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As usual, the geeks were alternating between talking about books she'd never read, TV shows she never watched, and games she'd never played. When they weren't discussing their nerdy hobbies, they were getting into awkward attempts at clumsy roughhousing. \n\nIf there was any positive, it was that a few times a week one of them surprised another with an unexpected sack tap. That was always worth a good laugh. And more often than not, it was her brother Adam laughing and dancing away in victory. Melissa always laughed the hardest when it was Adam who delivered the finishing blow. She was awfully proud of the little brat every time he nailed one of his geeky friends. \n\nA lanky, bespectacled cheetah ran laps around her brother and the other nerds. As usual, Tom hadn't stopped moving all period. He'd spent most of the class bounding in circles around his friends, or sprinting from one end of the room to the other. Melissa supposed young cheetahs just had too much extra energy to burn off. \n\nTom peeled off from the group and ran through the gymnasium again. This time he hurtled through several different pickup basketball games, mewling laughter and swatting at balls all the while. Swatting at balls. The thought made Melissa giggle. Now that was a sport she could get into. \n\nMelissa pushed off from the wall, gazing around. Maybe she could go pester her brother, or some of the other girls. She did share the class with Sally, at least, the younger sister of her lion bestie. But at the moment Sally was busy with some of her own friends. They were playing something akin to indoor soccer, and making up their own rules. \n\n``Hi Melissa!'' Tom skidded to a stop just in front of her. \n\nThe younger cheetah stood a head shorter than Melissa, and had a lean, lanky frame. He probably weighed about half as much as she did, but his slender build was normal for a cheetah. Evenly spaced black spots dotted his well-kept golden-beige fur. The spots were smaller across his face, and larger down his limbs and body. Glasses perched upon his slightly blunt, feline muzzle, hooked behind his rounded ears with soft loops. Ebony tear streaks stretched from the corners of his hazel-gold eyes, down to the back of his mouth. All the running left him panting, and his pink tongue tapped at his teeth. His spotted tail danced constantly behind him, as if impatient to return to running sprints. Tom's gym clothes were as generic as they came, a gray tank top, and red shorts. \n\n ``Hey, Spotty Kitten.'' Melissa offered him a smile, unfolding her arms. ``You didn't come to tell me another stupid dirty riddle, did you?'' \n\nTom gulped, flattening his ears. He adjusted his crimson shorts as if the memory of their last recent encounter was enough to make his fuzzy balls ache. ``Umm...no, I think I'm out of dirty riddles.'' Then he bounced on his toes, a smile parting his muzzle. ``I did, however,'' Tom said, gesturing with a single finger. ``Get your brother and them back for putting me up to it!''\n\n``Good job, Spots!'' Melissa reached out and ruffled up his fur, between his ears. ``So what's up?'' \n\nTom made a noise halfway between a purr and laugh, batting her hand away. ``Quit rufflin' mah markings!'' \n\n``Markings don't ruffle, Tom.'' Melissa laughed, tweaking his left ear. \n\n``Do so!'' Tom ducked her hand. ``They're made of fur, and fur ruffles! So now, I shall avenge them upon your tail!'' Tom darted around behind her. \n\n``Good luck, Brat!'' The vixen whirled around quick as she could to keep her tail out of reach. She grabbed Tom's shoulder with one hand to stop him from trying again. ``Hey, speaking of spots.'' She ran a finger down his tank top, from his chest to his belly. ``Do those spots go all the way down?'' \n\n``Wouldn't you like to know!'' Tom circled her again, only to come to a dead stop. ``Wait...what?'' \n\nMelissa smirked at him, folding her arms. ``Do your kitten marbles have spots, too?'' \n\nTom flashed her a toothy grin far more cheesy than suave. ``Maaaaaybe.'' He held up a single finger, wagging it at her. ``But they're not kitten marbles. Besides, isn't that what you call Max?'' \n\nMelissa glanced over to the young lion in question. Max was a little taller than Tom, and gangly, with a patchwork mane and thicker glasses. When he saw her looking, Max gave her a sheepish wave. She returned the wave, then stuck her tongue out at him. For a geeky little lion, there was something cute about him. And Melissa knew from personal experience that the lion's balls were a little bigger than she usually gave them credit for. \n\n``He's got those big marbles.'' Melissa glanced down at Tom's crotch, giggling. ``You probably just got the regular little ones. So, do they got spots or what?''\n\n``Maybe.'' Tom bounced on his toes, ignoring her insult. ``Maybe not. Guess you'll have to find out someday.'' \n\nMelissa perked a single ear. ``So you're asking to be pantsed in front of your friends? I can do that. Just ask Adam.''\n\nTom backpedaled a few steps. ``Nuh uh! That's not what I meant!'' The cheetah made a face. ``Besides, I'll have you know they're not kitten marbles.'' He glanced down at himself, tail flicking. ``They're at least kitten almonds! In the shells and everything!'' \n\nMelissa burst out laughing, shaking her head. ``You're such a weirdo, Tom.'' \n\nTom just giggled and ran his hands over his ears, as if smoothing his fur for her. Much as Melissa hated to admit it, Tom was sort of adorable. God, she thought, she really had a thing for felines lately, didn't she? The conversation did leave her wondering, though. Did cheetahs look the same as lions, down there? And did they really have spots?\n\n``Say, Tom, do you-''\n\n``Tail-catching time!'' Tom darted around her again. ``I'm gonna get it!'' \n\nMelissa spun on her heels, trying to keep her tail out of his reach. ``Cut it out!''\n\n``Nope, gettin' the tail!'' Tom ran faster, forcing Melissa to pivot as quickly as she could to keep up with the swifter feline. \n\n``You keep this up, and you're never gonna get any tail!'' Melissa kept spinning, and Tom kept streaking around her, a blur of gold fur, black spots, and red shorts. ``Quit it!'' \n\n``Not until I declare victory!'' Tom's fingers brushed reddish fur. ``Which is inevitable! Cheetahs are faster than foxes!'' \n\n``Clumsier, too!'' \n\nMelissa stuck her foot out just as Tom made another circuit around her. His sneakers caught hers, and the cheetah tumbled to the ground in a whirling heap of lanky, spotted limbs. He rolled head over tail and ended up sprawled on his back. Tom's arms and legs splayed in all directions. He panted, tail tip twitching. \n\n``Umm...meant to do that.'' Tom lifted his head to give her a sheepish grin. \n\nWith the way Tom's legs were parted, the outlines of the cheetah's sheath and balls showed themselves through his red gym shorts. Melissa was certain none of the geeks ever bothered to wear a cup, even in gym class. \n\n``And I meant to do this!'' Melissa scooped up Tom's feet in her hands, hoisting them till his feline butt nearly left the ground. She spread the cheetah's legs far enough to further for the taut fabric of his shorts to further silhouette the feline's privates. ``You know what?'' Melissa nudged the toe of her sneaker against the bottom of the cheetah's testicles. They shifted under his clothes. ``You do have kitten almonds.'' \n\n``T-told you...'' Tom gulped, flattening back his spotted ears. He held his hands up towards her in supplication. ``You're not gonna kick me, are you? I didn't even tell you any dirty jokes this time!'' \n\n``Nah, I'm not gonna kick you.'' Melissa shifted her shoe back and forth, watching the cheetah's balls roll around, barely hidden by his clothing. ``Just tease you.'' \n\n``Nnrmm...'' The nerdy cheetah made an odd mewling noise. ``That's...'' His tail curled, then twitched. ``Kinda nice, actually.''\n\n``First time a girl's touched them?'' Melissa smirked, bumping her shoe against the outline of Tom's sheath. ``Gently, I mean.''\n\n``Nrrrh!'' Tom licked his muzzle, nodding. ``Y-yeah! If a shoe counts. N-never had someone play footsie with my stuff, before.''\n\n``Not sure I'd call it footsie, but I would say it counts for touching it.'' The vixen rested her foot atop the feline's sheath. She glanced around to make sure no one of importance was paying attention, and then gently rubbed Tom up and down. ``Too bad I'm not doing this bare foot. Bet you'd get a chubby.'' \n\n``S-still am, actually.'' Tom offered her a guilty smile, ears splayed. \n\n``Oh yeah?'' Giggling, Melissa rubbed her foot a little faster, and a little more firmly. ``I can't really tell.'' \n\n``Hey!'' Tom gnashed his teeth, folding his arms over his slender chest. ``It's not that small.''\n\n``I meant because of my shoe, dumbass.'' Melissa shook her head, then worked her shoe in a slow, tender circle, caressing the feline's sheath and balls alike. There was definitely a new firmness present. ``Oh, there it is! Someone's got a cheetah chubby. This would be way more fun barefoot.'' \n\n``S-still...'' Tom swallowed, eyes half-lidded, breath coming in eager pants. ``P-pretty fun...'' \n\n``Awww, you like that?'' Melissa focused on the firmer bulge, rubbing her foot in a circle against it. The younger feline shivered, balling up his fists. His muzzle scrunched up behind his glasses as he nodded. ``Oooh, someone's enjoying themselves.''\n\nMelissa lifted her foot, gazing down. The cheetah's erection was now thoroughly outlined against his shorts, threatening to peek out his waistband. She traced it with the edge of her shoe's sole, up and down, up and down. \n\n``Uuhrrnn....'' Tom shivered again, his back arching. ``Ooohh! C-careful!'' \n\n``Careful?'' Melissa tilted her head, ears perked. ``Tom, are you close already?'' \n\nThe inside of Tom's spotted ears went scarlet, and he stared across the gymnasium floor. ``It's never been touched by anyone else before, okay?'' \n\n``So it's not just cause you cheetahs are naturally quick, huh?'' Melissa moved her foot to the other side of Tom's boner, teasing it the same way. ``Always primed to blow in your shorts?''\n\nTom glared up at her through narrowed eyes, his tear-streaks crinkling. ``Very funny!''\n\n``Nah, you're right...'' Melissa gently pressed her foot against the cheetah's hardon again. ``It won't be funny until you do shoot in your shorts.''\n\n``W-w-w-wait!'' Tom grasped at her ankle, one ear splayed, the other perked, indecision etched across his half-open jaws and flicking tail. Part of him clearly wanted a chance to finish, despite the implications and the challenge of hiding the evidence in the locker room. ``I...I don't...'' \n\n``Wait for what?'' Melissa rubbed him with another circular motion, earning an trembling mew. ``Wait till I can do this when I'm bare foot, and all your friends can see? You're right, that would be more fun.'' She paused to pretend to think about. ``Maybe during Adam's sleepover on Friday.''\n\n``What?'' Tom's eyes turned into great hazel-gold mirrors behind his glasses, wide and shining. His words all came out in a stumbling blur. ``That'snotwhatImeant!''\n\nSomewhere, a whistle blew, and everyone else started heading for the locker rooms. With a sigh of mock frustration, Melissa lifted her foot and offered Tom a hand. ``Guess you're off the hook.'' Tom took her hand and she pulled him to his feet. She ruffled the fur between his ears. ``For now.''\n\nThe cheetah shoved her hand. ``Thought I said don't ruffle my markings!'' As he smoothed his fur, he peered at the lingering bulge in his shorts. ``Off the hook with you, maybe. Gonna get blue-balls now.'' \n\n``Yeah.'' Melissa reached down to cradle his erection, cooing to him. ``You are.'' Tom shuddered and bit his lip to hold in a gasp. Melissa gently explored him through the fabric. The size was a little smaller than Max's, but the shape felt similar. She wondered if it looked similar, too. Melissa nosed at Tom's ear. ``Show it to me?''\n\nTom's jaw dropped. He gaped at her in open-muzzle silence so long Melissa half-feared he'd suffered some kind of stroke. Finally Tom shook himself, gulped, and stared at his crotch. ``R-right now? But everyone will see me pull my shorts down! We'd have to wait till they leave...'' \n\nMelissa nearly smacked her forehead with a palm. Instead, she just shook her head. ``No, Spots. You don't gotta drop your pants You just gotta...'' She reached down towards his waistband, slipping a few fingers into his underwear. ``Tug `em open, a little.'' \n\n``Oh...r-right.'' Tom ran his hands back over his ears, licking his muzzle. ``I-I knew that. O-okay, go ahead.'' \n\nSmiling, Melissa pulled the waistband of Tom's shorts and boxers forward and away from his belly. She was instantly greeted by the sight of a pointed, feline erection jutting up towards her, eager for attention. It was red and tapered, and with a few tiny barbs, just like a lion's. Down below it, the fuzzy spheres of the nerdy cheetah's balls were just barely visible, though it was too dark to see if they had spots. \n\n``Cute.'' Melissa leaned her head against his, staring down into his shorts. His dick twitched slightly. ``First person to see your boner?'' \n\n``First girl, anyway.'' Tom panted a few times. ``And it is so happy to be seen, right now.'' \n\n``Yeah, I can tell...'' Melissa blinked, and eased his shorts back in place. ``Wait, first girl?'' She folded her arms, smirking. ``Lemme guess, you get skinny dipping boners with the other boys, too?'' \n\n``Umm...'' Tom adjusted his boxers, trying to resituate himself as Melissa's younger brother Adam jogged over to him. ``No, actually, this one time--''\n\n``This one time, Tom totally had a boner in the gym!'' Adam snatched at Tom's spotted tail, then started jogging away from Melissa, forcing Tom to follow. ``Quit perving on my sister already!'' \n\nMelissa laughed, following them towards the exit. She couldn't help but wonder if Adam was just trying to stop Tom from telling whatever story he was about to tell. She'd have to remember that for later. Just before the two of them vanished into the boys locker room, Melissa waggled her fingers at Tom, a tantalizing wave. \n\n``See you at the sleepover, Spots!'' \n\n*****\n\nMelissa carried three cans of mountain dew into her living room, towards the sound of loud, exuberant voices. It was Friday evening, and her younger brother Adam was having a sleep over while their mother was out of town. Melisa had decided to spent the night hanging out with the Gathering of Nerds. Supposedly