Fela woke up to his 6AM alarm completely smothered in floof. The 10 year old lionboy groggily swiped off the alarm and scritched at his dog, Mally the fluffy white malamute, who woke up with him in his bed with a big yawn. Messy bedsheets were kicked down to the foot of the bed, and the fifth grader giggled as his pet started licking at his muzzle as a good morning greeting, a beam of light peeping in from between his room's closed drapes directly on to the two.

Fela had always been bedmates with the big dog since he was in preschool, the malamute a reliable and protective companion. But as Fela started growing into a prepubescent kid, his relationship with his pet had quickly turned more mature. Fela pushed at Mally to hold off his pet's good morning attack, still giggling and a little drowsy, before turning around in bed so he could wrap his arms around the fluffy white dog's lower back and casually stuff his face into the feral dog’s package.

"Mmmmm" he murred as he used the light feral musk as a second wake up alarm, gently nosing in between his pet's soft sheathe and big furry orbs, deeply breathing in the musk and taking small licks with his sandpaper tongue. He felt blood rush to his dick; he was already completely addicted to the taste and smell of his dog’s package, and the dog laid back, enjoying the attention as its pink tip peeked out.

The boy, naked from head to toe, lazily laid there lewdly cuddling his pet for a few minutes, wiggling around while embracing the floofball in his oh so comfortable bed. He gently licked the large feral package a few more times before giving Mally a loving pat on the belly and sitting up to take a look at his tablet, noticing a couple message notifications from discord-

dagoatedkid 6:01AM: ayo u were acting kind of weird yesterday when ur butt hurt LOL r u good?
dagoatedkid 6:05AM: if its something weird its ok i promise i wont think its weird
dagoatedkid 6:05AM: :catpet:

The lion boy tugged a couple times at his 4 inch fuzzy boner as he leaned over his tablet to read the messages. Mally looked at him expectantly, feral cock now completely unsheathed and drooling precum all over the bedsheets, as Fela tapped away at a response-

dontcallmefella 6:06AM: Oh yeah dont worry its not weird I think :LilLionGrin: Ill tell you at school

Oops. He didn't even realize his friend noticed him struggling in class all day yesterday with his newfound horniness. But Fela wagged his tail in excitement as he came up with fun ways to tell his friend all about it. The child jumped out of his bed, his little package flopping around, eager to get ready for the day. 

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The rest of the morning passed as usual other than some giggling and secretive glances at breakfast between Fela and his middle schooler older brother. Fela left the house, backpack slung over one shoulder, and stepped into the hot, sunny weather in a pair of baggy brown sweats and a tight white tank-top, glancing around before he practically hopped his way to school, the cream-colored lionboy's half chubbed boyhood bouncing around in his pants as he looked forward to the day ahead. 

Fela got to Sunny View Elementary and spotted dagoatedkid, Salle, in the middle of the brightly lit hallway on the way to class. 

"Salle!" Fela yelled from down the hall. The jet-black-furred goat child, who was clad in a pair of ankle length black cargo shorts and an oversized white tank top, the same color as Fela’s, enthusiastically waved at Fela as the lionboy spedwalk past some students right up to him. Salle replied in kind "Felaaaa!" and they dapped eachother up before continuing the walk to their classroom. They walked down the hallway, and Salle clung to his backpack’s straps, his large ears flopping with each step, as he immediately launched into talking about the character Belial from an anime they both watch since yesterday morning's before-school conversation was never finished, fiercely elaborating on how OP and cool the character was. Unfortunately, Fela interrupted him as they stepped in front of their closed classroom door:

"So you thought I was acting weird yesterday?"

Salle's mouth was open in exasperation, his speech on Belial interrupted yet again, his big ears twitching as frustration built up within him. The goatboy was easily worked up and his singlemindedness often got him into trouble, *especially* whenever he would get interrupted when talking about his favorite antagonist. 

