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Wasn't the first time I'd been asked that, wouldn't be the last. Besides, Cameron was a good friend, we'd known each other for a few years. He and his girlfriend even invited me to tag-team her every once in a while. She was a sexy little lynx, and he wasn't hard on the eyes either. Cats were 100% my type when it came to women, but I didn't love the barbed cocks and I didn't think Cam would let me pop my knot up his ass even if I did think he was something of a sexy lynx himself.\n\n``Well.'' Had I had enough whiskey to actually tell this story? Not yet. I finished the glass in front of me and poured the next. Now I had.\n\n``That's not really a real question, like. I can't really answer that. There's no `moment' when you wake up and figure you know what, I like dicks and pussy. You just kinda...figure it out.''\n\nHe nodded. His bright yellow eyes were downcast. I wondered if there was something more to his question than simple curiosity but I decided not to poke at it. Prying wouldn't get him to open up, only giving him the space to be open would.\n\n``So like. There are some milestones, right? Like the first time I was definitely into a guy or a girl. The first time I fucked around with each, or finally when I admitted to myself that I was bi. So...'' Hm. Should I? ``You wanna hear about the first time I fooled around with a guy?''\n\nHe looked up hopefully, his tufted ears pointing straight up. My bushy wolf's tail swished behind me. I hadn't told anyone this before, the only one who knew was the guy it had been with.\n\n``It's uh. It's a little...hm. Racy?''\n\n``I mean I'm assuming it's gay sex, so why wouldn't it be,'' he asked, genuinely confused.\n\n``No, well I mean yes but. That's not quite what I mean. I mean. It wasn't recent. A long time ago''\n\nI was trying to be subtle in case that kind of thing was a line too far for him. We were both probably a little too buzzed for it to get through. I sighed.\n\n``I mean like...it was almost twenty years ago.''\n\nWe were both 28. I could practically see the gears turning as he did the math and realization hit.\n\n``Still want to hear it?''\n\nHis ears went flat on his head, but he nodded. ``I mean, if you're ok with-''\n\nI cut him off with a wave of my paw. After securing a promise not to tell a fucking soul, with a joking threat to steal his girlfriend (my cock was bigger than his, but I knew she wasn't into me for more than the occasional lay and I wouldn't do that to him anyway) if he did tell, I started to tell him how it started.\n\n-\n\nI don't remember how old I was when I first started getting boners. I knew I was younger than 10, though, because my family moved when I was 11 and I have a single specific memory of my dad giving me a hand getting dressed before school one morning before that move. He wasn't dressing me or nothing, mostly just helping make sure I stayed on track and actually got dressed in time. I remember my dick was entirely out of my sheath and had made a tent in my jammies. I thought it was funny and was poking the little pointed tip with my finger, just saying ``poke! poke!'' I didn't know any better, I just thought it was funny. My dad did not think it was nearly so funny and gave me a low growl until I stripped out of my pajamas and actually got dressed. I have vague memories of just kinda rubbing my crotch on things, pressing it up against like the floor or the couch. It felt good, that's all I knew.\n\nSo I had this friend, another wolfboy named Tyler, we were best friends honestly. Went to the same school, plus he lived like two blocks away. He was an only child, and his dad had a pretty high dollar job. Coding or something, back when there weren't IT bootcamps in every strip mall and night school. Anyway, so they had decent money, he had all the cool video games. I had an older brother- I mean I still do, you've met Sammy right? - so it was just more fun to hang at his place. Which I did almost every weekend. We mostly played video games together but we'd have dart gun battles, or we would ride our bikes around the neighborhood. In the summer we'd ride down to the neighborhood pool. We didn't think twice about changing clothes in front of each other, or showering together when we got back. We'd pee together. Literally everything together. Don't roll your eyes, I can hear your ``ugh, canines'' in your brain right now.\n\nHis house was pretty typical upper middle suburban. Two story brick, four bedroom despite only having the one kid. His bedroom was pretty big, and then there were two smaller guest rooms with not much other than a bed and a lamp or some shit. Sometimes we'd play in those anyway for a ``change of scenery.'' I loved being naked as a kid, it definitely got me in trouble with my parents sometimes, but I guess at some point I convinced him it'd be cool to get naked while we played. Not like we hadn't already seen each other naked a hundred times, but that was only during times we were supposed to be naked. He was better behaved than I was as a kid so he was a little unsure, but eventually he did.\n\nI dunno why but Tyler didn't really want to do it in his room, like breaking the rules was more bad in his own room or maybe he thought we were more likely to get caught? I dunno man, kids are dumb. I was staying over for the weekend so of course we were up super late, his parents had long since gone to sleep. Could hear his dad snoring through two closed doors. He agreed to play naked but we had to go into one of the guest bedrooms, across the landing from his parents', not right next to it.\n\nWe stripped out of our jammies and just kinda stood there, not sure what to do next. I'm obviously paraphrasing here but this is about how it shook out.\n\n``Do you ever rub your thing on...things?'' I whispered. There was no way his parents could have heard us over his dad's snoring, but we also knew we were up past bedtime for one, so we stuck to whispering.\n\n``Whaddya mean?''\n\n``Like you know, you push your thingy against stuff and it feels good,'' I pointed to his gray-furred sheath.\n\nTyler shook his head, so I decided to show him. I stepped up to the bed and just like, leaned back and put my sheath against it, grinding my little hips. Didn't understand why it felt good, just knew that it did. My dick poked out of my sheath, getting hard. I stepped back, red rocket sticking out in front of me.\n\n``Ooh, yeah, I know what you mean now. I like it too.''\n\nI watched him as he mimicked me, rubbing his crotch on the side of the bed. Just like me, his wolf dick was sticking out of his sheath when he stood back. Mine was bigger.\n\n-\n\nsnrk\n\n``What?''\n\n``I dunno man, that's just funny.''\n\nI shrugged at Cameron. ``Just the truth. Not judging or nothin'.'' He was still giggling. I scowled. ``Mine's bigger than yours too you filthy feline.''\n\nHis ears laid back and I felt bad, I really didn't mean anything by it, I was just annoyed at the interruption.\n\n``Hey, Cameron. It's fine, honestly. Your cock's a perfect size, most girls - guys too - don't honestly like 'em too big.''\n\nHe gave me a weak smile, then waved me off.\n\n``All right so you and your friend were about to fuck a bed. What next?''\n\n-\n\nWe both got random boners, so we'd seen each other's cocks out before, that wasn't new. But we'd never really done anything with them, ourselves or to each other. Yes ok nothing besides ``fucking beds,'' Cameron, that's not the point. So yeah, we were standing there naked with our 9 year old cocks sticking out of our sheaths. I said we should keep going and he agreed, so we both sidled up to the bed and - Cameron shut up I fucking swear, don't act like you've never stuck your dick in something weird because it felt good. You never humped your pillow? Yeah that's what I thought.\n\nSo yeah we were kinda humping the side of the bed. I was always a tall kid but it was a big bed so we weren't like, bent over it humping by any means. Just kinda rubbing against it. Definitely felt good but somehow missing something, you know? You remember what it was like, before you learned how to jack off, you just kept rubbing without knowing why, like something was supposed to happen but nothing happened but it still felt good? We were doing that, our naked little butts shaking while we humped the side of the mattress.