Some furs, most of them, just think about a nice straight sexual relationship. Some of them like a gay or lesbian one. Most furs' favorite practice is intercourse, probably followed by oral.

Henry, a 25 year old raccoon, thinks that's all too main-stream. He's an exhibitionist. He gets off exhibiting to others for the most part. That's prolly because he just loves his cock, ever since he was little.

He remembers very well when he was just 3, that he could lay out on his couch and spend hours looking at his uncut stiffy without getting tired of it.

He could only do that when he was left alone with his uncle for the day, though, as whenever his mom saw him erect and looking at it for too long, she'd just tell him to look at the TV or go do something else, as there wasn't anything interesting down there. He had always been allowed to be in the buff at home, but for some reason he couldn't understand by then, his mom and his uncle never did the same.

His mom left his dad when he was barely 1yo, and since then, she moved in with her younger brother, who ran a contractor business from home. Little Henry was used to just have his uncle around in just briefs or sweatpants, and even though he was little, he knew it was ok with him to indulge in his favorite pastime, since he's seen him doing it plenty of times, and unlike his mom, he'd never interrupt him.

Bill was 28 by that time. He had had plenty of girlfriends, and had never shown any attraction for any male, much less for little boys like his nephew Henry. He had always found the little one's pastime quite cute, and he kind of understood him a bit, remembering he was more or less like that when he was his age, although not so hardcore. Maybe just look at his stiffy for some minutes, giggle, and then move on.

On this specific day, Bill was horny. His sister had to go for the weekend and she ruined his own plans of visiting his own girlfriend who was in another town, for whom he had 'saved up' for a week. Now he would have to take care of himself as he usually does, alone in his room or in the bathroom. First thing he did was calling her to tell her that he couldn't go visit her in the end because he had to stay with his nephew since his sister had this sudden emergency work trip.

She understood, and like other times due to the distance, began to sexy-talk to him on the phone, to help him out relieve his one-week tension by letting him imagine the pile of nice things she would have done if he had gone to visit him. He was already hard and rubbing his nice 7-incher through his sweatpants when he heard his nephew's rushed steps down the corridor, and knowing what would come next (him stumbling into his room since he didn't remember to lock the door), he lifted his footpaws to his chair's edge, hugging his knees against his chest so he could conceal his bulge from his innocent nephew's eyes and avoid uncomfortable questions.

It's not that the naked little coon that got into his room needed anything all that urgent in his eyes. But for the little boy, it really was urgent! The TV had been misbehaving lately and the remote sometimes wouldn't respond. He needed to switch channels so he could see his morning cartoons and it wouldn't let him!

Uncle Bill sighed and nodded, and told the little boy to get back down to the living room and wait 5 minutes for him to finish with an important call, but he refused, knowing his uncle very well and knowing that 5 minutes could mean half an hour, so he shook his head and crossed his arms with a cute scowl, stating that he'd wait there.

Having heard all the conversation, Bill's girlfriend giggled and told him to go, to which the bachelor sighed and told her he'd call her back in a moment, after giving his nephew breakfast and all of that. When she hung up, he pretended to go on talking to her as he waited for his erection to subside. Wearing nothing under his sweatpants made it harder for him to conceal it!

The little 'coon squealed when his uncle finally got up from his chair and went down to fix the TV, which didn't take all that long, and then he proceeded to prepare breakfast for both of them. By the time he had finished the pancakes and had all served, his naked nephew came back into the kitchen to enjoy the yummy meal while they spoke idly about the cartoons the little boy had just watched.

After breakfast, Bill diligently washed all the plates and pans they had used while Henry went back to watch more cartoons, and then he decided to join him on the couch, having actually forgotten to call his girlfriend again.

When he arrived to the living room and walked around the couch, he saw Henry in his usual 'I got nothing better to do' fashion. While it was 'girl cartoon' time on TV, the very young male had decided that watching his erect dickie was way more fun once more. Bill just smirked, and quietly got down by the 3yo, who was just leaning back on the couch, with his legs crossed in indian-position, his paws on his thighs and his eyes set firmly on the cute stiff uncut 2-incher jutting out from his short-furred light-grey groinfur.

Uncle Bill knew that would keep the boy busy for quite long, so he got the remote and began to switch channels to see if he could find something he liked. Some news, some movie scenes, some documentaries.. but in the end, nothing he was really interested on, so he switched back to the cartoon's station, supposing he'd rather go back up to his room and call his girlfriend again.