there was going to be a DnD game later, and they were going to teach her how to play. \n\nThen again, judging by all the clumsy roughhousing going on, Melissa wasn't sure they'd ever actually get to DnD. Earlier the boys had all climbed into their sleeping bags and knocked each other around. Now, two of them were wrestling, and the other two were chasing each other around the dark gray and blue furniture. Melissa paused to let them hurtle past. If she got bumped and spilled soda on the floor, she was gonna be pissed. \n\nWhile Melissa waited for a clear route to the couch, she watched the two visiting felines run around. One of them was her favorite nerd of all. His name was Max, and he was an especially geeky little lion. Max was slightly shorter than Adam, with gangly golden-furred limbs and a patchwork mane perpetually coming in. He wore his usual nighttime attire, black and red checkered pajama pants a t-shirt adorned with an anime vixen. \n\nTom was also spending the night. Somehow, Max had stolen the lean cheetah's shirt. Tom was chasing him around the room, trying to get it back. The same rows of black spots that marked the cheetah's face and limbs ran all the way down his back. Lighter spots adorned the pale, creamy-beige fur of his belly. Tom now wore only black sweat pants with the words Speed Demons in golden letters down the side of each leg. Melissa had no why it was plural, or what it was referencing. From the looks of things, the Free Baller Virus had claimed another victim, and Tom was going commando like the others. \n\n``Gimme back my shirt, loser!'' Tom scrambled after Max. Though the cheetah was faster, his speed was nullified by all the sharp zigs and zags the lion made. Tom clambered onto the dark gray couch, trying to take a short cut across it. ``Give it!'' \n\n``Make me, Thomas!'' Max giggled like mad, waving the other feline's shirt over his head. \n\n``Feet off the couch, Tom!'' Melissa strode into the room while the way was clear. ``It's new!'' \n\n``Sorry, Melissa,'' Tom said, fidgeting with his pants before scrambling after Max again. \n\n``Yeah, Tom!'' Adam called out from across the room. ``If Melissa gets in trouble for letting us mess up the new furniture, she'll have my nards in a frickin' jar!'' \n\nAdam was the tallest of the four boys, but still shorter, and scrawnier than his sister. They shared the same fur colors and patterns; rusty-red over most of their bodies, but snow-white from their chins to their bellies, and beyond. Each also had coal-black highlights to their hand and feet, ears and tail. Adam, though, lacked the ebony smudge beyond his nose that Melissa had. Glasses perched on Adam's muzzle, just like the other geeks. Cartoon dragons adorned his dark blue shirt and pajama pants.\n\nMelissa laughed at Adam's suggestion, weaving her way around the scrabbling felines. ``Nah, if your nards were in a jar, I'd have to look at them.'' She set the sodas down on an end table. ``And buy a jar. I'd just squish the silly things.'' \n\nAdam was too busy wrestling with his best friend Alex to reply. Alex was the smallest of the gathered dorks. He was a coyote with gray and tan fur, and an especially bushy tail. Melissa watched him struggle to fend off Adam's attempts to best him in wrestling. Or at least, something akin to wrestling. They were standing up, grappling and struggling, trying to throw each other off balance and down to the floor. Given that how her brother outsized the coyote, it didn't really seem like a fair fight. Maybe she should even the odds.\n\nWhen Alex glanced her way, she flashed him a smile, lifting her knee. ``Get him in the balls!'' \n\nAlex growled, struggling to push the taller fox off balance. ``I can't! We're playing...UFC rules!'' \n\nMelissa wasn't sure what that was. But whatever the rules were, apparently they meant little to Adam. The geeky fox suddenly stepped forward and jammed his knee right between the younger coyote's legs. Alex doubled over with a yelping cough, eyes popping out behind his thin glasses. Adam released his arms, and Alex grabbed his crotch, flopping onto his side. \n\n``Awwwwww!'' Alex curled up with a high-pitched groan. ``My nuuuuuuts!'' \n\n``Woo!'' Adam thrust his fists into the air. ``Victory, for Best Fox!'' He jumped in place. ``Best Fox, Best Fox!'' \n\nThe two felines stopping running around, and turned towards the stricken coyote. When they realized what happened, they started laughing. \n\n``Oooh, right in the doggy bag!'' Tom pointed at Alex, shaking his head. ``That's gotta hurt!'' \n\n``Direct hit to the coyote testicles!'' Max giggled, adjusting his glasses. ``Subject incapacitated!'' \n\n``Uurrrrhhhnnn!'' Alex rocked back and forth, muzzle scrunched up and ears flat. ``I hate...you all...so much!'' \n\nMelissa gave a mock gasp. ``But I didn't do it! I was trying to get you to do that to Adam!'' \n\n``I hate...awwww...'' Alex squirmed a little more, then curled up into a fluffy ball of aching coyote. ``Everyone not named Melissa.'' \n\n``Score!'' Melissa laughed, and picked up two of the sodas from the table. She carried one to her brother, and handed it to him. ``Here, Mountain Dew for my favorite younger brother.'' \n\nAdam cracked it open and took a drink. ``But I'm your only younger...oh, right.'' He stuck out his tongue, then glanced down at Alex, watching the smaller coyote squirm and make silly faces. ``Awww, you okay down there?'' \n\n``F-fuck you, Adam!'' Alex whimpered and curled up. Then just as quickly, the little yote uncurled and rolled over, groaning. ``Oooh, my frickin' nards!'' \n\n``Aww, you made him swear!'' Melissa ruffled her younger brother's black-tipped ears. ``You're getting really good at sacking your friends. I'm so proud!'' \n\nAdam laughed and pushed her hand away, grinning. ``I learned from the best!'' \n\n``Duh, you did.'' She popped open her own soda and sipped it. ``Speaking of which, where'd this `best fox' thing come from?'' \n\n``It's a title he gave himself.'' Tom padded over, a bounce in his gait, and still without his shirt. ``First it was him and Sam arguing who was best, then it got worse when Jay moved here.'' \n\n``Jay?'' Melissa splayed an ear. ``Don't think I know him.'' \n\n``He's a red fox, like us.'' Adam took another drink, watching Alex rolling around. ``He's my age. Only, he's like, so geeky!'' \n\nMelissa quirked a brow. ``You're wearing pajamas with dragons on them.'' \n\n``Yeah, but...'' Adam looked himself over, huffing. ``Okay, fine. Anyway, I have to make it clear who the best fox is, because-''\n\nMax suddenly stepped between them, posing dramatically, held tilted back. ``There can be only one!'' \n\nAdam slapped him over the head. ``I was gonna say that!'' \n\n``Ow!'' Max rubbed his head, then made a halfhearted attempted to backhand Adam in the crotch. \n\nThe fox danced away, laughing. ``Nice try, but you gotta work harder than that to get...'' He threw his fists up once out of range. ``Best Fox!'' \n\nMelissa splayed her ears. ``You nerds are so weird.'' Then she nudged Max. ``You gotta do it surprise. Adam's pretty good at dodging, if he sees you coming.'' \n\n``Yeah, I've noticed.'' Max grunted, rubbing himself through his pjs. ``He sack-tapped me like three times last sleepover, and I still haven't gotten him back!'' \n\nAdam glared at the lion ``And you deserved it, because...'' He waved at his sister. ``You know.''\n\nMelissa just laughed, making a show of looking Max up and down. ``Guess if I give him another handie, he's gonna have to buy a cup.'' She turned towards the table, brushing her tail across Max's crotch. She fetched his soda and handed it to him. ``Mountain Dew for best lion.'' \n\n``Best lion's about to have best chubby.'' Adam giggled to himself. \n\nAlex pushed himself up onto his knees, groaning a little. ``Did you say Max has the best chubby?''\n\n``That's what I heard, too!'' Melissa went to the couch behind Max and flopped onto it. ``I didn't know you and Max were that kind of friends.'' \n\n``In hindsight,'' Adam said, rolling his Mountain Dew can between his hands. ``That was not my best word choice of all time.'' \n\n``Not in the least.'' Melissa snatched Max's tufted tail, tugging it. ``C'mere, Kitten Marbles, you can sit with me.'' \n\n``Still don't have kitten marbles,'' Max said, muttering under his breath. He settled onto the couch next to her, offering a shy smile. ``Hi.'' \n\n``Hi, Max.'' Melissa circled an arm around his waist, pulling him against her. She stroked his side, then gently squeezed his hip. He shivered, leaning into her affection. Melissa nosed at his ear. ``Having a good night?'' \n\n``Y-yeah.'' \n\n``And lion chubby in three...two...one...'' Adam pointed at Max's crotch, where a noticeable bulge had developed in his pajamas. ``Lift off achieved!'' \n\n``Shut up, Adam!'' Max growled, his tail lashing. ``You get one every time you snuggle Sarah!'' \n\nAdam shrugged, smirking at the lion. ``I guess mine are a lot more noticeable than yours.''\n\n``You'd know, Captain Sneak-A-Peek.'' Melissa stuck her tongue out at her brother. She leaned against Max, lowering her voice as if speaking just to him. ``I bet you dorks have flashed each other your boners before, anyway.'' \n\n``Actually...'' Tom pushed his glasses up his muzzle. ``This one time? Max and I didn't really know what knots were, and Adam and them didn't know what barbs were, so-''\n\n``And this other time?'' Adam took a few menacing steps towards the cheetah. ``Tom got kicked where it counts, for blabbing too much!'' \n\n``Okay, okay, leave my balls out of this!'' Tom bared his fangs, hissing. \n\n``Oh my god!'' Melissa's ears shot up. She nosed at Max's ear, drumming her fingers against the lion's thigh. ``So you guys really did show each other your boners?''\n\n``Well, that's...'' Max gulped. Her touch left him shivering, but her question left his ears flattened back. ``Not exactly the events that occurred, but...''\n\nWhen he trailed off, Melissa knew he was hiding something. Had they done more than just flash each other? ``Okay, you can't leave me hanging that way, what did you-'' \n\n``And this other time?'' Adam gestured at Tom with his soda can. ``Spotty nards over here totally came in his sleeping bag!'' \n\nTom gave a horrified gasp. ``Shut up, sheath-lick!''\n\nMelissa's eyes widened. ``You mean like, he came, came?''\n\n``Yeah!'' Adam burst out laughing, with Max and Alex joining in. ``In his pajamas and everything!'' \n\nTom growled, stomping a foot. ``You promised you wouldn't tell!'' He turned towards Melissa, waving his hand at everyone else. ``It's their fault, they made me do it!'' \n\n``All three of you?'' Melissa gave Adam a baffled look. ``I knew you were curious, but I didn't know you guys had done anything together yet.''\n\n``That's not...'' Adam stammered, licking his nose. ``We didn't even touch it!'' \n\nMax set his soda aside to fidget with his pajamas. ``It was an accident!'' \n\nMelissa set her hand between the lion's legs. His still-rigid feline erection greeted her palm, with just a thin layer of fabric between them. He sucked in a breath and went still, fighting back a groan when Melissa gave him a slow, tender rub. ``You mean you were doing this, and accidentally set him off?'' \n\n`C'mon, Mel. In front of me?'' Adam looked away, flattening his ears. ``And no, not like that.''\n\n``Just tell me what happened, already.'' Melissa returned her arm to it's place around the lion's waist.\n\n``I had morning wood!'' Tom huffed, glaring at Adam. ``And these jerks thought it would be funny to roll me around on it!'' \n\n``He was in his sleeping bag.'' Max spoke up after collecting himself. He adjusted his glasses, and licked his nose. ``Laying on his belly. And out of nowhere, he just announces to everyone, that he's got major morning wood!'' \n\nAdam lifted his voice to a higher register. ``I totally got major morning wood right now, you guys!'' \n\n``I don't talk like that!'' Tom balled up his fists, then turned towards Melissa. ``And I didn't say it like that, either. I just said I had morning wood. Cause I did. Kinda like Max has total evening wood, right now.'' \n\n``There's no such thing as evening wood.'' Alex stood up and limped to a recliner. ``Max just has a normal boner.'' \n\nAdam smirked at the coyote. ``I mean, even morning wood is really just a boner you get in the morning.'' \n\nMelissa grit her teeth, slipping her hand down between Max's legs again. This time, she found a lion testicle hidden in his pajamas, and trapped it between her thumb and a few fingers. Max squeaked and tensed up. Melissa smiled at him, rolling the trapped ball around. ``Finish the story, or I start pinching.'' \n\nAdam shrugged, flicking his tail. ``I don't care if you pinch Max's nard.'' \n\n``Thanks a lot, asshat!'' Max gnashed his teeth, then set a hand over Melissa's. ``Okay, okay, don't pinch it, huh? Basically, Tom was laying on his belly, and Adam thought it would be funny if all piled on his back while he had a boner. Just to make it uncomfortable, I guess? And so we like dogpiled on him, and started rocking him around on the floor. And...well, you can guess what happened, right?'' \n\n``Really?'' Melissa released her tender captive, turning her gaze onto Tom. ``That set you off?'' And she'd thought her foot had him ready to spill in a hurry the other day. This was even worse.\n\n``Well...'' Tom rubbed his spotted arm, huffing. ``I'm not exactly...yanno, experienced! And I tried to tell them! He gulped, flattening his ears in embarrassment. ``It was trapped between my belly fur and my sleeping bag. So wasn't getting squished, more like...rubbed back and forth.'' \n\n``He was all...'' Adam raised his voice again. ``Guys...guys! You're gonna make me....nrrrrhh! And then...'' He waggled his fingers near his own crotch. ``Sploosh!''\n\nMelissa laughed, shoulders shaking. ``Oh my god! So you cheetahs are that quick!''\n\n``It was not that quick!'' Tom growled, spotted tail whipping at the air. ``It was like, five minutes straight, they just wouldn't stop!'' \n\n``It was like five seconds, maybe.'' Adam cackled along with his sister. ``I thought he was joking! So we kept rocking him! Then all of a sudden, his back was arching, and you could totally tell he was cumming! I had to get him some clean pajamas, and let him use our washing machine like, all day.'' \n\n``That's hilarious!'' Melissa nudged the lion with her elbow. ``How come you never told me that?'' \n\n``We promised Tom we wouldn't.'' He leaned around Melissa to peer at the cheetah. ``So I'd like to point out that it was Adam who blabbed, not me.'' \n\n``Yeah, well, know what else is hilarious?'' Tom suddenly surged towards Adam, grabbing the waistband of the male fox's pajamas. ``Fox balls!'' \n\nWith that, Tom yanked Adam's pants all the way to the floor. As usual, Adam wasn't wearing any underwear beneath his pajamas. In an instant, his vulpine sheath and testicles were completely exposed. Adam's balls hung loose, snowy-white pecans dangling free under his white-furred sheath. He yelped and stumbled, trying to get his pants up, his bits jostling.