\n\nAfter maybe a minute of that we kinda got bored, like it wasn't that it didn't feel good but you know. Like I said, you just kinda...wonder why nothing's happening. I had an idea. There was another part of my body I had discovered I enjoyed rubbing on things and I figured he might like that feeling too.\n\n``What if we play a naked game,'' I asked him.\n\n``Like what?''\n\n``It's called `Touch Turns','' I said like it was something real and not a name I literally just made up, for a game I was literally gonna make up on the spot. ``We each lay down for a few minutes and say a part, and the other fluff touches that part. And then we switch!''\n\n-\n\nCameron was listening to me with rapt attention at this point. I definitely didn't expect him to want to hear about a pair of little wolfy boys discovering that having our dicks touched felt good, but his ears were forward, his golden eyes on mine. I don't think he'd had any more whiskey since I started. I realized I hadn't either. I was a little self-conscious about it honestly, but apparently I was enjoying sharing the tale myself. Or maybe just thinking back on it was turning me on, reliving the excitement of sharing that intimate moment with my best friend even if I didn't understand it at the time. I was rock hard. A quick tail wag, a sip of booze, and we were back to it.\n\n-\n\nI remember Tyler was a little nervous, or maybe he was just confused or unsure. Suppose he might not have really understood what I meant, which is fair. Like I said I was making it up as I went, I certainly couldn't expect him to actually have a fucking clue what I was going for. I just wanted someone to touch my butt, is that so wrong? I suggested he lay down on his stomach and say ``back'' and I'd show him what I meant.\n\nTyler agreed and got onto the floor on his front. I saw him grind a little more, humping the floor now instead of the bed. I understood, it felt good when your dick was pressed up against soft belly fur, squeezed between stomach and floor.\n\n``Back,'' just like I told him to.\n\n``Of course, right away sir.'' Like he'd ordered a dish at a restaurant and I was the waiter.\n\nI got down on the floor too, knees to either side of his waist, kinda sit-squatting on his butt, on his tail. I started to pet his back, just gently rubbing it, stroking it like my mom might. Maybe a little bit of a lighter touch. His fur was real soft, felt nice under my paws. I'm pretty sure I never lost my boner, even though I wasn't messing with it, it wasn't really touching anything. I was just hard, and being a young wolf going through puberty apparently it was gonna stay that way whether I wanted it to or not.\n\nAfter a little bit I hopped up and told him it was my turn. He got up too, and I lay down on the floor, this time on my back. My dick rested against my stomach, hard as it had ever been. ``Legs!''\n\n``Mm, ok. Uh, I mean, certainly, mister.''\n\nTyler took a sec, trying to decide exactly how to manage it, but then decided to pretty much sit on my crotch. I didn't have the words for it back then, but he was on me in reverse cowgirl. I mean he wasn't on me on me. Just sitting, but that's the position. I could feel his balls resting on mine, they were warm. It felt good. I really liked looking at his butt and I wanted to squeeze it, but it wasn't his turn to get touched. I just laid back and let him give me my turn, kinda awkwardly rubbing and petting my legs. I remember liking it the most when he went between my legs, kinda teasing my inner thighs. I would have wagged my tail if I hadn't been laying on it.\n\nPretty soon he got up and said it was his turn again. He was getting into it, now that he understood what it was about. I stood too and glanced towards the closed door of the spare bedroom we were in. Something in me knew we'd get in trouble if his parents found us playing this game, though it probably wasn't much more than knowing that these were our ``private'' parts, but Tyler was my best friend, nothing was private from each other. He lay on his back like I had.\n\n``And what would you like to have touched tonight, mon-sour,'' I tried to emulate a fancy French waiter, absolutely butchering ``monseiur.''\n\nHe hesitated before saying ``balls'' in a little too loud a whisper before he started giggling, sending us both into a bit of a giggle fit. I got onto the floor again, sitting on his knees. I was nervous, or scared, or excited...It was hard to tell I just remember my stomach being up in my throat. Looking back, what I was feeling was definitely that surge of lust and excitement you get before getting naughty with a new partner, but I didn't know what that was at 9, and this wasn't just a ``new partner'' but the first time I'd touched any balls other than my own. Gingerly, I reached out and pet his fuzzy little sack. I remember how he gasped, how his balls moved shifted in response to my touch. As long ago as it was, I remember everything from that night real fuckin clear. If I'd been older I probably would have been dribbling pre-cum, that's how horny I was.\n\nI stroked his nutsack, probably being overly gentle but I didn't want to hurt him. Once or twice I lifted them up, even giving them a little tug. We went like that longer than with the earlier round. I was eager to have him play with me, but I was also entranced, feeling the sensitive little orbs. Both of our dicks were hard as they'd ever been in our lives to that point.\n\n-\n\n``H-hey!'' Cameron protested\n\nI snorted as I straightened back up. Decided to take a peek under the table and sure enough he had his own tent pitched over there. The kids in my memory were hard, we were hard, everyone was fuckin' hard and horny.\n\n``Whatever dude, not like I've never seen your boner before.''\n\n``I know I just...I dunno...is it weird that I'm turned on by this?'' he asked, ears flat, unsure.\n\nI wondered what he was worried about. That maybe he was bi too? Or was he worried about being aroused by a sex story about 9 year olds? It didn't really matter the source of his concern, I decided. I didn't want him stressed about it.\n\n``Eh. If it's weird, then we're both weird together. I'm leaking over here,'' I said, waving a paw towards my crotch and the small wet spot from precum that had formed.\n\nCameron nodded; apparently that was enough to reassure him for now, whichever thing he was worried about.\n\n-\n\nI didn't know what to ask for next, I just knew I needed him to touch me too. My dick? Jump straight to that? I think I felt like there was still some working up to do, like that was the most ``not-allowed'' part. I remember how dry my throat felt, like every ounce of moisture had evaporated from my little wolfy body.\n\n``My turn,'' I finally managed to whisper.\n\nTyler groaned, obviously not wanting his turn to end, but fair was fair. I got off of him and stood up, he stood too. Our red little dicks were almost touching, both sticking straight out from our crotches. I desperately wanted him to squeeze it, but even then that felt like some kind of point of no return. Return from what I sure had no fucking clue, but something. Like it would be something neither of us could take back.\n\n``Mmm, my butt,'' I whispered with another giggle.\n\nHe just nodded and I got back down on the floor, on my stomach. I felt him kneel down on me, straddling my legs with his. It was a struggle to keep my tail from wagging in his face. I tried to lift it up and keep it flat against my back to give him access. Finally his paws touched my cheeks and I melted. He was being as gentle as I had been with his balls, just gently petting and stroking my ass. I was in fucking heaven. Turns out like hell, there's layers, and he hadn't sent me to the top yet.\n\nYou asked when I knew I was bi. Well, the body knows before the mind does. I didn't know what I wanted, but my body did. Unconsciously I lifted my hips up a little even though it meant taking pressure off my cock, squeezed between me and the carpet. But it meant my cheeks spread and I was showing him my tailhole. Well. I'd asked for my butt to be touched, and that was part of my butt. I dunno what was going through Tyler's head, but there was an agonizingly long second where he took his paws off me before I felt a fingertip touch that puckered little ring. Now that was ecstasy. I'm sure I whimpered and whined, trying to keep quiet but completely unable to do so.