Red Light "Why don't you go outside and play?" Zane's dad hollared out through the open doorway of the living room as the young skunk cub sat playing video games in his underwear. "But Daaaaad, I'm just about to beat this level!" the boy called back as he smashed away at the buttons on his Z-Box controller. "No butts kiddo! Except yours, that better put some shorts on and get out in the sunshine. It's much better for you than those video games." Zane's father replied, walking into the living room as he was drying a dish with a hand towel. "Ugh, fine." Zane grunted and quit out of his game, tossing the controller aside as he stood back on his feet. He took a moment to fluff his tail, which he'd partially been sitting on, then sure it was preened and smooth once again. Zane was the type to always put effort into his appearance, making sure his fur was always neat and "You look fine kiddo, now go change and go for a bike ride or something." the older skunk grinned as he watched his son for a moment, eyes lingering on the boy's tight little backside for more than he was willing to admit. He kept watching as the boy padded up the stairs, his large skunk tail bouncing behind his cute little backside. The man grunted a bit to himself, adjusting the bulge in his pants before he turned and headed back to the kitchen. Sometimes he couldn't help but wonder... what if? Back up in his bedroom, Zane dropped his undies down and tossed them into his laundry basket. Walking over to his dresser, he stood there naked as he rummaged, and eventually pulled out a pair of bright red undies, slipping them on and then admiring himself in the mirror. He gave a little flex, giggling at himself, and then took the pair back off again. "No" he thought, "They're cute but they don't match my eyes." The boy pulled out another pair, this one blue with little concentric circles. He did the same, trying them on and then looking at himself in the mirror, standing with his hips this way and that. This pair matched his eyes, but he wasn't quite feeling it today. "Not like anyone is going to see my underwear." he thought to himself, but all the same, his natural desire to always look his best made the skunk boy a very picky dresser. The third pair he tried on were black with white vertical stripes, nearly the same as his fur pattern. He tried them on and grinned at his reflection. The way it blended it, it almost looked like he wasn't wearing any undies at all, except that there was a fabric bulge where his sheath would have been. Zane nodded approvingly, turning a moment to look out the window. He realized with sudden astonishment that his bedroom window was wide open, tll picture windows with the curtains pushed to either side. Not only that, but he could see his neighbor Mr. Quinn standing in his own window in the opposite house. The brown furred rat was looking right at him, a clear grin on his face, with his pants dropped clear down to his ankles. It was difficult for Zane to tell, but it looked like Mr. Quinn was holding something in his paw, something pink, right at his waist level. Zane walked closer to the window so he could try and see what it was, but the rat quickly pulled up his shorts and put away whatever that pink thing was he was holding. Zane cocked his head, curious, but waved hello to his neighbor. Zane wasn't ashamed of being seen without his clothes on, he rarely wore more than a pair of underwear anytime he was home, but he'd never had someone watch him so intently before. Honestly, it made him feel kind of good! He liked that Mr. Quinn appreciated his body. Maybe he would go over and say hi in person! As if in answer to his thoughts, the brown rat gave the boy a beckoning finger, then held up his paw as if to say "Come over here, five minutes." The skunk boy grinned and nodded, swishing his tail as he went back to rummage through his dresser for a pair of shorts and a light tank top. Zane waved goodbye to his dad on the way out, absently leaving his bicycle on the front porch as he jogged over to Mr. Quinn's house next door. The skunk reached up to ring the doorbell, waiting only a few moments before Mr. Quinn answered, grinning down at the boy and gesturing him inside. "I wasn't sure if you'd come over or not." he chuckled to himself. Zane accepted the invitation and stepped into his neighbor's foyer. Mr. Quinn was wearing a simple buttondown shirt, only half buttoned so a bit of his chest fur fluffed out the top. His shorts were a simple brown that also matched his fur, and Zane couldn't help but notice a sizeable bulge at the front. The boy blushed and nodded "I saw you watching me change." he said rather bluntly, standing just inside as the rat man closed the front door. "I was. You're a very pretty boy, you know that?" the rat grinned with a lecherous tone in his voice. "You, you think so?" the young skunk blushed, tucking his paws into the waistband of his shorts and swaying bashfully. "Oh I know so." The rat grinned and eyed the boy up and down. The skunk boy rubbed his bare footpaws together bashfully. "I've been watching you a lot." He turned and began walking into his living room, taking a seat on the couch and patting the space next to him. Zane followed Mr. Quinn, feeling his heart skip a beat at the compliment. "Really? For