\n\n``Oh my god!'' Melissa erupted into fresh laughter, pointing at his genitals. ``Fox stuff, fox stuff! Look at those bouncy little snowballs!''\n\n``Shut up, Melissa!'' Adam bent over to grasp his pants, white pouch jiggling under his red furred butt. ``You're friggin' dead, Tom!''\n\nAlex giggled like mad from his chair. ``His tail looks like a fluffy red rooster sitting on a couple of eggs!'' \n\n``Screw off, Alex!'' Adam yanked his pajamas back up, wriggling and adjusting them. ``How'd you all frickin' like if I made you flash your sheaths and balls to your sisters?'' \n\nMax held his hands up. ``I had nothing to do with it!'' \n\n``Yeah,'' Melissa said, nudging the lion. ``But you'd look adorably embarrassed if I pansted you in front of Sarah.'' \n\n``And I don't have any sisters!'' Tom hurried around behind the couch, resting his hands on it. ``So nyah!'' \n\n``You got girl cousins, right?'' Adam growled at Tom, following him around the couch. ``I'm gonna yank your pants down in front of them!''\n\nTom swayed his hips, tail swishing. ``Ooooh, Adam just can't wait to get me outta my pants!''\n\nAdam snarled. ``You literally just yanked my pants down!'' \n\n``Yup!'' Tom dashed around to the front sofa, standing in front of Melissa and Max again. ``And everyone saw your sheath and balls, even your sister!'' \n\nThe vixen giggled as she snuggled the lion, casually stroking his thigh. ``Sure did! Max's are cuter, though.''\n\nMax flashed her a sheepish, yet delighted grin. Before he could reply, Adam leaned over the back of the sofa to snatch up a pillow. \n\n``Shut up, Tom!'' The fox hefted his makeshift weapon. ``Everyone's gonna see your sheath and balls next!'' \n\nMelissa glanced back at her brother. ``Haven't you all seen each other naked before anyway? I know you guys go skinny dipping.'' \n\n``That's not the point!'' Adam growled at the cheetah, sizing up his aim.\n\n``Whatever, pervert! You just think I'm sexy!'' Tom laughed and stuck his tongue out at Adam, only for the fox to hurl the couch cushion right into his face. It hit him hard enough to send him stumbling back. ``OW! My nose!'' Tom grabbed his muzzle in both hands. ``Dude, you're gonna break my glasses! Time out!'' \n\n``Hey Adam?'' Melissa shot her brother a wicked grin. ``Don't say I never did anything for you.'' \n\nWhile the cheetah was distracted, Melissa seized the opportunity to join in on the pantsing game. She jumped off the couch and grabbed the waistband of Tom's sweatpants. Tom gasped and reached for her hands, but by then it was too late. In a single smooth motion, Melissa yanked Tom's pajamas down to the floor, fully revealing the geeky cheetah's privates. \n\nUp close, the cheetah's sheath and balls were similar to those of a lion. Tom's pale, beige-gold sheath was short and snug, with his fuzzy cheetah testicles hanging a bit loose beneath it. One was slightly lower than the other. And Melissa finally had the answer to her question from the other day. Yes, a cheetah's spots did go all the way down. Tiny ebony circles marked both his sheath, and his scrotum, with larger spots across his otherwise yellow-gold butt. \n\nTom shrieked as the rest of the room erupted in laughter. Before he could get his pants back up, Melissa shoved him. Tom stumbled towards the couch and his feet got caught up in his pajamas. With a yowl, the geeky cheetah toppled over into a gangly, naked heap. \n\n``Nice scrotal markings, Cheetah!'' Max cackled in glee, his tail flicking. \n\n``Scrotal markings?'' Melissa flopped back next to him, giggling with the others. ``Okay, Professor.''\n\n``It means ball spots!'' Alex laughed so hard he ended up clutching his ribs. ``And he's right! Nice ball spots, Tom!'' \n\n``Like you haven't seen them before, you little pervert!'' Tom snapped his teeth, trying to untangle his feet from his pajamas. \n\n``Thanks for the assist, Melissa!'' Adam hurried to Tom, crouching down to grab his pants. ``These are mine, now!'' He yanked them off the cheetah's feet, and scrambled away. ``Victory for The Best Fox Siblings! Worst Cheetah loses, and has to go naked!'' He hurried back behind the sofa, hefting up the rumpled, Speed Demons pajamas. ``These are our victory trophy!''\n\n``That's weird, dude.'' Melissa shook her head, laughing. ``But you should totally hide those!'' \n\n``Good idea!'' Adam ran off, yipping laughter. \n\n``Hey!'' Tom pushed himself up to his hands and knees. ``That's not funny!'' \n\nOn his hands and knees, Tom presented a very clear view of his both his spotted butt and the feline testicles hanging under it. His long, slender tail quickly twitched in agitation. Melissa stared down at the lean feline's beige-furred balls and their tiny black spots. Before Tom could finish getting up, she lifted her foot, pressing her bare, black-furred toes into the younger cheetah's boy-pouch. Feline nuts outlined themselves against the fuzzy sack, resting against the vixen's foot. \n\nTom squeaked, wide-eyed and frozen in place. \n\n``Wow...'' Melissa wiggled her toes, making Tom's nuggets jiggle. ``You boys really do look exposed in that position!''\n\n``Ummm...'' Tom gulped, glancing at Melissa across his bare back. ``Please don't kick me in the nards!''\n\n``Too late, dude.'' Max shook his head and heaved a mock sigh. ``You're in the danger zone, now. No one ever gets Melissa's foot there, and survives.'' \n\nMelissa just laughed at that. ``Oh, please. I've been very nice tonight.'' \n\n``Could you, maybe...'' Tom flicked his tail against Melissa's leg. ``Keep being nice? Asking for my two best friends.'' \n\n``I could be...'' Melissa wiggled her toes again. The cheetah's scrotum was warm, and each plump feline grape was distinct against her toes. She curled her arm around Max's middle, snuggling her favorite nerdy lion again. ``Whatcha think, Max?'' \n\nMax licked his nose. ``Of what? Your foot in his balls?'' He scrunched his muzzle. ``It's sorta cute, I guess. They guess they do look pretty funny, like that.''\n\nMelissa blinked, then tilted her head, her ears splayed. ``No, Professor! I meant, should I crack his nuts, or not?'' \n\n``Oh, of course, um...'' Max adjusted his glasses, his ears pinned. ``I-I knew that. And...as a fellow owner of testicles, who understands how profoundly they ache, my vote is for you to be merciful.'' When Melissa only stared at him, Max offered her a sheepish grin. ``Um, that is to say, yeah, maybe don't kick him in the balls this time.'' \n\n``Thanks buddy!'' Tom lifted a hand away from the floor to offer a thumbs up. ``So, uh, Melissa...can I go find my pants now?'' \n\n``Nope! You're gonna wait here while Adam hides them.'' Melissa lifted her foot higher, further outlining the fat, slightly rounded ovals of the cheetah's balls. ``But, if you do what I tell you, at least you won't get kicked.'' \n\nTom sighed, hanging his head. ``Fiiine. What do I gotta do?''\n\nAlex folded his arms. ``Probably say some crap about how girls rule.'' \n\nMelissa flashed the coyote a grin. ``You boys know me so well. But no, not that.'' She returned her attention to the cheetah. ``First? I want you to roll over onto your back.''\n\nThe vixen pulled her foot back to give Tom some room. He eased over slowly, first to his side, then towards his back. Melissa's eyes remained locked on his privates, save for a quick glance to confirm the other two boys were staring as well. Both were. Melissa suspected they were at least bi-curious, if not more. Casual as could be, Melissa rested her hand on Max's crotch. The scrawny lion was definitely still erect. \n\nShe stroked him through his pants, happy to encourage his curiosity. Melissa whispered into the shuddering lion's ear. ``It's cute you can't look away.'' \n\nMax immediately did just that, as if she'd broken some spell. Instead of staring at Tom's bits, he buried his face against her shoulder, murmuring something incomprehensible. \n\nOnce Tom was on his back, Melissa nudged the naked cheetah's feet with hers to get him to spread his wiry legs. He did so, and his feline balls hung down towards his butt. The left one was a little plumper than its companion. Tom's sheath looked thicker than before, with a hint of red peeking out from its tip. Melissa brushed her toes up and down one of Tom's thighs, teasing the silken fur there. \n\n``Yer rufflin' my markings,'' Tom said, shivering. An inch or so of pointed, feline penis revealed itself. \n\n``Looks like I'm doing more than that.'' Melissa shifted her foot to his other thigh, teasing it the same way. \n\nMax lifted his head again, clucking his tongue. ``Geez, Tom, you're getting a boner while people are watching?'' \n\n``Oh shut up!'' Tom folded his arms over his bare chest. ``You've had one all damn night!'' \n\n``Not all night!'' Max thumped his tufted tail against the couch. \n\n``Yeah, dummy!'' Alex leaned forward, his ears perked and muzzle parted in canine smirk. ``He's only had one since Melissa started snuggling him.'' \n\nTom hissed at the younger canine. ``What are you, the boner police? How long have you had yours?''\n\nAlex gave an embarrassed yip, shifting himself in his pajamas. With all the cushions around him in the big recliner, Melissa couldn't tell if the coyote actually had an erection or not. But given his reputation for getting them when skinny dipping with the other boys, she wouldn't be surprised.\n\n``Enjoying the view, Alex?'' Melissa moved her foot back to the other side of Tom's sheath, rubbing it with her toes. It was very warm. Her touch stirred more of him to show itself. ``It's okay if you are, you know.''\n\nAlex swallowed hard, squirming, and adjusting himself again. ``M-maybe...''\n\nMelissa just giggled. ``Yote boner, yote boner...'' \n\n``Yeah, yeah.'' Alex leaned on the arm of the sofa. He pointed down to the floor. ``So, uh, weren't we all lookin' at that naked cheetah?'' \n\n``We sure were,'' Melissa said, returning her focus to Tom. ``Now, there's something I want to ask you about. And my foot?'' She lifted it, wiggling her toes in the air. ``Is going to make sure you tell me the truth.'' She plopped it down against his sheath and balls. ``Can you guess how?''\n\nTom grunted, his legs coming together. ``I got an idea, yeah.'' \n\n``I bet! But, if you're a good kitten?'' Melissa rolled her foot in a circle against his sheath. The rest of the cheetah's cock quickly slipped free beneath her toes, hot and slick. ``Maybe I'll finish what I started in gym the other day. But if don't play along?'' The vixen trapped his nuts beneath her foot. ``I step on your balls till you change your mind. Got it?'' \n\n``G-got it!''\n\n``Good! But first, let's take a look at what you've got.'' \n\nMelissa lifted her foot, revealing the cheetah's erection. His tapered feline penis lay against his lower belly, bright red against pale yellow-gold fur and black spots. Tom's balls were snugger now, outlining the delicate spheres against the furry skin. She leaned forward for a closer look, faintly able to make out the odd little bumps marking his barbs. The vixen was quite pleased to see the other boys leaning forward for a better look, too. \n\n``Cheetah chubby, cheetah chubby!'' Melissa nudged it back and forth with her foot.\n\n``Cheetah chubby, cheetah chubby!'' Alex joined in with Melissa's silly chant. ``Tom's got a bo-ner!''\n\n``And I'm starting to think Tom likes showing it off.'' Max turned his attention to Melissa, smirking. ``But see? I told you I didn't have kitten marbles. Mine are totally bigger than Tom's!'' \n\nMelissa slipped a hand between Max's legs, rubbing his balls through his pajamas as if to refresh her memory of their size. ``Yeah, yours are bigger. Cuter, too. But you've both got kitten marbles.'' \n\n``Yeah, well,'' Max said, his voice trembling from Melissa's touch. ``My erection's bigger, too!'' \n\nAlex giggled, glancing towards the couch. ``I'm gonna have ask Melissa for verification.'' \n\nMelissa nudged Max with her elbow. ``It might be a little bigger. I'd tell him to prove it, but we all know Max isn't brave enough.'' \n\nMax glared at her, baring a few fangs, ears pinned. ``Since when? I was brave to show you!'' \n\n``You sure were!'' Melissa cradled his cheek, cooing to him. ``But are you brave enough to show it in front of Tom and Alex, and prove lions are bigger than cheetahs?'' \n\n``Umm...'' Max gulped, scratching at his patchwork mane. He flicked his tail tuft against the sofa. ``Okay, but I'm only flashing it for a second.'' \n\nAlex scooted forward, giggling again. ``Do it, then! I bet Tom's bigger...'' \n\n``I'm totally bigger!'' Tom pushed up onto his elbows, looking down at himself. ``But if I'm not? It's only because you're a lion!'' \n\nMax slowly rose to his feet. His leonine boner jutted out against his pajamas, clearly outlined. ``Oh...okay, umm...'' He shifted his weight, glancing at Melissa. ``I'm only doing this cause you asked, but...h-here goes...'' \n\nWhen Max turned towards the other boys, Melissa decided to speed things up before nervousness stole the lion's chubby. She reached out and yanked down Max's black and red checkered pajama pants. His leonine erection sprang up, jutting towards the ceiling. It overlapped the very bottom of his shirt. His golden-furred balls quickly tightened up thanks to the influx of cooler air surrounding them. \n\n``There!'' Melissa straightened enough to circle her arms around Max's waist. ``Lion boner!'' \n\nAlex leaned forward to point at it, staring. ``Lion boner, lion boner!'' \n\n``H-hey!'' Max bubbled with nervous, embarrassed laughter, the inside of his ears flushing red. ``It was only supposed to be a flash!'' \n\n``And now it's a pantsing!'' Melissa leaned around him to peer at his erection. ``Besides, now you get to enjoy seeing my muzzle near it.'' The lion's penis was just as she remembered, pointed, red and smooth aside from the little barbs encircling part of it. It was very similar to the cheetah's, but a little larger, as were his balls. ``See? Max is bigger.'' \n\n``Heh...'' Max shifted his weight, though the favorable comparison seemed to have eased the worst of his embarrassment, if only for a moment. ``Told you, Tom!'' \n\n``You're still both total geeks.'' Melissa trailed her hands down Max's body, tantalizingly close to his most private parts. ``But you're both kinda sexy, too. And you're both fucking adorable.'' She curled her fingers around the lion's naked balls. He tensed up, holding his breath. ``And if you ever tell anyone outside this house I said that? I'm gonna use these for stress balls.''