Obligatory Content Warning: The following story contains EXPLICIT GAY SEX between CUBS.  That's right.  HOT MALE CUB ON CUB ACTION.  And possibly some brief involvement of a FEMALE CUB.  If any of this offends you, DO NOT READ ON.  By reading beyond this point, you waive your right to be offended by my work, because YOU WERE WARNED!!!  Now, for those of you who I haven't scared off... enjoy!

Robbie stared at the blackness of the back of his eyelids.  He knew he was awake, but he didn't want to acknowledge the day yet.  He felt the warm fuzzy body next to him wiggle, and heard a yawn.  Robbie opened his eyes.

A cute lupine face greeted his bleary eyes.  Martin smiled at him, eyes half open.

"Mornin, cutie," he whispered to the fox.

Robbie answered him with a kiss.  "Mornin," Robbie whispered.  "Sleep well?"

Martin giggled.  "Of course I did.  I had a cuddly foxie next to me."

Robbie hugged the little wolf.  "I love you," he whispered.

"I love you, too," Martin said, retuning the hug.

The pups wiggled out of the sleeping bag and hugged each other again.

"I'm gonna miss you after this week," Martin whispered.

"I'm gonna miss you, too, pal," Robbie said.

The pups heard a stirring behind them.  They looked over at the other sleeping bag.  Chuck was stirring, rubbing his eyes.  He yawned, and looked over at the two pups sitting nearby.  "Mornin, guys," he said, stifling a yawn.

"Mornin, Chuck," Robbie said with a smile.

Martin crawled over to the border collie pup and hugged him.  "I'm gonna miss you after today," Martin said.

Chuck tentatively returned the hug.  "I'll miss you, too," he said.  "Both of you," he added, with a glance at Robbie.

Martin pulled back and held Chuck at arm's length, paws on his shoulders.  After looking him over, Martin pulled him back in for another hug, and gave him a light kiss on the cheek.

"You, uh, always kiss your friends?" Chuck asked, arms remaining limp this time.

"Yup," Martin said, releasing Chuck.  He crawled over to Robbie and kissed him on the cheek to show his point.

Chuck shook his head as he wiggled out of his sleeping bag.  Robbie and Martin noticed, with some surprise, that Chuck was only wearing his underwear.

"Guys, what time is it?" Chuck asked, noticing how dark it was.

Robbie pulled his watch out of his backpack and checked it.  His eyes opened wide in surprise.  "Wow, it's only five o'clock," Robbie said.

"Whoa," Martin said.  "That's early."

"Too early to try to get ready, I think," Robbie said.

"So, wanna go for that skinny dip?" Martin asked with a giggle.  "It's still early enough, so I don't think anyone will see us."

Robbie blushed.  "Uh...sure, why not?"

"Wanna join us, Chuck?" Martin asked.

Chuck blushed.  "I can't swim," he muttered.

"You can't swim?" Martin repeated, shocked.  Chuck shook his head.  "Well, we don't have time to teach you now, and it's probably a bad idea for you to join us when you don't know how."  Martin shook his head, disappointment etched in his features.  "You realize that this means Robbie and I will have to teach you to swim before summer is over, right?"

Chuck look surprised.  "You will?  What if I can't do it?"

Martin giggled.  "My parents have a pool we can teach ya in, and they can keep an eye on us, make sure you don't drown."

"Or there's the pond behind my house," Robbie said.  "It's not that deep, and I'm sure my dad wouldn't mind goin out there with us."

Chuck blushed.  "Thanks, guys," he whispered.

Martin stretched his arms and yawned.  "Well, if we go fast, we can still get in a dawn swim.  Wanna head out, Robbie?"

Robbie poked his head out of the tent.  He heard the sounds of crickets chirping, as well as the sounds of furs starting to stir.  "Martin, I think the others are gettin up, and I really don't wanna get caught skinny dipping on the last day."

Martin sighed sadly.  "Ok..."

Robbie patted him on the shoulder.  "Maybe later today, after we get home, you can come down to my house and we can skinny dip in the pond out back."

"Ok," Martin said, brightening up.  "You better do it.  I'm sure my parents won't mind.  With my siblings causing trouble, they'll prolly be happy to get me out of the house."

Robbie giggled.  "Oh, yeah, you've got three older brothers.  That's gotta suck."

Martin nodded seriously.  "It really does.  I think the worst part is that they're vehemently straight and violently homophobic, just like my dad.  If they found out about us..."  The little wolf shuddered.  "I don't even wanna think about it."

Robbie hugged his friend.  "Don't sweat it.  They won't find out."

"I hope not," Martin said.

"We'll just have to be careful," Robbie said.

"And save our cuddles and yiff for your house," Martin added.

Chuck cleared his throat nervously.  "About that..."

"Yeah?" Robbie and Martin said.

Chuck took a deep breath.  "You guys wouldn't mind if I brought a plushie to your houses, would you?"

"Of course not," Robbie said.  "Heck, I've got plenty of my own if you wanna cuddle with them."

"Though I wouldn't recommend bringin them to my house," Martin said.  "My bros would prolly kill em."

Chuck gulped.  "Ok.  I wouldn't want any of my plushies killed."  He squirmed uncomfortably.  "I think I should change these," he muttered, blushing even more.

"Want us to turn around and give you some privacy?" Robbie asked.

Chuck took a deep breath and shook his head.  "I don't mind changing in front of you guys.  You've already seen me naked, and...well..."  He motioned with his head towards their naked bodies.

Martin giggled.  "We the first other furs you've seen naked?" he asked.

Chuck nodded.  "And the first to see me...well, other than my mother..."

"And what mother hasn't seen their pup naked?" Martin asked with a giggle.

"True," Chuck muttered.  "I guess they don't count."

"Nope," Martin said, shaking his head and beaming.  "So I guess that makes Robbie and me special, huh?"

Chuck merely nodded.  He squirmed again, and pulled off his underwear.  He dug into his backpack, and stuffed the soiled article into a bag his mother had packed for him.  He checked his privates.  They were still damp.  He reached into his pack and dug out the powder, tail wagging all the while.  He pulled it out, and turned to face Robbie.

Chuck blushed deeply as he addressed the fox.  Something in him was compelling him to ask.  "Robbie, would you mind...um..."

"Powdering you?" Robbie asked, finishing the sentence.  Chuck nodded.  "I don't mind.  Here, give it to me," he said, crawling over.  He took the bottle of powder from Chuck.  He poured some out onto his paw, and gently patted it into the fur around Chuck's privates.  The pup blushed and shivered as the fox patted him.  He blushed even more deeply as an erection began poking out of his sheath.

Robbie did his best to avoid the pink flesh, and pulled back when he was done.  "There you go, pal," Robbie said, smiling.

Chuck blushed as his erection grew.  "Thanks," he whispered.  He turned away quickly and began digging through his backpack for his clothes.  Robbie and Martin giggled quietly to themselves as they dug out their own clothes.

The pups dressed and sat back down, looking at one another.

Robbie sighed and checked his watch.  "It's gettin closer to breakfast time.  Wanna head down to the mess hall now?"