Salle tugged the bottom of his shirt down in a childish show of anger, clutching it tight and stomping before saying "See, yesterday I told you, you aren't listening!! When he was fighting Vaseraga and used Hellish Hand Overtime, it made it so-"

Fela just giggled and ruffled Salle's floppy headfur, sending Salle into an arm-flailing frenzy until the goatboy began to notice other students in the hallway staring at them as they walked past. He pouted, embarrassed and annoyed that he couldn't even begin to convince his best friend to see his side. Other classmates of theirs crowded around the entrance to their classroom, waiting for the door to open, and Fela gave him some headpats to try to make him feel better.

The lionboy said "Look, we can talk about Belial some more ok? But," and Fela lowered his voice so he couldn't be heard by the other students, "I wanted to tell you why I was acting, um, weird yesterday."

Salle shrugged off the headpats with a huff, but Fela mentioning that morning's messages a second time finally got the goatboy's attention. He blushed before replying "Oh, um, yeah, I was just hoping your butt was ok really." But of course Salle was lying -- what really got his attention was that, just yesterday, Fela was clearly rubbing his crotch through his shorts all afternoon in class. Even thinking about it was enough to make Salle feel funny. His best friend could read him perfectly and Fela quickly glanced down to check the goat kid's crotch before looking back up.

Salle looked at Fela as the lionboy said "Even better I'll show you my uh, umm." Fela stammered and paused, his boyhood starting to tent his sweats as he looked down at the floor in embarrassment. "I think recess would be a good time to show you it. If you wanna know."

It wasn't an explanation at all, but as Fela tried to avoid Salle's gaze the goatboy's curiosity was piqued.

"Yeah! I wanna know, ummm whatever it is!" Salle playfully kicked at Fela's shoes, trying to snap Fela out of whatever was causing his weird mood. "I can wait til recess, but only if we make a deal."

Fela rose his head and looked back at Salle, a visible blush showing on the small lionboy's cheeks.

Salle said "You have to listen to me talking about Belial!"

Fela opened his mouth to say something, but the goatboy just went back to talking about his favorite character. Of course, seconds later, the classroom door swung open.

Salle stomped again. "AHHHHHH!!!!"

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During class Fela couldn't help teasing Salle. The lionboy, sitting to the left of the goat kid, decided to spend all morning obviously rubbing himself through his sweats. Salle had a perfect view as Fela kept his left hand under his desk, squeezing and groping his clothed bulge while his right wrote down notes. Salle was trying to focus on class, but Fela was doing his best to keep the goatboy's focus on him. Fela glanced at Salle who was staring at his tented sweats and snickered. The lionboy spread his legs a bit before turning his attention back to the teacher, giving himself some more rubs and looking forward to recess.

Come lunch time the fifth graders excitedly got up to rush to the cafeteria, where Fela sat with Salle as always. After lunch was recess, and the faster the students ate lunch the faster they could go outside and play, so both Fela and Salle slammed down their food as quick as possible. Through hurried chomps, Salle tried to get Fela to open up, and even though the lionboy was squirming in his seat all he said was wait until they were outside.

Both boys made it to the open doors that lead toward the playground and leaped outside into the heat. Immediately they both felt the sun beat down on them and they started panting. A light film of sweat quickly covered their bodies as Fela started:

"OK, so I'll tell you, but only cuz you're my best friend and only if you don't tell anyone unless I say so."

Fela looked at Salle expectantly, and Salle replied "I promise, just tell me!"

Fela grinned and grabbed the goatboy's hand, tugging at him before saying "I know a good spot."

"For what?"

"I wanted to show you!"

"Show me what?"

Fela felt himself falter a bit even as his dick throbbed in his pants. He gazed at Salle, his black fur under his loose tank top and cute mop of headfur shining in the sun, before saying with confidence "It'll be fun, come on!"

"What will be fun-" Fela tugged him one more time and Salle finally relented, letting the other boy lead him by the hand to a large tree a bit away from the playground. Secretly he had a good idea of what Fela was going to show him; it's not like this morning's lewd display wasn't obvious, and the goat child started to feel excited. Either way, he thought, the shade would feel nice.

After only a few seconds they arrived, as the area the kids were allowed to play in at recess wasn't large. Fela didn't even think about how close he was to the playground and all the other children filing outside after lunch -- his barbed dick tented his sweats, and, as he wasn't wearing any undies, prepubescent beads of pre dotted the insides, the fifth grader's mind stuck in its lust-corrupted state that he’d been in all week. As they walked behind the tree, Salle clenched his hand around Fela's and looked at his best friend nervously. 