\n\nTom snickered. ``I thought we already decided no one cares if you squish Max's nuts?''\n\nMelissa just rolled her eyes. ``You idiots know what I mean.'' She released Max's balls, sparing Alex a quick smirk. ``Your turn.'' \n\n``Wh-what?'' Alex went wide-eyed. \n\n``You got a boner too, don't you?'' Melissa's hands roamed up and down Max's hips in plain view of the other boys. ``Wanna show it to us? Let me compare canine to feline?''\n\nAlex looked down at himself. The outline of the coyote's erection in his sweatpants was a visible now. ``M-maybe...''\n\n``Hah, you guys aren't gonna believe where I hid Tom's pants!'' Adam trotted back into the room, unable to see what was happening at first. ``He's never gonna find...'' Then he came around the couch, trailing off. The nerdy fox's gaze wandered from feline boner to feline boner, getting wider and wider. Finally he stared at Melissa, muzzle agape. ``What the fuck is going on?'' \n\nMelissa released Max and flopped back onto the sofa, laughing. ``Sorry, my fault!'' \n\nAdam picked up his mountain dew and took a long drink while Max struggled to yank his pants back up. He wiped his muzzle. ``Sheesh! I'm gone like five minutes, and there's practically an orgy going on!'' \n\n``S-sorry, dude!'' Max managed to get his pants back up, his erection rapidly retreating. He dropped onto the couch next to Melissa. ``It was a dare!'' \n\nAdam only glared at the lion and vixen. ``Can't you two at least wait until everyone else has gone to bed?'' \n\nMelissa shrugged. ``Would you wait, if you were sleeping over at Max's, and Sarah was teasing you?'' \n\nThe fox grit his jaw, working his soda between his hands. ``Okay, okay, that's fair.'' He nudged the naked cheetah's hip. ``But what's your excuse?''\n\nMelissa answered before Tom could. ``His excuse is, after your sleeping bag story, I wanted to see if cheetahs are always that quick.'' She returned her foot to Tom's privates, gently teasing his retreating erection into standing at full attention once more. Tom shuddered, eyes rolling. ``Plus I sorta owe him one.'' \n\n``Oh, God.'' Adam flopped into an empty chair. ``Well...'' He sipped his soda. ``At least that won't take long.''\n\n``You seem awfully sure about that.'' Melissa stared at her brother, who suddenly couldn't meet her gaze. ``You speaking from experience?'' \n\nAdam swallowed, and took a longer drink as silence fell over the room. ``I already told you about when we dogpiled on him.''\n\n``No, not that.'' Melissa slipped her foot down to press her toes into the younger cheetah's balls. ``Okay, Tom, truth-telling time! Earlier you said you didn't know what knots were, and he didn't know what barbs...wait.'' She sucked in a breath when it clicked. ``You guys all fooled around together? No way!'' \n\n``Not all of us!'' Alex sat up straight, muzzle agape. ``Max and I just watched!''\n\nAdam choked on his soda, coughing. ``That's...that's not...!'' \n\n``Damn, really?'' Melissa erupted into laughter, shaking her head. ``You and Tom, huh? I honestly thought it would be you and Alex. Hell, I was gonna suggest you two get some alone time tonight. Didn't know you already did stuff with Tom and let people watch.'' \n\n``What!?'' Alex bolted upright with a squeak of alarm, tan-furred ears plastered to his skull. \n\n``Don't be jealous, Alex,'' Melissa said, still laughing. ``Maybe Tom will share!''\n\n``That's not what we did!'' Tom held his hands up. ``We didn't even touch each other!''\n\nMelissa blinked a few times, confused. ``Then what the hell happened that's so embarrassing?'' She pressed her foot into Tom's balls, growling. The pressure made his erection lift from his belly. ``Either start explaining, or I start stepping!''\n\n``Okay, okay!'' Tom's muzzle scrunched up. ``Don't squish my nuts! So, this one time, a while ago, we had another big sleepover, right? It was winter, and we were having a snowball fight. And Adam got Max right in the nards!'' \n\nMelissa glanced at her brother. ``I'm so proud of you.'' \n\n``Uh...thanks.'' He hopped to his feet. ``I'm gonna go play games or something.'' \n\nMelissa pointed to the chair. ``Just sit down, it can't be that bad a story.'' \n\nWith a sigh, Adam sank back into the recliner. ``Fiiiiine.''\n\nMelissa curled her arm around Max, pulling him back into a snuggle. He eagerly cuddled against her, his eyes fixed upon her foot and the cheetah's genitals. The vixen rolled her foot back and forth against Tom's erection, rubbing it into his belly fur. He moaned and shivered, arching his back to press his heat against her pads. She moved her foot sideways, then traced the edge of it up and down the side of the cheetah's erection. It twitched and jumped alongside her toes. \n\n``Alright, Tom.'' Melissa switched feet, toying with his balls with her toes. ``Keep telling the story, and I'll keep going.''\n\nTom nodded, struggling to concentrate. ``I figured, if Adam was aiming for the nuts, so was I!'' Tom took a few breaths to steady himself, his tail curling in pleasure. ``Only, I missed, sort of.''\n\nAdam rubbed himself through his pants. ``Stupid cat hit me right in the frickin' knot!'' \n\n``I didn't even know he had a knot!'' Tom glared at the fox. ``So when he started yelling, ow, my knot, my knot, Max and I got really confused.''\n\nMelissa squeezed Max's hip. ``You mean even Professor Lion didn't know about knots?'' \n\n``I mean, sort of, but...'' Max rubbed the back of his patchy mane. ``I thought that was only post ejaculatory.'' He pointed at Adam and Alex. ``They didn't know we had barbs, at all!'' \n\nAlex scrunched his muzzle. ``Health class didn't really go that kind of fine detail.''\n\nThe vixen bumped her toes against Tom's fuzzy almonds. ``What happened next?'' \n\n``Well...'' The cheetah trailed off into a moan when she returned to giving him slow, teasing strokes. ``We talked about knots and...b-barbs! And we kinda decided...someone had to demonstrate.'' \n\nMelissa blinked. ``Demonstrate? You mean...'' She lifted her eyes to her brother, her ears perked. She curled her fingers, and made a stroking motion. ``In front of everyone?''\n\nAdam threw his hands up. ``Well, Alex was too chicken, and I got dared!'' He snatched his soda, took an angry drink, then pointed at Tom. ``He did it too!'' \n\n``You wanted to know what barbs were!'' Tom bared his fangs, hissing. ``And you said you wouldn't do it alone!''\n\n``Well, I wasn't gonna be the only one doing that!'' Adam thumped his can back down, folding his arms. ``There! Now you know, Melissa. Happy?'' \n\nMelissa only smiled. ``Of course! I didn't know you guys were that kinky. That's awesome, though. I'm glad you're not afraid to admit what you're into.''\n\n``That's not exactly...'' Adam curled his tail into his lap, picking invisible burrs from it. ``We weren't being kinky. Just...curious.'' \n\n``And I'm glad you're okay with that curiosity.'' She giggled, nosing at Max's ear. ``I bet you got a chubby from it, too.'' \n\nAdam smirked at his friend. ``He definitely did.''\n\n``Good boy.'' Melissa licked the embarrassed lion's ear, ignoring his murmured denials. ``I should just start making you guys go bottomless during sleepovers. You'd clearly enjoy it.'' \n\n``Would you go naked too?'' Tom sat up to gently stroke Melissa's foot. ``I'd probably do it, if you did.'' \n\n``I might consider it.'' Melissa rolled his hardness underfoot, earning a whimpering groan. ``So it was your idea for Adam to show off his knot, huh?'' \n\n``M-maybe...'' Tom settled back down again, eyes rolling. ``You're...gonna make me cum, you know...'' \n\n``Yeah. I am.'' Melissa flashed Alex a toothy smile, ears up in mischievous curiosity. ``Since you watched, who had the cuter orgasm face?''\n\nAlex wrung his hands, but couldn't hold back the sheepish smile creeping across his muzzle. ``Adam did.'' \n\n``Shut up...'' Adam crossed his eyes, staring at the wall. \n\n``Aww, don't be shy Adam, your boyfriend thinks you're cute!'' Melissa laughed, then ducked when Adam hurled a pillow at her. It sailed over the back of the sofa. ``Alright, alright, I had that one coming.'' She rested her head on Max's shoulder. ``So what about you, Kitten Marbles? Who's o-face did you think was better?'' \n\n``Honestly?'' Max peered at the cheetah, giggling. ``Tom's. The way his tear streaks got all scrunched up was pretty adorable.''\n\n``That does sound pretty cute, actually.'' She lifted her foot so everyone could see the cheetah's genitals. ``You guys wanna see him blow under my foot?'' \n\n``I mean...okay.'' Max licked his nose, shrugging. ``Never seen it happen that way, before.'' \n\nAlex rubbed his muzzle. ``I feel like I'm being corrupted and pulled into a sex cult, but...'' He lifted his ears and giggled. ``Yes!'' \n\nAdam propped his feet up on a footstool, arms still folded. ``I don't wanna see you do anything, but whatever. Won't take much. You could probably just talk about it and Tom would finish.'' \n\nThe vixen scooched forward on the sofa till her butt was nearly hanging over the edge. She wiggled her toes at Tom, then settled her footpaw between his legs. Melissa flexed her calf, pressing the cheetah's feline cock soft pads and warm belly fur. She rolled her ankle, working the trapped organ around in blissful motion. \n\nTom moaned, lifting his hips into her touch. He balled his hands up into fists, tongue poking from gaping muzzle. Melissa maintained a slow, rolling pace, trying to match the cheetah's breathing. She matched his inhalations with slow, side to side strokes against his own fur. When he whimpered and shivered she paused, letting her warmth and intimate touch keep him hard without pushing him over the edge. \n\nMelissa worked her black-furred foot down to his feline balls, toying with them beneath her toes. Then she worked back up to the cheetah's tip, where beads of wetness dribbled against her pads. Every motion left him trembling, groaning, and his tail curling. Tom's head lolled around, and his tongue peeked out between his teeth in wordless plea for her to finish him off. Yet every time she felt him tense, she paused just long enough for him to come back down. \n\nAll the while, the other geeks were silent. Max and Alex watched with wide eyes, and Adam struggled to avoid doing the same. While she pleasured the cheetah, Melissa watched Tom's face. All the little tremors of delight, the gasps and groans, each left its mark on his expression. His tear streaks scrunched, his ears flattened and left his glasses askew.\n\nMelissa teased Max, too. She licked and nibbled his ears, kissed his cheek. The vixen's hands roamed the lion's thighs, squeezing and kneading. Occasionally she let her hand reach his crotch, to caress him through his pajamas. Max was quite hard again, and her hand wandered his barely hidden length. \n\nShe nuzzled his ear, whispering. ``I want a naked lion in my room, tonight.'' \n\nMax returned her nuzzle and her breathless whisper. ``O-okay!'' \n\nThe vixen cradled Max's cheek, turning his head back towards Tom. ``Watch him finish with me!'' \n\nMelissa worked her foot swifter now. She rolled her ankle in a circle, massaging the cheetah's trapped erection. Tom gasped, a louder, sharper sound than before. Melissa pumped her footpaw, stroking the feline's cock in short, swift, and ceaseless motions. Tom's back arched, and he cried out she pushed him into the orgasmic abyss.\n\nTom's whole face scrunched up, wrinkling his tear streaks. His ears pinned back, and his muzzle gaped half-open, tongue curled in trembling bliss. The cheetah's maleness pulsed, but the pressure kept it pressed to his underbelly. Spurts of hot cheetah seed burst forth, one after another. They puddled on his spotted, beige-gold belly fur, just beyond Melissa's toes. Tom writhed, moaning and gasping, his face crinkled up the whole time. \n\nWhen Tom's delighted wriggling finally ceased, Melissa eased her foot back. She wiped it off on his thigh. ``You're right, Max. He does have a cute orgasm face.'' \n\nTom flopped against the carpet, limbs akimbo. Aside from his panting, he was completely still. ``Th-thanks...'' \n\n``You're welcome, Spots.'' Melissa leaned back against the couch, grinning. ``Enjoy yourself?'' \n\n``Uh huh!'' Tom lifted his head to flash an open-muzzle cheetah smile. ``Not exactly how I expected to lose my virginity, though.'' \n\n``That's not losing your virginity, dumbass.'' Adam chuckled, rising up to his feet. ``As the only one here who doesn't have a boner, I'll get you some paper towels.'' \n\n``Half-mast still counts as a boner, Adam.'' Alex stuck his tongue out at his friend. \n\n``It does not, and I'm not at half mast.'' Adam glared back at the coyote, who had taken to covering himself with a cushion. ``I dunno why you're hiding yours, though.'' \n\nTom half-heartedly grasped at Adam's feet. ``Can you get my pants, too?'' \n\nAdam shook his head. ``Oh, no. After that little spectacle, you may as well just go naked tonight.'' \n\nMelissa laughed, playfully swatting at her brother's tail as he passed. ``That's the spirit, Adam! Besides, that's gonna make learning to play DnD even more interesting.'' \n\nMax blinked, twisting around to stare at her with splayed ears. ``We're...we're still playing DnD?'' \n\n``We better be! It's still early.'' Melissa stretched her arms up over her head. ``What, you didn't think I was gonna help you with your boner right now, did you?'' \n\nMax squirmed, shrugging. ``I dunno...kinda hoped...'' \n\n``Nah.'' Melissa shook her head. ``I've already monopolized too much of poor Adam's sleepover. But don't worry. You and the boner-yote over there won't have blue balls forever. Your time will come eventually.'' She poked Max's nose, grinning. ``And when it does? So will you.'' \n\n","writing_bbcode_parsed":"Melissa leaned against the gymnasium wall, her arms folded. It was `free activity' gym class, and the vixen was bored to tears. Most of the students had organized into games of basketball or other sports. Melissa, though, wasn't interested in playing sports. For now, she found herself a niche, near some retractable bleachers, where she didn't think the teacher could spot her.
