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Hopefully! We'll see!\n\nStart to finish I wrote this in about 5 hours. I've still got, like, five thousand words worth of rough draft in another document that, from the looks of it and counting what I have now, will expand the story to beyond ten thousand words total.\n\nTo those of you disappointed it doesn't 'get to the good part', sorry! I needed to take a break, but I was also excited to let you guys know I was back in action and what kind of stuff will be coming up. Even though this chapter doesn't get into the spicy stuff I'll be adding the tags so that you know what the future chapters will hold so that you know to block or watch.\n\nAnd also even though I'm still feeling good, I was hoping positive feedback would keep my mojo flowing, 'cus everyone likes them good vibes.\n\nSo comments welcome, including the perverse! Let me know what you liked and what you would like to see! Let the horny flow! And please feel free to help with the keywords.", "description_bbcode_parsed": "I'm finally back! Hopefully! We'll see!

Start to finish I wrote this in about 5 hours. I've still got, like, five thousand words worth of rough draft in another document that, from the looks of it and counting what I have now, will expand the story to beyond ten thousand words total.

To those of you disappointed it doesn't 'get to the good part', sorry! I needed to take a break, but I was also excited to let you guys know I was back in action and what kind of stuff will be coming up. Even though this chapter doesn't get into the spicy stuff I'll be adding the tags so that you know what the future chapters will hold so that you know to block or watch.

And also even though I'm still feeling good, I was hoping positive feedback would keep my mojo flowing, 'cus everyone likes them good vibes.

