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","writing":"The Boys of Summer\n\nOBLIGATORY CONTENT WARNING: The following story contains EXPLICIT SCENES of GAY SEX between two CUBS, including ORAL and a PREMATURE EJACULATION. OH NO BOY WHY YOU SQUIRT SO FAST? If any of this offends you, DO NOT READ ON. By reading beyond this point, you waive your right to be offended because THERE ARE TAGS AND THIS WARNING and also WE DON'T KNOW WHY WE STILL DO THIS OTHER THAN OUR BRAND TM. For those of you who we haven't scared off... enjoy!\n\nSummer had long been Martin's favorite season, but this one was putting that love to the test. Not only was it stiflingly hot, but after his week at summer camp, the wolf found himself thinking far too much about boys.\n\nHe laid his head on the shower wall as cold water rushed over him. Why was he like this? His dad and brothers had made it clear - extremely clear - that boys were to like girls, and girls to like boys. And yet he felt no attraction for the opposite sex. Girls still repulsed him. But more shockingly, other boys were becoming more and more interesting to him. Maybe an afternoon with his best friend would help him.\n\nA wave of guilt washed over Martin as he turned off the water. Just thinking about Robbie made his heart flutter. But Robbie was another boy! He couldn't be attracted to him. Something had to be wrong with him. He just needed to figure out what.\n\n``Hey, you been in there a long-ass time, boy! If you run up my fuckin' water bill, it's comin' outta your allowance!''\n\nMartin jumped and turned the water off. ``Sorry, dad!'' he called. He leapt out of the shower and started drying himself. Once satisfied, he wrapped his towel around himself and returned to his bedroom. He threw on an outfit, t-shirt and shorts, then paused to look at himself in the mirror.\n\nWas this a good enough look? Maybe he should think more about his appearance. This shirt was kinda wrinkled. Maybe had a nicer one in his clo-\n\nWhat was he thinking?! He was just going over to Robbie's house, not on a date or anything. He shook his head, then walked up to the mirror and looked deeply into his own eyes.\n\n``Listen here, you,'' Martin whispered. ``You're NOT like that. Robbie's just a friend.''\n\nHis reflection glared back, and for a moment he felt himself almost wanting to back down. He closed his eyes and shook his head again, then rushed out the door. In his haste, he ran headlong into his oldest brother, Bruce Jr.\n\n``Hey, watch where you're going, you little shit,'' his brother snorted.\n\nMartin squeaked and tucked his tail between his legs. ``S-sorry, bro.'' He slipped past his brother, dodging the swat his brother directed at him.\n\nHis awareness awakened, the eleven year old wolf attempted to weave around another of his older brothers, Bill. Unfortunately, the sixteen year old reached out an arm and caught up. Two hundred pounds of high school linebacker stood like a stone wall against the lithe eleven year old.\n\n``Where do you think you're off to in such a hurry?'' his brother said.\n\nMartin struggled in his brother's grasp. ``I'm going over to Robbie's house. We've been planning this for a week!'' He punched ineffectually at his brother's chest. The older wolf laughed.\n\n``So eager to go!'' Bill taunted. ``What, is he your boyfriend or something?''\n\n``No!'' Martin replied. But a chill ran down his spine. The idea had crossed his mind.\n\n``He better fucking not be,'' Junior said as he walked up behind the young wolf. ``Dad would fucking kill you, if we didn't get to you first.''\n\nMartin grunted as his brother released him. ``He's just a friend, okay? Gods, you guys are such dicks.''\n\nJunior grabbed his youngest brother's arm and slammed him against the wall. ``Don't you forget that we're the alphas in this house,'' he spat.\n\n``That's not even a real thing!'' Martin shot back. His head was spinning, but he wasn't about to let his older brothers get the best of him.\n\n``Boys, you better not be picking on your little brother!'' their mother called from downstairs.\n\nThat deflated the two older wolves. ``No, mom,'' they said almost in unison.\n\n``I thought so,'' she replied.\n\nThe two older boys offered one last glare to their youngest sibling before proceeding down the hall to their own bedrooms. Martin tucked his tail between his legs. Much as he loved his mother, he hated having to rely on her to save him from them. He shook his head and ran downstairs.\n\n``Linda, you need to stop fucking coddling the boy,'' his dad said.\n\nThe wolf's heart dropped as he heard his father's voice. Much as he wanted to head out, his curiosity compelled him to stick around.\n\n``Bruce, he's my baby. I can't let our older boys be knocking him around!'' his mother said.\n\n``How the fuck's he gonna learn to stand up for himself if you just do it for him? Do you want him to grow up like some sort of sissy?'' Bruce growled. ``It's bad enough you let him play soccer instead of a real sport!''\n\nAn icy knife stabbed into Martin's chest. Why did his dad have to be such a jerk? Just because he preferred soccer to football and wasn't a total meat head douche like his brothers.\n\nHis mother huffed. ``No boy of mine is going to grow up that way. But letting the older boys push him around isn't going to help, either.''\n\n``You're asking for trouble, Linda,'' his father said. ``Fuck it, I'm heading to the range. Blow off a little steam.''\n\nHe heard his father heading down to the basement, probably to retrieve some of his guns. Probably best to be out before he did.\n\n``Mom, I'm heading out to Robbie's,'' Martin called.\n\n``Wait just one minute, dear,'' his mom called from the other room.\n\nMartin froze. His mother may have been the kindest wolf in the world, but in his parents' house, her word was law, and violating that law was at the risk of dad's wrath. While Martin had never been on the receiving end, himself, he'd seen his older brothers subjected to it enough to know better than to dare cross it.\n\nThe she-wolf emerged from the kitchen, drying her paws on her apron. ``Do you have everything packed for your sleepover?'' she asked.\n\nCrap! How had he forgotten that he was sleeping over at Robbie's? ``Oh, uh... no,'' he muttered. He started back upstairs when his mother lightly tapped his arm.\n\n``I knew you would,'' she said. She picked up Martin's backpack, laid next to the door. ``I did laundry last night, so I packed some clothes up for you. Jammies, fresh undies, a t-shirt and shorts for tomorrow. I also put in your travel toothbrush and some fresh cookies.''\n\nMartin blushed and took his backpack from his mother. ``I'm not a little pup anymore, mom. I can pack my own bag.''\n\nHis mother beamed at him. ``But you're so forgetful, just like your father.'' She giggled and kissed his forehead. ``That's why boys need moms and wives. To look after them!''\n\nHer words drove into Martin's heart like a dagger. He feigned a smile and hugged her. ``Thanks, mom.''