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Part one of a multipart story. I plan to release one a week until it's through.", "writing": "The dirt road leading up to the Kings' summer home looked smooth and well-kept, but Mr. King's truck seemed to find every bump, jostling Will this way and that. The fox grinned anyways, knowing that he'd soon have the chance to stretch cramped legs and tail after two hours in the back of the truck.\n\nLeon pointed from the seat beside Will. “There it is, that one over there.” The cheetah waggled a finger, as if that might help direct Will's eye.\n\nWill squinted, leaned over from the back seat. A row of small cottages lay ahead, but he couldn't tell one from the other. “Which one?”\n\nTony laughed, up comfortably in the coveted shotgun seat. “There's no lights on along the whole row,” said the ferret. “How'll he see anything?”\n\n“We're here.” said Leon's father, cutting off the argument about to start. “Everyone helps to carry stuff in. That means you, Leon!” His son halted mid-sprint to the door and doubled back to the truck's rear gate.\n\nWill took his time in getting out of the truck. While he worked the circulation back into wobbly limbs, he looked past the little two-story cottage. The first dots of starlight reflected off the surface of the lake. It looked pretty enough to get Will's bushy foxtail wagging.\n\n“Come on,” said Leon. The cheetah nudged Will between the shoulder blades. “We've got three whole days to stare at the scenery.”\n\nWill turned back towards the truck. “Sorry!” he said. He grabbed his backpack out of the truck's bed and tried to gather up several of the grocery bags stashed there, too.\n\nMr. King rested a paw on Will's shoulder, drawing a startled look from the fox. He then eased all but one grocery bag out of Will's grasp. “Easy there. You don't have to do it all. You're our guest.” The adult smiled at Will.\n\n“But—“\n\n“Relax! You don't have to kiss butt to get in good. You're already here,” said Tony. He walked towards the door.\n\nWill followed Tony inside, spied Leon's tail disappearing up a narrow set of stairs. “Kitchen?”\n\n“To the left,” said Tony. He deposited his own bag of groceries on the table beside Will's. “Den's on the other side of the hall. The hall there leads to the back porch.”\n\nWill stuck close to the ferret, ears perked and eyes roaming. He tromped up the stairs behind Tony.\n\n“Leon's dad sleeps in the room on the left. Bathroom ahead, and we're to the right,” said Tony. “I don't think you'll get lost in here.” He dropped his own bookbag in the corner of the boys' room.\n\n“Where should I put my stuff?” asked Will.\n\n“Anywhere's fine,” said Leon, as he opened the window to fresh night air.\n\nWill chose an empty corner for his bag and took the opportunity to look out the window. The moon illuminated water and shore alike. “There's a nice view.” \n\n“Yeah, I like it, too,” said Leon.\n\nWill turned from the window—and found both friends in their underwear below the waist and peeling shirts off above. In such a small room, looking away wasn't much of an option. “Whoops! S'cuse me,” he said, and shouldered his way out to give them privacy to change. He wanted to get out of his school clothes into something more comfortable, too, but didn't mind waiting for more space.\n\n“Be right down,” called Tony after the fox.\n\n“Something up?” asked Mr. King, when Will came into the kitchen. He gave Will an odd sort of look—he seemed surprised, Will thought.\n\n“Need any more help? Thought I'd check.” Will jabbed his thumb towards the stairs. “Nothing's up. They're just changing.”\n\n“Nah, I got it.” Mr. King slid a bottle of soda into the fridge, then frowned, turning towards the fox. “Will, did they—“ He looked past Will as the sound of running feet thundered down the stairs.\n\nWill turned as well, but froze. “Uh.”\n\nLeon dropped a few DVDs by the television in the den, tail high in the air, while Tony emerged from the stairs, smiling cheerfully. Neither of them wore a single stitch of clothing.\n\nWill quickly tore his eyes away from his friends and looked back at Mr. King. But the sight of the adult's expression so worried him that he ducked his head and chose to stare at the floor.\n\n“Leon,” said Mr. King. “You [i]did[/i] explain everything to Will?”\n\n“Oh. Um...I forgot?” \n\nWill ventured a tiny glance back, then quickly away again. Leon had a little smile on his lips.\n\n“Tony?” Mr. King swiveled his head towards the ferret next.\n\nSilence from the ferret, then, reluctantly: “Thought it'd make a good surprise.”\n\n“Both of you, up—“ Mr. King stopped short as his eyes focused on Will, on the fox's shocked expression and downcast eyes. “Upstairs, now,” he said quieter. He dropped to one knee and rested both of his paws on Will's shoulders. “Sorry, Will. I'm angry, but not at you. Look up for a moment. You okay?”