So comments welcome, including the perverse! Let me know what you liked and what you would like to see! Let the horny flow! And please feel free to help with the keywords.", "writing": "Gray grumbled as he glared sourly out the kitchen window at the backyard treehouse where he and his high school buddies had been planning to spend a majority of their weekend together.\n\nIt was stupid! He was seventeen, he was basically an adult! He shouldn't have to be stuck babysitting his dumb fucking three year old brother. But noooo, 'it's too dangerous for him to be high up!' And he can't stay inside the house, either, because 'it's too dangerous for him to be alone!' His nose wrinkled in frustration, and the red coated squirrel's ears folded back against his head. \n\n\"Gray?\"\n\nSo now his weekend plans were ruined, and he didn't even have a cell phone to tell his friends before they got there. They'd show up, find out they can't have any fun 'cus there's a dumbass clingy toddler with them the whole time, and then leave and he'd be stuck all by himself with nothing but a TV and the sound of Toby sucking his damn thumb all weekend.\n\n\"Gray!\"\n\nGray snapped back to reality and sighed inwardly as he grumpily turned his head back to his mother, hands on her hips next to the fridge laden with sticky notes of emergency numbers and delivery places and giving him a steadily more impatient 'please just work with me' look.\n\n\"I know you're upset, but please pay attention,\" she chided. \"I just want you and Izzy to be safe, okay? Besides, your friends are coming over, right? As long as you guys clean up after yourselves I don't care what you do. Okay?\"\n\nBut Gray just threw his head back to groan up at the ceiling. \"That's the problem, momma! There's gonna be a little kid here! We CAN'T have fun and they're just gonna leave!\"\n\n\"You know, hon,\" she snapped back. \"If they don't want to hang around for your sake just because your little brother is here, too, they might not actually be friends.\" She crossed her arms under her breasts and cocked her head in a 'prove me wrong' sort of way. \"There's a difference between people that are fun to hang around and people that are actually there for you.\"\n\n\"...Whatever.\"\n\nHis mother just sighed, realizing she may have gone a bit too far with her 'advice', and rapped her knuckles on the fridge to direct his attention, one more time, to the myriad of numbers to try to break through the sudden tension. \"Blue sticky notes are emergency numbers. Call the-\"\n\n\"Yeah, yeah,\" Gray mumbled. \"Call the police first, then call them to pick us up.\"\n\nShe shot an eyebrow up at the rude interruption and tightened her lips. She could still ground his ass, though. \"Alright, smart aleck. Quiz time, then. Green?\"\n\n\"Ugh,\" Gray rolled his eyes. \"Food.\"\n\n\"Pink?\"\n\n\"You and daddy.\"\n\n\"And white?\"\n\nGray snorted and threw his head back to the ceiling for a moment as he tried to hit back a snarky response, then... looked back over to the fridge, dotted with colorful sticky notes, but no white. \"...There isn't a white one, though?\"\n\n\"That one was the idiot test, you only just barely passed. Work on that reaction time, sweetie.\"\n\nGray's jaws worked over for a few seconds as he tried to fumble for a response, but he just huffed and threw his arms over his chest as his mother leaned in to give him a kiss on his cheek and jogged over to the door. \"Okay, sweetie,\" she called to him over her shoulder.\"Gotta go! Be safe, don't tease your brother, and try to have fun, okay?\"\n\nBut Gray ignored her and glowered back out the window at the treehouse. At his fun. At his freedom.\n\nThis weekend was going to fucking suck.\n\n-----------------\n\n\"Dude, what, no treehouse?\" The splotchy, white furred rabbit slumped against the frame of the front door and groaned, long and low. \"That's so fucking lame, man!\" He looked over Gray's shoulder in incredulous frustration at the toddler laying on the floor nearby in the small entryway hall, topless and wearing little cargo shorts with his big poofy squirrel tail fidgeting ever so slightly as he zoomed his little toy cars around on the carpet, and then back at the older brother. \"We can't do that shit with a kid around, that was the whole point of the treehouse!\"\n\nGray's guts twisted. He was right, like he knew he would be. Isaac was already on the verge of dipping out, and then Chris would be next whenever his parents dropped him off. And while Gray didn't want to think about what his mom had said, he knew it was stupid and she was wrong, but, like.\n\nIt hurt that they didn't want to be there for him, even if Toby was gonna be a nuisance all weekend. \"Come on, Isaac, please?\" Gray begged. They could play games or something, right? Chris was into that nerdy table RPG shit, they could give that a shot, or make fun of it at the very least.\n\n\"Just a day, or just a few hours, or SOMETHING!\" They could talk about chicks, cars, games they were looking forward to, the band they wanted to start. They had pizza money for every night!\n\n\"But don't, like, leave me alone with Toby the whole WEEKEND, man, come on! It's bullshit for me, too.\" There were so many things he wanted to bribe Isaac with to get him to stay, or give him at least something to do, but he didn't say it. Couldn't say it. Isaac had to want to be there. Gray needed him to want to be there.\n\nIsaac slung himself off the doorframe and immediately began stomping around on the stone pathway leading up to the front door, the rabbit's black tank top and basketball shorts making him look even more tall and gangly than he already was. \"I walked, like, ten minutes to get here, dude! I don't wanna do that shit again! Ugh!\" Gray quickly followed him outside, his hands balled up in a desperate fist. \"Like, Isaac, just a few minutes. Chris'll be here, his parents will drop him off, we can hang out for a while and then if you don't wanna stay we can just call Chris's parents and they can come back and get you guys, but just, like, give it a chance. Come on, please?\"\n\nIsaac stopped his stomping, looking out past the driveway, and then up the street to where he'd walked from and Gray's stomach knotted tighter. Isaac spun back around and stomped back towards Gray, a petulant scowl on his face. \"Fucking fine,\" the rabbit growled when he got close, letting his backpack droop off his shoulder and slinging it roughly into the grass next to the front door step as he plopped down onto his ass in the doorway. \"God, today fucking sucks.