On the edge of town near Stifstik forest, a lone, blue-eyed Poochyena named Fang is ambitious to visit Norwood’s treehouse today. He is a smart, seven year old 2nd grader for his age, having better grammar than most of his classmates. Fang is wearing some patch-stitched jeans with white underwear underneath it. He has no shirt on as it’s usually optional for most Pokemon to wear one; especially when he walks on all four of his paws. It was an hour after school and Fang has some free time remaining before the night falls. The winter weather is cold, but clear and cloudy outside, so this is a good day for him to do this. He always wanted to visit inside the treehouse, but something keeps denying him from doing so. Fang is walking towards the treehouse with a rucksack on his back. The rucksack is stuffed with a mud-covered coat from his Houndour brother. Fang is about a minute or two near his destination.

“T-today is the day,” he says to himself. “Not going to be afraid entering that treehouse anymore. It’ll be cool to see what’s inside!” The brave Poochyena continues his trek and smiles cheerfully once he arrives, seeing the treehouse above his head. A brown wooden structure lies above him in the trees, bounded by oak resin. He wonders how to get inside. There is a set of horizontal planks wedged into the tree to climb to the entrance. The entrance is covered with torn cloth to help protect the inside of the treehouse from unfavorable feather. Maybe the laundry basket nearby, attached to one of the tree branches by hemp rope, can get him there as well. But the laundry basket idea seems far too scary for him compared to the plank ladder option.

He yells towards the treehouse, “Hey Norwood!” His fluffy tail wags back and forth like a cute puppy, excited to see him come out and greet him. Fang doesn’t even know if he’s home, but most of the time he is. The patient Poochyena waits there for some seconds, thinking to himself, “I hope he’s there…” Right after he thinks that, a Pachirisu named Norwood pops his head out of the entrance and looks at him. He is brown and yellow striped with green eyes. He is in 5th grade and is 11 years old. The Pachirisu is wearing his normal attire: light-brown khaki shorts and yellow briefs. Something pink seems to be attached to his cheek, but it’s hard to make out. Norwood waves his paw at him before quickly climbing down on all four of his paws. He almost seems faster climbing than he does running. Most Pokemon would fall on their head trying to do that, but the climber-loving Pachirisu does this multiple times during every day of his existence. Fang loses sight of him for a bit in the tall grass before he pops his head up nearby him.

“Hey there Fang!” says a gleeful Norwood. “Didn’t expect you over, but am glad you did! I was bored today.” Fang stares at the pink fluffball stuck on the Pachirisu’s electric cheek pouch. He was too distracted about it so he had to ask. “What’s on your face?”

After he asks that, the pink puffball moves to pop his head out underneath his fur. Fang is met with a focused glance from it, staring right into his soul. Fang jolts up a bit in fear, landing on his furry toosh. “Ahh! It looked at me!” Norwood laughs and tells him, “Haha. It’s my Joltik pet named Casey~”

Fang gets up and looks at the pink Joltik a bit closer while the Joltik smiles at him, blushing a bit. “Aww. She’s cute~” Norwood replies, “Yeah, he is~ Mom said it was male which surprised me at first too. But I have trust in my mother.” Fang realizes his error. “My bad. But why is Casey on your cheek?” Norwood responds having knowledge about it, “It’s feeding off my electricity. At least two hours a day he does this. Otherwise, mom said Casey would be motionless if it ran out of charge.” Fang replies, “Ah. That’s good to know.” Norwood replies back, “Yeah. I don’t mind it though~ Usually it’s in my sleep but today I guess he wanted extra juice or something.” They both laugh a bit at that.

Norwood asks Fang. “Anyways, are you wanting to attempt going inside the treehouse again?” Fang nods his head up and down, but in a more confident mood than last time. “Last time you went up, you got scared and almost peed halfway up the tree~” He knows that experience all too well as he quickly tried to jump down and almost got himself hurt. “Yeah. Thanks for saving me.” Norwood continues, “And when I got you up on your paws, you pissed on my paws instead~ Naughty pooch~” Norwood and his pet giggle at that thought. Although he knows, Fang feels embarrassed hearing about that, shaking his paws. “No problem though! You’ll make it today, I’m sure!” says a reassuring Norwood, “I wedged another plank or two in the tree where you had trouble after that happened. Let’s give the planks a try again and if it’s too much I’ll think of something else.” Fang agrees with him, saying “Alright.”

