back again with that same earnest expression. "We're old enough. Aren't we?"

"I dunno... Maybe. I guess it depends on your mum. Where's Chris?"

"He joined the Army. He's off gettin' taught how to shoot people. Or something." Jayden sounded bitter. "Mum and dad said me and Coop were too young to go alone, but they should be okay with it if it's just us."

"Why don't they just come with you?" I was a little baffled. "Your dad could take ya."

Jayden shook his head firmly. "It was a brother-thing. Or, you know. Just no adults allowed." He split from the path and jogged over to a rocky incline. "This way! Shortcut!"

I was curious now, but I decided to keep the questions to myself and follow the independent little fox as he scampered up the embankment...

No adults allowed?

... Hell, that sounded pretty good, but why?

After all, what good were adults on a camping trip if they weren't there to at least carry the heavy stuff?

"Come on! Race to the top!"

*

" But why can't I come!?"

"I'm sorry, Coop!" Jayden cooed, trying to soothe his younger brother, taking a knee next to him. "Mum and dad won't let us take you because you're too little!"

"So?!" the six-year-old demanded, stomping a paw. His features had been twisted by such sadness and betrayal that I felt guilty just standing there, watching - but it was all true. Jayden's parents had forbidden us to take him. Still, I couldn't believe they'd said we could go ourselves! On such short notice, too!

"Mum and dad don't think we can look after you, Coop. Look, we'll-!"

"Chris took me!" the kit interrupted, blinking his teary eyes. "Not fair! It's unfair!"

"Chris is nineteen," Jayden said patiently. "I'll make it up to you, okay Coop?"

A few deep breaths later, the little kit nodded. "Ohhh, but I really wanted to come..."

"It's not a proper camping trip, Coop. It'll only be for one night."

I blinked. "R-really? We got permission for a whole night?!"

"Yep!" The fox stood up again. "Awesome, huh?!"

Now that was a surprise! I hadn't been there when Jay spoke to his mum about that, or when she called my parents to ask them. I'd been in my friend's messy, wood-floored room, trying to placate his little brother. Who was now sulking his way into the kitchen.

Jayden's house was really cool. It was an older, farmhouse style place with antique Jarrah floorboards, plenty of soft, patterned rugs and carpets. High vaulted ceilings of exposed wood, walls of stone and brick. Not to mention it was three times the size of my house. Unfortunately, it really was far enough away from everything...

There was a knock on the heavy bedroom door, and then we turned to see the thickly built form of Jay's father looming in the doorway. "Alright boys," he rumbled.

I knew for a fact the adult never hit his sons or anything like that, but he was sure intimidating at times - at least I thought so. In all their time together, I had never seen them fight, though. They never even yelled at each other. They all got along so well.

... Not like my family, I guess.

"What's up, dad?"

The adult folded his arms. "You boys be careful out there. Make sure you take everything, Jayden. Just in case something goes wrong."

Jay rolled his eyes. "Yeah, right, dad. Gotta be careful of those vicious rabbits!"

But the grownup didn't seem amused. "How about the snakes? That are all over the place this time of year?"

"... Oh, right." Jay chuckled sheepishly. "Yeah, we'll take everything."

"Good."

"I'm out there all the time, dad, it'll be fine. You know it." Jay pulled his travel backpack on again. "We've never had anything go wrong when we camped out before, either."

"I know." The adult reached out and lovingly ruffled his son's head-fur. "It's not the point, Jay. The other times with Chris were different - this is the first time it's been only just you and Taylor. Right?"

"Right, dad. I promise I'll be careful."

"Good. Taylor, you're the eldest here, so I'm counting on you, too - are you up for it?"

I nodded emphatically. "Yeah." I understood him completely - I had to take everything seriously. It felt good to be responsible, I think. I never really got the chance most of the time. My dad never put me in charge of anything.

"Good. Come on, let's go over everything in the living room... just one more time."

Obediently, we followed the grownup back to the other side of the house. Jay shot me a helpless look as we did, full of dismay and frustration.

Naturally, we both broke out giggling.

*

Even as we hiked out towards the river, I still couldn't believe it. The fact that my own parents agreed so readily to letting us stay out overnight - camping unsupervised. Or, for that matter, that Jayden's parents allowed it. Hell, my mum even told me not to worry about bringing the smokes home yet. That was weird, but she probably just told me to go get them to get me outta the house anyway.

I didn't even think I would run into Jayden for another week or more. We lived far enough apart that it was hard to stay in contact outside of school, and neither of us had phones or computers to chat with yet. I definitely didn't think we'd be able to just go out camping overnight on a whim like this.

I stayed behind Jay, letting him take the lead. After all, we were still on his land. It was entirely possible that Jay knew this area better than I knew my own block. I was happy to just walk along behind, chatting and grinning - Jay's tail always swished whenever he walked, like one of those old clocks.

The both of us were carrying heavy packs on our backs as well as one carry-bag each, so we took a break every ten or so minutes. We were both pretty fit, both of us played sports, it's not like it was super hard, but hauling all the camping gear by ourselves was just tiring.

A half-hour after we set out, we came to a relatively clear area, at the top of a steep, grassy hill. My shoulders were aching, thanks to the thick backpack straps that dug right into my muscles, so I came to a halt, looking out over the ledge.

"Oi, Jay?"

"Yeah?"

"Why don't we just set up here?"

The fox thought about it briefly, but shook his head in short order. "Nah. Trust me, where we're goin' is even better."

"Well, okay, but we can take a break? We've got all day."

"Alriiiight. Wuss!" Jay grinned.

Unable to help it, I grinned back at him. "Oh yeah?!" I said, pretending to crack my knuckles. "You wanna carry the tent instead, huh?"

"Who's gonna make me?"

A more perfect response couldn't exist. I threw down the bag and shucked off the backpack. Jay did likewise, leaving them in the grass, his eyes widening.

"No-no-no, don't you even think about it!" Jayden chortled, stepping backwards.

... As if I'd let him.

I rushed him quickly, grabbing his wrist and pulling his arm to the side, exposing his skinny flank - a few quick pokes was enough to collapse him into a ball on the ground, and I easily wrestled him onto his back, poking him a few more times for good measure!

He squealed and laughed aloud, managing to twist and squirm and get his legs around my waist. But all that did was hold me in place!

"You wanna know who's gonna make you, huh?" I demanded, assaulting his ribs and belly with my fingers.

Jay started to scream his laughter, trying to buck and wriggle away, but I kept him hopelessly pinned. He tried to grab my wrists, but I was too strong and kept changing my targets!

I dunno how long I kept going, but I was definitely enjoying myself. I really like tickling Jay. It's fun. It's cool. He's all skinny and warm, and you can feel his muscles and stuff.

Not that I'd ever tell anyone about that. Hell, Jayden seemed to enjoy being the victim, so we just left it at that.

Jayden quickly started begging for a truce - which was bullshit, because each time he tried to tickle me back I just stopped him. He really wasn't doing anything to me at all. But I slowed down, being the merciful guy I am.

At last, I snagged both his wrists and pinned them above his head, settling my weight onto him.

"Do I rule?" I taunted him, getting really close to his face. Our noses almost touched and he held his breath. "Or do I rule? Pick one."

For a brief second, I realized just how happy Jay looked - he had a wide, toothy smile on his face, and his eyes were soft, meeting mine. My heart skipped a beat.

"Option C, bitch!" Jay chortled. Then he shot his tongue out and licked my nose.

I did NOT expect that. Never in the world would I have expected that. That sort of thing just wasn't done! That just wasn't cricket! I recoiled slightly, but didn't release my grip. "Ech!" I said. "Gross!"

Jayden just laughed at me, and I slowly relaxed. Eventually, I let go of his wrists, but I didn't bother moving away. I sat on him heavily, folding my arms.

"Don't tickle me again!" Jay warned. "I gotta piss."

"Got spare pants?"

"Dude!" His expression was totally priceless.

I let him up - not that I believed his threat. There was no way he'd piss himself just to get me to stop tickling him. I sat back and smirked at him as he stood, brushing the grass off his back. He stopped and looked at me, though. An odd look on his face.

"What?" I asked.

"Huh, what?" he repeated, looking away. "Nothing. Hey, uh, seriously, I gotta go. You?"

It took me a little while to get what he was asking. "Oh, yeah. Okay."

I got up too, brushing grass off my knees, and we both wandered over to the edge of the hill, where a small, thin-trunked tree sat, its leaves brown and desiccated.

My stomach felt a little fluttery, but not because I was nervous. We'd done this before. In fact, we'd both seen each other's stuff a few times now, usually when we had a piss together somewhere like this or got changed for the pool. It never seemed to bother Jay or his brothers, so I never let it bother me. We knew each other really well. We didn't have to really sneak looks.

It was exciting. I always got that weird, fluttering excitement, sometimes just thinking about it, and my pulse got quicker.

So, when Jay undid his belt and fly and pulled his dick out, I did the same.

Together, we took aim and let loose right at the bottom of the tree-trunk - making sure not to splash one another, of course.

Jay looked a little shy or curious. He bit his lip, occasionally flicking a glance at me, especially my lower half. Not really trying to hide it, but not making it obvious either.

In a minute, we pressed on. After only a few brief moments, we went back to chatting. About everyone and everything. I noticed that Jay hung a little closer to me as we walked.

It didn't take long until we reached the top of another small ravine, a divot in the landscape filled with scratchy, dark-green vegetation, tall trees and grey-brown dirt. Through the middle ran a stream - its water glistened in the midday sun, and I could hear a gentle rushing sound.

It was like we'd gone to a different world - it was still a hot, dry day, but the ravine was filled with tall, green grass and darker, wet soils. The trees were taller and denser, but still the sparsely leaved, rugged Australian trees that grew everywhere around here. It was no tropical paradise, but it was much cooler, much nicer, and our noses weren't filled with the dry stink of dead grass and airborne dirt!

"Here we go!" Jay exclaimed, pointing to a clearing near the middle of the ravine. "There it is! The family campsite!"

"Awesome!" I groaned. "At last!"

"Aww, harden up, princess." The fox grinned at me. "Come on. Let's get set up."

It didn't take that long to do exactly that - following Jay's orders, we dumped everything in one place, then went around in a circle, sticking little poles into the ground - according to Jay, they were citronella candles that we'd light when the sun went down to keep mosquitoes away.

Jay used a stick to dig out a fire-pit while I pulled the stuff out of the tent bag. I wasn't sure how to get a fire going, or even if we should, but Jay insisted it'd be alright if we made a proper pit.

Our little campsite was nearly ready in less than twenty minutes - we just had the tent itself to set up. After that, Jay called me over and he started to pull things out of his backpack. I knelt down on the soft grass, and Jay sat cross-legged, rummaging through the bag.

One of the first things he showed me was a strange, black, plastic block with a few buttons on it. "It's a GPS tracker," Jayden explained to me. "Dad bought it for the ute, but we use it whenever we go camping."

"Oh, cool!" I exclaimed, taking it from him. "Does it work all the way out here?" It was heavy, and the display was one of those older looking greeny-black screens.

"Yeah, man. We just gotta stay near it and keep it dry." Jay rummaged around a bit more. "Uh. Okay. Let's see..."

