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Based off the events of a pin-up I did last year, this short story (approx. 6000 words) takes place in the past during Chase and Skye's middle school years and follows the events of their first sleepover as recently-made friends. It's a cutesy story that explores some of Skye's anxieties with stepping out of comfort, and also some impromptu self discovery at the hands of his newest friend.

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Support me on SubscribeStar so I can create original content more often! Get early access to my artwork, follow the progress and release of my projects, and get access to a subscriber-only Telegram channel: https://subscribestar.adult/frostedchase", "writing": "[center][t][color=#3465a4]First Snowfall[/color][/t]\n[color=#babdb6][i]A story by FrostedChase[/i][/color][/center]\n\nThe bus came to a grinding stop and the locomotion of homebound students livened the serenity of Winterwoods. Among the disperse of cubs, a german shepherd bolted through the neighborhood with an albino fox stumbling in tow, their tails flying behind them like long capes.\n\n“Ch-Ch-Chase! Wait-Hey! Please, please slow down, I'm gonna fall!” Skye wailed. His eyes were strung to his staccato steps, trying to keep his footing apace with his friend’s leaping strides.\n\nChase stomped to a halt, though only [i]after[/i] putting a mile between them and the other kids, “Oh! I’m sorry Skye! I'm just [i]super[/i] excited for this weekend!” he said in between breaths, “Break is gonna be awesome too! It’ll be so much fun having you over a bunch!” His eyes gleamed like the cloudless expanse above.\n\nSkye's tail tucked against his calves and he realigned his square glasses, \"Sh-Shouldnt we, uh, well, shouldn't we do this one first? Before, before we talk about more playdates, I mean?\"\n\n\"Not a playdate, a [i]sleepover[/i]! Or like a hangout or somethin'. Playdates are for little pups…\" Chase mumbled the last part.\n\n\"Oh, oh I'm sorry!\"\n\n\"N-no it's okay! I was jus-yeah you're right,\" Chase chuckled and fidgeted on his feet, \"I'm thinking a little too much ahead, huh?\"\n\nThere was a silence between them, one which had not been observed for quite some time since they first met. Even through the awkwardness Skye's tail did still wag, stroking its black-sprayed tip against the asphalt like a paintbrush.\n\n\"So, let's get to my house, and then we can get our first-ever sleepover started?\"\n\nSkye nodded and after a moment of reprieve they continued down the street at a much less hectic pace, although Skye was [i]still[/i] being led onward, with his own hand as the leash. At the end of the street and up a wide driveway, they eventually stepped onto the stone porch of Chase’s grandiose home.\n\n“Wow. So, so this is your house?” Skye asked.\n\n“Uh-huh! Kinda funny that we were living in the same neighborhood for so long, and we’ve [i]never[/i] been to each other’s houses!” Chase said as he dived into his backpack for the key, “Honestly, I was actually a little worried you wouldn’t wanna come.” \n\nSkye rubbed his arm and turned away to take in the lush yard, “I’m, I’m so-sorry I never asked. I-uh, I’ve never had a friend before. I mean, one like you that, that I can hang out with like this.”\n\nChase glanced behind with a grin, “It’s okay. [i]I[/i] should’ve asked way sooner actually. We’ve been friends since school started, that’s like a few months I could’ve [i]at least[/i] asked you to come over.”\n\nSkye’s ears drooped. The freckled fluff on his cheeks hid the pink tinge under them as he cracked a smile.\n\n“But anyway, I’m glad that you said yes! Next time, we should go over to [i]your[/i] house! If that’s okay with your parents.”\n\nJust as the keyring jingled in Chase's grip, the front doors opened. On the other side was a towering, well-built man that Chase had a strong resemblance to, aside from short dark hair and a scruffy, graying beard.\n\n“Heya, Snowflake.” He said. His voice carried a strong presence; rugged and deep, yet comforting to hear.\n\n“Dad! You’re home?!” Chase exclaimed. He leaped into his dad's arms without a second’s hesitation.\n\n“Yep, Darry’s holdin’ the fort so I can settle you an' your buddy in for your little sleepover!” \n\nSkye bowed his head while tucking his tail snuggly between his legs. “Uh, uh, he-hello Sir,” He said.\n\n“Don’t need to be so formal with me, pup. You can just call me Richard,” he said, beaming down at Skye. All the while, he cradled Chase in his arms as the pup showered him with affection, “Or Dad if you want, I wouldn’t mind either way,”\n\n“Dad, don’t be weird. You’ll scare my new friend off!” Chase puffed.\n\n“Scare him off? I’m tryin’ to make him feel welcome! Plenty of your other friends have accidentally called me Dad y'know!” Richard said, prodding mischievously at Chase’s sides.\n\n“NO! Dad, stop it! Don’t embarrass me!” Chase shouted through his forced laughter.\n\n“While he’s under my roof, he might as well be family. So [i]you[/i]...” Richard’s eyes flicked back towards Skye, “...you make yourself right at home okay, Skye?”\n\n“Y-yes, yes si-”\n\n“Ah!” Richard cocked an eyebrow and nodded towards what would happen if Skye didn’t reconsider his wording.\n\nSkye’s elbows shot down to guard his sides, “Um, um, o-okay, Dad!”\n\nRichard released Chase with a smug chuckle and allowed the boys into the house. Although Chase stomped forward with steam blowing from his nose, the slight flutter of his tail betrayed his otherwise bitter facade. “Come on, Skye. I wanna get a snack,” he said, gesturing at Skye to follow as he ran to the end of the foyer and rounded the corner. Skye respectfully bowed towards Richard once more before padding his way through to meet Chase.\n\nLeaning against the kitchen island with his arms crossed, Chase’s ear twitched and he glanced over at Skye, “Sorry about my dad,” he said, “He loves to embarrass me... I just hope you don’t get caught up in his, [i]dad-ness[/i] too.”\n\nSkye giggled, “I like him. He, he seems really fun.”\n\n“Yeah, he is… he’s so cool,” Chase grumbled as a dejected smile wiped over his face briefly. \"So, let's grab snacks, and then I'll show you around my house!\"\n\nChase hopped into action. He knew exactly what he wanted, climbing onto the counter to reach for treats in the upper cabinets and snatching a drink from the fridge with the door just open enough to fit his arm. Skye on the other hand, simply watched as his friend zoomed around the kitchen. When Chase turned back—a proud mix of after-school cravings in his arms—to see Skye acting like a statue, his grin promptly morphed to puzzlement.\n\n\"Skye? Aren't you gonna grab anything?\"\n\n“Is, is that okay? I didn’t wanna just, y’know, go looking. Through your kitchen, I mean.\"\n\n\"Oh yeah! That’s totally okay!\" Chase said, \"My dad said so, remember?”\n\n“He did?”\n\n\"[i]While you’re here, you might as well be family.[/i] And family goes through the kitchen and grabs whatever they want!” Chase recklessly plopped his inventory of treats onto the island and returned to the cabinets, “Oh! But that reminds me... I have exactly what you want, I made sure my dad got some just for you!” He beamed at Skye as he presented a party-sized bag of hot fries.\n\nSkye’s eyes lit up, “R-really?!”\n\n“Yep! All for you!”\n\nSkye yipped as he took the offering, cradling the bag in his arms while bouncing on his toes. Chase gathered his own haul and motioned towards the stairs. They pranced up to the top and to a set of doors adjacent to the steps. An assortment of stickers and a copy paper sign adorned the doors, which made it hard to glance inside.\n\n“My room is actually down that way,” Chase said, nodding towards the short corridor behind them, “But that’s not actually where we’re gonna sleep!”\n\n“Oh. It, it isn’t?”\n\n“Nope, it’s here! Welcome to the game room A.K.A, my sleepover camp!” Chase said gesturing towards the colorfully drawn sign. He bumped the doors open and then backed into the room. The [i]sleepover[/i] camp was more than double the size of any bedroom and even extended through glass doors onto a terrace overlooking the backyard. Included in the room’s amenities was an open mini-kitchen beside the entrance, with stacked soda crates and assorted treats on the countertop. An alcove on the far wall included a monster of a TV—the latest in flatscreens—with two game consoles and their accessories all hooked up, ready to play. In front of that was a large blow-up mattress, blankets and pillows stacked beside, and a fort of plushies to guard the edges of the bed.\n\n“Go-gosh...” Skye said. He wandered through the room just gawking at the layout, “Your house is so, it’s so big and amazing!”\n\n“Isn’t it? This is where it’s all gonna happen!” Chase said. He was bouncing on his heels as his tail whipped the air behind him. “I still wanna show you the rest of my house, but let’s munch first. I am STARVING!”\n\nThey set themselves up on the mattress, digging into their respective snacks. Little care for cleanliness was had as they ate and spoke about a range of topics, from next semester’s classes to the plans for their weekend together. By the time they were satisfied with their calorie intake, crumbs had been sufficiently scattered to the wooden flooring and their fingers were brightly colored with chip flavoring.