\n\nHe was still being super gentle, just kind of petting my tailhole, trailing a finger from the base of my tail, down the crack of my puppy butt, skating across my asshole, and down my fuzzy taint. I never wanted it to end. I think if I could have cum then, I would have. My stomach was in knots, my knot was in knots, it was the most confusingly intense sensation I had ever felt up to that point, and every time he lifted his finger up I was in agony until he stroked my ass again.\n\n-\n\n``You ok bud?'' I asked.\n\nCameron nodded but his breathing was heavy, panting. Damn, he was worked up. Frankly so was I, but I was the bi one, right? I hadn't expected him to be not only interested in hearing about a couple of horny wolf pups exploring each other for the first time, but so thoroughly turned on by it. Was starting to wonder if maybe he might want to do a little exploring of his own.\n\n``SoOo-'' his voice cracked and he coughed, clearing his throat. ``So you've always really liked being teased?''\n\nI nodded. Whenever his girl was blowing me, I frequently directed her to a light touch on my balls, my taint. It was something they both knew I enjoyed at this point. I still whined like a puppy when she would trail just the barest tip of her claw down the seam of my nutsack and back towards my tail.\n\n``Dunno if that experience formed the preference, or if the preference existed first and that was just my time to find out. Bit of a `dragon and the egg' scenario, but either way I was hooked. Love being teased ever since.''\n\nCameron nodded, biting his lip.\n\n``You know,'' I ventured, ``I'm not gonna judge if you paw yourself.''\n\n``Really?'' he asked, genuine relief in his golden eyes.\n\nI didn't think it was sexual relief, or rather relief that he was going to relieve himself. Moreso relief that I was so lacking in judgment over his arousal at this story. He looked down at the table.\n\n``You really don't think it's weird that I'm this turned on right now? That...that I kind of wish I could have been touching your pup hole?''\n\nFuck, I wish I could be touching my pup hole. In retelling this I was re-living it, vividly remembering what my friend's cub cock looked like, what his finger felt like against my virgin hole. I hadn't even gotten to the part about what I did to Tyler's little ass.\n\n``Safe space, Cam. No judgment, no shaming. Kinda flattered honestly. If you want to picture yourself sitting on my legs with my butt sticking up, tail high, little round cheeks spread so you can pet my puppy pucker, go for it. Not like I could stop you anyway, but I don't want to stop you.''\n\nHe shifted in his seat, maybe listing a little bit too much to the side as he slipped his shorts down enough to get his cock out. We were definitely both good and buzzed now. Probably for the best. Cameron closed his eyes and his paws dipped below the table. His arms were moving just a bit, obviously not wanting to shoot before I finished my story.\n\n-\n\nSo there I was getting my butthole pet. I loved it. I liked being naked whenever I could but I had discovered that whenever I was sitting on something, I especially liked spreading my cheeks so my tailhole would be pressed directly against whatever I was sitting on. My bed, a chair, the floor. Didn't matter, I just really enjoyed the sensation of contact. Figure it's got something to do with marking, I mean lot of species have vestigial scent glands back there. I wanted to push back, realized I wanted his finger to go inside? I'd never put anything inside, but it was a thought that entered the back of my head then and I knew I'd do it at some point.\n\nIt felt like forever, but when he whispered ``my turn'' it also felt like it had only been the slightest second. I wanted to touch Tyler more, I wanted to take my turn feeling him, but I also didn't want him to stop. Trying not to whine and complain about the rules of the game I had made up myself, I stood up once he got off of me and turned to face him. He looked a little confused, lost in thought. I was eager to finish his turn and get to my next one.\n\n``And what would you like touched next, good sir?'' I slipped back into the ``waiter'' role.\n\nHis teeth shone in the dim glow of the nightlight with a grin.\n\n``My rocket'' he whispered a little too loudly, his tail was wagging behind him.\n\nI nodded excitedly and waited for him to lie on his back. I straddled him again, my own meat rod resting against his leg. Mimicking my earlier gentle touch of his balls, I tenderly stroked his puppycock. I remember how warm it felt, and even though I had touched myself when erect I remember being surprised by how hard his cock was.\n\n``Push harder. Maybe squeeze it?'' Tyler suggested.\n\nTurns out he wasn't into the tease as much as I was. I followed his request and wrapped my fingers around him, squeezing then moving my hand up, squeezing, up, squeeze, down, squeeze. Halfway to jacking him off with what had to have been the worst hand-job in the world. But I guess when you're 9 getting a handjob it's the best one ever, especially when it's your first one. I was fascinated by his dick, it felt so good in my paw. I almost forgot how badly I wanted his finger on my asshole again. I remember wondering if it tasted good. It smelled nice, I mean we weren't stinky kids. Just smelled like a little sweat and musk, but I liked it.\n\nTyler was moaning, he woulda been wriggling all over if I hadn't been sitting on his legs. It seemed like he didn't know where to put his hands, placing them under his head like a pillow or straight out or along his sides and back again. I was changing up how I was touching him, pressing my palm pad against his dick, squeezing it between my paw and his stomach, or wrapping my fingers around it and squeezing, or stroking it up and down. Just playing around. I pulled it up and looked down at the tip, then let go and giggled as it popped back and slapped his belly fur with a muffled thud.\n\n``Hey!'' Tyler protested.\n\n``Sorry!''\n\nI wanted my turn but I didn't want to end my friend's with an unhappy experience. I did some more rubbing and squeezing until he was cooing again, and then I got up.\n\n``Aww, already?''\n\n``I knowww it's so hard. But we gotta take turns, that's the rule of Touch Turns.''\n\nHe pouted a little but didn't argue. I was glad he was liking the ``game,'' that he seemed to like playing as much as I did. I remember thinking about asking him to touch my dick, like I had his, I knew it would feel good. But I could touch my own cock, it was a logistical challenge to touch my own ass.\n\n``Butt,'' I whispered once more, about to turn around to lie on my stomach.\n\n``Hey, you can't ask for the same place twice in a row. You gotta pick somewhere else,'' Tyler insisted, frowning at me.\n\nI thought about it for a second. Now he was making up rules to a game I had just made up. Still, it seemed like a fair rule so I agreed.\n\n``Okaaaay, do my balls then.''\n\n``Right away, mister.''\n\nWe both assumed the positions, used to how it went by this point. He was just as gentle with my nuts as I had been with his. I dunno if that's because he had realized that I seemed to really like the soft touch, or if he was just as worried as I had been about hurting them. Even at 9, balls are a sensitive spot. It felt almost as good as his fingers had on my ass. But you know how I like that, the stroking fingertips on my sack. Or your girl does, anyway. Tyler might not have known what he was doing, but his gentle little fingers felt awesome.\n\n``Do underneath'' I whispered, and Tyler obliged.\n\nHe pinched my fur between his fingers and lifted by sack up, using his other hand to caress my taint, the backside of my sack. I wanted him to go back farther, to touch my hole again, but I knew he wouldn't. That wasn't the body part I had ``ordered,'' and it would have been greedy of me to try and get him to do it. Break the spirit of the game, you know.\n\nTyler and I went back and forth a few more rounds like that, sometimes ``backing off'' to less risque places. It still felt good to have the back pet or legs stroked, and made it all the more exciting when one of us asked for our secret spaces to be touched. I did eventually ask for my ``rocket,'' too, and was surprised to find out that it felt better having someone else touch it than when I touched it myself. Eventually, I wanted so badly for him to touch my tailhole, my pup hole, and more than just the occasional brushes of the fingertip as he stroked my butt. It was my turn.\n\n``I waaaant,'' I dragged it out like I was pondering, pretending I hadn't spent his entire turn planning to ask this, ``I want my butthole!'' I whispered, too excitedly.