The sun is just peaking over the horizon early on a Friday morning. Outside, the neighborhood block is calm. School isn't in secession for a few more hours and alarms haven't yet broken the tranquility. The street is vacant except for the occasional jogger and a couple of birds seeking out breakfast from the grass. At 6:10 am, a loud beep, beep, beep can be heard coming from a two-story home near the corner of the block.

"Ugh, turn it off...," a small figure mumbled inside the fluffy comforter covering the top bunk he was sleeping in. Beep, beep, beep, continues... "Milo!," came from under the top bunk, "please hit the snooze..." but nothing budged from the blankets below. Beep, beep, beep. In a huff, the blanket is thrown off and the red panda drags his torso into the first sit-up of the day. He lets out a big yawn, almost completely showcasing his baby canines. Closing his mouth and after a small scratch and a flick of the ear, makes way down the small latter and over to the alarm. After switching it off, he turns back to the bed where his brother still lies, almost motionless except the small movement in the blankets from his breathing. "Milo, how are you still asleep?" Pulling back the blanket he can see exactly why: the slightly smaller red-panda had ear buds still in from the night before! Pulling them out and a slight shake the younger brother begins to spur. 

"Ughh... What Sam?" Milo pulls the covers back over his head, after a sharp half awake stare. 

"It's time to get up, that's what." Sam responds.

Sam, age 12 and Milo, age 10, were typical young brothers living in suburbia. Sam, with his red and tan fur and brown eyes, was your typical 6th grader. He enjoyed sports, played games with friends, and had a love for the outdoors. Milo, on the other paw, was the more quiet type. His fur, being a bit more ruddy than his older brother's and with hazel eyes. Being in younger batch of 5th grade students, he gets picked on from time to time. But Sam is able to straighten it out, usually pretty quickly. Both love to play video games but definitely more so Milo. His parents have a bit challenging of a time keeping his Nintendo DS out of his hands, more than his older brother. On the flip side, Sam does not want to leave the game of street hockey early, no matter how cold dinner is getting. They're good boys and the parents wouldn't want either of them any different.
Sam begins his way to the small bathroom, shared in the same finished attic they sleep in. Toilet, sink, and closet. Shower is in the bathroom downstairs. He looks into the mirror, eyes still barely half open, and analyzes the bed-fur situation. Some small tangles and knots, but nothing a brush can't fix. Back at the bunk bed, Milo struggles to get up. Definiatly a consiqence of staying up too late, trying to get past the level he's been having trouble with. 

"Oh no..." Almost like getting hit by a lightning bolt, Milo gets up to see his handheld console open but off. "I fell asleep before I saved, and my DS died!," He plugs it in, just to make sure, but he already accepts the worst. Red light, deader than a box of rocks. Sam cocks his hear back to catch only half the commotion but ignores him after realizing the situation. Milo makes it over to the bathroom just as Sam was finishing up and spitting his toothpaste down the drain. "My turn yet?"

"Yup, I'll see you downstairs." Sam replies.
After Sam is out of sight and earshot, Milo closes the door and goes over to the toilet. Lifting the lid he pulls down his red flannel pajama bottoms, revealing the red and tan fur of his butt, and aims. He can't help but think about his loss of game progress, "this sucks...". The current slows down to a dribble and he flips the small member up and down. Careful not to get any pee on his pajamas. After he's done, he flushes and washes his paws. 
Sam makes it to the kitchen to see his dad. He's got the usual going on, hot cup of black coffee and checking the news on the laptop. "Good morning, dad." 

"Mornin'," he replied. Then looking back to his screen.
Sam grabs a bowl from the cabinet and a box of cereal. While getting the milk out of the fridge, Milo comes down the stairs. Still a little groggy but doing better than before. "Well, someone is finally out of bed."

"Dad," Milo whines. "Don't remind me..." he says while rubbing his eyes. "I'm only five minutes behind. Its too early for this.

"Alright, I'm just teasing. Sam, could you also pour your brother a bowl?" Sam nods and gets another bowl out. Milo sits down at the table and rests his head in his arms. "What was the extra noise upstairs, earlier?" Milo just lifts an ear, still having his face down. "Did you fall asleep and lose progress again?" Milo lifts his head and Sam places a bowl of cereal in front of him. Milo chuckles since his dad guess that one 100%. His dad continues, "how much did you lose?"

"About an hour and a half." Milo begins to stuff his muzzle, trying to distract the conversation.