\"\n\nGray just sighed inwardly, glowering down at Isaac for a moment and then looking back up to the street, wishing Chris could show up, and now maybe even leave, faster, while Toby crashed his cars into each other with a loudly whispered \"Oh nooo! Boosh! Kssshhh!\"\n\n\"Yeah, man. Yeah it does.\"\n\n-----------------\n\n\"Wait, so, what? No treehouse?\"\n\n\"That's what I was fucking telling you, man! There's no point staying, we can't do it anymore! Can we just reschedule so I can fucking go already?!\"\n\nChris took a deep breath, the chubby opossum trying not to get flustered from Isaac's constant interruptions, and turned to look behind him at the rabbit with an expression of annoyance and utter bewilderment. \"Dude. You live on the next block over and you're in track and field. It takes you, like, sixty seconds to get here, my parents aren't gonna give you a ride for that.\"\n\n\"It does NOT take 'sixty seconds' to walk back there!\"\n\n\"Running! Running! You know, the thing that makes your legs go faster? Even walking is three minutes at- you know what, whatever.\" He covered his face in his hands and groaned as he turned back to Gray, trying to ignore the quiet bitching coming from the rabbit behind him. \"Okay...\" He let his hands drop back to his sides and rolled his shoulders to adjust his backpack, looking from his friend, leaned against the doorframe with head in hand, eyes shut, depserately waiting for some kind of decision to be made so they could just move on, to little Toby, who was now clinging onto Gray's pants leg and watching Isaac stomp around in the background. \"I mean, I'm not bothered by no treehouse, I'm surprised one of you didn't just bring up putting Toby in another room or something while we watched-\"\n\n\"Fuck no, man!\" Isaac stomped back up to Chris and leaned past the opossum's shoulder to get into view. \"I'm not watching fucking-\" He glanced back down the driveway where Chris's parents were still idling in the car, waiting to find out what the 'verdict' was going to be, and continued in a whisper. \"I'm not watching porn and jerking it with Gray's dumbass kid brother clawing at the door trying to get in like a retarded fucking puppy.\"\n\nGray's eyes flew open and he and Chris both glared at the rabbit. \"Oh my god, Isaac,\" the opossum growled. \"Just fucking go home if you want to so badly. Jack off there.\"\n\n\"Oh shut the fuck up,\" Isaac shot back, leaning down to be face to face with the shorter teen and subtly waving a middle finger in front of his chest at Chris so the parents couldn't see. \"I've seen you staring at my crotch. I know you want to see my dick, you fucking faggot, that's why you had this idea in the first place. You don't even want me to leave.\"\n\nGray sighed, glancing over the bickering duo over at Chris's parents on the side of the street. The opossum's father in the driver side hung his arm out the window and shrugged it in a 'what's up?' motion.\n\n\"No one wants your fucking dick, Isaac. You don't even want it, that's why you can't just jack off at home, so you aren't alone with your pitiful excuse for a dick.\"\n\nGray raised his hand over his friends so it would be visible to the father and rotated his hand in a flip flopping pancake motion, 'complicated', a thumbs up, 'it's fine', and a waving motion, 'you can leave.'\n\n\"Fuck you, dude, my dick is fucking huge, just because-\"\n\nChris's dad slapped the car door and gave a thumbs up, his silent conversation with Gray complete, and began shifting his car out of park to drive away. Isaac, alerted by the slap, started jogging up to the roadside. \"Oh, wait, lemme get a ride!\"\n\n\"Dad! Nah! He lives down the street, he's fine! Don't give him a ride, he's a big boy.\"\n\nThe older opossum just kept his thumb's up out the window as he drove off, not daring to engage any further. Isaac stood in the driveway for a moment, dumbfounded, and turned back to Chris and threw his arms up in the air. \"Dude!\"\n\nChris rolled his eyes and patted Gray on the shoulder as he walked past him and Toby and into the house. \"Sorry, man. This weekend might suck.\"\n\n-----------------\n\nIsaac jerked the lever for the recliner and shoved himself back into it to extend the leg rest and lower the back simultaneously, laying back and glowering up at the ceiling.\"I can't believe I'm stuck here the whole damn weekend with a faggot and a baby.\" \n\n\"Dude,\" Chris sighed as he walked past his usual recliner spot in the living room and made his way over to the other end of the couch, opposite Gray and Toby. \"Literally just leave, man. I don't know how to make you understand that your legs work.\"\n\n\"Whatever, man.\"\n\nFor his part, Gray just laid against the arm of one end of the three seater sofa with Toby nestled up against Gray's belly, his arms wrapped around his older brother's tail while the toddler play-gnawed on it. It wasn't the weekend he wanted, but at least it wasn't alone.\n\nTrying not to think about the slobber he was going to have to clean out of his tail later, and in an effort to get some actual conversation going between his buddies, Gray looked over at Chris and then down at the backpack laid against the corner of the couch. \"Hey, man, what'd you even bring, anyway? You know, to watch.\"\n\n\"Oh! Uh, gimme a sec...\" The opossum scooted off the edge of the couch to kneel down next to his backpack and fumbled through one of the side pockets. \"Got a flash drive in here somewhere, got a few gigs of movies on it. My dad just keeps a folder of it on the desktop so it's easy to get to, no viruses-\"\n\n\"Dude,\" Isaac piped up from the recliner, not even looking away from the ceiling. \"You brought your dad's stash?\"\n\nChris took a deep, calming breath and shook his head. \"Yeah, man, he's got some good shit. There's this one video-\"\n\n\"Dude! You WATCHED your dad's stash?\"\n\n\"Holy shit, Isaac, shut up,\" Chris snapped, stopping his search to shoot a look over at the dirty recliner thief. \"Do you want this or not?\"\n\n\"Whatever, man,\" Isaac quipped back in a frustrated mumble. \"I just didn't know you wanted us to watch gay grandpa porn.\"\n\nToby giggled from behind his older brother's tail and looked around the room conspiratorially. \"Chris watched his dad's tass...\"\n\n\"OKAY, Chris, so you've got some good shit, though, right?\" Gray quickly asked. \"Hot girls and all that?