They walk together right at the plank ladder floor; the same place where the Poochyena urinated on his Pachirisu friend. *sniff* Fang smells the area and with his very sensitive nose he still notices his pee odor from yesterday. He can’t let that distract him though. “I’m used to meeting Pokemon that know how to climb up there, but you’re too young to know that. They teach it around 4th grade I think, but I’ll teach you today.” Fang feels grateful for that. If he ever wants up there today, he will need to learn.

Norwood starts advising him, such as climbing one plank at a time, having three points of contact on the planks, and only moving one paw at a time instead of his entire body. And also to hold his bladder in this time. All of that is a bit confusing for a 2nd grader, but Fang is smart and understands his guidance. It was not an easy challenge for Fang, but he kept telling himself that he will make it; that he will not be scared; that he won’t use the ladder as a makeshift potty. With his inner determination, he makes it up into the treehouse all by himself. Norwood looks and feels proud of him and joins him inside the treehouse a couple seconds later.

Fang’s eyes gaze upon the interiors of the treehouse; of the place he always wanted to check out. There is only one single room inside the treehouse. He sees a nest of bedding in the room corner that looks comfortable to sleep on, but is inferior to a mattress. There’s also a dresser next to the bed with Casey’s glass cage on top of it. Clothes are scattered everywhere which congregate mostly around a used laundry basket. The center of the room has three plain chairs and a table along with a candle. Noticeably, there is a food storage hole that Norwood packs food into and another hole exit that leads to a large tree branch. A couple of small glass-covered holes used as windows complete the treehouse.

Fang looks satisfied, with his glittery eyes filled with excitement, at what his efforts in climbing into the treehouse entrance brought to him. “This looks awesome!” Norwood scratches his back with a blush on his face, appreciating the comment. “Heh, thanks~” The pink Joltik on his cheek pouch decided that he was done charging up and crawls into the depths of the Pachirisu’s furred tail. Norwood can feel him there, so he knows that Casey is safe. Fang looks at one of the chairs and moves to it, sitting down on the wooden surfacing with his furry toosh. He needed a bit of relief after that rough climbing experience.

Norwood walks towards him, facing him sideways while slowly wagging his large tail. Delighted to serve him, he asks Fang, “Want some berries? I foraged a ton of food last week~” Fang’s mouth starts to salivate hearing that as he starts to pant a bit with his tongue out in a cute manner. “Y-yes please!” Norwood acknowledges, “Awww~ That’s adorable~. Okay.” He walks towards his food storage hole while Fang becomes aware of his embarrassing pant behavior, putting a stop to it.

“I brought Bonehead’s muddy coat,” notes Fang. “He fell during football practice. The Raboot was too much for him.” Norwood starts digging into the food hole, replying, “Alright. I’ll wash them tonight, but yesterday’s clothes aren’t dry yet.” Fang understands his reply, but continues talking, “That Raboot is crazy! Probably the best on our school team! Wish he talked more to us though.” The Pachirisu looks like he is eating straight from the food hole, but is actually stuffing food inside his cheek pouches. “Mmmhmmm.” It’s hard to talk with your mouth full. Norwood is finished searching his trove of food. He comes back with his pouches quite large and full; almost the size of his face on each cheek. Fang looks a bit confused at what he is looking at before Norwood starts transferring berries from his cheek pouch onto the table. Fang has a questionable expression, staring straight at the Pachirisu saliva-covered fruit, wondering if it’s tolerable to eat that.

Once his mouth empties, Norwood exclaims, “Berries are ready!” Fang responds saying “Uhh…” and Norwood quickly realizes why and giggles. “Oh! My bad~ Force of habit. T-they’ll taste great! Don’t worry, my mouth is clean~” Fang takes a moment and then reaches out his paws to grasp an oran berry. It feels damp due to being from Norwood’s mouth, but it seems perfectly edible. Norwood grabs a different kind of berry, but Fang is unsure of what it is. With their choices selected, they both bite into their berries. *nomf* They munch on their berries together.

