About ten years ago from today, a sixteen-year-old red fox boy named Zarin was predictibly going through puberty, which caused him to perform some smutty stuff from time to time. Combine that with his die-hard love for swimming and generally being around water, and things get... pretty frisky. One summer night, the fox decided to sneak into a closed indoor pool so he could swim around with privacy; having a subtle moonlight accompanying him as he went in for a naughty swim.
	When he got in his swimsuit and checked around, making sure he wouldn't be seen, he went in the small, windowed building with the pool in it. Without much hesitation, Zarin got to the edge of the pool's deep end, which was about 10 ft deep. Taking a deep breath, he leaped agiley off the edge, landing feet first into the water and submerging much shortly after with a large flurry of bubbles surrounding him from the sudden impact. He resurfaced seconds later and began to swim across the wavy water, enjoying how the water hugged at his body.
	After a few minutes, the wet Zarin took in a breath of air before going under the surface and letting himself slowly sink to the bottom of the 10 ft pool. He let out a tiny bubble and heard a "bloop" as the tiny air bubble made its way to the surface. He let out a few more small bubbles, there was just something he liked about how they zig-zagged their way upward, seemingly defying gravity. Though, after a while, he felt his swimsuit suddenly tent up as he felt his... privates poke out.
	Confused, Zarin swam to the surface, taking a breather as he curiously looked at his penting up erection as he sat on the edge of the deep end. It wasn't like he actively being aroused or anything... strange, but whatever the case may have been, he resolved to make it decline to its flaccid state again. He began to disrobe, but then... he got another idea. He inhaled as much air as he could, his chest expanding out slightly as he scooted off the edge and went under again. He slipped his trunks off, discarding them before beginning to wrap his hand around his member, stroking up and down the length slowly as first, but with gaining rates as it went on. With this, he involuntarily let out bubbled moans as small ripples of pleasure ran through him.
	Two minutes of this off-and-on pleasuring, and the fox felt a burn in his chest, but he resolved to gratify his need where he was, continuing to masturbate 10 feet from the surface. "Gpbl..." the pressure in his lungs caused his chest to heave in and out slightly and forced him to cough out a small cloud of bubbles. The less oxygen he had, the better it felt it seemed. He struggled to hold on to his remaining air, but to no avail as he orgasmed, his think seed spurting out as the sensational pleasure, combined with the immense pressure that closed in on his lungs caused him to exhale heavily, a large swill of bubbles coming from his mouth, all rushing to the surface, but he promptly shut his mouth. His body shook from lack of air and afterglow.
	Zarin knew his body would force him to inhale soon, so he scambled and made his way to the surface, ignoring the pain that now surged through him. He breached the clear surface with a heavy gasp and he climbed onto the edge of the pool. "I'm gonna... have to do this again..." the tired fox monologued to himself between pants. He knew he would have to retrieve his trunks from the bottom of the pool, but that could wait... he need just a bit of rest.