But he was too lazy to stand up. It was a saturday morning. He loves to be lazy on a saturday morning. As the girly show was on, he was actually not really paying any attention to it, his eyes kind of looking through the screen into oblivion while his mind idly drifted off to picture his girlfriend and recalling the nice sexy things she was telling him on the phone just a moment ago.

About ten minutes later he blinked, glancing down at his shorts, seeing the quite big tent his 7 incher had made on his baggy sweatpants, and the darker spot his pre had made on it. He then slowly glancing sideways at his nephew, hoping he hadn't found out as he was supposedly too busy with his own, but he froze and felt a cold chill running through his spine when he saw the little coon's blue eyes set on his bulge, in the same intent way he'd look at his own for long time.

Having not released for a week, and having his little nephew looking so interested, he couldn't help but to feel unable to think straight and rationally. He was finding this all quite hot. No words were spoken, there was only a 3yo that loved to look at his own stiffy staring at a 28yo sweatpants-covered bulge. The adult couldn't help but to wonder what would the little one do if he actually saw the real thing. Because, you know... a cute little boy dick is one thing and a full-sized adult cock is something else.

So, since he was only one piece of cloth away from being as naked as his nephew, he decided to just shift his rump a little, and slowly pull down on his waistband under his rump, then leaned back to pull the front and work his legs out of it, letting his pants drop to the floor before the couch and pulling his legs in an indian position, to mimic his nephew's position as much as he could, all the while pretending to still be looking at the tv, although he was actually keeping an eye on little Henry's reaction out of the corner of his eye.

What he saw was a blink followed by slightly open muzzle, and he could hear a little gasp. He glanced down for a moment to see what his 3yo nephew was staring at, and the lewd image made him even more stiff. His 7-inch erection was jutting out from a quite bushy set of pubes, tight ballsac below, orbs swollen with the ammount of one-week unreleased sperm, uncut cocktip slightly open and sticky-wet drifting out the strong scent of his arousal and dribbling more pre that he could see gently running down his cock's upper side. Nothing to do with the cute, dry and still tightly foreskinned 2-incher that he could see by his side.

For the next minutes, the adult raccoon just pretended to be watching the TV, even though he was still paying attention to his nephew's reactions. The 3yo old looked up a couple of times at his uncle's face, but Bill made no movement or even regarded those glances. Henry was quite thrilled at the sight. He couldn't imagine there would be a better sight than his own erection, and he couldn't imagine that his uncle's would be it!

More minutes passed, and Bill could feel the thrill of doing something as forbidden as to letting his 3yo nephew stare at his erection running through his veins, making him feel more and more aroused, so much that he couldn't believe how much pre he was dribbling. The flow was constant, and then he blinked when he noticed Henry moving. The pre-schooler naked coonie had turned to face his uncle, not sitting just by him anymore facing the TV. He leaned his elbows on his spread thighs and let his cheeks rest on his paws, leaning in forward slightly to have a better view of the adult's raging drippy rod from the side, his eyes unabashedly traveling from the plump balls, slowly all along the slightly curvy length up to the open foreskin, that let just the pink tip visible through it. He knew very well that his mom didn't like him looking at his own dickie for too long, but his uncle never complained, and he was quite thrilled that he was letting him see it. None of them wanted to break the silence because for both this quiet moment had a magic of its own.

Seeing that his nephew had just implicitly consented to his exhibition, he saw no more need to pretend that he was watching TV, so he let out a soft sigh and looked down at his own dick too, then at Henry's, then back at his own. The motion made the little boy glance up at his uncle's face, and they exchanged glances. Bill smiled weakly, blushing, before he looked back at his erection, feeling quite ashamed, and unable to mantain the exchange of glances with his nephew because of that. But then he looked at his eyes again, only to find him grinning amusedly and looking back at his cock.

Now both knew they were doing something quite naughty, something they'd rather not speak about. Sometimes body language says it all much better than any words.

Billy's feel of guilt was slowly drifting away as he understood his nephew's curiosity or innocence wasn't being at all raped, molested or abused by what he was doing, and he learned that it was quite cool to see his cute blue eyes staring at his drippy erection while he grinned, obviously enjoying the sight quite much. He was actually so turned on that he thought about just masturbating there for his little nephew, but the little bit of common sense that remained in his brain made him think twice: just look. It's what his nephew does: enjoy the sight. He had actually never seen the 3yo boy playing with himself, just looking.

So he sighed a bit and decided to do something 'innocent' enough instead. He flexed his groin muscles, making his cock shift to a more vertical position as he watched the little boy's expression, grinning when he saw his nephew's eyes widening and following his phallus as it shifted. That also let him relieve some tension, so he sighed gently through his nose and did it a couple more of times. Each time he flexed his cock, his foreskin would slip down a little more, revealing more of his reddening wet flesh, the scent of aroused male growing so much around both raccoons that once more Bill thought that'd break the mood for his little nephew.