\n\n“A little freaked out,” said Will.\n\n“Right. Makes sense.” He squeezed Will's shoulder, then ran a paw through the fur on top of his head. “Let's see...okay, right to the point. We're at a clothing-optional campground. I thought the boys had told you ahead of time, but I should have double-checked.”\n\n“Oh, said Will, voice small. He pulled his tail around to his front.\n\nMr. King held up a paw quickly, index finger pointed towards the ceiling “When I say optional, I mean it. Just because Leon and Tony and I go naked up here doesn't mean you have to.” He let his paw drop and squeezed Will's shoulder. “I don't want you to be uncomfortable.” He glanced at the clock. “It's a little late now, but if it's still bothering you in the morning, I can drive you home.”\n\nWill swallowed. “If I stay, you guys will still go naked?”\n\n“Probably.” Mr. King patted Will's arm. “I'll just throw on a pair of swimming trunks until you're more comfortable. I'm going to ask Leon and Tony to do the same, but it's going to be up to them, for the same reasons why I'm not telling you to take your clothes off. Is that going to be okay?”\n\nWill stopped petting his tail towards a mess of frizzy red. What if it wasn't? But he didn't want to find out. “Okay.”\n\n“Don't worry. We'll work this out, one way or another. I don't want any of us to have a bad weekend.” He pushed to his feet. “I'll deal with those two jokers, then maybe we'll have time for a some fun.”\n\nWill spent the next five minutes alone in the kitchen, still clutching his tail, stomach knotted up inside. He couldn't completely make out what anyone said, but he could still hear the tones—Mr. King, stern but patient, and his friends, petulant and defensive, then apologetic. He thought he caught the word “responsibility” more than once.\n\nHe glanced at the phone; he could call his dad. He might come to get him. But ears lowered at the thought. Leon and Tony were already in trouble because of him; what would they think if he called his dad, to boot?\n\nWhen the sounds of talking stopped, Will jumped up from the chair he'd sat in, eyes on the stairs.\n\nMr. King came down first. As promised, he wore just a pair of shorts, creamy chestfur and spotty back on display. Leon, second down, sported the same look, but Tony trailed behind in nothing but his fur. He looked right at Will, as if daring him to complain.\n\nWill focused on the cheetahs. It seemed easier that way.\n\nLeon spoke first. “Will...we're sorry. We didn't mean to freak you out.” In the silence that followed, he elbowed Tony.\n\n“Ow! Yeah, my bad.” said the ferret. “Don't be mad, okay?”\n\n“I'm not mad, just...” Will shuffled his feet and looked anywhere but at Tony. The ferret seemed sort of angry with him.\n\nMr. King broke the awkward silence that followed. “Let's relax for a while. How about a movie, boys?”\n\nIt seemed like everyone looked to Will for an answer, so he nodded, wanting to be anything but the center of attention. “Okay. Sounds good.”\n\nThat broke through everyone's hesitant behavior. Tony swept past Will, finally out of view. “I'll make some popcorn.”\n\n“I'll pick the movie,” said Leon, already sorting through DVDs.\n\nMr. King patted Will's shoulder. “You really okay?” he asked, soft enough to keep the other two boys from hearing. “I can tell Tony to put some boxers on or something.”\n\nWill nodded. “Yeah. Um, be right back.” He rushed upstairs and into the room he'd planned to share with his friends this weekend. He did need a moment alone. \n\nA glance at his bag and then his friends' bags showed that he'd packed way more for the weekend then the other two. He laughed, softly, to himself. Maybe he should've noticed. He knew that his friends liked their jokes. It was how they'd met.\n\nLaughing helped, and he found he [i]did[/i] feel better, after all. He decided that he could at least try to meet his friends halfway, and got out his own swimsuit to put on. Playing along, even a little, would beat a shameful drive home first thing in the morning. He'd see how things felt. Will changed, then joined everyone else in the den.\n\nIf anyone noticed that the fox had stripped down, they didn't say anything. Even Tony held his peace.\n\nWill sat in the plush armchair during the movie while everyone else lounged on the couch. Popcorn was passed, and cans of soda were opened. Will became engrossed in the on-screen explosions. Halfway through the movie, he realized that Leon had stripped bare as Tony was, but found he couldn't recall just when the feline had done it. Nor had he given much thought to Tony's nudity for the last hour.