"Hey... we don't get crocs around here, do we?" I asked, suddenly wary. I looked through the bushes at the nearby river.

Jayden just laughed at me and pulled out a square plastic device. "I brought this for later."

It was a tablet - one of the more recently released ones, with an eight-inch screen. Jay's family was actually pretty affluent.

"Got a few movies on it we can watch!" Jay shot me a huge, foxy grin and went to put the tablet back in the bag.

He accidentally hit the bag with his foot, and it toppled over.

My eyes flew open wide when a big, curved bottle made of glass slipped right out of the bag and onto the dirt. Jay cursed - which he didn't do often - and grabbed it.

"Wait, is that...?" I asked, looking my friend straight in the eyes. "Is that a wine bottle?"

Jay smirked and stood the bottle upright. "Yeah. It's the fruity wine stuff my mum likes - she lost this bottle last Christmas and I found it in my room a few days ago."

"Jay, we shouldn't drink alcohol when we're camping," I said, trying to sound authoritative. "It's dangerous." I didn't bother adding that we were only twelve and eleven years old - growing up with an older brother and sister, Jay didn't seem to care about his own age.

But he flatly contradicted me. "No it's not," he insisted. He didn't exactly sound angry or heated, but I was surprised by how firmly he spoke. Probably didn't want me to talk down to him. "The last few times we all went camping we took a bottle. Trust me. We do this every year. We don't have to though."

I wasn't sure what to say. I hadn't ever had the chance to really drink before, and trying it out here was probably the only chance I'd get for a long time... But should I? Should we?

After a moment, I realized Jay was looking at me with an earnest expression, waiting for my reply. "Alright, whatever," I grumped, shifting my knees out from under me so I could sit cross-legged like him. "I just don't wanna get drunk and drown in the river or something."

When I looked over at the bag, though, I saw something else. Quickly, I leaned forward and snatched at the bag. Jay was too slow to stop me, and I saw his face twist into sheer panic as I pulled out a magazine.

"What the hell?!" I chortled, sitting back with the glossy magazine in my paws. "Whoa, where did you get this?"

It was a porno mag, thick and heavy. As expected, the front cover was a frontal shot of a nude girl, a lemur, wearing absolutely nothing but her fur - the magazine's logo, "Furriers" or something, covered her huge breasts, and a shiny star-symbol covered the space between her legs.

"I, uh...!" Jay stammered. I didn't look at him though - my jaw had dropped.

Because, all of a sudden, I really processed what I was holding.

I'd never seen a porno magazine before, either. This wasn't one of those magazines you saw at petrol stations and stuff, with chicks that might wear a bikini or something; this was the real deal. I'd never even been able to see porn on the computer, because dad put some stupid net-nanny thing on that just made it impossible to do my homework most of the time. I never really cared, and I don't think my parents even knew what it was doing.

I wasn't stupid. I knew what it meant to be turned on or to think someone was sexy - I knew what those feelings were. But it had always been about... glimpses. Things I could see on TV whenever I wanted, or caught lucky snatches of in the real world, like getting changed at school or going swimming.

Visions that'd stick with me all day, moments that I'd remember during my bed-time fantasies when my paws would get to work beneath the covers with a mind of their own. But this was something else.

"Whoa..." I breathed again. For some reason, I hesitated. Not even trying to open the pages. I just stared down at the front cover. "Why did you bring this?"

Jay didn't reply at first, so I looked up. It was only then that I realized how nervous my friend was: his brow had furrowed into a slight frown, but his eyes were wide. He looked worried. "I was gonna show you it later," he said, shifting his paws. "It's Chris's."

"Wow, holy shit..." My stomach felt a little fluttery again. I froze up a little, unsure what to do. I looked over at my friend.

"Come on, man, put it back for now," murmured Jaden, his voice a little strained. "We can look at it later. I-if you want."

I grinned. "Hell yeah."

After a moment, Jay returned the grin. Then he picked up the bag and held it out to me. "Come on, let's get the tent set up! Otherwise, we'll leave it until dark."

We started to unpack the tent together. It wasn't a large tent, but it was certainly big enough for two of us. Carrying it for over half-an-hour had left me exhausted already, and even as we pulled things out of the heavy canvas bag I started to dread tomorrow: we'd have to repack the stupid thing and carry it back to the farmhouse. Of course, I'd have to be the one carrying it...

Wrestling with the tent started to get tiring after a few minutes, so I stepped back and took a break. "Urgh," I groaned, falling to my backside. "It's too hot, even under the trees."

Jay looked at me with a pained expression - his fur was slightly matted and glistened in the sun. "Tell me about it!" he gasped. He wiped his brow and then grabbed the hem of his shirt. He peeled it up and over his head, then tossed it onto the carry bags. Then he stretched, adjusting the waist of his jeans. "That's much better."

Without even thinking about it, my eyes locked right onto his bared torso. Jay was a sporty boy and was always helping out around his farm and house. Like me, he played a lot of footy and other sports at school. He had a sleek, skinny body and a flat stomach with a little dimple of a navel. His fur was this really cool reddish-auburn, but had a kinda creamy, white front, and those dark 'socks' that foxes have.

Deciding to be a jerk, I did one of those stupid whistles and winked at him. "Oh, baby!" I teased.

Jay smiled at me and ran a paw through his neck length head-fur. I always envied him for that straightish head-fur. Mine got outta control when it got too long, but his just went into those cool straight bangs and hung down properly. Lucky bastard.

With a mental shrug, I reached up and grabbed the neck of my own t-shirt, pulling it off and throwing it onto Jay's.

Jay and his brothers - heck, and their dad - often went shirtless. I've known them for a long time, and it started to make me more comfortable with doing it too. I used to be really shy about it, but I didn't mind it now. There were times we'd both just go to the shops, walking for over half-an-hour, in just boardies or whatever. There were times when they went swimming that they just jumped into the water in their jocks or those swimming briefs. Budgie smugglers, whatever they're called.

I always thought that was kinda cool. I mean, I was too shy to wear that stuff around others, but I liked seeing them do it. It was good that they didn't care, I think. They looked fine, I never got what the big deal was.

"You gonna help?" prompted Jay, struggling to pin down a part of the tent. "Or just sit there pulling string out yer arse?"

"Maybe." I stretched my legs out and leaned back on my hands. "Maybe not."

Jay looked over and threw something - I didn't react in time, and a tent-peg slammed right into my groin. It missed my balls and never really hurt, but I yelped and curled up anyway. "Ohhh!" I cried, hamming it up. "My babies!"

"Oh yeah! Shot!" Jay giggled. "I'm gonna need that back, by the way."

I clambered to my paws, instead. "What you're gonna need," I growled, stomping towards him, "is an ambulance, ya little-!"

Jay's eyes widened and he darted towards the river. I gave chase, of course.

For the next ten minutes, I chased him around the riverbed. We jumped over bushes, ran around the trees and zig-zagged around the ravine - I was bigger than Jay, and I could probably run faster on a straight, but he'd always been really agile.

Unfortunately for him, though, he stumbled on a broken branch and fell onto his arse like a sack of potatoes. "Oh, shit!" I heard him cry, giggling like an idiot. I figured he wasn't hurt, so went in for the kill!

Whenever I got a hold of him, it was never what you'd call a wrestling match or whatever. I was bigger and stronger than Jay, so I tackled him back to the ground mercilessly once I got close. A few seconds of struggling and grunting later, I sat down on his hips, pinning him. Again.

We ended up like this kind of a lot.

"Crap!" he wailed, trying to squirm as I held his wrists. His eyes were wide and his smile even wider.

I let him wriggle uselessly for a bit, just watching his shirtless body twist and buck. Waiting for him to accept it was hopeless; he sometimes took a little while to realize.

"What? What's the matter?" It took some effort, but I pulled his arms up above his head.

"No, no, Tay, don't do it!" the fox pleaded. I heard his shod paws scrabbling at the ground behind me, but I was pinning his hips and thighs so well that I wasn't even worried. He couldn't knee me in the back even if he wanted to, let alone get up. But his face was just glowing with joy. "Don't you-!"

My usual method of 'beating up' Jay was just garden variety tickle torture. As usual. I didn't have any brothers or sisters, so I relished the chance to do it! Besides, it worked really well on Jay - probably because he did have older brothers and sisters, so he was weak to it, or however that worked.

I released his wrists and pulled my paws in to his ribs. Within seconds I had my friend screaming and begging. I tickled his belly, armpits, and poked his sides whenever he tried to cover up and stop me. The usual.

Eventually, we both got tired and I stopped, both of us gasping for breath. It felt nice to be this close to him. His fur and skin was really soft and warm.

Jay groaned weakly, before giving me one last quiet giggle. "Finished?" he asked.

"Maybe," I teased again, lightly trailing a finger over his belly. "Maybe not." We both laughed aloud, and he flinched as if I was electrocuting him.

Then I realized something, and my laughter trailed away. My heart felt like it came to a screeching halt - I had a stiffy.

It tingled in my jocks, a feeling that throbbed out from there and through my lower belly, pressing into the cotton. I felt warm all over, so I was probably blushing already, but it suddenly got a lot worse.

This wasn't the first time I'd got one at a moment like this. I held my breath for a second and tried to relax. There was no way Jay could tell through my shorts and undies, I told myself. I hoped.

"Can I get up now?" he asked, sounding a little more subdued than usual. My heart plummeted - had he noticed?!

I nodded and got up, reaching down to help him to his feet too. We dusted ourselves off, picking the prickly bits of grass and bark off.

"So," Jay finally asked, clearing his throat, "you gonna help with the tent?" He shot me a grin. As if nothing had happened.

I nodded mutely, not sure I trusted myself to speak...

*

We set the tent up in the shade of a Jarrah tree. By the time we'd finished, our fur was dirty and slightly matted by sweat. Even here, under the trees, it was still a hot and humid day.

Once everything was finished, Jayden stepped back and wiped his paws on his shorts. "It's like wrestling with a bloody octopus," he grumbled - probably something his dad had said before. "Pretty cool, huh?"

I nodded, a happy smile sneaking onto my muzzle. The tent was awesome; it was pretty big, big enough for way more than the two of us, made of heavy, synthetic material. It was surprisingly colourful, too - streaks of neon pink and reflective yellow over the stormy gray body. Probably to make it easier to see in the night or from the sky.

We both wiped sweat from our brows and grinned at each other.

"Alright!" I said. "That's done. Now what?" I glanced up at the sky. It was a brilliant blue in all directions but one - a dense, gray cloud was creeping our way from the coast.

The idea of camping out in the rain was kind of exciting to me. Battling the elements!

"Ugh, we have to pump up the bed," Jay muttered. "We only have a foot-pump."

"How big's the mattress?" I asked, tired just thinking about it.

Jay knelt down next to his backpack, struggling with the zipper. "It's only a single," he told me, his tone slightly apologetic, "so it's pretty small. You're okay sharing, right?"

That made my tummy do a little flip. I never expectedthat. It didn't sound like a bad idea - certainly not as bad as sleeping on the hard ground, freezing all night - so I just nodded.

With a groan, Jayden pushed his backpack to the side. "Urrrggh!" he growled. "Let's do that later. Hey, you wanna go for a swim?"

"In the river?"

"Yeah."

