Aiden and I were in my basement playing games on my PlayStation. A shooter game, one where he won more often than I did.

	“Just one more week.” He said. He killed me again. “Just one more week before I get you all alone for four whole days.” His ears were twitching as he said this.

	“Not really alone. Derrick's going to be there too.” I reminded him. Derrick was Aiden's older brother. He was 16 and always called us cubs. I didn't know why he wanted to go camping with us, but none of our parent's were ok with us going without at least having Derrick there to watch us. They said we were too young. I finally killed Aiden, but he was still a point ahead of me, only two points away from winning. 

	“Yeah, but he's going to have his own tent, he won't bother us.” Tyler said. I was still doubtful. He leaned in and whispered, “I caught him pawing off two days ago. I saw what he was looking at while he did it, too. I told him I wouldn't tell his friends if he went with us.” 

	I killed him again and tried to imagine what it was Derrick would paw off to. “What was it?” I asked.

	“His best friend Del.” He said. He was cracking up. We kept playing, Aiden killed me two more times and won the game. “I win!” He half yelled. He was being careful not to wake up my parents. “I don't know, Kit, I'm starting to get tired of winning all the time. I think I need a reward for the next time I beat you and I think you need some motivation to try harder.”

	“A reward? Why would I give you something for beating me?” I asked him.

	“If you win, I'll give you the reward. Next couple rounds, loser takes off some of his clothes. Once you're down to your underwear, if you lose again, loser has to lick the winner's dick.” He said, grinning evilly.

	“Eww, gross! I don't want to lick your dick.” I said.

	“Then you better not lose. Besides, you've touched a few times now, you might as well lick it.” He said.

	“But I always lose at this game!” I tried my best to keep it from coming out as a whine but failed.

	“Then we'll play a different game.” He reached into his bag and pulled out his switch. “Smash Bros. One life each round. Loser takes off some clothes.”

	He had planned this, but I couldn't figure out why. I always won at Smash Bros. Maybe he wanted to lick my privates and was just trying to make it seem fair. “You're on.” I said. I grabbed my switch and we sat back down next to each other. As expected, I won the first round.

	“Ha! It's like you want to lick my thing.” I said.

	“Dude, just call it a dick.” He said as he took his socks off.

	“Hey, no fair! I'm not wearing socks.” I said.

	“Why's that a problem? Unless you think you're going to lose.” He was challenging me, I fell for it.

	We played another round and I won again. He took off his shirt this time, giving me a nice view of his white furred belly and even a little of the gray elastic of his underwear. I must have been distracted, because he won the next round.

	“Now we're all tied up.” He said.

	“Only because you cheated.” I took my shirt off and threw it at him. He flung it onto the floor and we continued. The next round was a lot harder, it was like he had been practicing. He won again.

	“N-no.” I whined. 

	“Yes!” He said. “Off with your pants!”

	“You've been practicing!” I accused.

	“So? What's wrong with that? You didn't think I'd make this easy on you, did you? Now, are you going to take them off or do I have to do it for you?” He was staring at my waistband.

	I hesitated, “I'll do it.” I leaned back on the couch and undid my pants, revealing my boxer briefs. They had light blue and dark blue stripes running horizontally on them and the elastic was black with “Hanes” written in white on them. I slid my pants down with Aiden staring the whole time. He was probably hard already. I had to try not to cover myself, he had seen it all already, but we had always been in our underwear together until now.

	“Just one more round and you'll have to lick my dick.” He teased. We started and, just like before, he won. He jumped and cheered, I could see his boner though his jeans. “Looks like I win. You know what that means.” I nodded and looked down. “Take my pants off.” He ordered. I turned towards him as he laid back across the length of the couch, leaning back on the armrest the same way he did when he first taught me about pawing off. 

	I got on my knees and leaned forward to undo his pants. His underwear was black today, with gray elastic. I pulled his pants down, exposing the legs of his boxer briefs. He watched me do it all with a look of satisfaction on his face.

	“I thought about letting you win one more time, let you feel like you might actually win the whole thing, let you see my undies before you'd have to lick me. I decided this would be more fun.” He said. “I like your boxer briefs, by the way. I'm glad you picked something nice for me to look at tonight.”

	It was still embarrassing to hear him talk like that, but it also made me feel good. I had actually picked these out to show him. I wanted him to see them, I just didn't know it would be like this. I finished pulling his pants off and he reached for his fly and pulled his penis out of it. “Go ahead, Kit, lick it.

	I leaned forward towards it until my face was only a few inches away. I could feel my penis twitch a little in excitement. I'd never admit it, but I was enjoying this. I stuck my tongue out a little and prepared to give it a lick.