Several seconds pass by before Fang feels something down there. *gurgle~* The Poochyena feels a bit full in his groin. Fang thinks to himself, “Agh. Got to potty soon. Should have went before I traveled here.” He rubs his tummy a bit which seems to help out. His body is motioning to him to go poop somewhere, but Fang still wants to hang out with his friend at the treehouse. Fang ignores his body’s feelings and continues to munch on berries with Norwood.

During their snack time, it was time for some friendly conversation to each other. “This is a cool place to hang out~,” says Fang, “So you sleep in straws and leaves?” Norwood responds, “Yeah. I sleep on my tail anyways so what’s under me doesn’t matter much.” “Ah, okay, that makes sense,” says Fang, “Does your cute Casey Joltik pet sleep with you~?” The Pachirisu’s cheeks flush a bit while the Joltik, hearing his name, pops his head out of Norwood’s tail and crawls towards Norwood’s cheek pouch. “Rarely, usually he’s in his cage.” Casey reaches the cheek pouch and then smiles at Fang. Norwood notices this from the corner of his eye. “Aww, I think he likes you, want to hold him~?” The Poochyena feels cautious and unsure about that. “Um...I don’t know…” “Don’t worry, he won’t bite~ Just don’t grab him too hard and don’t piss him off~” Norwood says jokingly. Fang has trust in Norwood, preferring his words over his own judgment, so he tells him “Okay, sure~”

Norwood gently grasps Casey with his paws. The cute, pink Joltik comes off his face effortlessly. Norwood then presents Casey to Fang with his paws open. Fang reaches his paws and accepts what may shock his entire body up and down. He brings the Joltik towards him and looks down. Casey seems happy, not wanting to shock Fang at all. Casey crawls along Fang’s fur, navigating his entire canine body, which gives him the tinglies. *gurrrgle~* The constant tapping of the Joltik’s conical feet make him feel strange and lose control down there. Fang thinks, “Ah, still need to poop…” For some reason, Fang also senses as if the Joltik knows exactly what he is feeling, always. Casey stops moving on Fang’s right shoulder.

Norwood seems very lively at what is going on. He tells Fang, “He really loves you, I can tell~” Fang is glad to hear that, for his own safety’s sake, and curiously asks him, “Are there Pokemon that he does like?” Norwood responds, “Besides you and I? Nope! I’m glad he likes you though. Casey tends to get pissed off on everyone else he contacts, but you two seem made for each other~ <3” Fang giggles, still feeling wary about the Joltik, but is growing a bit more trusting of him. “Heheh, that’s cool I guess~” “I’m glad for you two~”

They finish their berry snacks within a few minutes. Silence then flows around the room before both of their tummies start to *gurgle~*. Norwood feels an urge to go potty. “Hey Fang, I need some privacy outside~. Do you need to go potty at all?” Fang nods his head, “Y-yeah…” “Alright. I’ll go outside first and then I’ll help you out, okay~? Don’t look through the hole and let Casey keep you company. I’ll be a couple minutes~” Fang thinks for a moment, then agrees and says “Huh, outside? Okay...” Norwood goes nearby the other entrance hole. He locates a box nearby the hole which he opens to grab a damp wipe. After that, he exits the entrance which leads to a large branched area.

Fang and Casey are seated at the table. Although it feels morally wrong, Fang has a piqued interest in what Norwood is doing out there. So he gets his furry butt off the table and starts walking towards the hole. First, he looks at what the box is that Norwood took wet tissue out of. It’s labeled as ‘wet wipes’ on the box. He’s confused by that because he thought the potty was inside the treehouse. Next, he intends to peek at Norwood’s private business, especially since he’s going after he is done out there. *gurgle~* Hopefully Norwood is quick because Fang really has to go potty now. The Joltik giggles at Fang being a naughty pup. His furred ears pick up the sound of clothing falling down outside. Fang starts to sneakfully peek at what’s going on outdoors.