\n\nWhen Will realized that their nudity in itself no longer shocked him, he started to feel silly for overreacting earlier, and perhaps a little odd in being the only boy not in the fur. The thought percolated in Will's brain as he went to the kitchen for another drink.\n\nThe idea struck while Will scrounged for another root beer: maybe if he tried it out now, everyone would be too into the action to pay attention to him. He stepped back just enough to be hidden from view to anyone in the den, just in case he changed his mind. And then, off came the swimsuit.\n\nWill took a deep breath, then walked back to the living room, trying much too hard to look casual and failing as a result, soda in hand and swimsuit tucked under his arm. He felt far too aware of air moving around his bared backside and lap, making his fur want to stand on end.\n\nWhen he settled down on the chair again, Will felt a rush of relief. He'd done it! And the world hadn't come to an end.\n\nTony giggled. “X-Y-Z, Will.”\n\nImmediately, Will looked downwards. Of course, there was no zipper to examine, just his penis, pink and stiff. He looked up. Three pairs of eyes and two big grins were pointed at him. “Sorry! Sorry,” he said, grabbing for his discarded trunks, whimpering in pure embarrassment as he tried to cover up.\n\nMr. King paused the movie, then got up, the only one who didn't look ready to laugh. He returned with a small pile of towels. “Here,” he said, lobbing one underhand towards Will. It fell over his lap, hiding his hardon. “Erections happen to all of us. It's nothing to be embarrassed about.” The other two towels he handed to Tony and Leon.\n\n“It's cool, Will,” said Leon. “I've got one, too.” His sheathless penis stuck up, tip catching the light and making it seem to gleam. “You can just cover up with a towel if you don't want to flash people like that.”\n\nWill had time to look as Leon unhurriedly tucked the towel over his lap. How could Leon not be embarrassed? And, despite his feelings, he laughed when a second later, Tony had to hide his lap, too. He felt much better seeing that it happened to everyone.\n\nMr. King smiled as he sat down again. “It's actually good this came up, Will. We don't usually take notice of things like that in the house here. I don't care if you cover up or not. But if you're out among the other people here, it's considered polite to keep a towel on hand for just such an occasion.” He hit play again, and with that, the rest of the movie passed without incident. Leon and Tony eventually grew soft and removed their towels again. After a longer wait, Will followed suit.\n\nBut then, it came time to brush teeth and get some sleep. Once upstairs, Will found himself staring at the little bed in the corner. “I can sleep on the couch if that makes some extra room,” he said to Leon, as the cheetah came into the room.\n\nLeon, though, seemed surprised, maybe even a little disappointed. “You sure? I thought we could all sleep here,” the cheetah said.\n\nTony returned from the bathroom and clapped his paw over Will's shoulder. “Don't be a wuss.” He pushed the fox towards the bed playfully. \n\n“I'm not a wuss.” Will frowned. He'd been brave enough to get naked, at least! Still, the bed offered a new worry: parking his bare butt on an armchair was one thing, but did they really expect him to sleep that way in such close quarters?\n\nLeon climbed onto the bed, flashing his backside at the other two as he pressed himself in against the wall. That seemed to settle that question. “Well, come on then,” said the cheetah.\n\nWill hesitated, but set his glasses on the nightstand and climbed into the bed. Already the two boys took up most of the space. “I don't think this'll work. We can't all fit.”\n\n“Move in more,” said Tony. “We'll fit.” He turned out the lights, then went to the bed, pushing on Will's shoulders until the fox moved back enough to make some space.\n\nWill squeaked faintly as his body came into contact with Leon's warm fur. He hoped that his noise hadn't been heard. And then, he felt too nervous to even utter another sound as Tony pressed in from the other side. \n\n“Roll on your side, Will. I'm still hanging off the edge,” whispered Tony.\n\nWill rolled onto his side, facing Tony. “Better?”\n\n“Almost. Lemme just...got it.” Tony got his tail flipped up so it wasn't bent awkwardly, leaving it wiggling against Will's tummy. “Much better.”\n\nWas it much better? Will wasn't sure. The new positioning left his sheath nudged right up against Tony's butt. Will swallowed, ears wilting in the dim light of the room and panic rising. Just knowing what he had pressed up against, and what he was pressing with, was enough to make his sheath swell. Was he supposed to bring the towel to bed? Maybe he could get his shorts after all. But how was he going to wiggle out from between his friends? He tried to shimmy back enough to keep from prodding Tony, in the hopes that the ferret hadn't noticed.