\n\n“My fingers, they’ve, they’ve never been so chip dusted before!” Skye chuckled.\n\nChase leaned down and peered into Skye’s bag of chips, “You really like those, huh? You ate like half the bag already!”\n\n“N-no way! I, I didn’t have [i]that[/i] many!”\n\n“Yes way! That was like 10 fries every time you shoved some into your mouth!”\n\nSkye smiled and innocently glanced away from Chase’s pressing grin.\n\n“Okay, you ready to see the rest of my house now?”\n\nSure but, but where’s the bathroom? I gotta wash my hands,” Skye said, wiggling his crimson fingertips.\n\nChase gripped Skye’s wrist and leaned his face down towards it, “Just do this!” he said, right before wrapping his lips around one of Skye’s fingers.\n\n“Ch-Chase! That, that tickles!” Skye laughed, his little feet tapping at the floor as Chase moved from finger to finger, sucking off all the flavoring that remained from the snacking.\n\n“See? No more chip dust!”\n\n“Eeuugh, but now, now my fingers are all drooly!” Skye said, attacking Chase with his generously lubed fingers.\n\nChase hopped to his feet with his hands trying to guard against Skye’s assault, “Don’t wipe it on [i]me[/i]!”\n\n“It’s [i]your[/i] spit!”\n\n“Okay, okay! Bathroom first, then I’ll show you the rest of the house! Skye, no! Don’t come any closer! Skye!”\n\n…\n\nChase and Skye laid beside each other, bellies planted firmly against the air mattress as their pencil-holding hands scribbled in their individual sketchbooks. There was still enough warm light through the windows for them to see their own pages, but the twilight sun was slowly sinking down with each passing minute. A flash of light alerted the boys to Richard’s presence as he poked through the doorway to turn on the lights.\n\n“You doin’ alright up here, boys? Been awful quiet for a bit.”\n\n“Uh huh. Just drawing!” Chase responded. Skye glanced up from his drawing, giving Richard his full attention, unlike Chase.\n\n“The sun’s about set, so you boys hop into a shower and get your PJs on, okay?”\n\nChase did glance up after [i]those[/i] words, “But Daad! It’s so early!”\n\n“I didn’t say you had to go to bed yet! Only sayin’ that you should clean yourselves up before it gets too late,” Richard paused and took a quick glance around the room, “On that note, Chase, get all those cans and wrappers cleaned up, Mkay?”\n\nChase put down his pencil and puffed up his cheeks, “I was gonna do it later.”\n\n“[i]Now[/i], snowflake.”\n\nChase grumbled, “Yes, Dad.”\n\n“And don’t make your friend clean it up either. Be a good host, got it pup?”\n\n“Okayyy.”\n\nWhen Richard left the boys be, Chase sat up on the bed, pushing his sketchbook off to the side, “I guess I gotta clean up a little, so you go take your shower first.”\n\nSkye nodded, “Okay. Um so, so the one that’s in your room right?”\n\n“Yep! Oh and use the stuff in the pink bottle! That smells really good!”\n\n“Okay!”\n\nAfter only a few moments, the water was running in Chase’s bathroom and Skye stood in there with his white coat bared, waiting for the shower to heat up. As steam began to rise, he stepped under the pour and shut the glass door behind him. The warm streams trickled through Skye’s fur and down his lithe figure. He only briefly relished in the shower’s soothing heat; as his fur became thoroughly soaked, he grabbed the bottle Chase mentioned and shut off the water. Skye hovered his face by the tip of the bottle. A floral scent wafted to his nose, which grew especially strong after a light squeeze that pushed air at his snout. He smiled. It unsurprisingly reminded him of Chase and in turn, led Skye to reminisce on the best memories he’s had with Chase thus far—few as they were. Skye aimed towards his chest and squirt a glob of the shampoo out. It quickly lathered as Skye spread it on himself in circular motions. Imagining it as bubbly paint, Skye covered every inch of himself from his narrow shoulders, down to his slightly curved hips. The next parts of the typical routine always brought him back to attention though, because rounding back with open palms and massaging soap on his rear, brought with it decidedly strange feelings. Kneading shampoo into the fur of his supple backside tickled, but not as much as running his finger through the crack of his butt did. Skye wasn’t sure if tickly was the right way to describe what it felt like to clean in there, but it never failed to get a yip out of him and cause a tremble. But even that wasn’t the most intense part. Good pups practice proper hygiene and his sheath was definitely part of that (or so his parents and doctor say).\n\nSkye bit his lip and adopted an expression of total concentration. He scooped up more suds with his soapy hands and started to work through his youthful package. Immediately he shivered. Soap seemed to have the effect of making anywhere he cleaned significantly more sensitive, and this was especially true for his crotch. The overwhelming and tingly sensation of rubbing his bits clean was second to the unusual change that also commonly occurred. His penis—normally hidden within its sheath—rarely failed to poke out of the opening in response. It lingers for the whole time that Skye cleans between his legs and he always makes an effort to avoid touching it. Direct contact resulted in the most intense feeling he’s ever known and he was weary of that happening again. Skye carefully finished off that area and then promptly lathered the rest of himself. The slight stiffness of his boyhood generally went away on its own after a brief time without stimulation, but Skye did notice that the more it happened, the longer it would take to return to its normal concealed state. This didn’t used to happen; all of the strangeness with his body was a recent development as far as he knew. Not wanting to take too long mulling in his curiosity, Skye turned the water on again and let the steamy rain rinse off his fur. Once he was sure no suds remained on his body, he allowed himself just a moment more of standing in the warmth before shutting off the shower and shaking off the excess water left on his coat.\n\nSkye stepped out and looked around for a towel. A nook with shelves seemed like the place to find some, but they were completely barren. Slight panic started to set in as he continued and failed at his search in the bathroom. He cautiously poked his head out into Chase’s bedroom. The much cooler air rushed through the cracked doorway and brushed through his dampened body; the chill was enough to make him cut his survey short and scurry towards the closet where he thought the towels would surely be.\n\n“Skye! I’m gonna leave some towels on the bed for you, okay?”\n\nSkye yipped, his gaze snapping towards the entrance of the room where Chase now stood. Chase stared at Skye for a moment and it was as if he was looking right through him, but once he realized that he was seeing his buck naked friend—and a best effort to cover privates with paws and tail—Chase’s eyes went wide.\n\nHe dropped the stack of towels in his hands, promptly covering his eyes, “Oh! You’re done already? Oh my gosh, I’m so sorry! I didn’t-” Chase pivoted around, but forgot to account for the wall that would bounce him back when he attempted his escape, “Ow! Towels are here! Just lemme know when you’re done, and not naked! I’m sorry!” The bedroom door shut firmly behind him.\n\n…\n\nSkye blew warm breaths against the cold glass panes as he sat by the doors that lead out to the terrace. Though the glass fogged up easily, none of the winter atmosphere seeped through to the inside. Regardless, Skye was fully prepared for the chilly night. Deep blue pajamas with scattered starry speckles and baby blue socks kept him cozy. But even with the warm clothes and a mug of hot cocoa nearby for him, he still felt shivers beginning to run through him. The longer he waited for Chase to return from his shower, the later into the evening it grew, the more he saw his own anxious reflection in the glass, Skye gradually reverted to his prior state back when Chase had initially invited him over. He was scared and unsure if he was even supposed to be here.\n\n“Skye?”\n\nSkye jumped a little and turned around. There were tears pooling in his eyelids and staining his glasses.\n\n“Skye, what’s wrong?” Chase cautiously trotted over—his own mug of cocoa in hand—and sat down beside Skye, \n“Sorry for taking forever, I didn’t mean to leave you all by yourself for so long.”\n\n“N-no, it’s not, it’s not that,” Skye lightly sniffled, “You, you, you really didn’t have to... Do so much. For me, I mean.” Skye’s tail curved around himself. His body seemed as stiff as a pole, even his paws moved like rusted gears as he stroked his arms for comfort, “Do I… should I even be here? Is it really okay, okay that I’m here?”\n\nChase pinched his lips and his ears lowered. After a brief moment of observing Skye with a pensive face, Chase leaped at him. Skye let out a yip at the moment Chase’s arms grappled around, then they promptly rolled to the floor.