Under the shade of the tree, Fela stood facing Salle, hand in hand, and hesitated for just a moment; but then, hungrily, he realized how much he wanted to taste his friend's dick.

"Salle, this is what I wanted to show you!"

The lionboy unceremoniously yanked down his sweats, tucking the waistband under his furry coinpurse, his cream-colored fuzzy dick erect and pointing up directly at Salle's face. A bead of pre formed at the slit before dripping down onto the shaft, and another bead followed.

Salle just stared at the package as his best friend unintentionally flexed his cock in excitement. The proud 4" of Fela's dick was the first the goatboy had ever seen other than his own. And, as he stared at it, his own dick started to chub up. Fela watched Salle stare, starting to feel flush with embarrassment at showing himself to his friend. His dogs were on accident! And, well, so was his brother. But now the embarrassment only turned Fela on more, his feetpaws scrunching in his shoes as he wagged his hard boyhood a bit at Salle. 

Fela spoke rapidly in excitement, "Doesn't it look cool? I can cum now and I played with my dogs and my brother and I wanted to play with yours."

Salle stammered, but the weirdness he felt for Fela had turned into horniness. As the two fifth graders stood in front of the tree, Salle, without saying anything, let go of Fela’s hand and started slowly pulling his own shorts down. As he did, his oversized white tank top fell down and covered his junk all the way down to his balls, and so with his shorts at his knees Salle pulled up his shirt to show Fela his surprisingly endowed 6 inch dick, as thick as the goatboy's skinny wrist. Covering it was foreskin that was a bit large, and the head of his pink dick barely peeked out of black exterior. Below were a couple of furry jet-black orbs that gently sagged, also impressively large for Salle's 10 year old boyish body, slicked in sweat from the heat. As the goatboy’s sizable dick slid free of the shirt, it rested on Fela's own.

Fela giggled and swordfought Salle, dripping pre all over the other boy’s foreskin, before poking forward up into it, rubbing his dick’s head against Salle’s. Salle gasped, eyes lidded, and involuntarily stepped forward, eager to feel the other boy’s dick on his own.

Fela at this point needed more stimulation and stepped forward himself, awkwardly pushing Salle's back up against the tree before grinding his barbed dick against the goatboy's. Salle oof'd from the impact but quickly started to groan as Fela's precum-slicked boyhood rubbed against his dick, both boyhoods growing slick with sweat and Fela’s drippy pre.

With both hands on the tree trunk at the side of each of Salle’s shoulders, Fela moved his muzzle close to Salle and rubbed noses with the other boy, panting and humping Salle’s dick childishly as he breathed heavily on Salle’s face. The goatboy let out a small moan at the contact before nosing back, each boy moving their muzzles closer, driven by lust. 

Salle’s uncut dick was being rubbed for the first time, and the novelty of the experience was overwhelming. He whined, his tongue lolling out just an inch from Fela’s, his mind shooting back to where they were, -- only feet away from the other children playing just on the other side of the tree, and behind Fela an iron slatted fence where anyone passing by on the street could easily see them. But in front of him was his best friend, pushing him up against the tree in a show of dominance, and the goatboy melted. Fella growled cutely and pressed forward one more time, his tongue meeting Salle’s as he meshed his muzzle into his best friend’s and kissed him, Fela now all the way up on the goatboy in a lewd display. The boys groaned into each others muzzles, humping their dicks against the other as Salle tried kissing for the first time.

Their tongues fought, but Fela was in control, and the night before had been “practicing” with his older brother after their incestuous rutting session. The young lionboy forced his tongue deeper, growling in a cute, dominating fashion. He reached one hand down and grasped both of their boyhoods together, squeezing and eliciting a squeak from Salle before childishly rubbing them together up and down hard and fast.

The two boys bucked up into Fela’s hand awkwardly. Fela’s smaller boyhood was dwarfed by Salle’s large uncut dick, and the lionboy was profusely leaking pre all over it. As they awkwardly humped eachother their thrusts became sloppy and slick. Salle instinctively swirled his tongue around the other boy’s and moaned into Fela’s mouth as Fela rubbed, their dicks making soft squelching noises over the sounds of children playing nearby.

