Elix groaned, as his dreams went from ordinary to something significantly more intense. Smoothly, his dreams of wakeboarding along the surf, which he was fairly good at on the lake back home, were oddly interrupted. In his dream, Elix fell over, face-first onto a pillow in the sand, without the usual wind-taking thump a spill like that would normally cause. Suddenly, he wasn't on the beach, and his shorts were missing, leaving the boy naked, and his thirteen-year-old neighbour, Kerry the dalmatian, who often babysat him, was making slow, gentle love to him. Elix was already taking all of Kerry's penis, in the dream, and it felt so good, rubbing over his tender places inside. A moan escaped the kitten's lips as his neighbour fulfilled one of his secret fantasies. Kerry had fooled around with Elix a little bit, but had never taken the big step of having sex with him, and especially not in grandma's bedroom, which Elix only just noticed was where he was, dreaming. Kerry's shaft felt so good inside of him, not so thick that he needed to stretch, but long and thick enough that he felt it glide against his insides, making him curl his toes. Recently, Kerry had been showing more attraction to girls, and had only sucked Elix off if he asked him for it, but was usually willing to let the eager little boy blow him without hesitation. Being fucked like this by his neighbour would be great, if he could get the courage to ask him. 
     Kerry's penis suddenly curled forwards and pressed on the white kitten's prostate, while the sound of surf wafted into grandma's bedroom, despite great-grandmother and great-grandfather having staked out their farm in the great plains. Elix grunted, the stimulation pushing his penis to full erection. Canine penises can't bend like that...they've got a bone. Elix opened his eyes, finding himself looking at uncle Keith's striped chest, orange fur banded with white and black. "Muh?" He grunted, feeling full in his bottom, even though dream-Kerry had vanished, relegated to a delicious, dripping-hard memory. The fuzziness of sleep wore off, and the kitten felt uncle Keith's fingers on his bare bottom, moving slowly as the thickness in his bottom rubbed his prostate. The naughty tabby had started fingering Elix before he even woke up!
     "Morning, sweetheart," the adult rumbled. His free paw was stroking his own shaft. "Sounded like I helped you have some good dreams for a bit there." Elix's cheeks flushed bright pink. The sound of a bottle of lubrication clicked behind him, and he watched uncle Keith apply it to his shaft, tapered at the top. "Have a sit on uncle," Keith whispered, as he slicked the clear gel along his member.
     Elix bit his lip, grinning, and he waited for Keith's finger to withdraw from his bottom, which it promptly did. The spry boy lifted his leg and straddled his uncle's belly, grinning at him, and then he looked over his shoulder as a paw grasped his uncle's slick penis and guided it under his tail. The grownup's finger had been slickened before it entered Elix's little invaded space, so that tapered end was easy. Elix's sphincter accepted the tip of his uncle's length, and he moaned as an inch quickly slipped inside, thick paws on his little hips, guiding him down. Elix's paws gripped clumps of Keith's chestfur as three inches of hot cock stretched his bottom out, easily passing that well-trained ring. The eight-year-old began one of his favorite things--riding his uncle in the morning. His eyes closed and he leaned forward, rocking on that length; Keith knew exactly how deep his nephew could go, and he didn't try to push the boy, letting him move.
     Elix's cheeks flushed, moving a little faster over Keith's shaft, feeling how it rubbed his prostate. The kitten's penis snapped up against his belly every time he bounced and it swayed down every time he dropped down, nearing his uncle's bellyfur. A voyeur from the foot of the bed would see those lightly chubby boycheeks swallowing a grownup's shiny penis, as deep as the white-furred lad could take him. Elix's toes were curled, tight to his soles, and his tail snapped back and forth behind his neck, raised high enough to clearly expose that joining to any lucky soul who could've snuck in.
     "Oh, yes, my kitten," Keith said. His eyes rolled back into his head and he purred richly, laying still while his nephew rode his penis.  Elix's motions remained constant, following the beat of the sea. Time had little meaning to the boy and his father's brother, only slow, intense erotic affection. Uncle's fingers roamed all over Elix, as little whispers reminded him how precious and smart and beautiful he was. Firm caresses to his perfect little ears and his penis with lube-slickened fingers elicited the loudest squeals of delight, as the boy rocked on the leaking member inside of his bottom.
     Keith's breath started to quicken, and Elix moved a little faster, recognizing that feeling. His muscles gripped tightly, squeezing uncle's penis as if he was masturbating him. Keith's chin lifted and he rowled, another sign of an impending feeling. Elix bucked hard, bracing himself on one paw, ready to let his uncle Keith watch one of his favorite things.
     The tabby tensed up, with a snarl, and that was Elix's cue. The boy straightened up, dropping down over three inches of uncle. His paw went to his little erection, and he masturbated himself as hard as possible, while Keith tried to delay his orgasm. This hardly lasted for long, as always, and Elix's bottom began being painted with shots of thick tabby seed, consistency different from that of his own father's. Elix bucked and squirmed, little fist jerking his penis, as Keith's eyes opened and watched through glassy pupils as the boy pulled off the "money shot," as the pose had been named. Elix's hips thrust forward, jerking Keith's shaft off some more, and then the boy squealed, head thrown back, fingers split over the base of his shaft as his climax hit him with the force of a summer wind, curling through every little curve of his body.

