Dave and Steve were on the College soccer pitch playing a match, just minutes in.  They had been good friends for years, since primary school.  Dave was a grey bunny with lighter grey on his chest and paws and Steve was a fox, also with lighter fur, albeit orange, on his chest and paws, both aged 18, birthdays just 2 months apart. 
To be fair, Dave wasn’t all that fussed about football.  He just loved soccer kits, the shiny smooth material of them, and seeing all the other young males in them, defined bulges sticking into the nylon shorts, especially Steve’s.  He had several kits, two identical, his favourites, that had especially smooth shorts.  Not like modern football kits, but more like the type of shorts boxers wear.  Like the football shorts from the 80’s, except knee length.  Steve didn’t have a kit but it had become a ritual that every match Dave lent him one of those kits, just to see his foxy friend in them.  If only Steve knew this was the reason Dave lent them to him, he probably kill him, probably never speak to him again, not want to be his friend anymore.  Dave felt so dirty, but the lust to see the fox’s sexy bulge in the shiny smooth material was too strong.  He thought it was worth the risk.  So many dirty thoughts had run through his mind for years about him wearing them.  Almost every time he pawed off, he thought about that bulge of his, in those smooth shorts, so frustrated that he could never have it for real.  After all he thought, Steve wasn’t gay, was he?
Dave was running for the goal, about to shoot!  Suddenly, the piercing sound of the refs whistle filled the pitch, echoing.
“OFFSIDE!!” he screamed at Dave.
“What?  You’ve got to be kidding!!” he argued.  “No way was that offside!”
“Don’t start with me boy.” scorned the ref back.  At that point Dave’s best friend Steve came running over.
“Hey, ref!  Give him a break, no way was that offside!”
“Don’t you get involved too or you’re getting a card, Steve!”
“What’s up with you?  For God’s sake, he…”
	“I TOLD YOU NOT TO GET INVOLVED!” at which point the ref went straight into his shirt pocket and pulled out a yellow card and flagged it at both of them.  Dave could no longer hold his tongue.
	“What the hell is up with you?  Steve didn’t even do anything!”
	“I said don’t start, or you’ll regret it boy!”
	“FUCK YOU!!!” screamed Dave.
	“THAT’S IT!”  and with that, the ref went straight into his shirt again and produced a red card.  	“YOU’RE OFF!!!”
	“YOU ASSHOLE!”  Steve shouted back.
	“YOU TOO!” blurted the ref as he flashed a red card at Steve too.  “BOTH OF YOU, OFF MY PITCH NOW AND STRAIGHT TO THE LOCKERROOM!  I WANT A WORD WITH BOTH OF YOU AT HALF TIME!”	
	“Fine.” muttered Dave as he started heading off to the locker room, Steve following behind.  Eye’s from the other young males were staring at them as they walked across, a few sniggering at them, others from their team scorning them.
“Nice going, jerks!  Now we’re two down!” they heard, unsure from who.  Steve had now caught up with Dave and gave him a sympathetic look, followed by a cheeky smirk about what they had just dared to say to their aging, cranky referee.  Dave couldn’t help it.  He looked back and a smile came across his face.
	“Ok, ok…  Everyone concentrate and get back to the game!” they heard the ref shout out in the distance before blowing his whistle.  The focus on the two of them was now forgotten and play resumed.
	By now they had reached the pitch’s building and went inside, heading for the guys locker room, just down the corridor.  They entered and sat down next to each other on a bench.  They just sat there for a moment in silence, before Steve sniggered under his breath.  Dave then did the same before he looked at Steve.  Suddenly they both laughed out loud, releasing the tension.
	“That was awesome!”  said Steve in a joyous voice  “Telling the ref to fuck off like that!”
	“Well you called him an asshole too, hee hee!” replied Dave.  They slowly started calming down and then just sat there smiling.  After a brief moment, Dave spoke up.
	“Thanks for sticking up for me back there.”
	“No problem!  Besides, you definitely weren’t offside.  I’m sure the ref has it in for you.”
	“Maybe.  He’s never been particularly nice to me.”
	“Yeah…” said Steve back, only half concentrating on what was being said.  Dave looked up.
	“What’s up?”
	“I was just thinking…  We got sent off just five minutes into the game.  We have about 40 minutes left doing nothing in here, waiting for that old fart!