\n\nTyler frowned for a sec, pondering if that broke some unwritten rule of the game, before he shrugged and nodded. I remember my heart pounding, getting down on the floor once more.\n\n``Um, do you think you could...''\n\nRealizing he needed easier access, I eagerly grabbed my little cheeks and pulled them apart. I moaned just from feeling my hole stretch open a little, feeling the air on it. I think if I could have cum, I would have dumped my balls into the carpet when his finger pressed against it.\n\n-\n\n``Ugh, shiiiit.''\n\nI paused, watching Cameron's eyes squeeze shut and he put his palms down flat on the table top.\n\n``Didja nut?''\n\nCameron shook his head, mouth forming an ``o'' as he slowly exhaled. Must have gotten himself right to the edge of it. I was impressed; usually once he was close there was no stopping it, the trade-off being he had a pretty short refractory period and could go again almost immediately. Rather opposite me and my canine brethren, where once we got our knot that was it for a while. Mine had even started to swell a little, just from how much I was getting turned on from sharing this memory, and how turned on Cam was by it. Every time I shifted in my seat, it pressed and rubbed against my leg, driving me closer.\n\nI waited patiently, my own hands clasping my empty glass just to keep from stroking myself and blowing my own load yet. After maybe a minute he opened his eyes and reached back down below the table. His eyebrows twitched and settled. Figured he'd just grabbed his dick again, overly sensitive at first.\n\n``K. Keep going.''\n\nI nodded and did exactly that.\n\n-\n\nWhere was I? Oh right right. I spread my puppy cheeks for my buddy so he could touch my asshole.\n\nEvery time his finger brushed my pucker it sent electricity through my body. I'd never felt my dick get that hard before, even when I was rubbing it on stuff. Again I had the thought intrude that I really wanted him to push his finger inside. I figured that was too ``gross'' or too...not allowed? It just didn't feel like I could ask that, even if he was my best friend, and there we were playing with each other's junk and butts.\n\nI didn't even notice when he whispered that it was his turn again, I was basically in space. Horny, lusty, directionless and slightly confused aroused space. Tyler had to swat my ass - playfully, and not too hard so the sound of the soft smack was deadened by the fur on my butt. I shook my head to clear it, torn between disappointment that my turn was over and nervous excitement that he might ask for the same on his turn.\n\nI was in luck. He did. And since he'd just done it with me, he knew what to do. Without prompting, he spread his little wolf butt for me. I remember hearing my heartbeat in my ears, feeling it in my throat as he lifted his ass towards me, open and inviting. I remember how pink his little hole was, surrounded by soft gray fur. The other thing I remember was his scent. I mean, I knew how Tyler smelled, we had hung out together so many times since we first became friends. But to catch his musk straight from his backside was something else entirely. It was incredible. We were clean, it wasn't anything filthy or nothin. Just the natural musk of a young wolf. It drove me wild. I had never felt the need to hump like I did right then. Another urge hit me too though.\n\n``Can I try something?'' I asked.\n\n``You're gonna touch it though right? That's the rules,'' he said. I could hear the frustration that I might not give him his due turn, that I was going to try to do something unfair.\n\nI thought for a second, then promised him I was. And I was, too.\n\n``Well. Ok, yeah. Whatever you want,'' Tyler finally agreed.\n\nI kinda...not blacked out, but I definitely wasn't fully in control of my faculties, or aware of what I was doing. Wolf brain took over. I leaned down and pushed my snout gently between his cheeks, my nose just barely hovering above his hole. I inhaled, sniffing his tailhole, getting his scent locked firmly in my mind. Then I licked it.\n\nHis tailhole twitched under my tongue, but he didn't pull away. I think he moaned? Or gasped? I'm not sure, I was pretty locked on to what I was doing. With my snout tucked up against the base of his tail I licked again, flicking my tongue out against his pucker, caressing it as gently with my tongue as I would have my finger. If I had thought his ass smelled good, it tasted even better. Tyler's legs shifted under my body, squirming, but he never once did he let go of his cheeks or pull away from my tongue. He kept himself wide open, letting me lap at his puppyhole.\n\nI'd lost all higher brain function at that point, my budding lust in the driver's seat. I didn't ask to do what I did next, I didn't warn him, I just did it because the thought came into my head and there was no longer any filter or delay between thought and action. I pushed my tongue inside him. God it was warm, it was tight, it squeezed my tongue. It was weird, entirely new in taste and sensation, but I pushed deeper. I shoved my tongue as deep into Tyler's butt as I could, wiggling it this way and that. The taste was only a little muskier than his hole had been, but still good.\n\nWasn't sure how long I stayed like that, my hands on the floor to support myself while I - what I now realize I was doing - tongue-fucked his puphole. I think we were both moaning, practically whining for...minutes? Maybe. Probably not longer than just a couple minutes, honestly, but if I had thought my prick was hard when he was touching my tailhole, it was even harder when I was eating his. Eventually I came up for air, panting hard and wiped the spit off my muzzle. Looking at his ass I wanted to dive back in, to taste him again, to feel the heat of his hole around my tongue. Tyler was panting, too.\n\n``Maybe...maybe that's enough Touch Turns for tonight,'' he told me before I could lean down for more.\n\nI blinked and suddenly yawned. The little clock on the nightstand next to the bed told us it was past 1 AM in its red segmented digits. My cock was still throbbing as I stood up. I needed...something. I didn't know what. I felt like I wanted to rub it more against something and just keep going until it felt better. But, I had to agree that Tyler was right. Even though it was a weekend his parents would be fussy if we slept super late. I helped him up, our red rockets bumping against one another as he stood. We both shuddered.\n\n``Did you like the game?''\n\nI was relieved when he nodded.\n\n``Maybe we can play more next time you're over,'' he suggested hopefully.\n\nMy tail was going a mile a minute as I excitedly agreed. Yawning again we quietly got our pj's back on and carefully opened the door. His dad's snoring was still roaring like a sawmill, so we crept back into Tyler's bedroom and curled up in bed next to each other.\n\n-\n\n``So...did you?''\n\nI tilted my head as I looked up at Cameron, not sure what he was asking. His arms were still moving slowly, still edging himself.\n\n``Did...did I what, fuck him?''\n\n``Mmf. No, did you two play it again? Play...`Touch Turns.'''\n\nWe both couldn't help but chuckle; it sounded so stupid when he said it. Childish. Which, to be fair, it was.\n\n``Yeah, we did. Almost every time I spent the night at his place, we'd creep over to that spare bedroom and strip down and take turns touching each other, exploring. We wouldn't play it at my house, not really sure why. Not like we had any less privacy in my bedroom, but it just felt riskier somehow. But he let me rim him pretty much every time we did play it. A few times he kissed my pucker, but he never tongued it. Never did ask him to finger me. Well, at least not then. I moved and years later he came to visit, when we were like 15, but that is a whole other story for a whole other time.''\n\nCameron nodded. Seemed like he was...waiting for something. Waiting for me? To...what? Fuck.\n\n``Hey Cam.''\n\n``What?''\n\n``You, uh.'' I swallowed hard. Why the fuck was I nervous all of a sudden? I'd slept with more men than women. ``You wanna play Touch Turns?''\n\nAfter a second he finally nodded and stood up, his shorts at his ankles and his barbed feline cock sticking straight out, the tip smeared and glistening with precum. I expected I would be tasting his load before long. Hoped, anyway.\n\n``Yeah. Um. Tailhole.''\n\n PAGE 13 \n\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "``So when did you know you were bi?''

