It was a quiet yet surprisingly warm November afternoon in the small town of Clouddale. It was only natural for the inhabitants of the town to want to take advantage of the warmth whilst they had it-- come that same time next week, it would only get colder and colder, until they eventually hit winter a month later. Whilst they weren't necessarily hosting barbecues or going to the beach, they were at least attending parks and letting their kids have a day of fun in an otherwise dreary month.

At a spacious park that sat square in the centre of the busiest residential parts of the town, two fathers sat side by side, discussing at length all things masculinity at their sons played in the half-metal, half-wooden climbing frame and playhouse ensemble that served as the centrepiece for the park's aesthetic and structure. It's main building was a large treehouse like structure, accessible through 4 different ways, that bore a red painted metal roof that had become rusted with age, but still held practical use. Metal tubes sat connected to it on the left hand side that adjoined to smaller yet equally sheltered little 'house' that could only be accessed through that pipe, its only other exist being a slide down to the sandy pit created all around the play area like a moat.

"Arrrg! Avast ye, scurvy dog!" In the playhouse, an 8 year old red panda mimicked the pirates of older times, brandishing an imaginary cutlass and pinching one eye closed, covering it with his other hand in an attempt to pretend he had an eyepatch. Clad in a pair of sweatpants and a loose T-Shirt, the red panda waved his playful, pretend malicious intent at a younger boy-- an arctic fox, 2 years his junior, who was also pretending to be a pirate of his own calibre. The two circled one-another in the small playhouse no bigger than a standard American pantry, their paws tapping quietly on the wooden floor below them.

"You'll never take me treasure!" The 6 year old retorted, attempting to keep up his pirate facade despite his urge to giggle. He shuffled around in his shorts and loose T-Shirt that was one size too big for him, his sharp canine teeth sticking out from his small, young muzzle. The red panda smirked and removed his hand from his eye for a moment to run it over the tuft of brown fur atop his head that acted as his hair. He made a gesture with his other hand, as if he was twirling his blade around to show off his prowess.

"You really think ye can fight Wahbeard, Demon of the High Seas?" He warned, his muzzle stretching into a wicked grin. The younger fox faltered, just for a moment, before affirming his stance. He glanced towards the metal tube leading into another part of the playhouse out the corner of his eye and circle around slightly with his opponent, tail wagging to and fro from excitement. Then, when the timing was right, he turned and bolted, leaping towards the metal tube and attempting to scramble through. The 8 year old, however, was just as quick as his younger friend, if not quicker. He bounded after him.

The young fox let out a yelp as he felt a hand clasp around his ankle mid-way through the tube, pulling him backwards towards the red panda, who slipped into the tube beside him and made playful growling noises. The hand loosened from the fox's leg and then quickly snapped to his hips, fingers digging in to tickle him. The fox squealed, writhing around against the metal, kicking out loosely with his paws in an attempt to push the older boy off.

"S-Short, stop! It tickles...!" The fox gasped out between his fits of giggles, rolling around and squirming beneath the red panda's prodding hands.

"This is what you get from running away from Wahbeard, Aiden!" The red panda replied, grinning from cheek to cheek as he doubled down, pressing harder and roaming further around the cub's waist, tickling him more and more. He was amused by the way his friend giggled-- plus, it was fun for him too. His dad tickled him all the time and they always had fun!

After a moment or two, however, he paused. Something felt strange-- a firm tension between his legs that felt good, yet uncomfortable. He looked down and spread his legs apart to see Aiden's paw pushed up against his crotch so firmly that the fox's pawpad pressed directly against his clothed member. Short shifted awkwardly and a tingle of something unfamiliar ran up his spine. Aiden squirmed and curled his toes, which only accentuated that delightful feeling even more.

"W...Why'd you stop?" Aiden craned his head back at Short, still giggling somehwat. Short hadn't even realised that he'd loosened his grip, and his eyes snapped back up to Aiden, before back down to his crotch. He wasn't sure what to say-- his parents had told him that strangers shouldn't touch his private parts, but Aiden was a friend...so it was fine, right? Plus, it felt good...

"Um, I just..." Short trailed off for a moment. "Something just felt good. Sorry."

Aiden frowned, unsure what he meant. He watched as Short leant forwards and his eyes widened when he felt a mass pushing down against his paw, causing him to instinctively curl his toes. Short shivered briefly from his reaction and tugged back, before pushing down again. Both them were confused, but they were also too curious to really move. For Short, it was an inexplicable pleasure he'd never felt before-- he hadn't even considered touching his private parts before this. Aiden was merely perplexed; pressing down against his pads was soothing, sure, but it wasn't nearly as pleasurable as it was for Short. He was, however, at least old enough to understand that making others happy was important.