Earlier in the year, Melissa had loved PE. Not because of the activities, but because she'd shared the class with her two best friends, Sarah and Amanda. But with the arrival of a new semester came a new schedule, and Melissa had been sorted into a different gym period without her friends. In fact, she'd ended up in a mixed class with her younger brother Adam. Things had worked out better for him, with several of his best friends from their self-described Gathering of Nerds in the same period.
Though Melissa considered them friends too, she didn't feel like inserting herself into their group. As usual, the geeks were alternating between talking about books she'd never read, TV shows she never watched, and games she'd never played. When they weren't discussing their nerdy hobbies, they were getting into awkward attempts at clumsy roughhousing.
If there was any positive, it was that a few times a week one of them surprised another with an unexpected sack tap. That was always worth a good laugh. And more often than not, it was her brother Adam laughing and dancing away in victory. Melissa always laughed the hardest when it was Adam who delivered the finishing blow. She was awfully proud of the little brat every time he nailed one of his geeky friends.
A lanky, bespectacled cheetah ran laps around her brother and the other nerds. As usual, Tom hadn't stopped moving all period. He'd spent most of the class bounding in circles around his friends, or sprinting from one end of the room to the other. Melissa supposed young cheetahs just had too much extra energy to burn off.
Tom peeled off from the group and ran through the gymnasium again. This time he hurtled through several different pickup basketball games, mewling laughter and swatting at balls all the while. Swatting at balls. The thought made Melissa giggle. Now that was a sport she could get into.
Melissa pushed off from the wall, gazing around. Maybe she could go pester her brother, or some of the other girls. She did share the class with Sally, at least, the younger sister of her lion bestie. But at the moment Sally was busy with some of her own friends. They were playing something akin to indoor soccer, and making up their own rules.
``Hi Melissa!'' Tom skidded to a stop just in front of her.
The younger cheetah stood a head shorter than Melissa, and had a lean, lanky frame. He probably weighed about half as much as she did, but his slender build was normal for a cheetah. Evenly spaced black spots dotted his well-kept golden-beige fur. The spots were smaller across his face, and larger down his limbs and body. Glasses perched upon his slightly blunt, feline muzzle, hooked behind his rounded ears with soft loops. Ebony tear streaks stretched from the corners of his hazel-gold eyes, down to the back of his mouth. All the running left him panting, and his pink tongue tapped at his teeth. His spotted tail danced constantly behind him, as if impatient to return to running sprints. Tom's gym clothes were as generic as they came, a gray tank top, and red shorts.
``Hey, Spotty Kitten.'' Melissa offered him a smile, unfolding her arms. ``You didn't come to tell me another stupid dirty riddle, did you?''
Tom gulped, flattening his ears. He adjusted his crimson shorts as if the memory of their last recent encounter was enough to make his fuzzy balls ache. ``Umm...no, I think I'm out of dirty riddles.'' Then he bounced on his toes, a smile parting his muzzle. ``I did, however,'' Tom said, gesturing with a single finger. ``Get your brother and them back for putting me up to it!''
``Good job, Spots!'' Melissa reached out and ruffled up his fur, between his ears. ``So what's up?''
Tom made a noise halfway between a purr and laugh, batting her hand away. ``Quit rufflin' mah markings!''
``Markings don't ruffle, Tom.'' Melissa laughed, tweaking his left ear.
``Do so!'' Tom ducked her hand. ``They're made of fur, and fur ruffles! So now, I shall avenge them upon your tail!'' Tom darted around behind her.
``Good luck, Brat!'' The vixen whirled around quick as she could to keep her tail out of reach. She grabbed Tom's shoulder with one hand to stop him from trying again. ``Hey, speaking of spots.'' She ran a finger down his tank top, from his chest to his belly. ``Do those spots go all the way down?''
``Wouldn't you like to know!'' Tom circled her again, only to come to a dead stop. ``Wait...what?''
Melissa smirked at him, folding her arms. ``Do your kitten marbles have spots, too?''
Tom flashed her a toothy grin far more cheesy than suave. ``Maaaaaybe.'' He held up a single finger, wagging it at her. ``But they're not kitten marbles. Besides, isn't that what you call Max?''
Melissa glanced over to the young lion in question. Max was a little taller than Tom, and gangly, with a patchwork mane and thicker glasses. When he saw her looking, Max gave her a sheepish wave. She returned the wave, then stuck her tongue out at him. For a geeky little lion, there was something cute about him. And Melissa knew from personal experience that the lion's balls were a little bigger than she usually gave them credit for.
``He's got those big marbles.'' Melissa glanced down at Tom's crotch, giggling. ``You probably just got the regular little ones. So, do they got spots or what?''
``Maybe.'' Tom bounced on his toes, ignoring her insult. ``Maybe not. Guess you'll have to find out someday.''
Melissa perked a single ear. ``So you're asking to be pantsed in front of your friends? I can do that. Just ask Adam.''
Tom backpedaled a few steps. ``Nuh uh! That's not what I meant!'' The cheetah made a face. ``Besides, I'll have you know they're not kitten marbles.'' He glanced down at himself, tail flicking. ``They're at least kitten almonds! In the shells and everything!''
Melissa burst out laughing, shaking her head. ``You're such a weirdo, Tom.''
Tom just giggled and ran his hands over his ears, as if smoothing his fur for her. Much as Melissa hated to admit it, Tom was sort of adorable. God, she thought, she really had a thing for felines lately, didn't she? The conversation did leave her wondering, though. Did cheetahs look the same as lions, down there? And did they really have spots?
``Say, Tom, do you-''
``Tail-catching time!'' Tom darted around her again. ``I'm gonna get it!''
Melissa spun on her heels, trying to keep her tail out of his reach. ``Cut it out!''
``Nope, gettin' the tail!'' Tom ran faster, forcing Melissa to pivot as quickly as she could to keep up with the swifter feline.
``You keep this up, and you're never gonna get any tail!'' Melissa kept spinning, and Tom kept streaking around her, a blur of gold fur, black spots, and red shorts. ``Quit it!''
``Not until I declare victory!'' Tom's fingers brushed reddish fur. ``Which is inevitable! Cheetahs are faster than foxes!''
``Clumsier, too!''
Melissa stuck her foot out just as Tom made another circuit around her. His sneakers caught hers, and the cheetah tumbled to the ground in a whirling heap of lanky, spotted limbs. He rolled head over tail and ended up sprawled on his back. Tom's arms and legs splayed in all directions. He panted, tail tip twitching.
``Umm...meant to do that.'' Tom lifted his head to give her a sheepish grin.
With the way Tom's legs were parted, the outlines of the cheetah's sheath and balls showed themselves through his red gym shorts. Melissa was certain none of the geeks ever bothered to wear a cup, even in gym class.
``And I meant to do this!'' Melissa scooped up Tom's feet in her hands, hoisting them till his feline butt nearly left the ground. She spread the cheetah's legs far enough to further for the taut fabric of his shorts to further silhouette the feline's privates. ``You know what?'' Melissa nudged the toe of her sneaker against the bottom of the cheetah's testicles. They shifted under his clothes. ``You do have kitten almonds.''
``T-told you...'' Tom gulped, flattening back his spotted ears. He held his hands up towards her in supplication. ``You're not gonna kick me, are you? I didn't even tell you any dirty jokes this time!''
``Nah, I'm not gonna kick you.'' Melissa shifted her shoe back and forth, watching the cheetah's balls roll around, barely hidden by his clothing. ``Just tease you.''
``Nnrmm...'' The nerdy cheetah made an odd mewling noise. ``That's...'' His tail curled, then twitched. ``Kinda nice, actually.''
``First time a girl's touched them?'' Melissa smirked, bumping her shoe against the outline of Tom's sheath. ``Gently, I mean.''
``Nrrrh!'' Tom licked his muzzle, nodding. ``Y-yeah! If a shoe counts. N-never had someone play footsie with my stuff, before.''
``Not sure I'd call it footsie, but I would say it counts for touching it.'' The vixen rested her foot atop the feline's sheath. She glanced around to make sure no one of importance was paying attention, and then gently rubbed Tom up and down. ``Too bad I'm not doing this bare foot. Bet you'd get a chubby.''
``S-still am, actually.'' Tom offered her a guilty smile, ears splayed.
``Oh yeah?'' Giggling, Melissa rubbed her foot a little faster, and a little more firmly. ``I can't really tell.''
``Hey!'' Tom gnashed his teeth, folding his arms over his slender chest. ``It's not that small.''
``I meant because of my shoe, dumbass.'' Melissa shook her head, then worked her shoe in a slow, tender circle, caressing the feline's sheath and balls alike. There was definitely a new firmness present. ``Oh, there it is! Someone's got a cheetah chubby. This would be way more fun barefoot.''
``S-still...'' Tom swallowed, eyes half-lidded, breath coming in eager pants. ``P-pretty fun...''
``Awww, you like that?'' Melissa focused on the firmer bulge, rubbing her foot in a circle against it. The younger feline shivered, balling up his fists. His muzzle scrunched up behind his glasses as he nodded. ``Oooh, someone's enjoying themselves.''
Melissa lifted her foot, gazing down. The cheetah's erection was now thoroughly outlined against his shorts, threatening to peek out his waistband. She traced it with the edge of her shoe's sole, up and down, up and down.
``Uuhrrnn....'' Tom shivered again, his back arching. ``Ooohh! C-careful!''
``Careful?'' Melissa tilted her head, ears perked. ``Tom, are you close already?''
The inside of Tom's spotted ears went scarlet, and he stared across the gymnasium floor. ``It's never been touched by anyone else before, okay?''
``So it's not just cause you cheetahs are naturally quick, huh?'' Melissa moved her foot to the other side of Tom's boner, teasing it the same way. ``Always primed to blow in your shorts?''
Tom glared up at her through narrowed eyes, his tear-streaks crinkling. ``Very funny!''
``Nah, you're right...'' Melissa gently pressed her foot against the cheetah's hardon again. ``It won't be funny until you do shoot in your shorts.''
``W-w-w-wait!'' Tom grasped at her ankle, one ear splayed, the other perked, indecision etched across his half-open jaws and flicking tail. Part of him clearly wanted a chance to finish, despite the implications and the challenge of hiding the evidence in the locker room. ``I...I don't...''
``Wait for what?'' Melissa rubbed him with another circular motion, earning an trembling mew. ``Wait till I can do this when I'm bare foot, and all your friends can see? You're right, that would be more fun.'' She paused to pretend to think about. ``Maybe during Adam's sleepover on Friday.''
``What?'' Tom's eyes turned into great hazel-gold mirrors behind his glasses, wide and shining. His words all came out in a stumbling blur. ``That'snotwhatImeant!''
Somewhere, a whistle blew, and everyone else started heading for the locker rooms. With a sigh of mock frustration, Melissa lifted her foot and offered Tom a hand. ``Guess you're off the hook.'' Tom took her hand and she pulled him to his feet. She ruffled the fur between his ears. ``For now.''
The cheetah shoved her hand. ``Thought I said don't ruffle my markings!'' As he smoothed his fur, he peered at the lingering bulge in his shorts. ``Off the hook with you, maybe. Gonna get blue-balls now.''
``Yeah.'' Melissa reached down to cradle his erection, cooing to him. ``You are.'' Tom shuddered and bit his lip to hold in a gasp. Melissa gently explored him through the fabric. The size was a little smaller than Max's, but the shape felt similar. She wondered if it looked similar, too. Melissa nosed at Tom's ear. ``Show it to me?''
Tom's jaw dropped. He gaped at her in open-muzzle silence so long Melissa half-feared he'd suffered some kind of stroke. Finally Tom shook himself, gulped, and stared at his crotch. ``R-right now? But everyone will see me pull my shorts down! We'd have to wait till they leave...''
Melissa nearly smacked her forehead with a palm. Instead, she just shook her head. ``No, Spots. You don't gotta drop your pants You just gotta...'' She reached down towards his waistband, slipping a few fingers into his underwear. ``Tug `em open, a little.''
``Oh...r-right.'' Tom ran his hands back over his ears, licking his muzzle. ``I-I knew that. O-okay, go ahead.''
Smiling, Melissa pulled the waistband of Tom's shorts and boxers forward and away from his belly. She was instantly greeted by the sight of a pointed, feline erection jutting up towards her, eager for attention. It was red and tapered, and with a few tiny barbs, just like a lion's. Down below it, the fuzzy spheres of the nerdy cheetah's balls were just barely visible, though it was too dark to see if they had spots.