\n\n“It’s okay. Don’t be so nervous Skye. Of course I’d do all this for you, I always wanted you to come over [i]and[/i] I wanted our first sleepover to be the best one ever!” Chase said. Skye was still in shock, but when Chase wrapped his arms around him, the layered frost around Skye started to melt. \n\n“Y’know... this is actually [i]my[/i] first sleepover too.”\n\n“It, it is?”\n\n“Yeah,” Chase leaned his head against Skye’s shoulder and nuzzled against the fluff that poked above Skye’s shirt collar, “My friends come over to my house all the time but I never thought about inviting anyone for a sleepover. That’s more like something best friends do. Y’know?”\n\n“Best... friends?”\n\n“Uh-huh. You’re my best friend...”\n\nSkye’s bashfulness and worry burned to embers against the flame that sparked to life within his heart.\n\n“... but we haven’t even had a sleepover yet after all this time so, that’s why I finally wanted to invite you!”\n\nSkye suddenly returned the embrace and squeezed his arms firmly around Chase, “Thank you, Chase. I’m so happy that we’re best friends!”\n\nChase lifted himself off of Skye. His mouth was slightly agape with his eyes widened, “Skye… you didn’t stutter!”\n\nSkye mirrored Chase’s shock.\n\n“O-oh.”\n\nChase crawled off of Skye and they both sat up. Chase was beaming, “I don’t think I’ve ever heard you not stutter before!”\n\n“S-sorr…” As Skye heard himself respond, he had an instant look of discouragement.\n\n“Hey, It’s okay if you still do; I don’t care. Your stutters and stuff… that’s you! It makes you special, to me at least.” Chase gave Skye’s shoulder a reassuring pat. Skye smiled, finally taking his glasses off to clean the tear stains from the lenses.\n\n“Let’s drink our hot cocoa, and then we can play some more games! Sounds good?” Chase raised his mug and motioned with his eyes towards Skye’s mug, still sitting on the floor.\n\n“S-sure, I’d love to!”\n\nThey finished their toasty drinks while enjoying some cartoons on the TV. After that, the remainder of their night was more of the same activities that they enjoyed throughout the day. Co-op videogames, doodling in their sketchbooks, and playing pretend with the pillows and blankets for props, no matter what they did, it was with bright smiles on their cheeks. Skye’s worries had been suppressed once more and they would stay that way so long as he remained in Chase’s company.\n\nA few more hours into the night—during a pillow fight in progress—Richard knocked on the open door, “Alright pups, time for bed!\"\n\n\"What, Already?\" Chase whined and with zero hesitation, he tossed his stuffed weapon at his dad. Richard caught it effortlessly and after surveying the destination for any accidents in waiting, he returned the pillow at full force and knocked Chase right onto his rear with a hit-confirming “Oof!”.\n\n“Uh-huh, and you better stay down or else I’ll make you laugh yourself to sleep, you little brat!” Richard chuckled, making claw grip motions with his hands.\n\nChase stuck his tongue out as one last act of defiance but grumbled in acknowledgment as he started moving things into position for sleep.\n\nRichard glanced over to Skye who was calmly sitting at the edge of the bed, his pillows already in position to be slept on, “If you need anything at all you can come and get me okay, Skye. Don’t be afraid to wake me up for anything.”\n\n“Okay,” Skye nodded. He and Chase crawled under a shared cover, getting comfy in the bed before Richard shut off the lights for them.\n\n“Night, boys.”\n\n“Good night!”\n\n… \n\nSkye’s eyes shot open, breaths heavy like dense arctic winds, and vision veiled from oncoming tears. However, when his frantic gaze fell on Chase, he remembered immediately; This was Chase’s house and he was safe beside his best friend. Skye exhaled softly, taking one more scan of the moonlit room before carefully sliding closer to Chase with his pillow in tow. Chase stayed serene, even after the sharp movements and noise. His envious eyes trailed over Chase as he lay his head back down, ready to return to sleep, except the slightest movement caught Skye’s attention before he drifted off.\n\nOn Chase’s side of the bed, right where his waist would be, was a notable tent in the blanket. Skye flipped between Chase’s face and the mysterious lump. Whatever it was, it didn't appear to bother him, but as Skye just found out, Chase seemed like a fairly heavy sleeper. Skye sat forward, closer towards the bump and as if reaching towards a warm hearth, his hand hovered close. He poked at it and it ever so gently twitched back. Skye yipped, recoiling his paw and promptly shook Chase awake.\n\n\"Mm-what? Skye?\" Chase said, rubbing his eyes.\n\n\"Um, well,\" Skye pointed towards the object of concern, \"There's, there's that.\"\n\nChase followed Skye's finger and at the end, his face became muddled with embarrassment, \"Oh, oh no! I-uh, I'm sorry, was it touching you? Please don't be grossed out! It just happened, I was sleeping the whole time. I promise it’s not on purpose!\" Chase stammered as he quickly curled up to protect his decency. He looked back expecting the worst from Skye, but was met with confusion instead.\n\n“What, what are you sorry for?” Skye asked.\n\n“Well… uh, getting... a boner? Next to you.” When Skye continued to look befuddled, Chase went on, “Isn’t that why you woke me up?”\n\n“Yeah but I just woke up by myself and then saw it, and I thought, I thought something weird was on you. Like a bug, or, or something?”\n\nChase’s head tilted slightly, “Do you not know what a boner is?”\n\nSkye shook his head and Chase paused, staring past Skye with a gaze concentrated on the thoughts in his own head. He glanced over at the door to the room and even towards the terrace before refocusing on Skye, “So…” he began, sitting a bit less defensively, “Don’t tell anyone about any of this. Please? My dad says you’re not supposed to do penis stuff in public, or around anyone else. But you’re my best friend so it’s okay if I show [i]you[/i].”\n\nChase pulled the covers over his knees and then sat back, stretching his legs flat. Right between his thighs, right where Skye knew his own privates would be, Chase presented a pointy bulge in his pajamas. Skye was extremely curious about the difference he saw in Chase’s nether regions, but when he glanced up to press for an explanation, eye contact was definitively avoided.\n\n“I’m gonna take my pants-n-undies off now, okay?” Chase said his voice trailing a bit.\nSkye’s cheeks flushed beet red, but he merely nodded in acknowledgment; his curiosity far outweighed any embarrassment he felt. Chase hooked his thumbs on the waistband of his bottoms and pulled them cleanly down his legs.\n\n“That, that’s your penis?” Skye said, bewildered by Chase’s throbbing red rocket, “Mine is inside my sheath, and, and it’s not big and stiff like yours is right now…”\n\nChase nodded, his legs squeezed close and he rubbed his feet together, “Y-yeah, so that’s what a boner is; when it gets all hard and uh, twitchy like this. It happens randomly a lot of the time, but it also gets like this if you touch it yourself. Hasn’t yours ever gotten hard like mine?”\n\n“Uh-uh,” Skye shook his head. He paused though, thinking back to his earlier shower. “Actually it, it does get a little bit stiff when I have to clean down there in the shower. But never like, like yours. It only kinda pokes out a little bit.”\n\n‘Can I see?”\n\nSkye yipped a bit. Being seen naked accidentally was one thing, but Skye had never once thought about allowing it to happen by choice. However, Chase [i]is[/i] half-naked in front of him, maybe it’s only fair to reciprocate that trust. With a meek “Okay”, Skye pushed the blanket off of himself and now anxiously mirrored Chase’s bottomlessness.\n\n“Huh, it’s like mine. I wonder if yours is different somehow if it doesn’t get hard like mine can…” Chase mumbled the second part, almost lost in thought as he visually examined Skye’s bits with interest, “Is it okay if I try to see if I can make it hard like mine is?”\n\n“Are you, are you gonna touch it?”\n\n“Yeah, if that’s okay with you.”\n\n“I, I don’t know Chase. Whenever [i]I[/i] accidentally touch it in the shower it always feels so… I’m not sure how to say it. It doesn’t hurt, but it’s really intense.”\n\n“Yeah, that's how it gets with me too! But if you keep going and keep touching it, then it starts to feel good. Like, [i]super[/i] good.”\n\n“R-really?” Skye looked over again to Chase’s shaft, still vigorously erect, and then back to his own little package. That sensation in the shower as intense as it was, could it actually be a [i]good[/i] feeling? Skye eventually swallowed his fears, turning towards Chase and spreading out slightly to give better access to his privates, “Okay… I, I trust you, Chase.”