Norwood’s bottom is ass naked with his clothing below him. The Pachirisu’s member seems somewhat erect. He looks all around down from him, maybe so no one sees him go potty there. And then the naughty Pachirisu starts jerking himself off. *fap fap~* His pinkish-red flesh stiffs up while he rubs it with his furry paws. It grows to a good-sized length. Norwood is seen quietly mumbling, “Ah, Victor! P-please not there~!” Norwood’s face seems to emit an emotion of squinting his eyes a bit in fear, but his grin is way too happy to show actual horror. He desperately wants whatever he is pretending to roleplay with himself.

“Heheheh~”, he giggles at himself, before closing his eyes for a second and relieving the pressure from his bladder. *psssssssssssh~* “Ahhh~” Light golden-colored fluids pass out of his pee hole; forming a large arc away from where he is standing on the tree branch. “Oh nooooo~. It’s coming out~ <3” Norwood feels refreshing relief from his bladder, letting it all out from him while his paws are still grasped down there. The Pachirisu blushes hard, enjoying the heated sensation inside the tubing of his penis as the fluids continue to pour out. *pssssssh~* *splash~* Fang’s ears pick up the sound of Norwood’s piss hitting the forest flooring. Norwood’s eyes are closed as his pissing session constantly lasts over a minute. He seems to have a large bladder to be able to do that. Eventually the stream comes to a few drips as Norwood shakes off what is remaining. Norwood seems satisfied with that experience.

“Hah~” he says to himself, “Wait, nooooo, not there~ I-I’d poop myself if you did that.” Norwood starts to crouch down and wiggle his big, furry tail with his furry ass facing off the side of the branch. He shakes a bit as if he was being tickled. “Heheheh~” The Pachirisu’s eyes squint shut with a naughty grin on his face. *gruuuuunt~* *bloooort~*  A dark brown head starts to form from his butthole.

Fang can barely see it from where he is looking, with his groin more sore from watching Norwood relieve himself. Casey is moving around his fur going to the top of his head, but Fang’s attention is diverted to what is going on outside. He feels scared, saying quietly to himself, “So this is the potty. There’s no way in Arceus I can do this… I-I’m really afraid to do that…”

*gruuuunt~* *pbbft~* Norwood keeps pushing, revealing more of his fecal matter coming out. He aims his anus towards the ground, nearly falling off the branch in doing so. His shit dangles while flowing downward; changing into a lighter brown color and growing in length. The smelly scents sting Fang’s nostrils a bit, but he seems okay with it. With some more pushing, Norwood’s shitty length is several inches long which is impressive, but then his anus shuts tight, allowing the poop to fall off from his bottom and land into the grass and leaves below. *plop*.

“Ah, much better~” says Norwood. He looks towards the hole and sees Fang’s head poking out watching his every move. Norwood, being exposed from Fang’s watchful eyes, starts to have a look of shock on his face, blushing in embarrassment really hard. The Pachirisu starts to cover his privates with his tail, feeling violated. He yells at Fang, “P-privacy please! >///<”  Fang thinks to himself, “Oh shit!!!” and crawls backwards from the hole, feeling very guilty of what he has done. He starts to develop genuine tears in his eyes. “Norwood is going to be mad at me! *sniffle* ;_;” he cries to himself.

About two minutes pass and then Norwood, wearing his clothing again, comes back into the treehouse. He seems abnormally calm after being exposed while seeing a distressed Fang sitting down on the ground feeling shame about himself. Casey seems a bit sad as well because Fang is crying. Norwood quickly goes to him and lends his paw on Fang’s back, rubbing it back and forth. “Huh? What’s wrong Fang?” Fang sobs, “I-I shouldn’t have looked… *sniffle*.” Norwood tries to comfort him. “I-It’s okay. That happened to me before with another friend where I did get mad. But I’m not mad at you for it. I should have known you would watch~” Fang replies, “Y-You mean that?” “Yeah.” The Pachirisu keeps stroking the fur and it seems to help tone the waterworks down from the Poochyena.