\n\n``You're welcome, sweetie pie. Have a good time with your friend!'' she said.\n\nMartin slipped out the door, his mother's words echoing around in his head.\n\nThe walk to Robbie's house was thankfully a short one. The heat was getting to him, even in a shady, wooded suburb. He smiled as he walked up onto the Langley's porch and rang the bell.\n\nIt took a few moments for the door to open, but when it did, Martin got an eyeful. Robbie answered the door, wearing nothing but his underwear.\n\n``Hey, Martin!'' Robbie said. ``Come on in!''\n\nMartin stepped inside, looking the fox's body up and down as he did. ``Forget to get dressed, Robs?'' he teased, though the lump in the wolf's throat suggested that he wasn't at all unhappy with this turn of developments.\n\n``Nah,'' Robbie said. ``I just didn't feel like getting dressed. It's really hot out, and mom won't let me turn up the AC. Plus, it's just us today, so I thought it might be cool to, ya know... just be cool.'' He blushed a little. ``But I guess I can put clothes on if you're uncomfortable...''\n\n``No,'' Martin said, maybe a little too quickly. ``I mean, it's cool.'' He slipped his backpack off, then pulled off his own shirt. ``Where's your parents and Ellie?''\n\nRobbie beamed at the wolf as he stripped. ``Mom's at work, and Dad took Ellie over to her friend Jimmy's house. I guess his dad's wife left, so my dad's helping watch his cub while he's at work, I dunno. All I know is, mom and dad said I was old enough to be home alone, and as long as we don't burn the house down, we've got the place to ourselves.''\n\n``Cool, cool,'' Martin said. He felt his stomach tying in knots as he pulled his shorts off, leaving him in nothing but his boxers. ``We gonna chill in your room or the den?'' he asked.\n\n``Den's cooler,'' Robbie said. ``C'mon!''\n\nThe wolf followed his friend through the familiar route to the living room. He flopped down on the floor as his friend started pulling out video game controllers.\n\n``Oh, my mom packed some cookies,'' Martin said. He dug the bag out of his backpack.\n\n``Sweet! Your mom makes really good cookies,'' Robbie said. The fox sat down next to the wolf on the couch and grabbed one from the bag. He downed it in a few bites. Such a little fatty. Cute, though. No, dammit, don't think about him like that!\n\nAs the two got into their games, their state of near-nudity was almost completely forgotten. A few hours passed as the boys played, until Robbie requested a break.\n\nMartin rolled onto his back as he set his controller down. Once again he was keenly aware of the fact that he and his cubhood best friend were together, alone, and almost naked. He cleared his throat as he looked up at his friend on the couch. ``So, uh, Robs... think there'll be any hot girls in our classes at school?''\n\nThe fox laughed and stretched out, then laid down on the couch. ``I dunno. Guess I haven't really thought about it.''\n\n``Yeah, me neither,'' Martin said. ``Heh... maybe we should practice kissing, j-just in case.''\n\nShocked silence filled the room. Had those words really just come out of Martin's muzzle? He immediately regretted saying it, and clapped his paws over his lips.\n\n``Wow, Martin, just... wow,'' Robbie said. He giggled softly, then sighed and stared up at the ceiling. ``I dunno, though. How would I know I'm even into girls? Like, what if I liked boys?''\n\nThat caught Martin off guard. ``Huh? Whatcha mean? Isn't it, like, bad to be... you know... gay?'' The word felt weird, foreign, coming out of his mouth, but at the same time a little voice in the back of his head whispered that `gay' was exactly what he was.\n\nRobbie shrugged. ``I don't think so. Like, my parents told me that most boys like girls, and most girls like boys, but some boys like boys, and some girls like girls, and that's perfectly normal and okay. I guess... I guess I figure my first time kissing someone should be with someone I care about.''\n\nThe wolf was quiet. Something had been telling him for the last couple of months that he might just like boys, but everything his parents had taught him said that it was wrong for boys to like boys. The more he thought about it, though, that didn't add up. They never really said WHY. And here was his best friend, telling him that it was okay.\n\n``Martin?'' Robbie whispered.\n\nThe wolf looked back over at the couch. Robbie had sat up. His tail was curled around his lap, and he was hugging it to himself. ``Yeah, Robs?''\n\n``Martin... would you still be my friend if I... liked other boys?'' Robbie whispered.\n\n``Of course!'' Martin said. He pushed himself up to sitting on the floor and looked up at the fox. ``I mean... I think I might like boys, too.''\n\nHis friend lit up. ``Cool!'' Robbie slipped off the couch and hugged Martin, the chubby fox's body as close to his as it had ever been. He pulled back from the hug, then tilted his head. ``Is that why you wanted to `practice' kissing?''\n\n``What?! No!'' Martin said. But he quickly backpedaled. ``Maybe... I mean, you're my best friend, and... you're kinda cute.''\n\nIt was the fox's turn to blush. He leaned back and sat against the couch, his face unreadable.\n\n``We don't have to,'' Martin quickly added. ``I get it if you, like, don't LIKE me like me.''\n\nRobbie looked away, then whispered, ``W-what if I do?''\n\nA weight lifted from Martin's shoulders. He could feel his old confidence surging through him as he got onto his knees and closed the distance between himself and his friend. ``Then maybe we could be more than friends,'' Martin whispered. Without even thinking twice, he leaned in and kissed Robbie's cheek, then put a paw on the fox's muzzle and turned his face to look at him.\n\nA blushy grin greeted him. Robbie's paws slipped around him, and his nose pressed against the wolf's, mere millimeters separating their mouths.\n\nMartin beamed back at Robbie, and brought his muzzle in, closing that last distance between their mouths as they shared their first kiss. Their eyes fluttered shut as they fell to their sides, their muzzles attached. \n\nAs soon as they hit the ground, Martin rolled Robbie onto his back and started covering his face in a flurry of kisses. The fox squealed and broke into a mad fit of giggles.\n\n``Martin, stop!'' Robbie cried. He fought weakly against the wolf, but his giggles told the wolf that his friend didn't really want him to stop. Martin knew his friend better than that.\n\nThey kept it up for a minute until Robbie started to wheeze. Martin let up and laid down next to his friend, resting his head on the chubby fox's chest.\n\n``I love you, Robbie,'' Martin whispered.\n\nThe fox grinned and kissed the top of Martin's muzzle. ``I love you too, Martin.''\n\nThey lay together in silence. It felt nice to be snuggled up against his friend. Really nice. When had his penis gotten hard? Sure, it did that a lot lately, especially around cute boys, but he usually noticed it quicker. He wondered if Robbie could feel it poking against his thigh.