``Cute.'' Melissa leaned her head against his, staring down into his shorts. His dick twitched slightly. ``First person to see your boner?''
``First girl, anyway.'' Tom panted a few times. ``And it is so happy to be seen, right now.''
``Yeah, I can tell...'' Melissa blinked, and eased his shorts back in place. ``Wait, first girl?'' She folded her arms, smirking. ``Lemme guess, you get skinny dipping boners with the other boys, too?''
``Umm...'' Tom adjusted his boxers, trying to resituate himself as Melissa's younger brother Adam jogged over to him. ``No, actually, this one time--''
``This one time, Tom totally had a boner in the gym!'' Adam snatched at Tom's spotted tail, then started jogging away from Melissa, forcing Tom to follow. ``Quit perving on my sister already!''
Melissa laughed, following them towards the exit. She couldn't help but wonder if Adam was just trying to stop Tom from telling whatever story he was about to tell. She'd have to remember that for later. Just before the two of them vanished into the boys locker room, Melissa waggled her fingers at Tom, a tantalizing wave.
``See you at the sleepover, Spots!''
*****
Melissa carried three cans of mountain dew into her living room, towards the sound of loud, exuberant voices. It was Friday evening, and her younger brother Adam was having a sleep over while their mother was out of town. Melisa had decided to spent the night hanging out with the Gathering of Nerds. Supposedly there was going to be a DnD game later, and they were going to teach her how to play.
Then again, judging by all the clumsy roughhousing going on, Melissa wasn't sure they'd ever actually get to DnD. Earlier the boys had all climbed into their sleeping bags and knocked each other around. Now, two of them were wrestling, and the other two were chasing each other around the dark gray and blue furniture. Melissa paused to let them hurtle past. If she got bumped and spilled soda on the floor, she was gonna be pissed.
While Melissa waited for a clear route to the couch, she watched the two visiting felines run around. One of them was her favorite nerd of all. His name was Max, and he was an especially geeky little lion. Max was slightly shorter than Adam, with gangly golden-furred limbs and a patchwork mane perpetually coming in. He wore his usual nighttime attire, black and red checkered pajama pants a t-shirt adorned with an anime vixen.
Tom was also spending the night. Somehow, Max had stolen the lean cheetah's shirt. Tom was chasing him around the room, trying to get it back. The same rows of black spots that marked the cheetah's face and limbs ran all the way down his back. Lighter spots adorned the pale, creamy-beige fur of his belly. Tom now wore only black sweat pants with the words Speed Demons in golden letters down the side of each leg. Melissa had no why it was plural, or what it was referencing. From the looks of things, the Free Baller Virus had claimed another victim, and Tom was going commando like the others.
``Gimme back my shirt, loser!'' Tom scrambled after Max. Though the cheetah was faster, his speed was nullified by all the sharp zigs and zags the lion made. Tom clambered onto the dark gray couch, trying to take a short cut across it. ``Give it!''
``Make me, Thomas!'' Max giggled like mad, waving the other feline's shirt over his head.
``Feet off the couch, Tom!'' Melissa strode into the room while the way was clear. ``It's new!''
``Sorry, Melissa,'' Tom said, fidgeting with his pants before scrambling after Max again.
``Yeah, Tom!'' Adam called out from across the room. ``If Melissa gets in trouble for letting us mess up the new furniture, she'll have my nards in a frickin' jar!''
Adam was the tallest of the four boys, but still shorter, and scrawnier than his sister. They shared the same fur colors and patterns; rusty-red over most of their bodies, but snow-white from their chins to their bellies, and beyond. Each also had coal-black highlights to their hand and feet, ears and tail. Adam, though, lacked the ebony smudge beyond his nose that Melissa had. Glasses perched on Adam's muzzle, just like the other geeks. Cartoon dragons adorned his dark blue shirt and pajama pants.
Melissa laughed at Adam's suggestion, weaving her way around the scrabbling felines. ``Nah, if your nards were in a jar, I'd have to look at them.'' She set the sodas down on an end table. ``And buy a jar. I'd just squish the silly things.''
Adam was too busy wrestling with his best friend Alex to reply. Alex was the smallest of the gathered dorks. He was a coyote with gray and tan fur, and an especially bushy tail. Melissa watched him struggle to fend off Adam's attempts to best him in wrestling. Or at least, something akin to wrestling. They were standing up, grappling and struggling, trying to throw each other off balance and down to the floor. Given that how her brother outsized the coyote, it didn't really seem like a fair fight. Maybe she should even the odds.
When Alex glanced her way, she flashed him a smile, lifting her knee. ``Get him in the balls!''
Alex growled, struggling to push the taller fox off balance. ``I can't! We're playing...UFC rules!''
Melissa wasn't sure what that was. But whatever the rules were, apparently they meant little to Adam. The geeky fox suddenly stepped forward and jammed his knee right between the younger coyote's legs. Alex doubled over with a yelping cough, eyes popping out behind his thin glasses. Adam released his arms, and Alex grabbed his crotch, flopping onto his side.
``Awwwwww!'' Alex curled up with a high-pitched groan. ``My nuuuuuuts!''
``Woo!'' Adam thrust his fists into the air. ``Victory, for Best Fox!'' He jumped in place. ``Best Fox, Best Fox!''
The two felines stopping running around, and turned towards the stricken coyote. When they realized what happened, they started laughing.
``Oooh, right in the doggy bag!'' Tom pointed at Alex, shaking his head. ``That's gotta hurt!''
``Direct hit to the coyote testicles!'' Max giggled, adjusting his glasses. ``Subject incapacitated!''
``Uurrrrhhhnnn!'' Alex rocked back and forth, muzzle scrunched up and ears flat. ``I hate...you all...so much!''
Melissa gave a mock gasp. ``But I didn't do it! I was trying to get you to do that to Adam!''
``I hate...awwww...'' Alex squirmed a little more, then curled up into a fluffy ball of aching coyote. ``Everyone not named Melissa.''
``Score!'' Melissa laughed, and picked up two of the sodas from the table. She carried one to her brother, and handed it to him. ``Here, Mountain Dew for my favorite younger brother.''
Adam cracked it open and took a drink. ``But I'm your only younger...oh, right.'' He stuck out his tongue, then glanced down at Alex, watching the smaller coyote squirm and make silly faces. ``Awww, you okay down there?''
``F-fuck you, Adam!'' Alex whimpered and curled up. Then just as quickly, the little yote uncurled and rolled over, groaning. ``Oooh, my frickin' nards!''
``Aww, you made him swear!'' Melissa ruffled her younger brother's black-tipped ears. ``You're getting really good at sacking your friends. I'm so proud!''
Adam laughed and pushed her hand away, grinning. ``I learned from the best!''
``Duh, you did.'' She popped open her own soda and sipped it. ``Speaking of which, where'd this `best fox' thing come from?''
``It's a title he gave himself.'' Tom padded over, a bounce in his gait, and still without his shirt. ``First it was him and Sam arguing who was best, then it got worse when Jay moved here.''
``Jay?'' Melissa splayed an ear. ``Don't think I know him.''
``He's a red fox, like us.'' Adam took another drink, watching Alex rolling around. ``He's my age. Only, he's like, so geeky!''
Melissa quirked a brow. ``You're wearing pajamas with dragons on them.''
``Yeah, but...'' Adam looked himself over, huffing. ``Okay, fine. Anyway, I have to make it clear who the best fox is, because-''
Max suddenly stepped between them, posing dramatically, held tilted back. ``There can be only one!''
Adam slapped him over the head. ``I was gonna say that!''
``Ow!'' Max rubbed his head, then made a halfhearted attempted to backhand Adam in the crotch.
The fox danced away, laughing. ``Nice try, but you gotta work harder than that to get...'' He threw his fists up once out of range. ``Best Fox!''
Melissa splayed her ears. ``You nerds are so weird.'' Then she nudged Max. ``You gotta do it surprise. Adam's pretty good at dodging, if he sees you coming.''
``Yeah, I've noticed.'' Max grunted, rubbing himself through his pjs. ``He sack-tapped me like three times last sleepover, and I still haven't gotten him back!''
Adam glared at the lion ``And you deserved it, because...'' He waved at his sister. ``You know.''
Melissa just laughed, making a show of looking Max up and down. ``Guess if I give him another handie, he's gonna have to buy a cup.'' She turned towards the table, brushing her tail across Max's crotch. She fetched his soda and handed it to him. ``Mountain Dew for best lion.''
``Best lion's about to have best chubby.'' Adam giggled to himself.
Alex pushed himself up onto his knees, groaning a little. ``Did you say Max has the best chubby?''
``That's what I heard, too!'' Melissa went to the couch behind Max and flopped onto it. ``I didn't know you and Max were that kind of friends.''
``In hindsight,'' Adam said, rolling his Mountain Dew can between his hands. ``That was not my best word choice of all time.''
``Not in the least.'' Melissa snatched Max's tufted tail, tugging it. ``C'mere, Kitten Marbles, you can sit with me.''
``Still don't have kitten marbles,'' Max said, muttering under his breath. He settled onto the couch next to her, offering a shy smile. ``Hi.''
``Hi, Max.'' Melissa circled an arm around his waist, pulling him against her. She stroked his side, then gently squeezed his hip. He shivered, leaning into her affection. Melissa nosed at his ear. ``Having a good night?''
``Y-yeah.''
``And lion chubby in three...two...one...'' Adam pointed at Max's crotch, where a noticeable bulge had developed in his pajamas. ``Lift off achieved!''
``Shut up, Adam!'' Max growled, his tail lashing. ``You get one every time you snuggle Sarah!''
Adam shrugged, smirking at the lion. ``I guess mine are a lot more noticeable than yours.''
``You'd know, Captain Sneak-A-Peek.'' Melissa stuck her tongue out at her brother. She leaned against Max, lowering her voice as if speaking just to him. ``I bet you dorks have flashed each other your boners before, anyway.''
``Actually...'' Tom pushed his glasses up his muzzle. ``This one time? Max and I didn't really know what knots were, and Adam and them didn't know what barbs were, so-''
``And this other time?'' Adam took a few menacing steps towards the cheetah. ``Tom got kicked where it counts, for blabbing too much!''
``Okay, okay, leave my balls out of this!'' Tom bared his fangs, hissing.
``Oh my god!'' Melissa's ears shot up. She nosed at Max's ear, drumming her fingers against the lion's thigh. ``So you guys really did show each other your boners?''
``Well, that's...'' Max gulped. Her touch left him shivering, but her question left his ears flattened back. ``Not exactly the events that occurred, but...''
When he trailed off, Melissa knew he was hiding something. Had they done more than just flash each other? ``Okay, you can't leave me hanging that way, what did you-''
``And this other time?'' Adam gestured at Tom with his soda can. ``Spotty nards over here totally came in his sleeping bag!''
Tom gave a horrified gasp. ``Shut up, sheath-lick!''
Melissa's eyes widened. ``You mean like, he came, came?''
``Yeah!'' Adam burst out laughing, with Max and Alex joining in. ``In his pajamas and everything!''
Tom growled, stomping a foot. ``You promised you wouldn't tell!'' He turned towards Melissa, waving his hand at everyone else. ``It's their fault, they made me do it!''
``All three of you?'' Melissa gave Adam a baffled look. ``I knew you were curious, but I didn't know you guys had done anything together yet.''
``That's not...'' Adam stammered, licking his nose. ``We didn't even touch it!''
Max set his soda aside to fidget with his pajamas. ``It was an accident!''
Melissa set her hand between the lion's legs. His still-rigid feline erection greeted her palm, with just a thin layer of fabric between them. He sucked in a breath and went still, fighting back a groan when Melissa gave him a slow, tender rub. ``You mean you were doing this, and accidentally set him off?''
`C'mon, Mel. In front of me?'' Adam looked away, flattening his ears. ``And no, not like that.''
``Just tell me what happened, already.'' Melissa returned her arm to it's place around the lion's waist.
``I had morning wood!'' Tom huffed, glaring at Adam. ``And these jerks thought it would be funny to roll me around on it!''
``He was in his sleeping bag.'' Max spoke up after collecting himself. He adjusted his glasses, and licked his nose. ``Laying on his belly. And out of nowhere, he just announces to everyone, that he's got major morning wood!''
Adam lifted his voice to a higher register. ``I totally got major morning wood right now, you guys!''
``I don't talk like that!'' Tom balled up his fists, then turned towards Melissa. ``And I didn't say it like that, either. I just said I had morning wood. Cause I did. Kinda like Max has total evening wood, right now.''
``There's no such thing as evening wood.'' Alex stood up and limped to a recliner. ``Max just has a normal boner.''
Adam smirked at the coyote. ``I mean, even morning wood is really just a boner you get in the morning.''
Melissa grit her teeth, slipping her hand down between Max's legs again. This time, she found a lion testicle hidden in his pajamas, and trapped it between her thumb and a few fingers. Max squeaked and tensed up. Melissa smiled at him, rolling the trapped ball around. ``Finish the story, or I start pinching.''
Adam shrugged, flicking his tail. ``I don't care if you pinch Max's nard.''
``Thanks a lot, asshat!'' Max gnashed his teeth, then set a hand over Melissa's. ``Okay, okay, don't pinch it, huh? Basically, Tom was laying on his belly, and Adam thought it would be funny if all piled on his back while he had a boner. Just to make it uncomfortable, I guess? And so we like dogpiled on him, and started rocking him around on the floor. And...well, you can guess what happened, right?''
``Really?'' Melissa released her tender captive, turning her gaze onto Tom. ``That set you off?'' And she'd thought her foot had him ready to spill in a hurry the other day. This was even worse.
``Well...'' Tom rubbed his spotted arm, huffing. ``I'm not exactly...yanno, experienced! And I tried to tell them! He gulped, flattening his ears in embarrassment. ``It was trapped between my belly fur and my sleeping bag. So wasn't getting squished, more like...rubbed back and forth.''