Fela, still leaning heavily into Salle, laid his arm against the tree so he could reach for one of the goatboy’s ears, rubbing it as he kissed him, while his other stayed down so he could continue using his hand as a hole. The lionboy murred, relishing the taste of his friend, grinding into him harder. Salle’s butt and small tail were smushed against the tree as he let the small lionboy have his way with him.

As always this week, Fela was pent up, and as they kissed each other he only had to thrust a few times before suddenly reaching his peak. His body shuddered and he moaned into Salle’s mouth as he erratically humped and came all over both of their dicks, mashing them together and matting their bellyfur. Out in public and barely out of view, Fela twitched with each spurt as he groaned, the 10 year old forcing his overwhelmed best friend to get covered with the stuff. 

Salle was whimpering as he felt something wet and sticky hit his fur. He gulped for air, unintentionally swallowing Fela’s intoxicating saliva. He was overstimulated, and so was his dick. The way Fela rubbed against his foreskin and squeezed their kid dicks together was making the horny child feel like he had to pee, and his legs quivered as hot strings of cum flowed into and down his fuzzy foreskin and balls.

Fela savored the taste of his friend’s maw as he came down from his orgasm. He broke the kiss, satisfied, and pulled his head back slightly to nose at his friend again as he held their dicks together and rubbed the other boy's headfur. 

The cream-colored lionboy panted, and his jet-black best friend panted heavily in kind, both sweaty with exertion and from the heat. Their boyhoods, balls, and thighs rested against eachother, sticky and meshing fur against fur. It had only been a couple minutes, and the loud sounds of other schoolchildren could be heard on the other side of the tree. Behind them, a car passed by.

Salle squirmed in Fela’s grip, whispering “Umm, I think I have to pee...”

Fela giggled and lapped at Salle’s muzzle before squeezing their dicks together again, making the goatboy squeak. “I can help with that!”

Salle looked into Fela’s eyes, not sure what he meant, and Fela continued “It means you wanna cum, duh. I just learned that, and, um, sorry I kinda wanted to kiss you first.”

Salle blushed. He didn’t expect to kiss his best friend, and it felt surprisingly good, but he just replied “Cum? What?”

“Yeah, cum! Though I dunno if you can make cum yet, my brother’s-”

It was Fela’s turn to blush, and with another lick at Salle’s tongue he excitedly continued “My big brother’s cum tastes really good, but I wanted to try yours.”

Salle sputtered, confused yet again. But before he could say anything, Fela let go of their dicks and slid down onto his knees into the dirt before wrapping his arms around Salle’s furry thighs. He stuffed his muzzle into the plump cum-soaked package and took a deep huff. The goatboy's scent was fresh and almost smelled like wet dew, and underneath was a light, boyish musk.

Fela's brother's musk was a bit more developed and heavier, and in comparison Salle barely seemed like he was on the cusp of prepubescence. But also, as the lionboy licked up the foreskin, Fela excitedly tasted his own clear, salty cum.

Salle held both hands to his clothed chest and leaned back, legs shaking and breathing heavily but letting the cute boy have his way with his hard dick. 

Fela couldn't help himself, lost in finally tasting his friend's privates. He murred. "You smell so good, Salle." With his nose, Fela pushed Salle's 6" cock against the goatboy's stomach and whined with need, sniffing as he covered his nose in cum that dripped out of the fuzzy foreskin. He licked down and back up the goatboy's dick, cleaning up the cum with his wide tongue, making Salle squirm. He even lifted Salle's cummy tank-top with his muzzle to get the boy's belly, lapping and coating the bellyfur with his saliva. "So... good..." Then, Fela nosed one more time at the head of Salle's hooded dick before taking the tip of it into his muzzle and swirling it around with his tongue.