I rolled my eyes. Wasn't the first time I'd been asked that, wouldn't be the last. Besides, Cameron was a good friend, we'd known each other for a few years. He and his girlfriend even invited me to tag-team her every once in a while. She was a sexy little lynx, and he wasn't hard on the eyes either. Cats were 100% my type when it came to women, but I didn't love the barbed cocks and I didn't think Cam would let me pop my knot up his ass even if I did think he was something of a sexy lynx himself.

``Well.'' Had I had enough whiskey to actually tell this story? Not yet. I finished the glass in front of me and poured the next. Now I had.

``That's not really a real question, like. I can't really answer that. There's no `moment' when you wake up and figure you know what, I like dicks and pussy. You just kinda...figure it out.''

He nodded. His bright yellow eyes were downcast. I wondered if there was something more to his question than simple curiosity but I decided not to poke at it. Prying wouldn't get him to open up, only giving him the space to be open would.

``So like. There are some milestones, right? Like the first time I was definitely into a guy or a girl. The first time I fucked around with each, or finally when I admitted to myself that I was bi. So...'' Hm. Should I? ``You wanna hear about the first time I fooled around with a guy?''

He looked up hopefully, his tufted ears pointing straight up. My bushy wolf's tail swished behind me. I hadn't told anyone this before, the only one who knew was the guy it had been with.

``It's uh. It's a little...hm. Racy?''

``I mean I'm assuming it's gay sex, so why wouldn't it be,'' he asked, genuinely confused.

``No, well I mean yes but. That's not quite what I mean. I mean. It wasn't recent. A long time ago''

I was trying to be subtle in case that kind of thing was a line too far for him. We were both probably a little too buzzed for it to get through. I sighed.

``I mean like...it was almost twenty years ago.''

We were both 28. I could practically see the gears turning as he did the math and realization hit.

``Still want to hear it?''

His ears went flat on his head, but he nodded. ``I mean, if you're ok with-''

I cut him off with a wave of my paw. After securing a promise not to tell a fucking soul, with a joking threat to steal his girlfriend (my cock was bigger than his, but I knew she wasn't into me for more than the occasional lay and I wouldn't do that to him anyway) if he did tell, I started to tell him how it started.

-

I don't remember how old I was when I first started getting boners. I knew I was younger than 10, though, because my family moved when I was 11 and I have a single specific memory of my dad giving me a hand getting dressed before school one morning before that move. He wasn't dressing me or nothing, mostly just helping make sure I stayed on track and actually got dressed in time. I remember my dick was entirely out of my sheath and had made a tent in my jammies. I thought it was funny and was poking the little pointed tip with my finger, just saying ``poke! poke!'' I didn't know any better, I just thought it was funny. My dad did not think it was nearly so funny and gave me a low growl until I stripped out of my pajamas and actually got dressed. I have vague memories of just kinda rubbing my crotch on things, pressing it up against like the floor or the couch. It felt good, that's all I knew.

So I had this friend, another wolfboy named Tyler, we were best friends honestly. Went to the same school, plus he lived like two blocks away. He was an only child, and his dad had a pretty high dollar job. Coding or something, back when there weren't IT bootcamps in every strip mall and night school. Anyway, so they had decent money, he had all the cool video games. I had an older brother- I mean I still do, you've met Sammy right? - so it was just more fun to hang at his place. Which I did almost every weekend. We mostly played video games together but we'd have dart gun battles, or we would ride our bikes around the neighborhood. In the summer we'd ride down to the neighborhood pool. We didn't think twice about changing clothes in front of each other, or showering together when we got back. We'd pee together. Literally everything together. Don't roll your eyes, I can hear your ``ugh, canines'' in your brain right now.

His house was pretty typical upper middle suburban. Two story brick, four bedroom despite only having the one kid. His bedroom was pretty big, and then there were two smaller guest rooms with not much other than a bed and a lamp or some shit. Sometimes we'd play in those anyway for a ``change of scenery.'' I loved being naked as a kid, it definitely got me in trouble with my parents sometimes, but I guess at some point I convinced him it'd be cool to get naked while we played. Not like we hadn't already seen each other naked a hundred times, but that was only during times we were supposed to be naked. He was better behaved than I was as a kid so he was a little unsure, but eventually he did.

I dunno why but Tyler didn't really want to do it in his room, like breaking the rules was more bad in his own room or maybe he thought we were more likely to get caught? I dunno man, kids are dumb. I was staying over for the weekend so of course we were up super late, his parents had long since gone to sleep. Could hear his dad snoring through two closed doors. He agreed to play naked but we had to go into one of the guest bedrooms, across the landing from his parents', not right next to it.

We stripped out of our jammies and just kinda stood there, not sure what to do next. I'm obviously paraphrasing here but this is about how it shook out.

``Do you ever rub your thing on...things?'' I whispered. There was no way his parents could have heard us over his dad's snoring, but we also knew we were up past bedtime for one, so we stuck to whispering.

``Whaddya mean?''

``Like you know, you push your thingy against stuff and it feels good,'' I pointed to his gray-furred sheath.

Tyler shook his head, so I decided to show him. I stepped up to the bed and just like, leaned back and put my sheath against it, grinding my little hips. Didn't understand why it felt good, just knew that it did. My dick poked out of my sheath, getting hard. I stepped back, red rocket sticking out in front of me.

``Ooh, yeah, I know what you mean now. I like it too.''

I watched him as he mimicked me, rubbing his crotch on the side of the bed. Just like me, his wolf dick was sticking out of his sheath when he stood back. Mine was bigger.

-

snrk

``What?''

``I dunno man, that's just funny.''

I shrugged at Cameron. ``Just the truth. Not judging or nothin'.'' He was still giggling. I scowled. ``Mine's bigger than yours too you filthy feline.''

His ears laid back and I felt bad, I really didn't mean anything by it, I was just annoyed at the interruption.

``Hey, Cameron. It's fine, honestly. Your cock's a perfect size, most girls - guys too - don't honestly like 'em too big.''

He gave me a weak smile, then waved me off.

``All right so you and your friend were about to fuck a bed. What next?''

-

We both got random boners, so we'd seen each other's cocks out before, that wasn't new. But we'd never really done anything with them, ourselves or to each other. Yes ok nothing besides ``fucking beds,'' Cameron, that's not the point. So yeah, we were standing there naked with our 9 year old cocks sticking out of our sheaths. I said we should keep going and he agreed, so we both sidled up to the bed and - Cameron shut up I fucking swear, don't act like you've never stuck your dick in something weird because it felt good. You never humped your pillow? Yeah that's what I thought.