	“Good point” replied Dave.  A moments silence went by.  “Heh…  It’s just hit me.  We’ve been friends now for 10 years this month.”  A smile came across Steve’s face.
	“Yeah…”  he replied.  “Heh, all the evenings after school we’ve had together, and now college...”
	“Definitely…  Good memories.” Said Dave.  “Heh… Generally I hated school, though some memorable things happened.”	
“Yeah…” replied Steve. A random memory popped up.  “Remember when we were in year six when the class ant farm got knocked over by Paul and smashed, and all the ants started running everywhere and freaked out Mrs Smith?  God, that was hilarious!”
	“Haa haa!!  Yeah!  And they couldn’t use the class after because of the ant poison in case any kids were allergic or something!” Dave answered back.  “That classroom was out of use for aaaages!”
	“Ahhh haa, yeah….  Paul got in serious trouble though.  I kinda felt sorry for him.  It’s not like he did it on purpose.  Poor little otter” Said Steve.
	“Yeah…” A short silence before Dave continued.  “…haven’t seen him for years now, since he went to that other secondary school.”
	“Nope.  I liked Paul.  And here in college most people on our course now jerks.  I was expecting people to be more grown up here.  I’m always getting the other guys saying I’m gay because we always hang out….”  Steve went silent for a moment, wondering why he had confessed that.
	“You too?” asked Dave.  “I thought it was just me.” another awkward silence.
	“Look.”  Said Steve quietly.  “We’ve been friends all this time now.  I’ve been needing to tell you this for ages and really didn’t know how.  Being here with no one else seems the time..”
	“What’s up?” asked Dave.
	“It’s about what you just said.  About what the other guys say…”
	“It’s not that bad is it, is it really getting to you?” interrupted Dave.
	“No, no…” replied Steve.  “But…  I…  I need to know.  We are best friends aren’t we?  And you’d still be my friend no matter what I’d tell you?”
	“Of course!” replied Dave, putting his paw on Steve’s leg.  “What’s up?”  
	Steve took a deep breath.  “Well… I…  *sigh*..  this is hard…”
“It’s ok…  You can tell me…” replied Dave.  
Steve looked at him seriously…  “I AM gay….”  
Dave just went silent, heart starting to pound, his mouth opening just slightly.
	“Please…  please promise you’ll still be my friend..” said an upset Steve.  Dave remained silent.
	“Say something Dave, please.  This is so hard for me…  I don’t want to loose you.”
	“I…  I…”  replied Dave.
	“Oh, God…  I shouldn’t have said anything…” whimpered Steve, on the brink of crying.
	“No, it’s…”  Dave suddenly piped up, squeezing Steve’s leg a little harder.
	“Oh, don’t bother…  I…  I..”  Steve was really fighting back the tears now and Dave could see it and had to say something quickly.  He took Steve’s paw in his own and clenched it tight.  Steve looked into Dave’s eye’s as he did, noticing his quivering muzzle.
	“I…  I’m gay too…” 
	“Oh, You’re just saying that to make me feel better!” whimpered Steve.
	“No… I swear I am…  I was the same…  I’ve been bottling it up all these years too.”  Steve’s scrunched up face seemed to melt in relaxation and tears of joy ran down his face.  
	“Really?” he asked.
	“Yeah...  And… another thing...  I’ve so desperately been trying to tell you…  For the past few years, since our friendship has deepened…  I…”  Dave sheepishly looked away with embarrassment before continuing.  	“I… I’ve realised I love you.  I’ve been bursting to tell you for nearly a year now but didn’t know how…  And like you, was worried about loosing your friendship over it.”  Steve started crying.
	“Oh, I love you too…  I always have Dave!  I just could never find a way to tell you either.”  Steve threw his arms around Dave and hugged him tight.  Dave did the same.  “I really love you so much.  Thank you so much for this.  I can’t tell you what a relief it is.  Years of these thoughts running around.  I thought I was abnormal…”
	“No.  You’re not.  You’re perfect!” replied Dave.  “You’ve done the same for me…  I really do love you so much too”  Tears were bubbling up in Dave’s eyes too now.  They both just sat there, holding each other tight, gently crying themselves better.  After a while, Steve sat up and looked straight into Dave’s eyes, still glistening like glass due to tears.  He held the bunny’s cheeks in his paws.  “I’ve waited so long for this…”  He lent forward and placed his long foxy muzzle into Dave’s shorter bunny muzzle.  He kissed Dave, hugging tightly as he did so, eyes closed and crying gently.  Both of them had been waiting years for this moment.  They pulled back and just stared at one another.  Steve quietly whimpered.   “All these years of built up tension, just gone..”  