\"\n\nChris shrugged as he finally fished out the flash drive, tossing it over to Gray. \"I dunno, man, that shit's up to taste. I'm not concerned about looks a whole lot, I just like big dicks going into small holes, you know? So I just copied the whole folder. Some of it's better than others, and my dad's apparently bi 'cus there's some guy on guy in there, too.\"\n\nA quiet and unanimously ignored \"Ha, gaaay\" from Isaac, which Toby mimicked in a clearly audible whisper and then giggled as he wriggled closer into Gray's lazy hug. The older squirrel looked over at Isaac, who was proudly grinning up at the ceiling for Toby's copycating, and sighed as he fiddled with the flash drive he'd been handed. A small black thing with a similarly colored keyring. He idly stuck his fingers through the loop, even two of them struggling to fit inside no matter how much he pushed, and waved his hand about to jostle the flashdrive back and forth. The whole reason the get together had been set up in the first place. \"Fuck, man. Right in my hand and we can't do anything with it.\" He slumped back against the couch, letting the arm he was holding the flashdrive in drape over his little brother, and grimaced. \"Maybe we can watch when he goes to bed or something at least.\"\n\nThe older squirrel stared ahead blankly at the powered off TV screen and their reflections in it. Isaac's feet shaking boredly back and forth and just barely visible, cut off on one side of the screen. Himself with Toby back to sucking his thumb while he cuddled his older brother's tail and stared wide-eyed at Chris, and Chris on the floor, who was rubbing himself as he looked back at- wait. Gray took a double-take at the TV screen's reflection, watching Chris's hand as it... yeah, as he was rubbing his dick through his pants. Gray glanced over at Chris, who was looking at... him? No, too low. No way he was looking at Toby. The flash drive?\n\n\"...You good there, Chris?\"\n\nOh! Uh, y-yeah,\" Chris snapped back to reality and scooted back closer to the couch, leaning against his backpack like it was a cushion and trying to focus on the TV, before realizing it was still off and sheepishly looking down at the ground. \"I was, uh, just thinking that we could, you know, still watch the videos.\"\n\nGray looked over at Isaac, his idle fidgeting stopped as he seemed to listen in, and back over to Chris. \"I mean, I'm down, but we've got Toby. Even if Isaac weren't here, my mom wouldn't like hearing that I stuffed him in another room by himself.\"\n\n\"Well, uh, yeah, that's actually the thing.\" Chris chuckled nervously and cleared his throat as he straightened up to face towards Gray, but still not quite making eye contact. \"I mean, Toby could easily tell your mom that you put him in his room and he was alone and yadda yadda, but, like, you know... If he was in the room, you know... with us... It's not like he'd know what was going on to be able to tell your mom what we were watching... you know?\"\n\nGray looked back over Isaac and he felt his stomach tense in a bundle of anger and only just a little bit of moral anxiety. Honestly? He didn't want to do it. Not that he necessarily cared about jacking off with Toby nearby, the two shared a room so he'd done it plenty of times, but he did think it would be weird and probably uncomfortable to watch porn and jerk it with Toby potentially asking questions, getting in the way of the TV, or who knows what else. But on the other hand, who knew how long Isaac was going to keep being a whiny little shithead, too. If Isaac were just a half ass decent friend they could be having a good time already, without the porn. If they didn't watch, it was going to be uncomfortable silence and arguing for however long, maybe even into tomorrow or the rest of the weekend. Hell, maybe their friendship as a whole had already been effected. But if they did watch, Isaac would either get grossed out and finally leave or have to get over himself and join in.\n\n\"You know what,\" Gray replied as he wiggled his hand to shake the flash drive off his finger and toss it back over to Chris. \"Yeah, I'm actually cool with that. Throw your gay grandpa porn up onto the screen, your choice.\"\n\n\"Oh, shit, seriously?\" Chris fumbled with the flash drive and rushed to roll over onto his knees, yanking his backpack out into the open so he could rifle through it. \"Fuck, uhhh, I have one of those mini laptop things in here, uh.. here!\" He pulled it and its jumble of assorted cords out and slid it onto the coffee table to detangle everything, mumbling the occasional 'mother fucker' and 'god dammit' as the cords yanked on each other.\n\nGray's stomach clenched just a bit tighter at the sound ot the recliner creaking as it reset back into a sitting position. At first he felt a tiny bit of ashamed relief, thinking the rabbit was about to get up to leave, but after a few seconds of silently letting Chris work through the cords he finally glanced over, and Isaac was just staring at him.\n\n\"So are you gonna, like, just watch porn with your little brother in your lap, dude?\"\n\nStrangely Isaac didn't seem grossed out or offended. It almost sounded like an actual question. And though Chris kept fumbling with the cords, he'd obviously slowed down to listen to the response, too.\n\n\"Fuck no, man,\" Gray sneered. \"Obviously he's gonna move. We haven't even gotten started yet, my dick doesn't become a sacred child free zone just because porn is mentioned.\"\n\nIsaac snickers and throws his arms up with a shrug. \"I dunno, man, my dick is always a sacred, child free zone.\"\n\n\"Aw, fuck you, man, you know what I meant.\" The squirrel huffed and rolled his eyes as he slumped back against the couch once more and glanced frustratedly over at Chris, who was... grinning. A wide, tight lipped grin, trying to hold back a laugh. And then a quiet 'snrk...'.\n\nAnd Gray couldn't help but laugh, too.\n\nSo all of them laughed.\n\nIsaac slammed the legrest down on the recliner and scooted forward in his seat to lean over towards Chris. \"So, like, what kinda gay grandpa shit did you say you had in there again?\"\n\nThe opossum grinned as he finally pulled the charging cable free from the confines of its twisted brethren and jabbed it into the little laptop. \"Oh, you know, the good gay grandpa shit, the ones with big tits.\"\n\nMaybe the weekend was only going to suck a little.", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "Gray grumbled as he glared sourly out the kitchen window at the backyard treehouse where he and his high school buddies had been planning to spend a majority of their weekend together.