Elix nuzzled his uncle's chest, and he purred as a comforting paw stroked over his back. "Mmm... when can we have breakfast, uncle?" His tail flicked over his calves, as he was laying over Keith's belly.
     "Well, as soon as we get cleaned up, kiddo. Tomorrow, we'll order room service, but we'll have to wait until the food's been delivered, because they come right into your room to bring it to you."
     "Oh, so... I gotta wear jammies?"
     "Well, jammies, or undies and a shirt, or something. Only when they're in the room, though. You can be naked after, when we eat." Keith nosed his nephew's muzzle, purring in tandem with the younger kitten. Clothing just seemed to melt off the boy when they were alone, or in a private place such as Elix's parents' house. The family felt this was actually not a bad thing, as it helped Elix develop a relaxed attitude about his body, and led for a very sensual upbringing. Elix was a hug fiend, and would hug people where a handshake would do, although he had started curbing this behaviour after it was explained that intimacy is something for people you know better. His friends had gotten used to the fact that he would hug them, and most would get snuggly. However, Elix was firmly taught that more intimate things than hugging and cuddling were a much more private thing, and very special. Only a few of Elix's good friends were sexual with him, to varying degrees, and mostly masturbation. However, Yancy, the shy, cute mouse in Elix's class, had slept over the weekend before the trip, and she had given her virginity to her friend. The kitten's father had confided that he had heard Elix's bedsprings as he was going to bed, and he had been woken up by them. Elix admitted that they had woken up in the middle of the night and had sex again, at Yancy's insistence. The girl had wobbled a little walking out to her mother's car, but hadn't said a word--that Elix was sexually active was a family secret. That Elix and Yancy had fucked in the bushes behind the playground twice and once in the gym equipment room since then was a secret just for them.

Elix rubbed his tummy as they left the restaurant, onto the path to the beach. Breakfast buffet was certainly different than what the kitten had grown up with, and he had taken full advantage of french toast, hash browns, cereals both organic and thickly populated with brightly-coloured sugar lumps, and fruit salad. Keith's paw ruffled his short headfur. "So, whatcha wanna do now?"
     "Can we go to the hot tub?" Elix hopped, grinning. The soft breeze ruffled his bare chestfur. Keith nodded, and the pair walked down a path towards the beach, Elix running ahead and crisscrossing the path as he explored every little inch of the grounds between the restaurant and the beach. The hot tub was set into the ground, one of many set along the resort grounds in a rough line near the beach. When Keith made it to the tub, Elix was already in, with his sandals out on the side of the tub. "Uncle, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon!"
     "Okay, okay," the tabby said, meandering over to the ring of bubbly water. Lights lit up the inside of the tub, competing with the sunshine, as Elix splashed around. Shucking his sandals, Keith slipped into the tub, and he lifted his nephew up and pulled him into his lap. "Gotcha!" Elix squealed and giggled, and he hugged his uncle, and then slipped off, standing in the middle of the depressed ring, arms lifting as the water came up to his collar. The pair relaxed. A gecko in uniform came by and offered to bring them iced drinks, which they accepted.
     Keith was relaxed, arms settled along the edge of the tub, bubbling water tickling his tummy while the light haze of rum capped off his good mood. Keith sipped at his drink and then looked over to see what Elix was doing. The boy was pressed against the edge, chest touching the smooth tile, with his eyes closed. His ears flicked, now and then, pink, and he seemed to be concentrating on something. Soft puffs of air left his open muzzle. "Huuhnn."  Keith's fingers slipped down along the kitten's side, and found the hem of the boy's forest green shorts angled downwards in front of his belly. Grownup fingers traced to where the wet fabric was tucked under the kitten's scrotum, and he slid a fingertip upwards, very close to the tub wall, and found that not only did the kitten have an erection, but he was letting the jet stream along it. Furthermore, the tip of the kitten's erect penis was slotted into the entrance of the jet!
     "Feeling good, champ?"
     "Y-yeah," was the response.
     Elix squirmed a little, cheeks flushing, and he left out a mewl. Keith just sat back and sipped his drink while his fingers kneaded the boy's snug little sac. "If you get caught, you're gonna have to explain yourself. I'm not helping you."
     "I won't get cau-a-ah! Ahh!" The kitten sucked in his breath, shivering, and silently orgasmed, while Keith just smiled and sipped his drink. Thick fingers massaged the boy's penis, and then they quickly pulled up Elix's shorts over his stiffy as the gecko showed up along the path, walking towards the tub. Keith sipped at his drink while Elix laid over the side of the cool tiled edge.
     "Ey, li'l fur, hoo be all pink. Cool off outta 'de tub 'fore it cooks ah," the gecko chided. He set down a pitcher of ice water that he had been carrying, beside the two, and Elix looked up at the lizard, flushed from the shoulders up, and he climbed out of the tub and took a swig of his soda.