\n\nChase shuffled closer until he was kneeling between Skye’s legs. With boundless interest guiding him, his hand reached out to gingerly grasp at the fuzzy white pair first. Skye’s hips bounced up immediately accompanied by a sharp gasp. He felt his groin tense up as an electric shudder traveled up his spine. Chase briefly recoiled but Skye bit his lip and reassured him with a nod. As fingers weighed and rubbed his young fruit, Skye was enthralled by the foreign sensations--questions rapidly raising in his head. Why was it so intense when Chase hadn’t even touched his penis yet? Why can’t he tell if what he’s feeling is good or bad? Just as quickly as questions were presented to Skye, did he start presenting [i]himself[/i] to Chase. His untouched member peeked out of hiding and it was already revealing more than Skye had ever seen himself. Chase became starry-eyed and deepened his investment, attentively stroking Skye’s balls, to which Skye responded with confused gasps until finally, he sat with a throbbing, proud, first-time erection.\n\n“I did it!” Chase said proudly pulling his hand back and comparing the two shafts, “So your peen [i]does[/i] work like mine!”\n\nSkye was at a loss for words, focused entirely on the unusual stiffness now between his thighs. Involuntary twitches brought with them subtle jolts that tensed his body; His breaths were short, for no discernible reason; but strangest of all was how hot he suddenly felt, as if a fire was suddenly lit underneath him.\n\n\"So can you, can you make it feel good too? Like you said?\" He finally asked.\n\n\"You… want [i]me[/i] to do it?\"\n\n\"Y-yeah. I mean, I don't know how to… and, and I'm a little afraid to touch it myself still.\"\n\nChase gave a soft giggle. There was a tinge of bashfulness in his voice as placed his right hand on Skye's thigh, \"Okay. I've never done it on someone else's peen before though… but it feels so awesome and I really want you to feel it too!\" He said, as if psyching himself up to push past his own nerves. \"Uh, lemme just… sorry this might be kinda gross, but it works better when your hand is slippery.\"\n\nChase brought his paw up towards his face and proceeded to lick and slobber all over his palm. Once he was satisfied with his slick coating, he cautiously reached for Skye's red rocket until he fully gripped around the base. Skye sharply inhaled, ears folding against his head as tremors shot through his body. His cock swelled against Chase's grip, beating like a pulse against his palm. And as Chase began to move his paw, it took all of his willpower to sit and let Chase continue.\n\n“Mm… Ah! Aah…”\n\nChase took some pause to examine Skye’s reaction, but one last trusting nod seemed good enough to dispel any more worries that Chase harbored. His paw now began pumping with fervor, intent on exploring the bounds of Skye’s shaft. He kept his grip gentle at first and let his fingers glide along with only spit for lube, but just like his own mood, the motions were growing more exciting. As he kept rubbing and stroking, he hovered over—mouth agape—to let more drool drip on and keep his new toy slick.\n\nFor Skye now it was impossible to sit perfectly still feeling the tightening massages up his length, which eased up on the return to his base. Chase continued with that same pattern of pressure, over and over, and Skye’s fidgeting grew in turn. It felt strange to gradually have less control over his body, where once he just sat in front of Chase, now his hips rocked towards the repeated pumping.\n\n“C-Chase, that, that does… feel really…” Skye said, barely audible, barely able to even speak. His mind was focused solely on how his dick throbbed with tingles that ran up his spine, how a weird tension was steadily building around his groin, how it felt so good in Chase’s hand.\n\nTo all of Skye’s squirming, Chase barely acknowledged any of it. Written on his face was tongue-out-to-the-side, raw concentration—one which was only focused on bringing as much pleasure to Skye as possible. His free paw reached up to fondle the fuzzy orbs that began this escapade. And while that hand gently caressed the pair, his other hand was picking up the pace.\n\n“W-wait, Chas- I, something is…” Skye’s breaths were so heavy now and his body burned with an overwhelming heat, “C-Chase…”\n\n“Don’t worry, I think that means…” Chase said, trailing off as he gripped a little more and sped up his pumps further.\n\nSkye’s head was spinning with emotions—a roller coaster with an endless track of loops. That pressure building that he noticed earlier, now felt like it was rapidly rising. His entire young frame was shuddering with an unfamiliar intensity. And it only grew stronger. Skye started panting in the heat of the moment; he started to whine in deep pleasure; he writhed as he climbed to the euphoric peak, and then…\n\n“C-CHASE!” Skye exclaimed, his yelp bouncing off the walls like his hips thrust off the mattress; A thick rope of cum shot out, then another, and even more. Only pure blissful moans accompanied the remaining twitches of Skye’s first orgasm, but as suddenly as he had it, Chase—face freshly painted with boy seed—dived forward to cover Skye’s mouth.\n\n“Shh! Skye! Not so loud!” He said, palming rapid breaths. His ear perked at the door, face growing pale, “Oh no, Oh shi-laydownlaydown! Act like we’re sleeping!” Chase lurched his whole weight forward and flattened Skye to the bed. \n\nFresh cum matted their coats; their boy bits slid against one another as he lay on top—Chase grimaced as their bodies glued together but committed to the act as the door clicked behind them. Together they saw a thin beam of light cascade across the floor and up the far wall. Chase held his breath and Skye mirrored him, both boys remaining as still as possible. Adrenaline pumped through them both but what truly tested their silence, was the sensitivity of their bodies brushing together. With his head to Skye’s chest, Chase could feel the pounding of his heartbeat and the post orgasmic tremors that rippled through him; vice versa, Skye felt the firm length of Chase’s meat against his inner thigh as it twitched with a lingering excitement. They watched as the light grew until the shadow of Chase’s father appeared in the doorway. For the moments that it loomed, Skye felt each panicked beat in his chest watching Richard’s silhouette scan the room. A soft sigh prefaced the darkness crawling back across the room, until the door finally clicked shut.\n\n“Eeuughh…” Chase whined as he peeled himself away from Skye, “I’m all covered in cum!”\n\n“What’s… what’s that?” Skye murmured as he continued to lay flat. Though it was harder to tell, Skye’s own coat was matted down by the sticky substance that had just shot from his cock. In the time between his orgasm, a few dribbles had run along his shrinking member and pooled around his crotch, the mess being mirrored somewhat on Chase.\n\n“Umm, well it’s the stuff that just shot out of your boner. When you get excited enough and keep rubbing, [i]that[/i] happens.”\n\n“That was… It was amazing!” Skye had a smile on his face as he lifted himself onto his elbows.\n\n“Wasn’t it? Didn’t that feel really good?” Chase said, his excitement briefly overriding his sticky discomfort. Once he noticed more of the mess drooling through his fur, he awkwardly hobbled out of bed and walked towards the corner. Skye watched in a relaxed daze as Chase cleaned himself off with a towel and some water from a bottle, but catching his gaze was the obvious erection that flopped and remained between Chase’s legs.\n\n“What about yours?” Skye said, when Chase returned with a clean towel and water for Skye. Chase chuckled and averted his eyes.\n\n“Oh yeah, uh… Don’t worry about it. I can just take care of it later.” Chase sighed, “Helping you out tired me out a bit, haha… I might just pass out any second!”\n\n“Oh, uh.. Y-yeah I guess I’m also pretty, pretty tired too.” Skye let out a yawn, accepting the supplies and started to clean himself off. After a moment of silence and shuffling to find their clothing again, Chase and Skye layed back down on the mattress, closer together than they were at the beginning of the night.\n\n“Uh.. well good night Skye,” Chase mumbled.\n\n“Good, good night.” Skye sighed, sinking his weight against the mattress as he drifted asleep.\n\n… \n\nMetallic clinks broke the stillness of the kitchen; As Skye swirled a spoon inside his mug, Chase sat beside him at the island starring in silence at the chocolate-scented steam that rose from his own cup. \n\n“Hey uh… Skye?”\n\nSkye perked towards Chase after finishing a long sip.\n\n“You’re not weirded out, right? About us… doing [i]that[/i] last night?”\n\n“N-no?” Skye’s swinging legs crossed under the stool, “I mean, it, it [i]was[/i] kinda weird but it felt really good.”\n\nNo response for a brief moment, the silence only broken by indulgent slurps of hot cocoa.\n\n“Would you wanna do it again tonight? And help [i]me[/i] out?”\n\nSkye felt a flush of warmth on his face, turning towards Chase who looked back with embarrassment written all over his face.\n\n“Um, if it'll make you feel good too then it's only, only fair, right?”\n\nThe stools they sat on teetered as Chase lunged for a hug on Skye, “Yay! Awesome, I have some ideas that I wanna try that’ll make it funner! I think.”\n\n“O-oh okay.” Skye said as he desperately attempted to balance the contents of his mug. \n\n“But that’s a lot later! Come on, Let’s go play some games!” Chase said, leaping off his stool with his cup.\n\n“W-wait! I didn’t, I need to finish my hot cocoa first!”", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "
First Snowfall
A story by FrostedChase


