[b]Shining Dawn[/b]


The sun shone into the old building, beams making bright patches on the walls wherever they found a hole in the roof from which to enter. As the sky turned from rose to a deep blue they moved, following the angle of the solar orb and making their way across floor and wall. Eventually one alighted on a small pile of assorted rags; disheveled and thrown about, as if by vigorous activity. In what remained of a very disordered nest a large Raccoon lay, shifting slightly as the heat and light of the beam roused him from slumber. He still felt rather unusually tired, as if the previous day had been a great exertion. And it had... somehow.

Slowly the procyon struggled to get up, feeling unusually heavy and stiff. He tried to remember exactly what it was that had led him to that state, an important matter he knew, if he could just pin down [i]what[/i]. He blinked in the brightness of morning light, vision slowly clearing as he rubbed his eyes, feeling a strange weight on his chest. He eventually managed to focus on a smaller blue form, laying atop him, a large bushy tail hanging limply over his own. For a moment he stared blankly, unaware of what to make of the situation. Gradually realization dawned as Beck turned his head, looking up at him.

"Morning, park leader." he said.


Raccoon smiled, yesterday had been good, today wasn't turning out half bad either. He reached out a paw and stroked Beck's side softly; grasping him gently and slowly pulling him close, pressing their muzzles together as they kissed, holding there for a minute before releasing. Beck smiled back as he was greeted by the welcoming kiss. 

"And a good morning to you, my little treasure. Did you sleep well? I know I did."

"I slept soundly, had a nice dream about my handsome ringtail."


The young squirrel nuzzled under Raccoon's chin as he used his paws to rub over his chest and the sides of his soft belly. His partner growled quietly as his mate's paws stroked over his sensitive exposed stomach, reciprocating by running his larger paws through the squirrel's soft fur, scratching gently over his back, massaging it firmly.

"Really now? Strange, I had a dream about a cute little squirrel, only it turns out it really happened."

"That's funny, I had a dream come true as well; 'cause I'm looking at my ringtail right now, in his cute, brown, soft eyes."


Beck enjoyed hearing his mate growl softly in appreciation for being rubbed over. The young squirrel also loved it when he slowly scratched over his back; it made him tingle, it tickled in a good way, he couldn't help but chuckle a little. Raccoon curled his tail around, shifting it from behind him and wrapping it around the blue male sitting on his lap, leaning forward and teasingly nibbling at his neck, not breaking their locked gaze for a second as he did so. The warm, pleasant memories of their night together slowly surfaced in his mind and he felt a familiar stirring between his legs as he admired the adorable blue squirrel. [i]His[/i] adorable blue squirrel.

Beck happily let Raccoon nibble at him playfully; it reminded him of how gentle he really was. while his soft, slightly fluffy tail wrapped around him as he sat on his lover's lap. the young buck soon picked up the familiar scent of strong musk, whispering something teasingly to the bigger, older male.

"I was hoping you'd be up to some morning fun."


Raccoon shifted slightly, becoming aware of a sensation that had been there since he'd woken up. Looking down he was slightly surprised to see that not only was his mate seated snugly in his lap, but he was also fit nicely atop his thick shaft; having fallen asleep on it after their fun the previous night. He gave a playful buck and  felt the now-familiar tightness of the squirrel around him.

"It seems I've been up for something for some time. I hope that [i]you[/i] are ready for a little fun."


Beck was holding onto Raccoon as he shifted about, he had nearly forgotten he was sitting on his lover's meat until he gave that first buck. The young squirrel remembered how big it truly was, as a spark of pleasure surged through him.  Beck murmured softly knowing it'd be a fun ride.

"I'm always ready to have fun with you, park leader."

"As am I, as am I. Always."


Laying back against the cloth lining of his nest Raccoon reached around, gripping the smaller buck by his waist and lifting him up slowly; feeling the tight squirrelhole clenching around his shaft as it was slowly slipped off. He raised Beck higher and higher until almost all of his cock was free from the tight warmth before letting go, allowing the squirrel to slip back onto him in a rapid, smooth motion. The sensation of the caressing inner walls of his mate made him shiver with pleasure and curl his toes as the buck landed softly but firmly in his lap, thick shaft buried once more fully inside him.