	“And to think…  It may never have happened if we didn’t get sent off…” Dave said.
	“Yeah…”  Steve said, slightly bewildered.  He looked down into Dave’s crotch to see a huge bulge in his shorts.  He cheekily poked it with a furry finger.  “What’s that about?” he sniggered.  Dave blushed.   “You really have been waiting for this, haven’t you?”  Steve reached out and gently squeezed the rabbits tent, mesmerised by it.
“Y..Yeah…”  said Dave, nervously, still slightly confused about his feelings.  Steve was now in a full trance by what was in his paw, and he rubbed the bunny’s bulge around, gently caressing it in all directions.  Dave started blushing, and Steve noticed, snapping out of his trance and pulling his paw back.
“Sorry… It’s too soon isn’t it?”
	“It’s not that…  It’s nice.  I’m just still unsure about all this.  I love you, but is it right?  What would other people say?”
	“Don’t worry about what others say…  It’s none of their business…”
	“I guess you’re right….”  A moments silence went by.
	“Want me to continue?” asked Steve.  Dave just nodded, a little too shy to speak.  Steve once again reached forward and gently grasped the bunny’s bulge and gently rubbed his paw around, rolling Dave’s penis around in his undies.  “What’s that like?” he asked…  Not knowing at all what Dave was experiencing, having never done this to anyone before.
	“Mmmm…  So nice…” Dave murred, closing his eyes.  Maybe it was the fox’s imagination, but he could swear the bunny was getting even harder still, which started to make his grow, without him knowing.  “Y…  You ever done this before?:” asked Dave.
	“Never.” Steve gently replied.
	“Well…  Whatever you’re doing…  It feels so nice…”
	Steve smiled, and continued with the motion.  He was looking down on his best friends crotch, and wanted to delve a little deeper.  He rode his paw up to the waistband of the bunny’s shorts, and tugged downward, lowering them just a little, making the bunny’s fluffy tummy just slightly fold over the waistband.  “Am I ok doing this?”  Dave just nodded.  Steve then reached around to the sides of Dave’s shorts to get a better grip.  He felt Dave’s just-ever-so-slightly squidgy, soft fluffy stomach and loved it.  Slightly distracted, he rubbed his paws around to the front, raising the t-shirt slightly, to get a better view.
“Aww…  You’ve got such a cute tummy!” he expressed, gently rubbing the bunny’s soft, floofy stomach a little.
“No, I’m just fat….” Replied Dave, solemnly.
“Well I think it’s really cute.  I love your shape, you’re not too skinny and also nowhere NEAR fat!”
“Mmmm..” is all Dave then said back, slightly more cheerful now by the kind response.  After a little more tummy rubbing, Steve again rubbed his paws round to the sides and grasped his smooth shorts.  He slid them down a little further, and Dave raised his weight so they could easily be slipped down the length of his legs to his ankles.  It had revealed the bunny’s underpants,  a pair of black y-fronts.  Steve’s heart-beat rose.  He loved briefs, and was thrilled that they were what he discovered instead of boxers.  A very slight musky smell was now flowing through the fox’s nostrils, and it made him all the more aroused.  He proceeded to grasp the bunny’s crotch, and as he did, Dave let off just the slightest moan.  Steve quickly withdrew his paw.
	“Sorry…  Did I hurt you?” Steve asked, amateurishly.
“Not at all....  It feels so nice… Please continue…  If you want to…” Dave replied, blushing again, eyes still closed.
Steve did.  He placed a paw into the crotch of his rabbit friend again and squeezed gently, listening to the quiet pleasurable moans of his best friend.  Dave could feel the touch of Steve much more defined now, since the fox was a layer deeper.  
As the fox continued to rub, he felt the slightest damp patch appear on the black briefs.  He knew what that was at least, from years of pleasuring himself.  It was pre.  He thought about raising it to his mouth, to see what his friend tasted like, but decided not to for now, in respect.  He didn’t want to be seen to be too pervy during his first sexual experience with someone else, let alone his best friend of ten years.  He caressed his friend a little while longer before stretching the rabbits bulge up so he could see between the gaps of his underpants.  Dave whined a little louder, but Steve didn’t seem to notice.  He was just fixated by the cute little package he saw in the darkness of the pants.  He needed a better view.  He raised a paw to he top of the underpants, and grasped.