The bus came to a grinding stop and the locomotion of homebound students livened the serenity of Winterwoods. Among the disperse of cubs, a german shepherd bolted through the neighborhood with an albino fox stumbling in tow, their tails flying behind them like long capes.

“Ch-Ch-Chase! Wait-Hey! Please, please slow down, I'm gonna fall!” Skye wailed. His eyes were strung to his staccato steps, trying to keep his footing apace with his friend’s leaping strides.

Chase stomped to a halt, though only after putting a mile between them and the other kids, “Oh! I’m sorry Skye! I'm just super excited for this weekend!” he said in between breaths, “Break is gonna be awesome too! It’ll be so much fun having you over a bunch!” His eyes gleamed like the cloudless expanse above.

Skye's tail tucked against his calves and he realigned his square glasses, "Sh-Shouldnt we, uh, well, shouldn't we do this one first? Before, before we talk about more playdates, I mean?"

"Not a playdate, a sleepover! Or like a hangout or somethin'. Playdates are for little pups…" Chase mumbled the last part.

"Oh, oh I'm sorry!"

"N-no it's okay! I was jus-yeah you're right," Chase chuckled and fidgeted on his feet, "I'm thinking a little too much ahead, huh?"

There was a silence between them, one which had not been observed for quite some time since they first met. Even through the awkwardness Skye's tail did still wag, stroking its black-sprayed tip against the asphalt like a paintbrush.

"So, let's get to my house, and then we can get our first-ever sleepover started?"

Skye nodded and after a moment of reprieve they continued down the street at a much less hectic pace, although Skye was still being led onward, with his own hand as the leash. At the end of the street and up a wide driveway, they eventually stepped onto the stone porch of Chase’s grandiose home.

“Wow. So, so this is your house?” Skye asked.

“Uh-huh! Kinda funny that we were living in the same neighborhood for so long, and we’ve never been to each other’s houses!” Chase said as he dived into his backpack for the key, “Honestly, I was actually a little worried you wouldn’t wanna come.”

Skye rubbed his arm and turned away to take in the lush yard, “I’m, I’m so-sorry I never asked. I-uh, I’ve never had a friend before. I mean, one like you that, that I can hang out with like this.”

Chase glanced behind with a grin, “It’s okay. I should’ve asked way sooner actually. We’ve been friends since school started, that’s like a few months I could’ve at least asked you to come over.”

Skye’s ears drooped. The freckled fluff on his cheeks hid the pink tinge under them as he cracked a smile.

“But anyway, I’m glad that you said yes! Next time, we should go over to your house! If that’s okay with your parents.”

Just as the keyring jingled in Chase's grip, the front doors opened. On the other side was a towering, well-built man that Chase had a strong resemblance to, aside from short dark hair and a scruffy, graying beard.

“Heya, Snowflake.” He said. His voice carried a strong presence; rugged and deep, yet comforting to hear.

“Dad! You’re home?!” Chase exclaimed. He leaped into his dad's arms without a second’s hesitation.

“Yep, Darry’s holdin’ the fort so I can settle you an' your buddy in for your little sleepover!”

Skye bowed his head while tucking his tail snuggly between his legs. “Uh, uh, he-hello Sir,” He said.

“Don’t need to be so formal with me, pup. You can just call me Richard,” he said, beaming down at Skye. All the while, he cradled Chase in his arms as the pup showered him with affection, “Or Dad if you want, I wouldn’t mind either way,”

“Dad, don’t be weird. You’ll scare my new friend off!” Chase puffed.

“Scare him off? I’m tryin’ to make him feel welcome! Plenty of your other friends have accidentally called me Dad y'know!” Richard said, prodding mischievously at Chase’s sides.

“NO! Dad, stop it! Don’t embarrass me!” Chase shouted through his forced laughter.

“While he’s under my roof, he might as well be family. So you...” Richard’s eyes flicked back towards Skye, “...you make yourself right at home okay, Skye?”

“Y-yes, yes si-”

“Ah!” Richard cocked an eyebrow and nodded towards what would happen if Skye didn’t reconsider his wording.

Skye’s elbows shot down to guard his sides, “Um, um, o-okay, Dad!”

Richard released Chase with a smug chuckle and allowed the boys into the house. Although Chase stomped forward with steam blowing from his nose, the slight flutter of his tail betrayed his otherwise bitter facade. “Come on, Skye. I wanna get a snack,” he said, gesturing at Skye to follow as he ran to the end of the foyer and rounded the corner. Skye respectfully bowed towards Richard once more before padding his way through to meet Chase.

Leaning against the kitchen island with his arms crossed, Chase’s ear twitched and he glanced over at Skye, “Sorry about my dad,” he said, “He loves to embarrass me... I just hope you don’t get caught up in his, dad-ness too.”

Skye giggled, “I like him. He, he seems really fun.”

“Yeah, he is… he’s so cool,” Chase grumbled as a dejected smile wiped over his face briefly. "So, let's grab snacks, and then I'll show you around my house!"

Chase hopped into action. He knew exactly what he wanted, climbing onto the counter to reach for treats in the upper cabinets and snatching a drink from the fridge with the door just open enough to fit his arm. Skye on the other hand, simply watched as his friend zoomed around the kitchen. When Chase turned back—a proud mix of after-school cravings in his arms—to see Skye acting like a statue, his grin promptly morphed to puzzlement.

"Skye? Aren't you gonna grab anything?"

“Is, is that okay? I didn’t wanna just, y’know, go looking. Through your kitchen, I mean."

"Oh yeah! That’s totally okay!" Chase said, "My dad said so, remember?”

“He did?”

"While you’re here, you might as well be family. And family goes through the kitchen and grabs whatever they want!” Chase recklessly plopped his inventory of treats onto the island and returned to the cabinets, “Oh! But that reminds me... I have exactly what you want, I made sure my dad got some just for you!” He beamed at Skye as he presented a party-sized bag of hot fries.

Skye’s eyes lit up, “R-really?!”

“Yep! All for you!”

Skye yipped as he took the offering, cradling the bag in his arms while bouncing on his toes. Chase gathered his own haul and motioned towards the stairs. They pranced up to the top and to a set of doors adjacent to the steps. An assortment of stickers and a copy paper sign adorned the doors, which made it hard to glance inside.

“My room is actually down that way,” Chase said, nodding towards the short corridor behind them, “But that’s not actually where we’re gonna sleep!”

“Oh. It, it isn’t?”

“Nope, it’s here! Welcome to the game room A.K.A, my sleepover camp!” Chase said gesturing towards the colorfully drawn sign. He bumped the doors open and then backed into the room. The sleepover camp was more than double the size of any bedroom and even extended through glass doors onto a terrace overlooking the backyard. Included in the room’s amenities was an open mini-kitchen beside the entrance, with stacked soda crates and assorted treats on the countertop. An alcove on the far wall included a monster of a TV—the latest in flatscreens—with two game consoles and their accessories all hooked up, ready to play. In front of that was a large blow-up mattress, blankets and pillows stacked beside, and a fort of plushies to guard the edges of the bed.