"Sure," Martin said, crawling out of the tent.  The other pups followed.  "Let's not race today," Martin said as the pups emerged.  "I don't wanna get there too fast."

"No complaints," Robbie said.

The pups slowly walked to the mess hall.  Each was lost in his own thoughts, about the experiences, about the things they learned about themselves, and about how much they were going to miss the other two.  Chuck had to fight hard to keep himself from crying.

When they reached the mess hall, a small crowd had gathered outside.  The other cubs were chattering, some excitedly, some sullenly.  While the pups couldn't make out any words, they knew that the others must have been talking about camp and going home.

"Hiya, guys!"

The pups wheeled around, and Steve and Paul, the now inseparable duo, bounded up.  Judging by their wagging tails and bright eyes, they seemed ready to face the world.

"We're goin home today!" they said together, excitedly.

"Yeah," Robbie said.

"Great," Martin said sadly.

"Hey, where do you guys live, anyways?" Steve asked, bouncing in circles around the pups.  "Maybe we could get together and play during the summer.  Wouldn't that be fun?"

Robbie and Martin looked at each other.  The expressions on their faces screamed no, that doesn't sound like fun at all, but the excitable squirrel was too busy bouncing to notice.

"Oh, hey, look, another one of my friends talk to you guys later!" Steve said, bounding off in the direction of a few other cubs, Paul following closely behind.

Robbie and Martin breathed sighs of relief.

"Thank goodness," Robbie said.

"Yeah," Martin said.  "He's a nice fur, but I don't think I'd wanna hang out with him."

"Agreed," Robbie said.

The pups stood around in silence until the mess hall doors were opened.  They filed in behind the other cubs, and soon had their breakfast.  They sat at their usual table and began to eat.

"So, Robbie," Martin said.  "Think your parents would let me come over sometime today or tomorrow?"

"I'll ask when they come, but I don't see why not," Robbie said, taking a sip of orange juice.

"Maybe we could invite Chuck along," Martin said, looking over at the border collie pup.  "Think your parents would let you come?"

"I don't know," Chuck said.  "I've never been invited to anyone's house before."

"Oh, yeah," Martin said.  "You mentioned that earlier.  Well, I guess we'll find out soon, huh?"

"Guess so," Chuck said, poking his scrambled eggs with his fork.

"Attention, please!"  The pups looked up to the staff table, where Jerry was holding a microphone, as he usually did for important announcements.  The cubs quieted to listen to the squirrel.

"Good morning, cubs.  As you know, today is the last day of camp.  You will all need to take down your tents and clean up your campsites.  Besides those responsibilities you are all free to do whatever you want.  We will be serving lunch for any of you who wish to stay for it.  So enjoy your breakfast, clean up those camp sites, and we all hope you had fun here at camp I-really-hate-the-name."  The cubs laughed as the squirrel sat down, and the noise level soon returned to normal.

"When're you gettin picked up?" Robbie asked Chuck.

"My mom said she'd be here at eleven," he said.  "Why do you ask?"

"So I know when you're mom'll be here so my parents can talk to her about havin you over for a sleepover," Robbie said with a smile.  "My parents'll be here at eleven, too, so maybe they can arrange somethin.  Wouldn't that be fun?"

Chuck giggled.  "Sure would!" Chuck said, beaming at the fox.

The pups spent the rest of breakfast making plans for sleepovers.  After breakfast, under supervision of the counselors, the pups took down their tents, and the cubs gathered around in groups, chattering excitedly as they waited for their parents to arrive.

Cars began pulling in to the camp, parking in an area that overlooked the large open field where most of the cubs had gathered.  Furs of all species watched excitedly, and ran to parents as they showed up, making plans for the summer.

Robbie glanced at his watch.  "Almost eleven," he said excitedly.  "Martin, when are your parents showing up?"

Martin scratched his head.  "My dad said he was gonna show up at ten thirty.  Wonder where he is?"

"Maybe he's just running late," Robbie suggested.

"He never runs late, though," Martin said, sounding worried.  "I wonder if anything bad happened..."

"Robbie!"

The fox's ears perked up as he picked up the sound of his father's voice.  He looked around and saw his father waving at him as he walked towards them.  Robbie waved back, and ran up to his father.

"Hi, dad!" he said, hugging the older fox.

"Hey there," Robbie's father said, hugging his son.  "How are ya?"

"Great," Robbie said, beaming.

"I see Martin's right here," the older fox said, looking at the wolf.  Martin smiled.

"Good to see ya, Mr. Langley," Martin said, raising a paw in greeting.

"Dad, can Martin come over soon?" Robbie asked.

"Glad you asked," Mr. Langley said.  "You're dad called me on his cell as I was leaving to come here.  He apparently got in an accident or something, I'm not really sure, he was mostly screaming incoherently."

Martin cringed.  "Was it the Mustang?"

"I think so," Mr. Langley said.  "Not sure, though.  I couldn't make out much through the screaming and swearing.  By the way, does your dad swear that much at home?"  Martin nodded.  "Well, anyway, he asked me to pick you up, and I offered to just keep you for the night, give him some time to cool down.  I agreed, so if you want to sleep over tonight, you can."

"Really?!" Martin and Robbie said in unison.  The older fox nodded, smiling happily.  "Sweet!"

The older fox noticed Chuck standing behind the pups a few feet, staring at them uncertainly.  "Robbie, this a friend of yours?"

"Oh, yeah," Robbie said, beckoning Chuck over.  "Dad, this is Chuck."

"Nice to meet you," Mr. Langley said, offering a paw to the pup.  Chuck took it hesitantly.  "I'm Dan Langley, Robbie's dad."

"P-pleased to meet you, sir," Chuck stammered, cowering before the adult.

Dan chuckled and patted Chuck on the shoulder.  "Don't look so nervous.  I won't bite.  Much."  He grinned at the pup.

"There you are, Chuck," a female voice said.  The speaker, a female border collie, walked up to the group.  "Ready to go home, son?"  Chuck shook his head.

"Hello," Dan said, offering a paw to the female collie.  "I'm Dan Langley."

"Sarah Reid," Chuck's mom responded, taking his paw and shaking it briefly.  "Chuck, did you make some new friends at camp?" she asked, voice dripping with pride.

Chuck nodded.  He pointed over at Robbie and Martin.  "Mom, these are my new friends, Robbie and Martin."  The pups beamed at Chuck's mother.

Sarah patted her son on the head.  "See?  I knew you could make friends at camp!  And you were afraid you wouldn't," she said, cuddling the pup.  He blushed.

"Hey, dad, could we invite Chuck over for a sleepover sometime?" Robbie asked.

The parents beamed at the fox.

"Robbie, you know your friends are always welcome at our house," Dan said, grinning.  He looked over at Chuck's mother.  "When would you be willing to send him over?"

The mother wore a deer in headlights expression.  "I suppose Sunday would be ok," she said.  "Where do you live?"

The parents exchanged addresses and phone numbers, and made plans for a sleepover as the pups watched excitedly.

The plans were made, and the parents summoned their pups and returned to their cars.  Dan walked around behind his beloved Corolla and popped the trunk.