how long?" The boy looked around his neighbor's living room. It was sparsely furnished, but he had a nice big TV and another Z-Box console hooked up to it too. He eyed the console with excitement as he sat up on the couch next to the big rat. "Oh, ever since you and your daddy moved in a couple years ago. I take it your mom's not around?" "Nah, she left when I was a baby. I never knew her. It's just been me and my dad for as long as I can remember. Hey, is that Death Rally 5?! My dad won't let me play that game, he says I'm not old enough." Zane wiggled his skunk tail in excitement, eyeing the open game box sitting next to the console. "Yeah, I play it a lot. I think you're old enough though, you can play it here if you want." "Really?! That would be awesome, thank you Mr. Quinn!" "Please Zane, call me Greg. Uncle Greg if you like." "Uncle Greg? I don't actually have any uncles, my dad was an only child." "Maybe I could be like an uncle to you, even if we're not actually related. The cool uncle who lets you play video games your daddy doesn't." He grinned at the boy, who was happily grinning right back as he leaned forward with his paws between his bare knees. "Yeah, I like that! Okay Uncle Greg!" the skunk boy nodded enthusiastically. Greg leaned forward and picked up the Z-Box controller off the coffee table, handing it to the boy. "Here, have at it." he casually wrapped an arm around Zane's shouldar as the boy started up the game. "Whoa this is so cool! Look at all the explosions!" The rat waited a few moments, pretending to watch the game while he actually had his eyes on Zane's slender young body. "Hey Zane, I notice you tend to walk around your house a lot in just your underwear." "Yeah, it's more comfy that way. My dad doesn't mind unless he has company over." Zane nodded, only half paying attention to the conversation as he stared up at the big TV. "You know, you can do that here too. I don't mind one bit." Greg suggested, adjusting the growing bulge in his pants. "Oh really? My dad said I shouldn't do that when other grown ups are around." "You've got a beautiful body kid, you should show it off! Besides, I'm like your uncle, right?" Greg patted him on the back, giving an affectionate side-hug. Zane giggled and smiled up at his newfound uncle, pausing the game and nodding. "Yeah, okay!" He stood and quickly pulled off his shirt, tossing it to the ground before he did the same with his shorts. He sat back down on the couch in just his black and white underwear, picking the controller back up and resuming his gameplay. The older rat groaned to himself, wrapping his paw back around the young skunk's bare shouldars. He began gently rubbing his back, adjusting himself once again as his fully erect cock fought against the waistband of his own shorts. He let the boy continue to play the game for a while, running a paw up and down the boy's bare fur, slowly so that he wouldn't cause too much upset. After a while longer, he patted Zane's back and spoke up again. "Say, would you like anything to drink? Soda, juice, beer?" "Beer? Uncle Greg I'm way too young to drink beer. My daddy says it's only for grown ups." Zane perked his ears and laughed. Greg beamed inwardly hearing the boy call him by that name. "Yeah, but I'm the cool uncle, I think it's okay for you to have one or two." "Yeah! Oh man you're really cool Uncle Greg, that sounds awesome!" "Alright little man, you stay here and I'll grab us both a couple of beers." Greg stood and turned away, hiding the still hard bulge in his pants as he walked into the kitchen. Wow, this was really happening. He'd had his eye on this one for quite some time, and now the kid was playing videogames in his underwear not 10 feet away. He had some grand plans for little Zane. The rat opened his fridge and pulled out a couple of light ambers, didn't want to start the kid on something too strong or too bitter. He brought the cans back out, using them to strategically cover his bulge as he sat back down, a little closer to the boy this time. "Here ya go little man." he said as he cracked open the first beer, holding it out towards the skunk. Zane paused the game again and accepted the beer from Greg's paw, taking a fast quick gulp like he was downing a can of soda. He immediately sputtered and coughed, spilling some of the beer on his fur, the couch, and the floor. Greg laughed and set down his own beer, taking the can back from the boy and patting him on the back again. "Whoa there Zane, you gotta slow down! This is your first beer, take it slow." "Oh, oh man." Zane recovered from his cough, taking a deep breath and laughing a bit himself. "Sorry, I didn't know. It tastes kinda, not what I expected. Not bad though!" "That's the spirit kid, here, have another drink. Slower this time." He handed Zane's can back to him. Watching as the boy took another more careful drink, swallowed, and smiled back. Zane was grinning wide, feeling very special and adult in that moment, until he looked down at surveyed the mess he had just made. "Oh no! I got beer all over my fur, and my undies, and your couch! Uncle Greg I'm so sorry!!" He apologized profusely. "Hey hey, don't worry about it kid. I've spilled beer on this couch plenty of times." "It's all over my fur though, and these!" Zane snapped at