\n\nAnd yet, a breathy little snicker came from the ferret. “Dude, Leon. Will's boning up big time. He won't stop poking me.”\n\nWill could have died right there and he would have been grateful. “I'm sorry! I—“\n\n“Calm down. Give me your hand,” said Tony. He reached for Will's wrist and pulled the fox's arm around until he could feel the ferret's own stiff penis. “See? Boner. ”\n\n“Yeah.” The heat from Tony's dick seeped into Will's palmpad, and a thrill mixed with his fear and embarrassment. He couldn't think! He became dimly aware that his fingers had begun to curl loosely around that firmness.\n\n“We don't care if you get stiff,” said Tony, even as he made his point by pushing his backside against Will's own lap, a deliberate grind that made Will squirm. “See? Nobody's freaked out.”\n\n“I'm getting hard, too,” murmured Leon. He rolled over, and with a little wiggling, had his erection rubbing between Will's cheeks, just as Will had done to Tony. The three were quiet for a moment, just soaking in that first contact. Then: “Hey, Will. You jerk off, right?” \n\nWhat should he say? They taught him in sex ed that it was common for boys to do it, but Will always figured it'd be embarrassing if anyone ever found out that he jerked off. Fingers would point, and people would laugh. But there, intimately aware that his friends were just as aroused at him, to deny it seemed almost a betrayal. “Y-yeah. Every day.”\n\n“Cool. You wanna do it now?” Leon's fingers slid over the fox's hip, trying to worm in between ferret butt and fox lap.\n\n“With me? I guess...yeah,” murmured Will, then winced at the hesitant sound of his own voice. He shifted his body, let go of Tony while he tried to find a position to do it in. \n\nTony grunted as Will jostled him, then rolled over and out of the bed. “I gotta get some water. Go ahead and start without me.” \n\nWill turned so he lay on his back, watching as Tony's tail disappeared out the door. “Should we wait?”\n\nLeon paused, listening carefully for a moment. A little light spilled into the room when the bathroom light went on. Water ran, then turned off, but Tony's footsteps receded from the room afterwards. “Nah. He'll probably be a while. Here, roll onto your back.” Leon kicked the sheet downwards and looked at Will's lap, golden eyes shining in the dim light. The cheetah curled his fingers around his own dick, holding it up as if showing it off, and stroked it lazily. “I can't wait for him. I gotta jerk off now, not later.”\n\n“Okay.” Will held himself almost gingerly, touch light at first, belly taut with nerves and excitement while he watched Leon's more confident stroking. He gripped himself a little tighter, and soon had a good pace going.\n\nLeon breathed heavily beside Will, and after a few minutes, the cheetah whispered, “Hey. You okay if we do each other? If not, that's cool, too.”\n\nWill froze. “You mean...”\n\nLeon's fingers already were over at Will's dick, trying to crowd the fox's paw out. “Yeah. I mean, you felt up Tony, right? So it's almost the same thing.” As his voice gently pleaded, Leon began to caress Will's cock.\n\nAnd it felt great. Will could feel the heat and slight dampness of Leon's palm on him, and that alone made his toes curl. He had no answer to give the cheetah, save for a little shifting of his body that made it easy to reach Leon, as well. Soon, both boys were stroking each other, faster and faster, working to an explosive finish.\n\nWill came first, with a moan that he choked back to a high-pitched whimper, for fear of the sound carrying through the small cottage. He felt his shaft twitch and spurt, Leon's fingers closing around his tip by the second volley of semen. And then, he felt Leon's seed on his paw. “Oh. Oh, wow,” he mumbled softly. He panted softly, staring down at Leon's twitching, dribbling shaft. He was so glad he'd made friends with the cheetah.\n\nLeon giggled as his orgasm ended, paw moving away from Will right away. “Cool, huh? I like doing it more with someone else than just doing myself.” Then he was quiet, save from a soft, wet noise.\n\nWill tore his gaze away from Leon's lap, then gasped at the sight of Leon licking sticky strands of cum from his fingers. [i]His[/i] cum. 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You're our bud.” \n\nWill thought he felt Leon's breath against the back of his neck, and maybe the touch of warm lips, but then he was asleep.", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "The dirt road leading up to the Kings' summer home looked smooth and well-kept, but Mr. King's truck seemed to find every bump, jostling Will this way and that. The fox grinned anyways, knowing that he'd soon have the chance to stretch cramped legs and tail after two hours in the back of the truck.