\n\nMartin bit his lip and dared to look down. Robbie's belly rose and fell with each breath, the rhythm slowing as he caught his breath. It was a little hard to tell over his stomach, and he might've even been imagining it, but it looked like the fox was pitching a tent in his briefs, too.\n\nHe could feel the fox's paw roaming up and down his back. His own stroked up Robbie's leg, the wolf daring to let his fingers move across Robbie's groin.\n\nThe fox gasped. His hips bucked against Martin's paw.\n\n``Like that, Robbie?'' Martin whispered.\n\nHe started thinking about all of the things he'd seen on the internet. His brothers weren't the best about clearing their browsing history, so he'd seen a fair amount of porn. Almost entirely straight, but there were a couple of gay sites there, too. Those were his favorites. Watching dudes making out, rubbing cocks, sucking, fucking...\n\nThe wolf's paw cupped his friend's groin. Definitely erect down there.\n\n``Uh huh,'' Robbie whispered.\n\nMartin grinned. His tail wagged as he looked up at the fox, and whispered, ``Wanna do something that'll feel even better?''\n\nRobbie looked down at him. His face was flush beneath his fur. ``What do you wanna do?''\n\nThere were so many things Martin wanted to do. A thousand images flashed before his eyes, but he kept coming back to one. ``I wanna suck your dick,'' Martin whispered.\n\nThe fox blushed. Had Martin gone too far? He didn't want to freak out his friend, especially so quickly after their first kiss.\n\n``Okay,'' Robbie whispered.\n\nMartin grinned. He climbed down between the fox's legs as Robbie slipped his fingers into the waistband of his briefs.\n\n``Allow me,'' Martin said. He slipped his own fingers in, feeling the fabric of Robbie's underwear, then began slowly drawing them down. He lifted Robbie's legs as he went, the fox's footpaws rubbing against his muzzle as his shorts reached his ankles. A few more inches, and off went the fox's bottoms.\n\nThe wolf's breath caught in his throat as he looked down at his now-bottomless friend. It wasn't the first time he'd seen Robbie's bits. When they were younger, they'd get naked sometimes when playing. A few times after romps in the rain, Robbie's mom had even given them baths together. But that was when they were six or seven. He looked so different at eleven.\n\nHis friend's three inch erection pointed straight up from his groin. No longer was it just a little lump. And it looked different from his. Over the past few months, Martin had gotten very well acquainted with his own erect dick, but Robbie's was different. Where Martin's tip mushroomed out, Robbie's seemed smooth right up to the top, save for a peek of pink tucked out between the skin.\n\n``Whoa,'' Martin said. He leaned down, and took hold of his friend's penis. As he drew his paw upwards, more skin came up, covering the pink. He slid it slowly back down, revealing the fox's glans. That looked more familiar to him.\n\nRobbie let out a soft moan. He had sat up on his elbows, his eyes shimmering behind his glasses. ``F-feels so different when it's someone else,'' he muttered.\n\nThe wolf's ears flicked. ``I bet,'' he said. He watched his friend's penis as he stroked up and down a few more times, watching the skin roll back and forth. ``Yours is different from mine.''\n\nThe fox tilted his head. ``Different how?''\n\nMartin stood up and dropped his boxers. He kicked them away, then knelt down between Robbie's legs. ``Like this,'' he said. The wolf gripped his penis as he brought it up against Robbie's. His was longer - a good inch and a half longer - and unlike his friend's, lacked the extra skin that gave Robbie's movement.\n\n``Oh,'' Robbie said. ``You're circumcised.''\n\nIt was the wolf's turn to tilt his head. ``Circum-what, now?''\n\nRobbie giggled a little. ``My mom talked to me about it, and even gave me a book that had drawings showing it.'' He gripped his penis and rolled his foreskin up. ``All boys are born with foreskin, but some boys' parents have it cut off, and that's called circumcision. Mine didn't have it done to me. Guess yours did.'' He reached forward and grabbed Martin's erection, giving it a couple of strokes. ``Huh. That is different, yeah...''\n\nThis time it was Martin's turn to gasp. Robbie wasn't kidding, having someone else touch your dick felt so much nicer! He bucked his hips forward. The fox withdrew his paw.\n\n``Sorry,'' Robbie muttered.\n\n``No, no, don't apologize,'' Martin said. ``It felt good... different, but good...'' He leaned forward again and kissed Robbie on the lips, the wolf's penis brushing up against the fox's. ``So, uh... mind if I have a taste?''\n\nThe fox blushed and nodded. ``Go for it.''\n\nMartin licked his lips and climbed back down. He brought his muzzle within a few inches of Robbie's dick and wrapped his paw around it. Gosh, it felt weird. He gave a few strokes, watching the fox's foreskin roll back and forth over his tip, then brought his mouth down and took his friend's shaft right into his mouth.\n\nHis lips locked around his friend's penis. It felt squishy but somehow still firm. His tongue flicked over Robbie's glans, against some of the foreskin still gathered at the crown. The wolf's tail wagged behind him, even harder when he heard Robbie gasp.\n\nTime to see what he learned from porn. His paw gripped the base of Robbie's penis, holding it steady as he began bobbing his muzzle up and down. His tongue explored all around his friend's shaft, feeling the texture of his penis and skin as it slid up and down with his mouth.\n\n``Oh Martin,'' Robbie moaned.\n\nThe wolf beamed. His tail wagged faster as he eagerly blew his best friend. He finally had a real dick in his mouth, and it was his best friend's to boot!\n\n``Martin, I'm gonna...''\n\nRobbie's penis throbbed as he dry orgasmed in the wolf's mouth, practically jumping as it tried to pump out the seed his body wasn't quite ready to produce. The fox's whole body shook for a few seconds, and he let out a soft, squeaky moan.\n\n``T-too much!'' Robbie gasped. He grabbed Martin's head and pulled him off, his penis still throbbing despite the removal of its source of stimulation.\n\nMartin blushed and looked up at his friend. ``Sorry,'' he muttered. He sat up straight and looked down at his friend's groin. It took him a moment to process the lack of a squirt, at least until he remembered all of his play time at home alone. He'd only just started squirting a couple months ago. Guess Robbie wasn't there yet.\n\nHe gasped as he felt a paw on his dick. ``Mind if I...''\n\nBefore Robbie could even finish, Martin sucked in a breath. His penis jumped in the fox's paw as he came, his seed squirting onto Robbie's softening penis and tummy.\n\n``Whoa,'' Robbie said. He looked on in awe as he stroked the wolf through his orgasm. Martin's hips bucked into his friend's paw, milking the last of his semi-clear boycum onto Robbie's fingers.