"Throw your backpacks in, and get in," Dan said brightly.

The pups dropped their backpacks in the trunk, slammed it shut, and crawled into the back seat.

The pups spent the car ride home regaling Robbie's father with stories from camp, of course leaving out all of their romance and yiff.  They hardly noticed when the car pulled in to the driveway outside their suburban home.

The pups got out of the car and retrieved the backpacks from the trunk.  Robbie noticed that his mother's car wasn't in the driveway.

"Dad, where's mom?" Robbie asked.

"Oh, she's out toy shopping with your sister and her friend," he said with a sigh.  "He mentioned how his mother doesn't buy him any toys, and you know how your mother is with kits and toys."

Robbie giggled.  "Oh, yeah.  I know how she is."

Dan walked up to the front door.  After fumbling a bit with his key, he threw the door open and walked in.  "Alright, boys, go up and take a shower," he said as the pups walked through the door.  "Martin, do you have clean clothes to put on?"

"No, but Robbie and I wear the same size clothes," the wolf said happily.  "I could just wear some of his."

"Works for me," Robbie said.  "We can pick out clothes after our shower."

"Hey, Robbie, let's take a shower together!" Martin said excitedly, momentarily forgetting the adult standing just feet away.

Dan laughed.  "If you boys are gonna shower together, you should use the master bathroom," he said, pointing up the stairs.  "It has a larger shower."

"Ok," Robbie said, a bit surprised by his father's reaction.  The pups bounded up the stairs, dropped off their backpacks in Robbie's room, and went into the master bathroom.

"This is gonna be fun," Martin giggled as he took off his clothes.

Robbie nodded as he stripped.  "I can't believe my dad's lettin us do this," he said.

"Hey, he knows we're friends, so why shouldn't we shower together?" Martin asked as he hugged Robbie.

"I guess you have a point," Robbie said.

The pups walked into the shower and began washing each other.  They giggled happily as they washed away the mud and stench of camp from each other, savoring the feeling of the hot water of the shower.

Robbie felt Martin moving in close.  He murred quietly as the little wolf's paws snuck around his waist.  Martin gently nibbled on Robbie's ear.

"Hey, Robbie," Martin whispered.

"Yeah, Martin?" Robbie said, taking hold of the paws at his waist.

"We're alone here," he whispered.  "Wanna try somethin new?"

"Like what?" Robbie asked.

"Bend over, and you'll find out," Martin whispered, giggling a bit.

Robbie released Martin's paws and bent over, glancing at the little wolf over his shoulder.  Martin soaped up his paws and ran it down his hardened cock.  When he was satisfied, he lifted Robbie's tail.

"Martin," Robbie said nervously.  "W-what are you doing?"

"This may hurt a bit," Martin said.  "But trust me, you're gonna love it."

Robbie nodded and looked away.  He braced himself against the side of the shower.  He felt the tip of Martin's cock against his entrance.

"Ready?" Martin asked.

"I guess so," Robbie said, bracing himself.

Robbie bit his lower lip as he felt something hot and hard slide into him.  It felt rather painful around his entrance, but it was an interesting sensation having his friend inside of him.  If only the pain would subside...

Martin reached around and began gently rubbing Robbie's developing erection.  "Tell me when you're ready, pal," Martin whispered into his ear.

The pain slowly subsided as the little wolf gently pawed the fox.  Robbie moaned quietly.  "I'm ready," he whispered.

Robbie moaned as he felt Martin slowly pull out and push back in.  The little wolf worked into a slow rhythm thrusting in and out of his friend.

"Martin," Robbie whispered.  "That feels...so good..."

The little wolf giggled and moaned.  He picked up the pace of his thrusting, rubbing Robbie's dick in time with his thrusts.  His motions quickened, and Martin felt his climax coming close.

"Robbie, I'm gonna..."

With a final hard thrust, Martin was completely in, knot and all, squirting his seed deep within the fox's ass.  Robbie moaned as he felt himself being filled by his friend's seed, and his own climax washed over him, his own cum squirting out onto the wall and floor of the shower.

Martin slumped backwards as he finished squirting his seed into his friend, and pulled Robbie back with him.  The two pups lay on the floor in the shower, the water washing over their heads.  Robbie twisted his body around, and the two pups kissed intimately.

The pups kissed as Martin's erection slowly shrank in Robbie's tailhole.  When it felt like he could slip it out, Robbie slowly pulled himself from his friend.  Robbie's tailhole made a soft sucking sound as the lupine length left.  As Robbie pulled Martin up, the water suddenly went from warm to frigid.  The pups yelped, and Robbie quickly turned off the water.  The pups looked at each other and started giggling, and hugged each other tightly.

"That was fun," Robbie whispered.

"Which part, the sex, or the water?" Martin asked with a giggle.

"Both," Robbie said, kissing the little wolf.  "Let's get out and dry off."

"No complaints here," Martin said, and the two pups got out of the shower.  They pulled towels from the rack and dried themselves off.  As Robbie finished, Martin grabbed him from behind.  "Hey, there, foxy boy," he whispered in his ear.

Robbie turned around and faced Martin.  Before either could say a word, they started kissing.  The two lost themselves in each other's arms, linked at the lips, tongues playing.  Neither pup noticed the knock on the bathroom door.

"Robbie, Martin, when you two are done..."  Robbie's father trailed off as his eyes fell on the two pups kissing in the middle of the bathroom.  The pups froze and turned only their eyes to look at the older fox.  They blushed, realizing that they'd been caught, and afraid of how Dan might react.  He met their gaze with a look of shock.  "Well...um...we'll be having lunch on the patio out back.  And we'll have guests, so dress nicely, and, uh...best behavior, boys."  Without breaking his wide-eyed stare, he slowly backed out of the room, and shut the door behind him.  The pups stared at the door, and listened as the sound of footpads hitting the floor faded.

Martin pulled away.  "Well...um...that was awkward."

Robbie giggled nervously.  "Yeah, it was.  So, uh, wanna go get dressed?"

"Yeah, let's go," Martin said.  The two pups left the bathroom and walked into Robbie's room.

Robbie walked over to his dresser and pulled out a couple of pairs of underwear.  He tossed one to Martin.

"Thanks, cutie!" Martin said, watching the fox's tail wagging.

Robbie beamed at him and pulled on his underwear.  "No problem.  Now, let's find shirts and pants."

Martin giggled, pulled on the underwear his friend gave him, and stared over Robbie's shoulder as he looked through his closet.  Martin spotted a shirt he liked.

"Ooo, can I wear this one?" Martin asked, grabbing the sleeve and showing it to Robbie.

Robbie giggled.  "Sure thing, cutie!"  He kissed the little wolf, and returned to his own shirt search.

Martin giggled and pulled on the shirt.  It was red, with a picture of a palm tree on the front.  "How do I look?"

Robbie giggled as he pulled out a blue t-shirt with a picture of a shark on the front.  "You look like me!" Robbie giggled.  Martin posed cutely as Robbie pulled on his shirt.  Robbie walked up to him, and the two pups kissed quickly.