Leon pointed from the seat beside Will. “There it is, that one over there.” The cheetah waggled a finger, as if that might help direct Will's eye.

Will squinted, leaned over from the back seat. A row of small cottages lay ahead, but he couldn't tell one from the other. “Which one?”

Tony laughed, up comfortably in the coveted shotgun seat. “There's no lights on along the whole row,” said the ferret. “How'll he see anything?”

“We're here.” said Leon's father, cutting off the argument about to start. “Everyone helps to carry stuff in. That means you, Leon!” His son halted mid-sprint to the door and doubled back to the truck's rear gate.

Will took his time in getting out of the truck. While he worked the circulation back into wobbly limbs, he looked past the little two-story cottage. The first dots of starlight reflected off the surface of the lake. It looked pretty enough to get Will's bushy foxtail wagging.

“Come on,” said Leon. The cheetah nudged Will between the shoulder blades. “We've got three whole days to stare at the scenery.”

Will turned back towards the truck. “Sorry!” he said. He grabbed his backpack out of the truck's bed and tried to gather up several of the grocery bags stashed there, too.

Mr. King rested a paw on Will's shoulder, drawing a startled look from the fox. He then eased all but one grocery bag out of Will's grasp. “Easy there. You don't have to do it all. You're our guest.” The adult smiled at Will.

“But—“

“Relax! You don't have to kiss butt to get in good. You're already here,” said Tony. He walked towards the door.

Will followed Tony inside, spied Leon's tail disappearing up a narrow set of stairs. “Kitchen?”

“To the left,” said Tony. He deposited his own bag of groceries on the table beside Will's. “Den's on the other side of the hall. The hall there leads to the back porch.”

Will stuck close to the ferret, ears perked and eyes roaming. He tromped up the stairs behind Tony.

“Leon's dad sleeps in the room on the left. Bathroom ahead, and we're to the right,” said Tony. “I don't think you'll get lost in here.” He dropped his own bookbag in the corner of the boys' room.

“Where should I put my stuff?” asked Will.

“Anywhere's fine,” said Leon, as he opened the window to fresh night air.

Will chose an empty corner for his bag and took the opportunity to look out the window. The moon illuminated water and shore alike. “There's a nice view.”

“Yeah, I like it, too,” said Leon.

Will turned from the window—and found both friends in their underwear below the waist and peeling shirts off above. In such a small room, looking away wasn't much of an option. “Whoops! S'cuse me,” he said, and shouldered his way out to give them privacy to change. He wanted to get out of his school clothes into something more comfortable, too, but didn't mind waiting for more space.

“Be right down,” called Tony after the fox.

“Something up?” asked Mr. King, when Will came into the kitchen. He gave Will an odd sort of look—he seemed surprised, Will thought.

“Need any more help? Thought I'd check.” Will jabbed his thumb towards the stairs. “Nothing's up. They're just changing.”

“Nah, I got it.” Mr. King slid a bottle of soda into the fridge, then frowned, turning towards the fox. “Will, did they—“ He looked past Will as the sound of running feet thundered down the stairs.

Will turned as well, but froze. “Uh.”

Leon dropped a few DVDs by the television in the den, tail high in the air, while Tony emerged from the stairs, smiling cheerfully. Neither of them wore a single stitch of clothing.

Will quickly tore his eyes away from his friends and looked back at Mr. King. But the sight of the adult's expression so worried him that he ducked his head and chose to stare at the floor.

“Leon,” said Mr. King. “You did explain everything to Will?”

“Oh. Um...I forgot?”

Will ventured a tiny glance back, then quickly away again. Leon had a little smile on his lips.

“Tony?” Mr. King swiveled his head towards the ferret next.

Silence from the ferret, then, reluctantly: “Thought it'd make a good surprise.”

“Both of you, up—“ Mr. King stopped short as his eyes focused on Will, on the fox's shocked expression and downcast eyes. “Upstairs, now,” he said quieter. He dropped to one knee and rested both of his paws on Will's shoulders.  “Sorry, Will. I'm angry, but not at you. Look up for a moment. You okay?”

