A Hidden Door “All right everyone, it’s adults only skate time, let’s give them the space they need,.” the PA chimed in. The lights turned up and the music slowed down to slow jazz as a chubby sea otter skated his way off the rink to look through the arcade. Joining the throngs of other kids on a lazy summer day looking for something to do for the next 15 minutes. In the front by the tables and snack bar were the most popular machines. Death Fighter 2000 Championship Hyper edition had a dozen kids already lining up. Shouts and jostling as the tween otter sighed. Not for him. The big party machines like Z-Women and Elder Mutant Samurai Terrapins were quickly filling up with groups of friends. Especially younger, loud kids. Must be a party somewhere, given the number of squealing kids and the sheer number of balloons and confetti they left in their wake. A brief feeling of amusement and smugness that he was turning 13 in a few months. No longer a dumb little kid. The otter boy skating down and around to the older machines in the far corner of the rink. Here the games that once stood proudly as centerpiece machines now collected dust rather than quarters. Your Puck Man, Galaxio, even some Sega Vs. machines. He always found that one funny, he already had a master system at home, why would he play those home games at arcades. The rink was otherwise quiet, a lazy summer weekday. His parents had left him $10 and a broken promise to join him at the roller rink today, both being called into work instead. But now his $10 was all he had to last through the day. A heavy pile of coins jingling his pockets. Each one a promise of fun and almost too precious to use. Especially with needing to get lunch still. So that was 20 games he could play, or even less if he wanted to play the fancy machines up front. So instead he wandered through the back area. At least these wouldn’t be getting jostled by brats screaming for their turn to start. Passing by the source of the pandemonium. A party room full of presents and streamers, unicorns and princesses decorating the walls in a menacingly pink manner. Even the lights dimmed and flickered in this less used corner of the arcade. But he was more surprised to see a schoolmate of his hidden in the very far back corner. An old shooter named Angry Wasps beeped its ethereal attract music, but instead of watching the game the seal boy was poking around behind the machine. Oscar thought at first Samuel may have dropped something. But was more surprised to see the cut out advertisement that originally stood against the side of the machine had been left aside. Revealing a door leading to a dark room behind the machines. “Er, you drop something there Samuel?” Oscar tried to ask nonchalantly, not wanting to startle someone he knew but was curious what the seal boy was up to. “Ah! …. Oh, geez, I thought you were staff or something." The seal boy scooted back, helping show the door propped open by a multitude of plugs from the nearby machines that went well, somewhere. “So uh, what’s this?” Oscar took a quick look around. But this back corner was thankfully quite secluded, having turned around a corner to get to this back area by the emergency exit door. The wall for the rink helped keep the two hidden as well. Not that there was ever a line for PuckMan and Angry Wasps machine. “No idea, but I’m gonna take a look.” The tubby seal squirming his way behind the machines and pushed on the cracked open door. It opened, showing a dark room with some weird steel boxes covered in warning stickers about electricity and the need for safety equipment for servicing. A layer of dust on the floor and no footprints to be seen. An ominous hum had Oscar pause, but Samuel just slipped right in. Leaving the poor otter flustered. He took one last look around before carefully pushing into the room. Not wanting to trip over the bundle of wires on his rental skates. Rather envious of the sporty rollerblades the seal had himself. The room was, well, the room was nothing. Maybe 5 feet wide and 10 feet deep, at best. At the far back was a stool and a pile of magazines. Samuel was already looking through them, a playful grin on his whiskers “Drat, it’s all girly magazines and music stuff, from like, a decade ago. I bet some employee used this as their hiding spot.” “What, were you expecting some porn in there?” I asked amused as the seal flipped through the magazines, squinting in the dim light of the room. we didn’t dare turn the lights on, so just the sliver of light from the cracked open door let us see anything. “I mean, it would have made this day so much better.” Samuel said back as he put the magazines back. Only to look back and ogle a bikini ad in a Teen Forever magazine. Grinning and showing off the buxom vixen to his school friend. “Ha, getting that desperate huh?” Oscar teased, only to leer himself at the vixen posing with a casual indifference. Her lithe form contrasting her large breasts, “eh, they