It was stupid! He was seventeen, he was basically an adult! He shouldn't have to be stuck babysitting his dumb fucking three year old brother. But noooo, 'it's too dangerous for him to be high up!' And he can't stay inside the house, either, because 'it's too dangerous for him to be alone!' His nose wrinkled in frustration, and the red coated squirrel's ears folded back against his head.

"Gray?"

So now his weekend plans were ruined, and he didn't even have a cell phone to tell his friends before they got there. They'd show up, find out they can't have any fun 'cus there's a dumbass clingy toddler with them the whole time, and then leave and he'd be stuck all by himself with nothing but a TV and the sound of Toby sucking his damn thumb all weekend.

"Gray!"

Gray snapped back to reality and sighed inwardly as he grumpily turned his head back to his mother, hands on her hips next to the fridge laden with sticky notes of emergency numbers and delivery places and giving him a steadily more impatient 'please just work with me' look.

"I know you're upset, but please pay attention," she chided. "I just want you and Izzy to be safe, okay? Besides, your friends are coming over, right? As long as you guys clean up after yourselves I don't care what you do. Okay?"

But Gray just threw his head back to groan up at the ceiling. "That's the problem, momma! There's gonna be a little kid here! We CAN'T have fun and they're just gonna leave!"

"You know, hon," she snapped back. "If they don't want to hang around for your sake just because your little brother is here, too, they might not actually be friends." She crossed her arms under her breasts and cocked her head in a 'prove me wrong' sort of way. "There's a difference between people that are fun to hang around and people that are actually there for you."

"...Whatever."

His mother just sighed, realizing she may have gone a bit too far with her 'advice', and rapped her knuckles on the fridge to direct his attention, one more time, to the myriad of numbers to try to break through the sudden tension. "Blue sticky notes are emergency numbers. Call the-"

"Yeah, yeah," Gray mumbled. "Call the police first, then call them to pick us up."

She shot an eyebrow up at the rude interruption and tightened her lips. She could still ground his ass, though. "Alright, smart aleck. Quiz time, then. Green?"

"Ugh," Gray rolled his eyes. "Food."

"Pink?"

"You and daddy."

"And white?"

Gray snorted and threw his head back to the ceiling for a moment as he tried to hit back a snarky response, then... looked back over to the fridge, dotted with colorful sticky notes, but no white. "...There isn't a white one, though?"

"That one was the idiot test, you only just barely passed. Work on that reaction time, sweetie."

Gray's jaws worked over for a few seconds as he tried to fumble for a response, but he just huffed and threw his arms over his chest as his mother leaned in to give him a kiss on his cheek and jogged over to the door. "Okay, sweetie," she called to him over her shoulder."Gotta go! Be safe, don't tease your brother, and try to have fun, okay?"

But Gray ignored her and glowered back out the window at the treehouse. At his fun. At his freedom.

This weekend was going to fucking suck.