\n\nThe wolf flopped back on his rear. He'd never cum that quick before! His head was spinning. As his head cleared, he saw Robbie licking his paw clean of the wolf's cum.\n\n``Wow,'' Robbie said. ``That tastes... weird.''\n\nMartin smirked. ``Good weird?''\n\nRobbie nodded. ``Yeah.'' He giggled and grinned at his friend, a light blush on his cheeks. ``I liked it.'' The fox leaned forward and hugged the wolf.\n\nGosh, that felt good. He leaned back, pulling Robbie along with him, and laid with the fox on top of him. For the first time he had someone to cuddle after an orgasm, and that only seemed to make the experience even nicer.\n\n``So, uh, Robbie,'' Martin said.\n\nThe fox looked up at him. ``Yeah?''\n\nMartin swallowed. ``Well, since we both like each other, and we just did, umm... that... do you want to maybe...''\n\n``Be boyfriends?'' Robbie asked.\n\nIt felt weird to hear it out loud, especially since he was having trouble saying it. But the wolf nodded. Those were the words he wanted to say but couldn't.\n\nRobbie smiled. ``I'd like that. My first boyfriend.'' He giggled, then gave Martin a kiss on the lips. Gosh that felt good.\n\nHe wanted this moment to last forever. But then they heard the garage door open.\n\n``Sounds like Mom's home,'' Robbie said.\n\n``Crap! We need to get dressed!'' Martin squirmed under his friend as the fox pushed himself up. He didn't seem too concerned.\n\nThe fox raised an eyebrow. ``Martin, you've been here lots of times. You know my mom doesn't care if we're naked.''\n\nMartin blushed. That may have been true, but given what they had just done, it felt almost wrong to be naked now around Robbie's mother. He knew Robbie was right, though. With a little sigh, he got up and sat down on the couch next to Robbie.\n\n``Hello, boys!'' Terry called.\n\n``Hi Mom!'' Robbie replied.\n\nThe vixen poked her head into the den. ``I see you boys were fine without supervision,'' she said. ``How does pasta sound for dinner?''\n\nMartin flicked his ears. Seemed like Robbie was right - Mrs. Langley didn't mind them being naked, though he hoped his blush wouldn't give him away. ``Sounds good to me,'' he said.\n\n``Pasta's awesome!'' Robbie said.\n\n``Wonderful. You boys have fun now!''\n\n``See?'' Robbie said after she left. ``My Mom's pretty cool.''\n\n``Yeah,'' Martin said. It felt like a little stab in the heart. But at least his friend - boyfriend, he corrected - had a good family, though he wondered just how far it would go.\n\nHe settled in with Robbie to watch some cartoons. By the time Terry called them for dinner, Robbie's dad and sister had already returned home.\n\nWhen they went to the dining room for dinner, Martin bit his lip. Robbie's parents were in their underwear, and his sister Ellie was completely naked. In the back of his mind, he wished it was Robbie's dad naked instead of his little sister.\n\n``I see I made the right choice trusting you two together,'' Dan said. ``And you two got comfortable, too.''\n\nRobbie giggled as he sat down at the table. ``Yeah. It was hot and I know how Mom feels about the air conditioner, so we just stripped.''\n\n``Martin's all blushy!'' Ellie said. ``Are you hot?''\n\nThe wolf rolled his eyes. ``Well, duh I'm hot. Have you seen me?''\n\nDan laughed. ``True, true. I bet you'll be a hit with the ladies in middle school.'' Oof. Another dagger in the heart.\n\n``Well, actually,'' Robbie said. Oh no, was he about to give away his secret?! ``Martin likes boys.''\n\nMuch to the wolf's surprise, Dan laughed again. ``Oh! Well, then, I'm sure the gay and bi boys will be all over him.''\n\nMartin blinked. That was it? Nothing else? Just... acceptance?\n\n``He's a hit with me,'' Robbie said.\n\nTerry beamed. ``Is this your way of coming out as gay to us, sweetheart?''\n\nRobbie shrugged. ``I don't know about gay. I'm still figuring that out. But I know I like boys, and I know I like Martin.'' He took the wolf's paw and smiled at him.\n\n``You two do make a cute couple,'' Dan said.\n\nThe younger fox grinned. ``Thanks.'' He leaned over and kissed Martin's cheek. ``He's a pretty cute boyfriend.''\n\nMartin was dumbstruck. His friend was just openly spilling all these secrets. And his family didn't even care! He could feel his face burning.\n\n``So, what did you two get up to today?'' Terry asked.\n\n``Wait, that's it?'' Martin said. ``You're just... cool with me and Robbie being boyfriends?''\n\nThe adults smiled at him.\n\n``Of course, Martin,'' Dan said. ``Why wouldn't we be?''\n\nThe wolf looked down at his plate. ``My dad says it's disgusting and wrong for boys to like boys...''\n\n``Pardon my French, but since when has your dad been right about a fucking thing?'' Dan said. He immediately turned to Ellie. ``Don't you ever repeat that word.''\n\nThe young vixen beamed at her father. ``Which word? Fucking?''\n\nTerry laughed. ``Oh, Danny... you should know better than to use those kinds of words around Ellie.''\n\nDan shook his head. ``My bad.'' He turned his attention back to the wolf. ``But my point stands. It's okay to like boys, and we still love you both. Hell, I dated guys when I was younger.''\n\nThat was the biggest shock of all. ``No way! Really?''\n\nThe elder fox grinned. ``I did, indeed. I ultimately married Terry, but I dated males and females before her. We used to even be polyamorous.''\n\n``What's polyamorous?'' Ellie asked.\n\n``It just means that we would date more than one fur at the same time,'' Terry said. ``At one point I had two girlfriends, your father and I shared a boyfriend, and he had another boyfriend. It still amazes me that he settled down with me instead of a male.''\n\nThis was so much to process. Martin's head was spinning. Dating more than one person? Of either sex? ``How would that even work?''\n\n``Lots and lots of communication,'' Dan said. ``We practiced kitchen table polyamory. We all knew each other and each others' partners, we'd have outings together, things like that. But when Terry and I wanted to start a family... well, our shared boyfriend wanted one of his own, and our other partners didn't want cubs, so we all sort of drifted apart.''\n\n``It's a shame,'' Terry said. ``It'd be fun co-parenting with others.'' She giggled. ``Maybe we can get back together with Keith.''\n\nEllie giggled. ``Jimmy's dad's name is Keith!''\n\n``He is,'' Dan said. ``He was our shared boyfriend back in the day.''\n\nThe younger vixen gasped. ``Really?! So Jimmy could've been my brother?''\n\n``Maybe we should talk about this another time,'' Terry said. ``Martin looks a little shell shocked.''\n\nThankfully, the conversation moved on. But that already had the wolf thinking. If you could date more than one fur, and boys could date boys... what else might his parents be wrong about? He knew he'd still have to hide it from them, especially his dad. He might have to spend more time with the Langley's. And properly get to know Jimmy's dad. They were neighbors, after all.\n\nSo much to think about.\n\n","writing_bbcode_parsed":"The Boys of Summer