Beginning to breathe more heavily he gripped the squirrel again, repeating the process, nice and slow each time, aware that his mate may still be a bit sensitive from their experiences last night. Beck exhaled in a half gasp, felling his anal walls clench, only for the young buck to feel himself lifted off the big dick till almost none of it was inside. He was sure his hole was gaping; before being dropped back onto Raccoon's lap, and more importantly, his thick shaft making the squirrel moan out loud. The younger male could tell Raccoon was having a blast from his heavy breaths as he repeated dropping his mate down on hiss lap.

"S-still so big..."

"Nnnn. A little looser perhaps, but still a fine little cocksleeve. I know you're enjoying this just as much as I am, maybe more."


Slowly the larger male's pace increased. Eventually he stopped dropping Beck onto his lap entirely; simply holding him the whole time, sliding him up and down his thick, lubricated shaft, the movements made easy not only by fresh spurts of lubricating pre from the eager coon, but also the results of their night-time efforts. Soon the big buck had a nice, even pace sorted out, almost bouncing Beck on his shaft in long, sweeping movements, slipping almost entirely out only to hilt in him again each time.

"Well I can't deny I'm not enjoying this ringtail."

"Oh I can tell, I can hear it. And I'm going to make you moan a lot louder than that. Get ready to be a stuffed squirrel my shiny little squirrel."


Beck was blushing brightly, hoping Raccoon wouldn't notice as the young buck was planted firmly onto Raccoon's lap he felt that member leaking inside him, only to have Raccoon pick up into a steady pace of bouncing him on and off of the cock, making the young male unable to help but moan a few times.

With those sounds that the pace of Coon's movements increased and he began bucking up into Beck, jolting him each time. The thick cock throbbed and jerked inside the soft warm embrace of the squirrel's rear, full of hot need. He was hugging his mate now, both arms wrapped tightly around his chest, nuzzling over his ears, the sound of hot panting filling the younger buck's ears as the occasional playful nip and nibble on them made him gasp. The older male's climax was surprisingly near, having been nurtured and encouraged by an entire night spent indie his mate. Slowly they both shut their eyes as the peak approached.

The young squirrel knew fully well, that Raccoon was more then able to make him moan much louder still, knowing that it would be music to his ears. He felt his mate start to double then triple his efforts, feeling the older male bucking wildly again just like last night's fun moments, Raccoon embracing his love. Beck moaned, calling out his mate's name loudly for him to enjoy.

"Raccoon!"


Hearing his lover call his name in the throes of absolute bliss was all he needed to push him over the edge. With a feral growl Coon gripped the squirrel firmly, pulling him down into his lap at the same time he bucked hard, ramming the young squirrel. The thrust lasted long seconds, teased and stimulated by the shivering, soft love tunnel in which it was buried. Finally the first hot burst of seed flowed forth, pumping into the smaller buck in a thick gush, adding to the hot fluids already inside him.

"Oh nuts!"


Beck cried out as he felt every last inch of Raccoon's meat pound inside him with every rapid, ramming thrust! To the young squirrel it felt as if time had stopped within moments of the pinnacle thrust as he clenched as hard as he could, only having time resume as Raccoon's massive climax arrived, once again filling up the squirrel's hole, as some of the seed leaked or exploded out around the thick cock pooling into a small puddle on the floor of the nest.

"Another big one" he gasped.

"Y-you deserve it, every inch and drop! Ooooh yes... still so tight..."


Raccoon panted as he drained himself into the smaller male, feeling a hot wetness spread beneath him as the voluminous load was too much for the abused squirrelhole to take. And still he kept at it, drenching the buck's insides with hot seed as his climax endured, slowly settling down over hot minutes. Finally they came to a halt, once more buried deep in his lover, panting hotly, trying to catch his breath and recover from another amazing breeding.