“Thanks,” says Fang, “I’m… *sniffle*... afraid to go potty out there after seeing you do it.” Norwood seems bewildered. “Huh? Why is that?” Fang admits, “Um...I-I’m afraid of heights. It’s too high out there.” “Aww, no problem. I’ve seen people not afraid of heights be worried about that. Most of the time visitors go potty within the forest grounds instead~” Fang confesses, “M-my tummy hurts bad. I don’t think I have time for something that dangerous.” *gurgle~* Fang whines in desperation. “And rarely, ‘accidents’ will happen and they’ll go in my treehouse~” says Norwood. Fang’s mind is puzzled with what option to select to go potty. Norwood starts to tease the poor pooch, telling him that “It’s okay to poop your pants, cutie~ It’s not like I wash your clothes anyways~” Fang kind of blushes at that since he knows Norwood has seen his soiled clothing before. “B-but your cool treehouse…” Fang feels heavy guilt on going in the treehouse because that’s where his friend lives, but that feels like his only option at this point. Casey crawls to one of Fang’s shoulders, looking at him with a face of confidence. Norwood rubs his other shoulder. He tells the poor little Poochyena, whispering in his ear, “Go ahead~ Let it all out sweetie~ <3” “O-Okay… *sniffle*” Fang starts to do as instructed, his eyes closed in a bit of a relaxed state.

*hnnng~* *blrrrt~* Some Poochyena poop starts to erect out of his anus, gathering downward into his white underwear, which quickly stains with a golden-brown color. His underwear stretches out and is weighed down as it is filled with mushy goodness. A small bulge is seen under his tail due to his filled, lumpy underwear. “Ahh~” Fang starts to pant in a cute way with his tongue out; inhaling and exhaling a deep breath from his mouth. He squints again, lifting his tail high in the air this time which brushes against Norwood’s face. Not that Norwood minds that at all at this point. *hnnnnnng~* *blooooort~* Fang excretes more stinky messes from his bottom which expands the bulge below his tail into a lot larger of a shape. It causes tearing in his underwear. *pssssh~* He also starts to urinate in the front, which is emitted more in strength as Fang grunts to poop himself. It feels really humid on his bulge against his soaked underwear. The poop smell starts to permeate within the treehouse. It has a hint of soiled milk to it which caught Norwood plugging his nose with his free paw for a couple of seconds. Some canine scat starts to leak from his underwear, but most of it is pushed against it, tearing it apart. *rip~* Nothing will stop all the poop going into his bottoms now~ His pissing is causing a wet puddle in front of him that will take some effort to clean up. Fang’s messing is slowing down, but he takes one final *gruuunt~* for himself while keeping his tail up and wagging it back and forth strongly in pleasure. *bloooort~* And a large lump comes out into his stitched pants, joining the rest of his mess as a collective which almost causes Fang to fall over backwards. Norwood helps him out by keeping him balanced, even if Fang’s tail keeps whacking him in the face. Fang finishes messing himself which leaves a giant sack of shit behind him. For his urination, he pees hard to finish that off on the treehouse floor, letting the urine flow stop naturally inside his forever-destroyed underwear. Fang is done with making a mess inside his friend’s treehouse, ending with a sigh of relief and cute panting. “Ahh~”

“Aww, you’re a good smelly puppy~” says a gratified Norwood. He pats Fang on his shoulder signifying what a good job he has done; that he did the right thing. Casey’s pink and happy face seems to be in agreement with Norwood. “T-Thanks, woof~” says a satisfied, panting Fang with the cutest blushing face imaginable. The smelly Poochyena really wants to play with his contents. He wags and tail and starts pressing his mush back there. *squish~* *smoosh~* Norwood likes seeing that. “Aww, we can play for a couple minutes before changing, but be careful of your stitched pants, okay?” Fang nods his head up and down. He sits up a bit to let the mess sink under him, gives a cute lick on Norwood’s face, saying “Woof woof~”, and then sits back down with a *plop~*. It almost seems as Fang is a couple of inches above the ground from how much of a mess he produced. Norwood gives the sitting Fang a hug while trying to help him squish his contents. The Poochyena wags his tail in joy, still panting with his tongue out, as he tries to grind his messy pants against the floor. It feels really mushy and comfortable against himself, and it smells bad too~ “Woof woof~ <3”

