[color=forestgreen] [b] I excitedly run down the stairs when I hear the doorbell ring. I'd been waiting for today all week! One of my bestest friends, Dalton, is going to be staying the night! Our sleepovers were always so much fun. We'll play a bunch of games, watch a movie or two, and hopefully Papa will get a pizza or something for us. My fluffy, charcoal black tail is a blur in the air as I wait for Papa to open the door. I’m still not tall enough to see through the peephole so I have to wait.[/b]  [/color]

I close the passenger door and excitedly run up the driveway to my friend Scout's house. I nearly trip over my feet when I see a Pride flag waving near the door. Its rainbow, a bright mirror to my new Mohawk dye job and I'm not sure what to think about it. I stare at it as I press the doorbell. I hear Scout pounding down the stairs as his Papa opens the door. The big gray wolf towers over me with his broad shoulders and fluffy fur that looks so very soft. He catches me staring and winks with a big grin on his handsome face. 

"Come on in!" He says, "There's snacks in the dining room and Scout has some games ready, I'm sure!" 

I see Scout behind his Papa. He’s a slender lab mix and at 4’7 he’s taller than me by almost a foot. I hesitate a moment, before following him through the door.

[color=forestgreen] [b] "Of course I do!" I exclaim excitedly as I take the otter’s dark brown paw and pull him inside. "Let's grab a few snacks and then we can go play some games!" As we grab snacks from the dining room table, I take a moment to look at my friend. He's smaller than I am and has a slim swimmer's body, with short, dark brown fur, though his tummy, chest, and a little under the tops of his arms is a tan color. He’s had a different colored mohawk for about two years now, but this is the first time it‘s a rainbow. His tail reaches down to the ground when relaxed, but he usually holds it up so it doesn't drag.[/b]  [/color]

As we eat our snacks I notice Scout staring at me more than usual and I think back to the flag on their porch. My curiosity outweighs my caution and I have to ask, "So, what's with that rainbow flag out front?"

[color=forestgreen] [b] "Oh that! I'm not really sure myself. Papa said something about it making people feel safe?" I recall our ride home from school last week when he said something like that. [/b]  [/color]

"Huh, I guess I'll have to ask him myself later." It does make me feel a bit more comfortable… [i]Maybe I can be my true self here?[/i] I continue to munch on snacks for a bit, chatting and just enjoying Scout's company. "What do we have planned for tonight?"

[color=forestgreen] [b] "The usual options. Plenty of Nintendo games, Operation, Guess Who, card games. Papa got me Exploding Kittens! I dunno what he has planned for dinner though."[/b]  [/color]

"Ooh, let's play Smash!"

[color=forestgreen] [b] "Yeah! Smash is awesome!" My tail wags.[/b]  [/color]

"Last one to the couch has to play Jigglypuff!" I shout before sprinting into the living room.

[color=forestgreen] [b] "No fair!" I chase after him, but his head start and slimmer form has him in the living room much faster than me. "Ugh, Jigglypuff is so hard to play!"[/b]  [/color]

I sprint for the living room, bumping the edge of the doorway with my shoulder as I take the turn a little too sharply. I see the big blue couch and dive onto it, crowing my victory! "Haha, I win! You gotta play Jigglypuff now!"

[color=forestgreen] [b] I make it to the living room a few seconds after Dalton. "Cheater! You got a head start!"[/b]  [/color]

"You snooze, you lose! Now let's Smash!" I excitedly hop off the couch, strut over, grab the controllers, and shove one into Scout's paws. "Jigglypuff!" I call him teasingly.

[color=forestgreen] [b] I growl a little, annoyed that I have to play one of the most difficult and weakest characters in the game. "This is only for one round y'know!" I say, selecting the settings, stage, and round, pink character.[/b]  [/color]

I giggle loudly as I spend the round juggling Scout's character. After my victory the real game begins, and Scout has the home advantage since I don’t have a Switch.

[color=forestgreen] [b] Able to pick my own character, I go with Bowser for sweet, sweet revenge. "Now you’ll taste my fury!!" I roar triumphantly.[/b]  [/color]

The battle rages on and I start to sweat. I know Scout's Papa likes to keep the house warm, so I usually end up in my undies by the end of the night, but it seems even warmer than usual. It's probably just my imagination, but it doesn't stop me from taking my shirt off at the end of the round.

[color=forestgreen] [b] I notice Dalton taking his shirt off and think it's kind of weird. Sure, we usually sleep in our undies, but we don't strip too much till later in the night. [i]Oh yeah, Papa keeps the house warmer now since we're usually in our undies. I wonder why he didn't turn it back down when Dalton was coming over.[/i] My eyes wander over his naked torso, noticing the muscles he’s developed from swimming so much.[/b]  [/color]

We get back to our gaming only to be interrupted by Scout's Papa a minute later. "Alright boys!" He calls as he walks in before doing a small double take, "Stripping already?" He asks. 

"I'm just a little warm, that's all." I explain, "No need to change the temperature, though. I prefer going without clothes anyway, they just get in the way when I want to go swimming!" 

He chuckles, "Ok, just keep your undies on. I don't need your parents upset that I let you run around with your dangly bits out!" 

"Ok, Mr. Scout's Papa!" I wouldn't tell my parents about running around naked anyway.

"Anyway," Scout's Papa says, "I came over to ask what y'all wanted on your pizzas!"

[color=forestgreen] [b] "Pineapple!" I squeal happily. "You know I love the sweetness on the pizza Papa."[/b]  [/color]

"Oooh, Yeah! Pineapple pizza is delicious!"

"Alright, kiddos, pineapple pizza it is!" Scout's Papa says before pulling out his phone and leaving the room to order.

[color=forestgreen] [b] My tail wags excitedly. "I think I'm gonna take my pants off. It is kinda warm in here. Plus, wagging my tail so hard has me heating up!" I strip my pants off, revealing my new Power Rangers undies and then pick my orange and purple controller back up. "Ready for another round, or do you wanna switch to something you can win?"[/b]  [/color]

"Hey, we're evenly matched by my count!" I say indignantly. I glance down at Scout's undies, slightly covered by the bottom of his shirt. I feel my willy start to stir and I hesitate to take my pants off too. [i]That's odd. When did I get self conscious around Scout? Must just be his cute undies...[/i] After a moment I unbutton my pants and pull them down to reveal a pink jockstrap with white Y piping on the front. My tail is too big to wear anything but a jock, but the piping helps it feel more like everyone else's undies.

[color=forestgreen] [b] I glance over at Dalton's undies. He had been wearing special undies for the last couple years, but this was the first time I really noticed that his butt was just out on display. I feel my boyhood stiffen a little in my tight, colorful undies and pull my shirt down to try to cover it a little. [i]Wait a sec. Does Dalton have a stiffy too?[/i][/b]  [/color]

As I glance over at Scout I notice two things that I never noticed before. First is that he was looking at my butt. Second is that his willy twitched. [i]Is... Is he getting hard? From looking at my butt?[/i] Not wanting him to notice my own growing stiffy, I hop off the couch and lay down with my belly on the soft carpet to stare up at the TV. "Come on, I'm gonna beat you this time!"