I shook my head. "Didn't bring anything to swim in."

"Just swim in those."

I looked down at my shorts. "I don't want to sit in wet shorts when we get out."

Jayden looked at me speculatively, narrowing his eyes. "Well..." he mused aloud. "Skinny dip?"

"What?" I frowned slightly.

"It means swimming, you know. Nude." Jayden actually laughed. "You've never even heard of it?"

If my entire body wasn't basically one big blush from the heat and effort of putting the tent up already, I'm pretty sure my cheeks would've lit up like brake lights under my fur. "No." I was a little taken aback. "I've never done it before."

"We sometimes do it when we're here," Jayden said, his tone utterly nonchalant. "Chris, Coop and me. Sometimes we go here with some of Chris' friends too and they'd do it." The fox shrugged. "Just an idea!"

The surprise wore off pretty quickly for me. The fact is, even though some of us were really shy at school or at the pool, I'd still seen a few bare butts and dicks here and there. I'd even gotten changed in front of others, but we always were so scared about it. With Jay it was different, like I said earlier. We knew each other, and we'd been without clothes in front of each other more often than I had been with anyone else.

What got me was the idea of ditching all of my clothes, doing it outside, for a long time... and that nervousness started to change to excitement when I realized it'd mean I got to look at Jay nude too.

Jay was watching me expectantly. I shrugged, trying to look like I didn't care. "Alright, okay!" I told him. "Better than sitting in wet shorts!"

The fox grinned and tugged a towel from his backpack - I realized then that the air mattress we were gonna sleep on must be pretty small. We had a double mattress at home and when it was folded up it still needed a huge bag to carry it around. Jay had crammed this one into his schoolbag and still had room.

"It's not a big deal," Jay added. He stood up and shrugged, letting his fingers linger around the waistband of his sunbleached jeans. "We both got the same stuff." I sometimes envied him for being just that one year younger than me. Or maybe he was just like this, and his age had nothing to do with it.

With that, Jay undid his belt, zipper and pushed down his jeans. He hopped around, trying to get them and his shoes off simultaneously, while only his athletic briefs covered his groin and butt. I blinked and froze immediately, watching the clumsy dance, my chest fluttering all of a sudden.

I almost laughed when he stumbled, trying to get his socks off. He just shot me a sheepish grin, though. "Come on!"

The words slipped out before I could stop myself. "I'd rather watch you!" I sing-songed. Then I blinked. "You're losing to a pair of socks!" I added hastily, trying to cover my blunder.

Promptly, Jayden pulled his dirty socks off, freeing his small, youthful paws - that still somehow looked too big at the end of his legs. Then he flung one right at my face, laughing as it got me straight on the nose. I yelped and knocked it aside.

With that, Jayden straightened again and wasted no time. He pushed down his black and gray jocks, getting them down to his knees then trying to get them off the rest of the way with a foot-paw.

I couldn't help but laugh at him, watching him carefully.

Jayden was a skinny kid, like most of us were. He played football and didn't really know the meaning of playing indoors, and he looked like it. His exposed privates were nothing to write home about yet; a finger-sized dick and a downy sack behind it, about the size of a golf-ball or so. Probably normal for his age, and maybe mine too. Still, I was okay with looking.

I didn't stare for long. I sighed, making a bit of a show of it, and knelt down to undo my hiking shoes. I wasn't gonna do it in the wrong order like Jay did. I kicked my shoes off and pushed down my shorts, leaving myself there in my black boxer-briefs and gray socks.

A few of the boys in my class had graduated to those satin boxers 'full-time'. They were cool, and I had a few pairs myself, but they were in the wash. I never made a big deal out of my undies. Sometimes I think some of the boys wore those flashy boxers just to show off, because they totally did make sure at least someone got to see them now and then.

I almost never noticed it, but Jayden was definitely watching me, waiting just as I had. I nearly said something, but didn't want to make it seem like I cared - I thought it was cool that we could do this and not worry about being picked on. So I just got on with it.

Again, of course, Jayden looked on as I pulled my undies down and snatched at my socks.

My dick was bigger than his, I noted with a little pride. Thicker, definitely. Not by much, and I sure as hell wasn't gonna say anything. I wasn't surprised he was looking though; we both would've been a lot more careful and sneaky at school or a place like that, but this was different. We didn't have to act like we were tough or whatever. We could just be ourselves.

Soon, the warm air ruffled my fur everywhere. Still, I shivered a little.

With a loud "let's go!" Jay led the way to the water. The water was warm and surprisingly clear, and I didn't even flinch when I stepped down into it. A gentle current tugged at us both as we waded deeper.

I groaned aloud when the water got up to my chest, my eyes drooping closed for a second. It felt freakin' great! I'd felt so dusty and gross that this was like taking a shower! No, better! The gentle breeze and the sun sneaking through the canopy above us made it feel so much, I dunno, fresher! It was awesome.

"Get your head wet!" Jayden said. I opened my eyes just in time to see him splash me in the face.

"Wah, shit!" I cried, shielding myself. I fired back with a huge, skimming wave. Jayden just laughed and started slapping the water repeatedly at me.

"Here, you need a shower!"

"Kung fu tsunami!" I yelled, posing like a martial artist and flailing water right back at him.

It only got crazier from there. Jayden was usually pretty relaxed and chilled out, but when he did decide to go nuts, usually when it was just a few of us, he went all the way. We waded back and forth along the river, exploring both directions. More than once, the naked fox would pounce on me from behind and try to wrestle me under the water. In the scuffles that followed, our dicks would occasionally touch each other's bodies, but neither of us said a word about it.

We threw sticks and seed pods at each other, went back to splash wars, or dove under the water and tried to pull one another's legs out - all kinds of stuff. I dragged him a few meters downstream by his ankles, and let him do it to me too. We had a little underwater race, and floated on our backs just talking and looking at the clouds.

We got okay with being naked together quickly. It really helped seeing how comfortable he was with it.

The sun crept towards the horizon, and it got noticeably cooler as the day went on. We decided to climb on out before the water got too cold, or we turned into walnuts under our fur. Besides, I wanted the sun to be up still so we could use it to dry off. Still messing around, we hauled ourselves out of the water near the campsite.

Being an idiot, I reached out and slapped Jay's butt when he got out. He yelped and darted forward a few steps. As I got out, he kicked mine with a wet foot-paw, and I chased him all the way back to the tent.

After pointlessly trying to chase him around the tents, we stopped to catch our breath and dry ourselves. We shared a towel, doing a really lazy job of drying off. Kinda just running the towel over our fur.

"Wanna just let the sun dry us off?" Jay asked.

After a sec, I nodded and laid the towel on the grass, but Jayden just sat down next to it. Shrugging, I got down onto the towel and laid on my back, and Jay did the same. Hands behind our slightly wet heads, our elbows touched as we let the warm sun wash over us.

"Hmm." Jay murmured, closing his eyes. "Thank God we didn't have to go to school today."

"Too hot," I affirmed, doing the same.

"You shouldn't be stuck inside on hot days." The fox yawned. "Mmhh."

We lay like that for several minutes. The sun was still pretty hot, and I think we both found ourselves getting drowsy. After some time had passed, I cracked open my heavy eyelids and looked over at my companion.

He was still laid back like I was. Hands behind his head, stretched out. Everything exposed to the sun, and me. I sat up a little and looked him over, my heart doing that weird fluttering thing again. I ran my eyes down the white fluff that covered Jay's chest and belly, admiring the little concave shape of his stomach as it dipped towards his pelvis and the tiny dimple that was his bellybutton. Below it was his dick. Not really stiff, but still kind of pointing up instead of drooping right down, probably because it was too small to really droop. But my eyes wandered back up to his navel.

"Heh," I muttered aloud. I reached down and hovered a finger over that little dimple. "Beep." I gently poked it.

"Ack!" Jayden twitched, a paw going to his stomach.

"Just pressing the button." I replied, doing it again. "What?"

To his credit, Jay merely cracked one eye open, managing to stay flat on his back. "That tickles, man!"

"I'm just calling the lift." I poked it again, this time wiggling my finger a bit. Feeling around in there. Jay laughed and sucked his stomach in.

"Alright," he said, propping his elbows behind him so he could look down at his own body. "Press it again."

I obliged. "Beep!"

The moment my finger touched the warm little button, Jay tensed and his dick twitched right up towards his stomach. "Bing!" the fox chimed. He looked at me with a cheeky grin. "Goooing up."

I burst out laughing. Then did the only thing that made sense. I prodded him in the belly-button again. And again. And again.

Each time, Jay would let his dick go back down, then tense it up again with a "Bing!"

When I stopped, laughing happily, Jay laid back down and looked at me, grinning. I stole a final glance at his dick, which was slightly more upright than it was before. This was the dirtiest we'd ever been, but it kinda just felt normal, too.

I felt a little tingle in my own dick for a second, and I quickly looked down at it.

"Hey, lie back!" Jayden told me, dragging my attention away. He twisted around and got to his knees. "Lie back."

"Huh?" I asked, surprised. I slowly lowered myself into the position I was before.

Jayden crawled a little closer to me, a smile on his muzzle. "Close your eyes," he ordered, looming over me. "Trust me."

"Uh," I muttered, uncertain. "Don't tickle me, okay?"

"It'll tickle a little. Just do it, trust me."

I closed my eyes. I trusted Jay, so I even actually closed them all the way!

Nothing happened at first. The sound of the wind, the chirping of distant birds and the gently moving water of the river melded into a quiet song. The only other sound I could really hear was Jayden's breathing, gentle and rhythmic.

"Hold still," he whispered. I tensed a little when I felt a finger touch my stomach, just below my rib-cage. "What'm I writing?" He started to move his finger firmly against my stomach.

I furrowed my brow and concentrated on the movement of Jay's finger. It tickled, but I tried to hold still. This game was normally done on someone's back! It took me a few seconds to realize he was writing sideways, away from my ribs to my belly. "Uh, 'hello'?"

"Yep!" His finger reset, and he fidgeted, placing his other paw on my chest to balance. He was really gentle about it, and I got the feeling he was just touching me because he wanted to. "Okay..."

The next one made me giggle. "Dicks?" I asked out loud, a grin twisting my face.

"Maybe!"

"What about them?"

"Nothing!"

The finger started to draw again, and this time I was lost. I waited until he'd finished, his finger getting dangerously close to my groin as he did, not that it seemed to slow him down. It tickled. I bit my lip, hoping I wouldn't get a you-know-what. "B... something?"

"It's what we are."

I frowned again, trying to figure it out. Jay helpfully started again, drawing his finger through my fur and against my skin. It still took me a few seconds after he finished, but then my ears perked up and I exclaimed: "Bees?"

"Nope. ... Yeah, Tazza, we're bees."

"... Hang on... B.F.F.S.?"

"Yup."

I opened my eyes, a little surprised, and saw Jayden grinning at me, kneeling back on his heels. I suddenly felt a lot of affection for him; he could be a real sook when we were alone. I smiled and propped myself up just like he'd done earlier. "Uh. Hey, should we get the rest of the stuff set up?"

Jay looked over at the tent, pausing for a second. "Yeah, let's pump the bed up," he agreed. He got up and offered me a paw, helping me up. I didn't make it easy for him. "Hrrah, what've you been eating?!"