But he just couldn't stop from dripping more. His pre was now covering his erection with a shiny oily layer, and his groinfur was slightly matted on the spot where his cock jutted out of it, and he was beginning to feel strange. He didn't want to move at all, except for the ocassional twitch his cock would give, sometimes on purpose, sometimes just by it's own. His fat helmety glans was almost totally exposed after about half an hour of just quiet exhibition, and his little nephew didn't seem to be tired of continuing to stare, and his uncle just didn't know why this turned him on so much.

Something else that he didn't know is that so much sexual teasing had actually set his adult body ready to burst. He could feel his breath quite heavy and cold sweat on his forehead. He couldn't tell if he was feeling well or if he was actually beginning to feel sick, but any doubt was waived when he saw his nephew take a deep whiff at the air coming to him, knowing very well it was the scent of pre-covered musky adult cock what he was smelling, and after seeing a placid smile and hearing the little mmmm his throat emited he felt a warm sensation running through his loins. It felt very different than other orgasms he's had, but he knew what it was. It was actually lots stronger than any other orgasm he had felt. He could only think that he really shouldn't let such a young boy see him cum. It had been lewd and wrong enough to let him see his erection, but the thought of the wrongness only intensified the forbidden sensation more, making him grit his teeth and watch at his nephew's face while he felt his cock tensing up.

The little boy regarded that new twitch with a blink and perk of his ears. His uncle had made his dick twitch and flex several times already, but this looked different. Also, it began to twitch in a different way, so he furrowed his brows in confusion, and then gasped, widening his eyes as he saw the unexpected jet of sperm shooting high in the air like if it was a fountain. Bill continued to watch his nephew's changing expressions as he ejaculated hard while the little boy stared, unable to take his eyes from that strangely dancing and goo-spitting cock, clearly having no idea of what it meant or why you were doing it. His eyes only drifted once from the twitching adult member to look at the white globs falling on his uncle's belly, and once more he took another sniff at the air coming from it.

Lost in his orgasmic waves, the adult raccoon just continued to let his young nephew watch him ejaculate, for the twelve wet jets his cock had spewed, and for the rest of his dry twitches. It was hard for him to not moan or do anything that could startle the little boy, and having cum without stimulating his cock had left him feeling quite weird, with a sensation of 'unfinished job'. When that rigid member quit throbbing and lost some of its stiffness, the 3yo coonie glanced over at his uncle's face again, with a questioning look, seeing his face totally flushed and his forehead all sweaty as he breathed heavily. He looked concerned for a moment, and even though until now nobody had said anything, the little boy just had to ask, "You okay?". Bill blinked and just nodded his head quickly with an uneasy grin, whispering, "Y.. yeah..", to which the young boy smiled, feeling relieved, and he looked back to that now deflating adult male member, continuing to look until it finally rested, totally spent, over his uncle's nice plump set of balls.

Two hours had passed since Bill had first taken off his pants, and seeming quite okay with what he had just seen, the little boy smiled and turned, stretching out his arms and legs and resting again against the back of the couch, glancing at the TV as one of the shows he liked was on.

In the meanwhile, Bill just sat there all confused, blushing, feeling guilty and like a disgusting pervert for what he had just done. He didn't know whether he should just go to clean up or just stay there and continue pretending that all what happened was just.. normal? He almost jumped from the couch, though, when he heard his phone ringing from the kitchen's table, "Oh, shit, shit, shit.." and little Henry just giggled and watched him going for it before just getting back to watch his cartoon.

Bill's girlfriend wasn't very happy. He apologized and told her he had fallen asleep on the couch after giving breakfast to his nephew. After that, he went to clean himself up in the bathroom, and didn't find the courage to return to the living room before going to his room and putting on some briefs. Once back down, his little nephew couldn't hide his dissapointment at seeing them on, and seeing his uncle putting his sweatpants back on before he sat down by him again.

Once again, no words were spoken. His uncle never did anything like that again, and in some months, him and his mom moved out on their own, after having heard them arguing a lot of times. He didn't know by then that his uncle felt deeply ashamed by what had happened in the spur of the moment. Several times he was left alone with Bill after that time, he expected him to just take out his pants and let him see his dick again, doing that strange dance and spewing that funny goo from it, but they left. It was just him and his mom now, what a bore! She won't even let him look down at his own for too long.