So yeah we were kinda humping the side of the bed. I was always a tall kid but it was a big bed so we weren't like, bent over it humping by any means. Just kinda rubbing against it. Definitely felt good but somehow missing something, you know? You remember what it was like, before you learned how to jack off, you just kept rubbing without knowing why, like something was supposed to happen but nothing happened but it still felt good? We were doing that, our naked little butts shaking while we humped the side of the mattress.

After maybe a minute of that we kinda got bored, like it wasn't that it didn't feel good but you know. Like I said, you just kinda...wonder why nothing's happening. I had an idea. There was another part of my body I had discovered I enjoyed rubbing on things and I figured he might like that feeling too.

``What if we play a naked game,'' I asked him.

``Like what?''

``It's called `Touch Turns','' I said like it was something real and not a name I literally just made up, for a game I was literally gonna make up on the spot. ``We each lay down for a few minutes and say a part, and the other fluff touches that part. And then we switch!''

-

Cameron was listening to me with rapt attention at this point. I definitely didn't expect him to want to hear about a pair of little wolfy boys discovering that having our dicks touched felt good, but his ears were forward, his golden eyes on mine. I don't think he'd had any more whiskey since I started. I realized I hadn't either. I was a little self-conscious about it honestly, but apparently I was enjoying sharing the tale myself. Or maybe just thinking back on it was turning me on, reliving the excitement of sharing that intimate moment with my best friend even if I didn't understand it at the time. I was rock hard. A quick tail wag, a sip of booze, and we were back to it.

-

I remember Tyler was a little nervous, or maybe he was just confused or unsure. Suppose he might not have really understood what I meant, which is fair. Like I said I was making it up as I went, I certainly couldn't expect him to actually have a fucking clue what I was going for. I just wanted someone to touch my butt, is that so wrong? I suggested he lay down on his stomach and say ``back'' and I'd show him what I meant.

Tyler agreed and got onto the floor on his front. I saw him grind a little more, humping the floor now instead of the bed. I understood, it felt good when your dick was pressed up against soft belly fur, squeezed between stomach and floor.

``Back,'' just like I told him to.

``Of course, right away sir.'' Like he'd ordered a dish at a restaurant and I was the waiter.

I got down on the floor too, knees to either side of his waist, kinda sit-squatting on his butt, on his tail. I started to pet his back, just gently rubbing it, stroking it like my mom might. Maybe a little bit of a lighter touch. His fur was real soft, felt nice under my paws. I'm pretty sure I never lost my boner, even though I wasn't messing with it, it wasn't really touching anything. I was just hard, and being a young wolf going through puberty apparently it was gonna stay that way whether I wanted it to or not.

After a little bit I hopped up and told him it was my turn. He got up too, and I lay down on the floor, this time on my back. My dick rested against my stomach, hard as it had ever been. ``Legs!''

``Mm, ok. Uh, I mean, certainly, mister.''

Tyler took a sec, trying to decide exactly how to manage it, but then decided to pretty much sit on my crotch. I didn't have the words for it back then, but he was on me in reverse cowgirl. I mean he wasn't on me on me. Just sitting, but that's the position. I could feel his balls resting on mine, they were warm. It felt good. I really liked looking at his butt and I wanted to squeeze it, but it wasn't his turn to get touched. I just laid back and let him give me my turn, kinda awkwardly rubbing and petting my legs. I remember liking it the most when he went between my legs, kinda teasing my inner thighs. I would have wagged my tail if I hadn't been laying on it.

Pretty soon he got up and said it was his turn again. He was getting into it, now that he understood what it was about. I stood too and glanced towards the closed door of the spare bedroom we were in. Something in me knew we'd get in trouble if his parents found us playing this game, though it probably wasn't much more than knowing that these were our ``private'' parts, but Tyler was my best friend, nothing was private from each other. He lay on his back like I had.

``And what would you like to have touched tonight, mon-sour,'' I tried to emulate a fancy French waiter, absolutely butchering ``monseiur.''

He hesitated before saying ``balls'' in a little too loud a whisper before he started giggling, sending us both into a bit of a giggle fit. I got onto the floor again, sitting on his knees. I was nervous, or scared, or excited...It was hard to tell I just remember my stomach being up in my throat. Looking back, what I was feeling was definitely that surge of lust and excitement you get before getting naughty with a new partner, but I didn't know what that was at 9, and this wasn't just a ``new partner'' but the first time I'd touched any balls other than my own. Gingerly, I reached out and pet his fuzzy little sack. I remember how he gasped, how his balls moved shifted in response to my touch. As long ago as it was, I remember everything from that night real fuckin clear. If I'd been older I probably would have been dribbling pre-cum, that's how horny I was.

I stroked his nutsack, probably being overly gentle but I didn't want to hurt him. Once or twice I lifted them up, even giving them a little tug. We went like that longer than with the earlier round. I was eager to have him play with me, but I was also entranced, feeling the sensitive little orbs. Both of our dicks were hard as they'd ever been in our lives to that point.

-

``H-hey!'' Cameron protested

I snorted as I straightened back up. Decided to take a peek under the table and sure enough he had his own tent pitched over there. The kids in my memory were hard, we were hard, everyone was fuckin' hard and horny.

``Whatever dude, not like I've never seen your boner before.''

``I know I just...I dunno...is it weird that I'm turned on by this?'' he asked, ears flat, unsure.

I wondered what he was worried about. That maybe he was bi too? Or was he worried about being aroused by a sex story about 9 year olds? It didn't really matter the source of his concern, I decided. I didn't want him stressed about it.

``Eh. If it's weird, then we're both weird together. I'm leaking over here,'' I said, waving a paw towards my crotch and the small wet spot from precum that had formed.

Cameron nodded; apparently that was enough to reassure him for now, whichever thing he was worried about.

-

I didn't know what to ask for next, I just knew I needed him to touch me too. My dick? Jump straight to that? I think I felt like there was still some working up to do, like that was the most ``not-allowed'' part. I remember how dry my throat felt, like every ounce of moisture had evaporated from my little wolfy body.

``My turn,'' I finally managed to whisper.

Tyler groaned, obviously not wanting his turn to end, but fair was fair. I got off of him and stood up, he stood too. Our red little dicks were almost touching, both sticking straight out from our crotches. I desperately wanted him to squeeze it, but even then that felt like some kind of point of no return. Return from what I sure had no fucking clue, but something. Like it would be something neither of us could take back.

``Mmm, my butt,'' I whispered with another giggle.

He just nodded and I got back down on the floor, on my stomach. I felt him kneel down on me, straddling my legs with his. It was a struggle to keep my tail from wagging in his face. I tried to lift it up and keep it flat against my back to give him access. Finally his paws touched my cheeks and I melted. He was being as gentle as I had been with his balls, just gently petting and stroking my ass. I was in fucking heaven. Turns out like hell, there's layers, and he hadn't sent me to the top yet.

You asked when I knew I was bi. Well, the body knows before the mind does. I didn't know what I wanted, but my body did. Unconsciously I lifted my hips up a little even though it meant taking pressure off my cock, squeezed between me and the carpet. But it meant my cheeks spread and I was showing him my tailhole. Well. I'd asked for my butt to be touched, and that was part of my butt. I dunno what was going through Tyler's head, but there was an agonizingly long second where he took his paws off me before I felt a fingertip touch that puckered little ring. Now that was ecstasy. I'm sure I whimpered and whined, trying to keep quiet but completely unable to do so.