“Can I?” he asked, still slightly embarrassed about the entire situation.
“Please…”  Dave replied.  Eyes still closed.  Steve then pulled down on Dave’s underpants slowly, and again Dave shifted his weight to help, eyes staying closed the whole time.  They slid easily down to his knees and his goods where revealed in all their glory.  The fox just stared for a moment, heart still pounding, in disbelief of what was before him.  It was the first time he had ever seen another persons privates, other than on a computer screen, and they just happened to belong to the guy he’d had a crush on all these years.
“You…  You really don’t mind…  Can I?  Asked Steve, thoughts still buzzing around his head.  Dave nodded, eyes still closed the whole time.   Steve once again rose a paw up to the bunny’s crotch and gently ran his finger-tips the whole length of his friends fuzzy grey shaft.
“Oh, God that’s so nice…” Dave sighed.  Steve continued until he once again caught the scent of his friend, stronger that ever.  He ran his fingers to the tip, gently pinching the bunny’s foreskin.  He proceeded to roll the loose fuzzy flesh in his finger-tips and felt the sticky mess seeping out.  
“Hrrmmmmm….  Ah…  Are you sure you’ve never done this before?” Dave asked again.
“No…” replied the fox.
“Well…  You’re a natural….”
Steve couldn’t resist any more.  The musky scent was too nice and he was too curious.  He let go and raised his paw to his muzzle, licking the sticky clear goo from his finger-tips.  His friend tasted amazing, he thought.  Dave opened his eyes.
“Why did you stop?” he asked, before realising what his foxy friend was doing.
“Oh..  Err…” stammered Steve, quickly lowering his arm from his muzzle and blushing.  
“How does it taste?” the bunny asked sarcastically.
	“Honestly…  So damn good…” the fox replied.
	“Maybe I’ll get to try some of yours in a bit…” Dave said, winking.  Steve felt a cold rush of excitement surge through his body, only able to imagine what was coming up…  “But…  do you think you can continue with me, first?” Dave asked in a cute, hopeful voice.
	Steve nodded.  He grasped his friends willy, desperate for yummy seed.  He wanted to shove the bunny’s cock down his throat there and then, but thought as it was the first time, he shouldn’t jump the gun.
	“Can I…  Jack you off?” he asked sheepishly.  Dave just nodded, now watching.  He didn’t want to miss seeing his best playing with him.  Steve grasped the grey fuzzy shaft and proceeded to stretch the skin up and down, slowly at first so he could see his friends tip, shining with wet pre.  He too now felt just slightly damp and was sure there was pre in his shorts from all this excitement.  He started to manoeuvre more quickly and tightly.  Dave churred with pleasure.  Steve wasn’t sure if he was hurting Dave or pleasuring him, but since he never called to stop it, he continued.  He was desperate for his friends taste now and so really upped the pace.
	“Urrrmmm…  I’m already getting close!” Dave whispered…  “Don’t stop now…  Please…”  Dave looked down on the orange paw frantically pounding his willy and a rush of excitement flowed through him.  Steve just watched the grey penis in his paw as he continued to stretch it’s fuzzy grey skin up and down rapidly.  Dave started to flinch just a bit, his breathing getting deeper.  Steve continued on, now pulling up and down as fast as he could.  Watching his friend do this to him was too much.  Just then, Dave jolted, looked up to the ceiling and closed his eyes, exhaling sharply.
	“Oooohh….  God…” he cried, as his willy started to pulsate in Steve’s hand.  Steve lowered the pace, knowing what that feeling was from his own previous pawings and string after string of hot gooey bunny spunk flowed out of Dave’s foreskin over Steve’s paws.  Steve kept a tight but slow grip, up and down the bunny’s penis, the pulsations slowly dying off in his paw.  The reflexes stopped and he slowly and tightly pulled upward the whole length of the shaft to squeeze the last of the goo out the bunnies foreskin.  He cupped most of the spooge into his thumb in his grasped paw and let go of the bunny’s penis through the bottom of his grip.  He brought it up to his muzzle and devoured the still warm seed.  Lapping up every last drop from his fingers.  It was the first time he had ever had a sexual experience with someone else and he already got to try his friend’s seed.  He finished licking his fingers just as Dave was coming down from the buzz, the fastest he’d ever spooged in his life.
