A Gentle Touch


The late-afternoon sunlight filtered through the windows of a quiet residence. The rays were a welcome warmth against the chilly paws of a large deer. He sipped at a steaming cup of coffee as he read the day’s headline.

“Cub porn star, Timothy McVaire, voted sexiest cub.”

He smirked, agreeing wholeheartedly. That little mouse sure had spunk, surprising for a ten year old boy. Always full of enthusiasm and cum. Never a boring video when he was involved. The deer ruffled the papers, straightening the out for a better view at the accompanying picture. Timothy posed with his newest actress. A squirrel, a cute one at that.

Tight looking ass on her, damn...

The deer shifted his pants, giving his hardening cock much needed room. He sighed, letting his arousal slip away with an absent turn of the pages. He couldn’t ignore his responsibilities as a parent, as much as he wanted to rub a quick one out.

His large ears flicked to the sound of the front door, and then to the subsequent tiny footsteps that echoed through the hallway. His son, a fawn of cute stature, rounded the corner. Bright and cheery, a smile on his face.

"I’m home, daddy!"

Bud, as the father was affectionately known, returned the smile.

"There’s my boy! How was school? Did they have that birthday party for you today?"

He quickly folded the newspaper on top of the table, giving his full attention to his son.

"They did, daddy! It was a lot of fun. I feel so much older now that I’m eight!"

"You’re growing up so fast, Maxy. I’m so proud of you."

Little Max beamed at his father’s words, even puffing up his chest in true manly fashion.

"I’ll be big like you one day, daddy!"

Indeed, he would. Bud took a moment to look over his son. The young fawn still sported white dots along his pelt, broken by stripes of rust and beige. His blonde hair had been cut short, yet somehow was always a mess. Bud’s eyes roamed lower, as was his habit, only to be caught surprised by the shameless erection pitching a tent in the fawn’s pants.

"B-but," Max began, looking away from his dad’s eyes as he embarrassingly pawed at the floor. "Mrs. Roxi said you had to give me “The talk”."

The fawn’s erection was more than enough cause to give the boy “the talk”.

"A-am I in trouble?"

"No, no. Not at all, Maxy. You’re just growing up, is all. All young boys do. So did I, way back when..." He trailed off for a moment, remembering his times of old. He snapped out of it, shaking his head. "Did Mrs. Roxi tell you why you need the talk?"

"N-no, but I already knew I was growing up. I’m eight now, remember?"

"Of course I remember, kiddo. It’s an important time for young boys. You start growing in more ways than one." Bud smirked at his son’s twitching cock. "And some of us grow up larger than others."

Max furrowed his brow and tilted his head. He was confused, but more than curious.

"What kind of talk do I need? Is it about girls? I already know lots about girls"

Bud chuckled softly. "Yes, girls are part of the talk."

"I know that boys and girls kiss when they like each other. But I already knew that. See? I already know a lot about being a grown up!"

"Slow down, sport. There’s more to it than just kissing girls." Bud pushed away from his seat, bringing his empty mug to the sink. "You have to learn about your body. How to take care of yourself and relieve your urges."

"Urges?"

Bud thought for a moment, taking care to use choice words.

"A... tingle in your penis. A feeling us boys get when we’re aroused."

Max’s eyes widened, his head titling down to look at his erection.

"Is that why my penis is stiff?"

"Yes, that’s what happens when you feel aroused. It’s the way your body tells you that you’re ready for sex."

"S-sex?" He blushed fiercely, having heard about what it was from the older boys at school. "T-the thing you and mommy do because you love each other?"

"That’s right, kiddo." Bud tussled the little boy’s hair, giving him a warm smile. "Though, most people have sex because it feels good."

Max, inquisitive by nature, pulled his pants down to his knees, shamelessly holding his throbbing cock in front of his father.

"My penis makes me feel good?" He tilted his head again, watching as a dribble of pre drooled slowly from his tip.

Bud couldn’t help but take in the sight of the curious cub. His creamy belly fur continued down to his little cock, meshing into a swirl of brown between his thighs.

"It can, yes. It’s my job as your father to help you learn and understand these things." Bud rested a loving paw across his son’s shoulder, leading the little mite towards the den. Max hurriedly pulled his pants up before he could trip, trying his best to keep pace with his father. "It’s tradition for fathers to help their sons with their first urges."

"How?"

"By teaching you how to control them. It’s called masturbation."

The den wasn’t anything special. A big flat screen TV sat mounted to the far corner, and a comfy sectional couch spanned the opposite wall. A round coffee table held several remotes and a wireless keyboard and mouse.

"Best get naked, Maxy. It’s easier to masturbate if you do."

The little fawn, being shameless by nature, pulled his pants down without hesitation. It was just him and his father, after all. His shirt shortly followed, ending up in a small pile on the floor. He plopped his cute, little rear on the sofa next to his father, his tiny prick still aroused and twitching.