Beck left out a soft murmur as his mate rested him on his lap, now a bit messier, knowing that if Raccoon pulled him off yet more seed would land there. The young male was not sure how to describe the feeling of being so filled by Raccoon again, but it always felt incredible.

"You're a real blast, you know that?"

"Hah, perhaps. And you take that blast well, my snugly stuffed squirrel."


As they lay there Raccoon lowered his paws from Beck's chest down to his now somewhat substantial stomach. In the past few hours, no less than three massive loads had found their way in there, by various means. The two large paws began to rub and knead the soft underbelly; rubbing across it and caressing, payment for the bellyrubs that Raccoon had received earlier. Beck teased Raccoon who was now rubbing over his stuffed squirrel belly. The younger male smiled, laying his head back onto the soft, pillowy chest and letting his mate rub away.

"Another reason you find me special? You're also good at belly rubs too I see."

"One of many, believe me. I've seldom come across, or, heh, in, someone who can take so much... passion."

"Guess we're both lucky there aren't we?"


Raccoon continued to rub, stroke and fondle his mate; paws roving over the soft exposed stomach, trending downwards as the older male spied a hard pink shaft sitting atop two cute little nuts, standing to attention between the squirrel's legs. Almost innocently he brushed a paw against it, as if by accident, grinning widely. Beck, who was still taking a moment to enjoy the attention from Raccoon, quickly blushed again; feeling something brush against his hard, already  slightly leaking shaft. It seemed he was still sensitive and in need of release, but would his partner make it easy?

"Oh very lucky indeed."


Raccoon kept talking as once again a paw brushed against the sensitive pink member, more slowly this time, pushing it slightly, only for it to flick back into position afterwards. Still grinning and with paws massaging a rotund tum Raccoon continued to tease; brushing against Beck's eagerness again and again, pretending to ignore it entirely. Beck murmured as he felt the elder buck playing with him by teasing his maleness. the younger male just wanted Raccoon to help him shoot off, whispering  softly while his mate felt up his cum-stuffed gut.

"You tease."

"Aww, what's the matter, feeling a little pent-up now are we? You could always ask me nicely for what you want now, couldn't you? It's only polite."


While talking Raccoon pointed a finger, running it slowly up and down Beck's shaft, slicking it with the pre the squirrel was leaking, smearing the sticky fluid over his balls and sheath. When he was done the paw was withdrawn, the larger male lapping curiously at it, tasting his mate on him. Beck wanted to climax really badly; he couldn't really fight the teasing like this, not while he was still sitting on his mate's cock, watching the old coon play with him, smearing his pre all over him. He whimpered in a soft tone.

"P-please Raccoon, help me out."

"Aaah, there's the magic word. Alright then, let's play a game shall we? I want to see just how far I can make my little buck shoot."


Saying this Raccoon finally grasped the younger male's shaft underneath in one paw; pointing it forward slightly while the other paw moved from the soft stomach to stroke up and down the top of it in smooth, brisk strokes, the pace increasing as the blue buck began to pant.

Beck was fidgeting in Raccoon's lap as the bigger male was playing with his squirrelhood, stroking it nice and firmly in constant fast motions, making Beck murmur and gasp softy as he was being jerked off. Panting as he was leaking all over Raccoon's paw, squirrel musk could be easily scented on the humid air.

Coon's paws were soon slick with squirrel pre, the surprisingly copious fluid smeared all over the shaft and even leaking down onto the buck's sack as the larger male took advantage of the lubrication to rub harder and faster over the tensing shaft, enjoying playing with this newfound toy, but loving the gasps and moans from his mate even more, reveling in watching him blush and squirm as he was vigorously milked.

"That's it now... build up a little pressure, when you cum I want to see it shoot across the room, I want you to show me how good this feels..."

"Argh!"