[color=forestgreen] [b] "Oh no you're not!" My fixation on Dalton breaks instantly as I'm reminded that we were in an intense battle. "Round three for all the marbles!"[/b]  [/color]

The next match starts much like all the others, but now I have an ace up my sleeve! Or, at least, I hope so. I arch my back a little and move my tail off to the side, showing off my plump butt just a little more than usual. With any luck he’ll be too busy staring at my butt to beat me at the game.

[color=forestgreen] [b] I notice a movement out of the corner of my eye. Looking over, I'm shocked to see Dalton's butt on full display. My willy gets painfully tight in my undies and now I have a lot of trouble focusing on the game. [i]Is he doing that on purpose? Is he trying to distract me? And why is it workin'?![/i][/b]  [/color]

I roll to my side to grin at Scout. "Haha, victory is mine once again!" I laugh. [i]Looks like my strategy may just be working![/i] "Try again?" I smile mischievously.

[color=forestgreen] [b] "Y-yeah! I'll get ya this time!" I recompose myself, trying not to stare at my friend's butt and trying to ignore my boyhood trying to escape their cotton confines. "You pick the stage."[/b]  [/color]

I readjust my stiffy and roll over before setting up the next game, taking a moment to stretch and arch my back to show off the goods. "Let's do this!"

[color=forestgreen] [b] I notice Dalton's movements and again have trouble focusing on the game we're playing. Three minutes later and I've suffered another defeat when usually I'm slightly better than him. [i]Ugh, why am I lookin' at his butt so much anyway?! I've seen it before... but not since Papa and I started playing. But he's moving weirdly. Is he doin' this on purpose? There's no way right?! He doesn' know I like playin' with guys. He can't just know that![/i][/b]  [/color]

I can feel Scout's eyes on me and it's oddly intoxicating that I can so easily distract him. But the more I think about it the more I wonder why? I know I'm attracted to guys, but I've never given any thought to them being attracted to me. [i]Is Scout attracted to me? Is he gay too?! Is that why they have the flag out front?[/i] All these thoughts have me distracted and I end up losing this round. "Argh, you win this time Scout! But only because I'm tired of beating you!" I proclaim. "I'm gonna go grab another drink, why don't you set up something to watch while we wait for pizza."

[color=forestgreen] [b] "Sounds good. Grab me one too please!" I call after him. I find myself watching him as he walks away, his butt outlined by the straps of his jockstrap. Once he's out of the room, I look down at my undies to discover I have an obvious wet spot on the front. [i]Uh oh. He can't see that! What do I do?![/i] I quickly grab the remote and flop down on my tummy to hide the fact I had been leaking.[/b]  [/color]

I make my way into the kitchen to grab our drinks and see Scout's Papa reading in the den. I wander over and ask him, "Hey, Mr. Scout's Papa?"

"Hey Dalton, I've told you before you can call me Mr. C." He says, setting his book aside.

"I know, I just like the full name." I say as I fidget nervously. "I wanted to ask about the flag out front... "

He chuckles softly, and I can't help smiling at his manly laugh, "I take it you know what that flag stands for?"

"It's a Pride flag, isn't it?"

"That's right, because I'm gay. Took my wife leaving me to realize that I won't miss having a woman in my life. I'm guessing from your hair that you don't mind that?"

[i]Holy shit! He's gay too?! I haven't actually told anyone yet, but I can tell him, right?[/i] Adrenaline rushes through my system and the world narrows in on me as I tell him, "Yeah, I'm gay too. I haven't really told anyone else yet, though."

"All things in your own time. That said, I think your secret would be safe with Scout." He says with a wink. He quickly looks at his phone and says, "Now, run along, the pizza's almost here!"

Relief floods my system in a kind of giddy euphoria. I quickly hug him, feeling the strength behind his light padding before I run into the kitchen. I grab two cans of soda from the fridge and make my way back to the living room. I nearly trip over my feet as I see Scout's butt in the air, tail wagging and the Blue Ranger staring up at me from his tight briefs. I can't resist and I jump on top of him, straddling his legs before putting the cold cans against the soft fur at the upper base of his tail.

[color=forestgreen] [b] "GAH! COLD!!!" I yelp as I struggle against the otter on top of me. I'm bigger and able to roll him off me pretty easily. "Rude!" I say half-jokingly. In the scuffle I forgot why I had been on my stomach in the first place and quickly think of a distraction. I try to reach for one of the cans in order to get him back.[/b]  [/color]

Scout manages to roll me completely around on the couch and we end up belly to belly as he reaches for the cans. Of course, any thought of keeping them out of his reach flies right out of my mind when I feel a stiff twitch at my crotch. A twitch that didn't come from me...

[color=forestgreen] [b] I grab one of the cans easily, but realize he's stopped resisting. It also dawns on me that an eerily familiar tingling sensation is radiating from my hard boyhood. [i]Oh no, oh no, oh no!![/i] My mind races trying to figure out some way to explain this, but forgetting to move off my friend. The friction of our crotches rubbing together makes me want to stay.[/b]  [/color]

[i]Is this really happening? What is happening? This feels really good, but is Scout...[/i] I feel a pleasant tingling sensation as our crotches rub together, when suddenly the doorbell rings! I jump a little before wriggling out from under Scout, and Scout’s Papa catches us doing something we shouldn’t.

[color=forestgreen] [b] The doorbell also startles me and Dalton's wiggling causes me to fall off the couch onto my back. It's not a long drop and I'm just a little stunned. I hear Papa head to the door as I roll over and pick myself up. "G-guess the pizza is here." I stutter a bit, still reeling from the awkwardness. "We should go meet him in the dining room to grab our slices."[/b]  [/color]

"Y-yeah," I stutter awkwardly. [i] What's wrong with me!? It's just Scout! He's been my cute friend for years! Wait... Cute?[/i] I follow after him, my eyes unconsciously falling to his butt a few times as we head to grab our pizzas.

"Alright boys," Papa called "let's grab our pizzas and settle in! What movie are we watching tonight, Scout?"

[color=forestgreen] [b] "I set us up to watch Boats." I say as I grab a plate and a slice of pizza. "It smells really good!"[/b]  [/color]

"Of course it does, I made it with love!" He proclaims proudly. 

[i]Wow, the Dad Jokes are strong with this one.[/i] Not that I mind, really. It's endearing. Scout is lucky to have such a strong, loving Papa.