"Pants?" Martin said.

"Optional," Robbie responded.  Both pups giggled.  "I mean, one sec!"

Robbie reached back into the closet and pulled out two pairs of tan shorts.  "Hope you don't mind the color," Robbie said, holding out a pair.

Martin took it, giggling.  "It's fine."  The two pups pulled on their pants, and looked at each other.

"Wanna head down for lunch now?" Robbie asked.

Martin's stomach growled.  "I think that settles it!" he giggled.  "Race ya!"

"You're on!" Robbie cried.  The two pups bounded out of the room, down the stairs, and out the back door, giggling like mad.  Martin beat Robbie there, but just barely.  They stopped when they got outside.

"Hey, pups!" Robbie's mother said, waving to the two pups.  She was sitting at a table with an umbrella over it.  Robbie's father and sister were also sitting at the table, as well as one of Ellie's friends, and his mother.  There was a large plate of sandwiches and a bowl of pasta salad on the table.  "I know it's a simple lunch, but it's easier to do simple when you're serving seven."

Martin giggled.  "Anything you make is bound to be good, Mrs. Langley!"

Robbie's sister giggled.  "Suck up!" she said, sticking out her tongue.

"Oh, shut up, Ellie!" Robbie said playfully.

"Make me!" Ellie said, beaming at her brother.

"Hey, hey, behave!" Robbie's father said.

"She started it!" Robbie protested as he sat down.

"And I'm finishing it," Robbie's father said.  "Remember, it's not too late to take Martin home."

The pups folded their paws in front of them and sat up straight, like perfect little gentlefurs.  Robbie snuck in a glare at his younger sister.  She beamed back at him.

Robbie's mother giggled.  "Oh, you two are just adorable!"  She motioned to Ellie's friend and his mother.  "Robbie, I'm sure you remember Jimmy, and his mother, Mrs. Caulfield."

Robbie nodded.  Martin looked at Jimmy for a moment.  It briefly crosses his mind that the little kit was quite cute, and that Robbie's sister was a lucky vixen to have him.

Robbie's mother put her paw on Martin's shoulder.  "And of course, Martin," she said.

"Hi," Jimmy said, somewhat shyly.  Martin giggled.

"Hiya, Jimmy!" the wolf said, offering a paw to the little kit.  He took it uncertainly, and Martin shook it quickly.  He glanced over at Jimmy's mother.  The vixen surveyed him coolly.  Something about the look sent shivers up Martin's spine.  He wasn't sure what, but there was something cold in that stare...

He let the younger fox's paw slip from his grip, and withdrew his paw.  "So what kind of sandwiches are these, Mrs. Langley?" Martin asked, turning his gaze to the warm, loving figure of Robbie's mother.

"Chicken salad," she said brightly.

"Yum!" Robbie and Martin said in unison, each taking a sandwich from the plate in the middle.

Ellie giggled.  "That's what we said!" she said, putting her arm around Jimmy's shoulders.  Jimmy nodded and blushed, casting a quick glance at his mother.  The two pups shrank under a cold stare from Jimmy's mother, and they resumed eating in silence.

"So, how was camp?" Robbie's mother asked.

"Camp was great!" Robbie said, putting down his sandwich.  "Martin and I shared a tent, and we played soccer, and shot arrows and rifles!"

"Ooo, that sounds exciting!" Robbie's mother said.

"Thrilling," Jimmy's mother said listlessly.  "Exactly what a young pup should be doing.  Shooting rifles."  She scoffed.

"Yes, it is what a pup should be doing, because it's fun!" Robbie's mother snapped.

Jimmy's mother shrugged and took a sip of her drink.  "Whatever you say, Terry," she said with an exasperated sigh.

Terry shook her head, bright smile never faltering.  "So you pups had fun?" she asked, acting as though she was uninterrupted.

The pups nodded vigorously.  "It was great!" Robbie said.

"And we got to share a tent!" Martin said.  

Robbie nodded.  "That was the best part!"

Terry giggled.  "So, any plans for after lunch?"

"I was thinkin that we'd go swimming in the pond out back," Robbie said.

Ellie squealed happily.  "Ooo, can Jimmy and I come, too?" she asked, staring at her brother with large puppy dog eyes.

"What?!  No!" Robbie said.

"Pweeeeeease?" she said.

"I think it's a great idea," Terry said.

"Yeah, Robbie, let's do it," Martin said.  "It'll be more fun with the little ones!"

"We're not little!" Ellie protested, sticking her tongue out at the wolf.

"Children, stop bickering!" Dan said.

"So can we please go with you guys?" Ellie asked.

Robbie looked at Martin.  The wolf stared at him, paws folded, lower lip quivering, nodded pathetically.  "Ok," Robbie said.

The younger kits looked at each other and beamed.  They clearly liked the idea of playing with the older furs.

Dan looked at Robbie.  "You keep you eye on those two," he said seriously.  "I'm going to trust you to keep them out of trouble.  Can you do that?"

Martin beamed and clapped Robbie in the shoulder.  "Nothing we can't handle, right Robbie?"

Robbie nodded.  "Will do, dad!" he said, giving his father the thumbs up.

"Let's go now!" Ellie said, getting up and pulled Jimmy up.

"Sure!" Martin said, leaping up.  "Come on, Robbie, let's go!"

The four pups got up and bounded off down the path, giggling wildly.  The parents watched them as they ran off.

They were soon at the pond, out of sight and earshot of the adults.  Robbie stared at the familiar pond, with the rocks around the edges, and the little clearing off to the left.  He saw his sister go immediately to the clearing, take off her clothes, and dive into the water.

"Come on in, guys, the water's fine!" she called, waving at them from waist deep water, dripping wet.

Martin giggled and pulled his clothes off with equal speed.  "Your sister's got the right idea, Robbie!" he called, and leapt into the water himself, sending water flying in all directions.

Robbie threw off his clothes and leapt into the water.  He came up and splashed Martin and Ellie playfully.  They giggled and splashed him back.  Robbie looked over to the clearing and saw Jimmy there, still clothed, watching them nervously.

"Come on in, Jimmy!" Robbie giggled.  "We won't bite...much."

He nodded, took a deep breath, and slowly started lifting his shirt.

"You're takin too long!" Martin said, wading out.  "Here, let me help."  He pulled the younger fox's shirt over his head, and pulled his pants and underwear down to his ankles, picked up the little fox, and carried him into the water.  Robbie and Ellie glared at him as he came back.  "What?" he asked, giggling.

Martin released the younger kit.  He looked at the brother and sister, blushing furiously.  Ellie waded over and hugged him, glaring at Martin.

"Why'd ya do that?" Ellie asked.

"What?  Sooner he gets in, the better!"  He smiled at the little vixen.

"You couldn't wait for him to get undressed on his own?" she asked.

Martin shook his head.  "Nope.  After all, the more the merrier!"  He beamed at the little vixen.

Ellie shrugged.  "Well, Jimmy, now that you're here, let's play!"  She splashed the three boyfurs, and disappeared under the water.