All Beck could say in reply as he was being milked by the older male, was a yelp. He was completely dedicated to building up pressure in his loins as Raccoon wished; but it was going to be a huge climax for the squirrel. He tried to yell out, but only let out a squeak as he started to started to climax shooting a volley of thick ropes of cum far across the nest onto the floor a few feet away, leaving Beck panting heavily, utterly spent.

Raccoon aided his lover in his release, timing firm, squeezing strokes of the squirrel shaft with each hot burst from Beck, forcing out the hot seed, encouraging it to jet further, watching each powerful emission jet across the room, evidence of the incredible pressure and pleasure his buck was under. Slowly the spurts lessened until Coon was left gently milking a spent shaft, Beck still shivering with pleasure, overcome in his lap.

"Now that [i]was[i] a fun game, you got pretty far too, I'll have to remember that for next time, see if we can't break your record hmmmn?"

"Uh yeah maybe, maybe  I'm not even sure how I managed to do [i]that.[/i] Also, sorry about the mess in the nest."

"Oh believe me, we'll find a way, or at least keep trying. As for the mess... perhaps we should start cleaning up; it wouldn't do to leave everything in disarray before breakfast."


With that Raccoon once more gripped and lifted the buck. This time however he pulled him completely off the thick member that had been buried in him all night, causing it to flick up and slap the larger male's stomach with a wet sound. Beck's rear was indeed gaping, a steady stream of spent seed leaking from it, coating Raccoon's thick shaft and heavy balls as the procyon carefully sat the younger buck down next to him.

As Beck was lifted up he could feel some of the seed leaking out of his rump all over Raccoon the smell of sex was now very strong as he sat next to Raccoon. He saw the huge mess on him and the ground around, still feeling the slight after glow of his climax.

"Wow, bigger mess then I thought."

"Oh I'm sure you'll manage to clean it up, you have a very nimble tongue, I know. And, in return, I'll help you. I feel obligated, I did cause a bit of that mess after all. What do you say, tip-to-tail?"

Raccoon snuggled down into the nest, laying back completely, looking up at the roof, gesturing to the small buck to climb atop him.

"Well in that case who am I to say no?"


The younger male agreed and climbed atop of the bigger, laying on him. Beck was now face-to-dick with Raccoon's cock mere inches from his face smelling of strong musk. Raccoon smiled warmly as the buck agreed to his little arrangement. This was something else he hadn't thought he'd ever do, something he hadn't known you [i]could[/i] do until mere hours ago, but now an insatiable curiosity burned within him. He wanted to taste his mate in the same way he himself had been tasted earlier. And it would be an excellent opportunity to explore his body further.

Beck was smaller than him; even with his muzzle pointed at the larger male's crotch his rear was still out of reach. Shuffling back Raccoon curled up slightly, bracing himself against the wall of the nest and moving his snout closer to the fluffy tail, leaking hole and tasty-looking nuts that were just out of reach.

Not waiting for his partner to get started he pressed forward, sticking his nose into the soft orbs and inhaling deeply, scenting himself, but also the other virile buck, a fainter scent almost drowned out by the older's powerful musk. As Beck had done before he extended his tongue and began to lap at the soft nuts, brushing against their fur, tasting their salt and the flavor of the squirrel's seed mixed with his own.

Beck was a curious as to what Raccoon wanted. After climbing over onto his belly, he felt him shift a bit as Beck's balls brushed up against Coon's snout; feeling his mate breathing in his musk. But when Raccoon started to lick at his sack the smaller male couldn't help but moan out again. Raccoon was sending waves of pleasure through his body; Beck decided to try and do the same by lapping over Raccoon's shaft.

The older buck felt the young squirrel starting to pay him attention, a soft, smooth tongue slicking over the tip of his shaft. He nuzzled further forward, gently pushing Beck further down his stomach, giving him access to more of his thick meat.

Enjoying the taste of his lover he began to lick in earnest, a long, wet tongue protruding from his snout, able to cup both of the squirrel's nuts in a single lick, curling around them and gently pulling them back into a hungry maw. He took his time, occasionally opening wide and drawing them in, suckling on them firmly before pulling back and letting them slip free with gentle plopping noises. As he played with the blue buck's balls he also focused on getting beneath him, probing and exploring for the semi-rigid pink length that was sandwiched between the two male's stomachs, brushing wetly across it, tasting the pure flavor of the squirrel's seed.