	“That was so good…” he said in a deep breath.  “So different to doing it yourself, heh.”
	Steve just smiled, squeezing his own rock hard, slightly damp bulge in his shorts.  He was desperate to shoot his load now, to rid the yiffy feeling built up in him.  He was excited and nervous, knowing that it was going to be rid of by someone else instead of him for the first time ever.
	Dave’s thoughts about Steve in those shorts popped up again, yet this time, instead of frustration, there was joy.  This time these thoughts would come true!  Dave’s heart beat rose as he looked at his foxy friend.	
“Your turn!” Dave piped up.  “Lemmie try something…  You gave me an idea when I caught you, you know…  With my… pre…  on your fingers” he said, slightly embarrassed.  He got down onto the floor and shuffled himself up to Steve’s knees.  It seemed now that Dave was feeling much more confident about this situation, even though they had only just discovered these feelings, probably because he had just been done, and because he had dreamt this so many times before.
	“What are you doing” Steve asked Dave, slightly nervous.
	“I want to see what… “it”…  tastes like.”
	“Ohh…” said Steve, slightly disappointed.
	“What’s up?”
“Well, I presume you want to do….  Oral?”
“Urm…  yeah…  Is that ok with you?”
“Well, it’s just that I was going to do that to you and didn’t…  I didn’t want to push things too far the first time…”
Dave backed up.  “You’re right…  Sorry… I..  I’m being too confident….  I won’t if you don’t want to.”
“Well… I dunno…  No.  G..Go ahead..” stammered Steve, knowing what would happen, but not how it would feel.  He was just as curious as Dave.”
“Ok”, replied Dave.  “But tell me to stop if you get uncomfortable about this, ok?”  
Steve nodded..   “It’s ok…  I want to find out what it feels like.”  
The bunny took a deep breath before he leaned forward, pushing Steve’s legs gently apart.  His heart was now beating a mile a minute.  This was it.  He had ever done this for real.  He had never “touched” another person before other than in dreams, which were coming true before him.  He rubbed Steve’s legs where the blue shorts covered them, up and down, admiring the smooth, silky material in his paws, shining in the lights of the locker room, crinkling just ever so slightly as he did so, feeling Steve’s fur underneath.  It felt infinitely better than his dreams ever did, rubbing these smooth shorts over his friends furry legs.  Steve just closed his eyes and gently murred… 
	“Y… Your touch feel’s great….  I… I never knew…”  It was the first time the fox had ever been caressed  by someone else.   Dave slowly rubbed towards Steve’s bulge, warm and hard, and pressed his paw up and down it, fascinated, which caused Steve’s foreskin to pull back and forth in his underpants.  
“Oh, God I love these smooth, shiny shorts on you…” Dave blurted out without thinking.  He looked at Steve’s face and started blushing.
“Heh…  Got a kink for nylon?  Steve asked.  
“Yeah, I love the material of these shorts and…”  Paused Dave.  “Without meaning to sound too forward… have fantasised about exactly this… Doing this to you…”  A blush came over his face and Steve saw it.  He sympathetically stroked Dave’s long ears.
“It’s ok…  I don’t mind that you’ve had those thoughts…  I know I didn’t say earlier, but I was a little shy…   Honestly, I can’t say I haven’t thought the same things as well about you, like pawing you off like I did.  And, heh…  About the shorts…  It explains why you always wear your football kits almost everywhere.”  It was true.  Dave did practically wear nothing but his kits, unless the weather was too cold for them.  Dave’s ears flopped to the side of his head as he continued to blush.  
“That’s was the main reason why…  I always lent these to you…  To see you in them…  I’ve always found you so sexy in them..” Dave continued.
“Aww…  That’s quite flattering, actually!  I’ve always felt a little insecure about myself.” Steve replied sincerely.
“I just wish I’d known sooner you didn’t mind…  I’ve felt so dirty keeping that bottled up..” said Dave.
“I really don’t mind, honestly…  And it’s better late than never…” replied Steve.  Dave smiled again.
“Hurm….  I just hope it doesn’t sound too silly…  Having a fetish of nylon…”
	“Nooo…  It’s not daft…  I have a thing for briefs…  Seeing you in tight black undies…  So sexy…”
	Dave smiled.  “Fair enough..”