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"Dude, what, no treehouse?" The splotchy, white furred rabbit slumped against the frame of the front door and groaned, long and low. "That's so fucking lame, man!" He looked over Gray's shoulder in incredulous frustration at the toddler laying on the floor nearby in the small entryway hall, topless and wearing little cargo shorts with his big poofy squirrel tail fidgeting ever so slightly as he zoomed his little toy cars around on the carpet, and then back at the older brother. "We can't do that shit with a kid around, that was the whole point of the treehouse!"

Gray's guts twisted. He was right, like he knew he would be. Isaac was already on the verge of dipping out, and then Chris would be next whenever his parents dropped him off. And while Gray didn't want to think about what his mom had said, he knew it was stupid and she was wrong, but, like.

It hurt that they didn't want to be there for him, even if Toby was gonna be a nuisance all weekend. "Come on, Isaac, please?" Gray begged. They could play games or something, right? Chris was into that nerdy table RPG shit, they could give that a shot, or make fun of it at the very least.

"Just a day, or just a few hours, or SOMETHING!" They could talk about chicks, cars, games they were looking forward to, the band they wanted to start. They had pizza money for every night!

"But don't, like, leave me alone with Toby the whole WEEKEND, man, come on! It's bullshit for me, too." There were so many things he wanted to bribe Isaac with to get him to stay, or give him at least something to do, but he didn't say it. Couldn't say it. Isaac had to want to be there. Gray needed him to want to be there.

Isaac slung himself off the doorframe and immediately began stomping around on the stone pathway leading up to the front door, the rabbit's black tank top and basketball shorts making him look even more tall and gangly than he already was. "I walked, like, ten minutes to get here, dude! I don't wanna do that shit again! Ugh!" Gray quickly followed him outside, his hands balled up in a desperate fist. "Like, Isaac, just a few minutes. Chris'll be here, his parents will drop him off, we can hang out for a while and then if you don't wanna stay we can just call Chris's parents and they can come back and get you guys, but just, like, give it a chance. Come on, please?"

Isaac stopped his stomping, looking out past the driveway, and then up the street to where he'd walked from and Gray's stomach knotted tighter. Isaac spun back around and stomped back towards Gray, a petulant scowl on his face. "Fucking fine," the rabbit growled when he got close, letting his backpack droop off his shoulder and slinging it roughly into the grass next to the front door step as he plopped down onto his ass in the doorway. "God, today fucking sucks."

Gray just sighed inwardly, glowering down at Isaac for a moment and then looking back up to the street, wishing Chris could show up, and now maybe even leave, faster, while Toby crashed his cars into each other with a loudly whispered "Oh nooo! Boosh! Kssshhh!"

"Yeah, man. Yeah it does."

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"Wait, so, what? No treehouse?"

"That's what I was fucking telling you, man! There's no point staying, we can't do it anymore! Can we just reschedule so I can fucking go already?!"

Chris took a deep breath, the chubby opossum trying not to get flustered from Isaac's constant interruptions, and turned to look behind him at the rabbit with an expression of annoyance and utter bewilderment. "Dude. You live on the next block over and you're in track and field. It takes you, like, sixty seconds to get here, my parents aren't gonna give you a ride for that."

"It does NOT take 'sixty seconds' to walk back there!"

"Running! Running! You know, the thing that makes your legs go faster? Even walking is three minutes at- you know what, whatever." He covered his face in his hands and groaned as he turned back to Gray, trying to ignore the quiet bitching coming from the rabbit behind him. "Okay..." He let his hands drop back to his sides and rolled his shoulders to adjust his backpack, looking from his friend, leaned against the doorframe with head in hand, eyes shut, depserately waiting for some kind of decision to be made so they could just move on, to little Toby, who was now clinging onto Gray's pants leg and watching Isaac stomp around in the background. "I mean, I'm not bothered by no treehouse, I'm surprised one of you didn't just bring up putting Toby in another room or something while we watched-"

"Fuck no, man!" Isaac stomped back up to Chris and leaned past the opossum's shoulder to get into view. "I'm not watching fucking-" He glanced back down the driveway where Chris's parents were still idling in the car, waiting to find out what the 'verdict' was going to be, and continued in a whisper. "I'm not watching porn and jerking it with Gray's dumbass kid brother clawing at the door trying to get in like a retarded fucking puppy."

Gray's eyes flew open and he and Chris both glared at the rabbit. "Oh my god, Isaac," the opossum growled. "Just fucking go home if you want to so badly. Jack off there."