Beck was easily assaulted by Raccoon's cleaning of his sac and shaft, knowing full well that Raccoon was getting the treat he wanted between his mate's legs; making him squirm atop of the older male's belly, while feeling more of Raccoon's meat going into his mouth as he licked over the thick meat, tasting nothing but sweet salty coon cum, hoping to make him groan out a little.

As he sank deeper and deeper into the squirrel's soft, welcoming throat Raccoon found himself starting to pant and gasp a little, the sensation of the squirrel's rough tongue over his rigid shaft making him moan with pleasure, low deep sounds slightly muffled by the presence of a squirrel tush atop his muzzle.

Satisfied that he'd adequately polished the bulging blue balls he changed tactics, starting to lick the furry sack from beneath, moving up slowly, lifting and separating the two nuts as his tongue slicked over them and up beneath Beck's tail, finally brushing over his soft pink hole, flicking lightly against it. He repeated these long, slow licks, caressing his mate with his tongue.

Beck's sensitive pucker sent huge jolts of pleasure over the blue squirrel as it was toyed with, making him moan out around Raccoon's shaft; more of that wonderful tasting meat filling up his mouth and entering his throat now. He wanted to ask Raccoon to go deeper into him like Beck had done before.

Raccoon could tell from the response he got just how much his mate wanted him to press on. But he held off, for the moment. He wanted to make the squirrel moan like a bitch in heat, and he would, in due time. Slowly he focused more on the lose, sensitive ring, swirling his tongue around it in slow, wet circles, occasionally leaning up to kiss it lightly, enjoying the feel, taste and scent on the squirrel.

Finally, building up the courage he began to dive in, hot, exploring tongue pushing into the squirrel's rear inch by inch, spreading and tasting him. Beck tried to keep from moaning, he was sucking Raccoon off as deep and as fast as he could while Coon was eating him out. Beck took some time to grasp Raccoon's sack and play with the seed soaked balls fondling them.

Raccoon grunted, feeling the lithe male begin playing with his heavy balls and began to gently buck, curling up further to press more of his thick shaft snugly into Beck's mouth where it had settled in nicely before. He wrapped his arms firmly around him, holding him tightly as he pressed in ever further beneath the bushy tail. His tongue slipping in and out of the quivering ring, dipping in deep, searching for more flavor, probing and exploring the buck's insides, making him squirm.

Beck felt himself going down deeper on Raccoon's shaft while playing with his sack, the scent of musk becoming stronger around them as Beck started to grow hard once again, thanks to his mate's efforts. He felt like he was going to shoot his load again all over Raccoon's chest and neck, unable to help but squirm again. 

Raccoon's legs crossed behind the squirrel's head, gripping tight and pushing him down onto the thick shaft, burying his muzzle deep in the musky groin; sinking it into a large soft sack as he bucked, short and sharply. He knew he wouldn't have much to give this time, just a taste for the hungry squirrel, but he was more focused on Beck's other end.

He could feel a spreading warmth on his chest, the squirrelcock dripping pre in hot bursts as a probing tongue stimulated the area. He couldn't have that; they were trying to [i]clean up[/i] a mess, not make more! Still moaning deeply with desire he pulled back, slicking out of the quivering hole with a wet sound, watching it twitch needily. Briefly releasing Beck from his grasp he moved a paw back, pointing it and lining it up with the base of a blue tail.

In one sudden movement he pressed it forward, jabbing three fingers into the tight hole, stretching it open and pushing them in as far as they'd go. Using that as a grip he pulled Beck's rear up into the air slightly, leaving his tasty pink shaft exposed to the hungry mouth. In an instant his tongue darted out, lapping at its underside before curling around and drawing it into the hungry warmth, sucking on it greedily, eager for more of the young buck's delightful flavor.