	“No. More. You have to actually lick it, not just put your tongue on it.” He said.

	I hesitated again before sticking my tongue all the way out. He stiffened as I placed the tip on the base of his penis and pressed the rest against it after. My penis hardened and I could feel it pressing against the cloth of my underwear ad I licked up the shaft and then all the way to the tip of the head. I pulled back, standing on my knees now, looking at Aiden's meat. A little precum was pooling at the tip.

	Aiden relaxed, “See? That wasn't so bad, right? Look, I can even see how much you liked it.” I looked down to the little tent in my boxer briefs, there was a wet spot where I was leaking precum, too. “Let's make another deal. If you lick my dick until I cum, then I'll give you a hand with yours.” He cupped my balls and rubbed his thumb against my penis, causing a little more pre to leak out.

	I nodded, “D-deal.” Now that I had done it once, it wasn't so bad, I would have done it just to make him happy, him saying he'd return the favor just made it better. I got back down and licked again, the entire length of him. I licked sides next and then stuck the entire thing in my mouth to run my tongue around it. I could feel when he was about to finish, he was tensed up again. 

	Warm, bitter fluid shot into my mouth. I gave Aiden's shaft another lick and ran to the trash can. Cum tasted really bad. I spat it out and turned back to him.

	He was laying there, his eyes closed, his penis still out. “That was the best cum ever.” He said.

	“It sure didn't taste like the best.” I took a drink of water to rinse the taste out of my mouth.

	He turned and sat up, “I bet you've tasted all kinds of cum, huh?” He pulled his underwear up until his penis was pulled back into the fly.

	“That- that's not what I meant!” I hissed. I tried to turn it around on him, “you were really fast, this time.”

	“Only because you worked so hard.” He said. He laid back down, “come here, lets get you taken care of. I went and laid on top of him. He wiggled around under me until his still hard penis was pressed between my cheeks. “Let's start off slow. Maybe we can make you last a little longer. You deserve it after what you did.” He started rubbing my penis through my underwear. He went slowly, lightly, until I couldn't stand it anymore.

	“Harder.” I gasped. He did. He rubbed harder for the next few strokes and then stopped suddenly to pull it out of my fly. He gripped the shaft and ran his thumb over the head with one hand while cupping my balls with the other. Whenever I was about to finish, he'd slow down or even stop. Over and over again, he'd start rubbing or stroking, bringing me close to bursting, and then stopping.

	“Please, just let me finish.” I pleaded. He started up again and actually kept going this time. His hand moved up and down my shaft, his thumb stayed up to rub against the head with every stroke, feeling almost painfully good. I could feel the pressure building up inside my as he built up speed. My toes curled and I gripped the couch cushions as cum finally exploded out of me, landing on my belly, my chest, and even a little on my muzzle. I leaned back into Aiden then, he kept stroking, but slower now, prolonging the pleasure a little longer.

	“You made a big mess, you dirty, little fox.” Aiden whispered in my ear. He wrapped his arms around me, being careful to keep his jizz covered hand off of my fur. “But you're my dirty, little fox.” He held me for a few moments before reaching for his bag. He had to stretch to get it without pushing me off of him. “I got some wipes.” He said. “To clean you with.” He pulled out a little package and opened it. He wiped his hand off first, folded the wipe, and began wiping my penis off. I little more cum leaked out of it while he wiped, so he wiped that off, too. Putting that wipe off to the side, he got a new on and began cleaning my belly, then my chest. He used a third wipe for my muzzle, even though there wasn't much on it. “There, now you're a clean foxxy woxxy. Still little, though.” He teased. He hugged my tightly and rocked side to side a little. “I didn't think you'd actually do it. I didn't even think you'd lick it once.” He whispered as I put my penis back into my underwear.

	“You didn't? But we made a bet.” I said.

	“I know, but I thought you'd back out once you realized you'd actually have to do it. I wouldn't have been mad, but I'm glad you actually did it.” He squeezed a little tighter for a second.

	“Would you have done it if you lost?” I asked.

	“Of course, a deal's a deal. I wouldn't have sucked you off, though. I'd have tried to get you to do it for me anyways.” He began rubbing my belly. “You can always say no if you don't want to do something.”

	I tried to push myself further into him, “I want to make you happy.” I said. “I don't want to say no.”

	“Just- just remember that you can. I don't want to be a bully, even if I like telling you what to do. We've been friends forever, I want you to be happy being my boyfriend.”

	“I am.” I said.

	We laid like that for several minutes, only getting up and going to my bed once we started falling asleep.