the waistband of his black and white undershorts. "I'm gonna have to go home and take a shower, I really don't want to get my fur all sticky." he looked tremendously dissapointed. "You can shower here if you want. And those undies, you don't even have to wear 'em." Greg suggested with a mischevious glint in his eye. "All the way nakie? Really?" Zane blushed, embarassed both by the suggestion and his clumsy spill. "I've seen you naked plenty of times in your window. It's not much different." "Yeah that's true I guess. I like being nakie, but my dad says I shouldn't do that unless I'm in my room or the bathroom." "Well hey, that's one more thing you can do at your cool uncle's house then, huh?" Zane nodded and perked up. "Okay, yeah, I really do want to shower though. Can I do that now?" "Sure kiddo, take your beer with you. Drink it in the shower, trust me, it's a feels great!" Greg stood and held the boy's other paw. "This way!" Greg led the young, barely clothed boy upstairs to his master bathroom. He had no way to hide the erection now, and he could tell Zane kept stealing looks at it, but he hadn't said anything yet. He opened the door and led Zane inside, then kneeled down in front of him and quickly tucked both hands around the skunk's waistband and tugged it down to the ground. Zane gasped as the soft skin under his fur turned pink with embarassment. "I can do it myself!" he said, feeling a bit strange at having been completely exposed in front of his nextdoor neighbor, but he couldn't deny it felt good. "I'm sure you can kiddo, but I just really like seeing your body. Your fur is very pretty." Greg ran a paw back up the boy's leg, gliding gently around his pre-pubescent genitals without daring to actually touch them. Zane blushed even more, hiding his face behind both paws as he still clutched the beer can. "Th.. thank you Uncle Greg." The rat throbbed in his pants at the name again, it was all he could do to keep from pulling the boy into a deep kiss right then and there, but he resisted. He chuckled and pat Zane on his bare rump, standing back up as he stepped out of the bathroom door. "Okay kiddo, enjoy your shower. Soaps and shampoos are right there next to the tub." He stepped outside the door, closing it, and then leaned against the wall with a deep sigh. Greg walked back downstairs, his heart beating hard in his chest, and his cock throbbing even harder in his pants. He had just seen the boy naked, right there in front of him. He had taken the boy's underwear off himself. He nearly came just then thinking about it, but he shook his head and took a series of deep breaths, calming himself down. This was all going so well, he thought, as a wide grin cracked across his rat muzzle. About 15 minutes later, he heard the creak of his staircase as he looked back over his shouldar to see Zane, bristling clean in nothing but his bare fur. Instantly he got hard again, going flush himself as his pulse quickened. "Looking great kid, why don't you come over here and sit on my lap while you play?" he dared, ready to take the next step. To Greg's relief and surprise, Zane nodded quickly, strolling over and nestling himself unabashedly on the rat's lap. Maybe it was a bit of the beer getting to him, but Zane seemed much less shy than before. He didn't flinch as the rat wrapped his arms around the skunk's soft belly, hugging him close against his lap. He knew his erection was pressing agaist the young boy's backside, there's no way he couldn't tell. Zane picked up the controller again and began to play, but he seemed a bit more distracted this time. Greg rubbed his paws around the boy's belly and chest fur, then down to his thighs. The skunk didn't tense, didn't shy away, and it wasn't long before he paused the game and took a deep breath. "Uncle Greg, when you were watching me through the window earlier, was that your penis you were holding?" Greg's heart skipped another beat, pausing a moment for his brain to catch up with his libido. "Mmhrmm, it was. Like I said, I really enjoy watching you." he admitted, no sense in backpeddling now. "It... it looked really big. Can I see it?" he asked shyly. There it was. He was wondering what chance he would get to finally pull it out, and Zane had just handed him the opportunity on a silver platter. And the compliment on his size didn't hurt either. "Yeah, I can do that." Greg stumbled over his words a bit, still in disbelief at what he was being asked to do. Zane hopped down off his lap, standing next to the couch and watching curiously. His own boyhood peaking from the tip of his little skunk sheath. Greg unbuttoned his shirt, leaving it on but exposing his bare front side. He then took a deep breath, grasping his pants and undershorts both at the same time, and pulled them down to the ground. His rock hard cock spring forward and then slapped against his bare belly with a 'thwap'. The skunk went wide eyed. "It's... awesome!" he said, finding himself without the proper vocabulary to describe his feelings at the time. "I mean, it's waaaay bigger than mine, I didn't know they grew like that!" Greg reached down and hefted his own cock, it was pretty big after all. All rats he knew tended to have oversized genitals. About 11" long from base to tip, tapered from the narrow tip to a nearly 