Beck was trying his best not to blow his load again; while he was sucking off Raccoon he didn't notice the coon crossing his legs, making the young squirrel take all of Raccoon down to the base. Beck's nose buried in Raccoon's sack making him inhale the musky scent of his mate which drove him mad with lust. Things got even better for Beck when Raccoon started to finger him, then suck Beck off, as all Beck could offer at the moment was leaks of pre into the hungry mouth, but that wouldn't last long at all!

The squirrel was hot, slick and salty. The older male could feel him twitching lightly, cock dancing as the powerful tongue wrapped around it, squeezing, slicking and tasting it. Opening wider and pulling the squirrel back onto his muzzle Raccoon was able to fit Beck's soft balls in as well, tongue lashing over them, making them wet once more as the tip of Coon's nose was pressed just beneath the whipping squirrel tail, deeply scenting the squirrel's lust and eagerness.

He could feel his mate once more heading to climax, strangely hungry for the squirrel's load, eager to taste the hot seed, feel it spurt onto his tongue and drip down his throat. It had been hours since he last ate and his stomach joined in, growling eagerly for the tasty protein as he worked his mate onwards, encouraging him to blow as Raccoon himself was close to doing.

Finally with a shudder and jerk he climaxed, once more filling the blue buck's muzzle with hot seed. Not as much s previously he knew, but enough hopefully to sate the squirrel's thirst as hot jets coated his tongue.

Beck could feel Raccoon tasting every inch of him as his meat was licked over and over and he even felt himself being pulled back a little bit as the older male started to give Beck his own nut job while his soft, wet nose was rubbing on his pucker, taking in his scent. All the attention Raccoon was giving his mate pushed Beck close to crossing over the edge and he couldn't take any more as he started to fill Raccoon's mouth with a nice load of squirrel cream for Raccoon to sample. Beck was getting a nice thick helping of Raccoon milk flowing down his throat, the second time that day, but not as bad as he gulped it all down.

With a series of hungry, wet noises Raccoon suckled and swallowed, downing every last drop of squirrel seed Beck had to give, his tongue working and milking the sleek shaft, pushing it to release every last drop, draining his mate completely dry even as he himself was emptying his nuts inside the eager buck.

Finally both bucks stopped spurting, exhausted and completely empty, yet full of the other. Panting heavily Raccoon fell back, unclasping the squirrel, the blue balls and cock slipping from his muzzle with a long, drawn-out slurp. For a while he lay there, hot and sweaty beneath the lighter male who was still impaled on his length, recovering his senses after yet another unbelievable experience.

Beck felt himself being drained into his lover's mouth, while draining his lover in return. The young buck felt Raccoon let go of his maleness and balls, letting them go while Beck was trapped by Raccoon's legs The younger male pulled off of Raccoon, moving down more, so Beck could start lapping his mate's sack.

"Aaah... that's it... you just need to clean up that last little mess and then we can go out and get some breakfast. It's a Saturday, so the morning trashcans should be extra bountiful, just like me. Assuming of course you're still hungry after taking all of that."


Raccoon laughed at his own little joke, watching his mate focus on cleaning his large fuzzy sack, muzzle and tongue darting over them, not missing a single spot, an attentive and loving partner. Together they had managed to clean off nearly all the evidence of their recent activities. Anything else could be easily cleaned off in the nearby stream, a quick morning bath to refresh and whet the appetite.

Waiting patiently, paws gently massaging his buck's back, he waited for him to finish up.

Beck suckled on Raccoon's nuts like before, taking them both into his mouth. getting a nice taste of coon. as Beck's soft wet nose was also poking into the older male's back door; inhaling his mate's lovely scent once again. He finally pulled off the sack with wet sounds, giving a few final licks. He got off Raccoon, only to turn around and lock his muzzle to that of the bigger male for a solid minute.

"I could grab a small bite or two."