"Oh shut the fuck up," Isaac shot back, leaning down to be face to face with the shorter teen and subtly waving a middle finger in front of his chest at Chris so the parents couldn't see. "I've seen you staring at my crotch. I know you want to see my dick, you fucking faggot, that's why you had this idea in the first place. You don't even want me to leave."

Gray sighed, glancing over the bickering duo over at Chris's parents on the side of the street. The opossum's father in the driver side hung his arm out the window and shrugged it in a 'what's up?' motion.

"No one wants your fucking dick, Isaac. You don't even want it, that's why you can't just jack off at home, so you aren't alone with your pitiful excuse for a dick."

Gray raised his hand over his friends so it would be visible to the father and rotated his hand in a flip flopping pancake motion, 'complicated', a thumbs up, 'it's fine', and a waving motion, 'you can leave.'

"Fuck you, dude, my dick is fucking huge, just because-"

Chris's dad slapped the car door and gave a thumbs up, his silent conversation with Gray complete, and began shifting his car out of park to drive away. Isaac, alerted by the slap, started jogging up to the roadside. "Oh, wait, lemme get a ride!"

"Dad! Nah! He lives down the street, he's fine! Don't give him a ride, he's a big boy."

The older opossum just kept his thumb's up out the window as he drove off, not daring to engage any further. Isaac stood in the driveway for a moment, dumbfounded, and turned back to Chris and threw his arms up in the air. "Dude!"

Chris rolled his eyes and patted Gray on the shoulder as he walked past him and Toby and into the house. "Sorry, man. This weekend might suck."

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Isaac jerked the lever for the recliner and shoved himself back into it to extend the leg rest and lower the back simultaneously, laying back and glowering up at the ceiling."I can't believe I'm stuck here the whole damn weekend with a faggot and a baby."

"Dude," Chris sighed as he walked past his usual recliner spot in the living room and made his way over to the other end of the couch, opposite Gray and Toby. "Literally just leave, man. I don't know how to make you understand that your legs work."

"Whatever, man."

For his part, Gray just laid against the arm of one end of the three seater sofa with Toby nestled up against Gray's belly, his arms wrapped around his older brother's tail while the toddler play-gnawed on it. It wasn't the weekend he wanted, but at least it wasn't alone.

Trying not to think about the slobber he was going to have to clean out of his tail later, and in an effort to get some actual conversation going between his buddies, Gray looked over at Chris and then down at the backpack laid against the corner of the couch. "Hey, man, what'd you even bring, anyway? You know, to watch."

"Oh! Uh, gimme a sec..." The opossum scooted off the edge of the couch to kneel down next to his backpack and fumbled through one of the side pockets. "Got a flash drive in here somewhere, got a few gigs of movies on it. My dad just keeps a folder of it on the desktop so it's easy to get to, no viruses-"

"Dude," Isaac piped up from the recliner, not even looking away from the ceiling. "You brought your dad's stash?"

Chris took a deep, calming breath and shook his head. "Yeah, man, he's got some good shit. There's this one video-"

"Dude! You WATCHED your dad's stash?"

"Holy shit, Isaac, shut up," Chris snapped, stopping his search to shoot a look over at the dirty recliner thief. "Do you want this or not?"

"Whatever, man," Isaac quipped back in a frustrated mumble. "I just didn't know you wanted us to watch gay grandpa porn."

Toby giggled from behind his older brother's tail and looked around the room conspiratorially. "Chris watched his dad's tass..."

"OKAY, Chris, so you've got some good shit, though, right?" Gray quickly asked. "Hot girls and all that?"

Chris shrugged as he finally fished out the flash drive, tossing it over to Gray. "I dunno, man, that shit's up to taste. I'm not concerned about looks a whole lot, I just like big dicks going into small holes, you know? So I just copied the whole folder. Some of it's better than others, and my dad's apparently bi 'cus there's some guy on guy in there, too."

A quiet and unanimously ignored "Ha, gaaay" from Isaac, which Toby mimicked in a clearly audible whisper and then giggled as he wriggled closer into Gray's lazy hug. The older squirrel looked over at Isaac, who was proudly grinning up at the ceiling for Toby's copycating, and sighed as he fiddled with the flash drive he'd been handed. A small black thing with a similarly colored keyring. He idly stuck his fingers through the loop, even two of them struggling to fit inside no matter how much he pushed, and waved his hand about to jostle the flashdrive back and forth. The whole reason the get together had been set up in the first place. "Fuck, man. Right in my hand and we can't do anything with it." He slumped back against the couch, letting the arm he was holding the flashdrive in drape over his little brother, and grimaced. "Maybe we can watch when he goes to bed or something at least."