need some bigger girls sometimes, always these little things.” the otter added. “Ooooh, so you like the big girls huh,” the seal wiggled his whiskers mischievously, “good taste.” he added after a delay just long enough to make Oscar squirm. “So uh, name’s Oscar, don’t know if we really officially met before, but seen you around school.” Oscar said. “Nice to meetcha, name’s Sam. Yeah, seen you a few times between classes, so are you stuck here with your parents?” Sam replied as he aimlessly flipped through more of the magazines, squinting in the dark. “Actually uh, I just got tossed a $10 for the day and let loose. They had to go off to work meeting for the day and didn’t want me stuck in the house on a nice day.” Oscar said with a nervous shuffle of his roller skates. “What? I’m stuck here with my little sister and her bratty entourage for her birthday. Gonna say, sitting in a dusty room with you is more fun than having to tag along with a bunch of kindergarteners,” Samuel said. “I know, there’s so much entertainment here, like dust, and strangely frightening hums, and some moldy magazines from practically a decade ago,” Oscar said as he looked over the dimly lit boxes. Stickers and inspection notices years ago covering them. “But yeah, it still beats being stuck at home.” The two chuckled and flipped through more of the magazines out of curiosity, holding them up to the light to see what they were. Oscar noticed a very muscular wolf boy for an underwear ad that caught his eye, instinctively lifting up to look more. Now that’s a handsome fellow he wouldn’t mind sharing a bed with, he thought. “Hey, who’s… er, … '' Samuel stopped for a moment as Oscar’s whiskers FRIZZLED. Realizing he was caught ogling a boy instead of a girl out of pure reflex. The two awkwardly looking up to the scantily clad picture held up to the light, and then back to each other. A massive bulge of an underwear clad sheath between the two portly boys. “Eheh, was just uh, seeing what was there, er, you know,” Oscar said but cut off by the seal’s laughter. “Hey man, it’s cool, really. I uh, was originally gonna look at that too, but wasn’t certain with you here.” Samuel adjusting his glasses nervously. “Oh, heh, I just kinda instinctively had to look,” Oscar shuffled his skates to the toe stop and back in a fidget, “So um, he is pretty cute, yeah?” The two boys pressed a little closer feeling a funny tension in the air. Both peeking back to their illicit little hidey hole as the muffled sounds of loud music and the tinny synth of arcade machines echoed through the small door opening. “Hey, uh, Sam, I have a very dumb idea if you’re interested.” The otter biting his lip with a nervous squirm of his tail. The seal put down the magazine as he looked over to his school acquaintance, “oh, what’s that?” “So, to put it in the worst way possible, I’ll show you mine if you show me yours?” Oscar tried his most innocent smile, even as he felt his shorts get tight and chest grow heavy with anxiety. “Show me. . . “ the seal’s dark eyes behind his thick glasses wandered down for a moment, unable to hide a matching bulge in his shorts. “oh!” As he spies the otter’s tented shorts. The two awkwardly giggled, before Sam slid in closer. Pressing nervously but earnestly to bump lap to lap. Both boys put hands on each other's hips. Trying to not slip on their skates in the awkward hug and press of erections together. For a long moment they just awkwardly half looked into each other's eyes. The other half of the time they peeked back at the doorway slit. Erections felt bumping fabric. And together. Before Sam smiled wider “I will on one request,” the seal beaming with mischief, “I get to kiss you first.” !!! The otter fidgeted a little. two tubby whiskery boys pressed with their fat tummies together. Then he grinned widely, “sounds like a deal.” The two sat together for another minute, uncertain who should make the first move. Listening to the muffled sounds of the roller rink outside and the faint beeps of the arcade machines desperately searching for anyone to play them. Finally, slowly, Sam leaned his face closer. The two pressed their lips together. It was warm. Hot breaths tickled each other’s whiskers. Oscar’s tongue made a curious small lick as he had seen. Samuel’s wider tongue pushing in more urgently. It felt… exciting! His mouth now full of seal boy tongue as they made out with youthful eagerness. The two just held and kissed as the sounds of screaming excited kindergarteners passed by, unseen but certainly heard. Eliciting a chuckle as they realized here they were, making out in a hot, cramped, dusty little room behind some arcade machines. Their friends and family potentially only an arcade machine away past the doorway. It was perfect. “Well then, um, since that door doesn’t close, I’m going to scoot a little closer to the wall and away from it if you don’t mind.” Oscar said. Even with the doorway opening away from them, the two