They play like this for a couple of minutes longer than expected before Norwood notes for him to take a break. He tells him that “You’re fun to do things with, but you’ll need to change before your pants are ruined beyond recovery. It’s happened before~” “Aww, okay Norwood. Let’s change~” The Pachirisu motions for the Poochyena to lay on his back and he does so. He even lifts his lower paws upward like a good pup, almost as if he knows. Norwood goes to his dresser to grab the wet wipe box and comes back to assist with Fang. He undoes Fang’s pants to take off the filled messy load that Fang recently produced. It takes some pulling effort for a few seconds to get it off his bottom, carrying his destroyed underwear along with it and being at least half the size of himself. Norwood comments, “Wow, you’re a smelly pup~ I don’t know if the smell will ever go away in here~” He drags the wet and smelly contents away from both of them, leaving a stained urine trail behind as it’s transported. Norwood comes back to Fang and gets him cleaned up over the next minute. Fang feels him rubbing his sensitive area down there a couple of times. It makes him feel strange, but it needed to be cleaned. In the end, it leaves him with a fresh bottom and private area. “Nice and clean~” says Norwood.

“T-thanks~” says Fang, still laid down on his back butt-naked while looking up at Norwood with the pink Joltik pet relaxing on the center of his own tummy. The Poochyena notices his member starting to get stiff, which is mostly unfamiliar to him. “I’ll start washing your pants and look for some underwear. They’ll take a day to dry out,” says Norwood. Fang thinks for a second and then asks, “Actually, c-can you leave the pants in here? I like the smell and it makes me feel secure (like a baby)~” “Aww, okay, you silly pup,” replies Norwood, leaving the smelly air freshener where it is.

Norwood looks at Fang and notices his erect member down there. He thinks to himself, “Huh? But he’s not old enough yet…” Norwood then looks at his underwear which has a bulge coming out of it and then back at Fang’s face. Fang seems to be staring straight at Norwood’s underwear bulge, but neither of them comment on it. The Pachirisu thinks, “This doesn’t feel right, but I wonder if he likes this...?”

“Your underwear that I washed yesterday isn’t fully dry yet,” says Norwood, “so maybe you can wear theses for now~” He points at his own yellow briefs. “B-but you need that,” says a confused Fang. “I’ll be fine~ I like to be naked sometimes. I’d rather you have something on you before you head out.” Norwood starts to strip down from his yellow briefs and khaki shorts. Fang is presented with a Pachirisu having a very stiff penis, seeing it pulled down while the clothes are lowered and then spring back up.

Norwood kicks the khaki briefs towards Fang’s messy pants and then comes towards him with the briefs. He trips on the floor while carrying them, landing his body on Fang’s lower area. *pssh~* Norwood’s leftover urine got into his briefs a bit from the shock of falling down, but the damage was minor. Casey almost got hurt, but he dodged out of the way, crawling towards Fang’s head. Their erect penises and balls start rubbing together a bit. Norwood apologizes, “Ow, my bad.” “It’s okay.” Fang likes the rubbing sensation down there, but is unable to see what is rubbed against him. Norwood crawls a bit, making more rubbing motions against their penises, before showing Fang his briefs. Fang definitely feels his member starting to expand, leading him into a loving confusion.“Will these work fine?” Fang responds in a charmed manner, “Y-Yeah~ Put them on~”

Norwood smiles at that and does as asked, getting off of him and then starting to unravel the underwear to make sure it’s put on in the correct way. Fang watches Norwood attempt to put the briefs through the canine’s legs, but it’s a very tight fit. Eventually Norwood manages to get it on properly. It’s surprising that the briefs even fit him, but due to him being a bit smaller than a regular Poochyena, it works out. A cute bulge from the Poochyena completes the fit on his furry behind. “These feel really comfortable, but they also feel wet. Did you pee in theses~?” says Fang as the moist underwear fabric rubs against his exposed penis. Norwood smiles and nods his head to Fang. The Pachirisu feels his own member expanding as well, which makes him nervous. He tries to casually hide his penis behind his tail because it feels wrong to show Fang how erect he is for him. He, as well as Casey on the Poochyena’s head, looks at Fang’s display stretching out his briefs more and more from the underwear rubbing. Norwood thinks, “Oh wow, he really loves my underwear~”

Fang starts to pant because it feels heavenly to him, but he is lost on what it means. “Norwood, I feel weird down there…” Norwood responds in a blunt and simple manner, “Y-yeah, your penis is stiff. It happens when you feel frisky.” Fang asks him, “Frisky?” “When you love something so much that your penis reacts to it. It goes away when you fap.” Fang tilts his head, “Fap?” “Yeah. Need to keep rubbing it until it goes away~” Fang’s member is stretched as far as it will go, even with Norwood poorly attempting to hide his own.