     Lunch was served in an open-air buffet on the beach, with a chef working with a live grill right there, under tent covers. Elix ate lightly, but picked exactly what he wanted, and he even tried several island fruits that he'd never had before, which surprised Keith--Elix was a picky eater. After lunch, they went down to the beach to play. Keith borrowed one of the resort's beach chairs and an umbrella, while Elix got a bucket and shovel from the toychest at the chair station. An hour drifted by with Keith relaxing in the chair, reading a foreign novel and sipping at an iced cocktail while Elix made a sand castle, waded in the water, and explored the particularities of a tropical beach. On occasion the boy would alert his uncle to a new observation or a question, but for the most part he remained self-occupied.

Giggling woke Keith from a nap, and Elix's finger was poking his arm. The boy was soaked from head to toe, dripping from his matted ears onto his shoulders, and he had a faint salt water aroma about him. "Guess what, uncle? I put my head under for th'first time!"
     "Good," Keith mumbled, still groggy from sleep, and he patted Elix's wet headfur. "I thought you were scared of putting your head under?"
     "Nuh uh! That's for babies! I wanna learn how to dive!"
     "My mistake, big guy." Keith sat up, moving his novel aside, and he blinked as the shift in posture afforded him a better view of his waterlogged nephew. His slicked-fur naked eight-year-old nephew. His matted-down adorable little nephew with a completely exposed and delicious two-inch-long penis. "Littlefur, where are your trunks? Put them on right now!" Keith's knee lifted as he sat up, both to keep his balance and to hide the stirrings of his loins. Elix turned and jogged a short distance down the beach to where the soggy green swim trunks lay discarded in the sand, and he tugged the damp things on with a little difficulty, showing a passing fox the full moon.
     The fox's head turned slightly, Keith noticed, and his eyes were glancing peripherally at Elix's exposed rumpcheeks as the boy struggled to put on his shorts. A distinctive white strip from the tip of the fox's left ear and down the back into his headfur made Keith realize that it was the fox from the bus, sitting alone. He looked in his very late twenties, early thirties at most, and his tail snapped to the right once when Elix turned around and stood upright before his shorts were completely hiked up in either front or back and the boy flashed his limp penis to the resort as his paws reached around back to pull up the butt of his wet shorts. The fox continued on his way along his walk along the beach and Elix managed to make himself decent again with his shorts completely around his waist, velcro clasp over his tail.

"You're too old to be running around naked on the beach in public, kiddo." Elix just grinned, looking up at his uncle. The shower spray rushed over Keith's back, shielding the boy from the full force of the massaging spray head. "But in the room is ok as long as you have a pair of shorts you can put on quickly."
     Elix's piercing blue eyes just looked up at the tabby as his muzzle bobbed over the cat's erection, little slurping sounds escaping his lips as his cheeks hollowed in. One paw held uncle's penis for support, while the other tickled behind those prominent balls. The kitten was on his knees, body sudsy up to his shoulders, fur styled in silly twirls and spikes. Buzzing somewhat like a muffled barber's razor hummed in the stall as Elix slid an inch down the adult penis in his muzzle and bobbed back, tongue dragging against the underside. Keith sucked in a breath, and this prompted Elix to do it again, lips squeezing as they rode back up over that sensitive ridge.
     "Oh, kitten," Keith managed, fingers tickling along the back of his scrotum. "You don't know how much I wanted to make you hard on the beach. I'm close already." Elix's muzzle bobbed faster, raspy little tongue digging upwards against sensitive nerves in his uncle's dick. Elix's arm slipped around back and into the warm water, sneaking under his uncle's tail. Another inch disappeared into the third-grader's muzzle before his lips revealed it again.
     Keith's paw pressed against Elix's neck as the other gripped the neck of the shower head. Lips curled over teeth, and the adult had to keep from yowling in the family-sized shower stall as a hot streak of his seed smacked his nephew-lover's tonsils. Elix held still and sucked as hard as he could, rubbing at Keith's anus as it flexed in time to ejaculation. Keith's hips pressed forward once, almost gagging the kitten, before he leaned back, drawing his penis from Elix's lips. The kitten's muzzle closed behind with a little smack, lips completely clean. The buzzing continued, and Elix's ears folded a little as the toy in his bottom vibrated directly against his immature prostate.
     "Huff... okay, let's finish up, dry off, and get to bed, kitten. Tomorrow, you've got diving class after breakfast, and it starts at nine 'o clock sharp."