didn’t want to be seen fooling around like this. Scooting to the far corner by the stool, their breaths quick with excitement. Although this led to the room being darker as two boys shyly lifted their shorts out. Letting young erections spring free of confining underwear. Samuel had a bit of a fatter dick than Oscar’s slender otter erection. But neither was very large or thick.. A giggle as they compared sheaths and balls, the two aquatic mammals literally with their pants down in the roller rink. “Could, could I touch it?” Oscar asked as they tapped their tapered tips together. Sam couldn’t help but snicker at the fist bump like touch. He was finally touching another boy and it felt great! “Y, yeah, if I can touch yours.” Sam squirmed at the sensation of unfamiliar fingers touching his most intimate flesh. His own fingers pressed the leaking, twitching heat of an erect otter penis. Feeling the familiar heat and throb of an unfamiliar erection in his hand. The two immediately went to masturbating each other. Oscar immediately jumped at the chance to fondle his new seal friend. Webbed fingers stroking over the seal’s thicker, larger length slowly. An idea came to mind as he licked his lips and blushed hot, glad his friend was distracted by his fondling. “Could I uh, kiss you, elsewhere?” Sam quizzically looked back at Oscar’s odd question before a little “oh!” of recognition of what was being asked. The seal nervously scooted the stool further into the dark corner to hide from the sliver of light of the cracked open door. The otter pondered how best to, well, attend to his request. Nothing like diving right in. “Gimme a hand will you?” he asked as he carefully scooted himself onto knees. Holding hands (with delight) to carefully kneel one leg down, then the other. Hoping the floor wasn’t too dirty and hoping he did not fall. All of his attention was upon the seal dick inches from his lips and he desperately wanted this moment to last as long as it could. Sam pet his new friend’s ears with an equal mix of nerves and arousal. His length twitched and drooled pre. He had never been so drippy before as he watched a young friend lean closer and, oh, he kissed his erection! Having to bite his lip as he whispered “Ah, w, wwow,” his soft half moan lingering as he tried to muffle his pleasures. Otter lips couldn’t respond to those noises, being full of seal dick as Oscar filled his whiskery muzzle with his friend’s penis. Eyes closed until his nose pushed into a fuzzy seal lap. Feeling the boy’s tubby belly bumping his muzzle and nose. It was a good feeling. Hot, a little musky, and feeling wonderfully adult and taboo. The dark room all but disappeared for the boys until all that existed were two boys sharing an intimate moment of playful lust. While in the background played the muffled sounds of the PA and the synth tunes of arcade machines beeping cheerfully to the empty corner of the arcade. Oscar’s lips slid and tugged, eliciting muffled whimpers from the seal boy. One hand awkwardly lifted the boy’s fat belly up a little. The feeling of giving head was harder than the otter anticipated. But feeling another pair of balls bump his chin and the full heat in his mouth was as blissful as he hoped. A steady muffled slurping and some gentle tugs with his hand and soon a seal was wiggling hips. Small thrusts held back as he squirmed his butt on an uncomfortable stool. Watching a cute crush give head was going to be far too much too quickly at this rate. Time seemed to disappear. just his hands stroking soft round ears. savoring the steady attention of a young tongue dancing on his aching, needful dick. Oscar felt his ears tugged gently, and he knew he had the cute fat boy right where he wanted. Head bouncing quicker now,eyes clenched shut. panting heavily through his nose as he moaned. Muffled around seal dick, as the steady twitching THROB encouraged him to speed up his pace. His free hand fondling the boy’s lap to tease half hidden balls in his fat lap. “Oh, oh, I’m. . .” nnng! the seal grunting as he arched back and nearly fell off the stool. His body shaking with the powerful climax rushing up his spine. He loved the surprised sound Oscar made as the otter muzz found itself full of bitter seal spunk. Potent youthful climax left Sam quivering as the tubby seal could do little but writhe on the stool and ride out his messy orgasm with an otter muzzle on his dick. The otter’s motions were quick and sharp, yet careful to not scrape a tooth on the boy’s length. Samuel’s climax was over almost as sudden as it began, Oscar giving out a blissful sigh. Mouth full of jizz as He blushed, but couldn’t help but open his mouth a moment. showing it off to his friend’s surprised face before, oh god. Gulp! He just swallowed another boy’s cum. The taste was weird, bitter, slimy, clinging, but also wonderfully Sam’s. Sam shuddered and ran his fingers along the otter’s short furred head. sighing blissfully, “oh, wow, that