[color=forestgreen] [b] I groan at the bad joke. "Paaaapaaaa..." [i]But he wouldn't be Papa if he didn't make silly jokes like that.[/i] I walk back to the living room and sit on the couch in the middle. Dalton follows and sits on my right. Papa slides over the coffee table so we can have our drinks in front of us and set our plates down. Before he's able to sit, I pipe up. "Uh, Papa, you look a little overdressed for the sleepover!" [i]If Dalton really was messing with me earlier, maybe he likes boys too. I gotta see how he reacts to seeing Papa in his undies. Besides, I wanna see Papa in his undies too![/i][/b]  [/color]

Scout's Papa looks at him almost startled before looking to me and asking, "I'm not really part of y'all's sleepover, but I can if that's alright with you?"

[i]YES! Wait, what? What's going on with me tonight? I've been over Scout's place over a hundred times and I've never been eager to see them in their undies… or less, but now it's practically the only thing left in my brain![/i] I give myself a mental shake and respond, "Sure, that's fine with me."

With only the smallest bit of hesitation he pulls his shirt off, revealing his broad chest and belly. He obviously works out and has plenty of muscle, but the definition is covered by a comfortable layer of cushion. I can't help but stare as his hands move to unbutton his pants. The zipper pulls down to reveal a pair of pristine white briefs trying their best to hide a large endowment. When he bends over to slide his pants off I try my best not to drool over THAT ASS. I'm not sure I succeed.

[color=forestgreen] [b] "I mean, I know you're not part of the sleepover Papa, but you are watchin' the movie with us. And we're both in our undies." I side glance at Dalton to see him watching Papa strip. [i]He's really starin’ at Papa. Does... does that mean he does like boys too?![/i][/b]  [/color]

When Scout's Papa starts to stand back up I quickly turn my head so that he doesn't catch me staring. 

I look over again as he sits down and asks us, "Are we ready to watch the movie?"

[color=forestgreen] [b] "Yep!" I pick up the remote and press play as Papa sits down. "Home, turn down lights please!" I call to the house control system. The lights dim and I pick up my plate and happily munch my pizza, temporarily forgetting about the boy issues I'd been experiencing. Once my food is gone, I lean against Papa for snuggles as I had been doing lately despite my best friend sitting next to me.[/b]  [/color]

The movie starts as we chow down on our pizza slices. It's funny and lighthearted and I'm enjoying it. I notice out of the corner of my eye when Scout puts down his plate and snuggles up to his Papa. They look cozy. Scout's Papa absentmindedly runs his paw through Scout's fur and Scout snuggles in deeper. I envy that kind of casual closeness that I'll never be able to share with my own dad. The third or fourth time I glance over, Scout's Papa lifts his paw up and waves me over gently. I look up at him askance, to see his kind smile. I blush a little before scooting over to cuddle into Scout's other side. He is warm and soft and I relax into him as I feel his Papa's paw on my head, scritching me gently.

[color=forestgreen] [b] I don't think much of Dalton moving in and lying against me, the movie distracting me enough to not give the outside world too much thought. His short fur doesn't feel as warm as Papa's longer, fluffier fur, but it has a softness all its own. Since his fur is so short, it feels like a smooth layer across his body instead of like a pillow. I absently wrap my right arm over him to pull him closer to me in the cuddle. I notice Papa's paw leave me and look away from the movie long enough to notice that he's petting Dalton. [i]Wait, Papa's petting Dalton? DALTON IS CUDDLIN' ME?![/i] Full realization sets in on the situation and my boyhood hardens so fast that I worry it'll rip my undies. Trying to not give myself away, I desperately pretend that I didn't fully notice and go back to trying to focus on the movie, hoping that my erection and spot that I know must've shown up from the throb I felt down there aren't noticed.[/b]  [/color]

I enjoy the movie cuddling up to Scout and his Papa. At some point my paw absentmindedly wanders and I end up petting Scout in much the same way as his Papa was, my paw running freely through his wonderfully soft belly fur and the fur along his thigh.

[color=forestgreen] [b] [i]He's pettin' me?! I can't believe this! He must like boys. His paws are so much smaller than Papa's.[/i] Dalton petting me forces my brain to wander and wonder what his paws would feel like if they strayed lower than my belly. I leak and strain more in my undies, almost completely uninterested in the movie at this point.[/b]  [/color]

My paw wanders down his stomach and ends up caressing his stiffy. [i]This is nice, being able to just cuddle with my friend and his really soft fur and rough, undies-covered bulge... Oh, shit![/i]. I quickly pull my hand back and apologize. "Sorry about that! I didn't mean it!"

[color=forestgreen] [b] I get lost in feeling so relaxed that my eyes are partially closed. I let out a soft moan as my shaft is rubbed through my undies. The paw is small and fits... [i]wait, small? NO WAY?![/i] I hear the sorry and realize he must be apologizing. "N-n-n-no problem!" My face feels like it's on fire.[/b]  [/color]

I'm blushing profusely, but I’m too comfortable cuddled up to Scout. [i]He can't see me blushing if all he can see is the top of my head, right?[/i]

[color=forestgreen] [b] I settle back down myself, pretending to pay attention to the movie, but secretly wishing Dalton's paw would end up back on my boyhood and stay there. Especially if I didn't have my undies on.[/b]  [/color]

I spend the rest of the movie hyper aware of Scout and not paying any attention to the TV. As the credits roll, Scout's Papa stands up and says, "Alright pups, get your pants on! It's time for dessert and it's too cold outside for our skivvies! Scout, you grab the supplies. Dalton, you're on fire duty." 

I hop off the couch and excitedly put my clothes back on, only slightly disappointed that I don't get to see Scout or his Papa in their undies anymore.

[color=forestgreen] [b] I hop off the couch and slip back into my clothes, slightly relieved that the wet spot on the front of my undies will be hidden. I head to the kitchen and grab the sticks, marshmallows, crackers, and chocolate from the pantry, before heading out the back door to the yard.[/b]  [/color]

By the time Scout arrives with the food I've got a small fire started in their fire pit. It's dark and the air outside is chilly, but the growing fire is enough to keep the cold at bay. Looking up I can see the lights of the city in the distance, but more importantly I can see the stars. "You're so lucky you live so far from the city."

[color=forestgreen] [b] "Yeah, it's nice out here. Still not as good as when we go camping though." I set the supplies on the outdoor glass table Papa keeps nearby the firepit for when we cook on the fire. Moving next to Dalton by the fire to keep warm, I look up at the stars myself, marveling at how much I can see compared to when we're in the city.[/b]  [/color]

I bump his shoulder with mine. "I'm sorry about earlier, I really didn't mean to make you feel uncomfortable."

[color=forestgreen] [b] "Oh, uh..." my face immediately heats up again. I hope it's not too visible in the flickering firelight. "It's totally fine... no uncomfortableness at all! I... I kinda didn't mind at all."[/b]  [/color]

I tilt my head in confusion for a moment before realization sets in and I begin to blush. "O-oh, really? That's great! I mean, are you-" 

I'm cut off as Scout's Papa walks through the door. "Are y'all ready to make some S'mores!?" He booms, speaking as though he's laughing at the same time. "Give that fire some more food so that we can eat too!" 