Bud turned the TV on, his free paw wrapping around his son to pull him close. The screen flashed alive, loading up the computer desktop. Bud kept a clean desktop, the only visible shortcut being the internet browser. He clicked it, opening up the search engine.

"You’re a very lucky cub, Maxy." Bud began, as he typed in his favourite porn site. "Back in my day, my father taught me how to masturbate before the internet."

"Wow! What was it like in the dark ages?"

"Very funny, you little rascal."

Max’s eyes caught the flash of the computer, his eyes widening at the sight before him.

"W-why are all those people naked?"

Bud chuckled lightly. "To help us masturbate, kiddo."

Maxy cocked his head, thinking for a moment before settling to a silence. He watched with growing curiosity as the furs on the screen went from young adult, to young cubs.

"How about some Timothy McVaire? The newspaper said some very good things about him."

Bud didn’t bother to wait for an answer. He clicked on Timothy’s newest video, opening it to full screen. He hurried pushed out of his pants, kicking them to the side as he slipped out of his underwear. His bouncing, fully erect cock stood dripping proudly for his son to see. It was much bigger than Max’s, naturally, but the two were identical in fur, shape, and potency. Father like son.

"Your penis is much bigger than mine, daddy." Max is absolutely fascinated by Bud’s large, twitchy cock. He shuffled towards it for a better look, watching as his father dripped eagerly. "Will I get that big someday?"

"Your penis will grow bigger one day, kiddo. Just like your old man."

The porn video transitioned, the flash catching Max’s attention. His eyes widened, and his breath caught with a squeak.

"Those cubs are naked together!" The fawn’s cheeks grew a steady crimson as Timothy locked lips with a young squirrel girl. "Now they’re kissing..."

Both cubs had their bodies splayed and focused on by the camera. Max’s cock twitched, throbbing near painfully. His eyes wandered along their bodies, giving equal attention to each.

"My penis is really tingly... Just like at school today. I saw Bailey’s butt, but then I got all stiff after. Is it because I saw a girl’s privates?"

Bud laughed, tousling his son’s sandy-blonde hair. "It can definitely help. Seeing a young girl’s butt gets my penis stiff, too." He hadn’t touched his cock yet. It dripped steadily, throbbing gently. "It means you’re aroused by girls, but liking boys is alright, or even both."

"You can like boys the same as girls?"

"Of course, kiddo. Love is love. You can like boys all you want."

It gave Max a lot to think about, more so once the scene changed to an up close and personal view of squirrel pussy. He gaped for a moment, his blush returning full force.

"I’ve never seen a girl’s thing before..."

Timothy had the squirrel spread, his dainty, furless fingers ran gently along her wet folds. The young mouse paid extra special attention to the squirrel’s moist clit, rubbing it in tiny circles before pulling away. Sexual fluids dripped from his fingers, his tongue eagerly licking them clean. It ignited a fire inside the boy’s heart, a ferocious sexual lust; satiable only by the soaked pussy in front of him. His muzzle pushed between the squirrel’s legs, huffing in the heated scent. He held her down as his tongue dragged up her folds, only to repeat with unmatched passion.

"N-now he’s licking her down there... Isn’t that where girls pee?"

Bud had been watching the duo intently, his paw slowly running up and down his length.

Unf~ That little squirrel could pee on me all she wants...

He shook his head, turning to answer the question.

"Yes, but it’s also where girls feel pleasure. They feel good when you lick them there."

"Isn’t it dirty?"

"Sometimes, but with good hygiene a little cub’s private parts can taste great."

Bud lost himself in the porno once more, rubbing along his large shaft, teasing his foreskin and tip. It was far too obvious, easily pulling Max away from the mystifying video.

"Why are you rubbing your penis?"

"Because it feels good, Maxy. Want to try it?"

Max nodded, his soft blue eyes followed his father’s paw as it reached towards his little length. The fawned gasped, practically seeing stars as his father touched his sensitive cock. Bud smirked, relishing in the response. His fingers were already wet with the cub’s pre, making it slick enough for his fingers to slide down Max’s whole length. The fawn bucked forward, moaning loudly as his first wave of sexual pleasure hit him.

"Oooh, daddy. T-that feels s-so good, a-ah!"

Max’s whole body tensed as Bud began to pump his tiny prick. His paws dug into the couch cushions, his back arching as his cock spurted pre-cum onto his father’s paw. Bud chuckled, keeping his rhythm slow and steady.

"See, kiddo. It’s easy."

Bud pulled his paw away, his fingers covered in hot boy cum. He buried his snout into his paw, huffing in the potent scent. Max lay panting heavily, his face awash with a heavy blush. He watched as his father smelled his dirty paw, making his cock twitch even worse.