He was still being super gentle, just kind of petting my tailhole, trailing a finger from the base of my tail, down the crack of my puppy butt, skating across my asshole, and down my fuzzy taint. I never wanted it to end. I think if I could have cum then, I would have. My stomach was in knots, my knot was in knots, it was the most confusingly intense sensation I had ever felt up to that point, and every time he lifted his finger up I was in agony until he stroked my ass again.

-

``You ok bud?'' I asked.

Cameron nodded but his breathing was heavy, panting. Damn, he was worked up. Frankly so was I, but I was the bi one, right? I hadn't expected him to be not only interested in hearing about a couple of horny wolf pups exploring each other for the first time, but so thoroughly turned on by it. Was starting to wonder if maybe he might want to do a little exploring of his own.

``SoOo-'' his voice cracked and he coughed, clearing his throat. ``So you've always really liked being teased?''

I nodded. Whenever his girl was blowing me, I frequently directed her to a light touch on my balls, my taint. It was something they both knew I enjoyed at this point. I still whined like a puppy when she would trail just the barest tip of her claw down the seam of my nutsack and back towards my tail.

``Dunno if that experience formed the preference, or if the preference existed first and that was just my time to find out. Bit of a `dragon and the egg' scenario, but either way I was hooked. Love being teased ever since.''

Cameron nodded, biting his lip.

``You know,'' I ventured, ``I'm not gonna judge if you paw yourself.''

``Really?'' he asked, genuine relief in his golden eyes.

I didn't think it was sexual relief, or rather relief that he was going to relieve himself. Moreso relief that I was so lacking in judgment over his arousal at this story. He looked down at the table.

``You really don't think it's weird that I'm this turned on right now? That...that I kind of wish I could have been touching your pup hole?''

Fuck, I wish I could be touching my pup hole. In retelling this I was re-living it, vividly remembering what my friend's cub cock looked like, what his finger felt like against my virgin hole. I hadn't even gotten to the part about what I did to Tyler's little ass.

``Safe space, Cam. No judgment, no shaming. Kinda flattered honestly. If you want to picture yourself sitting on my legs with my butt sticking up, tail high, little round cheeks spread so you can pet my puppy pucker, go for it. Not like I could stop you anyway, but I don't want to stop you.''

He shifted in his seat, maybe listing a little bit too much to the side as he slipped his shorts down enough to get his cock out. We were definitely both good and buzzed now. Probably for the best. Cameron closed his eyes and his paws dipped below the table. His arms were moving just a bit, obviously not wanting to shoot before I finished my story.

-

So there I was getting my butthole pet. I loved it. I liked being naked whenever I could but I had discovered that whenever I was sitting on something, I especially liked spreading my cheeks so my tailhole would be pressed directly against whatever I was sitting on. My bed, a chair, the floor. Didn't matter, I just really enjoyed the sensation of contact. Figure it's got something to do with marking, I mean lot of species have vestigial scent glands back there. I wanted to push back, realized I wanted his finger to go inside? I'd never put anything inside, but it was a thought that entered the back of my head then and I knew I'd do it at some point.

It felt like forever, but when he whispered ``my turn'' it also felt like it had only been the slightest second. I wanted to touch Tyler more, I wanted to take my turn feeling him, but I also didn't want him to stop. Trying not to whine and complain about the rules of the game I had made up myself, I stood up once he got off of me and turned to face him. He looked a little confused, lost in thought. I was eager to finish his turn and get to my next one.

``And what would you like touched next, good sir?'' I slipped back into the ``waiter'' role.

His teeth shone in the dim glow of the nightlight with a grin.

``My rocket'' he whispered a little too loudly, his tail was wagging behind him.

I nodded excitedly and waited for him to lie on his back. I straddled him again, my own meat rod resting against his leg. Mimicking my earlier gentle touch of his balls, I tenderly stroked his puppycock. I remember how warm it felt, and even though I had touched myself when erect I remember being surprised by how hard his cock was.

``Push harder. Maybe squeeze it?'' Tyler suggested.

Turns out he wasn't into the tease as much as I was. I followed his request and wrapped my fingers around him, squeezing then moving my hand up, squeezing, up, squeeze, down, squeeze. Halfway to jacking him off with what had to have been the worst hand-job in the world. But I guess when you're 9 getting a handjob it's the best one ever, especially when it's your first one. I was fascinated by his dick, it felt so good in my paw. I almost forgot how badly I wanted his finger on my asshole again. I remember wondering if it tasted good. It smelled nice, I mean we weren't stinky kids. Just smelled like a little sweat and musk, but I liked it.

Tyler was moaning, he woulda been wriggling all over if I hadn't been sitting on his legs. It seemed like he didn't know where to put his hands, placing them under his head like a pillow or straight out or along his sides and back again. I was changing up how I was touching him, pressing my palm pad against his dick, squeezing it between my paw and his stomach, or wrapping my fingers around it and squeezing, or stroking it up and down. Just playing around. I pulled it up and looked down at the tip, then let go and giggled as it popped back and slapped his belly fur with a muffled thud.

``Hey!'' Tyler protested.

``Sorry!''

I wanted my turn but I didn't want to end my friend's with an unhappy experience. I did some more rubbing and squeezing until he was cooing again, and then I got up.

``Aww, already?''

``I knowww it's so hard. But we gotta take turns, that's the rule of Touch Turns.''

He pouted a little but didn't argue. I was glad he was liking the ``game,'' that he seemed to like playing as much as I did. I remember thinking about asking him to touch my dick, like I had his, I knew it would feel good. But I could touch my own cock, it was a logistical challenge to touch my own ass.

``Butt,'' I whispered once more, about to turn around to lie on my stomach.

``Hey, you can't ask for the same place twice in a row. You gotta pick somewhere else,'' Tyler insisted, frowning at me.

I thought about it for a second. Now he was making up rules to a game I had just made up. Still, it seemed like a fair rule so I agreed.

``Okaaaay, do my balls then.''

``Right away, mister.''

We both assumed the positions, used to how it went by this point. He was just as gentle with my nuts as I had been with his. I dunno if that's because he had realized that I seemed to really like the soft touch, or if he was just as worried as I had been about hurting them. Even at 9, balls are a sensitive spot. It felt almost as good as his fingers had on my ass. But you know how I like that, the stroking fingertips on my sack. Or your girl does, anyway. Tyler might not have known what he was doing, but his gentle little fingers felt awesome.

``Do underneath'' I whispered, and Tyler obliged.

He pinched my fur between his fingers and lifted by sack up, using his other hand to caress my taint, the backside of my sack. I wanted him to go back farther, to touch my hole again, but I knew he wouldn't. That wasn't the body part I had ``ordered,'' and it would have been greedy of me to try and get him to do it. Break the spirit of the game, you know.

Tyler and I went back and forth a few more rounds like that, sometimes ``backing off'' to less risque places. It still felt good to have the back pet or legs stroked, and made it all the more exciting when one of us asked for our secret spaces to be touched. I did eventually ask for my ``rocket,'' too, and was surprised to find out that it felt better having someone else touch it than when I touched it myself. Eventually, I wanted so badly for him to touch my tailhole, my pup hole, and more than just the occasional brushes of the fingertip as he stroked my butt. It was my turn.