I do as he asks and soon the fire is roaring and ready for us to roast some marshmallows.

[color=forestgreen] [b] [i]Darn it Papa! You have terrible timing![/i] I think to myself as he strolls over to us. [i]Wait, he has that smile on his face like he knows something I don't.[/i] I help Dalton stoke the fire and am happy when it starts roaring away. I grab my stick with the green handle, shove a marshmallow on the end, and hold it over the fire. I'm careful not to set it on fire too quick, wanting to heat and melt the insides.[/b]  [/color]

I grab my own stick and begin roasting a marshmallow, making sure to get a nice char. "I can't wait for spring and our next camping trip!"

[color=forestgreen] [b] "I'm so excited too! And I think next year we even get a late Fall campout! Like, after the time change so it'll get dark earlier for more glowsticks and stargazin'."[/b]  [/color]

"Glowsticks?! Back in my day we didn't have glowsticks when we went camping! What is this, a rave?!" Scout's Papa exclaimed.

[color=forestgreen] [b] "Papa, I'm pretty sure you told me you had glowsticks when you were a boy." I correct.[/b]  [/color]

"Nonsense, they didn't even exist when I was your age!"

[color=forestgreen] [b] "Grrr, but you said-"[/b]  [/color]

"Just eat your s'more and let me be old, ya brat!" He says lovingly as he ruffles Scout's head fur.

[color=forestgreen] [b] I pull my marshmallow out of the fire, much bigger and puffier than before I roasted it. Papa took the time to assemble the crackers and chocolate for us while we roasted, so my S'More was instantly ready. I take a bite and let out an audible "Mmmmmmmmm" as I chew the gooey, sweet treat.[/b]  [/color]

I can't help but envy how close Scout and his Papa are. My own parents are nice enough, but distant and always busy with work, even when they’re home.

[color=forestgreen] [b] I finish my S'More and go to roast another marshmallow, getting back on the camp out topic. "I'm most excited for nighttime Hide and Seek though. It's so much more challenging. Plus, my dark fur will help me hide even better!"[/b]  [/color]

"You're just lucky they don't let me hide in the lake!" I say as I stick my tongue out at him.

[color=forestgreen] [b] "I mean, wouldn't it be too cold?" I ask since we were talking about a late Fall trip.[/b]  [/color]

"Not for me! Otters are insulated!"

[color=forestgreen] [b] "Oh. But then, why do you still bundle up outside?"[/b]  [/color]

"The water traps air pockets in our fur that turns into a protective barrier. No water, no barrier."

[color=forestgreen] [b] "Ohhhhh. I get super cold when I get wet. And my fur looks weird."[/b]  [/color]

"You always look weird!" I tease him.

[color=forestgreen] [b] "Rude!" I playfully stick my tongue out at him while I finish roasting my second marshmallow.[/b]  [/color]

I get another marshmallow on my stick and poke his with my own, getting them stuck together.

[color=forestgreen] [b] "Hey! What'd you do that for?"[/b]  [/color]

"More marshmallow for me!"

[color=forestgreen] [b] I pull the marshmallows apart and lose a good chunk of mine. "You took my whole outer layer... That's like, the best part! And it'll just melt off when you go to put it in the fire."[/b]  [/color]

"No it won't!" I say as I put the whole gooey marshmallow in my mouth. It can't quite fit and I end up with a bunch of sticky white stuff all over my mouth.

[color=forestgreen] [b] I laugh as his face gets coated in sticky, white, goo. "And how did that work for you?"[/b]  [/color]

"It worked out just fine!" I say as I lick my lips and use my fingers to scrape the leftovers off my face. I'm sure to suck each finger clean.

[color=forestgreen] [b] As I watch him do this, I can't help but feel a familiar stir in my nethers. I quickly dismiss this thought and eat my less than full marshmallow, since it wouldn't make for a good S'More anymore.[/b]  [/color]

"Alright boys! That's enough foolin' around. One more S'More and then it's time for your baths!"

[color=forestgreen] [b] "Awww, alright Papa." I grab my last marshmallow and make quick work roasting it. As I hold it over the fire, my mind wanders a little to the upcoming bath and what it might be like to share a bath with the cute otter. [i]Wait…Cute?[/i][/b]  [/color]

I scarf down my last S’More before I head inside and hop in the bath first. The tub is nowhere near as big as an otter tub, but that's to be expected. The warm water is wonderful after the cold outside.

[color=forestgreen] [b] I wait my turn, helping Papa clean up as Dalton takes his bath first as our guest. I have some trouble keeping my willy down thinking about my friend naked in our tub. [i]What is going on?! Why aren't you stayin' down?![/i] 

"Having fun Little One?" Papa asks as we clean up, pulling me out of my thoughts.

"Of course Papa. I always have fun when Dalton comes over!" I say cheerfully, my tail wagging. I pause for a moment, debating about telling Papa about what keeps happening in my pants.

"What's on your mind?" He asks.

[i]How does he always know?![/i] And before I can linger on the question, Papa's voice echoes in my head [i]’Because I'm your Papa.’[/i] I sigh, and look up at Papa for what feels like a tough conversation. "I've been having issues keeping my weiner soft with Dalton around. This has never happened before an' I don't know what to do. I think he may be interested in... playing... ‘cause he was showing off his butt, I think, when we were playing Smash. And he accidently touched my willy when we watched the movie."

"Are you sure it was an accident? And was he showing off, or is it just that you want him to be showing off?"

"I'm not sure it was an accident. I think his paw may've wandered when we all cuddled. Like mine does sometimes with you. And I'm not sure about the showing off, but he DEFINITELY moved his tail out of the way to reveal his butt more."

"And what do you want?" He asks, his face serious but not angry.

"I wouldn't mind playing if he wants to. It'd be interesting to play with someone my age." I admit, looking at the ground instinctually.

"And does he even know that you're interested?"

"Well, we were starting to talk about it when you came out to roast marshmallows..."

"I do have the worst timing sometimes, don't I?" He says as he rubs the back of his head.

I chuckle and look up finally, the humor making me feel less awkward. "Yeah, just a little Papa."

"Well, you know what I always say. Communication is Key. Talk to him about it."

"Yes Papa." I nod when I hear movement upstairs, signaling that it's going to be my turn for a bath soon.

"Go get him pup!" He says as he swats my butt playfully.