The four pups were soon giggling and splashing each other, having a great time.  It took Jimmy a little while to get comfortable being naked with the others, but he was soon splashing and laughing just as hard as the rest of them.

After a while, Martin came up behind Jimmy and grabbed him.  "Gotcha, little guy!" he cried, cuddling the little fox.

Jimmy giggled.  "Eep!  Ellie!  Help!"

Ellie came around and jumped on Martin's back.  "Let my Jimmy go!" she giggled, tugging lightly on Martin's ears.

"But he's so cuddly!" Martin said, hugging Jimmy tighter.

Jimmy giggled and kicked his feet, sending water flying at Robbie, who was watching the scene with great amusement.  Ellie tugged on Martin's ears harder.

"Ack, Robbie, come get him!" Martin cried, releasing Jimmy and trying to fight off the little vixen.

Robbie giggled and leapt forward, grabbing Jimmy and holding him close.  "Now I'VE gotcha!" he giggled.  "Oh, you're right, Martin, he really is cuddly!"

Ellie let go of Martin and looked at her brother.  "Hey, why do you wanna cuddle Jimmy, anyways?"

"Because he's cute?" Martin offered.

Jimmy blushed and looked at the little wolf, looking confused.  "Uh...thanks?" he said uncertainly.

Ellie leapt up on Martin's back.  "Why do you think he's cute?  He's a boy, just like you!"

"Maybe I just think boys are cute," Martin said, tickling the little vixen behind the ears.  "That a problem?"

Ellie thought about that.  "I guess not.  But Jimmy's MY snuggle buddy, got it?"

Martin giggled and put on a hurt look.  "Aww, can't I just cuddle him a little bit?"

"Doesn't Jimmy have a say in this?" Robbie put in.

Jimmy blushed.  "Ellie, I don't mind cuddling with your brother and his friend.  They're really nice," he said sweetly.

Ellie sighed and dropped off of Martin's back.  "Ok," she said, wading over to the kit and kissing him.  "But you hafta cuddle with me later, 'kay?"

Jimmy giggled and nodded.  "Ok!"

Robbie cleared his throat.  "Ellie, why did you kiss Jimmy?"

Ellie looked up at her brother, blushing a bit.  "What?  We're just friends, that's all," she said defensively.

Martin waded up and grabbed her from behind.  "Aww, is he your little boyfriend?" he cooed, holding her around her waist with one paw and pinching her cheek with the other.

"No, he's just a friend who happens to be a boy!" Ellie said, elbowing the wolf in the side.

Martin giggled and let her go.  "Oh, come on!  You can tell us if he's your boyfriend!"  He grabbed her and stood her next to Jimmy.  "Grab her, Robbie!"  Robbie giggled and grabbed his sister, holding the two pups next to each other.  Ellie struggled against her brother.

"Hey, let me go!" she giggled.

"But you two look so cute together!" Martin cooed.  "Dontcha think they make a cute couple?" Martin asked Robbie.

Robbie looked down at the two pups.  "Yeah, they do," he said, kissing the two pups on the forehead.  "They look adorable!"

Ellie struggled some more.  "You jerk!" she cried.

Jimmy leaned over and kissed her cheek.  She stopped struggling.  Jimmy beamed at Ellie, and she slowly smiled back.

"See?  Is this so bad?" Martin asked.

"It'd be better if you let us go," Ellie said, staring up at her brother with pleading eyes.

"Ok," he said, giving them one last squeeze before letting them go.  He looked at his sister and her friend and giggled.  "You two really make a cute couple!"

Jimmy giggled.  "Thanks," he said, beaming at the older fox and kissing Ellie playfully on the cheek.

Ellie looked at Martin.  "What about you and Robbie?" she teased.  "I bet you two make a cute couple, too!"

Martin giggled and waded over to Robbie.  "I think you're right, dontcha think, Robbie?" he said, kissing the fox on the lips.  

Robbie blushed and looked at his sister and her friend.  The younger pups silently stared at the older pups for a minute.  Ellie slowly opened her mouth.

"Yeah, I guess you two make a cute couple," she said.  "But you two stay away from Jimmy.  He's mine!"  Ellie hugged Jimmy possessively, glaring at Martin.  He beamed at her.

"Don't worry, Ellie," he said, hugging Robbie.  "Robbie's all I need!"  He kissed Robbie on the cheek to emphasize his point.

Ellie giggled and hugged Jimmy.  "You can have my brother, as long as I get Jimmy all to myself!"

Martin giggled.  "Deal!"

Robbie and Jimmy blinked and looked at each other.  "Any idea what just happened?" Robbie asked.  

The little fox shrugged and shook his head.  "Not a clue."

Martin leaned in close to Robbie.  "That little pup's got a cute voice," he whispered, quiet enough that neither Ellie nor Jimmy could hear.  

Robbie casually slapped Martin across the face.  "You promised to leave him to Ellie, so don't get any ideas, wolfy," Robbie said playfully.

"What'd he say?" Ellie asked with a mixture of curiosity and anger.

"Nothing," Robbie and Martin said together.

All four pups started laughing, and Martin splashed the group with water, kicking off another session of splashing and giggling.  They soon tired of their game, and sat down along the edges of the pond, keeping as much of their bodies underwater as they could.

"That was fun!" Robbie said, breathing hard.

Martin snuggled up close to him.  "Yeah, it was!"

Ellie snuggled up close to Jimmy, looked over at her brother and his friend, and giggled.  "Aww, you two are gettin snuggly!"

Martin giggled and nodded.  "Yep!  Hey, maybe you and your little friend there could come over here and snuggle with us!"

"Yay, snuggling with the older furs!" Ellie squealed, scooting over to Robbie and Martin, pulling Jimmy along.  The little vixen snuggled up to her brother, and Jimmy snuggled up to the wolf, rather hesitantly.

Robbie giggled as his sister snuggled up to his chest.  The two kits looked over and giggled at the look of discomfort on Jimmy's face as the wolf cuddled him.  "Hey, Martin, mind switching pups?"

Martin looked at Robbie, ears drooping.  "Aww, do I have to?"

"Yes!" Robbie, Ellie, and Jimmy all said.

Martin giggled and sighed.  "Fine, be that way."

The younger pups switched positions, Ellie snuggling into Martin, and Robbie cuddling Jimmy.

Martin shuddered a bit as the little vixen snuggled into him.  "Eww, a girl!"

Ellie giggled and slapped him lightly across the face.  "Eww, a boy!"

Martin giggled and tweaked Ellie's nose.  "Hey, I like boys!"

Ellie giggled.  "So do I!"

"And probably in the same way!" Martin said, beaming.

Ellie's smile immediately changed to a look of confusion.  "Wait, what?" she said, giving the wolf a sideways look.

"You like boys for cuddling with, and snuggling, and kissing and hugging and all that good stuff?" Martin asked.  The vixen nodded, still confused.  "I do, too, 'cause I'm gay."

Ellie looked at her brother, then back at the wolf.  "Do you and Robbie like touchin each other there?" she asked, rubbing a paw gently on the wolf's sheath.

"Yeah, and EWW, A GIRLY TOUCHED ME!" he said, feigning a look of pain and revulsion.