OBLIGATORY CONTENT WARNING: The following story contains EXPLICIT SCENES of GAY SEX between two CUBS, including ORAL and a PREMATURE EJACULATION. OH NO BOY WHY YOU SQUIRT SO FAST? If any of this offends you, DO NOT READ ON. By reading beyond this point, you waive your right to be offended because THERE ARE TAGS AND THIS WARNING and also WE DON'T KNOW WHY WE STILL DO THIS OTHER THAN OUR BRAND TM. For those of you who we haven't scared off... enjoy!

Summer had long been Martin's favorite season, but this one was putting that love to the test.  Not only was it stiflingly hot, but after his week at summer camp, the wolf found himself thinking far too much about boys.

He laid his head on the shower wall as cold water rushed over him.  Why was he like this?  His dad and brothers had made it clear - extremely clear - that boys were to like girls, and girls to like boys.  And yet he felt no attraction for the opposite sex.  Girls still repulsed him.  But more shockingly, other boys were becoming more and more interesting to him.  Maybe an afternoon with his best friend would help him.

A wave of guilt washed over Martin as he turned off the water.  Just thinking about Robbie made his heart flutter.  But Robbie was another boy!  He couldn't be attracted to him.  Something had to be wrong with him.  He just needed to figure out what.

``Hey, you been in there a long-ass time, boy!  If you run up my fuckin' water bill, it's comin' outta your allowance!''

Martin jumped and turned the water off.  ``Sorry, dad!'' he called.  He leapt out of the shower and started drying himself.  Once satisfied, he wrapped his towel around himself and returned to his bedroom.  He threw on an outfit, t-shirt and shorts, then paused to look at himself in the mirror.

Was this a good enough look?  Maybe he should think more about his appearance.  This shirt was kinda wrinkled.  Maybe had a nicer one in his clo-

What was he thinking?!  He was just going over to Robbie's house, not on a date or anything.  He shook his head, then walked up to the mirror and looked deeply into his own eyes.

``Listen here, you,'' Martin whispered.  ``You're NOT like that.  Robbie's just a friend.''

His reflection glared back, and for a moment he felt himself almost wanting to back down.  He closed his eyes and shook his head again, then rushed out the door.  In his haste, he ran headlong into his oldest brother, Bruce Jr.

``Hey, watch where you're going, you little shit,'' his brother snorted.

Martin squeaked and tucked his tail between his legs.  ``S-sorry, bro.''  He slipped past his brother, dodging the swat his brother directed at him.

His awareness awakened, the eleven year old wolf attempted to weave around another of his older brothers, Bill.  Unfortunately, the sixteen year old reached out an arm and caught up.  Two hundred pounds of high school linebacker stood like a stone wall against the lithe eleven year old.

``Where do you think you're off to in such a hurry?'' his brother said.

Martin struggled in his brother's grasp.  ``I'm going over to Robbie's house.  We've been planning this for a week!''  He punched ineffectually at his brother's chest.  The older wolf laughed.

``So eager to go!'' Bill taunted.  ``What, is he your boyfriend or something?''

``No!'' Martin replied.  But a chill ran down his spine.  The idea had crossed his mind.

``He better fucking not be,'' Junior said as he walked up behind the young wolf.  ``Dad would fucking kill you, if we didn't get to you first.''

Martin grunted as his brother released him.  ``He's just a friend, okay?  Gods, you guys are such dicks.''

Junior grabbed his youngest brother's arm and slammed him against the wall.  ``Don't you forget that we're the alphas in this house,'' he spat.

``That's not even a real thing!'' Martin shot back.  His head was spinning, but he wasn't about to let his older brothers get the best of him.

``Boys, you better not be picking on your little brother!'' their mother called from downstairs.

That deflated the two older wolves.  ``No, mom,'' they said almost in unison.

``I thought so,'' she replied.

The two older boys offered one last glare to their youngest sibling before proceeding down the hall to their own bedrooms.  Martin tucked his tail between his legs.  Much as he loved his mother, he hated having to rely on her to save him from them.  He shook his head and ran downstairs.

``Linda, you need to stop fucking coddling the boy,'' his dad said.

The wolf's heart dropped as he heard his father's voice. Much as he wanted to head out, his curiosity compelled him to stick around.

``Bruce, he's my baby. I can't let our older boys be knocking him around!'' his mother said.

``How the fuck's he gonna learn to stand up for himself if you just do it for him? Do you want him to grow up like some sort of sissy?'' Bruce growled. ``It's bad enough you let him play soccer instead of a real sport!''

An icy knife stabbed into Martin's chest. Why did his dad have to be such a jerk? Just because he preferred soccer to football and wasn't a total meat head douche like his brothers.

His mother huffed. ``No boy of mine is going to grow up that way. But letting the older boys push him around isn't going to help, either.''

``You're asking for trouble, Linda,'' his father said. ``Fuck it, I'm heading to the range. Blow off a little steam.''

He heard his father heading down to the basement, probably to retrieve some of his guns. Probably best to be out before he did.

``Mom, I'm heading out to Robbie's,'' Martin called.

``Wait just one minute, dear,'' his mom called from the other room.

Martin froze.  His mother may have been the kindest wolf in the world, but in his parents' house, her word was law, and violating that law was at the risk of dad's wrath.  While Martin had never been on the receiving end, himself, he'd seen his older brothers subjected to it enough to know better than to dare cross it.

The she-wolf emerged from the kitchen, drying her paws on her apron.  ``Do you have everything packed for your sleepover?'' she asked.

Crap!  How had he forgotten that he was sleeping over at Robbie's?  ``Oh, uh... no,'' he muttered.  He started back upstairs when his mother lightly tapped his arm.

``I knew you would,'' she said.  She picked up Martin's backpack, laid next to the door.  ``I did laundry last night, so I packed some clothes up for you.  Jammies, fresh undies, a t-shirt and shorts for tomorrow.  I also put in your travel toothbrush and some fresh cookies.''