Papa's encouragement sends a bolt of excitement through me and I race up the stairs so fast that I nearly trip a couple times. I was never expecting him to be so accepting of me playing with someone else! I head to my room and grab a clean pair of plain whities from my undies drawer before heading to the bathroom to wait for Dalton to finish.[/b]  [/color]

As I'm toweling off my head, I open the door and nearly bump into Scout. "Oh, sorry, I didn't see you... Oh, shoot!" I remember, too late, that I don't have any clothes on and my sheath and balls are on display! I quickly cover myself with the towel and run to the bedroom. Once safely in the room I wonder to myself, [i]Since when have I been self conscious around Scout?[/i]

[color=forestgreen] [b] "No it's alri-" he's gone before I can finish my sentence or get any real look at his boyhood. I mumble a little, but understand he may be embarrassed. [i]But we've seen each other butt naked a bunch of times![/i] I think while stepping into the bathroom and shutting the door. I run the water and strip out of my dirty clothes. As I step into the warm water, I relax. It doesn't take long for me to get hard, which had been happening a lot in the tub. Sometimes I'd even cum before leaving the tub, but I want to wait to see if anything will happen tonight.[/b]  [/color]

I calm down a little as I put on a fresh jock, a bright green version of the pink one I had on earlier, and my pajamas. They are covered in cute cartoon fish. I hop up into Scout's twin-sized bed and wonder just how much longer we'll both be able to fit in it. I bury my face in his pillow. It smells like him.

[color=forestgreen] [b] Once I'm all clean, I dry off hurriedly to try to get more time with Dalton. I slip into my undies and head back to my room. Dalton's already on the bed, so I squeeze in next to him, not bothering to put on any pajamas.[/b]  [/color]

I stiffen a little as I feel Scout get in bed. Rolling over I immediately notice that he isn't wearing his pajamas, just a pair of tight, white briefs like his Papa. I can't help it and I feel my blood rush to my willy as I start to get hard again. My blood also rushes to my cheeks as I start to blush again. "Hi," I say. [i] What is going on with me tonight?![/i]

[color=forestgreen] [b] "Heya buddy." Being so close together in bed, I feel his member poke me. I quickly feel my shaft poke out of my sheath. "I... uh... think we need to talk."[/b]  [/color]

I feel our crotches touch again and I really don't want to pull away. "Yeah, I'm sorry."

[color=forestgreen] [b] "Why sorry?" I feel the touch and I can't help myself. If I'm right, then this should work. I gently move my hip so that our boyhoods rub together.[/b]  [/color]

I’m caught off guard a little by the movement, but he’s probably just trying to fit into the small bed with me in it too. "I just don't want to do anything to make you feel uncomfortable around me."

[color=forestgreen] [b] "You haven't. In fact, I think I might be feelin' the same way."[/b]  [/color]

That catches me off guard a little. And I look up into his eyes nervously. [i]I should at least tell him first to be sure.[/i] "Scout, I'm gay."

[color=forestgreen] [b] "That's okay. I think I am too." I reply, my tail thumping a little. [i]He does like boys too![/i] As he looks into my eyes I feel another wave of heat rush to my cheeks and nethers.[/b]  [/color]

"Oh, really?!" I say, relief flooding me and a big smile spreading across my face. I grab onto his hips with my paws and grind against him a little. "I guess I really should have known with how distracted you were by my butt earlier."

[color=forestgreen] [b] "Yeah, I need to see if that counts as blatant cheating." I smile back and grind against him in turn. My shaft slides fully out of its sheath and pokes out the top of my whities.[/b]  [/color]

"It's not cheating! I didn't force you to suck!" I stick out my tongue and grind into him a little more, wishing I wasn't wearing my pajamas, but not sure if I should take them off yet.

[color=forestgreen] [b] "No, you distracted me with yer butt on purpose!" I poke his nose accusingly with my own nose, since my paws have started rubbing his hips. The feeling of his soft, fleece pajamas is nice, but I feel a strong urge to tug them off so I can rub his fur. [i]But what if Papa catches us? Would he stop us? I don't think so…[/i] I keep pace with his grinding, very much enjoying the tingles coming from my willy.

"I'm not the only one with a butt, you know." I retort, " You could have easily tried to distract me with yours, but you didn't! I won fair and square!" And at that I reach behind him and give his butt a good squeeze. It's plump but firm, with some good give under his fluffy fur.

[color=forestgreen] [b] "Hey, I didn' know you liked- ohhhh." I quickly lose my train of thought as my butt is squeezed. His small paw feels amazing! It's a firm squeeze, but no where near as firm as Papa's. His smaller paw makes the feeling more condensed on my butt. My tail thumps gently and I feel myself spurt some pre at the new sensation. Unable to help myself, I look into Dalton's brown eyes and lean in close.[/b]  [/color]

I see him lean in, his muzzle approaching mine and I dive in. Our teeth clack together before I turn my head and our muzzles lock and I can taste him. His big teeth, his tongue, his lips it's all a weird mix of textures to my searching tongue.

[color=forestgreen] [b] I moan, letting his tongue explore my maw while I explore his mouth. Everything about him is so much smaller than Papa. His teeth aren't nearly as sharp and his mouth is much rounder. I feel like I could push my tongue down his throat while his tongue can't even reach the whole way down my muzzle. Mine is at least twice as big! But it doesn't matter. The kiss itself is amazing and I can't control myself as I start tugging his pants down.[/b]  [/color]

I am overwhelmed by his tongue forcing its way into my mouth, pushing my own back with it. I almost don't notice him pulling at my pants. I feel them bunch up under my hip and roll over onto my back to make them easier to remove without thinking. Our kiss is broken and I come up for air. "Wow!"

[color=forestgreen] [b] "Yeah…" I'm breathing rapidly as I help him get his pants off. He looks amazing in his green jockstrap which is tenting vigorously. I reach down and put my paw on the front, pushing his willy flat against him and making his tip poke out of the waistband like mine is. His pink tip glistens with pre of his own.[/b]  [/color]

My head is in the clouds but I am brought back to reality when the pressure on my stiffy goes away. I look down to see Scout staring hungrily at my willy peeking out from my waistband. [i]How did this even happen!? Are we really doing this?![/i] I've watched some guy on guy stuff on the internet before, so I have some idea about the mechanics, but this is the first time I've done anything like this with anyone else!

[color=forestgreen] [b] I nearly lose all control at the sight of the small otter pantsless on my bed. All I can think about is rolling him over and ravaging his tight hole until I cum. He was so eager to tease me with that butt earlier and now it's mine for the taking! [i]STOP! You don't have consent for that![/i] I immediately snap back to reality and shake my head a little, asking, "Uh, how much do you know about this stuff?"[/b]  [/color]

[i]Wait, why did he stop? Do I want him to stop? No, I definitely don't want him to stop![/i] I hump the air a little, hornier than I've ever been in my life, but I answer his question. "I've seen some porn, but I've never done anything, not really."

[color=forestgreen] [b] I watch as he humps the air. "I guess you want to do something based on your humping." I place my paw on his shaft still trapped in his jockstrap and rub a little. His willy, like the rest of him, is smaller than mine and Papa’s. It’s conical and feels smooth all the way down, without any sort of knotting or swelling on the shaft. "What do you want to do?"[/b]  [/color]

I moan at the renewed sensations and hump into his paw before bringing my own to my waistband and begin pulling my jock off. "I want more!"