“A little freaked out,” said Will.

“Right. Makes sense.” He squeezed Will's shoulder, then ran a paw through the fur on top of his head. “Let's see...okay, right to the point. We're at a clothing-optional campground. I thought the boys had told you ahead of time, but I should have double-checked.”

“Oh, said Will, voice small. He pulled his tail around to his front.

Mr. King held up a paw quickly, index finger pointed towards the ceiling “When I say optional, I mean it. Just because Leon and Tony and I go naked up here doesn't mean you have to.” He let his paw drop and squeezed Will's shoulder. “I don't want you to be uncomfortable.” He glanced at the clock. “It's a little late now, but if it's still bothering you in the morning, I can drive you home.”

Will swallowed. “If I stay, you guys will still go naked?”

“Probably.” Mr. King patted Will's arm. “I'll just throw on a pair of swimming trunks until you're more comfortable. I'm going to ask Leon and Tony to do the same, but it's going to be up to them, for the same reasons why I'm not telling you to take your clothes off. Is that going to be okay?”

Will stopped petting his tail towards a mess of frizzy red. What if it wasn't? But he didn't want to find out. “Okay.”

“Don't worry. We'll work this out, one way or another. I don't want any of us to have a bad weekend.” He pushed to his feet. “I'll deal with those two jokers, then maybe we'll have time for a some fun.”

Will spent the next five minutes alone in the kitchen, still clutching his tail, stomach knotted up inside. He couldn't completely make out what anyone said, but he could still hear the tones—Mr. King, stern but patient, and his friends, petulant and defensive, then apologetic. He thought he caught the word “responsibility” more than once.

He glanced at the phone; he could call his dad. He might come to get him. But ears lowered at the thought. Leon and Tony were already in trouble because of him; what would they think if he called his dad, to boot?

When the sounds of talking stopped, Will jumped up from the chair he'd sat in, eyes on the stairs.

Mr. King came down first. As promised, he wore just a pair of shorts, creamy chestfur and spotty back on display. Leon, second down, sported the same look, but Tony trailed behind in nothing but his fur. He looked right at Will, as if daring him to complain.

Will focused on the cheetahs. It seemed easier that way.

Leon spoke first. “Will...we're sorry. We didn't mean to freak you out.” In the silence that followed, he elbowed Tony.

“Ow! Yeah, my bad.” said the ferret. “Don't be mad, okay?”

“I'm not mad, just...” Will shuffled his feet and looked anywhere but at Tony. The ferret seemed sort of angry with him.

Mr. King broke the awkward silence that followed. “Let's relax for a while. How about a movie, boys?”

It seemed like everyone looked to Will for an answer, so he nodded, wanting to be anything but the center of attention. “Okay. Sounds good.”

That broke through everyone's hesitant behavior. Tony swept past Will, finally out of view. “I'll make some popcorn.”

“I'll pick the movie,” said Leon, already sorting through DVDs.

Mr. King patted Will's shoulder. “You really okay?” he asked, soft enough to keep the other two boys from hearing. “I can tell Tony to put some boxers on or something.”

Will nodded. “Yeah. Um, be right back.” He rushed upstairs and into the room he'd planned to share with his friends this weekend. He did need a moment alone.

A glance at his bag and then his friends' bags showed that he'd packed way more for the weekend then the other two. He laughed, softly, to himself. Maybe he should've noticed. He knew that his friends liked their jokes. It was how they'd met.

Laughing helped, and he found he did feel better, after all. He decided that he could at least try to meet his friends halfway, and got out his own swimsuit to put on. Playing along, even a little, would beat a shameful drive home first thing in the morning. He'd see how things felt. Will changed, then joined everyone else in the den.

If anyone noticed that the fox had stripped down, they didn't say anything. Even Tony held his peace.

Will sat in the plush armchair during the movie while everyone else lounged on the couch. Popcorn was passed, and cans of soda were opened. Will became engrossed in the on-screen explosions. Halfway through the movie, he realized that Leon had stripped bare as Tony was, but found he couldn't recall just when the feline had done it. Nor had he given much thought to Tony's nudity for the last hour.

When Will realized that their nudity in itself no longer shocked him, he started to feel silly for overreacting earlier, and perhaps a little odd in being the only boy not in the fur. The thought percolated in Will's brain as he went to the kitchen for another drink.