Short couldn't really describe how it felt other than 'good', and the more he kneaded and humped, the better it felt. He'd barely even noticed that he was fully erect until his 3 inch cock was pressed up against his underwear, causing a certain degree of pressure that only seemed to add to the experience. It didn't take long for Short to speed up, his slow breathing picking up into quiet pants. Every so often a spike of pleasure shot up his spine that caused him to moan and lid his gaze, before he focused back down on the boy beneath him, who continued to lay flat against the smooth metal tube, his expression wide-eyed and innocent.

After a minute or two, Short needed more. He shifted back and Aiden instinctively turned around, sitting up to face him-- as much as he could anyway, considering how narrow the tube was. He watched as Short tugged down the front of his sweatpants and underwear to reveal his small member, eagerly twitching with the foreskin stuck firmly over the top. He shuffled his pants down over his ass so that they couldn't constrict his package and then reached down, grabbing a hold of one of Aiden's ankles.

"What are you doing?" Aiden asked, tilting his head as Short brought the paw up towards his member. He pushed his hips forwards and sighed as his narrow, young cock slipped between the cub's toes, sticking out the other end. Aiden instinctively splayed his toes a little as the intruding length slid forwards, and then squeezed down when it dragged back, causing Short to huff under his breath.

"It, um...it just feels good." Short muttered, feeling his cheeks growing flushed. He dragged back until his member slipped from between Aiden's toes completely, the head of his cock dragging down against the plush pawpad on the sole of the cub's foot, before he pushed back up and wedged the head in the crease between the boy's toepads and pawpads. He groaned under his breath at the warmth and tightness, rolling his hips forwards and kneading the head of his cock against that pleasurable spot.

"T-That tickles." Aiden complained, but he didn't withdraw his paw or shuffle away-- it seemed to be some strange, unwritten rule between them that let this happen, the combination of curiosity and respect for each other that let Short do as he liked to Aiden's paw. The red panda's actions grew more fervent over time, his rocking his hips back and forth as he switched back to the tactic of wedging his small cock between the fox's toes, effectively humping his paw. His hips pushed forwards far enough to peel the foreskin back on the end of his cock just a little as well as allowing his balls to squish and press firmly up against the fox's pawpad. All the while Short moaned under his breath, occasionally biting his lip to stifle an audible grunt.

Shorts moans were slowly growing heavier as he continued to hump, though his member stayed as dry as ever, not quite yet at the stage where he could produce anything more than arousal and an eagerness to feel good. He eventually started leaning forwards more, removing his hands from Aiden's ankle when he was in a good position and relying on his pounding hips alone, his head hanging low and his gaze lidding over as the desire for something more overtook him. He could feel it-- a pressure in his loins that encouraged him to hump faster and harder. Driven purely by pre-pubescent instinct, the red panda lewdly bucked his hips, whilst his friend watched, unsure what to think.

After a while, the pressure grew fiercer and firmer. He knew something was coming, but he wasn't sure what. Then, it hit him-- he shuddered and instinctively thrust faster and faster than before, feeling the pressure reach its peak, becoming unbearable. He let out a harsh groan as, all at once, the tightness loosened and his body trembled with inexplicable bliss. A feeling like no other coursed through his system, his cock eagerly twitching and throbbing between Aiden's toes, dry as a bone. He rocked his hips just a little more back and forth, coaxing every ounce of pleasure he could, before he eventually pulled back, cheeks flushed from physical exhaustion. He didn't know what just happened, but it felt better than anything he'd ever experienced...and he wanted to feel it again.

"W...What did you do?" Aiden was confused, and curled his leg inwards to inspect his paw. Short looked a little bashful and awkwardly shifted, laying perpendicular to the length of the tube, his back resting against the curvature of the metal.

"I, um...when you touched my thing, it got hard, and felt really good...so when I kept doing it, it got better." Short shyfully explained, a goofy grin spread across his face. He was still in the afterglow of his young orgasm, his body tingling with the pleasure he felt mere moments ago.

Aiden frowned and scooted closer, looking at Short's half-limp cock, for the red panda hadn't yet pulled his pants back up. He'd seen how happy Short was when he did it, and now he wanted to try it to. He didn't know what compelled him to do so.

"Can I try?" He asked abruptly, and Short's eyes widened. The older boy nodded and Aiden shifted, tugging down his shorts and underwear and slipping them down past his ankles, revealing his own smaller, humanoid member. Though the metal tube they were in was narrow, there was still enough room for Aiden to hike his leg over and straddled Short's body, sitting against his crotch and inadvertently pressing his bare ass down against the red panda's half-hard cock.

Short's eyes trailed down and he looked past Aiden's toothy, shy grin and towards his body. He was lithe and petite, shorter than the red panda, but didn't bear much of the markings of puppy fat like other kids his age. Short's 8 year old hands ran over the boy's body and moved down towards his crotch, where he held up Aiden's little cock between his thumb and forefinger. It looked relatively sizeable in his hand, but that was only because the two were close-ish in age. He could feel Aiden tensing against him, muscles turning rigid as the arctic fox watched with an intense gaze, eyes fixated on the red panda's hand.