Fang remembers to not let anyone rub down there. That it’s his ‘forbidden area’. He feels guilt even when the messy scents and the fabric rubbing make it feel so wonderful to him. Norwood is feeling guilt inside him as well; that’s he too young for them to be doing these things together. That it might be better to play it safe instead of going for a home run. Out of concern, Fang asks Norwood, “Is it okay to rub it?” This makes Norwood blush hard in remorse, but with what they went through earlier, Norwood lets his sexual desires get the best of him. “U-um, it’s a private thing. So only if you’re okay with it. And keep this matter private between us, okay?” Fang nods his head up and down. “O-okay.”

He casually reaches his paw out to try to rub his own member, but has some doubt about doing so. He’d rather have someone knowledgeable do it for him. Fang asks Norwood a favor, “C-can you rub it for me? I don’t know how.” Norwood’s shakes in place hearing that, with his eyes wide open. He grasps his tail without Fang seeing it and thinks to himself, “Oh shit. This might be too much, especially with fucking with my lover’s younger brother.” He wrestles with his angelic and demonic self inside his head. “Victor might never forgive me for this... But Fang won’t tell anyone... But Victor might break up with me... But maybe Victor won’t really care since we do it together…” He notices Casey on Fang’s head, nodding to him with a determined smile. As if it’s okay to do this. Upon seeing that, as well as due to the messy fumes he constantly inhales, Norwood starts to loosen up, not feeling too afraid anymore. Fang asks, “You okay, Norwood?” Norwood responds, “Y-yeah. I can help with it.”

Norwood seems to be taking his time before giving his member a rub. Even while under the hypnosis of pleasure, Fang feels a bit of concern like Norwood is and is concerned about what happens next. Fang starts to sub-consciously put his paw in his mouth, sucking on his thumb. *suck~* *slurp~* That helps him relieve his worries, but makes him feel more like a bab. Norwood’s paws are within inches of his fully erect phallus, shaking in place. The Pachirisu holds his paws there for a few seconds, before telling himself to go for it. He hastens himself and grasps the canine’s stiff member which is covered by his previously-worn yellow underwear with both of his paws. Fang has hearts in his eyes, seeming to love whatever Norwood is doing. “Mmmmf~ *suckle~*” He wiggles slightly back as forth as the Pachirisu slowly strokes his belongings up and down. *rub rub~* Waves of coarse comfort flow through his body. He rarely experiences something like this. Fang’s eye close slightly, feeling pleasured about his pawjob experience. Norwood remarks, “Hehe~ You look so adorable like that~ Faster?” Fang sticks more of his paw inside his mouth while panting a bit with his mouth. He replies to Norwood, “Y-Yes! Mmmf~ <3” Norwood does as agreed to and increases the friction against Fang’s shaft. *rub rub~* Fang feels something brewing down there, wanting to release from within him. “N-Norwood, I, mmf~, feel something down there…” *suckle~* The naughty Pachirisu replies to him, “Good~ Let that come out~” Norwood rubs a bit faster, watching his friend shake his tail back and forth and go into a loving frenzy. “Hah...ah…” Fang doesn’t have much time left and Norwood knows it. Norwood squeezes the flushed Poochyena tightly on his throbbing member. The underwear cloth grasps his penis tight, emitting pleasure that is too much for Fang to handle.

*squiiiirt~* “Mmmmmmf~ woof woof~ <3” Fang’s tail stops shaking as his body is devoured by pleasure. He ejaculates a clear liquid from his pee hole, squirting through the underwear onto Norwood’s paws before dripping down inward back onto his small ballsack. Fang doesn’t seem to be old enough to have a thickened fluid like Norwood does. Even if it isn’t thick, the feelings of orgasm are still there for Fang. When the orgasm happened, his paw falls out of his mouth as he can’t focus on it. Norwood rubs a bit up and down to squeeze what is left from the drained pooch until no more clear liquid came out. Fang’s underwear is stained with his fluids and a bit of Norwood’s piss as well.