``He was all...'' Adam raised his voice again. ``Guys...guys! You're gonna make me....nrrrrhh! And then...'' He waggled his fingers near his own crotch. ``Sploosh!''
Melissa laughed, shoulders shaking. ``Oh my god! So you cheetahs are that quick!''
``It was not that quick!'' Tom growled, spotted tail whipping at the air. ``It was like, five minutes straight, they just wouldn't stop!''
``It was like five seconds, maybe.'' Adam cackled along with his sister. ``I thought he was joking! So we kept rocking him! Then all of a sudden, his back was arching, and you could totally tell he was cumming! I had to get him some clean pajamas, and let him use our washing machine like, all day.''
``That's hilarious!'' Melissa nudged the lion with her elbow. ``How come you never told me that?''
``We promised Tom we wouldn't.'' He leaned around Melissa to peer at the cheetah. ``So I'd like to point out that it was Adam who blabbed, not me.''
``Yeah, well, know what else is hilarious?'' Tom suddenly surged towards Adam, grabbing the waistband of the male fox's pajamas. ``Fox balls!''
With that, Tom yanked Adam's pants all the way to the floor. As usual, Adam wasn't wearing any underwear beneath his pajamas. In an instant, his vulpine sheath and testicles were completely exposed. Adam's balls hung loose, snowy-white pecans dangling free under his white-furred sheath. He yelped and stumbled, trying to get his pants up, his bits jostling.
``Oh my god!'' Melissa erupted into fresh laughter, pointing at his genitals. ``Fox stuff, fox stuff! Look at those bouncy little snowballs!''
``Shut up, Melissa!'' Adam bent over to grasp his pants, white pouch jiggling under his red furred butt. ``You're friggin' dead, Tom!''
Alex giggled like mad from his chair. ``His tail looks like a fluffy red rooster sitting on a couple of eggs!''
``Screw off, Alex!'' Adam yanked his pajamas back up, wriggling and adjusting them. ``How'd you all frickin' like if I made you flash your sheaths and balls to your sisters?''
Max held his hands up. ``I had nothing to do with it!''
``Yeah,'' Melissa said, nudging the lion. ``But you'd look adorably embarrassed if I pansted you in front of Sarah.''
``And I don't have any sisters!'' Tom hurried around behind the couch, resting his hands on it. ``So nyah!''
``You got girl cousins, right?'' Adam growled at Tom, following him around the couch. ``I'm gonna yank your pants down in front of them!''
Tom swayed his hips, tail swishing. ``Ooooh, Adam just can't wait to get me outta my pants!''
Adam snarled. ``You literally just yanked my pants down!''
``Yup!'' Tom dashed around to the front sofa, standing in front of Melissa and Max again. ``And everyone saw your sheath and balls, even your sister!''
The vixen giggled as she snuggled the lion, casually stroking his thigh. ``Sure did! Max's are cuter, though.''
Max flashed her a sheepish, yet delighted grin. Before he could reply, Adam leaned over the back of the sofa to snatch up a pillow.
``Shut up, Tom!'' The fox hefted his makeshift weapon. ``Everyone's gonna see your sheath and balls next!''
Melissa glanced back at her brother. ``Haven't you all seen each other naked before anyway? I know you guys go skinny dipping.''
``That's not the point!'' Adam growled at the cheetah, sizing up his aim.
``Whatever, pervert! You just think I'm sexy!'' Tom laughed and stuck his tongue out at Adam, only for the fox to hurl the couch cushion right into his face. It hit him hard enough to send him stumbling back. ``OW! My nose!'' Tom grabbed his muzzle in both hands. ``Dude, you're gonna break my glasses! Time out!''
``Hey Adam?'' Melissa shot her brother a wicked grin. ``Don't say I never did anything for you.''
While the cheetah was distracted, Melissa seized the opportunity to join in on the pantsing game. She jumped off the couch and grabbed the waistband of Tom's sweatpants. Tom gasped and reached for her hands, but by then it was too late. In a single smooth motion, Melissa yanked Tom's pajamas down to the floor, fully revealing the geeky cheetah's privates.
Up close, the cheetah's sheath and balls were similar to those of a lion. Tom's pale, beige-gold sheath was short and snug, with his fuzzy cheetah testicles hanging a bit loose beneath it. One was slightly lower than the other. And Melissa finally had the answer to her question from the other day. Yes, a cheetah's spots did go all the way down. Tiny ebony circles marked both his sheath, and his scrotum, with larger spots across his otherwise yellow-gold butt.
Tom shrieked as the rest of the room erupted in laughter. Before he could get his pants back up, Melissa shoved him. Tom stumbled towards the couch and his feet got caught up in his pajamas. With a yowl, the geeky cheetah toppled over into a gangly, naked heap.
``Nice scrotal markings, Cheetah!'' Max cackled in glee, his tail flicking.
``Scrotal markings?'' Melissa flopped back next to him, giggling with the others. ``Okay, Professor.''
``It means ball spots!'' Alex laughed so hard he ended up clutching his ribs. ``And he's right! Nice ball spots, Tom!''
``Like you haven't seen them before, you little pervert!'' Tom snapped his teeth, trying to untangle his feet from his pajamas.
``Thanks for the assist, Melissa!'' Adam hurried to Tom, crouching down to grab his pants. ``These are mine, now!'' He yanked them off the cheetah's feet, and scrambled away. ``Victory for The Best Fox Siblings! Worst Cheetah loses, and has to go naked!'' He hurried back behind the sofa, hefting up the rumpled, Speed Demons pajamas. ``These are our victory trophy!''
``That's weird, dude.'' Melissa shook her head, laughing. ``But you should totally hide those!''
``Good idea!'' Adam ran off, yipping laughter.
``Hey!'' Tom pushed himself up to his hands and knees. ``That's not funny!''
On his hands and knees, Tom presented a very clear view of his both his spotted butt and the feline testicles hanging under it. His long, slender tail quickly twitched in agitation. Melissa stared down at the lean feline's beige-furred balls and their tiny black spots. Before Tom could finish getting up, she lifted her foot, pressing her bare, black-furred toes into the younger cheetah's boy-pouch. Feline nuts outlined themselves against the fuzzy sack, resting against the vixen's foot.
Tom squeaked, wide-eyed and frozen in place.
``Wow...'' Melissa wiggled her toes, making Tom's nuggets jiggle. ``You boys really do look exposed in that position!''
``Ummm...'' Tom gulped, glancing at Melissa across his bare back. ``Please don't kick me in the nards!''
``Too late, dude.'' Max shook his head and heaved a mock sigh. ``You're in the danger zone, now. No one ever gets Melissa's foot there, and survives.''
Melissa just laughed at that. ``Oh, please. I've been very nice tonight.''
``Could you, maybe...'' Tom flicked his tail against Melissa's leg. ``Keep being nice? Asking for my two best friends.''
``I could be...'' Melissa wiggled her toes again. The cheetah's scrotum was warm, and each plump feline grape was distinct against her toes. She curled her arm around Max's middle, snuggling her favorite nerdy lion again. ``Whatcha think, Max?''
Max licked his nose. ``Of what? Your foot in his balls?'' He scrunched his muzzle. ``It's sorta cute, I guess. They guess they do look pretty funny, like that.''
Melissa blinked, then tilted her head, her ears splayed. ``No, Professor! I meant, should I crack his nuts, or not?''
``Oh, of course, um...'' Max adjusted his glasses, his ears pinned. ``I-I knew that. And...as a fellow owner of testicles, who understands how profoundly they ache, my vote is for you to be merciful.'' When Melissa only stared at him, Max offered her a sheepish grin. ``Um, that is to say, yeah, maybe don't kick him in the balls this time.''
``Thanks buddy!'' Tom lifted a hand away from the floor to offer a thumbs up. ``So, uh, Melissa...can I go find my pants now?''
``Nope! You're gonna wait here while Adam hides them.'' Melissa lifted her foot higher, further outlining the fat, slightly rounded ovals of the cheetah's balls. ``But, if you do what I tell you, at least you won't get kicked.''
Tom sighed, hanging his head. ``Fiiine. What do I gotta do?''
Alex folded his arms. ``Probably say some crap about how girls rule.''
Melissa flashed the coyote a grin. ``You boys know me so well. But no, not that.'' She returned her attention to the cheetah. ``First? I want you to roll over onto your back.''
The vixen pulled her foot back to give Tom some room. He eased over slowly, first to his side, then towards his back. Melissa's eyes remained locked on his privates, save for a quick glance to confirm the other two boys were staring as well. Both were. Melissa suspected they were at least bi-curious, if not more. Casual as could be, Melissa rested her hand on Max's crotch. The scrawny lion was definitely still erect.
She stroked him through his pants, happy to encourage his curiosity. Melissa whispered into the shuddering lion's ear. ``It's cute you can't look away.''
Max immediately did just that, as if she'd broken some spell. Instead of staring at Tom's bits, he buried his face against her shoulder, murmuring something incomprehensible.
Once Tom was on his back, Melissa nudged the naked cheetah's feet with hers to get him to spread his wiry legs. He did so, and his feline balls hung down towards his butt. The left one was a little plumper than its companion. Tom's sheath looked thicker than before, with a hint of red peeking out from its tip. Melissa brushed her toes up and down one of Tom's thighs, teasing the silken fur there.
``Yer rufflin' my markings,'' Tom said, shivering. An inch or so of pointed, feline penis revealed itself.
``Looks like I'm doing more than that.'' Melissa shifted her foot to his other thigh, teasing it the same way.
Max lifted his head again, clucking his tongue. ``Geez, Tom, you're getting a boner while people are watching?''
``Oh shut up!'' Tom folded his arms over his bare chest. ``You've had one all damn night!''
``Not all night!'' Max thumped his tufted tail against the couch.
``Yeah, dummy!'' Alex leaned forward, his ears perked and muzzle parted in canine smirk. ``He's only had one since Melissa started snuggling him.''
Tom hissed at the younger canine. ``What are you, the boner police? How long have you had yours?''
Alex gave an embarrassed yip, shifting himself in his pajamas. With all the cushions around him in the big recliner, Melissa couldn't tell if the coyote actually had an erection or not. But given his reputation for getting them when skinny dipping with the other boys, she wouldn't be surprised.
``Enjoying the view, Alex?'' Melissa moved her foot back to the other side of Tom's sheath, rubbing it with her toes. It was very warm. Her touch stirred more of him to show itself. ``It's okay if you are, you know.''
Alex swallowed hard, squirming, and adjusting himself again. ``M-maybe...''
Melissa just giggled. ``Yote boner, yote boner...''
``Yeah, yeah.'' Alex leaned on the arm of the sofa. He pointed down to the floor. ``So, uh, weren't we all lookin' at that naked cheetah?''
``We sure were,'' Melissa said, returning her focus to Tom. ``Now, there's something I want to ask you about. And my foot?'' She lifted it, wiggling her toes in the air. ``Is going to make sure you tell me the truth.'' She plopped it down against his sheath and balls. ``Can you guess how?''
Tom grunted, his legs coming together. ``I got an idea, yeah.''
``I bet! But, if you're a good kitten?'' Melissa rolled her foot in a circle against his sheath. The rest of the cheetah's cock quickly slipped free beneath her toes, hot and slick. ``Maybe I'll finish what I started in gym the other day. But if don't play along?'' The vixen trapped his nuts beneath her foot. ``I step on your balls till you change your mind. Got it?''
``G-got it!''
``Good! But first, let's take a look at what you've got.''
Melissa lifted her foot, revealing the cheetah's erection. His tapered feline penis lay against his lower belly, bright red against pale yellow-gold fur and black spots. Tom's balls were snugger now, outlining the delicate spheres against the furry skin. She leaned forward for a closer look, faintly able to make out the odd little bumps marking his barbs. The vixen was quite pleased to see the other boys leaning forward for a better look, too.
``Cheetah chubby, cheetah chubby!'' Melissa nudged it back and forth with her foot.
``Cheetah chubby, cheetah chubby!'' Alex joined in with Melissa's silly chant. ``Tom's got a bo-ner!''
``And I'm starting to think Tom likes showing it off.'' Max turned his attention to Melissa, smirking. ``But see? I told you I didn't have kitten marbles. Mine are totally bigger than Tom's!''
Melissa slipped a hand between Max's legs, rubbing his balls through his pajamas as if to refresh her memory of their size. ``Yeah, yours are bigger. Cuter, too. But you've both got kitten marbles.''
``Yeah, well,'' Max said, his voice trembling from Melissa's touch. ``My erection's bigger, too!''
Alex giggled, glancing towards the couch. ``I'm gonna have ask Melissa for verification.''
Melissa nudged Max with her elbow. ``It might be a little bigger. I'd tell him to prove it, but we all know Max isn't brave enough.''
Max glared at her, baring a few fangs, ears pinned. ``Since when? I was brave to show you!''
``You sure were!'' Melissa cradled his cheek, cooing to him. ``But are you brave enough to show it in front of Tom and Alex, and prove lions are bigger than cheetahs?''
``Umm...'' Max gulped, scratching at his patchwork mane. He flicked his tail tuft against the sofa. ``Okay, but I'm only flashing it for a second.''
Alex scooted forward, giggling again. ``Do it, then! I bet Tom's bigger...''
``I'm totally bigger!'' Tom pushed up onto his elbows, looking down at himself. ``But if I'm not? It's only because you're a lion!''
Max slowly rose to his feet. His leonine boner jutted out against his pajamas, clearly outlined. ``Oh...okay, umm...'' He shifted his weight, glancing at Melissa. ``I'm only doing this cause you asked, but...h-here goes...''
When Max turned towards the other boys, Melissa decided to speed things up before nervousness stole the lion's chubby. She reached out and yanked down Max's black and red checkered pajama pants. His leonine erection sprang up, jutting towards the ceiling. It overlapped the very bottom of his shirt. His golden-furred balls quickly tightened up thanks to the influx of cooler air surrounding them.
``There!'' Melissa straightened enough to circle her arms around Max's waist. ``Lion boner!''