With that, we ambled towards the tent and bags together. Not looking forward to the task ahead.

*

When the bed was inflated, taking up most of the space inside the tent, the sun was barely peaking over the distant mountains. It had gotten much darker, the river plunged in a soft twilight. It was naturally a lot cooler, but it was still warm enough that we hadn't bothered to get our clothes back on. I kept thinking about it, a little nervous and shy I guess, but I felt weird about getting dressed again while Jay stayed naked.

It was definitely a new experience, but kind of cool. Weird, but I still wanted to stay like this. I think we both liked being able to see each other like this.

We spent an hour or two watching movies on Jay's tablet, lying on our stomachs together, propped up on our elbows. It was some silly comedy-action thing, and it wasn't bad. Not that I remembered any of the characters' names or anything. When it finished, I rolled onto my side.

"Well, now what?" I asked.

Jay rolled over too, lifting one leg up and swaying it back and forth. As had happened several times that day, I took the chance to look at him. I think he noticed, because he shot me a lopsided grin, but he didn't seem to care.

That made me feel weird, but it was also encouraging. We were both just being ourselves. No judging, no bullying, no acting like big shots...

"I dunno," he murmured, scratching his side. "Uh." He rolled onto his back, lifting the tablet up. "Don't wanna watch another one?"

"I dunno. What did ya bring?"

Jay thought for a second. Then he looked over at me. "Hey. Wanna check out those magazines?"

My heart stilled for a second, and I swallowed, like I was in some cartoon. I had completely forgotten about the porn magazine I'd seen earlier in Jay's backpack. Not to mention the wine.

"Uh..." I stammered. "S-sure. I guess."

Jay shot me an evil grin and crawled over to unzip his pack. I slipped off the bed and sat on the barely padded floor, waiting. He pulled several thick magazines from the back section of his bag, and before I could say anything, he'd laid them out beside me. "You ever seen porn before?"

"No." I stared at the magazine, trying to look calm. Was faking it, of course - I was curious and weirdly excited. I knew Jayden was watching me carefully, his expression expectant but otherwise unreadable. I had no idea what he wanted me to say, or how he wanted me to react.

"... So you've never seen anyone have sex?" the fox probed.

I shook my head. "Nuh."

"Check it out." Jayden sat right next to me, cross-legged. He reached over and flipped open the first glossy magazine. My eyes widened involuntarily when I saw the page he turned to.

It was one of those two-page spread things. A long-haired vixen was reclined on a couch, grasping at her two, huge breasts, eyes rolled back and apparently in the middle of crying out loud. A muscular lion was gripping both her legs, holding them up, his hips pressed against her... well... you could only see the bottom of his dick, pushed straight into a soft, glistening fold of flesh at the bottom of the mound between her legs - her vagina, I realized. Just from the little bit we could see it was obvious the lion's dick was huge...

I froze, forgetting to breathe for a moment. I had never seen anything like it. After a shocked second, I slowly got to my knees and shuffled around, until I was also cross-legged, my knee touching Jay's. "Whoa, holy shit!"

Jay sniggered. "There's more." He turned the page. This time it was two separate images, one per page. The first had the vixen on her hands and knees, the big lion behind her, gripping her hips and his big dick buried right into her again. The second was even more shocking: a closeup of the vixen's muzzle, wrapped around the thick, veiny dick, slick and wet with saliva. I froze.

"That's a blow-job," Jayden told me helpfully.

I nodded. "Y-yeah I know." I'd heard the word. I'd heard probably most of the words. Just hadn't seen these things before.

My eyes wandered over the vixen's body, taking it in. She looked... I dunno. I had never seen a naked woman or girl before, so I was curious. But her breasts looked ludicrous, like watermelons glued to a lamp-post or something, and her expressions were clearly fake.

I wanted to look at the male, my curiosity for that much more overwhelming, but something inside me tried desperately to ignore it. Jayden was watching me; I didn't want him to see me looking too much at the guy.

I wasn't able to fight it for long though. I glanced over the thickly-muscled, athletic guy - or rather, what little we could really see from the angle of the photos. Mostly his back, butt, the sides of his stomach and his arms. Bulging, smooth muscles under golden fur, with a majestic mane complimenting his long head-fur.

"He's buff, hey?" Jayden's voice was quiet. I nodded again.

After a second, Jayden turned the page again. More high-quality images of the vixen sucking at the guy's dick, but one of the images had her back a bit, licking at it. So we could see its full, impressive size.

It came out before I could stop it. "His dick's huge..." I mused aloud.

"I know, it's crazy..." Jayden looked down at his own. "I wonder if mine'll ever get that big."

"I-I dunno..."

"Porn-stars always have way bigger dicks than normal. Chris' one is really big, but not like that..."

I shifted slightly, a little unsure of myself. "W-well, uh," I stammered. "Have you seen his when it's hard like this?"

"Yeah." Jay smiled. "I've seen both my brothers stiff." He shrugged.

For some reason, that made me shiver. "Really?"

"Yeah."

We looked through the magazine a little longer. A familiar tingling feeling had started in my stomach, spreading until it was all over me. Making me quietly restless. My heartbeat was stronger and quicker than usual, but I tried to breathe and stay calm.

My eyes kept flicking over the vixen and settling on the buff lion. I couldn't help it. The fear that Jayden would notice and say something dwindled away with each page.

The tingling settled in my lower stomach especially, and I squirmed. As we reached the end of the first magazine, I looked over at Jayden.

Big mistake. The tingle feeling surged briefly, and I blinked at him. Then ran my eyes over him again. His slender, sporty limbs, his bare belly and pointy shoulders, covered in soft fur... and right between his crossed legs, his...!

The little member, about the size of my index finger and a little thicker, was pointing upward at an angle. I stared briefly at it, for no more than a second or two. There was a tiny, thin vein on the side, and the skin was soft and warm looking, jutting out from the soft fluff of his groin. It looked like mine, way smaller than the monster on the pages in front of me but-

Then I realised Jayden was watching me, and I recoiled slightly.

He shifted himself, adjusting his legs. The air mattress rocked slightly, and Jay's stiff dick waggled in the air. I tried to look away, but didn't manage - I felt my own dick twitch; something I knew always heralded an imminent stiffy. Always.

"What?" Jay asked, briefly touching himself. He tugged the skin back a little, exposing just a bit of the purplish-pink tip. "It's porn. You get stiff looking at it. It's normal."

I blushed beneath my fur. Again. "Yeah..." I was still trying to play it cool, but honestly? I was turning into a bit of a wreck - all kinds of weird feelings were going through me now. It wasn't just the porn. Hell, I'd even seen my friend's dick before, plenty of times; we even used to pull back the skin when we pissed at school, so I'd even seen that. But something about now was just different. I felt like something was coming, like I really wanted to -

I flicked back and forth through the magazine myself now. Acting interested, and I guess I was, but really I was just buying time. Trying to think.

"... Hey, Tazza," Jay prompted.

Something in his tone had changed. I looked up at him and we locked eyes.

"Like..." Jay looked lost. Shy even. Very rare for him. This kid could fall from a roof and laugh it off, and would piss in front of an audience without blinking. "Uh. Chris brought this stuff whenever we went camping and we'd look at it. My brothers and me. Chris taught us all about this stuff, and he told us about jacking off and all that."

I blinked. Surprised. "He did?" I'd only recently figured out what that meant, and nobody had ever, ever talked to me about it.

"Yeah. We've done it together a few times. Every time we go camping." Jay shrugged, a little of his nonchalant façade (I like that word!) returning now. "Uh. So yeah."

I knew the unspoken question. I saw it coming a mile off. Or, so I thought.

But then Jay threw me a spin-ball and sent my wickets flying. "Look, we also got this..." he said, pulling another magazine from the pack. One he'd left in there. He opened it to a specific page and laid it in front of me.

This time my eyes flew wide open immediately.

Two otter boys, teenagers about Jay's older brother's age, were kissing and grinding their muscular stomachs together. Their boners were pressed together, thick, stiff and impressive.

Jay was watching me very intently. "Here..." he whispered, pushing the magazine closer to me.

With shaking paws, almost on autopilot, I reached out and started flipping the pages. Each page, each image rattled me more and more. My muzzle went dry, my stomach tightened up, and I absorbed every detail, lingering my eyes on every part of the two otters. I couldn't look away!

Jayden had specifically wanted to show me this. Why? Wasn't he afraid I'd freak out?

"Holy shit," I murmured aloud. I was totally lost.

A third, huge, harrowing thought loomed over me, and I struggled to ignore it. But I failed and then it came slamming down with the force of a crashing comet: I was getting horny from looking at these guys.

I felt restless, a glowing feeling in my lower stomach and my dick threatening to stiffen right up. But I knew something, or someone, else had made me feel like this before. A lot, actually. I just always tried to not think about it.

"Tazza?"

"Y-yeah?"

Jayden fidgeted thoughtfully. "Like... Uh."

I looked over at him again. "What?"

"Don't freak out, alright?"

"Yeah, what?"

"I think I'm probably gay."

I blinked. "Probably?"

"Chris says that I might be, uh, bisexual or I'll like girls more when I get older. But I don't really know about that when I look at this stuff... I like the boys more." Jayden shifted. I noticed that his dick had deflated a little. "Uh. Yeah."

For a moment I was surprised. Jay looked reeeaaallyuncomfortable. Worried I'd have a fit or pick on him, I guess. I thought quickly, my brain a chaotic mess.

Like always whenever I panicked or got nervous, I landed on the craziest, dumbest thing I could. "I... uh... Well. How do you know?" I dorked. Like, that was a thing now. I was such a dork, I invented a word to describe how bad it was.

Jay shot me a withering look. "Because, it's just how I feel. Duh. I like that porn more than the other porn."

"I didn't mean- I-" I glanced from the magazine back to my friend. "I know, I just..." My cheeks burned red-hot.

There was a moment of awkward silence. Totally awkward, and I tried to deal with it by pretending to be absorbed in the porn. It was Jay that spoke up first.

"What d'you think?" the fox asked quietly.

I had no idea what to think. I was totally lost - and not just because my best friend said he 'might be' gay. My pulse was throbbing in my ears, my eyes slowly running over and absorbing every detail on the pages before me; I was scared to look at the nude body of my friend like this. I just couldn't look...

I glanced down and noted with silent surprise that my dick had stiffened at least half-way. Tingling and twitching, wanting to go to full mast. A feeling of excitement in my chest and stomach being soured by nervousness. What did all this mean?! I had no idea!

"I dunno," I said honestly. "I'm not sure what to think."

"I've got a crush on a boy at school."

It took a sec for me to click. Then I felt heavy for some reason. "Oh. W-who?"

"Hey, Taylor? You're okay with... you know?"

I knew that was an important question. I pushed away my confusion and I don't think I'd ever nodded so firmly before in my life. "Definitely. You're my best mate, whatever you're in to. I don't care what anyone else thinks. I don't give a fuck."

"It's you." And once again my brain came to a screeching halt. I gawked at him like a stupid baby. Jay's head hung off his shoulders, his eyes avoiding mine, but his muzzle twisted in a shy smirk. "Yeah."