"That's unfortunate, but you shouldn't be up so late to begin with."
Sam and his dad notice Milo roll his eyes. "Well its true, so finish eating and then go get dressed. Both of you." Dad instructs with a smile. "You guys aren't gonna miss the bus twice this week, or you'll be walking haha." Everyone shares a small laugh before finishing breakfast. 

"Hey, where's mom" Sam asks. Scanning the room and the clock. Both Sam and Milo just shrug. 

"Ah, she got up early and left for work."

"She left before we were out of bed?" Sam asks. Milo looks over to his dad, curious as well.

"She's got a meeting in the next town over, said she might be coming home late. But I didn't realize she  left so early... ANYWAYS, hurry and go finish getting ready." The boys take that as their queue to head back upstairs. 
Both start to quickly undress out of their pajamas. Sam pulls off the plaid shirt and bottoms, revealing the soft chest tuft that lies underneath. Being more sporty, Sam is actually slightly tone, but still with a smooth belly, due to all the exercise he gets after school and playing with the neighborhood cubs. Milo kicks his plaids under the bed. With only his pikachu briefs on, he runs back to the bathroom to brush his teeth. Grabbing the handle and starts running water, he is careful not to get any toothpaste on his white muzzle. Milo notices that his stomach has gotten, while ever so slightly, chubby. He grabs it with his hand and gives it a little shake. Giggling as he feels it warp and shuffle. 

"What are you laughing about?" Sam asks, rounding the corner. He looks down, noticing the pika briefs. "...and get some pants on. Nobody wants you see you naked!"   

"I'm not naked..." Milo responds with his mouth full, he spits and quickly turns towards Sam. "This is nakey!" Milo pulls forward his waist band revealing his small prepubescent bits. Uncircumcised, like his older brother, and a fair sized 'coin purse' fuzzy sack to compliment.  

"STOP! NO!" Sam shouts, quickly covering his eyes and turning his head away. He can't help but chuckle and crack a smile, "you're such a doofus, Milo." Milo just laughs, "yup, that's me!" He finishes up and heads back to the bedroom. Sam follows behind and pulls off Milo's underwear. 

Milo screams, "SAM!," and whips his tail around, brushing his brothers nose, to cover his front. 

Sam laughs and says, "you're right! That is nakey!" 

"No fair, you sneaked up on me!" Milo laughs, pushing his brother onto the bed and, while doing so, inadvertently completely reveals himself again. After a good chuckle both take a brief moment to focus on Milo's package. Sam is quick to notice that Milo's member is starting to grow. Milo notices and covers up. He's blushing hard, ears turned back, and looking away.

"Sorry, I was just messing around!" Sam responds, "Okay, lets quit being silly, Milo, and get some pants on!" Both boys finish getting dressed, pulling on their jeans, and start packing their backpacks for school. 

Dad begins to clean the kitchen a bit. Putting dishes in the sink and wiping down the table and counter. While doing that he notices the time, 6:50am. "Boys! You have ten minutes!" and without skipping a beat, he can hear them running around their paws shuffling down the stairs. "What was taking you boys so long? We were about to be leaving late."

"Just messing around, dad." Sam says with a smile. "You know, brother stuff. But were ready to go."

"Alright, lets get moving then." Dad throws on his jacket, grabs his briefcase, and leads the boys out the door.

They're able to make it to school 5 minutes before the morning bell rang. Both boys hop out of the car and wave back to dad while running towards the main entrance. "Those boys are something else..." Dad thinks to himself as he pulls out of the drop off zone, "What were they doing up there?" And with that, he's on his way to work.

The boys make it inside their school. The hallways are packed as kids are getting their books from their lockers, chatting, and heading to their classrooms. Sam and Milo split ways to each one's homeroom. Class went on as normal, cubs bored and anxious for recess then ready to start the weekend. Sam inquired about playing a game of street hokey to start the weekend off strong but some of his regular teammates wouldn't be available. He's a bit disappointed but it won't sour the mood of a friday, just means a bit more free time after school to relax. 
Milo went through the day extra focused to make sure he had no homework. He's determined to get back his lost game time. His teacher notices his motivation and his wagging tail. She's happy to see him focusing but knows he's got one thing on his mind. Once the final bell rang at the end of the day, Milo was in a rush to leave the classroom. He practically ran to his locker, grabbed his bag, and made a dash to Sam's locker. 