“Go-gosh...” Skye said. He wandered through the room just gawking at the layout, “Your house is so, it’s so big and amazing!”

“Isn’t it? This is where it’s all gonna happen!” Chase said. He was bouncing on his heels as his tail whipped the air behind him. “I still wanna show you the rest of my house, but let’s munch first. I am STARVING!”

They set themselves up on the mattress, digging into their respective snacks. Little care for cleanliness was had as they ate and spoke about a range of topics, from next semester’s classes to the plans for their weekend together. By the time they were satisfied with their calorie intake, crumbs had been sufficiently scattered to the wooden flooring and their fingers were brightly colored with chip flavoring.

“My fingers, they’ve, they’ve never been so chip dusted before!” Skye chuckled.

Chase leaned down and peered into Skye’s bag of chips, “You really like those, huh? You ate like half the bag already!”

“N-no way! I, I didn’t have that many!”

“Yes way! That was like 10 fries every time you shoved some into your mouth!”

Skye smiled and innocently glanced away from Chase’s pressing grin.

“Okay, you ready to see the rest of my house now?”

Sure but, but where’s the bathroom? I gotta wash my hands,” Skye said, wiggling his crimson fingertips.

Chase gripped Skye’s wrist and leaned his face down towards it, “Just do this!” he said, right before wrapping his lips around one of Skye’s fingers.

“Ch-Chase! That, that tickles!” Skye laughed, his little feet tapping at the floor as Chase moved from finger to finger, sucking off all the flavoring that remained from the snacking.

“See? No more chip dust!”

“Eeuugh, but now, now my fingers are all drooly!” Skye said, attacking Chase with his generously lubed fingers.

Chase hopped to his feet with his hands trying to guard against Skye’s assault, “Don’t wipe it on me!”

“It’s your spit!”

“Okay, okay! Bathroom first, then I’ll show you the rest of the house! Skye, no! Don’t come any closer! Skye!”

…

Chase and Skye laid beside each other, bellies planted firmly against the air mattress as their pencil-holding hands scribbled in their individual sketchbooks. There was still enough warm light through the windows for them to see their own pages, but the twilight sun was slowly sinking down with each passing minute. A flash of light alerted the boys to Richard’s presence as he poked through the doorway to turn on the lights.

“You doin’ alright up here, boys? Been awful quiet for a bit.”

“Uh huh. Just drawing!” Chase responded. Skye glanced up from his drawing, giving Richard his full attention, unlike Chase.

“The sun’s about set, so you boys hop into a shower and get your PJs on, okay?”

Chase did glance up after those words, “But Daad! It’s so early!”

“I didn’t say you had to go to bed yet! Only sayin’ that you should clean yourselves up before it gets too late,” Richard paused and took a quick glance around the room, “On that note, Chase, get all those cans and wrappers cleaned up, Mkay?”

Chase put down his pencil and puffed up his cheeks, “I was gonna do it later.”

“Now, snowflake.”

Chase grumbled, “Yes, Dad.”

“And don’t make your friend clean it up either. Be a good host, got it pup?”

“Okayyy.”

When Richard left the boys be, Chase sat up on the bed, pushing his sketchbook off to the side, “I guess I gotta clean up a little, so you go take your shower first.”

Skye nodded, “Okay. Um so, so the one that’s in your room right?”

“Yep! Oh and use the stuff in the pink bottle! That smells really good!”

“Okay!”

After only a few moments, the water was running in Chase’s bathroom and Skye stood in there with his white coat bared, waiting for the shower to heat up. As steam began to rise, he stepped under the pour and shut the glass door behind him. The warm streams trickled through Skye’s fur and down his lithe figure. He only briefly relished in the shower’s soothing heat; as his fur became thoroughly soaked, he grabbed the bottle Chase mentioned and shut off the water. Skye hovered his face by the tip of the bottle. A floral scent wafted to his nose, which grew especially strong after a light squeeze that pushed air at his snout. He smiled. It unsurprisingly reminded him of Chase and in turn, led Skye to reminisce on the best memories he’s had with Chase thus far—few as they were. Skye aimed towards his chest and squirt a glob of the shampoo out. It quickly lathered as Skye spread it on himself in circular motions. Imagining it as bubbly paint, Skye covered every inch of himself from his narrow shoulders, down to his slightly curved hips. The next parts of the typical routine always brought him back to attention though, because rounding back with open palms and massaging soap on his rear, brought with it decidedly strange feelings. Kneading shampoo into the fur of his supple backside tickled, but not as much as running his finger through the crack of his butt did. Skye wasn’t sure if tickly was the right way to describe what it felt like to clean in there, but it never failed to get a yip out of him and cause a tremble. But even that wasn’t the most intense part. Good pups practice proper hygiene and his sheath was definitely part of that (or so his parents and doctor say).

Skye bit his lip and adopted an expression of total concentration. He scooped up more suds with his soapy hands and started to work through his youthful package. Immediately he shivered. Soap seemed to have the effect of making anywhere he cleaned significantly more sensitive, and this was especially true for his crotch. The overwhelming and tingly sensation of rubbing his bits clean was second to the unusual change that also commonly occurred. His penis—normally hidden within its sheath—rarely failed to poke out of the opening in response. It lingers for the whole time that Skye cleans between his legs and he always makes an effort to avoid touching it. Direct contact resulted in the most intense feeling he’s ever known and he was weary of that happening again. Skye carefully finished off that area and then promptly lathered the rest of himself. The slight stiffness of his boyhood generally went away on its own after a brief time without stimulation, but Skye did notice that the more it happened, the longer it would take to return to its normal concealed state. This didn’t used to happen; all of the strangeness with his body was a recent development as far as he knew. Not wanting to take too long mulling in his curiosity, Skye turned the water on again and let the steamy rain rinse off his fur. Once he was sure no suds remained on his body, he allowed himself just a moment more of standing in the warmth before shutting off the shower and shaking off the excess water left on his coat.

Skye stepped out and looked around for a towel. A nook with shelves seemed like the place to find some, but they were completely barren. Slight panic started to set in as he continued and failed at his search in the bathroom. He cautiously poked his head out into Chase’s bedroom. The much cooler air rushed through the cracked doorway and brushed through his dampened body; the chill was enough to make him cut his survey short and scurry towards the closet where he thought the towels would surely be.

“Skye! I’m gonna leave some towels on the bed for you, okay?”

Skye yipped, his gaze snapping towards the entrance of the room where Chase now stood. Chase stared at Skye for a moment and it was as if he was looking right through him, but once he realized that he was seeing his buck naked friend—and a best effort to cover privates with paws and tail—Chase’s eyes went wide.

He dropped the stack of towels in his hands, promptly covering his eyes, “Oh! You’re done already? Oh my gosh, I’m so sorry! I didn’t-” Chase pivoted around, but forgot to account for the wall that would bounce him back when he attempted his escape, “Ow! Towels are here! Just lemme know when you’re done, and not naked! I’m sorry!” The bedroom door shut firmly behind him.

…

Skye blew warm breaths against the cold glass panes as he sat by the doors that lead out to the terrace. Though the glass fogged up easily, none of the winter atmosphere seeped through to the inside. Regardless, Skye was fully prepared for the chilly night. Deep blue pajamas with scattered starry speckles and baby blue socks kept him cozy. But even with the warm clothes and a mug of hot cocoa nearby for him, he still felt shivers beginning to run through him. The longer he waited for Chase to return from his shower, the later into the evening it grew, the more he saw his own anxious reflection in the glass, Skye gradually reverted to his prior state back when Chase had initially invited him over. He was scared and unsure if he was even supposed to be here.

“Skye?”

Skye jumped a little and turned around. There were tears pooling in his eyelids and staining his glasses.

“Skye, what’s wrong?” Chase cautiously trotted over—his own mug of cocoa in hand—and sat down beside Skye,
“Sorry for taking forever, I didn’t mean to leave you all by yourself for so long.”

“N-no, it’s not, it’s not that,” Skye lightly sniffled, “You, you, you really didn’t have to... Do so much. For me, I mean.” Skye’s tail curved around himself. His body seemed as stiff as a pole, even his paws moved like rusted gears as he stroked his arms for comfort, “Do I… should I even be here? Is it really okay, okay that I’m here?”