was.. goodness.” He chuckled a little, eyes huge as he saw his own load of cum on another boy’s tongue. And then it disappeared with a visible swallow, “Goodness, you’re spoiling me now. C, Could I return the favor?” “Y, yeah… how, uh, would you like me?” the short otter getting up and blushing a bit as he dusted off his pants. Delighted to get helped to his skates by the seal, and holding hands for a moment. At least with skating he could just say he fell at some point, no one should mind. “Um, I always wanted to sit, and have someone kind of, lean over my head…” saying such lewd things to another boy had Sam’s head spinning a bit in afterglow bliss. He’s gonna give head in a dark unused room, feet away from someone playing PuckMan! The cheerful bleepbleepbleep very obvious, just on the other side of the door. The two exchanged positions, with the seal sitting his fat butt on the ground. Careful to not slip and make a loud noise as both peeked back once more to the sliver of light from the door. Oscar finally slid himself forward. Presenting his erection for his newfound friend and bracing carefully with his skates against the wall to not slip further.. Sam leaned in with his whiskery broad muzzle, pushing against the otter’s smaller erection. Pushing his lips around in one smooth motion. The feel of a long, slender length twitching on his tongue was satisfyingly intimate. Moving his head back and forth curiously. Exploring how sleek flesh slid across his lips with each push of his head. With a firm lick to the underside of otterdick the seal gripped Oscar’s hips. Rubbing that handsome tail and really getting to work on the soft boy. Bumping nose into a pudgy tum now and then as soft webbed fingers traced his own smooth furred head. Oscar’s encouraging touches all he needed to noisily suck and slurp. Both fervently prayed no one heard the muffled sounds of boys fucking on the other side of arcade machines. Inside the room the low hum of transformers buzzed away. The dimness of the room added to the illicit mood. Giving head in an arcade! What a way to lose your virginity. Oscar’s hands rubbed more firmly and he carefully leaned over Sam’s bobbing head. A long, slow thrust, then a gentle pace. The seal made a surprised mmph, then a long, low murmur of a moan. Both had to struggle to not cry out like this. Certainly Oscar had no idea he’d be facefucking a classmate when he went out for the day, a glum time turned much happier for both of them. The two panted and grunted, struggling to not get loud but a struggle with hormones at full tilt. Seal head all but hidden as Oscar leaned himself over and rolled hips. His length trembling, as the smothered moans of a cute friend were wonderfully exciting. Thinking of how this would look, hunched over and thrusting into a cute boy’s mouth if they were caught just made this all the more exciting, he couldn’t hold back. “Hrrr, get ready…” is all Oscar could get out. A little whimper as his tail twitched against the well. A tense THROB in his balls, and then, AH! he couldn’t hold it. it was just all too naughty. His climax weaker than his friend’s, with lewd dribbles and squirts of otter spunk. Just a few petite splashes as the seal made a muffled inquisitive sound. Followed by a delighted mmmmm! as he tasted the otter’s cum. Sam found the taste kind of strong and it was so bitter. Almost awkwardly so, But also it was from that cute otter fucking him. A wonderful shiver as the seal made a faint moan too. Awash with bliss from another boy getting off to him, feeling so desired. The two squirmed and pulled back. A ribbon of cum connecting slim, spent tip to lips. Wishing they could get a photograph of the eachother like this: messy, panting for breath with dicks half out of open pants and leaking a few ribbons of jizz on the floor. So horny they fucked in an electrical closet while someone played PuckMan right outside. The two collected themselves after a few moments of just holding hands. A giggle and lick from Sam to clean the otter boy’s cum slick tip. The two helped each other to stand and pull pants up and dust off. Checking for any errant cum and nervously putting a magazine over the big globs of semen all over the floor. Nervously waiting for the game being played outside the door to finish. They didn’t exactly want to be caught walking out from behind the machines. Both holding hands and standing together in the dark, with small nuzzles of whiskers together. “Say, want some pizza and cake, I could get you some. I should get you my number too. maybe uh, we could, er,” the seal cutting off as the thought of explaining dating another boy to his mom soured the mood. “That sounds lovely, don’t worry, my mom would be DELIGHTED if I brought you home for a sleepover. it can be our little secret, just like this room.” A small kiss, promising many more in the upcoming summer weeks should all go well. A summer of treasured memories to be found from a hidden door.