[color=forestgreen] [b]With his approval, I lean down and eagerly take his boyhood into my muzzle just as it is freed from the jock. His dick is pink and thicker at the base where it pokes out of his shaft, coming to a much narrower spot at the tip. I easily get all four inches in without issue. His smaller size, compared to Papa, means that the pre he leaks goes right onto my tongue so no taste is lost. He is much sweeter than Papa and me. I'm able to use my tongue to lick around his whole shaft and tip at the same time. It's so different than Papa's, but I'm just as, if not more, eager to taste him.[/b]  [/color]

His warm mouth is amazing! I've only ever jerked off before, but if I could, I'll never do it again if I can have his tongue licking around my willy instead! I moan out a little before covering my mouth. [i]I don't want Scout's Papa coming in and stopping us![/i]

[color=forestgreen] [b] I keep sucking and licking, savoring the taste and feel of him. My paw runs up under his shirt to rub his chest as I bob up and down on his member a little.[/b]  [/color]

The sensations are all too much and I can feel myself getting close already. "I-I feel like I'm a-about to..." I manage to get out before I fill Scout's mouth with my thick load.

[color=forestgreen] [b] I go all the way down and let him fill my mouth, moaning a little at being able to taste his cum so quickly. Like his pre, it is much sweeter than Papa's. I swallow the hot load down, licking around the tip to make sure I get every drop. Once I can tell he's done, I pull off and lay down next to him, my tail wagging and my boyhood leaking.[/b]  [/color]

I spend a minute in post-orgasm bliss before saying, "That. Was. AMAZING!"

[color=forestgreen] [b] "It was! But I guess the first time is one of the most memorable."[/b]  [/color]

"Was this not your first time?" I asked, curious. And then, "Wait, do you want me to do that to you too?"

[color=forestgreen] [b] "Oh, uhh, I, uhhh..." I fumble a bit, realizing I accidently let slip that I had played before and now I’ll have to try to figure out how to not say it was with Papa. As soon as I hear the second question, I use it to distract from the first. "Yes! I would like that! I-if you want of course."[/b]  [/color]

I look down at his throbbing cock, standing fully out of its sheath, knot bulging, and a thick droplet of clear liquid slowly leaking from his tip. All questions fly from my mind as I immediately sit back up and make my way towards Scout's crotch. It smells of soap and some slightly salty musk. Hesitantly, I lick the tip, tasting his pre. It's salty-sweet and I want more. I open my mouth wide and try to fit as much of it in my mouth as I can, only lightly grazing him with my teeth on the way down.

[color=forestgreen] [b] "Ah!" His teeth are sharp and it stings a ton when they graze my shaft. "Be careful..."[/b]  [/color]

I slow down, taking my time so my teeth don’t graze him again. This is made more difficult when his tip prods my tonsils, just before I can reach his knot. My gag reflex triggers and I manage to lock my jaw open but I still snort and quickly pull off of him and gasp for air.

[color=forestgreen] [b] I moan as he works my shaft and tip slowly. He's not too bad for a first timer and I appreciate the effort he's taking to mind his teeth. I leak a little more and my knot gets a little bigger. I hear him gag and look down as he pulls off. "Too much?"[/b]  [/color]

"You're big! Especially with that knot of yours. I couldn't fit that in my mouth even if it was all that was there!" But that doesn't mean I'm not willing to try! I go back down and lick him from the side, licking all over his shaft. I put my lips around half of his knot and gently suck on it.

[color=forestgreen] [b] I squirm as his soft, but somewhat rough, tongue licks over my shaft. I can't help but gasp at the feeling of my knot being sucked. Even if it is only half of it, the stimulation is still incredible![/b]  [/color]

I go back to suck on his tip some more, enjoying the taste of his pre. I bring my paw up and squeeze his warm, pulsing knot as I use it to find a better angle to fit more of it in my mouth.

[color=forestgreen] [b] "Ohhh yes. Just like that." The paw wrapped around my knot combined with the sucking at my tip brings me pure pleasure. More and more pre leaks as my knot swells in Dalton's grasp.[/b]  [/color]

I see what squeezing his knot does to him and squeeze harder. His willy throbs that much harder and I gulp down his pre as I bob up and down.

[color=forestgreen] [b] "Ah, ah! If you keep that up-ohhh-too late! Here it comes!" I can't hold back once he squeezes my knot and starts bobbing on my weiner. My knot and shaft swell before my cum shoots into Dalton's mouth. I can't hold back my moaning as the waves of ecstacy take over.[/b]  [/color]

Jets of salty cum shoot into my mouth. The texture is unpleasantly slimy, yet sticky at the same time, even if it tastes ok. I swallow some of it, but I let most of it drip out of my mouth back onto his dick. "That was… something. The texture is gross, though."

[color=forestgreen] [b] "I kinda like it." I reply. Seeing it dribble out of his mouth, I pull him up to me so that I can lick it off. My cum tastes really good, but it is a little thicker than usual. "That was amazin'! Not bad for a first timer."[/b]  [/color]

[i]There it is again.[/i] "First timer? Have you done this before?" I ask, wondering who he could have played with and when.

[color=forestgreen] [b] [i]Oh no, oh no, oh no! Stupid pup! Papa told me not to tell anyone. But, maybe I can trust Dalton?[/i] "Well. Uhh, not exactly..."[/b]  [/color]

"What do you mean by that?" [i]He acts like he knows way too much for this to be his first time![/i]

[color=forestgreen] [b] "It's uh- I mean." I keep fumbling. "It's not the first time."[/b]  [/color]

"Who did you play with?!" [i]Could it be someone from school? Or Cub Scouts?[/i] I can't stop myself from asking, before I remember my own situation. "Wait, no. Are they in the closet still? I don't want you to out someone without their permission."

[color=forestgreen] [b] "Uhh, yeah, they don't want me to tell anyone." I nod in agreement. I know Papa is out, but he did say not to tell anyone that we were playing. [i]That was too close![/i][/b]  [/color]

I’m a little disappointed, but I understand. "Yeah, that's fine, just be sure to tell them that their secret would be safe with me."

[color=forestgreen] [b] "I'll let him know." I nod and lay down next to Dalton, slowing my heart rate back down after the panic. "Seems like you enjoyed givin' head right up ‘til I came."[/b]  [/color]

"Yeah, I like the taste, but the texture is gross!"

[color=forestgreen] [b] "I dunno. I liked it right away." I shrug. "But I guess not everyone's gonna like everything."[/b]  [/color]

"Yup! Speaking of everything, what else have you done already?"

[color=forestgreen] [b] "Oh, well. I've fucked and been fucked already." I can feel my cheeks glowing again.[/b]  [/color]

[i]Holy crap, he's done it all![/i] "Wow, how was it? Did it hurt? What was it like?"