Norwood reaches closer to Fang through the opening of his legs, having their penises touch each other through the underwear. “Do you feel better~?” Fang calmly tells him with his drooling tongue out, “Y-Yeah~” It wasn’t but a second later that he decides to lick Norwood on his cheek pouch for being a good, loving friend to him. Norwood closes the eye he was licked on, saying “Aww~ Cute puppy bab~”  Fang reaches his paws out towards Norwood, wanting a hug, saying “Woof woof~ <3”.  Norwood misinterpreted what he wants and goes in for the kiss~

“Mmmf~” They start making out while French kissing each other while Norwood rubs his cock back and forth on Fang’s bulging underwear. Casey is behind Fang’s head happily giving him some sort of hug as well by gripping the pooch’s fur tightly. It turns out that Fang is naturally really good at kissing as he starts to tongue Norwood deep into his mouth. It almost seemed as if Fang was in control although Norwood was on top of him. The Pachirisu did not expect the long-tongued Poochyena to be doing this to him and it makes him frisky relatively quickly. *gulp~* Fang’s slobbery drool starts to go down Norwood’s throat and he gladly swallows what Fang offers him. Norwood rubs his penis down there faster the longer they made out with each other. They deep kissed each other for half a minute, but Norwood’s hard member couldn’t take the excitement anymore. *squiiirt~* The naughty Pachirisu releases hot cum all over Fang’s underwear, rubbing all over the front as Norwood slows down on the grinding after his pleasurable release. They keep kissing for thirty more seconds with Norwood continually swallowing Fang’s saliva. Eventually it was too much for Norwood and he released his mouth from Fang’s slimy tongue. The Pachirisu felt full of dog slobber as if having a full meal during their kissing experience.

They lay there on each other afterward for a couple of minutes, but the fun has to end at some point. Norwood is thinking, “Damn! He is the best kisser ever, moreso than Victor…” He reaches his paw to pet Fang, telling him that “You’re a good pup~ Thanks for that~” Norwood then gets up on his legs, but Fang reaches up from his back to sit down. Fang looks at his underwear at the white stuff on there. “N-no problem! But what’s on my underwear?” Norwood giggles, “That’s cum. It’s sticky stuff, so if you want another underwear change I can dig in the wet clothes for one.” Fang responds, “Nah, that’s fine~” Norwood smiles, “A-alright then.” Norwood looks out one of the hole windows in his treehouse and it looks dark out. “Seems to be night time now. We have a school day tomorrow, so you should head home.” Fang stands on his four paws again. He tells Norwood, “Okay. I’m still in my undies though.” Norwood looks around and finds his khaki shorts. “Since you love my underwear so much, wear theses too~ Bring them back tomorrow after school.” Fang accepts the khaki shorts. “Okay~” Fang tries on the shorts and they barely fit him like the underwear did; but now he can go outside and not flash Norwood’s yellow briefs covered in their fluids at everyone. “They seem to fit.” “Great! Also, I need to put Casey back in the cage and then I’ll help you down the steps,” says Norwood. Fang agrees, “Okay.” Norwood grasps Casey gently with his paws and puts him back in the glass cage. Fang walks towards the main entrance and Norwood follows him. Fang tells him, “Thanks for inviting me. I had an awesome time today!” “No problem! Thanks for visiting me!” replies Norwood. Fang looks back and sees Casey waving a leg at him as if he is waving goodbye. He thinks to himself, “Aww~” and then starts to climb down with Norwood instructing him how to get to the ground safely. Norwood does not seem to care much or notice that he is naked outside with Fang.

With Fang navigating back to his house, Norwood climbs back into the treehouse. He still smells the strong stench of his friend’s pants in his room. “I should wash those soon,” he tells himself. Norwood looks at the stitched jeans and is about to pick them up when an important thought came to his mind.

“Shit! I forgot to tell him to hide the stained underwear from Victor!” Norwood sits down in fear with his tail covering him, wondering if that will bite him in his furry behind within the next couple days.