The older squirrel stared ahead blankly at the powered off TV screen and their reflections in it. Isaac's feet shaking boredly back and forth and just barely visible, cut off on one side of the screen. Himself with Toby back to sucking his thumb while he cuddled his older brother's tail and stared wide-eyed at Chris, and Chris on the floor, who was rubbing himself as he looked back at- wait. Gray took a double-take at the TV screen's reflection, watching Chris's hand as it... yeah, as he was rubbing his dick through his pants. Gray glanced over at Chris, who was looking at... him? No, too low. No way he was looking at Toby. The flash drive?

"...You good there, Chris?"

Oh! Uh, y-yeah," Chris snapped back to reality and scooted back closer to the couch, leaning against his backpack like it was a cushion and trying to focus on the TV, before realizing it was still off and sheepishly looking down at the ground. "I was, uh, just thinking that we could, you know, still watch the videos."

Gray looked over at Isaac, his idle fidgeting stopped as he seemed to listen in, and back over to Chris. "I mean, I'm down, but we've got Toby. Even if Isaac weren't here, my mom wouldn't like hearing that I stuffed him in another room by himself."

"Well, uh, yeah, that's actually the thing." Chris chuckled nervously and cleared his throat as he straightened up to face towards Gray, but still not quite making eye contact. "I mean, Toby could easily tell your mom that you put him in his room and he was alone and yadda yadda, but, like, you know... If he was in the room, you know... with us... It's not like he'd know what was going on to be able to tell your mom what we were watching... you know?"

Gray looked back over Isaac and he felt his stomach tense in a bundle of anger and only just a little bit of moral anxiety. Honestly? He didn't want to do it. Not that he necessarily cared about jacking off with Toby nearby, the two shared a room so he'd done it plenty of times, but he did think it would be weird and probably uncomfortable to watch porn and jerk it with Toby potentially asking questions, getting in the way of the TV, or who knows what else. But on the other hand, who knew how long Isaac was going to keep being a whiny little shithead, too. If Isaac were just a half ass decent friend they could be having a good time already, without the porn. If they didn't watch, it was going to be uncomfortable silence and arguing for however long, maybe even into tomorrow or the rest of the weekend. Hell, maybe their friendship as a whole had already been effected. But if they did watch, Isaac would either get grossed out and finally leave or have to get over himself and join in.

"You know what," Gray replied as he wiggled his hand to shake the flash drive off his finger and toss it back over to Chris. "Yeah, I'm actually cool with that. Throw your gay grandpa porn up onto the screen, your choice."

"Oh, shit, seriously?" Chris fumbled with the flash drive and rushed to roll over onto his knees, yanking his backpack out into the open so he could rifle through it. "Fuck, uhhh, I have one of those mini laptop things in here, uh.. here!" He pulled it and its jumble of assorted cords out and slid it onto the coffee table to detangle everything, mumbling the occasional 'mother fucker' and 'god dammit' as the cords yanked on each other.

Gray's stomach clenched just a bit tighter at the sound ot the recliner creaking as it reset back into a sitting position. At first he felt a tiny bit of ashamed relief, thinking the rabbit was about to get up to leave, but after a few seconds of silently letting Chris work through the cords he finally glanced over, and Isaac was just staring at him.

"So are you gonna, like, just watch porn with your little brother in your lap, dude?"

Strangely Isaac didn't seem grossed out or offended. It almost sounded like an actual question. And though Chris kept fumbling with the cords, he'd obviously slowed down to listen to the response, too.

"Fuck no, man," Gray sneered. "Obviously he's gonna move. We haven't even gotten started yet, my dick doesn't become a sacred child free zone just because porn is mentioned."

Isaac snickers and throws his arms up with a shrug. "I dunno, man, my dick is always a sacred, child free zone."

"Aw, fuck you, man, you know what I meant." The squirrel huffed and rolled his eyes as he slumped back against the couch once more and glanced frustratedly over at Chris, who was... grinning. A wide, tight lipped grin, trying to hold back a laugh. And then a quiet 'snrk...'.

And Gray couldn't help but laugh, too.

So all of them laughed.

Isaac slammed the legrest down on the recliner and scooted forward in his seat to lean over towards Chris. "So, like, what kinda gay grandpa shit did you say you had in there again?"

The opossum grinned as he finally pulled the charging cable free from the confines of its twisted brethren and jabbed it into the little laptop. "Oh, you know, the good gay grandpa shit, the ones with big tits."

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