Martin blushed and took his backpack from his mother.  ``I'm not a little pup anymore, mom.  I can pack my own bag.''

His mother beamed at him.  ``But you're so forgetful, just like your father.''  She giggled and kissed his forehead.  ``That's why boys need moms and wives.  To look after them!''

Her words drove into Martin's heart like a dagger.  He feigned a smile and hugged her.  ``Thanks, mom.''

``You're welcome, sweetie pie.  Have a good time with your friend!'' she said.

Martin slipped out the door, his mother's words echoing around in his head.

The walk to Robbie's house was thankfully a short one.  The heat was getting to him, even in a shady, wooded suburb.  He smiled as he walked up onto the Langley's porch and rang the bell.

It took a few moments for the door to open, but when it did, Martin got an eyeful.  Robbie answered the door, wearing nothing but his underwear.

``Hey, Martin!'' Robbie said.  ``Come on in!''

Martin stepped inside, looking the fox's body up and down as he did.  ``Forget to get dressed, Robs?'' he teased, though the lump in the wolf's throat suggested that he wasn't at all unhappy with this turn of developments.

``Nah,'' Robbie said.  ``I just didn't feel like getting dressed.  It's really hot out, and mom won't let me turn up the AC.  Plus, it's just us today, so I thought it might be cool to, ya know... just be cool.''  He blushed a little.  ``But I guess I can put clothes on if you're uncomfortable...''

``No,'' Martin said, maybe a little too quickly.  ``I mean, it's cool.''  He slipped his backpack off, then pulled off his own shirt.  ``Where's your parents and Ellie?''

Robbie beamed at the wolf as he stripped.  ``Mom's at work, and Dad took Ellie over to her friend Jimmy's house.  I guess his dad's wife left, so my dad's helping watch his cub while he's at work, I dunno.  All I know is, mom and dad said I was old enough to be home alone, and as long as we don't burn the house down, we've got the place to ourselves.''

``Cool, cool,'' Martin said.  He felt his stomach tying in knots as he pulled his shorts off, leaving him in nothing but his boxers.  ``We gonna chill in your room or the den?'' he asked.

``Den's cooler,'' Robbie said.  ``C'mon!''

The wolf followed his friend through the familiar route to the living room.  He flopped down on the floor as his friend started pulling out video game controllers.

``Oh, my mom packed some cookies,'' Martin said. He dug the bag out of his backpack.

``Sweet! Your mom makes really good cookies,'' Robbie said. The fox sat down next to the wolf on the couch and grabbed one from the bag. He downed it in a few bites. Such a little fatty. Cute, though. No, dammit, don't think about him like that!

As the two got into their games, their state of near-nudity was almost completely forgotten.  A few hours passed as the boys played, until Robbie requested a break.

Martin rolled onto his back as he set his controller down.  Once again he was keenly aware of the fact that he and his cubhood best friend were together, alone, and almost naked.  He cleared his throat as he looked up at his friend on the couch.  ``So, uh, Robs... think there'll be any hot girls in our classes at school?''

The fox laughed and stretched out, then laid down on the couch.  ``I dunno.  Guess I haven't really thought about it.''

``Yeah, me neither,'' Martin said.  ``Heh... maybe we should practice kissing, j-just in case.''

Shocked silence filled the room.  Had those words really just come out of Martin's muzzle?  He immediately regretted saying it, and clapped his paws over his lips.

``Wow, Martin, just... wow,'' Robbie said.  He giggled softly, then sighed and stared up at the ceiling.  ``I dunno, though.  How would I know I'm even into girls?  Like, what if I liked boys?''

That caught Martin off guard.  ``Huh?  Whatcha mean?  Isn't it, like, bad to be... you know... gay?''  The word felt weird, foreign, coming out of his mouth, but at the same time a little voice in the back of his head whispered that `gay' was exactly what he was.

Robbie shrugged.  ``I don't think so.  Like, my parents told me that most boys like girls, and most girls like boys, but some boys like boys, and some girls like girls, and that's perfectly normal and okay.  I guess... I guess I figure my first time kissing someone should be with someone I care about.''

The wolf was quiet.  Something had been telling him for the last couple of months that he might just like boys, but everything his parents had taught him said that it was wrong for boys to like boys.  The more he thought about it, though, that didn't add up.  They never really said WHY.  And here was his best friend, telling him that it was okay.

``Martin?'' Robbie whispered.

The wolf looked back over at the couch.  Robbie had sat up.  His tail was curled around his lap, and he was hugging it to himself.  ``Yeah, Robs?''

``Martin... would you still be my friend if I... liked other boys?'' Robbie whispered.

``Of course!'' Martin said.  He pushed himself up to sitting on the floor and looked up at the fox.  ``I mean... I think I might like boys, too.''

His friend lit up.  ``Cool!''  Robbie slipped off the couch and hugged Martin, the chubby fox's body as close to his as it had ever been.  He pulled back from the hug, then tilted his head.  ``Is that why you wanted to `practice' kissing?''

``What?!  No!'' Martin said.  But he quickly backpedaled.  ``Maybe... I mean, you're my best friend, and... you're kinda cute.''

It was the fox's turn to blush.  He leaned back and sat against the couch, his face unreadable.

``We don't have to,'' Martin quickly added.  ``I get it if you, like, don't LIKE me like me.''

Robbie looked away, then whispered, ``W-what if I do?''

A weight lifted from Martin's shoulders.  He could feel his old confidence surging through him as he got onto his knees and closed the distance between himself and his friend.  ``Then maybe we could be more than friends,'' Martin whispered.  Without even thinking twice, he leaned in and kissed Robbie's cheek, then put a paw on the fox's muzzle and turned his face to look at him.

A blushy grin greeted him.  Robbie's paws slipped around him, and his nose pressed against the wolf's, mere millimeters separating their mouths.

Martin beamed back at Robbie, and brought his muzzle in, closing that last distance between their mouths as they shared their first kiss.  Their eyes fluttered shut as they fell to their sides, their muzzles attached.  

As soon as they hit the ground, Martin rolled Robbie onto his back and started covering his face in a flurry of kisses.  The fox squealed and broke into a mad fit of giggles.

``Martin, stop!'' Robbie cried.  He fought weakly against the wolf, but his giggles told the wolf that his friend didn't really want him to stop.  Martin knew his friend better than that.

They kept it up for a minute until Robbie started to wheeze.  Martin let up and laid down next to his friend, resting his head on the chubby fox's chest.

``I love you, Robbie,'' Martin whispered.

The fox grinned and kissed the top of Martin's muzzle.  ``I love you too, Martin.''