"D-dad, please. I need more..."

Bud’s heart fluttered. Such a cute and arousing display. He wished he could take his son right then and there, but a lesson was still needed. His fatherly duties would always come before his own needs.

"Of course, Maxy. Just try it yourself, you’ll see how easy it is to masturbate. It’ll help you keep your urges in check."

Bud licked his fingers clean, shivering as the intense flavour of pure cub assaulted his body. His attention settled back on the video, his free paw steadily gaining speed as he watched the two cubs mesh their naked bodies together.

Max followed his father’s lead. His paw wrapped around his length, pumping it up and down. It took a moment, but the same intense pleasure slowly began to work its way back. He instinctively humped into his paw, moaning loudly without shame. Pleasure was quickly building, made worse by the events on screen. Max’s eyes widened, his maw agape at the scene unfolding in front of him.

"H-he, ah, pushed his penis inside her privates..."

He huffed hotly, his attention glued to the thrusting mouse. Timothy’s cock slipped easily in and out of that sopping wet squirrel pussy. The camera zoomed in, revealing the action on a more intimate level. The wet and sloppy slaps filled the room, along with the very suggestive moaning squeaks. The squirrel’s pussy gripped down on the invading mouse, her pleasured spasms rocking her little body. Max didn’t know why, but it felt so right to imagine himself in the same position, his own cock sliding in and out of that little squirrel.

"He’s having sex with her, Maxy. His penis goes in and out of her vagina. Till he eventually experiences an orgasm. He’ll cum inside her, filling her little hole. It’s how babies are made."

Bud breathed ragged, hot breaths. His paw worked his cock furiously, his orgasm swiftly approaching. He wasn’t surprised. Cub porn always tickled him just right, especially Timothy’s work. That little mouse always fucked with such enthusiasm, as if he were trying to breed every female he mated with. Proven by his treatment of that little squirrel girl. His hips slammed against her mound, his tiny boy cock practically a blur. Their squeaking moans mixed, and their bodies shook with an incoming shared orgasm. The mouse slammed to a hilt one last time, his balls tensing as he unloaded inside the young squirrel.

Bud was caught off guard. The sheer volume that mouse was able to produce was incredibly hot. Timothy’s cum quickly flowed out of the squirrel, joined by the her own orgasmic fluids. It was too hot for the old buck to handle. He grunted once, shooting hot strands of cum high into the air. They landed against his furry chest, coating himself with a seemingly endless amount of cum.

Max squirmed and moaned, too occupied with his own pleasure.

"D-dad, it feels like I have to pee, ah..."

Bud was still out of breath, but he gained his composure just enough to be there for his son’s first time.

"Let it out, little cub. You’re going to have your first orgasm. Daddy is so proud."
 
Max bit his lower lip as he moaned uncontrollably. He humped into his paw one last time before a rush of pleasure snapped his eyes open and shook his young body. He squeaked! His first shot of cum erupted from his little cock, falling down to stain his fapping paw. Another followed, landing square on his tense balls; leaving his cock to pulse with blank shots.

Post-orgasm bliss had the under aged boy panting for a few moments, but the spunky fawn quickly recovered. He spread his fingers, watching strands of cum bridge the gaps between digits.

"I made a mess like that mouse did. Yuck, it’s sticky." He brought his paw to his nose, taking cautious sniffs of his fresh cum. "Smells weird, too." He gave his fingers an experimental lick. "Bleh, it’s salty!"

"Silly cub. Did it feel good, at least?"

Max nodded, giving his father a loving smile.

"It felt really good, daddy."

The copious amounts of cum that covered the large buck finally became very apparent to the young cub.

"Wow, daddy! You made an even bigger mess than me."

"You’ll be making bigger messes in no time, kiddo."

Bud smirked, looking up and down his cub’s sexy body. Slim, with such soft looking fur; and a cum covered cock just waiting to be cleaned up. He slid down to the carpeted floor, resting on his knees in front of his son. His nose took gentle sniffs at the messy, little cock, exhaling with a shiver.

"Speaking of a mess... How about I help clean up?"

Max’s blushed returned as he nodded eagerly. He nearly came again as his father’s warm tongue lapped gently over his sensitive shaft. He wiggled and moaned, his cock quickly growing hard against his father’s loving touch.

"T-that feels r-really good, daddy."

Bud finished with a barrage of tender kisses, trailing up from his little balls, ending with a smooch against his foreskin.

"There, all clean, Maxy."

"Thanks, daddy. It was pretty sticky."

"You best get in the bath before your mother comes home. She’ll be excited to hear all about how grown up you’ve become."

"Okay, daddy."

The fawn hurried out of the room, giving his father one last look at his cute, little butt before he disappeared into the hall.