4" diameter at the base. Using his other paw, he adjusted his heavy balls to be more visible as well, two tennis-ball sized orbs underneath a soft furred sack. "You can touch it if you want." he encouraged, throbbing against as a bead of precum dripped down his length. Zane reached out with both paws, sliding them all the way from the rat's base to the tip, feeling the sticky precum between his fingers. The rat shivered in pleasure and arched his chest out, gasping a bit at the skunk's touch. "Are you okay? Did that hurt?" he looked concerned. "Oh no, quite the opposite actually, it feels really, really good when you do that." the older rat gasped back. Zane smiled, rubbing his paw over the rat's tip again and laughing a bit when he squirmed. "What's this stuff?" he asked, spreading his fingers as the rat's sticky precum stretched between them. "That's my cum, well, pre-cum." he explained, calming his breathing and leaning forward again. "What's that? And what's the difference?" the boy tilted his head curiously, still playing with it between his fingers. "Pre-cum is what comes out of a man's dick when he really, really likes someone. Cum is what happens when... well, I think you'll learn that soon enough." "So, you really, really like me?" the boy asked. "Oh sooooo much Zane. You're the sexiest little boy I've ever seen." Sexy, Zane didn't quite know what that word meant, but he really liked the sound of it. He was also curious now about what Greg meant when he said that Zane would learn soon enough. He stepped closer to the older rat, still keeping his hands on the man's hard shaft. "I really, really like you too Uncle Greg." he replied. Greg couldn't help it anymore. He reached out and pulled the boy close to him, kissing him square on the boy's young muzzle. He explored lustfully with his tongue, and again the boy didn't resist. He seemed unsure if anything, but soon he began to mimic his older friend, prodding with his own tongue and learning to enjoy the sensation. "Oh cub, you don't know how long I've been waiting to do that." the rat smiled as he reluctantly broke the kiss. "It felt really good mister, I mean, Uncle Greg." Zane smiled back. Greg kissed him again, this time reaching down and rubbing the boy's own small sheath, feeling his boyhood stiffen between his fingers. Zane gasped a bit, clearly enjoying himself as well. "What did you mean when you said I'll learn about cum soon enough?" he ventured. "You're eagar huh? Well, cum happens once I put this," he reached down and hefted his cock again, giving himself a stroke as more precum leaked from his tip. "Inside of you." he wrapped his other paw around Zane's firm rump cheek, giving a squeeze and then pressing a single finger right under his tail. Zane gasped. "In.. inside my butt?!" he leaned back a bit, clearly not what he was expecting. "Mmhrmm! That probably sounds weird, but it feels really, really good. There's other places I can put it too, like in your muzzle, or all over your bare chest, but I know you don't like to get your fur all sticky so I think under your tail is best." The skunk boy still looked hesitant. He'd never put anything up inside his butt before. That would probably feel weird but... he did really like Uncle Greg. Zane nodded, smiling again. "Yeah, I wanna do that!" "Okay kiddo, come up here on my lap, we'll take it nice and slow at first." he guided the boy up to straddle over his manhood, facing him so he could watch Zane's expression. "I've got a couple things that will help too." Reaching into a small drawer on the table next to the couch, he pulled out 2 small bottles. The first one was clear, with a clear looking liquid inside. The second one was a dark bottle, smaller, with a lightning bolt logo on the front. Greg popped a dispenser top on the first bottle, pouring some out onto his paw. It was a slippery, gooey substance that rolled gently over his fingers. "This is for your tail." he brought the paw around, pressing it up under the boy's fluffy skunk tail and smearing it against his bare, tight hole. Zane gasped and squirmed a bit, involuntarily tightening his backside. "And this," he set down the clear bottle, wiping his paw on the couch before picking up the other one. "This is magic juice." He unscrewed the bottle and held it up to the boy's nose. "Breathe in deep, and hold it." Zane did as he was told, inhaling deep from the bottle, filling his lungs and then holding his breath. Within seconds, his mind began to swim. Every muscle in his body relaxed as he fell into the rat's strong arms. Greg held him up, aligning his cock against the boy's virgin tailhole, and pressing inside. The poppers, or magic juice as Greg had called it, had the cub so relaxed that he accepted the tip of the man's cock with hardly any resistance. He pushed his tapered length further and further into the boy, stoping at about halfway, not wanting to cause his new best friend any pain. "You, you're inside me." Zane managed to gasp out. He felt incredible, indescribeable. That juice really was magic. "Deeper." he gasped, barely even hearing himself say it. The rat was more than happy to oblige, stretching the boy's hole further and further. He had nearly 8" of his length buried in the pre-teen boy, practically 3" of girth. He dared not go any