He looked back at Steve’s crotch, which had gone just ever so slightly softer during their conversation.  Dave still had the urge in him so proceeded again to play with Steve’s willy, just gently rubbing his paw over the lump, occasionally squeezing it,  in the shorts he loved so much..
	“Do you mind me doing this?” he asked.
	“It..  It’s wonderful, but…  is it right?” Steve asked, again thoughts popping into his head about his feelings, so confused.
	“Like I said, I’ll stop if you really want…” Dave replied.
	“I dunno…  Mff…  I do want it so much…  I’ll ignore the feeling it seems wrong…”  Dave looked up and smiled before looking once again at the fox’s crotch.  He grasped the soft penis through the shorts and rubbed his fingers back and forth.  He could feel Steve’s foreskin loosely rolling around in his pants as he did so, still slightly damp with pre.  
	“That…  That feels so good…” moaned Steve. “I never imagined having this done by someone else felt so good.” Steve’s penis was becoming ridged again.  Dave gently caressed the nylon covered bulge a for about a minute more before it was fully erect once more.  Dave couldn’t resist going for it now…  He lent right forward into Steve’s crotch and nuzzled his fully erect tent, flicking the bulge around with his nose.  The smooth, silky material felt so good in his muzzle, especially his sensitive nose, as he rubbed Steve’s crotch around and nosed his penis back and forth.  He took gentle breaths in and Steve’s shorts smelt wonderful to him…  Since they had been sent off early, his shorts still had the scent of washed clothes with just a hint of muskiness flowing through.  It was perfect.  He pushed down a little harder and took in a deep sharp breath…  It was euphoric….  He then opened his muzzle and just every so gently gnawed Steve’s tent, licking the smooth nylon, at which point Steve whimpered just slightly.
	“P…  Please… I need to confess…” whined  Steve… I’ve dreamed of you doing this to me…  It’s like Déjà vu…  Don’t stop…”  Dave happily obliged.  He looked up at and lifted Steve’s shirt to reveal the tie-cord on his shorts along with his fluffy belly.  He gently scritched the soft furry belly for a moment.  Steve was slim but had just the very slightest definition of a six pack.  The perfect shape, Dave thought, a stomach he only wished he had, as he continued to rub.
	“You’re self-conscious about this?”  Dave asked.  “Your body is HOT!” he continued.
	“Mrff..  I dunno…” Steve answered.
	“Well, I think tour torso is perfect…  Don’t ever change it.” Dave said.
	“That’s really sweet of you.” Steve said smiling.  “Umm.. Please carry on…” asked Steve, wanting to move on form talk of his stomach.  “That feels so nice but, I’m so curious, as to, you know…”
	“Sorry!” Dave said…  “Didn’t mean to become distracted..”  He proceeded to untie the cord on Steve’s shorts  and pull on the elastic to slacken the shorts off before sliding them down.  He slowly pulled on them to reveal the waistband of Steve’s underpants, very cute tightly whites…
“You wear briefs like me!” he noted cheerfully.  “Briefs are sooo much better than boxers!”  It got him more aroused.
“Of course!  Like I say…  I sort of have a fetish for them.  I don’t like boxers.” Answered Steve, still slightly nervous about his best friend undressing him. 
 “Yeah, doesn’t keep stuff in place”  Dave giggled.  He continued to pull down the shorts along Steve’s bulge and they tightened, so Steve lifted just enough weight from the bench to allow Dave to easily pull them further down, pulling Steve’s penis forward with them.  As the waistband of the shorts reached the top of Steve’s penis, it flipped back as he pulled the shiny shorts over it.  He then pulled them down to knee level.  Dave lent forward to press his muzzle into Steve’s briefs covered bulge, and this time the feeling of his penis was just a little more defined.  This time, as he rubbed his muzzle up and down the cotton underpants, he noticed the sent of muskiness was becoming just a little stronger, but still had the wonderful combination of that and washed laundry.  He also now noted the slightly damp patch on the undies and he liked it.  He just couldn’t believe he was doing this for real, something he had only dreamed of before.  Getting into his best friends pants.  He caressed the underpants for a little while longer with his muzzle before he couldn’t resist something…  He cheekily put his tongue through the fly in Steve’s underpants and just very slightly licked the side of his penis.  “Y..  Yes…  Please do it…” asked Steve whisperingly.  Dave grabbed Steve’s underpants and slowly pulled them down towards his face, which in turn pulled the fox’s penis forward again.  The waistband again reached the tip of his penis as he pulled the pants over, and it flipped back to reveal it in all it’s glory.  Dave just stared for a moment, muzzle mere millimetres from it, in deep thought that until now, he had only dreamed of this thing in front of him.  He too, like Steve had done to him, reached for it and pinched the tip of the fuzzy foreskin, tweaking it around in his finger-tips.  He gently pulled the foreskin down to reveal the tip of the penis, which also glistened just slightly with precum.  He pulled Steve’s foreskin up and down a few more times before Steve piped up again… 
	“Are… you ok going ahead?” he asked.