The idea struck while Will scrounged for another root beer: maybe if he tried it out now, everyone would be too into the action to pay attention to him. He stepped back just enough to be hidden from view to anyone in the den, just in case he changed his mind. And then, off came the swimsuit.

Will took a deep breath, then walked back to the living room, trying much too hard to look casual and failing as a result, soda in hand and swimsuit tucked under his arm. He felt far too aware of air moving around his bared backside and lap, making his fur want to stand on end.

When he settled down on the chair again, Will felt a rush of relief. He'd done it! And the world hadn't come to an end.

Tony giggled. “X-Y-Z, Will.”

Immediately, Will looked downwards. Of course, there was no zipper to examine, just his penis, pink and stiff. He looked up. Three pairs of eyes and two big grins were pointed at him. “Sorry! Sorry,” he said, grabbing for his discarded trunks, whimpering in pure embarrassment as he tried to cover up.

Mr. King paused the movie, then got up, the only one who didn't look ready to laugh. He returned with a small pile of towels. “Here,” he said, lobbing one underhand towards Will. It fell over his lap, hiding his hardon. “Erections happen to all of us. It's nothing to be embarrassed about.” The other two towels he handed to Tony and Leon.

“It's cool, Will,” said Leon. “I've got one, too.” His sheathless penis stuck up, tip catching the light and making it seem to gleam. “You can just cover up with a towel if you don't want to flash people like that.”

Will had time to look as Leon unhurriedly tucked the towel over his lap. How could Leon not be embarrassed? And, despite his feelings, he laughed when a second later, Tony had to hide his lap, too. He felt much better seeing that it happened to everyone.

Mr. King smiled as he sat down again. “It's actually good this came up, Will. We don't usually take notice of things like that in the house here. I don't care if you cover up or not. But if you're out among the other people here, it's considered polite to keep a towel on hand for just such an occasion.” He hit play again, and with that, the rest of the movie passed without incident. Leon and Tony eventually grew soft and removed their towels again. After a longer wait, Will followed suit.

But then, it came time to brush teeth and get some sleep. Once upstairs, Will found himself staring at the little bed in the corner. “I can sleep on the couch if that makes some extra room,” he said to Leon, as the cheetah came into the room.

Leon, though, seemed surprised, maybe even a little disappointed. “You sure? I thought we could all sleep here,” the cheetah said.

Tony returned from the bathroom and clapped his paw over Will's shoulder. “Don't be a wuss.” He pushed the fox towards the bed playfully.

“I'm not a wuss.” Will frowned. He'd been brave enough to get naked, at least! Still, the bed offered a new worry: parking his bare butt on an armchair was one thing, but did they really expect him to sleep that way in such close quarters?

Leon climbed onto the bed, flashing his backside at the other two as he pressed himself in against the wall. That seemed to settle that question. “Well, come on then,” said the cheetah.

Will hesitated, but set his glasses on the nightstand and climbed into the bed. Already the two boys took up most of the space. “I don't think this'll work. We can't all fit.”

“Move in more,” said Tony. “We'll fit.” He turned out the lights, then went to the bed, pushing on Will's shoulders until the fox moved back enough to make some space.

Will squeaked faintly as his body came into contact with Leon's warm fur. He hoped that his noise hadn't been heard. And then, he felt too nervous to even utter another sound as Tony pressed in from the other side.

“Roll on your side, Will. I'm still hanging off the edge,” whispered Tony.

Will rolled onto his side, facing Tony. “Better?”

“Almost. Lemme just...got it.” Tony got his tail flipped up so it wasn't bent awkwardly, leaving it wiggling against Will's tummy. “Much better.”

Was it much better? Will wasn't sure. The new positioning left his sheath nudged right up against Tony's butt. Will swallowed, ears wilting in the dim light of the room and panic rising. Just knowing what he had pressed up against, and what he was pressing with, was enough to make his sheath swell. Was he supposed to bring the towel to bed? Maybe he could get his shorts after all. But how was he going to wiggle out from between his friends? He tried to shimmy back enough to keep from prodding Tony, in the hopes that the ferret hadn't noticed.

And yet, a breathy little snicker came from the ferret. “Dude, Leon. Will's boning up big time. He won't stop poking me.”

Will could have died right there and he would have been grateful. “I'm sorry! I—“

“Calm down. Give me your hand,” said Tony. He reached for Will's wrist and pulled the fox's arm around until he could feel the ferret's own stiff penis. “See? Boner. ”

“Yeah.” The heat from Tony's dick seeped into Will's palmpad, and a thrill mixed with his fear and embarrassment. He couldn't think! He became dimly aware that his fingers had begun to curl loosely around that firmness.