"Ohhh-" Salle let out a loud moan that could easily be heard in the playground nearby, and with a smack covered his muzzle with one hand. He instinctively bucked forward, hilting himself into the hot, wet muzzle below. He kept groaning into his hand and pathetically humping as the cute lionboy worked his flat tongue around his dick, creating a tighter feeling for the boy to thrust into. Fela kicked off his sweats and shoes, now completely naked from the waist down except for his white socks, and reached down to rub his own half chubbed dick. He touched himself, jerking his semihard, cum covered dick with one hand as his other gripped Salle’s fuzzy butt. Fela moved his hand closer to Salle’s exposed pink entrance, inadvertently rubbing it as he held on to one of the goatboy’s fuzzy buttcheeks.

Salle gasped as his tailhole was grazed. He pulled out of Fela’s hot muzzle a bit, strangely eager to feel that touch again, before thrusting his wet dick back in all the way to its base. His sweaty balls smacked against the bottom of Fela’s muzzle as he pulled back and thrust in again. The goatboy’s first hole was extremely willing, and Fela took his thick boydick eagerly. Salle gave in, stopped caring if the other children could hear his whimpers and moans, and gripped the tree trunk behind him with both hands for more leverage before really smacking into Fela’s muzzle hard and fast. “F-Fela,” he gasped out, another childish moan escaping his muzzle as Fela began to finger his tight tailhole. The lionboy below him was now completely hard again, working at his dick and scrunching his socked feetpaws in the dirt in ecstasy. He could taste Salle completely, and with each slap of the goatboy’s fuzzy black orbs against his muzzle he tugged his dick in response.

Fela groaned as he let his mouth be used by the other child’s surprisingly thick boyhood like a cocksleeve. His bare legs twitched on the ground, dry dirt now matting both them and his socks as it stuck to his sweat, and he spread his legs as he openly masturbated, cupping his balls and rubbing them before going back to jerking his fuzzy dick. In the playground right by the sounds of their lust were starting to become obvious, with some children now looking around and wondering where they were coming from.

The two ten year olds, though, didn’t have anything on their mind except Fela’s slutty muzzle. Salle saw that a couple of younger kids, two boy bunnies, had stopped on the sidewalk on the other side of the fence to gawk at them. He looked away, eyes lidded and face hot, but couldn’t stop bucking and lightly moaning while their parents, with shock-filled glances at the lewd fifth-graders, hurriedly shoo’d the kids down the sidewalk and away.

As the parents herded their children away, the bunny family could very clearly hear Salle whine and say “Fela, I’m... I’m gonna pee...” Back under the tree, Fela just murred in response and started bobbing his head on the wet dick that filled his mouth. He knew what was coming next and he paused, his nose smushed against short pubic fur, huffing in the sweaty goatboy's scent before pulling back and bobbing his head some more. The boy's musk was like an aphrodisiac to Fela, and pre was dripping from his cock down his hand and balls as he worked Salle toward his first orgasm.

Salle tried spreading his legs in vain -- his shorts were still pooled around his ankles -- as he erratically pounded into Fela's maw, his sweaty furry balls lewdly plap plap plapping against the bottom of Fela's muzzle over and over. He was so close. With one more thrust and a groan he clutched at the tree behind him, shuddering; the goatboy's ample balls pulled up and he finally came, his dick flexing fruitlessly as he reached his first ever orgasm, his prepubscent boyhood attempting to properly breed the lionboy's muzzle but instead shooting dry. Fela opened his eyes as he realized his friend was cumming and looked up past Salle's clothed, sweaty body and at his cute, slack jawed face, the goatboy's tongue lolling out as he drooled down onto Fela's head. Fela continued dutifully sucking the goatboy through his orgasm as he tried reaching his own, the boy's little cream-colored balls swaying back and forth as he frantically humped into his hand. His other hand was now really teasing Salle's pink tailhole, rubbing the outside ring and pushing Salle's orgasm further.

"Fela, s-stop!" Salle cried as he suddenly pushed Fela away and pulled his twitching, overstimulated dick out of Fela's mouth, smushing his naked butt and short tail up against the tree. As Salle pulled back his dick slapped up against his sweaty tank-top, sending a shockwave through the goatboy and making him gasp, before it fell forward again heavily, coated in the lionboy's saliva. Fela lost his balance and fell back in the dirt on his butt with an "Oof-". Salle's pink head was now flushed red as it peeked out of his large foreskin. Fela sat there, outside of the shade, in the dirt with both hands at his sides and his hard dick sticking straight up, staring at the goat kid's twitching boyhood pointed at him. Salle whimpered and hiccuped and felt himself start pathetically peeing. 