"Why are you breathing so hard?" asks Sam.

Between breaths, "I just wanted to know your plans after school. If you needed Dad to take you anywhere?"

 "You really wanna get back to your game, huh?"

"YES! I spent forever trying to get past that part and lost it all!" 

Sam laughs "Nope, unless Dad wants us to go somewhere."

"Thanks!" Milo says with a smile. 

Dad pulls up with the windows down, taking advantage of the cool breeze flowing through his fur. Both boys call out, "DAD!" His ears perk up as he focuses in on the direction of the call. A large smile opens up when he spots his two fuzzy cubs making their way to the car. A race for shotgun, both boys had there ears locked back, ringed tail straight for maximum aerodynamics, and a paw stretch in front of them.

Sam and Milo both reach for the handle and try to push the other back. But it's no use, Milo can't compete with Sam's upper body strength. "Ha, I win!" Sam says as he hops into the passenger seat. Milo recovers quick and hops into the back. Dad smiles and can't help but snicker at his two boys.

"You guys are crazy!" He laughs.

"Hey dad," Milo asks, "any plans for after we get home?"

"None that I know of," He replies, "why, what's up?"

"Sam and I just wanted to relax for a bit after school. Maybe have a snack and play some games?"

"Sounds good to me, I wouldn't mind a quiet evening. Especially after today's day at work." 
The trip home was the usual. Crazy, after school, traffic. Hitting every red. A crazy coyote didn't know how to use a blinker even if it would save his life. But the family eventually made it home. Dad pulled into the garage and everyone grabbed their bags. Sam and Milo ran upstairs to put their stuff away. Their dad made his way to the living room to sit down and catch up on the day's news. As the boys make their way to their bedroom, Sam walks in and throws his bag on his bed and Milo does the same. 
With DS fully charged, Milo is ready to make up the progress lost the night prior. Lying back onto his pillows he sinks his ear buds into his white inner ear fluff. He flicks on the power and settles in to make up for the lost time. Sam takes a moment to look at his younger brother. He can't help but smile at his younger brother's determination to finish a game. While doing so, the memory of earlier that morning brings his gaze to his brothers shorts. Milo notices Sam staring at him. He pulls out one ear bud, "You need something?"

"Haha, no, just looking. Where you at?"

"I'm just outside the final area. I lost all the exp I got before falling asleep." His eyes roll in annoyance just thinking about it.

"You'll need those levels. Don't forget to stock up on heals, too. That is the hardest part of the game, good luck."

"Thanks." Milo puts the ear bud back in and redirects his focus.

Sam climbs up to his own bed, turns on his own DS, and starts a game of his own. Even after a few minutes of booting up, his mind keeps crawling back to that moment. He had seen his brother naked before, it comes with the territory of course, but that time was a little different. An hour  passes by and the boys had been relaxing since. Sam was still thinking about that moment and his curiosity was starting to get the better of him. Sam just opened his mouth to ask a question but a knock at the door interrupted him. Dad opens it wearing an annoyed and concerned look.

"Sam. Milo. Your mothers car has broken down about a half hour from home. I called a tow truck to pick it up tomorrow but I've gotta run and pick her up. Will you two be okay for about an hour maybe two?"

"Yeah, We're just chilling anyways, I was just about to change into my pajamas." Sam replies. 

Milo barely looks away from the screen, "I'm good, please be careful Dad." 

"I'll be back soon. I'm locking up, texting the neighbor Terry, and setting the alarm. Love you guys."

"Love you too!" Replied both boys.

 Sam hops off the bed, "Well, I'm gonna change into my pjs. You wanna change Milo?

"In just a bit, I'm almost back to where I was."

Sam shrugs and begins to undress.

"Sam?" Milo asks.

"What?" Sam replies.

"Can I ask you something?"

Sam looks at his younger brother for a second and continues to pull off his shirt. "Sure, shoot." He then reaches down to pull off his jeans.

"Well, earlier this morning. When we were messing around..."

"Yeah?"

"I noticed when you were looking at me..."

Sam pauses just before pulling off his jeans and looks over to Milo, "Yeah, I was. I'm sorry if I made you feel uncomfortable."

"That's okay, it was more embarrassing then anything." Milo saves his game and closes his DS, "How did it make you feel?" Sam is caught off guard by the sudden turn in conversation and blushes. Milo continues, "I saw how you were looking. And I wanted to ask, why you were looking so intently."