Ellie giggled and put on a similar expression.  "EWW, YOU TWO TOUCH EACH OTHER THERE!"

Martin giggled.  "You and Jimmy touch each other here?" he said, rubbing his paw very briefly against her entrance.

She nodded.  "Yup!  We've done it quite a bit!"

Martin giggled and nodded, and wiped his paw on his chest.  "He put his in you?"  She nodded again, smiling.  "EWW, HE TOUCHES YOUR PUSSY AND PUTS HIS PEEPEE IN YOU!"  He beamed at the little vixen.

Ellie giggled and glared at him.  "You put your peepee in Robbie's tailhole?"  Martin blushed and stared at her for a moment, surprised that she would suggest that, and nodded.  "EWW, YOU PUT YOUR PEEPEE IN ROBBIE'S BUTT!"

"Hey, it feels really good!" Martin protested.  "Maybe you should have Jimmy try puttin his up yours, give it a try!"

"What?!"  Jimmy and Robbie, who until this point had been watching the two with a mix of shock and confusion, suddenly burst into the exchange.

"Martin, you're a dirty, dirty boy!" Robbie said, staring sternly at his friend.

Jimmy just looked at Ellie, his face flushed, clearly embarrassed, not only by the fact that Ellie admitted to the older fur that they had yiffed, but by the suggestion that Martin had just made.

"She started it!" Martin cried, pointing at Ellie.

"No I didn't!" she protested, punching Martin on the nose.

"Yeah, Martin, she didn't start it, YOU did!" Robbie said, glaring at the wolf.

Martin sighed.  "Maybe I did," he said, ears drooping.  He looked at Ellie seriously.  "You should still try it, though.  You might like it."

"But...but..." Jimmy said, staring at the wolf incredulously.

"We don't hafta try it if you don't wanna, Jimmy," Ellie said, glaring at the wolf.

Jimmy nodded and blushed.

"You're still a dirty wolfie," Robbie said, glaring at Martin.

"Guilty!" Martin said, beaming.  "Wanna yiff later, foxie boy?"

"I'm not discussing that in front of my sister!" he responded, shocked that he was being so forward.

Ellie giggled.  "Aw, it's ok, Robbie.  You can talk about that in front of me.  It's not like Jimmy and I haven't done some similar stuff!"

Robbie stared at his sister, and shook his head.  "What have we become?"

Ellie giggled.  "Yiffy!" she responded.

The four cubs couldn't help but start giggling at that comment.

When they had settled down, Robbie's eyes opened wide.  "I just thought of something, guys."

"What is it?" Martin asked, as all three pups faced him.

"We didn't bring any towels," Robbie said.

The pups were silent for a moment, realization slowly dawning on them.

"Damn," Martin said.

"Ooo, you said a bad word!" Ellie squealed.  

Robbie giggled.  "Bad wolfie.  But yeah, no towels.  Might be a slight problem, dontcha think?"

The others nodded.  "So, what're we gonna do?" Jimmy asked.

"I could go get some," Martin offered.

"Good idea," Robbie said.

"Yay!"  Martin moved Ellie off of him, and leapt out of the water.  He shook most of the water off, and bolted back down the path.

Ellie sighed as he left.  Jimmy slipped away from Robbie and grabbed her around her waist.  She giggled and turned to face him, and glanced at Robbie over her friend's shoulder.  The two pups giggled as Robbie grabbed them and leaned back, slightly squishing Jimmy between the brother and sister.

Ellie giggled.  "Jimmy sandwich!" she cried.

Robbie giggled.  "Yup.  Cute little foxie between two siblings!"

Jimmy giggled.  "Ooo, it's nice and warm here, snuggled between you two!"

"Who's snugglier, me or Robbie?" Ellie asked, smiling at Jimmy cutely.

Jimmy looked back at the older fox, then at his friend.  "Do I hafta choose one?"

Ellie pondered that for a sec.  "I guess not," she said, sounding a little down.

"Ok," Jimmy said, kissing Ellie on the cheek.  "'Cause you're both really snuggly!"  He smiled back at Robbie.

"Aww, thanks, lil guy!" Robbie said, kissing Jimmy on the forehead.

"Hey!  I thought we agreed that he was mine!" Ellie cried indignantly.

"You made that deal with Martin," Robbie corrected.  "You never made me promise not to play with him!"

The little vixen glared at her brother and hugged Jimmy tightly.

"Geez, relax, sis, I'm just playin!" Robbie said.

Ellie continued to glare at him.  "Promise your not gonna try to steal Jimmy?"

Jimmy cleared his throat.  "He's not gonna steal me, Ellie," he said, giving her a little kiss on the cheek.  "He's not gonna do it, and neither is Martin.  It's you I want.  Hope you don't mind," he added, glancing back at Robbie.

Ellie relaxed and hugged the little fox.  "Guess I'm just bein crazy, huh?"

Jimmy nodded and smiled at her.

"Well, you ARE crazy," Robbie said.

"At least I don't yiff furs of the same sex," Ellie retorted, beaming at her brother.

Robbie giggled.  "Touché."

As the three foxes settled down, Martin came bounding back up the path.  "Got some towels!" he declared, throwing four rolled up towels down in the little clearing near the pond.  He stopped at the edge, looking at the three foxes.  "Ooo, you all look so cute!  Can I join you?"

The three foxes giggled.

"Come on in!" Robbie said.

"The more the merrier!" Jimmy said.

"Jimmy's mine, don't touch him!" Ellie said.

The four pups broke into more giggling, and Martin slipped into the pond and snuggled up next to Robbie.  "Ooo, warm foxies!"

The pups settled into the water, cuddled up in a bundle.  They closed their eyes and listened to the sounds, the gentle rustle of the breeze, the birdcalls, the lapping of the water, the slow breathing of the other pups.  Though the water was cool, the pups felt quite warm, cuddled up with each other.

Robbie yawned.  "Maybe we should get out.  We wouldn't wanna fall asleep here."

Martin yawned and got up.  "Nope.  Falling asleep in the water is really bad.  Especially if you roll over and start to drown."

Ellie giggled.  "That'd be kinda funny!"

"Would you find it funny if it happened to you?" Martin asked.

Ellie thought about it for a moment.  "Prolly not, no," she said.

"That's what I thought," Martin said.  "Though I'm not sure if I'd mind...you are a GIRL, after all!"

Robbie glared at Martin.  "Hey, that's not nice!  Don't say things like that about my sister!" he said, holding Ellie close to him.

Ellie started struggling against her brother's arms.  "Ooo, lemme at 'im!  I'll teach him a thing or two!"  She waved her fists menacingly at the wolf.

"Eh, I guess it was kinda mean," Martin said, looking apologetic.  "Sorry, guys.  No hard feelings?"  He offered a paw to Ellie.

The little vixen blew a raspberry at the wolf and tried to kick his shins.  Robbie lifted her up so she couldn't get at Martin.  "Lemme go!" she growled.

"Ooo, someone's cranky!" Martin said.

"I'll show you cranky!" Ellie cried, still struggling.