For some reason, this was much more shocking than everything else together. "Me!?" I squeaked. Somehow managing to not add "why?!" to the end.

Jayden nodded. "Yeah. I wanted to tell you for ages."

I didn't need to guess why he hadn't. It was a great way to guarantee getting bullied and teased and ignored by everyone, if the rumour got out; or at least that's how it felt. Even though I don't think any of the boys in my year, or Jay's, actually knew or cared what it meant to be gay. It was just an insult.

Finally, my brain clicked. "Is that why you wanted to take me camping?"

Jayden nodded again. "I just wanted to tell you in private and make sure you wouldn't freak out."

I smiled, in spite of it all. "Aaaand is that why you wanted to go skinny dipping with me?"

The fox shrugged. "Hey, part of it. What, you were looking too."

I blinked. Jay had hit on the thing I wasn't sure I wanted to think about. My ears drooped slightly. It was true, and when he said it like that, I had to admit it. How could I lie, when just moments ago, gay porn and Jay's own naked body got me stiff right in front of him?

"Y-yeah."

"Tay?" Jayden paused for a second, a slight furrow on his brow. "Do you like boys too?"

I shrugged. "I don't know..."

"You're not like everyone else." The fox's voice was soft. A tone I really hadn't heard much from him. He was always so confident and out there. "You're a nice guy."

"I really dunno, Jay," I murmured listlessly, interrupting him. "I'm - I just -"

"It's okay. I get it." I didn't reply. I just slouched there. All the energy and excitement from earlier had quickly vanished. "Taz. Sorry dude."

We sat in silence for a while. I could only hear our quiet breathing, the soft rustling of leaves and the rush of the river. River birds chirped and warbled quietly, singing at the sun as it edged towards the mountains. Maybe asking it to stay a little longer. The light outside got noticeably dimmer, and I knew now it was too late to head back; we were going to be camping out here together tonight, no matter how awkward it got.

I couldn't focus or think about anything. After the surprise at first, Jay being gay, and even liking me, wasn't a big deal to me. But it had unlocked so many questions, made me think about so many things that I was trying not to think about, and brought me face to face with a thought that filled me with fear.

But how could I? How could I be the thing everyone at school hated?

Everything that was "gay" was bad. That's how we all acted, what we said, even me. Even Jay! No matter what we really thought, or what our parents and teachers told us. They could do a big class about how wrong it is to use "gay" to mean bad things, but we'd just walk right out and say the class was "boring and gay."

But that's what I was, and I knew it, because I had a huge crush on my best friend, another boy. That couldn't be right.

After a minute, Jay finally spoke. "My brother told me about it. Being gay and straight and all that." His voice was quiet. "It's not bad or anything. Everyone at school just says that stuff because they don't know better. They don't even know any gay people."

I nodded, still hanging my head.

"I'm really sorry, dude. I just wanted to tell you. I didn't -"

For some reason, that snapped me out of it. This wasn't just about me. "Hey, don't be," I said, straightening just a little. "I just feel weird."

Slowly, Jayden drooped, looking down at seemingly nothing in particular. "I don't think I should've told you."

"What?" I scoffed, shooting him a look that was half mocking, half reassuring - at least, that's how I hoped it looked. "Who else would you tell?"

The fox just sighed. "I just dunno if I'm ready for anyone else but my brothers to know."

"Jay," I said firmly. "It's fine, and I won't tell anyone you don't want me to."

A grateful glance, but the fox seemed lost still. Like he was trying to think how to ask or say something. It was really weird seeing him like this - I've said it before, but Jay is a confident, outspoken jock of a kid. He wasn't loud and crazy, but he was never shy, and he was definitely never totally at a loss for words like this.

I couldn't imagine what it would really do to him, if his secret came out. I doubt any of his classmates had ever even thought about having a gay boy in their class. They'd probably be surprised. I couldn't imagine Jay as unpopular or bullied. I just couldn't see it. That didn't mean it couldn't happen, just that it was so out there I couldn't see it.

Me, on the other paw...

"Whassup?" I prompted.

Jay squirmed and looked down between his crossed legs. I noticed absently that he was soft now. "Uh, like..." he mumbled. "Like, do you like-? Uh, I mean, do you think I'm-? Like-"

I blinked. "Stop saying like!" I spluttered.

"Do you like me too?" It was barely audible. I blinked and stared, and Jayden started pulling grass from between his toes. Waiting for me to reply. I had absolutely no idea how to.

Aaaand just like that, my brain bloody crashed and froze. I hadn't thought about this stuff like this before. I had never tried to put it into words! I had thought about Jayden, and I had thought about other boys, all kinds of fantasies, but now I had to call myself gay?! Was that who I was? But even still, a lot of stuff came crashing into place, making sense all of a sudden. For one thing... well, now I knew why my stomach got all weird and my heart beat faster when we were stripping to go swimming together. I knew, and I could give it a name now. Give it, like, meaning.

"Yeah," I whispered. "I do."

After a second, Jay laughed and looked up at me. His expression was extremely relieved, happy, and even amused. That helped a lot. "Really?"

I laughed as well. "Dude..." I said. "We've been perving on each other for years. You're cute."

Now THAT surprised him. He gave me a light chuckle and shy smile - and that made my heart skip. Holy shit, he really was cute.

"Yeah. I know." Jay leaned back again, posting his arms out behind him. "You were lookin' earlier when we got into the river. And when I took my shirt off. You're lookin' now, aren't you?"

I blushed. "Shut up."

"Not my fault I'm hot."

"JAY!" I protested, glancing away. I had a little smile on my face that wouldn't go away, though.

"You're hot too," he added. "I looked as well. And you're cool. You're the nicest guy."

"I- Really?"

"Yeah." The fox's voice was subdued again. "You are."

After that, we both kinda looked down at the tent floor, a little lost for words. Again.

It was a gentle, threatening rumble that made us look up at each other again.

Jay looked uneasy. "There's the storm..."

"Yeah." I glanced around. "Hey, this thing is waterproof, right?"

"Yeah." He frowned. "Where we are, we shouldn't get flooded either." He paused. "I hate storms."

"Really? Why did you decide to come here tonight, didn't you know the forecast?"

With a nervous laugh, Jay got to his feet. "I wanted to spend the night out here with you."

I had to grin. "Okay. Well, yeah, we're on the top of the hill before the stream. She'll be 'right, yeah." I stood up too. "Now what?"

"Wanna watch a movie?"

After all that... "Yeah, go on."

*

For the remaining few hours of daylight, we watched a movie on the tablet. A sci-fi movie that had only just got out of the cinemas - probably downloaded. It was difficult to get comfortable on the pumped up mattress. We started off lying on our fronts, propped up on our elbows, a few centimetres between our shoulders. It didn't take long for our sooky, affectionate side to make us get closer and closer through the movie, until Jay was sprawled out on his side with an arm and leg draped over me, and I'd slumped onto my chest, looking sideways at the tablet that we leaned against the empty camping bag. Still wearing nothing but our fur, it was warm enough even with the sun down that we never bothered with a sleeping bag yet.

As the movie started to wind down - it wasn't that great, I don't reckon anyone should've paid to see it in the cinema - rain started to pitter-patter on the tent's roof. Growing louder by the minute. It was surprisingly cosy, not too warm, not too cold. It felt really nice to be like this, lying together.

I could barely remember the last time I was doing something like this with my parents.

"Do ya think it'll be cold tonight?" Jay suddenly asked, looking at me. It was darker, we hadn't set up a torch or anything yet. We had lit the citronella candles in the stakes outside, but that gave us no light, and they wouldn't survive the rain - thankfully, neither would the mozzies.

"Prob'ly," I murmured back, rolling over and inching closer to him. "At least a little. Hot day, cold night."

The fox nodded and looked thoughtful for a moment, before looking back at the tablet. Within minutes, the ending credits started. I was impressed and almost proud we'd managed to get through the whole thing - but that's what the heat can do to ya, especially if you're running around all day: you get so lethargic, like a drooping flower. We didn't care.

Jay reached out and stopped the movie. "That was... eh."

"It was okay," I said generously. "Got anything else?"

"Yeah, but..." He looked shy again. "Uh, we should sort out the sleeping bags and stuff."

"Okay. Where are they?"

Jay rolled over slightly, getting his limbs off my back and thighs. "The bags are pretty thin. They're summer sleeping bags. You want to share them? Like, we both get into one then pull the other one over us if it gets cold?"

I smiled slightly. The funny thing is, I loved cuddling up with my mates, I used to do it all the time during sleepovers when I was little. The thing earlier about Jay fancying me didn't even matter: I would've wanted to share a sleeping bag tonight in the storm anyway. "Sure! You don't kick or flop around like a mullet all night, do ya?"

"I barely even move." Jay sniffed. "Do ya snore?"

"You know I don't, we've slept together before."

There was a pause, and Jay sniggered. I felt my face flush but the fox just gave me a cheeky smirk. "C'mon, let's get the bags ready."

We rolled over and sat up, grabbing the sleeping bags from the pile we'd left them in by the tent entrance. A few minutes later, we were sprawled out again, this time with the much more comfortable cushioning of the sleeping bags under us, shoulder to shoulder again.

"What else you got on there?" I asked, settling nice and close to my friend's body.

Jay reached out and poked the tablet's screen. From the look of it, he was browsing the videos. "Not much," he muttered. "Got a few American Guyepisodes. I... hmm." He frowned at the screen.

Suddenly feeling a little playful, I reached over and started to crawl my fingers from the small of his back up to his shoulder blades. He lasted maybe two seconds before giggling and shutting one eye. I let my paw run down his back to the starting point, and did it all again.

Jayden squirmed only slightly, but didn't move much. "Methinks he likes it!" I said quietly, rolling onto my side and scooting closer. We had been nude all day, so I barely even thought about how doing that brought my dick close to his thighs. But I still felt myself getting hornier.

"C'mon, man, that tickles!" the fox protested, tapping his feet on the tent floor as I spider-crawled up his back one more time. I just shrugged and laid a leg over the backs of his.

"Imagine it's a spider." This time I went more to one side - much more ticklish. Jay reacted by letting out a little squeal and flinching.

"Not funny, what if it was?!"

"Not in this weather, they're all hibernating. Or drowning." I went up his spine again. "Incy, wincy, spiii-dur, crawled up the sexy fox." I smirked - no idea why I said sexy there, but it just seemed appropriate. "Down came the rain, and flushed the spider down..." Quickly, I skittered my paw down to the white-fluffed butt, goosing and tickling it. Jay gasped and let out a fluting laugh. I did too.

"What're you doing?!" he demanded, sprawling out.

"I'm just getting the spider off you." I went back up his body again, but this time it was more of a gentle flutter, and he gave a soft sigh. An idea came to me and left my muzzle in an instant. I felt much braver all of a sudden, pretty sure what I had in mind would be okay. "There might be one on your front too."

Without even responding, the vulpine flipped over (I lifted my leg a little) and got comfortable on his back, stretched out with his arms up and paws behind his head. The only light was the pale illumination from the tablet, but I took in the view, from top to bottom. His taut, fur-covered belly was concave like this, making it really easy to see where his ribs and hips started, and below it I could see his dick, partly stiff already.