The young goatboy was frozen in embarrassment as his still-erect dick shot a stream of clear pee on his best friend. But as the hot liquid splashed onto his face and dripped down to his shirt, Fela felt his dick throb. Bare legs splayed out, the wet, slutty kid panted in the sun's heat, his lust reaching its peak as the goatboy unintentionally scented him. Salle stared at his friend, flushed, embarrassment fading as the lionboy quickly went back to jerking off. Fela was a mess, his white tank top now see through and the same color of his fur, his creamy legs and white socks covered in dirt. But Fela just huffed as he furiously masturbated. The stream started to slow and the arc fell to Fela's chest, and then down to his dick, and with a boyish moan and one last tug, completely drenched in his best friend's scent and now his package being lightly pissed on, Fela finally reached his limit. The ten year old came, scrunching his feetpaws in his socks as he leaned back and shot clear, prepubscent strings of cum all over his wet tank-top and matted, short pubic fur. 

Salle's stream of pee became a trickle, and his large kidcock stayed hard as he watched Fela cum all over himself. The lionboy's balls were drawn in tight, and he stretched his legs wide in the dirt as he huffed and panted, eyes clenched shut, supporting himself with one hand as the other forced more and more cum out of his boyhood. As Fela slowly came down from his orgasm, still gripping his fuzzy cock, he opened his eyes to see Salle staring at him from beneath the tree. He looked back at the goatboy, coaxing a few more spurts from his cockslit before letting go and leaning back on his hands. Fela's dick twitched, wet with pee and dribbling cum, and the lionboy giggled.

"See, wasn't that cool!! And fun?" Fela squirmed around in the dirt, drenched in his friend's scent and basking in the sun. He playfully waved his wet, cummy cock around as it started softening up. 

Salle said "I, um, I think so?" But behind the tree he heard soft footsteps, and with a yelp the goatboy frantically started pulling his shorts up to hide his throbbing dick.

Fela's shoes and sweats were still on the ground by Salle, though, and there was no way to help Fela in time. As Fela scrambled forward to grab his clothes he tripped and faceplanted right into the dirt, the lionboy's tail whipping up to his back and his bare butt and tailhole completely exposed. 

As Salle pulled his waistband up around his dick, he snickered and started laughing at Fela's absurd pose. Their teacher from fourth grade last year, a short brown sun bear named Mr. Langston, walked around the tree, smacking his face in exasperation at the sight, and sighing.

“Salle, you weren’t bullying Fela again, were you? The other kids said y’all were making a lot of noise. It’s class time again, didn’t you hear the bell?”

Salle turned to face the teacher and stomped in response. “I never bully Fela!!”

The teacher just looked down at Fela and Fela looked back at him, the lionboy's naked butt in the air and his sweats and shoes strewn across the ground. The side of Fela’s thigh hid his dripping soft cocklet, but under the gaze of his teacher on his half naked body his arousal surged and he felt himself get hard again. Fela laid there with his arms splayed out, the lionboy flexing his hidden, fuzzy dick, and gave the teacher a huge, unconcerned toothy smile. Fela swished his tail back and forth as he wagged his butt in the air and his dick below. “He doesn’t, we were playing a game!”

“Uh huh. Let’s get back to class. And Fela, you have dirt all over you. Go clean it up.”

The boys apologized and the teacher gave Fela some space to put his clothes back on before leading them back to class. As they started walking behind the teacher, Salle stepped forward awkwardly and adjusted his dick in his shorts, whispering to Fela “Umm, my pee is still all over you.”

Fela casually wiped off some of the cum that dotted his shirt, replying “I brought another set of clothes, don’t worry. Because... I wanted to do a sleepover!” Fela grinned at his best friend. “Can I come over after school?”

Salle felt his dick throb in his shorts and he tried to adjust it again. “Oh yeah, um, that could be fun.”