"I don't know, really." Sam pulls his pants off revealing his boxer briefs, "it was just interesting, that's all." Sam looks at Milo, who was searching for eye contact, "Sometimes mine does the same thing. I had never seen your we-we do it too."
Milo's blush started to match Sam's while the younger red panda's ears perked up. His gaze started to fall towards his brother's underwear, in which a very noticeable tent was starting to form. Both boys began to become slightly nervous with the conversation turning towards the taboo. 

"Do you ever..." Milo swallowed, "touch yours?"

Sam's blush grew even deeper and his tail began to sway side to side, "Yeah... sometimes." Milo's tail started wagging side to side, "I try not to move too much and you usually have your nose in your game." Sam's tail twitched a little and his tent grew a little larger. "It feels really good."

Milo stays quiet for a bit then changes his posture to sit up. "Sometimes, I play with it in the shower."

Sam can't help but giggle, "You're always in there for so long! You must be doing it a bunch."

"It feels good! What else am I supposed to do?" Milo giggles back. Both boys are starting to feel more comfortable and they're eyes start to fall to Sam's groin again. Sam notices Milo stand up and begin to unbuckle his jeans. 

"What are you doing?"

"I'm changing into my pjs too!" Milo pushes his pants to the floor and kicks the jeans towards his clothes hamper. To Sam's surprise it seemed Milo was also starting to become erect. Milo's tent starting to form right between pikachu's red cheeks. 

Sam laughed, "It looks like pikachu's got a big nose!" pointing right at his crotch. Milo embraces the moment and pumps his hips forward and sends a small flex to make the tent bounce slightly. Both brothers burst out in laughter, "Pikachu used harden! Pikachuuuuu!!"

"Pikachu cant even learn harden" exclaimed Milo.

Sam continues to laugh and then says, "Do it again!"

"Only if you do yours too!"

"Deal!" Sam responds.

Both boys begin to bounce their tents, Milo pulsing in his Pikachu undies and Sam his boxer briefs. Doing little dances and hopping around the room. Sam starts to feel his excitement build, "I can't do it anymore, it's gonna rip my boxers." 

"Nuh uh. It's not even big enough to do that!"

"You wanna bet!?" Sam says, pulling his underwear band outward to show Milo his growth. Milo's eyes open wide, "WOAH! That's bigger than mine!" Milo pulls his own waist band down to show off his small erection, "Mine doesn't get as big." Milo's excitement is clear on his face as he stares at his brothers groin.

"Well, I'm a bit older then you." Sam explains, "Have you ever had a private accident?"

"A 'private' accident? What like peeing the bed? I did when I was 6."

"No, this is different." Sam starts to chuckle. "Sometimes it feels really, really good. I can't stop and I have a private accident."

"You mean... when you're playing with it?" Milo asks, not breaking eye contact.

"Uh-huh." Sam nods, "Mom and Dad told me it was called a private accident and not to do it because it could hurt. But its never hurt because I'm gentle with it."

"Why didn't they tell me about it?" Milo looks confused and a bit hurt.

"Probably because it was supposed to be private and maybe a secret. Oops..." Sam lets out a giggle. 

"Can you show me!?" Milo's fur almost started to float due to the heat being dispensed from his cheeks, "I want to see it!" 

Sam took a moment to think, and couldn't help but notice that the big nose pikachu was staring right back at him, "Ok, this should be fun. But please promise you will keep it a secret."

"Promise!!" Milo responds quickly.

Sam pulls his underwear down and reveals his member. Fully erect at about 3 inches, and completely hard with no give. Brown fuzzy orbs held close to the base of shaft. Milo gasps, "It's so big! I don't think mine will ever get that big!" Milo pulls his own underwear down to his thighs. Only reaching a mere 2.5 inches, uncircumcised like his older brother. Sam puts his hand around his base, fondling lightly to start. Milo is almost in a trance, this being the first time watching his brother so intimately. Sam starts to gently stroke the underside with his pointer and middle finger, rubbing the sensitive flesh. His breathing starts to pick up, the warmth spreading to his groin. Sam sits down next to Milo, their fur barely touching.

"Does it really feel that good?" Milo asks, his curiosity peaked.

"Yeah... It feels great, Milo." His tail starts to twitch and his ears fold down. He looks at his little brother, completely entranced in the moment, "Do you wanna try?"

"I don't know, I'm kinda nervous..." 