“We don't care if you get stiff,” said Tony, even as he made his point by pushing his backside against Will's own lap, a deliberate grind that made Will squirm. “See? Nobody's freaked out.”

“I'm getting hard, too,” murmured Leon. He rolled over, and with a little wiggling, had his erection rubbing between Will's cheeks, just as Will had done to Tony. The three were quiet for a moment, just soaking in that first contact. Then: “Hey, Will. You jerk off, right?”

What should he say? They taught him in sex ed that it was common for boys to do it, but Will always figured it'd be embarrassing if anyone ever found out that he jerked off. Fingers would point, and people would laugh. But there, intimately aware that his friends were just as aroused at him, to deny it seemed almost a betrayal. “Y-yeah. Every day.”

“Cool. You wanna do it now?” Leon's fingers slid over the fox's hip, trying to worm in between ferret butt and fox lap.

“With me? I guess...yeah,” murmured Will, then winced at the hesitant sound of his own voice. He shifted his body, let go of Tony while he tried to find a position to do it in.

Tony grunted as Will jostled him, then rolled over and out of the bed. “I gotta get some water. Go ahead and start without me.”

Will turned so he lay on his back, watching as Tony's tail disappeared out the door. “Should we wait?”

Leon paused, listening carefully for a moment. A little light spilled into the room when the bathroom light went on. Water ran, then turned off, but Tony's footsteps receded from the room afterwards. “Nah. He'll probably be a while. Here, roll onto your back.” Leon kicked the sheet downwards and looked at Will's lap, golden eyes shining in the dim light. The cheetah curled his fingers around his own dick, holding it up as if showing it off, and stroked it lazily. “I can't wait for him. I gotta jerk off now, not later.”

“Okay.” Will held himself almost gingerly, touch light at first, belly taut with nerves and excitement while he watched Leon's more confident stroking. He gripped himself a little tighter, and soon had a good pace going.

Leon breathed heavily beside Will, and after a few minutes, the cheetah whispered, “Hey. You okay if we do each other? If not, that's cool, too.”

Will froze. “You mean...”

Leon's fingers already were over at Will's dick, trying to crowd the fox's paw out. “Yeah. I mean, you felt up Tony, right? So it's almost the same thing.” As his voice gently pleaded, Leon began to caress Will's cock.

And it felt great. Will could feel the heat and slight dampness of Leon's palm on him, and that alone made his toes curl. He had no answer to give the cheetah, save for a little shifting of his body that made it easy to reach Leon, as well. Soon, both boys were stroking each other, faster and faster, working to an explosive finish.

Will came first, with a moan that he choked back to a high-pitched whimper, for fear of the sound carrying through the small cottage. He felt his shaft twitch and spurt, Leon's fingers closing around his tip by the second volley of semen. And then, he felt Leon's seed on his paw. “Oh. Oh, wow,” he mumbled softly. He panted softly, staring down at Leon's twitching, dribbling shaft. He was so glad he'd made friends with the cheetah.

Leon giggled as his orgasm ended, paw moving away from Will right away. “Cool, huh? I like doing it more with someone else than just doing myself.” Then he was quiet, save from a soft, wet noise.

Will tore his gaze away from Leon's lap, then gasped at the sight of Leon licking sticky strands of cum from his fingers. His cum. For a moment, Will felt grossed out by the idea, but that became replaced by curiosity. He lifted his fingers, sniffed at them, and then dabbed his tongue at Leon's cum. It wasn't that bad. Not great, but not bad, either. So he imitated Leon, using his tongue to clean away that seed.

“You ever tasted it before?” whispered Leon.

“Nah. It's okay, though. Weird, but not, like, too weird.” Will glanced towards the door. The ferret hadn't come back. “Where do you think Tony went?”

“Don't worry. This happens sometimes. It's a Tony thing.” Leon turned on his side and pulled Will back against him. “We'll leave some room for him.”

Will closed his eyes and for a moment, relished in the feel of Leon's fur and even the way the cheetah's cock softened against his hip. “Yeah.” He yawned. He felt much sleepier than he had before. All of the day's surprises had caught up to him, tired him out. “Goodnight, Leon. Thanks for having me over.”

“No problem. You're our bud.”

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