I placed my fingers on the space between his belly button and dick. "Incy, wincy, spiii-durrr..." I started again, slowly skittering up to his chest. Immediately he burst into giggles, my feathery touch on his belly ticklish as intended! I rubbed around his little outtie belly button on the way up, tickling the downy fluff. "... Climbed up the nudie fox."

Jay tensed up, screwing up his face, trying to hold still. I looked down his long legs and saw him scrunching his toes, the muscles in his thighs tensing. My heart skipped a beat again. "Down came the rain and flushed it down again..." I whispered, going back the way I came. "Out came the sun and dried the rain all up!" I added, going down his quivering belly, down to the soft fur covering his groin. "Incy, wincy, spiiii-durrr crawled up the spout again!" With that, I fluttered my fingers over his 'spout' and he shivered, giving a little gasp. His dick twitched in response, rising up a little, and stayed there. I smiled, a naughty thrill rushing through me.

He looked up at me, grinning as well. "I haven't heard that version before!"

"The words are the same," I joked, "it's just everything else that's much more awesome. You got a stiffy."

"So do you."

I blinked and looked down - I did. "Where'd you come from?" I asked it, poking it with a finger. It was like rubber, and sprung back to its position immediately.

I looked up in time to see Jay roll onto his side and scoot even closer, his hips pushed toward me. I gasped when our tips touched and looked up to see Jay grinning at me. Without another word, he got even closer, until our dicks were right against one another - hard to see in the darkness of the tent. I flinched when I felt Jay's paw close over my stiffy and press it against his own. He breathed a little harder, looking down between us, focused on his dirty task - I felt dizzy, but he looked almost totally calm.

The feeling, soft skin on skin, the warmth, the slight pulsing and tingling sensations... I completely froze and let my younger friend take charge. He kneaded our dicks together, and pressed our tips - where the hole was - together, toying with the loose skin at the end. He only rubbed us together for a few seconds before pulling back, shifting to lie more comfortably on his side. I blinked at him, and I think I had a slightly dumbfounded smile on my face - those few moments of contact felt amazing.

"You never did that with anyone?"

"No..." My paw drifted down there and started to rub my tingling penis. Jay reached out and put his paw on mine to stop me. I was confused, but I stopped, watching him attentively.

"Some of my friends and I did it, and I do it with Coop. We call it the Dick Dance. We normally do it for longer though." He looked elated. "Don't touch it yet, let me do it. It's better."

I had no idea, so I just nodded. It wasn't easy though, and my dick tingled and stayed at maximum stiffness. I looked down between us; the light wasn't very good, but I could still see our things. We were both really hard. Again.

At full size, my dick was only a little thicker than my ring finger and about as long. Jay's was a little smaller.

Jay frowned at me, thinking. "Hey. I've got something to show you."

"Y-yeah?"

He just pulled the tablet closer. "Taz?"

"Hm?" I cocked an ear at him. What was this about?

"Here." He rolled away from me onto his back, holding the tablet aloft and starting to mess around with it. Immediately my eyes started to wander over him. I couldn't help it. We were both breathing deep, and my heart was pounding in my chest. I felt so hyper, but not in the way that I wanted to yell and run around - it was something different.

"More porn?" I joked, rolling onto my back as well then scooting close again. I looked up at the bright screen. "Bed-Vid 1?" I murmured, reading the names of the video files off the glowing surface. "Hah. Does sound like a porno."

Jay smiled slightly. "Yeaaah. Are you horny?"

I looked down the lengths of our bodies. We were both lying splayed out, legs apart, with our dicks pointing firmly up at the roof. "Maybe."

He looked at me, an excited smile on his muzzle. "Hey, you gotta promise not to freak out, okay?"

"Sure."

"And don't tell anyone?"

"Yep."

He bit his lip momentarily and tapped the screen. I looked up at the tablet, still breathing hard, excited to see more - I felt a lot more comfortable all of a sudden. I wanted to just enjoy this now.

But nothing prepared me for what I saw when the video started. My heart jumped, my stomached tightened and my dick pulsed.

There, on the eight inch screen, was Jay. In a tent, this same tent, lying on his back as we were now with a stiffy pointing at the roof, totally bare as he was now. It was daylight, much better illuminated. My best friend seemed to be all alone.

A blue synthetic rope was wound tightly around his legs, just above his heels. He squirmed until he was comfortable, his legs stretched out in front of him, glancing up at the camera with a slight grin. He reclined, one paw toying with his dick. Reaching over, he picked up a tube of skin moisturizer, squirting a little onto his stiffy.

My muzzle went totally dry. I knew Jay was watching me in real life, but I couldn't look away. I was desperately trying to take in every detail.

The video continued. Jayden flopped onto his back, stroking his boner firmly, massaging the moisturizer into the flesh. Slipping the foreskin back and forth over his little pink tip. Slowly lidding his eyes...

"Why're your legs tied up?" I managed to ask aloud, spellbound.

"I like it," Jayden answered me quietly. "It's to stop you closing your legs. It was just for fun - I'm not really tied up or anything."

"H-holy shit, man..." I mewled, squirming. "Wow."

I swallowed, watching my best friend eagerly rub his dick with purpose. His toes wiggling and his bound legs straining lightly against the camping rope.

I just couldn't look away. My breathing became ragged. But Jayden tapped the screen and stopped the video. "I'll show you more later." His voice was quiet and husky.

"D-do you give anyone those videos?"

He shook his head. "No. This is my tablet. Nobody sees them if I don't want to show them."

"What else do you do?"

"A bunch of stuff." Jayden turned off the screen and put aside the tablet, plunging the tent into a twilit darkness. The pattering of rain got louder, as did the distant rumbles of thunder. "We can watch more later if you want."

Later? "Wh-what do you wanna do now then?" I asked, in a daze.

Jayden grinned and rolled over, throwing an arm and leg over to straddle me. He looked down at me, shifting his hips until once again our dicks touched and I shivered. "Wanna get ready for bed?" he asked, a teasing tone in his voice.

I had no idea what to say. Thankfully, Jay didn't wait for a response, and he got off of me to set up the lantern. I just lay there, stunned, and soon the tent was bathed in the soft light from the electric torch. On its lowest setting, it gave the tent a warm, sleepy atmosphere. I followed the fox with my eyes as he crawled around the tent, setting everything up, his little stiffy bouncing between his legs. I could see that smile on his face...

"Why don't you wanna watch any more?" I asked softly.

A light pillow landed next to me. "We'll watch the rest," Jay piped. "If you want."

"Does your mum and dad know you do this stuff?"

"No. I shower with Coop and Chris sometimes, and they know we do that."

"R-right."

For several moments, I watched him. Listened to our breathing, mingling with the constant rushing sound of the rain and nearby river. I thought I heard crickets starting to chirp. We were really out here for the night, and a storm was really coming. That was kinda exciting itself - I really hoped we didn't get washed out. Despite what Jay said to me, I unthinkingly touched myself a few times while I was watching him set everything up.

Eventually, we had light and had both squeezed into one sleeping bag together. Somehow, we were both still stiff. Wrapped up together in one bag, Jay pulled the second one over us, then promptly pulled himself close to my side. He was warm, and I instantly wanted to cuddle up to him.

I wasn't used to feeling like this. It was so powerful, yet really... what's it? Subtle? I was somehow managing to keep my cool, but I felt so horny and excited, I wanted to do something but I didn't even know what. I felt like something was meant to happen. I wanted something to happen.

We didn't say anything. I rolled over a bit until I was facing him, and we squirmed until we both got comfy. We'd slept in the same bed before, when we were a bit younger, but not nude. There was never much shyness there, but right now there definitely wasn't.

"What now?" I asked.

Jay smirked. "You really wanna see me jerking off, huh?" he teased, scooting even closer to me. My face positively ignited. "Huh, huh?" He poked me in the belly and I yelped. "Don't ya?"

I jabbed him back. "Don't pick on me!" I whined, and we both laughed.

Jayden perked an ear. Boldness where there was shyness before. "Seriously, do ya?"

After a split second's hesitation, I bit my lip and nodded. I did wanna see. Of course I did.

Jay rolled over and pulled the magazine with the teenage guys closer, then the tablet. He left them on the floor and rolled back onto his side to smirk at me some more. "Heeey..." he drawled, "you know what I was doing in that video, right? You ever do it?"

I kept my expression straight, rolling onto my side to talk to him. "Yeah."

"Have you ever done it with anyone else? Like your friends?" I shook my head. "How 'bout we do it together?"

I felt another little rush. "I-I-! O-okay. Sure."

Jayden held my gaze for a few seconds. The cheeky grin was still on his muzzle, but his hazel eyes looked wide and hopeful. Excited. I had to smile back at him.

"Hey, Tazza?"

"What?"

"Or..." Jayden's smirk got bigger. "Do you wanna suck it?"

My heart froze, then bungee jumped right down into my belly for a second. "H-huh?" I dorked. Again.

"We can suck each other's." Jay shifted under the covers, and I felt his skinny leg slide up on onto my thighs. "Do you want to?"

I swallowed, then nodded. I half expected the tent door to be ripped open and a television crew outside or something.

The younger fox's eyes lit up and I saw him shift again, reaching toward me inside the sleeping bag. I felt his warm paw search around a little, then it closed on my dick and promptly started to knead it. I gasped again and looked down between us. "I'll rub you and you rub me, okay? We'll wank each other first."

Again, I nodded. I mentally shook myself awake and reached out into the warm space between us, feeling around for Jay's stiff little dick. It was small, but not hard to find. Gingerly, I just touched it at first, squeezing and rubbing it and just feeling it. Weirdly, I noticed that it felt really nice. Hot, and soft yet hard at the same time. Smooth flesh nestled in his groin fluff. We both scooted together a bit more closely, and looked up at each other while our fingers stroked and squeezed the dicks between us.

I spread my legs a bit more and pushed my hips up. Jay did something similar, moving the knee of the leg he'd draped over me so I had better access.

It felt amazing. Even better than when I did it myself - just so nice and comfortable, as Jay rubbed slowly and deliberately. I made sure to return the favour, gently tugging his foreskin down and stroking over the exposed tip. We both breathed deeper, our eyes dancing over each other's faces and down at our bodies too. My dick felt so full, responding to Jay's touch, stiff and throbbing as if asking for more... I could feel his do exactly the same.

It was just awesome.

"Is it nice?" Jayden whispered to me, and I nodded back instantly. "I wanted to play with you like this for ages."

"Yeah." I was whispering too. "It feels awesome. Hnh."

We traded smiles, looking warmly at each other. Loving, I guess. Our shyness gone, knowing we were safe together. Down below, our gentle fingers were rubbing and squeezing, coaxing more and more of that great feeling out of our pulsing boners.

I felt a thrill that wasn't just because we were being dirty. I was excited to touch him, and for him to touch me, enjoying the feelings and knowing I was making him feel good too. I really wanted to cuddle up to him and feel like this together forever...

Geez. What was happening to me?!

Finally, Jay moved. He quickly crawled onto me, pushing me onto my back, and he wrapped his arms around me as best he could. Startled, I did likewise, sort of grabbing and catching him around the neck in an embrace. He panted and shifted, getting his position right, until he settled onto me. Our dicks pressed together between us.