"Does this feel good?" Short asked curiously, stroking the flaccid member back and forth between his two digits. Aiden huffed harshly through his nose, muzzle clamped shut, and he elicited a muffled whine. Anxiety, mixed with excitement, bubbled to the surface of Aiden's thoughts and his cheeks warmed at the strange, tingling feeling of his friend's fingers around his 'no-no place'. Aiden couldn't resist rocking his hips forwards and sliding himself against Short's hand, his little cock slowly but surely stiffening under the red panda's touch.

Short stared, licking his lips with anticipation as he felt the cock harden and pulse under his fingers, slowly reaching full mast in just a matter of seconds. Though Aiden wasn't necessarily as eager as Short had been not too long ago, he was certainly getting into the pleasure, beginning to moan and quietly huff under his breath. Short's member had already reacted to such a lewd position, twitching as full hardness against Aiden's cheeks. Each roll of the fox's hips kneaded down against Short's cock, encouraging him to push his hips up against the 6 year old's ass. Neither of them really knew what they were doing, merely following the simple instinct of pleasure and doing all that they could to continue feeling it.

The red panda's fingers clumsily continued to jerk and tug the fox's cock as Aiden slowly settled into a rhythm of thrusts, pushing his hips forwards and backwards as Short began to hump in unison, the cub's plump cheeks settling nicely around his cock. There was enough purchase against the metal beneath them to make their movements each, and the dryness of both their cocks laced everything with a certain degree of friction that only added to the pleasure.

"I-It feels funny..." Aiden mumbled, watching as Short tugged his foreskin back, letting it snag around the head of his cock before sliding it back up. He wasn't quite yet at the age where it could slide back much farther without a bit of discomfort, and Short was thankfully instinctively not tugging it back further, vividly aware of how it became taut and hard to pull. Short's other hand explored, stroking across the delicate, soft fur of Aiden's hip and up towards his chest, running his fingres and thumb over the cub's nipple. Aiden began to tremble as the red panda picked up the pace, jerking off the little 2 and a half inch cock with greater fervency. Short could feel it pulsing wildly in his grip-- he knew that Aiden was enjoying it, if his moans and thrusting weren't indication enough.

"Mmh," Aiden began with a breathy grunt, speeding up his little humps. "It's getting better..."

From his own experience, Short knew that Aiden must be getting close to whatever he'd felt before-- the immense, pleasurable feeling that made you shiver and tremble. He wanted Aiden to feel it too, so he began to stroke faster and faster, listening and watching as Aiden began to whimper and huff, chest heaving up and down. Short groaned under his breath too, for his own cock was begin to vigorously stimulation by the arctic fox's hotdogging buns. Aiden began to moan harder and harder, eventually reaching up to cover his mouth, self-conscious about how loud he was. His eyes lidded over and Short knew it was coming.

Aiden continued to thrust and rock as his climax hit him, something altogether new and exciting, but also frightening. He trembled violently as pleasure cascaded through his body, his muscles relaxing as his cock weakly, eagerly twitched, still dry and lacking in any fluids. The fox all but collapsed atop the red panda, leaning backwards and having to steady himself by holding onto one of Short's knees. The 8 year old kept tugging the member, enjoying the way it pulsed in his hand, until Aiden began to squirm and let out grunts of protest, reaching down to grasp onto Short's wrist, holding him back. In his post-climax bliss, Aiden's cock was sensitive to the touch.

"Was it good?" Short asked quietly, a grin spreading across his muzzle as he looked down at Aiden's cock, already past half-limp and nearly turning flaccid. Aiden shuffled awkwardly, trying to ease himself off of Short but finding he barely had the strength to do so, his eyelids drooping. His relaxed muscles and the feeling of pleasure were sending him square into his 'nap zone'.

"Mm..." Aiden hummed his agreement, leaning forwards as Short sat up to help him off, loosening the cub's leg from around his hip and awkwardly rolling them over. Aiden's eyes were already beginning to close, but the rough sound of a voice from outside suddenly caught their attention.

"Short? It's time to go!" Someone called from beyond the pipe, down in the playground below. "Aiden, your father's waiting on you too."

"C-Coming!" Short called, quickly tugging up his pants. Aiden, struck by the fear of potential punishment from his dad for taking too long, found himself wide awake. He reached for and tugged on his own shorts, managing to get them on and out the tube in less than a minute. The pair of them looked presentable enough-- their clothes were a little all over the place, but a quick adjustment when they were finally standing upright fixed that up rather quickly, and Short's erection had already gone down.

"Um..." Aiden began and they stepped forwards the well-built logs that acted as a ladder up to the large playhouse building. "Short...can we do that again? It felt good, like eating too much candy..."

"Okay!" Short beamed and hopped down, waiting for Aiden to join him. 

It'd be a while before they could see each other again but when they did, Short would have all sorts of ideas for what they could try next.