Chase pinched his lips and his ears lowered. After a brief moment of observing Skye with a pensive face, Chase leaped at him. Skye let out a yip at the moment Chase’s arms grappled around, then they promptly rolled to the floor.

“It’s okay. Don’t be so nervous Skye. Of course I’d do all this for you, I always wanted you to come over and I wanted our first sleepover to be the best one ever!” Chase said. Skye was still in shock, but when Chase wrapped his arms around him, the layered frost around Skye started to melt.

“Y’know... this is actually my first sleepover too.”

“It, it is?”

“Yeah,” Chase leaned his head against Skye’s shoulder and nuzzled against the fluff that poked above Skye’s shirt collar, “My friends come over to my house all the time but I never thought about inviting anyone for a sleepover. That’s more like something best friends do. Y’know?”

“Best... friends?”

“Uh-huh. You’re my best friend...”

Skye’s bashfulness and worry burned to embers against the flame that sparked to life within his heart.

“... but we haven’t even had a sleepover yet after all this time so, that’s why I finally wanted to invite you!”

Skye suddenly returned the embrace and squeezed his arms firmly around Chase, “Thank you, Chase. I’m so happy that we’re best friends!”

Chase lifted himself off of Skye. His mouth was slightly agape with his eyes widened, “Skye… you didn’t stutter!”

Skye mirrored Chase’s shock.

“O-oh.”

Chase crawled off of Skye and they both sat up. Chase was beaming, “I don’t think I’ve ever heard you not stutter before!”

“S-sorr…” As Skye heard himself respond, he had an instant look of discouragement.

“Hey, It’s okay if you still do; I don’t care. Your stutters and stuff… that’s you! It makes you special, to me at least.” Chase gave Skye’s shoulder a reassuring pat. Skye smiled, finally taking his glasses off to clean the tear stains from the lenses.

“Let’s drink our hot cocoa, and then we can play some more games! Sounds good?” Chase raised his mug and motioned with his eyes towards Skye’s mug, still sitting on the floor.

“S-sure, I’d love to!”

They finished their toasty drinks while enjoying some cartoons on the TV. After that, the remainder of their night was more of the same activities that they enjoyed throughout the day. Co-op videogames, doodling in their sketchbooks, and playing pretend with the pillows and blankets for props, no matter what they did, it was with bright smiles on their cheeks. Skye’s worries had been suppressed once more and they would stay that way so long as he remained in Chase’s company.

A few more hours into the night—during a pillow fight in progress—Richard knocked on the open door, “Alright pups, time for bed!"

"What, Already?" Chase whined and with zero hesitation, he tossed his stuffed weapon at his dad. Richard caught it effortlessly and after surveying the destination for any accidents in waiting, he returned the pillow at full force and knocked Chase right onto his rear with a hit-confirming “Oof!”.

“Uh-huh, and you better stay down or else I’ll make you laugh yourself to sleep, you little brat!” Richard chuckled, making claw grip motions with his hands.

Chase stuck his tongue out as one last act of defiance but grumbled in acknowledgment as he started moving things into position for sleep.

Richard glanced over to Skye who was calmly sitting at the edge of the bed, his pillows already in position to be slept on, “If you need anything at all you can come and get me okay, Skye. Don’t be afraid to wake me up for anything.”

“Okay,” Skye nodded. He and Chase crawled under a shared cover, getting comfy in the bed before Richard shut off the lights for them.

“Night, boys.”

“Good night!”

…

Skye’s eyes shot open, breaths heavy like dense arctic winds, and vision veiled from oncoming tears. However, when his frantic gaze fell on Chase, he remembered immediately; This was Chase’s house and he was safe beside his best friend. Skye exhaled softly, taking one more scan of the moonlit room before carefully sliding closer to Chase with his pillow in tow. Chase stayed serene, even after the sharp movements and noise. His envious eyes trailed over Chase as he lay his head back down, ready to return to sleep, except the slightest movement caught Skye’s attention before he drifted off.

On Chase’s side of the bed, right where his waist would be, was a notable tent in the blanket. Skye flipped between Chase’s face and the mysterious lump. Whatever it was, it didn't appear to bother him, but as Skye just found out, Chase seemed like a fairly heavy sleeper. Skye sat forward, closer towards the bump and as if reaching towards a warm hearth, his hand hovered close. He poked at it and it ever so gently twitched back. Skye yipped, recoiling his paw and promptly shook Chase awake.

"Mm-what? Skye?" Chase said, rubbing his eyes.

"Um, well," Skye pointed towards the object of concern, "There's, there's that."

Chase followed Skye's finger and at the end, his face became muddled with embarrassment, "Oh, oh no! I-uh, I'm sorry, was it touching you? Please don't be grossed out! It just happened, I was sleeping the whole time. I promise it’s not on purpose!" Chase stammered as he quickly curled up to protect his decency. He looked back expecting the worst from Skye, but was met with confusion instead.

“What, what are you sorry for?” Skye asked.

“Well… uh, getting... a boner? Next to you.” When Skye continued to look befuddled, Chase went on, “Isn’t that why you woke me up?”

“Yeah but I just woke up by myself and then saw it, and I thought, I thought something weird was on you. Like a bug, or, or something?”

Chase’s head tilted slightly, “Do you not know what a boner is?”

Skye shook his head and Chase paused, staring past Skye with a gaze concentrated on the thoughts in his own head. He glanced over at the door to the room and even towards the terrace before refocusing on Skye, “So…” he began, sitting a bit less defensively, “Don’t tell anyone about any of this. Please? My dad says you’re not supposed to do penis stuff in public, or around anyone else. But you’re my best friend so it’s okay if I show you.”

Chase pulled the covers over his knees and then sat back, stretching his legs flat. Right between his thighs, right where Skye knew his own privates would be, Chase presented a pointy bulge in his pajamas. Skye was extremely curious about the difference he saw in Chase’s nether regions, but when he glanced up to press for an explanation, eye contact was definitively avoided.

“I’m gonna take my pants-n-undies off now, okay?” Chase said his voice trailing a bit.
Skye’s cheeks flushed beet red, but he merely nodded in acknowledgment; his curiosity far outweighed any embarrassment he felt. Chase hooked his thumbs on the waistband of his bottoms and pulled them cleanly down his legs.

“That, that’s your penis?” Skye said, bewildered by Chase’s throbbing red rocket, “Mine is inside my sheath, and, and it’s not big and stiff like yours is right now…”

Chase nodded, his legs squeezed close and he rubbed his feet together, “Y-yeah, so that’s what a boner is; when it gets all hard and uh, twitchy like this. It happens randomly a lot of the time, but it also gets like this if you touch it yourself. Hasn’t yours ever gotten hard like mine?”

“Uh-uh,” Skye shook his head. He paused though, thinking back to his earlier shower. “Actually it, it does get a little bit stiff when I have to clean down there in the shower. But never like, like yours. It only kinda pokes out a little bit.”

‘Can I see?”

Skye yipped a bit. Being seen naked accidentally was one thing, but Skye had never once thought about allowing it to happen by choice. However, Chase is half-naked in front of him, maybe it’s only fair to reciprocate that trust. With a meek “Okay”, Skye pushed the blanket off of himself and now anxiously mirrored Chase’s bottomlessness.

“Huh, it’s like mine. I wonder if yours is different somehow if it doesn’t get hard like mine can…” Chase mumbled the second part, almost lost in thought as he visually examined Skye’s bits with interest, “Is it okay if I try to see if I can make it hard like mine is?”

“Are you, are you gonna touch it?”

“Yeah, if that’s okay with you.”

“I, I don’t know Chase. Whenever I accidentally touch it in the shower it always feels so… I’m not sure how to say it. It doesn’t hurt, but it’s really intense.”

“Yeah, that's how it gets with me too! But if you keep going and keep touching it, then it starts to feel good. Like, super good.”

“R-really?” Skye looked over again to Chase’s shaft, still vigorously erect, and then back to his own little package. That sensation in the shower as intense as it was, could it actually be a good feeling? Skye eventually swallowed his fears, turning towards Chase and spreading out slightly to give better access to his privates, “Okay… I, I trust you, Chase.”