I gasped when he started to rock his hips and grind us together, slipping our dicks between one another and our tight bellies, our foreskins gliding up and down over our tips. I groaned shakily.

The fox looked down between our bodies, our noses only a centimetre away. Our muzzles hung open, and we were both panting softly. I was blown away.

After only a few seconds of this, Jay started to move. He crept down my body, now looking into my eyes with a cheeky smirk. I froze. The only sounds aside from the rain, the river and the crickets was our horny panting. My dick throbbed, I pressed myself into the air mattress, and Jay made his way down, uncaring that the sleeping bag was being pulled down as he went, until his muzzle hovered just above my stiffy.

"J-Jay!" I breathed, my heart pounding. I shivered when he grasped my dick again with his fingers, pumping it slightly as he held it in place. Pulling the skin back to expose the head.

What happened next made me yelp. His smooth tongue swiped across my tip, right over the pee hole. Then I couldn't hold in a gasp as he gently closed his muzzle over it, enclosing it in a dreamily soft, hot, humid wetness. I tensed up and clutched at the plastic mattress below me, one eye closing involuntarily.

Jay smiled up at me, even though my stiffy was in his muzzle. Slowly, he started to move his head, and I felt his tongue start to push against and glide over my dick. I quivered, and even though I tensed up all over, I felt myself go weak. But Jay kept going, even pulling back a little so he could suckle on the very tip.

"You're sensitive," the fox commented, taking my dick out for a second. Before I could reply, he was right back at it, and I could only moan at him. He started using his tongue more, and speeding up a little. I tried to lift my hips slightly, but he put a paw on my pelvis and firmly held me down.

I squirmed and moved my hips as much as Jay'd let me, unable to look away as my friend did his work. His cheeky eyes and flattened ears. The wonderful feelings were coursing out of my tingly dick and flowing through my tensed body. Slowly, Jay got firmer, and I felt him sucking harder, burying his nose eagerly into my groin fur. His other paw rubbed up my side and over my stomach, over my ribs. Just feeling my trembling body. As he went on, it felt like the feelings were building up, a pleasant pressure in my groin and dick. It got stronger and stronger, and I squeezed both eyes shut and just focused on it, waiting for whatever it was...

But Jayden slowed down, then stopped completely, looking up at me with a massive grin, my wet dick straining and quivering in his paw. "Hold yer horses," he told me, grinning. "Did that feel nice?"

"W-why did you-?" I managed to gasp.

He crawled up my body again, leaving just enough room that I could look down and see that he was still as boned up as he could be. I had absolutely no idea how he could ignore it like that; it was so hard to not just grab my own and start rubbing it. "There's a way we can do each other at the same time..." He loomed over me. "You were about to cum, weren't you?"

"What?

Jay blinked at me. "You don't know...?" he whispered. "Wow, I had my first orgasm when I was six." He thought for a moment, still looming over me. "So you don't know if you're dry or not."

"Dry? Orgasm? What?" I blinked up at him.

He giggled like a younger kit, settling down onto me. "I bet you're not," he said thoughtfully. I could smell his breath. It really wasn't bad. "You're too big to be."

"What do you mean?"

Another giggle. "You'll see, man!" He looked delighted.

I had no idea what he was talking about, but I was still transfixed. Our bellies were pressed together now, our dicks sandwiched between us again, our panting muzzles right up close to each other. The sound of our panting was making me even crazier, and the heat from his mouth made me want to kiss him. Like, on the nose. Maybe right on the muzzle. A proper, grownup kiss.

"Gonna make you squirt some," Jayden drawled, pulling himself up so he was kneeling over my hips, straddling me again. His tail pointing right up happily. "Hey, Taylor? Do you wanna suck me?"

I hesitated only a moment. "Y-yeah."

"Wanna do us both at the same time?"

"Okay. How?"

"Sixty nine." The fox got off me and turned around, throwing a leg over me at about my head height, causing the stupid air mattress to rock and squeak. I looked right up at his dangling bits waggling above me. I could see the parting of his buttcheeks, and glimpsed the pink star that could only be his butt-hole, before he leaned forward - and I suddenly realized how we were gonna do both of us at the same time.

"Ready?" Jay asked, awkwardly talking down between his own legs. "It doesn't taste bad or anything, seriously. It's actually kinda nice."

I stared up at the slender boner above me. Part of me couldn't believe I was gonna do this, but the rest of me was excited to. The hesitation seemed stupid.

Jay's fingers slipped around my dick and started to knead it again, squeezing from base to tip, keeping it full and hard. I could see him appraising it, just looking at it in the dim light. Tugging the foreskin up and down slowly. "You got a nice dick," he murmured aloud. With that, he suckled the tip again, coaxing a gasp from me. "Don't scrape or bite my dick off, please."

I nodded pointlessly and reached up. One paw I wrapped around his waist and rested on his lower back; the other I placed on his stiffy and I started to rub and massage it again, pulling it down in line with my muzzle. "Come down a bit," I breathed. He obliged, and soon his throbbing dick was just about to touch my lips...

'Oh, holy shit...' I thought to myself. It felt really weird - just knowing what we were gonna do, lying under Jay like this. I lifted my head and opened my muzzle, and without ceremony I closed it around Jay's little warm spike. I felt him shiver, and I pressed my tongue to it; feeling the contours, the warmth and the strange soft-hardness of another boy's penis. I sucked, curious, tasting it.

It was just like he said. It wasn't bad at all. There wasn't any taste or smell of pee or anything gross like I was worried. Jayden was clean, and the only scent I got was that of him: a young boy fox, my best friend in the world.

I started to press my tongue against his thing, still kneading and rubbing it at the very base with my fingers, though occasionally letting the whole thing into my muzzle. I felt faint and yet tense, as Jay started to do the same thing, sucking and licking and moving his head as he had before. We both let out contented little sounds between pants and high pitched little moans - I don't think we could've stopped ourselves if we tried.

After a moment, I started copying whatever Jay was doing. I pulled on his hips, and he lowered even more, letting me rest the back of my head on the ground while sucking. He sort of lay down on top of me, his legs splayed out behind my head, hips raised a little. He relaxed, and I did too, letting my legs spread a bit more. I felt Jayden wrap one arm under my right thigh, as if gently holding my leg to the side, or hugging it. My body was tingling warmly all over.

We both slowly, leisurely sucked each other, using our tongues, moving our heads, occasionally rubbing and tugging with our fingers too. I loved the way the skin moved and twitched in my muzzle, and I could feel my foreskin on my dick being slipped up and down over the tip, and each time Jay's tongue slipped over that part my legs would twitch - I couldn't stop it. I felt that pressure again, like the feelings were building up.

This was even better than before. It was like cuddling, only upside down and with each other's dicks in our muzzles. The best of both worlds. Our bellies rose and fell together, pressing against each other's upper chests. I started to let my paw on his back roam, rubbing his sides and generally feeling his hot, furry body. The other paw joined it on the other side whenever I wasn't using to rub his dick and take a break from using my mouth. His spare paw tenderly ran over and stroked my inner thighs, and he even rubbed my nuts for a second - it made me tense for a bit, but he was gentle, and I was surprised to realize it felt nice.

It all felt so nice, and loving, too. I felt so affectionate towards Jay all of a sudden that all I wanted to do was to help him feel just as nice as he was making me feel. That made me work harder and pull him closer to me. The sensations down below were still building, and I felt my butt tense up as I raised my hips, and all the muscles around my dick and stomach tensed up too. On autopilot. He started to move his hips too, moving them up and down in short movements, moving his dick in my muzzle. The feel of it moving against my tongue...

I held my friend tightly, curling my fingers in his fur. I felt so excited and comfy and warm, and electric, tingling pleasure ran from my dick through my whole body. Something was coming, as the feelings in my dick built up to a needle sharp point...

When it came, I had no idea what it was. I actually cried out loud, a subdued but shocked sound. My legs kicked out and pushed into the mattress, trembling. I clutched Jayden to me as my body briefly spasmed, especially my stomach and the area around my dick. My wet stiffy, still being teased by Jay's muzzle and tongue, suddenly tingled with a wonderful electric bliss that burned through my whole body like a grassfire. Setting all of me ablaze.

I froze up and shook all over. I couldn't continue sucking on Jay, I couldn't do anything for a split second. My whole head went fuzzy and dizzy. Whatever had happened to me had taken control of my body. I even felt my eyes lose focus and roll slightly.

I felt a hotness move from just behind my dick, up through it. It was nothing like peeing, and I barely noticed it.

Jayden gripped me tightly, holding my hips in place. He went even quicker and more firmly, pushing me even further into this disorienting storm of pleasure, making my dick positively sting with the feelings. I shook some more and gasped, my right leg kicked out. Jay finished slowly, pulling his muzzle from the bottom to the tip, making me whimper like a baby.

Eventually, my focus came back and I could hear him panting. Hear us both panting, like we'd ran a mile. He was gently massaging my balls again and caressing my thigh. Thankfully, he left my dick alone - it felt sensitive, and the cold air on the wet skin was a powerful feeling by itself. After a while, he started sliding his fingers up and down on it again, and every time my foreskin slipped back and forth over my tip it felt amazing. My toes were curling and I had to fight to keep my legs from twitching more.

"Not dry," I heard Jayden mutter to himself, sounding pleased. "Knew it."

I had no idea what it was that just came over me. "What was that?" I croaked between overstimulated gasps.

"That was an orgasm." The fox chuckled - I couldn't see his face, the way we were lying. "That's why furs have sex, because it feels good and that happens at the end. The stuff that came out of you is how you make a baby with a chick."

I vaguely remembered the feeling of something coming out down there. "Yeah." I gently laid my arm over his body again, just touching him because I wanted to.

"You can make me feel that too..." Jayden said, not-so-subtly reminding me I had a job to do. His voice was breathy. His body radiated heat. I realized instantly that I wanted to make him feel good too. If he was worried I'd stop, he was wrong.

I gripped his hips with both paws and made sure to position him just right before immediately engulfing his still straining boner with my muzzle. I held him loosely around his waist with one paw, while the other went right back to helping me massage the base of his dick - and I started to copy what he had done, moving my head, sucking harder and using my tongue. He gave a pleased coo and started to massage my dick lazily with his fingers. The sleepy, content fuzziness that had come over me was starting to be pushed away, and I was getting right back to being as horny as I had been before.

I focused on my task, trying as hard as I could to give Jay an 'orgasm' at least as good as what he gave me. Pressing my tongue against his littler head, feeling its smooth and hot flesh on my tongue, sucking and moving my head as much as I could to get that kinda pumping motion he had been doing... I felt him start to move his hips again, and could hear him panting more and more desperately.

It didn't take long. I felt his dick twitch and shiver, then he did, and gave a soft cry. He shuddered just like I did, and I felt the muscles beneath his fur tense up - happening just the same way as mine did. I kept going for a few seconds, loving the feel and taste and heat from his quivering dick, the feel of him on top of me, lying down on me, all tensed up. I stopped only for a moment, and when I started again Jay gave a yelp and jolted.

"Nnggnh!" he groaned. "W-wait, it's sensitive!"

