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My name is Robert Spike Thornbody, but most of my friends and family just call me Bobby. I'm a twelve year old porcupine with a light brown/tan colored fur, and slightly darker brown handpaws, footpaws and quills. I currently live with my dad, Sam Thornbody, who works as a therapist, and is usually out of town a lot because of it.

Another fur that lives with us is actually a raccoon friend of my dad's from college. His name's Tony. He moved in last year because my dad wanted to offer him a place to live while he adjusted to living in Huntington and got his own place, but dad and I like him so much, we've just let him live with us. He's actually quite fun to hang around with, and he usually babysits me when my dad has to leave every so often for week-long sessions with other clients out of state. He's right around dad's age, and his also really big. He gives nice hugs too, whenever I get down or upset about my dad being gone. He even takes me out to eat, which is always nice.

I came home from school today to find my dad and Tony talking on the couch. Both of them quickly turned to look at me as I got inside. Dad looked kinda nervous. So did Tony. I wonder if something's wrong. I walked over.

"Son," my dad started. "I need to talk to you about something important."

I gulped hard. This didn't sound like it was good. "What's wrong, dad?"

He sighed. "How would you feel about... having someone else moving in with us?"

"Someone else," I asked. "Well, I guess it would be okay. I mean, we do have the extra space."

"Remember how I told you that I was going to see someone important last week," Dad continued. "Well, I wasn't there to give him therapy sessions. I was there because he needed to talk to me about something very important, but he wanted to talk to me in person about it."

"He asked you to come see him in Florida, just so he could ask you if he could move in?"

"I.... well.... it's a bit more complicated than that, son." my dad said.

"I think I'd better explain this one," Tony said, speaking up. "As it happens, Bobby, the fur your dad went to go see... well... he went to go see him for me. He's another close friend of mine, but... well, he's about to lose his home."

"What?!" That had surprised me. I was not expecting to hear something like that. "Why?!"

"Long story short, the complex that my friend lived in is being closed down due to a series of health code violations, and that means a lot of people are being left without a home."

"Oh no..." I frowned.

"He asked me if I could have him move in with me. I had to tell him that I was living with you and your dad, but said I'd ask about it. My friend gave your dad a few details and your dad agreed to go and talk to him."

"Oh... so... where is he," I asked.

"He's in a hotel in Florida right now. We wanted to make sure it was okay with you before inviting him. I know you get shy around strangers." Tony said calmly. "I didn't want to frighten you by having him just show up."

"Thank you, Tony," I said in a calm voice. "If your friend's really in trouble, I don't want him to be without a home... It's okay with me if he stays here."

My dad turned to look at me. "Are you sure, son?"

"I'm sure, dad. If he's a friend of Tony's, I'm sure he's a great guy." I looked from Dad back to Tony then. "And besides, it means I get to make a new friend."

"Bobby... thank you," Tony said as he walked over to me and hugged me. I just hugged him back.

A few more days passed before much of anything happened. There were a few phone calls between Tony and his friend, mostly setting things up for him to come, but, other than that, not a lot happened. The day Tony's friend finally came was kinda interesting too. Dad and Tony had gone grocery shopping to buy stuff for dinner, and they asked me to stay home, just in case Tony's friend showed up before they got back.

I had spent a lot of the time they were gone playing video games and drinking some soda, but I left my door open so I'd hear the doorbell if anyone showed up. No more than half an hour later, I heard it, and quickly dashed downstairs. I looked through the window to make sure it was him before opening it. "Hi there, Mister.... uhhh...."

I was met at the door by a fat blue skunk. He looked at me with a content smile. "Just call me Smuckers, okay? And I assume you must be Bobby, huh?"

I nodded and stepped aside to let him in, taking his suitcase inside. "I'm sorry about you losing your home, Smuckers. That really stinks."

"Yeah... yeah it does," he remarked. "But I have a feeling I'll still be alright. I really want to thank you and your dad for allowing me to stay here. I know it was kinda sudden, but, I promise you, you won't regret it."

"I know I won't. I'm sure we're gonna get along great together. Oh! Uhhh... dad said if you wanted to take a shower, you were more than welcome to. I know you had a long flight. I can show you where everything is."

He chuckled a bit. "I think I'd like that. Where did ya want me to put my stuff?"