[color=forestgreen] [b] "It hurt a little at first, but once I got used to the size, it was amazing! It was so intense I came without touching my willy! When I fucked, it was like I lost myself to my feral side. I just wanted to thrust into the warm hole until my knot popped in and I came!" The memory of fucking Papa’s tight hole makes my member start to stiffen again.[/b]  [/color]

"Your knot can fit in a butt!? There's no way! And was it better than getting sucked on?" There's so much I don't know that the questions just keep coming!

[color=forestgreen] [b] "Uh huh! You gotta use slick stuff called lube and work the butt open slowly." My weiner quickly goes to full attention as I explain. "I'd say it's better! A tailhole is warmer and tighter than a mouth. Plus, since my knot gets squeezed, it provides a LOT more sensation!"[/b]  [/color]

Just thinking about it has me rock hard and poking out of my sheath again. "Uhh...do you wanna try with me?"

[color=forestgreen] [b] "Yes!" My tail wags. "But uhh... there is the matter of prep..."[/b]  [/color]

"What do we gotta do?"

[color=forestgreen] [b] "Uh, well, go to the bathroom and..." I trail off. "May just have to show you."[/b]  [/color]

We head to his bathroom and he shows me what to do. He’s really lucky because his dad's gay too, so he has a lot of the better equipment. I end up asking him lots of questions and he's so nice and helpful. We also decide that when we get back to the room that Scout will be on the bottom first so that I can get a feel for how it's done.

[color=forestgreen] [b] Once back in the bedroom, I crawl onto my bed on my belly. I lift my tail, showing off my tailhole. "What do you think Dalton?"[/b]  [/color]

His tail is wagging just above two round furry cheeks, his gray patch that tapers down to his hole. As I watch, it clenches in anticipation and I wonder how it will feel with my willy in there. "I wanna dive right in, but you mentioned lube before?"

[color=forestgreen] [b] "Yep! I have some in my nightstand. Though some people like licking the tailhole before using lube. It helps relax the bottom a lot." I explain.[/b]  [/color]

I am dubious about that, but at this point I'm so horny I'll try anything. I bring my face down to his clenching hole. [i]At least I know he just washed himself down there. Here goes nothing![/i] I take a deep breath, stick my tongue out, and lick his butthole. It doesn't really taste like anything, so I keep going. It's a weird sensation to feel him clenching around my tongue and I try to go deeper, though I don't have a very long tongue. I can still get in there and I am sure to get my saliva everywhere.

[color=forestgreen] [b] I groan in pure bliss as Dalton licks my tailhole. I'm surprised the roughness of his tongue doesn't hurt, but actually makes it better. It's almost like a deep itch being scratched. I wiggle a bit and pull my cheeks apart so he can get deeper in there.[/b]  [/color]

He spreads his cheeks and I push my face in a little harder, but it doesn't take long before my jaw is tired. I come up for air and immediately look around for the lube.

[color=forestgreen] [b] I'm disappointed to lose the tongue, but I also remember my jaw hurting too until I got more practice with Papa. "Nightstand drawer on the left." I tell him as I hear him fumble around at the stuff on the table.[/b]  [/color]

I pull open the drawer and see the words Super Lube on a bottle. [i]This must be it![/i] I pull it out and pour some on his tailhole and then rub some on my willy. It's very slippery. I line the tip of my willy with his tailhole and can already feel the warmth of his hole.

[color=forestgreen] [b] I feel the tip line up and my hole relaxes automatically. "Try to go gently at first."[/b]  [/color]

I push in slowly and the first thing that I notice is how warm it is. His tailhole is tight and hot and slick and it feels so good that it takes everything I have to not shove myself all the way in to the hilt!

[color=forestgreen] [b] The otter's dick is nowhere near as big as Papa's, but it still takes me a second to get used to something stretching me open. I squeeze around his shaft and then relax, letting him slide in further. I feel relaxed enough and I desperately want my spot hit so I nod my head and say "go for it."[/b]  [/color]

At that, I shove myself all the way in until my hip hits his butt and I just grind there, letting his tailhole grip all around my boyhood. I don't think I ever want to leave and as he squeezes on my cock I start losing focus. I just want to go as deep as I can.

[color=forestgreen] [b] His thrust makes his shaft slide over my spot, making me shudder in pleasure and squeeze more. "Oohhh, you feel so good."[/b]  [/color]

I pull out and a whole new series of sensations assault my willy and just before I pull all the way out I slam myself back in. It isn't long before I've built up a rhythm and I'm fucking Scout as hard as I can. I even feel my balls slapping his every time I hilt him!

[color=forestgreen] [b] Dalton didn't give me much time before going at it! Luckily, he is smaller than Papa so it doesn't take long for me to really start enjoying it. Each thrust makes his shaft rub right on the spot and I leak pre all over my sheets. I moan and squeeze my hole when he thrusts in. "Oh Dalton! Keep going! Don't stop!" I groan and huff.[/b]  [/color]

I'm already starting to lose focus to the pleasure and his words are all the encouragement I need to let go. I go full speed and hammer into him, pleasure building quickly until I reach the edge and spill over, filling Scout with the biggest orgasm of my life! I shudder with every throb and spurt of cum that I shoot into Scout's butt.

[color=forestgreen] [b] I grunt as he pounds my tailhole mercilessly. The stimulation makes me feel like I want to cum, but I hover right on the edge! I soon feel the wonderful warmth of his hot seed flooding my hole. I groan as I'm filled, a puddle of my pre soaking the sheets.[/b]  [/color]

I cling to his back and rub my face into his soft fur. The smell of his sweat is stronger now. [i]Have his shoulders always been this broad?[/i] I move a little to get more comfortable and shudder as my soft boyhood slides out of his tailhole.

[color=forestgreen] [b] I feel a wave of disappointment as his willy softens and leaves me so quickly. I had gotten used to Papa knotting me and us being tied, sometimes resulting in me cumming twice. I collapse forward onto my tummy, letting the otter fall on top of me. It feels nice to have him there. Kind of like a soft blanket.[/b]  [/color]

I hug Scout and tell him, "We're definitely gonna have to do that again! I-I if you want to, that is." Suddenly feeling a little self-conscious.

[color=forestgreen] [b] Since I haven't gotten to cum yet, my shyness and timidness from earlier isn't around and I reply with an enthusiastic, "We can do that anytime you come over!"[/b]  [/color]

"I am so totally coming over more often!" If it means I get to do this every day I'd move in right now! Granted, my parents probably wouldn't be thrilled, but it's not like they're ever really there anyway.

[color=forestgreen] [b] I grin, though I know he can't see it. Having Dalton in me, someone my own age, was much different than Papa. Not that I wanted to stop playing with him, but the connection is different. Thinking about the next time Dalton will fill my tailhole makes my boyhood throb under me, as if to remind me I haven't gotten off yet. "I still need to take my turn on top."[/b]  [/color]

"Oh, yeah, right! I guess I should lay on my stomach so you can lick my tailhole?"