I slowed and stopped, pulling away from his hips to eye his shining, wet stiffy. It was straining and as thick as I think it could possibly get, throbbing, probably in time to the pulses of pleasure I knew were probably still rushing through him. After a second, Jay slumped on top of me, his still hard dick now pressing into my chest, and mine into his - mine was pushed down, though, and felt really weird. I used to do that to myself, push it down and let it spring back up, but now it was pressed into Jay's collarbone.

We both felt tired, but our stiffies weren't going away.

"Taylor, that was awesome..." my best friend mewled. "Wow."

I couldn't think of anything to say. I was speechless, my chest heaving up into Jay's belly and groin with every breath.

He slowly crawled off me and turned around. Before I knew it, he'd flopped next to me, on top of my right arm, and promptly snuggled up to me, laying an arm and leg over my slightly sweaty body.

"Thanks for coming here with me," my best friend whispered. "Was that good? Did ya like it?"

I nodded sleepily.

His paw started to stroke my chest. Both of us locked eyes and smiled. It didn't take long for me to start stroking back. Or for Jay's fingers to start brushing over my nipples, finding them easily through the soft down of my fur, over my navel again. I copied, just exploring his body - I'd never had the chance to really feel and look over another boy (or girl) until tonight. The tiredness started to fade away, leaving only the horniness, so our paws started to venture to each other's dicks again. We giggled as we started to gently tug on one another.

I never knew I could be this horny. Another thing I never really knew the meaning of until tonight. The vague feelings I got from glances on the beach or at the pool were just nothing compared to now - with Jayden in front of me, to touch and feel, and knowing what we could do. How it felt! It was like everything was unlocked now.

There was a crash of thunder, causing us both to jump. We snickered sheepishly, not letting it interrupt us. The rain outside surged, and heavier droplets started to smash themselves apart on our tent.

"This is the first time I camped out in a big storm," Jayden murmured, absently toying with my stiffy. "It won't be too bad though."

"How come?" I asked, slipping down his foreskin and rubbing over his tip. Only for a few moments, I knew it could be really sensitive there.

He lidded his eyes in approval. "Because I'm with you." He snorted. "We're not gonna get cold, either. Not if we do this all night."

"We gotta sleep eventually."

"Yeah. Do you wanna have any of the wine? It'll warm us both up."

"Do you wanna?"

"Only if you do." Jay shrugged. "It's fun to have a bit, but meh."

I thought briefly about it, but my mind went straight to the worst case scenarios. I knew enough about alcohol to know that if our tent blew away or something awful like a flash flood happened then we wouldn't want to have even a little. "Nah. I just wanna be with you. This is nice."

The fox nodded. "Okay."

We lay together like that for a minute or so, just being close, sharing warmth and rubbing each other down there. The forbidden warmth and softness of another boy's dick in my paw was awesome by itself, and I loved to know that we were, like, making each other feel good. Caring for each other. It all seemed right.

I yawned. "I'm getting sleepy..."

Jayden did too - contagious, yawns were. "Me too."

"We should get onto the mattress and get ready." Sleepiness was starting to wear on me.

"I wanted to do more," Jayden whispered to me, his ears drooping.

I raised an eyebrow. "Like what?"

"I'll have to show you later. If you want to do this kinda stuff ever again, I mean."

"Of course."

"Tay?"

"Yeah?"

"Will you be my boyfriend?" His voice was really soft now. "I mean, like... we don't have to tell anyone or go around kissing at school or anything. Or, you know, kiss at all if you don't want to. But. You know. At home? Like this?"

I actually didn't need to think about it for long. "Yes," I said. "I'd love to." Drawing on what I'd seen of movies, I leaned forward and planted a gentle kiss right on Jay's muzzle. He blinked in surprise, but then his expression turned downright adoring.

"Love you, Tazza..."

"Love ya, too, Jay," I replied. We both moved in for a big hug, as best we could anyway, while lying on our sides. Our boners squished against each other's tummies again - I was starting to really like that.

As was Jay, I realized, because after we hugged for about twenty seconds, I heard him giggle and start grinding his hips against me, rubbing both of our dicks between our bodies.

But the day caught up with us. Hours of dusty heat, playing in the river and setting up camp. Finally, we separated and got our bed for the night ready, and slipped between the warm layers of the sleeping bags. Getting ready for bed.

Even then, the night wasn't over. We talked for what felt like hours, with the low rumble of thunder and the crashing rain all around us. We touched and explored one another, and Jay taught me more about our bodies than any classroom had or has since - I was pretty sure he didn't just get all his information from porn either. He explained what came out of me earlier. Apparently boys our age don't make a lot every day. Jay couldn't make any, yet, but he wasn't worried.

We talked about our families. Our friends. School. What we wanted to do in the years to come. We listened as the water rushed down the hills into the river, safely away from us. Thunder rumbled and cracked around us, but not even the loudest cracks stopped us from falling closer and closer to sleep in each other's arms.

I couldn't remembered feeling so loved and happy. Years of confusion and loneliness finally corrected, and, dozing off in my smaller friend's warm embrace, things felt as right as I could remember them ever feeling, even though I knew others would say it wasn't. I didn't care, they didn't matter.

Finally, we both drifted to sleep. And a comfortable, warm, dreamless sleep it was.

*

I woke up a few hours after sunrise, and it was already warm. The moisture was still in the air from the storm last night, and the waterbirds were calling cheerfully to one another over in the river, celebrating last night's break from the constant heat - a reprieve for us all.

But wet nights here often came before brutally hot days, and today was already getting awful. I tried to push down the sleeping bags without waking up Jayden. But when a black and red arm sleepily reached out and stroked my bare belly I realized he was almost awake anyway. I gently levered back the covers, trying to cool us both off - it was then that I noticed we were both hard again. We probably just needed to have a piss, but it made me chuckle anyway.

So I just pushed down the bags a little until our tops were uncovered, then laid my head on the pillow next to Jay's again. I gently reached over and started to rub his dick; I couldn't think of a more appropriate way to help him wake up. He cooed and sighed instantly. His paw lazily drifted down my stomach and started to return the favour.

I remember thinking how I could totally get used to this.

"Morning," I whispered at him. "We should get ready to head back to your place."

Jayden mumbled something in reply, but didn't move. I smiled happily.

It took some time for us both to work up the energy and decide to get moving before it got too hot. When we did get up, we set about packing things away. By the time we got to removing the tent-pegs, the grass and soil was only slightly moist, with only the occasional stubborn puddle remaining. The sun shone bright and clear down on us from above the trees to the East, and everything from the grass, to the browning leaves on the trees, to the river we would occasionally glimpse between them, glimmered like the world was made of glass.

We woke up quickly, and played and chased each other a little, our footpaws getting dirty and wet from the ground. After we finished getting everything ready, we washed them in the river and used the towel to dry them - and then it was time to get dressed and head back.

Unfortunately, our day flew by far too quickly. We quickly made our way back to Jay's house to let his parents know we were okay, as a GPS tracker wasn't good enough for that. We talked the whole way, and I could sense our relationship had changed slightly. We were always close friends, but I noticed a sort of maturity now. We still played and joked and all that, but now that our feelings for each other were made clear, we didn't have to hide anything.

I certainly didn't have to "sneak" glances that Jay probably let me see anyway, or tickle and wrestle him just to touch him. Though he was never, ever gonna be free of that totally. It was just too much fun! But now I knew he'd totally let me do that, or more, if I just asked. It was all out in the open now.

We had been best friends, but you could tell we'd gone beyond even that now. We were boyfriends. Just thinking that made me smile like an idiot... I had a boyfriend!!

But aside from some chatting - about last night, about his brothers, about school, everything - the trip back was uneventful.

His house was quiet when we got there. We set about returning all the camping gear to the garage, putting things either in the attached shed (where Jay's family had a gun shed!) or back into the dusty, muddy ute. But just when we came through the laundry to go back through to Jayden's room, I heard his mum call out for us both to have a shower.

True, we'd been outside overnight, and the water in the river was probably not super clean, but... I was just about to groan and roll my eyes when I realized Jayden was smirking at me.

"What?" I asked him, perking an ear.

"Sounds like a bloody great idea," he drawled.

I started to grin. "We're soooo dirty, after all."

Jayden just pulled his shirt off. "Too right." He turned around and raised his voice. "Alright mum, we'll shower together!" I felt a little flush of embarrassment, but his mum simply replied with a reminder to put a towel on the floor so we wouldn't slip getting out. "Come on," Jay said to me, taking my paw and leading me down the hallway to their large bathroom. "I'll wash your back. And maybe your dick. You know, whatever."

I giggled as the bathroom door shut, and rolled my eyes. I really did love this bloody fox... and now I could admit it.

*

It was early evening when I got home. Jay had offered to walk me home, but it was getting late and I didn't want him walking home in the dark alone. It's not like it was well lit, and he'd get eaten alive by the mozzies, so I set off by myself. I felt almost aglow with happiness anyway, last night had been so amazing, so the trip passed like a blur. I was home before I knew it, but the red sun was just peaking over my roof when I started trudging up the driveway, so I knew it had been a long walk.

I bounced up the veranda stairs, pulled open the flyscreen door and went to unlock my wooden front door.

Except it wasn't locked. In fact, it wasn't even shut. It has been left slightly ajar.

I blinked. For the door to not be shut and locked or jammed open to let the air through was weird. Dad always made such a huge deal about that crap. Unless it was him who did it of course.

It wasn't the only thing I noticed. Our car wasn't in the driveway either. Maybe dad was out and forgot to shut the door.

I shrugged and pushed the door out of my way. "Mum!" I called, walking down the lino hallway to my room. My house was one of those cheap things where everything was on one floor, and the walls were plastered. The floors were cheap, scratchy carpet in some of the bedrooms and the den, but rubbishy linoleum everywhere else. You know, the kind that pretends to be tiles but you can tell it's just a sheet of plastic. "I'm home!"

My room was just as I left it. My toys and model cars on the gray carpet, clothes on my cheap plastic hamper. Single bed with sheets kicked down to the bottom - they weren't needed on summer nights.

I kicked my half-boots off and put my wallet on my pillow. "Mum? Helloooo?"

Still nothing. I figured that maybe they'd both gone out.

I sighed and wandered back to the living room. I could hear the soft whir of the ceiling fan in there. "Bloody forgot to lock the door, left the fan on," I grumped to myself, turning the corner. I stopped dead when I looked up. "Oh!"

My mum was sitting at the dinner table. She looked awful, her headfur hanging limply, and she was still in her nightclothes. She was clutching a tumbler glass with a red liquid in it with both paws, staring at it vaguely. I could smell it from where I stood.

"M-mum?" I prompted, getting a little closer. "Are you okay?"

She looked up at me, her tired eyes wet and red. She looked haggard, and much older all of a sudden, slumping over the dinner table, almost motionless. She gave me a weak half-smile, and I suddenly understood. I don't know how, but I knew what had happened. Why I'd been allowed to stay away all night. Somehow, I knew it had been coming for a very long time, but I never saw it. I felt like an idiot for not realizing it sooner.

But even still I wanted to ask why it happened. How it happened. Why it had to happen to me. To us. I had never thought it could. It _shouldn't_have.

I mean, not much happens out here... right?

Taylor Kirkland, 12.

~ Fin.

By Kichigai Kitsune.

© Kichigai Kitsune, 2015.