They lay together in silence.  It felt nice to be snuggled up against his friend.  Really nice.  When had his penis gotten hard?  Sure, it did that a lot lately, especially around cute boys, but he usually noticed it quicker.  He wondered if Robbie could feel it poking against his thigh.

Martin bit his lip and dared to look down. Robbie's belly rose and fell with each breath, the rhythm slowing as he caught his breath. It was a little hard to tell over his stomach, and he might've even been imagining it, but it looked like the fox was pitching a tent in his briefs, too.

He could feel the fox's paw roaming up and down his back. His own stroked up Robbie's leg, the wolf daring to let his fingers move across Robbie's groin.

The fox gasped. His hips bucked against Martin's paw.

``Like that, Robbie?'' Martin whispered.

He started thinking about all of the things he'd seen on the internet. His brothers weren't the best about clearing their browsing history, so he'd seen a fair amount of porn. Almost entirely straight, but there were a couple of gay sites there, too. Those were his favorites. Watching dudes making out, rubbing cocks, sucking, fucking...

The wolf's paw cupped his friend's groin. Definitely erect down there.

``Uh huh,'' Robbie whispered.

Martin grinned. His tail wagged as he looked up at the fox, and whispered, ``Wanna do something that'll feel even better?''

Robbie looked down at him. His face was flush beneath his fur. ``What do you wanna do?''

There were so many things Martin wanted to do. A thousand images flashed before his eyes, but he kept coming back to one. ``I wanna suck your dick,'' Martin whispered.

The fox blushed. Had Martin gone too far? He didn't want to freak out his friend, especially so quickly after their first kiss.

``Okay,'' Robbie whispered.

Martin grinned. He climbed down between the fox's legs as Robbie slipped his fingers into the waistband of his briefs.

``Allow me,'' Martin said. He slipped his own fingers in, feeling the fabric of Robbie's underwear, then began slowly drawing them down. He lifted Robbie's legs as he went, the fox's footpaws rubbing against his muzzle as his shorts reached his ankles. A few more inches, and off went the fox's bottoms.

The wolf's breath caught in his throat as he looked down at his now-bottomless friend. It wasn't the first time he'd seen Robbie's bits. When they were younger, they'd get naked sometimes when playing. A few times after romps in the rain, Robbie's mom had even given them baths together. But that was when they were six or seven. He looked so different at eleven.

His friend's three inch erection pointed straight up from his groin. No longer was it just a little lump. And it looked different from his.  Over the past few months, Martin had gotten very well acquainted with his own erect dick, but Robbie's was different. Where Martin's tip mushroomed out, Robbie's seemed smooth right up to the top, save for a peek of pink tucked out between the skin.

``Whoa,'' Martin said. He leaned down, and took hold of his friend's penis. As he drew his paw upwards, more skin came up, covering the pink. He slid it slowly back down, revealing the fox's glans. That looked more familiar to him.

Robbie let out a soft moan. He had sat up on his elbows, his eyes shimmering behind his glasses. ``F-feels so different when it's someone else,'' he muttered.

The wolf's ears flicked. ``I bet,'' he said. He watched his friend's penis as he stroked up and down a few more times, watching the skin roll back and forth. ``Yours is different from mine.''

The fox tilted his head. ``Different how?''

Martin stood up and dropped his boxers. He kicked them away, then knelt down between Robbie's legs. ``Like this,'' he said. The wolf gripped his penis as he brought it up against Robbie's. His was longer - a good inch and a half longer - and unlike his friend's, lacked the extra skin that gave Robbie's movement.

``Oh,'' Robbie said. ``You're circumcised.''

It was the wolf's turn to tilt his head. ``Circum-what, now?''

Robbie giggled a little. ``My mom talked to me about it, and even gave me a book that had drawings showing it.'' He gripped his penis and rolled his foreskin up.  ``All boys are born with foreskin, but some boys' parents have it cut off, and that's called circumcision.  Mine didn't have it done to me. Guess yours did.''  He reached forward and grabbed Martin's erection, giving it a couple of strokes. ``Huh. That is different, yeah...''

This time it was Martin's turn to gasp. Robbie wasn't kidding, having someone else touch your dick felt so much nicer! He bucked his hips forward. The fox withdrew his paw.

``Sorry,'' Robbie muttered.

``No, no, don't apologize,'' Martin said. ``It felt good... different, but good...'' He leaned forward again and kissed Robbie on the lips, the wolf's penis brushing up against the fox's. ``So, uh... mind if I have a taste?''

The fox blushed and nodded. ``Go for it.''

Martin licked his lips and climbed back down. He brought his muzzle within a few inches of Robbie's dick and wrapped his paw around it. Gosh, it felt weird. He gave a few strokes, watching the fox's foreskin roll back and forth over his tip, then brought his mouth down and took his friend's shaft right into his mouth.

His lips locked around his friend's penis. It felt squishy but somehow still firm. His tongue flicked over Robbie's glans, against some of the foreskin still gathered at the crown. The wolf's tail wagged behind him, even harder when he heard Robbie gasp.

Time to see what he learned from porn. His paw gripped the base of Robbie's penis, holding it steady as he began bobbing his muzzle up and down. His tongue explored all around his friend's shaft, feeling the texture of his penis and skin as it slid up and down with his mouth.

``Oh Martin,'' Robbie moaned.

The wolf beamed. His tail wagged faster as he eagerly blew his best friend. He finally had a real dick in his mouth, and it was his best friend's to boot!

``Martin, I'm gonna...''

Robbie's penis throbbed as he dry orgasmed in the wolf's mouth, practically jumping as it tried to pump out the seed his body wasn't quite ready to produce.  The fox's whole body shook for a few seconds, and he let out a soft, squeaky moan.

``T-too much!'' Robbie gasped. He grabbed Martin's head and pulled him off, his penis still throbbing despite the removal of its source of stimulation.

Martin blushed and looked up at his friend. ``Sorry,'' he muttered. He sat up straight and looked down at his friend's groin. It took him a moment to process the lack of a squirt, at least until he remembered all of his play time at home alone.  He'd only just started squirting a couple months ago.  Guess Robbie wasn't there yet.

He gasped as he felt a paw on his dick. ``Mind if I...''

Before Robbie could even finish, Martin sucked in a breath. His penis jumped in the fox's paw as he came, his seed squirting onto Robbie's softening penis and tummy.

``Whoa,'' Robbie said.  He looked on in awe as he stroked the wolf through his orgasm.  Martin's hips bucked into his friend's paw, milking the last of his semi-clear boycum onto Robbie's fingers.