``I waaaant,'' I dragged it out like I was pondering, pretending I hadn't spent his entire turn planning to ask this, ``I want my butthole!'' I whispered, too excitedly.

Tyler frowned for a sec, pondering if that broke some unwritten rule of the game, before he shrugged and nodded. I remember my heart pounding, getting down on the floor once more.

``Um, do you think you could...''

Realizing he needed easier access, I eagerly grabbed my little cheeks and pulled them apart. I moaned just from feeling my hole stretch open a little, feeling the air on it. I think if I could have cum, I would have dumped my balls into the carpet when his finger pressed against it.

-

``Ugh, shiiiit.''

I paused, watching Cameron's eyes squeeze shut and he put his palms down flat on the table top.

``Didja nut?''

Cameron shook his head, mouth forming an ``o'' as he slowly exhaled. Must have gotten himself right to the edge of it. I was impressed; usually once he was close there was no stopping it, the trade-off being he had a pretty short refractory period and could go again almost immediately. Rather opposite me and my canine brethren, where once we got our knot that was it for a while. Mine had even started to swell a little, just from how much I was getting turned on from sharing this memory, and how turned on Cam was by it. Every time I shifted in my seat, it pressed and rubbed against my leg, driving me closer.

I waited patiently, my own hands clasping my empty glass just to keep from stroking myself and blowing my own load yet. After maybe a minute he opened his eyes and reached back down below the table. His eyebrows twitched and settled. Figured he'd just grabbed his dick again, overly sensitive at first.

``K. Keep going.''

I nodded and did exactly that.

-

Where was I? Oh right right. I spread my puppy cheeks for my buddy so he could touch my asshole.

Every time his finger brushed my pucker it sent electricity through my body. I'd never felt my dick get that hard before, even when I was rubbing it on stuff. Again I had the thought intrude that I really wanted him to push his finger inside. I figured that was too ``gross'' or too...not allowed? It just didn't feel like I could ask that, even if he was my best friend, and there we were playing with each other's junk and butts.

I didn't even notice when he whispered that it was his turn again, I was basically in space. Horny, lusty, directionless and slightly confused aroused space. Tyler had to swat my ass - playfully, and not too hard so the sound of the soft smack was deadened by the fur on my butt. I shook my head to clear it, torn between disappointment that my turn was over and nervous excitement that he might ask for the same on his turn.

I was in luck. He did. And since he'd just done it with me, he knew what to do. Without prompting, he spread his little wolf butt for me. I remember hearing my heartbeat in my ears, feeling it in my throat as he lifted his ass towards me, open and inviting. I remember how pink his little hole was, surrounded by soft gray fur. The other thing I remember was his scent. I mean, I knew how Tyler smelled, we had hung out together so many times since we first became friends. But to catch his musk straight from his backside was something else entirely. It was incredible. We were clean, it wasn't anything filthy or nothin. Just the natural musk of a young wolf. It drove me wild. I had never felt the need to hump like I did right then. Another urge hit me too though.

``Can I try something?'' I asked.

``You're gonna touch it though right? That's the rules,'' he said. I could hear the frustration that I might not give him his due turn, that I was going to try to do something unfair.

I thought for a second, then promised him I was. And I was, too.

``Well. Ok, yeah. Whatever you want,'' Tyler finally agreed.

I kinda...not blacked out, but I definitely wasn't fully in control of my faculties, or aware of what I was doing. Wolf brain took over. I leaned down and pushed my snout gently between his cheeks, my nose just barely hovering above his hole. I inhaled, sniffing his tailhole, getting his scent locked firmly in my mind. Then I licked it.

His tailhole twitched under my tongue, but he didn't pull away. I think he moaned? Or gasped? I'm not sure, I was pretty locked on to what I was doing. With my snout tucked up against the base of his tail I licked again, flicking my tongue out against his pucker, caressing it as gently with my tongue as I would have my finger. If I had thought his ass smelled good, it tasted even better. Tyler's legs shifted under my body, squirming, but he never once did he let go of his cheeks or pull away from my tongue. He kept himself wide open, letting me lap at his puppyhole.

I'd lost all higher brain function at that point, my budding lust in the driver's seat. I didn't ask to do what I did next, I didn't warn him, I just did it because the thought came into my head and there was no longer any filter or delay between thought and action. I pushed my tongue inside him. God it was warm, it was tight, it squeezed my tongue. It was weird, entirely new in taste and sensation, but I pushed deeper. I shoved my tongue as deep into Tyler's butt as I could, wiggling it this way and that. The taste was only a little muskier than his hole had been, but still good.

Wasn't sure how long I stayed like that, my hands on the floor to support myself while I - what I now realize I was doing - tongue-fucked his puphole. I think we were both moaning, practically whining for...minutes? Maybe. Probably not longer than just a couple minutes, honestly, but if I had thought my prick was hard when he was touching my tailhole, it was even harder when I was eating his. Eventually I came up for air, panting hard and wiped the spit off my muzzle. Looking at his ass I wanted to dive back in, to taste him again, to feel the heat of his hole around my tongue. Tyler was panting, too.

``Maybe...maybe that's enough Touch Turns for tonight,'' he told me before I could lean down for more.

I blinked and suddenly yawned. The little clock on the nightstand next to the bed told us it was past 1 AM in its red segmented digits. My cock was still throbbing as I stood up. I needed...something. I didn't know what. I felt like I wanted to rub it more against something and just keep going until it felt better. But, I had to agree that Tyler was right. Even though it was a weekend his parents would be fussy if we slept super late. I helped him up, our red rockets bumping against one another as he stood. We both shuddered.

``Did you like the game?''

I was relieved when he nodded.

``Maybe we can play more next time you're over,'' he suggested hopefully.

My tail was going a mile a minute as I excitedly agreed. Yawning again we quietly got our pj's back on and carefully opened the door. His dad's snoring was still roaring like a sawmill, so we crept back into Tyler's bedroom and curled up in bed next to each other.

-

``So...did you?''

I tilted my head as I looked up at Cameron, not sure what he was asking. His arms were still moving slowly, still edging himself.

``Did...did I what, fuck him?''

``Mmf. No, did you two play it again? Play...`Touch Turns.'''

We both couldn't help but chuckle; it sounded so stupid when he said it. Childish. Which, to be fair, it was.

``Yeah, we did. Almost every time I spent the night at his place, we'd creep over to that spare bedroom and strip down and take turns touching each other, exploring. We wouldn't play it at my house, not really sure why. Not like we had any less privacy in my bedroom, but it just felt riskier somehow. But he let me rim him pretty much every time we did play it. A few times he kissed my pucker, but he never tongued it. Never did ask him to finger me. Well, at least not then. I moved and years later he came to visit, when we were like 15, but that is a whole other story for a whole other time.''

Cameron nodded. Seemed like he was...waiting for something. Waiting for me? To...what? Fuck.

``Hey Cam.''

``What?''

``You, uh.'' I swallowed hard. Why the fuck was I nervous all of a sudden? I'd slept with more men than women. ``You wanna play Touch Turns?''

After a second he finally nodded and stood up, his shorts at his ankles and his barbed feline cock sticking straight out, the tip smeared and glistening with precum. I expected I would be tasting his load before long. Hoped, anyway.

``Yeah. Um. Tailhole.''

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