Alex leaned forward to point at it, staring. ``Lion boner, lion boner!''
``H-hey!'' Max bubbled with nervous, embarrassed laughter, the inside of his ears flushing red. ``It was only supposed to be a flash!''
``And now it's a pantsing!'' Melissa leaned around him to peer at his erection. ``Besides, now you get to enjoy seeing my muzzle near it.'' The lion's penis was just as she remembered, pointed, red and smooth aside from the little barbs encircling part of it. It was very similar to the cheetah's, but a little larger, as were his balls. ``See? Max is bigger.''
``Heh...'' Max shifted his weight, though the favorable comparison seemed to have eased the worst of his embarrassment, if only for a moment. ``Told you, Tom!''
``You're still both total geeks.'' Melissa trailed her hands down Max's body, tantalizingly close to his most private parts. ``But you're both kinda sexy, too. And you're both fucking adorable.'' She curled her fingers around the lion's naked balls. He tensed up, holding his breath. ``And if you ever tell anyone outside this house I said that? I'm gonna use these for stress balls.''
Tom snickered. ``I thought we already decided no one cares if you squish Max's nuts?''
Melissa just rolled her eyes. ``You idiots know what I mean.'' She released Max's balls, sparing Alex a quick smirk. ``Your turn.''
``Wh-what?'' Alex went wide-eyed.
``You got a boner too, don't you?'' Melissa's hands roamed up and down Max's hips in plain view of the other boys. ``Wanna show it to us? Let me compare canine to feline?''
Alex looked down at himself. The outline of the coyote's erection in his sweatpants was a visible now. ``M-maybe...''
``Hah, you guys aren't gonna believe where I hid Tom's pants!'' Adam trotted back into the room, unable to see what was happening at first. ``He's never gonna find...'' Then he came around the couch, trailing off. The nerdy fox's gaze wandered from feline boner to feline boner, getting wider and wider. Finally he stared at Melissa, muzzle agape. ``What the fuck is going on?''
Melissa released Max and flopped back onto the sofa, laughing. ``Sorry, my fault!''
Adam picked up his mountain dew and took a long drink while Max struggled to yank his pants back up. He wiped his muzzle. ``Sheesh! I'm gone like five minutes, and there's practically an orgy going on!''
``S-sorry, dude!'' Max managed to get his pants back up, his erection rapidly retreating. He dropped onto the couch next to Melissa. ``It was a dare!''
Adam only glared at the lion and vixen. ``Can't you two at least wait until everyone else has gone to bed?''
Melissa shrugged. ``Would you wait, if you were sleeping over at Max's, and Sarah was teasing you?''
The fox grit his jaw, working his soda between his hands. ``Okay, okay, that's fair.'' He nudged the naked cheetah's hip. ``But what's your excuse?''
Melissa answered before Tom could. ``His excuse is, after your sleeping bag story, I wanted to see if cheetahs are always that quick.'' She returned her foot to Tom's privates, gently teasing his retreating erection into standing at full attention once more. Tom shuddered, eyes rolling. ``Plus I sorta owe him one.''
``Oh, God.'' Adam flopped into an empty chair. ``Well...'' He sipped his soda. ``At least that won't take long.''
``You seem awfully sure about that.'' Melissa stared at her brother, who suddenly couldn't meet her gaze. ``You speaking from experience?''
Adam swallowed, and took a longer drink as silence fell over the room. ``I already told you about when we dogpiled on him.''
``No, not that.'' Melissa slipped her foot down to press her toes into the younger cheetah's balls. ``Okay, Tom, truth-telling time! Earlier you said you didn't know what knots were, and he didn't know what barbs...wait.'' She sucked in a breath when it clicked. ``You guys all fooled around together? No way!''
``Not all of us!'' Alex sat up straight, muzzle agape. ``Max and I just watched!''
Adam choked on his soda, coughing. ``That's...that's not...!''
``Damn, really?'' Melissa erupted into laughter, shaking her head. ``You and Tom, huh? I honestly thought it would be you and Alex. Hell, I was gonna suggest you two get some alone time tonight. Didn't know you already did stuff with Tom and let people watch.''
``What!?'' Alex bolted upright with a squeak of alarm, tan-furred ears plastered to his skull.
``Don't be jealous, Alex,'' Melissa said, still laughing. ``Maybe Tom will share!''
``That's not what we did!'' Tom held his hands up. ``We didn't even touch each other!''
Melissa blinked a few times, confused. ``Then what the hell happened that's so embarrassing?'' She pressed her foot into Tom's balls, growling. The pressure made his erection lift from his belly. ``Either start explaining, or I start stepping!''
``Okay, okay!'' Tom's muzzle scrunched up. ``Don't squish my nuts! So, this one time, a while ago, we had another big sleepover, right? It was winter, and we were having a snowball fight. And Adam got Max right in the nards!''
Melissa glanced at her brother. ``I'm so proud of you.''
``Uh...thanks.'' He hopped to his feet. ``I'm gonna go play games or something.''
Melissa pointed to the chair. ``Just sit down, it can't be that bad a story.''
With a sigh, Adam sank back into the recliner. ``Fiiiiine.''
Melissa curled her arm around Max, pulling him back into a snuggle. He eagerly cuddled against her, his eyes fixed upon her foot and the cheetah's genitals. The vixen rolled her foot back and forth against Tom's erection, rubbing it into his belly fur. He moaned and shivered, arching his back to press his heat against her pads. She moved her foot sideways, then traced the edge of it up and down the side of the cheetah's erection. It twitched and jumped alongside her toes.
``Alright, Tom.'' Melissa switched feet, toying with his balls with her toes. ``Keep telling the story, and I'll keep going.''
Tom nodded, struggling to concentrate. ``I figured, if Adam was aiming for the nuts, so was I!'' Tom took a few breaths to steady himself, his tail curling in pleasure. ``Only, I missed, sort of.''
Adam rubbed himself through his pants. ``Stupid cat hit me right in the frickin' knot!''
``I didn't even know he had a knot!'' Tom glared at the fox. ``So when he started yelling, ow, my knot, my knot, Max and I got really confused.''
Melissa squeezed Max's hip. ``You mean even Professor Lion didn't know about knots?''
``I mean, sort of, but...'' Max rubbed the back of his patchy mane. ``I thought that was only post ejaculatory.'' He pointed at Adam and Alex. ``They didn't know we had barbs, at all!''
Alex scrunched his muzzle. ``Health class didn't really go that kind of fine detail.''
The vixen bumped her toes against Tom's fuzzy almonds. ``What happened next?''
``Well...'' The cheetah trailed off into a moan when she returned to giving him slow, teasing strokes. ``We talked about knots and...b-barbs! And we kinda decided...someone had to demonstrate.''
Melissa blinked. ``Demonstrate? You mean...'' She lifted her eyes to her brother, her ears perked. She curled her fingers, and made a stroking motion. ``In front of everyone?''
Adam threw his hands up. ``Well, Alex was too chicken, and I got dared!'' He snatched his soda, took an angry drink, then pointed at Tom. ``He did it too!''
``You wanted to know what barbs were!'' Tom bared his fangs, hissing. ``And you said you wouldn't do it alone!''
``Well, I wasn't gonna be the only one doing that!'' Adam thumped his can back down, folding his arms. ``There! Now you know, Melissa. Happy?''
Melissa only smiled. ``Of course! I didn't know you guys were that kinky. That's awesome, though. I'm glad you're not afraid to admit what you're into.''
``That's not exactly...'' Adam curled his tail into his lap, picking invisible burrs from it. ``We weren't being kinky. Just...curious.''
``And I'm glad you're okay with that curiosity.'' She giggled, nosing at Max's ear. ``I bet you got a chubby from it, too.''
Adam smirked at his friend. ``He definitely did.''
``Good boy.'' Melissa licked the embarrassed lion's ear, ignoring his murmured denials. ``I should just start making you guys go bottomless during sleepovers. You'd clearly enjoy it.''
``Would you go naked too?'' Tom sat up to gently stroke Melissa's foot. ``I'd probably do it, if you did.''
``I might consider it.'' Melissa rolled his hardness underfoot, earning a whimpering groan. ``So it was your idea for Adam to show off his knot, huh?''
``M-maybe...'' Tom settled back down again, eyes rolling. ``You're...gonna make me cum, you know...''
``Yeah. I am.'' Melissa flashed Alex a toothy smile, ears up in mischievous curiosity. ``Since you watched, who had the cuter orgasm face?''
Alex wrung his hands, but couldn't hold back the sheepish smile creeping across his muzzle. ``Adam did.''
``Shut up...'' Adam crossed his eyes, staring at the wall.
``Aww, don't be shy Adam, your boyfriend thinks you're cute!'' Melissa laughed, then ducked when Adam hurled a pillow at her. It sailed over the back of the sofa. ``Alright, alright, I had that one coming.'' She rested her head on Max's shoulder. ``So what about you, Kitten Marbles? Who's o-face did you think was better?''
``Honestly?'' Max peered at the cheetah, giggling. ``Tom's. The way his tear streaks got all scrunched up was pretty adorable.''
``That does sound pretty cute, actually.'' She lifted her foot so everyone could see the cheetah's genitals. ``You guys wanna see him blow under my foot?''
``I mean...okay.'' Max licked his nose, shrugging. ``Never seen it happen that way, before.''
Alex rubbed his muzzle. ``I feel like I'm being corrupted and pulled into a sex cult, but...'' He lifted his ears and giggled. ``Yes!''
Adam propped his feet up on a footstool, arms still folded. ``I don't wanna see you do anything, but whatever. Won't take much. You could probably just talk about it and Tom would finish.''
The vixen scooched forward on the sofa till her butt was nearly hanging over the edge. She wiggled her toes at Tom, then settled her footpaw between his legs. Melissa flexed her calf, pressing the cheetah's feline cock soft pads and warm belly fur. She rolled her ankle, working the trapped organ around in blissful motion.
Tom moaned, lifting his hips into her touch. He balled his hands up into fists, tongue poking from gaping muzzle. Melissa maintained a slow, rolling pace, trying to match the cheetah's breathing. She matched his inhalations with slow, side to side strokes against his own fur. When he whimpered and shivered she paused, letting her warmth and intimate touch keep him hard without pushing him over the edge.
Melissa worked her black-furred foot down to his feline balls, toying with them beneath her toes. Then she worked back up to the cheetah's tip, where beads of wetness dribbled against her pads. Every motion left him trembling, groaning, and his tail curling. Tom's head lolled around, and his tongue peeked out between his teeth in wordless plea for her to finish him off. Yet every time she felt him tense, she paused just long enough for him to come back down.
All the while, the other geeks were silent. Max and Alex watched with wide eyes, and Adam struggled to avoid doing the same. While she pleasured the cheetah, Melissa watched Tom's face. All the little tremors of delight, the gasps and groans, each left its mark on his expression. His tear streaks scrunched, his ears flattened and left his glasses askew.
Melissa teased Max, too. She licked and nibbled his ears, kissed his cheek. The vixen's hands roamed the lion's thighs, squeezing and kneading. Occasionally she let her hand reach his crotch, to caress him through his pajamas. Max was quite hard again, and her hand wandered his barely hidden length.
She nuzzled his ear, whispering. ``I want a naked lion in my room, tonight.''
Max returned her nuzzle and her breathless whisper. ``O-okay!''
The vixen cradled Max's cheek, turning his head back towards Tom. ``Watch him finish with me!''
Melissa worked her foot swifter now. She rolled her ankle in a circle, massaging the cheetah's trapped erection. Tom gasped, a louder, sharper sound than before. Melissa pumped her footpaw, stroking the feline's cock in short, swift, and ceaseless motions. Tom's back arched, and he cried out she pushed him into the orgasmic abyss.
Tom's whole face scrunched up, wrinkling his tear streaks. His ears pinned back, and his muzzle gaped half-open, tongue curled in trembling bliss. The cheetah's maleness pulsed, but the pressure kept it pressed to his underbelly. Spurts of hot cheetah seed burst forth, one after another. They puddled on his spotted, beige-gold belly fur, just beyond Melissa's toes. Tom writhed, moaning and gasping, his face crinkled up the whole time.
When Tom's delighted wriggling finally ceased, Melissa eased her foot back. She wiped it off on his thigh. ``You're right, Max. He does have a cute orgasm face.''
Tom flopped against the carpet, limbs akimbo. Aside from his panting, he was completely still. ``Th-thanks...''
``You're welcome, Spots.'' Melissa leaned back against the couch, grinning. ``Enjoy yourself?''
``Uh huh!'' Tom lifted his head to flash an open-muzzle cheetah smile. ``Not exactly how I expected to lose my virginity, though.''
``That's not losing your virginity, dumbass.'' Adam chuckled, rising up to his feet. ``As the only one here who doesn't have a boner, I'll get you some paper towels.''
``Half-mast still counts as a boner, Adam.'' Alex stuck his tongue out at his friend.
``It does not, and I'm not at half mast.'' Adam glared back at the coyote, who had taken to covering himself with a cushion. ``I dunno why you're hiding yours, though.''
Tom half-heartedly grasped at Adam's feet. ``Can you get my pants, too?''
Adam shook his head. ``Oh, no. After that little spectacle, you may as well just go naked tonight.''
Melissa laughed, playfully swatting at her brother's tail as he passed. ``That's the spirit, Adam! Besides, that's gonna make learning to play DnD even more interesting.''
Max blinked, twisting around to stare at her with splayed ears. ``We're...we're still playing DnD?''
``We better be! It's still early.'' Melissa stretched her arms up over her head. ``What, you didn't think I was gonna help you with your boner right now, did you?''
Max squirmed, shrugging. ``I dunno...kinda hoped...''
``Nah.'' Melissa shook her head. ``I've already monopolized too much of poor Adam's sleepover. But don't worry. You and the boner-yote over there won't have blue balls forever. Your time will come eventually.'' She poked Max's nose, grinning. ``And when it does? So will you.''
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