Martin grabbed Jimmy and positioned him between himself and the kicking vixen.  "Calm down there!" he said, and ducked behind Jimmy.  "Hey, Jimmy, any idea how to calm down your little girlfriend there?"

Jimmy giggled.  "Let's see!"  Robbie lowered her as Jimmy walked up.  Robbie gently set her down.  She was still glaring at Martin.  Jimmy hugged her tightly and kissed her on the lips.  "Calm down, Ellie, he was just joking," he said, reaching a paw down her front and tickling her between her legs.

Ellie's glare slowly melted away, dissolved by her friend's calm words and paw tickling her privates.  "Ok, fine, I'm calm," she said after a minute.

Robbie walked over to the towels and distributed them to the cubs.  They dried themselves off, dressed, and walked back down the path to the house.

They entered the house, wondering why it was so quiet.

"Mom?  Dad?" Robbie called.  "We're back from the pond!  Where are you guys?"

They heard a shuffling in the living room.  The door to the kitchen opened, and Robbie's father walked into the room, looking slightly disheveled.  "Hey, there, pups.  You guys have fun?"

"Yup!" Robbie said as the other pups nodded.

"That's good," he said, rubbing his eyes.  He checked the clock up on the wall.  "Dinner'll be a little while.  You pups feel like havin anything special?"

"Eh, anything's fine," Robbie said.

"As long as Mrs. Langley makes it!" Martin added.

Ellie kicked the little wolf.  "Suck up!"

Robbie's father breathed an exasperated sigh.  "Ellie, what did I tell you earlier?"

"Sowwie!" she said, staring up at him innocently.

He shook his head.  "You pups go play.  I'll call you when dinner's ready."

"Ok," Robbie said.

"Video games!" Ellie and Jimmy yelled happily, bounding into the living room and sorting out controllers.

"That sounds like fun!" Martin said.  "Come on, Robbie, let's show those two up!"

"Sure," Robbie said, beaming and bounding over to help the younger pups sort out the mass of wires.  "Don't underestimate my sister, though.  She's pretty good."

"We'll just see about that!" Martin said, walking over to the shelf and selecting a game.  "Who's up for a shooting game?"

"We are!" Ellie and Jimmy cried happily.

Martin giggled.  "Alrighty, then."  He put the game into the system as the foxes carried the controllers over to the long couch facing the TV.  Martin turned on the system, and leapt over to the couch, taking a seat next to Robbie, away from the homicidal vixen.

"This is gonna be fun!" Jimmy said, beaming at the older furs.

"We're gonna waste 'em!" Ellie declared, also beaming at the older furs.

"We'll see about that," Martin said.

Robbie giggled.  "Just don't get too cocky, ok?"

Martin looked aghast.  "Me?  Cocky?  Perish the thought!"

The countdown to the start of the game brought the pups to full attention.  The game started, and soon, the living room was filled with the sounds of shooting from the game.  The pups leaned side to side as they played, seeming to move with their characters.  The game progressed, and Martin expressed his frustration.

"What the hell?  Did you just kill me with a pistol?!" he cried indignantly.

Ellie nodded.  "Yup!" she said, sticking out her tongue at him while keeping one eye on the screen as a well-placed head shot dropped her brother.

"Dammit, I'm going around with shotguns and rocket launchers, and this little vixen is killing me with the worst gun in the game!  What the hell?"

Robbie giggled as he engaged Jimmy in a fierce gun battle, machine guns blazing.  "Told you not to underestimate her.  She's really good at this game!"  He sighed as his sister swooped in and killed him and Jimmy with her pistol.  It might be the worst weapon in the game, but Ellie loved it, and she was deadly with it.

"I say we gang up on her!" Martin said.

"You're just jealous," Ellie said as she shot Martin in the back of the head with her pistol.

"Dammit!" he said, punching his knee.

"Language!" Robbie's father called from the kitchen.

The game lasted fifteen seconds more.  Ellie cheered as she was declared the winner of the match.

"Yes!  I showed you boys!"  She beamed at the other pups.  "Play again?"

Martin put his controller down and stood up, stretching.  "Nah, I'm good.  Bein killed forty times in a row without making a single kill is enough for me."

Jimmy and Ellie giggled.  "Whatever you say!" Ellie said, beaming at him.

Robbie giggled and sniffed the air.  "Mmm, somethin smells good!"

"That'd be dinner," Robbie's father called from the kitchen.  "It'll be ready in two minutes.  Could one of you run upstairs and get your mother?"

"Sure, dad!" Robbie said, bounding up the stairs.  He knocked on the bedroom door.  "Mom, dinner's ready!"

He heard her stirring behind the door.  "Alright, Robbie.  I'll be down in a minute."

"Kay!" Robbie said, and bounded back downstairs.

Robbie entered the kitchen as saw that the other pups already had plates in front of them and had started eating.

"Just in time!" Robbie's dad said as he scooped a heap of spaghetti onto a plate.  "This a good helping for ya?" he asked, showing Robbie the plate.

Robbie nodded.  "Yup, that's perfect!"  He took the plate with a smile.

"Sauce is right there," the older fox said, pointing at a pot.  "There should be meatballs floating around in there if you can find 'em!"

"Yummy!" Robbie said as he lifted the cover off.  The watched the steam rising, and fished out a few meatballs with a generous portion of sauce.

As Robbie sat down at the table, he noticed that Martin and Ellie were eating with shocking speed.  He raised his eyebrows.

"They're tryin to see who eats faster," Jimmy said, seeing the look on Robbie's face.  "Kinda silly, huh?"

Robbie shook his head and gave an exasperated sigh.  "Do you guys always have to compete to prove who's better?"

The two pups stopped eating just long enough to blurt out a curt "YES!" before tearing back into their plates.

Robbie's father sat down and looked at the two pups.  "Slow down, there, pups, you're gonna give yourselves horrible stomach aches if you eat that fast!"

The pups slowed their pace, but continued to eat steadily, glaring at each other, trying to be the first to finish.

"It's a lost cause, dad," Robbie said.  "Those two have to compete."

The older fox sighed.  "Why?  Why do you two have to compete?"

Both pups mumbled out answers to the effect of the other thinking their better, and a need to prove them wrong.  The others sighed.

"Your mother coming?" Robbie's father asked, trying to ignore the two pups.

Just as he asked this, Robbie's mother walked in.  "Right here, Dan," she said, walking over to the stove and picking up the plate he had left on the counter for her.

"What took you so long, Terry?" he asked.

"Oh, you know how I can be sometimes," she said absently, putting some food on her plate.

"Right," Dan said, sighing.

The family ate in silence.  The only sounds were that of slurping and forks hitting plates.

"Done!" Martin said happily, finishing the last bite of his supper.  "In your face, GIRL!" he said, sticking his tongue out at Ellie.

Ellie glared at him as she finished her last bite.  "You only just barely beat me, you big jerk!"

"No fighting at the table!" Dan barked.  "Martin, if you and Ellie keep fighting, it's not too late to bring you back home!"

Martin's ears drooped.  "Sorry," he muttered.