[color=forestgreen] [b] "Do you still want me to fuck you?" I ask, knowing that sometimes cumming makes me too tight to bottom.[/b]  [/color]

"I guess? I mean, I've never done anything back there, so I'd like to try? And I feel kinda bad that you didn't get to cum." I'm kinda nervous, but my curiosity outweighs any apprehension I may have. I roll off of Scout and get on my hands and knees, lifting my tail up until I can grab onto the tip over my shoulder and hold it there.

[color=forestgreen] [b] Once he rolls onto the bed and shows me his hole, I can't really resist. I quickly lean my face in and sniff. His hole smells a little musky with sweat, but clean. I start licking just above his hole, teasing him.[/b]  [/color]

His tongue is big, wet, and surprisingly warm. Was it that warm when we were kissing?

[color=forestgreen] [b] I move lower and get my first taste of his hole. It tastes amazing and I dive right in, drilling my tongue into him.[/b]  [/color]

Like hot lightening, pleasure shoots up my spine the moment his tongue pushes into my hole. My breath catches in my throat and I stifle a moan, fearful that Scout's Papa might come and stop Scout from licking my tailhole.

[color=forestgreen] [b] His stifled moans only encourage me to lick more. I swirl my tongue around a bit inside before pulling back and licking all up and down his crack, pausing a little to taste his hole more on the way.[/b]  [/color]

"Wow, that feels amazing! Get back in there!" I reach back, barely able to reach the back of his head to push his muzzle deeper between my butt cheeks.

[color=forestgreen] [b] I dive back in hungrily. My tongue passes his ring and licks all over the inside. I moan into his butt, grabbing his cheeks and massaging them.[/b]  [/color]

"Oh, yeah, that's goooood, just like that!" I moan out into the comforter. I can feel his tongue digging as deep as he can and it's not enough. [i]I need more.[/i] "I need more!"

[color=forestgreen] [b] Hearing him call out, I know he's ready. I grab the lube and slick my rock hard boyhood up. I use the rest on my paw to lube his hole, rubbing it and loving the feel of it throb needily under my paw. I get up on my knees behind him and rub my tip against the tight entrance. "Ready?"[/b]  [/color]

I can feel his warmth on my tailhole and I want it in me, I just hope he doesn’t split me in half! "Just.. just go slow, ok?"

[color=forestgreen] [b] "I’ll try." I say. I start applying pressure and my tip almost immediately pops in. Before I can stop, about half my shaft slips in. I stop as quick as I can to let him get used to it while I enjoy the warm, squeezing hole. It's much tighter than Papa's and pleasure rushes all through me, radiating from my boyhood.[/b]  [/color]

I feel his tip slide in, forcing my tailhole to stretch wider than it's ever been before. But instead of pain it was one of the best sensations I've ever felt, second only to what happened a moment later when he slams into something inside of me that makes my whole body sing with pleasure!

[color=forestgreen] [b] I notice he's shuddering and I worry I hurt him. "Hey, you okay? It doesn't hurt does it?!" I ask him.[/b]  [/color]

"FUCK ME!"

[color=forestgreen] [b] "Oh, well, you asked for it." Relieved, I waste no more time and sink in to my slightly formed knot. His virgin hole is almost a vice on my weiner and I groan in enjoyment. I don't hesitate as I start a steady rhythm in and out. I start losing control as the sensations overwhelm me, replacing my entire being with one, singular idea. I need to breed this hole! Nothing else matters now. I push in harder and my semi formed knot starts popping in and out, providing even more pleasure.[/b]  [/color]

I feel completely full and blissed out of my mind when Scout pushes his knot into my tailhole for the first time. It would probably hurt if I could feel anything beyond waves of pleasure. And then he pulls it back out and shoves it back in and hits THAT SPOT! And when his knot pops into my tailhole the feeling of being stretched to my limit and FULL! I can't think except to encourage him to keep going and go harder. "Fuck YES! Fuck me! Harder!"

[color=forestgreen] [b] I don't need much encouragement. I grab onto his hips and rail his tight tailhole mercilessly. All of my senses focused on the single goal of unloading. My knot swells to its limit and I feel myself pass the point of no return. I give him a few hard thrusts without my knot to enjoy his hole ever so slightly longer, before slamming my knot into him as hard as I can. I howl loudly, not caring one bit about being overheard, as I fill Dalton with cum for the first time. I completely zone out in pure ecstacy as his hole squeezes my knot. [i]This hole is MINE now![/i][/b]  [/color]

I am nearly lost to the pleasure as my spot is jackhammered into oblivion. And every time Scout's knot pops into my tailhole it is bigger and harder to pop out again. That final push stretches my tailhole past its limit, but he manages to push it all the way in. The combination of utter fullness, the pleasure-pain stretch, pressure on my spot, and the amazing heat of his cum flooding my tailhole pushes me over the edge for the third time tonight! I join in Scout's mating howl as I empty my load onto Scout's bed.

[color=forestgreen] [b] The overwhelming pleasure soon starts to fade away, replaced with a satisfying contentedness. Knowing my knot is stuck, and following Papa's example, I carefully roll us over onto our sides on the bed and pull Dalton close to me to cuddle in the post orgasm daze. "Sounds like you enjoyed yer first time."[/b]  [/color]

Scout throws an arm over me and holds me close and I feel so comfortable, even when my butt is so full. "That was awesome! You are definitely gonna have to fuck me again! Uhh… about how long am I gonna be tied to you?"

"Oh, somewhere between thirty minutes to an hour would be my guess!" Says Scout's Papa from the doorway.

[color=forestgreen] [b] Dalton’s tailhole squeezes like a vice on my boyhood. "P-papa!" I realize in horror that I howled when I came and he must've heard it. "H-how long have you been there?" I feel completely embarrassed being caught tied in Dalton's butt with Papa looking at us. [i]Why do I not want Papa to see us like this? He knots me all the time![/i][/b]  [/color]

Scout's Papa stands there for a moment with a big grin on his face before tossing us a towel. "Long enough to see that y'all had some fun! Clean yourselves up, and next time try to keep it down. Some of us are trying to sleep!"

He turns to leave and I notice the enormous outline of his stiff willy in his undies and a large wet spot surrounding the tip. [i] Holy crap, that thing is massive! I wonder if I could take it?[/i]

[color=forestgreen] [b] I breathe a sigh of relief that Papa isn’t upset. I take the towel and gently rub Dalton's weiner with it to clean up any lube and cum. As we lay there tied, I let out a yawn, suddenly feeling very sleepy. I pull Dalton as close as I can. "I think it's time to go to sleep." I say, feeling myself starting to nod off. "It'll pop out on it's own."[/b]  [/color]

When he mentions sleep I feel my own exhaustion setting in. "Yeah," I yawn, "good idea." I snuggle in, already starting to drift off, happily cuddled against Scout.