"Well, we've come too far for you to chicken out now!" Sam guides Milo's hand to his stiff member. Milo gasps at the touch and can't help but to start exploring with his paw. Sam guides his younger brothers hand to start slowly pumping him, "Just move your hand like this." Milo's small paw was wrapped around the circumference of the shaft. Sam's other hand grips his own erection. Milo, with his mouth still open, takes his other hand and braces his weight back further onto the bed. He kicks his Pikachu briefs across the room just trying to get them off and spreads his legs to get a better posture. "This is it. Just keep that up and you should be good." 

Sam pulls his hand back, like letting go of a moving bike, to let Milo ride solo. The younger red panda takes the lead, pumping his paw and being extra careful to not be too rough. Sam smiles, his breathing starting to pick up and he's starting to feel really good. Milo's pace quickens as he watches the pre-cum ooze from the tip of his brother's 3in shaft. Both brothers were trading glances at each ones performance, which just boosted the excitement and motivation to keep going. Milo shifted his weight into his brother, feeling the heat of the moment and literally the body heat radiating out f Sam's fur

"Does it feel good?"

"Yeah. You're doing great, keep that up!" Sam responds. Milo can't take his eyes off his brother's erection, completely in the moment. After a couple of minutes, Sam is starting to get close to the edge. "Milo, I'm gonna have an accident..."

"Are you serious!?" Milo asked and not but a moment after, Sam reached his limit. Cocking his ears back and clenching his teeth. He grips the blanket and shoots his first load right into his own stomach. Sam stops stroking to pull down on the base of his shaft. Milo watched in awe his brothers erection pulse 2, 3, 4 times. Sam's breathing heavy and his member still twitching. "Wow, I can't believe that just happened!" Milo exclaimed. "That was awesome!"

"It felt really good. Now its your turn." Sam was starting to catch his breath. Milo began to blush, "Are you sure? What if I can't do it?"

"Thats ok, I can help you." Sam smiles. "Just try."

Milo continues his efforts, now with a visible goal to reach. The sensation hits him right away, his body tensing up slightly and breathing becoming heavy. His energy, though, is starting to wane and his hand motion is starting to slow, "I don't know... if its working or not..." explaining between breaths. Sam can't help but smile, he knows Milo's will power is starting to run dry and wants to help.

"Let me help you out." Sam places his paw on Milo's and begins to guide his hand along the shaft. Sam's paw wraps around Milo's, and with a bit more force, the two brothers can feel Milo's body heat start to rise, "That's it." Sam helps build a faster but steady tempo. The brothers breathing was in sync, it was hypnotic and euphoric all at the same time. Feelings one cub had only felt by himself and another cub who is brand new to this world of exploration.

"Sam, I can feel something weird." Milo whispers.

"That's it. Let it build up and let it go." Sam replies.

"I think... It's happening!" Milo's hand is now at top speed and Sam pulls his hand away and back to his own lap. Milo starts to rock and wiggle, his free paw grabbing onto his older brother's leg. Sam can't help but watch, the view of his brother's erection and small scrotum bouncing, "Gah!" Milo pulls his hand away and grasps his brothers arm. His erection bouncing, scrotum pulsing and hips slightly thrusting, but nothing came out from the effort. After a few breaths to take in what just happened, Milo looked over to his brother, "Why didn't anything come out like yours?" He reaches over to touch the strange white, sticky liquid which was apparently absent from his own member.

"I think you are too young and wont have anything to shoot out yet. Mine did that too my first time and you're not old like me." Sam explained.

"Then how was I able to have an accident?" Milo asked.

"Maybe you're old enough to feel the good feelings but not old enough to have anything come out." Sam thought about his response, and seemed like the best he could do to explain something he didn't even understand himself. 
The boys took a moment to clean up after them selves and then hear the clanking of the garage door beginning to open. Both took the time to put on fresh underwear and started the bedtime process they were both familiar with. After getting fully dressed the pair went downstairs to greet their parents returning home. The boys were quick to run up to their mother and father and give them hugs. "Hello boys, have a good afternoon?" She asks. Both nod and begin to tell how their school day went, shower and bedtime. Once the lights went out, both Sam and Milo laid awake, thinking to themselves, and eventually fell asleep with smiles on their faces. 

"You think we could try again tomorrow?" Milo asked his brother.

"Yeah, that would be cool." 
both eventually fell asleep with smiles on their faces. This was definitely the start of a new adventure.