Robbie sighed.  "Seriously, Martin, it's not funny.  Lay off my sister."  He glared at Ellie.  "And don't you start anything, either.  You know how competitive Martin is."

Ellie giggled and tried to look innocent.  "Me?  Start anything?  I'm hurt that you would even suggest that I would do such a thing!"

Robbie sighed.

"You see how mean girls are?" Martin said, pointing at Ellie.  "Meanie!"

"Not as mean as boys!" Ellie said, sticking her tongue out.

"No, they're meaner!" Martin said.  "That's why I...uh..."

Terry immediately perked up at this.  "Were you just about to say something, sweetie?" she asked kindly.

"Oh, nothing," Martin said, blushing and staring down at his plate.  He looked at Robbie, careful not to make eye contact with the older vixen.  "You finished your food yet, Robbie?" he asked.

Robbie shook his head.  "I wasn't racing a vixen three years younger than me to finish, so no, I'm not done," he said.

"You know, when you say it like that, it almost sounds like I'm pathetic for competing with your sister," Martin said brightly.

"It IS pathetic," Robbie said.

"Fun, though," Martin said.

"I hate you," Ellie said, giggling slightly.

"I hate you more," Martin said, sticking his tongue out at her.

"No, I hate YOU more!" Ellie declared.

"Children, stop bickering!" Dan cut in.

"Fine," the two pups said, and quieted, staring at their friends, waiting for them to finish.

Silence filled the room until Robbie finished.

"Finally!" Martin said.  "Come on, Robbie, let's go to your room now!"

"Alright," Robbie said, putting down his fork and getting up.  "Thanks for dinner, dad!"

With that, the two pups bounded up the stairs to Robbie's room.  As soon as Robbie shut the door, Martin had his arms around the fox, and started kissing him.  They made their way to the bed, and Martin threw Robbie down, lifting up his shirt as he kissed him.

"So this is why you wanted me to finish up," Robbie said as Martin pulled the shirt over his head.

"Yup!" Martin said, starting to lick Robbie's exposed nipples.  "Wanted to do this at the pond, but I didn't wanna do it in front of your sister."

"So why did you beg me to bring her along?" Robbie asked as Martin started pulling his pants down.

"She has a cute friend," Martin said.  "I figured the chance to cuddle that cute little foxie would almost make up for it."

"What about me?" Robbie whined as Martin finished pulling off his pants and underwear.

"Not quite as cuddly," Martin said, pulling off his shirt.  "But definitely tastier!" he said as he started licking Robbie's semi-stiff length.

"If you weren't such a good lover, I might've taken offense at that," Robbie said, starting to moan as the wolf licked his vulpine length.

"I'll make it up to ya!" Martin said, standing up.  "Pull yourself up on the bed, and I'll show you a good time!"

Robbie pulled himself up onto the bed as Martin pulled off his pants and underwear.  The nude wolf crawled up onto the bed and sat down on Robbie's chest.

"Whatcha gonna do?" Robbie asked slyly.

"This!" Martin said, leaning back.

Robbie gasped as he felt something hot and tight squeezing his dick.  He knew in an instant what the wolf was doing.

"Oh, Martin," he moaned.

Martin giggled and moaned as he sat down, bringing Robbie fully into him.  "Feels good, don't it?" he said, smiling slyly.

Robbie could only nod.  He started panting as the wolf bobbed up and down in his lap.  It felt incredible having his dick in his friend's tailhole.

Martin moaned as he bounced up and down.  "Oh, Robbie," he moaned.

The fox started pumping his hips in time with the wolf's movements.  Both pups gasped and moaned as the feelings intensified in their loins.  The familiar heat and pleasure started coursing through their veins, and they knew that it wouldn't be long before they reached their peaks.

"What if someone catches us?" Robbie said in between moans.

"Just keep humping, foxy boy!" Martin moaned.

Robbie let the thought slip away, and continued humping his friend.  Martin reached down and started massaging Robbie's nipples as he bounced.  Robbie did the same, and soon the pups were reaching their peak.

Martin lowered himself down to Robbie and started rubbing his dick between their bellies as he moved up and down along Robbie's length.  The two pups kissed intimately as they rubbed against each other.

They broke their kiss as Martin began moaning out Robbie's name.  The fox felt the wolf's seed splattering between them.  That sent him over the edge, squirting his own hot sticky seed into the wolf's tailhole.  With a final thrust, Robbie tied with his friend.  Robbie moaned loudly as the wolf's hot tailhole squeezed his dick and filled with his cum.

The two pups panted heavily as they came down from their peak.  Martin reached in between the two and took a little taste of the cum he splattered between them.  "Want a taste?" he panted.

Robbie nodded, and the wolf got a little more on his fingers and slipped them into Robbie's mouth.  He sucked the cum from his friend's fingers, and kissed him as he withdrew his paw.

"I love you so much," Robbie whispered.

"I love you, too, foxy boy!" Martin whispered back.  He wiggled a bit to see if Robbie's knot had softened enough for him to pull out.  "Mmm, feels so good havin you in me," he whispered.

Robbie giggled quietly.  "I like it better when you're in me," he whispered.

Martin giggled and wiggled away, Robbie's softened dick slipping easily from his tailhole.  "Ok, then, pal," he said, rolling Robbie onto his side and holding one of Robbie's legs in the air.

Robbie looked at him and moaned as the wolf entered his tailhole.  "Didn't take you long to get down to business," he moaned.

"What can I say?  Yiffy foxie makes me yiffy!" he giggled as he began thrusting in and out of his friend.

"Oh, and it feels soooo good," Robbie murred, enjoying the feeling of his friend's hot length in his tailhole.

Martin giggled and grabbed Robbie's dick.  "You better still be good to go," he said as he started pawing him.

Robbie only nodded as the wolf pawed him.  That threat of getting caught again crossed Robbie's mind.  After all, there was no lock on his door, and his mother had a tendency to pop in unexpectedly, but it felt so good feeling his friend moving inside him that he didn't really care.

Martin moaned and started pawing Robbie frantically.  "Robbie...I...I..."  The wolf moaned as he climaxed, filling his friend's tailhole with his seed.  Robbie moaned as he felt the hot liquid filling him, and reached his own peak, squirting his seed all over his sheets and belly.

Martin pushed Robbie onto his belly as he tied in the fox's tailhole.  Robbie moaned as he felt the lupine length filling him.  He forgot everything as the pleasure washed over him.

Martin gently nibbled on Robbie's ear.  "You've got a great tailhole," he whispered.

Robbie giggled quietly and squirmed a bit, making the wolf moan.  "We're gonna hafta clean this up.  You realize this, right?"

Martin murred and rubbed Robbie's headfur.  "We can worry about that in the morning," he whispered.  He grabbed the blankets at the foot of the bed and pulled them up over him.  "Mind if I sleep with my dick in you?" Martin asked.

Robbie giggled and murred.  "Go ahead, pal," he whispered.

The two pups cuddled up and slowly drifted off.  They vaguely registered a figure walking in and tucking the blankets all the way up, but they weren't sure if it really happened.  The pups were soon asleep, happy to be together.