further. "Oh gods Zane, you're an amazing little boy." he moaned out, holding his arms under the boy's rump and starting to bounce him slowly up and down. "I.. I can't..." Zane could barely speak, his body clenched and tightened around the rat's cock, fighting the relaxant of the poppers, he whimpered and moaned, his tiny cock throbbing. The boy must be having his first orgasm. Holy shit, the cub was climaxing right on his lap. Greg began pumping into the boy harder and faster. Still being careful about how wide he stretched the cub, but making sure that Zane's orgasm was the best experience of his life. He was going to make this boy his. Zane could still barely understand what was happening, but he knew it felt better than anything else he'd ever done, by lightyears. Every nerve of his body felt like it was on fire with pleasure, his tongue lolled out and he even drooled a bit on himself. He began bouncing himself up and down on Greg's lap, feeling his tapered rat cock push in deep and stretch him wide. It felt so good, so good, he could never have prepared himself for what came next. Feeling the skunk squirm and clench around his cock was too much for him to resist any longer. Paying no more heed to restraint, he began slamming the boy down with all his strength. Zane cried out in a high pitched moan, possibly orgasming a second time as Greg tipped over the edge and shot a hard hot blast of raw cum deep up inside the little skunk boy. He gritted his teeth and groaned even louder than the skunk's lustful cries, flooding the boy's backside with shot after shot. It was quite possibly the best orgasm of his life as well. Minutes later they both relaxed in a hot, panting mess. Greg was still deep inside him, still rock hard, and Zane was laying on top of him horizontally on the couch. "That was incredible Uncle Greg, I never knew." The rat smiled down and rubbed the boy's headfur. "It was incredible for me too little man. Absolutely incredible." Zane smiled and clenched his tail down on the rat's hard cock. "Can we do it again?" Greg's eyes lit up and he nodded, picking up the boy and laying him on his back. He raised Zane's legs up over his shoulders and pushed hard up into his tailhole once more. That went on for what seemed like hours. Between Greg's powerful rat stamina and Zane's insatiable lust for this brand new feeling, they fucked 5 more times all across Greg's house. By the third time, the skunk couldn't even continue to hold the rat's cum inside him. Every thrust and every new load would gush out between his legs. Greg didn't seem to mind the mess at all, and Zane was in far too much pleasure to care. It wasn't until Zane noticed the sun starting to set that he perked up and began to be concious of how much time they had spent. "Oh no! It's almost nighttime, my daddy is gonna be worried!" Greg nodded and slid his cock back out of the skunk boy's tail. "Yeah, I suppose so. There's one thing you gotta do for me though kiddo, okay?" Zane nodded quickly. "Oh anything!" "You want to do this again, right?" "Oh yes!! Every day!" the boy replied enthusiastically. Greg grinned back and nodded. "Well then, you've gotta promise not to tell anyone about this. Not your daddy, not your friends, absolutely nobody." Zane looked a bit confused, but nodded in understanding. "Oh, okay, but why?" "Well, what we did today, that's something that normally grown-ups only do with other grown-ups. But I think you're very special Zane, and very grown-up for your age. If other people knew, then I'd get in a lot of trouble, and we'd probably never be able to do it again." Zane looked a bit more scared now. "I don't want you to get in trouble Uncle Greg!" "Me either little man, so you keep this between us, okay? Don't tell a soul." "I promise. I won't tell anyone, ever!" "That's a good boy. Now, why don't we take a quick shower, and then you can head back home. If it's safe for you to come over, I'll put a red light in my bedroom window." "A red light? Shouldn't it be a green light?" Greg chuckled. "Well you'd think that, but traditionally, a red light hanging in a window means that person is a prostitute for hire." "A Pros, ti, tute? What's that?" "It's someone who does what we just did, but for a living. I bet that's just what you could grow up to be." "Oh yeah! That sounds awesome!!" "I knew you'd like that kiddo. Alright, let's go shower." Greg carried the skunk upstairs, kissing him on the muzzle as they went. The two showered together, taking special care to clean all the rat's cum from around Zane's well used tailhole. The last thing they needed now is Zane's dad smelling their neighbor's cum on his son's fur. After they were all cleaned up, he led Zane back downstairs, returning his shirt and shorts as he reluctantly watched the boy get dressed. Wishing his new lover goodbye, they kissed once more before Zane padded out the door and down to his own house. Greg didn't bother to put any clothes back on himself, but as he walked back to his bedroom he noticed Zane's black and white underwear still on the floor of his bathroom. He reached in, picked them up, inhaling the smell of Zane's pre-pubescent musk a bit of spilled beer. Walking back to his bedroom, he switched on the red light by the window. He didn't think he'd ever turn it off.