Chase shuffled closer until he was kneeling between Skye’s legs. With boundless interest guiding him, his hand reached out to gingerly grasp at the fuzzy white pair first. Skye’s hips bounced up immediately accompanied by a sharp gasp. He felt his groin tense up as an electric shudder traveled up his spine. Chase briefly recoiled but Skye bit his lip and reassured him with a nod. As fingers weighed and rubbed his young fruit, Skye was enthralled by the foreign sensations--questions rapidly raising in his head. Why was it so intense when Chase hadn’t even touched his penis yet? Why can’t he tell if what he’s feeling is good or bad? Just as quickly as questions were presented to Skye, did he start presenting himself to Chase. His untouched member peeked out of hiding and it was already revealing more than Skye had ever seen himself. Chase became starry-eyed and deepened his investment, attentively stroking Skye’s balls, to which Skye responded with confused gasps until finally, he sat with a throbbing, proud, first-time erection.

“I did it!” Chase said proudly pulling his hand back and comparing the two shafts, “So your peen does work like mine!”

Skye was at a loss for words, focused entirely on the unusual stiffness now between his thighs. Involuntary twitches brought with them subtle jolts that tensed his body; His breaths were short, for no discernible reason; but strangest of all was how hot he suddenly felt, as if a fire was suddenly lit underneath him.

"So can you, can you make it feel good too? Like you said?" He finally asked.

"You… want me to do it?"

"Y-yeah. I mean, I don't know how to… and, and I'm a little afraid to touch it myself still."

Chase gave a soft giggle. There was a tinge of bashfulness in his voice as placed his right hand on Skye's thigh, "Okay. I've never done it on someone else's peen before though… but it feels so awesome and I really want you to feel it too!" He said, as if psyching himself up to push past his own nerves. "Uh, lemme just… sorry this might be kinda gross, but it works better when your hand is slippery."

Chase brought his paw up towards his face and proceeded to lick and slobber all over his palm. Once he was satisfied with his slick coating, he cautiously reached for Skye's red rocket until he fully gripped around the base. Skye sharply inhaled, ears folding against his head as tremors shot through his body. His cock swelled against Chase's grip, beating like a pulse against his palm. And as Chase began to move his paw, it took all of his willpower to sit and let Chase continue.

“Mm… Ah! Aah…”

Chase took some pause to examine Skye’s reaction, but one last trusting nod seemed good enough to dispel any more worries that Chase harbored. His paw now began pumping with fervor, intent on exploring the bounds of Skye’s shaft. He kept his grip gentle at first and let his fingers glide along with only spit for lube, but just like his own mood, the motions were growing more exciting. As he kept rubbing and stroking, he hovered over—mouth agape—to let more drool drip on and keep his new toy slick.

For Skye now it was impossible to sit perfectly still feeling the tightening massages up his length, which eased up on the return to his base. Chase continued with that same pattern of pressure, over and over, and Skye’s fidgeting grew in turn. It felt strange to gradually have less control over his body, where once he just sat in front of Chase, now his hips rocked towards the repeated pumping.

“C-Chase, that, that does… feel really…” Skye said, barely audible, barely able to even speak. His mind was focused solely on how his dick throbbed with tingles that ran up his spine, how a weird tension was steadily building around his groin, how it felt so good in Chase’s hand.

To all of Skye’s squirming, Chase barely acknowledged any of it. Written on his face was tongue-out-to-the-side, raw concentration—one which was only focused on bringing as much pleasure to Skye as possible. His free paw reached up to fondle the fuzzy orbs that began this escapade. And while that hand gently caressed the pair, his other hand was picking up the pace.

“W-wait, Chas- I, something is…” Skye’s breaths were so heavy now and his body burned with an overwhelming heat, “C-Chase…”

“Don’t worry, I think that means…” Chase said, trailing off as he gripped a little more and sped up his pumps further.

Skye’s head was spinning with emotions—a roller coaster with an endless track of loops. That pressure building that he noticed earlier, now felt like it was rapidly rising. His entire young frame was shuddering with an unfamiliar intensity. And it only grew stronger. Skye started panting in the heat of the moment; he started to whine in deep pleasure; he writhed as he climbed to the euphoric peak, and then…

“C-CHASE!” Skye exclaimed, his yelp bouncing off the walls like his hips thrust off the mattress; A thick rope of cum shot out, then another, and even more. Only pure blissful moans accompanied the remaining twitches of Skye’s first orgasm, but as suddenly as he had it, Chase—face freshly painted with boy seed—dived forward to cover Skye’s mouth.

“Shh! Skye! Not so loud!” He said, palming rapid breaths. His ear perked at the door, face growing pale, “Oh no, Oh shi-laydownlaydown! Act like we’re sleeping!” Chase lurched his whole weight forward and flattened Skye to the bed.

Fresh cum matted their coats; their boy bits slid against one another as he lay on top—Chase grimaced as their bodies glued together but committed to the act as the door clicked behind them. Together they saw a thin beam of light cascade across the floor and up the far wall. Chase held his breath and Skye mirrored him, both boys remaining as still as possible. Adrenaline pumped through them both but what truly tested their silence, was the sensitivity of their bodies brushing together. With his head to Skye’s chest, Chase could feel the pounding of his heartbeat and the post orgasmic tremors that rippled through him; vice versa, Skye felt the firm length of Chase’s meat against his inner thigh as it twitched with a lingering excitement. They watched as the light grew until the shadow of Chase’s father appeared in the doorway. For the moments that it loomed, Skye felt each panicked beat in his chest watching Richard’s silhouette scan the room. A soft sigh prefaced the darkness crawling back across the room, until the door finally clicked shut.

“Eeuughh…” Chase whined as he peeled himself away from Skye, “I’m all covered in cum!”

“What’s… what’s that?” Skye murmured as he continued to lay flat. Though it was harder to tell, Skye’s own coat was matted down by the sticky substance that had just shot from his cock. In the time between his orgasm, a few dribbles had run along his shrinking member and pooled around his crotch, the mess being mirrored somewhat on Chase.

“Umm, well it’s the stuff that just shot out of your boner. When you get excited enough and keep rubbing, that happens.”

“That was… It was amazing!” Skye had a smile on his face as he lifted himself onto his elbows.

“Wasn’t it? Didn’t that feel really good?” Chase said, his excitement briefly overriding his sticky discomfort. Once he noticed more of the mess drooling through his fur, he awkwardly hobbled out of bed and walked towards the corner. Skye watched in a relaxed daze as Chase cleaned himself off with a towel and some water from a bottle, but catching his gaze was the obvious erection that flopped and remained between Chase’s legs.

“What about yours?” Skye said, when Chase returned with a clean towel and water for Skye. Chase chuckled and averted his eyes.

“Oh yeah, uh… Don’t worry about it. I can just take care of it later.” Chase sighed, “Helping you out tired me out a bit, haha… I might just pass out any second!”

“Oh, uh.. Y-yeah I guess I’m also pretty, pretty tired too.” Skye let out a yawn, accepting the supplies and started to clean himself off. After a moment of silence and shuffling to find their clothing again, Chase and Skye layed back down on the mattress, closer together than they were at the beginning of the night.

“Uh.. well good night Skye,” Chase mumbled.

“Good, good night.” Skye sighed, sinking his weight against the mattress as he drifted asleep.

…

Metallic clinks broke the stillness of the kitchen; As Skye swirled a spoon inside his mug, Chase sat beside him at the island starring in silence at the chocolate-scented steam that rose from his own cup.  

“Hey uh… Skye?”

Skye perked towards Chase after finishing a long sip.

“You’re not weirded out, right? About us… doing that last night?”

“N-no?” Skye’s swinging legs crossed under the stool, “I mean, it, it was kinda weird but it felt really good.”

No response for a brief moment, the silence only broken by indulgent slurps of hot cocoa.

“Would you wanna do it again tonight? And help me out?”

Skye felt a flush of warmth on his face, turning towards Chase who looked back with embarrassment written all over his face.

“Um, if it'll make you feel good too then it's only, only fair, right?”

The stools they sat on teetered as Chase lunged for a hug on Skye, “Yay! Awesome, I have some ideas that I wanna try that’ll make it funner! I think.”

“O-oh okay.” Skye said as he desperately attempted to balance the contents of his mug.

“But that’s a lot later! Come on, Let’s go play some games!” Chase said, leaping off his stool with his cup.

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