	“Yeah”…  replied this bunny friend.   He released it and placed his lips over the fox’s foreskin.  He rolled it around in his lips and occasionally stuck his tongue down it.  Rolling his tongue over Steve’s head, licking out the pre.  It tasted musky and salty, completely different to what he was expecting, yet not unpleasant.  
	“Mrff..  Your tongue is so warm and rough..,”  giggled the fox.  Dave continued as if nothing had been said.  After rolling the foxy foreskin in his lips for a little while longer, he slowly pushed his muzzle down over the whole length of Steve’s penis.  The tip almost touched his uvular.  He rolled his tongue up and down the sides of the fuzzy shaft for a few moments, making the fox flinch.  He then proceeded to suck hard.  He manoeuvred up and down, allowing the foreskin to freely stretch up and down the shaft.  He got more taste of foxy pre, and started to love it.
	“Oh, God…”  whimpered Steve.  “That feels sooo  good….”  Dave then raised a paw and gently caressed Steve’s fluffy testicles.  “Murrrff….”  Moaned Steve…  “Don’t…  Stop…”  Dave started to suck just a little tighter and pushed further down onto the shaft.  Pushing  the foreskin tightly down with each push..  He then just slightly raised the pace.  It was become too much for the fox.  “Oh…  I…  I think I’m going too…” whined Steve.  Dave too now desperately wanted the full-blown taste of his best friends seed, so continued to increase speed. 
“Urrrrrmmmmfff….  I can’t hold back much longer…   It’s… so good…  It’s never come on this quick before!”  cried Steve.  The feeling was coming on.  That feeling of bubbling up came across Steve’s crotch and he really couldn’t hold back any longer.   As Dave continued to suck, Steve approached climax.  “Ohhh…  God….” Sighed Steve as his whole body tensed.  Dave felt Steve’s penis flinch hard and fast in his mouth…  Once…  Twice… Then by the third reflux, spooge burst out of Steve’s tip into his mouth, pulse after pulse of the hot sticky fox cum flowing out.  Steve flinched his body and just whined quietly as the refluxes faded in Dave’s mouth.  Dave sucked much more gently and slowly as the final pulsations disappeared before swallowing.  He brought his muzzle up, releasing Steve’s penis from his maw, stopping to roll the foreskin in his lips again before pulling it up.  It stretched as he did and the whole willy popped from his mouth, slapping back down into place in Steve’s crotch.  He sat up straight and licked his lips, enjoying his best friends taste in his mouth..  Steve was still panting just slightly and looked at his bunny friend.  He’d too had never spooged that fast in his life.
	“You’re right…  It does taste good!” chirped Dave.
“That was incredible…” the fox said.  
Steve just relaxed, enjoying the buzz before looking up at the clock and noticing there was barely 5 minutes left before the end of the first half…  “Eep!!  We need to get dressed!!” he blurted.  He jumped up frantically pulling his pants and shorts back up, Dave doing the same.  They paused and looked at each other and then instinctively hugged tight.
	“I feel complete…” said Dave.
	“Me too…” answered Steve. They hugged for just a little while longer before noticing their bulges where sticking into each others.  They gently rubbed up against each other a couple of times before Steve pulled back giggling.  “Hee hee..  I’m still a bit sensitive for that!”  he looked at Dave and gave him a quick peck on the muzzle.  “I love you honey bunny!”
	“And I love you too…” Dave whispered back.  The let go of each other and Dave also looked at the clock. “Are we waiting for the ref?”  Dave asked.
	“Heh… I’m not, I’m outta here!”  replied Steve.  “Come on!”
	And so the two of them ran out the building, leaving their dirty secret that no one else in the world knew about behind them.  Off to Dave’s flat for possibly more naughty adventures.