The wolf flopped back on his rear. He'd never cum that quick before! His head was spinning.  As his head cleared, he saw Robbie licking his paw clean of the wolf's cum.

``Wow,'' Robbie said.  ``That tastes... weird.''

Martin smirked.  ``Good weird?''

Robbie nodded. ``Yeah.'' He giggled and grinned at his friend, a light blush on his cheeks. ``I liked it.'' The fox leaned forward and hugged the wolf.

Gosh, that felt good.  He leaned back, pulling Robbie along with him, and laid with the fox on top of him.  For the first time he had someone to cuddle after an orgasm, and that only seemed to make the experience even nicer.

``So, uh, Robbie,'' Martin said.

The fox looked up at him.  ``Yeah?''

Martin swallowed. ``Well, since we both like each other, and we just did, umm... that... do you want to maybe...''

``Be boyfriends?'' Robbie asked.

It felt weird to hear it out loud, especially since he was having trouble saying it.  But the wolf nodded. Those were the words he wanted to say but couldn't.

Robbie smiled. ``I'd like that. My first boyfriend.'' He giggled, then gave Martin a kiss on the lips.  Gosh that felt good.

He wanted this moment to last forever.  But then they heard the garage door open.

``Sounds like Mom's home,'' Robbie said.

``Crap! We need to get dressed!'' Martin squirmed under his friend as the fox pushed himself up. He didn't seem too concerned.

The fox raised an eyebrow. ``Martin, you've been here lots of times. You know my mom doesn't care if we're naked.''

Martin blushed. That may have been true, but given what they had just done, it felt almost wrong to be naked now around Robbie's mother. He knew Robbie was right, though. With a little sigh, he got up and sat down on the couch next to Robbie.

``Hello, boys!'' Terry called.

``Hi Mom!'' Robbie replied.

The vixen poked her head into the den. ``I see you boys were fine without supervision,'' she said. ``How does pasta sound for dinner?''

Martin flicked his ears. Seemed like Robbie was right - Mrs. Langley didn't mind them being naked, though he hoped his blush wouldn't give him away. ``Sounds good to me,'' he said.

``Pasta's awesome!'' Robbie said.

``Wonderful. You boys have fun now!''

``See?'' Robbie said after she left. ``My Mom's pretty cool.''

``Yeah,'' Martin said. It felt like a little stab in the heart. But at least his friend - boyfriend, he corrected - had a good family, though he wondered just how far it would go.

He settled in with Robbie to watch some cartoons. By the time Terry called them for dinner, Robbie's dad and sister had already returned home.

When they went to the dining room for dinner, Martin bit his lip. Robbie's parents were in their underwear, and his sister Ellie was completely naked. In the back of his mind, he wished it was Robbie's dad naked instead of his little sister.

``I see I made the right choice trusting you two together,'' Dan said. ``And you two got comfortable, too.''

Robbie giggled as he sat down at the table. ``Yeah. It was hot and I know how Mom feels about the air conditioner, so we just stripped.''

``Martin's all blushy!'' Ellie said. ``Are you hot?''

The wolf rolled his eyes. ``Well, duh I'm hot. Have you seen me?''

Dan laughed. ``True, true. I bet you'll be a hit with the ladies in middle school.'' Oof. Another dagger in the heart.

``Well, actually,'' Robbie said. Oh no, was he about to give away his secret?! ``Martin likes boys.''

Much to the wolf's surprise, Dan laughed again. ``Oh! Well, then, I'm sure the gay and bi boys will be all over him.''

Martin blinked. That was it? Nothing else? Just... acceptance?

``He's a hit with me,'' Robbie said.

Terry beamed. ``Is this your way of coming out as gay to us, sweetheart?''

Robbie shrugged. ``I don't know about gay. I'm still figuring that out. But I know I like boys, and I know I like Martin.'' He took the wolf's paw and smiled at him.

``You two do make a cute couple,'' Dan said.

The younger fox grinned. ``Thanks.'' He leaned over and kissed Martin's cheek. ``He's a pretty cute boyfriend.''

Martin was dumbstruck. His friend was just openly spilling all these secrets. And his family didn't even care! He could feel his face burning.

``So, what did you two get up to today?'' Terry asked.

``Wait, that's it?'' Martin said. ``You're just... cool with me and Robbie being boyfriends?''

The adults smiled at him.

``Of course, Martin,'' Dan said. ``Why wouldn't we be?''

The wolf looked down at his plate. ``My dad says it's disgusting and wrong for boys to like boys...''

``Pardon my French, but since when has your dad been right about a fucking thing?'' Dan said. He immediately turned to Ellie. ``Don't you ever repeat that word.''

The young vixen beamed at her father. ``Which word? Fucking?''

Terry laughed. ``Oh, Danny... you should know better than to use those kinds of words around Ellie.''

Dan shook his head. ``My bad.'' He turned his attention back to the wolf. ``But my point stands. It's okay to like boys, and we still love you both. Hell, I dated guys when I was younger.''

That was the biggest shock of all. ``No way! Really?''

The elder fox grinned. ``I did, indeed. I ultimately married Terry, but I dated males and females before her. We used to even be polyamorous.''

``What's polyamorous?'' Ellie asked.

``It just means that we would date more than one fur at the same time,'' Terry said. ``At one point I had two girlfriends, your father and I shared a boyfriend, and he had another boyfriend. It still amazes me that he settled down with me instead of a male.''

This was so much to process. Martin's head was spinning. Dating more than one person? Of either sex? ``How would that even work?''

``Lots and lots of communication,'' Dan said. ``We practiced kitchen table polyamory. We all knew each other and each others' partners, we'd have outings together, things like that. But when Terry and I wanted to start a family... well, our shared boyfriend wanted one of his own, and our other partners didn't want cubs, so we all sort of drifted apart.''

``It's a shame,'' Terry said. ``It'd be fun co-parenting with others.'' She giggled. ``Maybe we can get back together with Keith.''

Ellie giggled. ``Jimmy's dad's name is Keith!''

``He is,'' Dan said. ``He was our shared boyfriend back in the day.''

The younger vixen gasped. ``Really?! So Jimmy could've been my brother?''

``Maybe we should talk about this another time,'' Terry said. ``Martin looks a little shell shocked.''

Thankfully, the conversation moved on. But that already had the wolf thinking. If you could date more than one fur, and boys could date boys... what else might his parents be wrong about? He knew he'd still have to hide it from them, especially his dad. He might have to spend more time with the Langley's. And properly get to know Jimmy's dad. They were neighbors, after all.

So much to think about.

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