Returning the kiss Raccoon pressed in close, nibbling at the smaller muzzle, tongue pushing in and exploring his partner's mouth, moving and slicking over the squirrel's own in passionate embrace. Finally, reluctantly, he pulled away, breathing heavily. Beck knew he would never tire of locking muzzles with Raccoon.

"Indeed, first we can wash up in the stream outside, just to get our fur all neat and tidy. It's about time for second trashcan patrol, I'll have to tell you about those, you can learn as I show you around. If you'll just follow me we can head out now and be back within the hour with our spoils."


With that Raccoon held out a paw for his mate, helping him up and out of the nest that was now thoroughly soaked with their musk and the scent of their mating. Beck  took his mate's paw as he was helped up.

"A little bath in the stream sounds like fun, it's a nice day for a swim. I would love to join you for trashcan duty; I'll do my best to impress you. Lead the way, park leader."

"Of course, my little squirrel, you've done nothing but impress me so far after all. This way...."


With those words he started walking across the old wood floor, Beck in tow, heading towards the door. Outside the sun was shining in a clear blue sky, its warmth drying the damp fur of the two lovers and promising to make their little swim a pleasant one. Beck spoke as he walked side by side with Raccoon out into the warm sun.

"Maybe we'll get lucky, get some very tasty food. Today is a very nice day, swimming is going to be very fun." 

"If we're lucky, yes. Also... surprise."

"Wait wha-" [b]splash[/b]


With a sudden movement Raccoon pushed the squirrel backwards, letting go of his paw. With a yelp Beck fell over, landing in the cold stream with a heavy splash, gasping as the cool water soaked into his fur. The older male stood over him on the bank, grinning mischievously. Beck  was easily pushed into the cold steam, the water made him quickly splash about as he stood up looking at Raccoon, grinning as splashed some water at him, mostly aiming for his belly.

"You sly little raccoon!"


Raccoon tried to doge the water, slipping on the slick bank and falling on his rear, being repeatedly splashed by the energetic squirrel, water soaking his fur. Growling happily he pushed himself into the water, towards the blue squirrel, grinning and splashing back, soaking him. Beck couldn't help but laugh as he and his friend splashed one another in the stream getting clean but also having fun as well. He watched Coon waddle through the water towards him.

Close enough now Coon lunged, jumping inelegantly forward, sinking into the water and raising a huge splash that soaked the squirrel once more, taking advantage of the distraction to grab the soaked blue squirrel tail and yank it teasingly.

Beck saw Raccoon's running jump start as he landed in the water, a huge splash washing over him. He wasn't paying attention as Raccoon grabbed his tail, yanking it making him squeak a little.

"Admiring my tail huh?" beck joked as he tried to splash raccoon behind him.

"Oh yes, it makes a wonderful scarf."


Almost surprised at himself Raccoon wrapped the wet tail around his neck, hoisting Beck up onto his back by it and carrying him across the stream, laughing loudly as he did so. He'd never felt so playful before. Beck laughed lightly as he had forgotten how strong the larger male was. While being playfully carried Beck looked down at the striped tail, playing with it, wrapping it around his wrist.

"I'll admit it, my tail does look good on you, but your tail suits me."

With the squirrel still playing with his tail the larger male carried him to the opposite bank of the stream, shaking him off and onto the grass there before getting on all fours and shaking like a dog, throwing drops of water everywhere. Now slightly more dry he lay back on the ground, letting the sun warm and dry him.

Beck landed on the grass with an ooph" but other that he sat with a smile on his face laying next raccoon, whose fur slightly poofed up.

"Need some help keeping your fur down?"

"No more than you do it seems... what say another trade; I pat you down, you pat me?"


Raccoon brushed a paw over the squirrel's now overly fluffy tail, smoothing the fur there down gently, straightening it, making it neat. The both of them were drying out quickly. Beck  felt him patting down his fur as he worked on Raccoon's tail.

And so the two sat with each other, carefully grooming themselves as the sun rose overhead, discussing the finer points of trashcan duty, in preparation for heading out once their coats were nice and dry. It would indeed be a great day.