"I'll show you where your room is. It's right across the hall from mine upstairs." I took the suitcase again and walked upstairs with it. Smuckers followed closely behind me. I opened the door to the spare room and flipped on the light switch. There was a queen sized bed made, and an oak dresser along the wall. "I hope this is comfortable enough for you."

"It's fine," he replied, putting a suitcase on the bed and opening it. He grabbed a few articles of clothing and what I assumed was his fur shampoo and turned to me. "Think I'm ready for that shower now, Bobby." He sniffed himself and made a funny face. "Yup, definitely ready for that shower."

I couldn't help but laugh. I led him into the bathroom, showing him where the linen closet was and where the he could put his dirty laundry. I then showed him how to turn on the water and left him to shower in peace, returning to my room. I spent ten minutes more playing video games before I discovered a small problem. All the orange soda I'd been drinking today finally caught up with me, and it did so really quick. I needed to go to the bathroom. I knew that I wouldn't make it back downstairs though because the bathroom downstairs was on the other side of the house. This meant I was forced to bother Smuckers in the shower. I didn't want to... but I really had to go. Sighing a bit, I walked to the closed bathroom door. I could hear the water of the sohwer still running and it sounded like Smuckers was whistling in the shower. I knocked.

"What's up, kiddo? Something wrong?" I heard him ask.

"No... well... sorta... I... I need to use the bathroom." I said, nervously.

"So come on in then. Ya ain't gonna bother me," he commented.

I opened the door slowly. The bathroom was a bit steamy from the heat of the water. I looked down at my feet as I entered, trying to be polite, and slowly made my way over to the toilet. It didn't sound like Smuckers was the leat bit bothered so I relaxed a little to take care of my business. As I did, though, I couldn't help but peek toward the shower out of the corner of my eye. I didn't dare say anything, but Smuckers standing in that shower, naked, with his fat gut exposed, made me want to look at him. He looked really good. As I stood there, I could feel my sheath starting to swell a little. Oh no.... not now... I didn't want Smuckers to see that.... He'd probably get mad at me.

I took a few deep breaths to attempt to calm myself back down again and flushed the toilet, looking back down at my feet as I walked over to the sink. I heard Smuckers chuckle a bit, but didn't want to disturb him, so I just resumed what I had intended to do, turning on the water in the sink, and getting some of the soap to wash my paws. I was pretty thorough washing them, as I usually was, making sure my hands were completely clean. I shut off the water, and, out of force of habit, looked at the mirror in front of me. When I did though, I saw something I hadn't intended to see. With the shower being directly behind the mirror, I was now looking right at Smuckers' reflection.

He was just standing there under the water, letting it rinse all the soap off him. He was actually smiling as I looked at him. I guess he was enjoying the shower. Thankfully, it seemed his eyes were closed and he didn't notice I was staring at his reflection. He took some more of the soap then and started washing his crotch. I quickly turned off the water and looked back down when I realized I was staring at him. "Sorry for bothering you."

"Heh, it's alright kiddo. You weren't bothering me at all," he said. "Stop apologizing, okay?"

"Uhhh... right, sorr...... I mean, okay." I said nervously. I walked over to the door then.

When I got there, though, Smuckers spoke to me once more. "Hey Bobby..."

"Uhhh.... yeah?"

"I saw you looking at me, Bobby...." he said, quite calmly. "At the toilet and just now in the mirror."

I got really scared. "I'm sorry! I swear I didn't mean to! I'll go and leave you to finish your shower and..."

"Stop, kiddo," Smuckers interrupted. "I'm not mad. There's no need to run off. It's alright."

"But.... but you're naked... I... I should be a bit more respectful than that." I stammered.

"This coming from a cub who wears nothing more than a shirt and a baseball cap. No cover for his swollen sheath or his big sac at all."

I became even more nervous, and started talking rapidly. "That's just how I dress. I mean a lot of people do it that way. It's not like I walk around poking out of it or anything or..." I froze.

Smuckers laughed a bit.

"Wait a second... What did you just say?"

"Don't play dumb with me. You don't strike me as someone stupid. Walking around with no pants on is pretty much just asking for other curious furs to look," he continued. "it's really not that big a deal. I don't really mind if you look. You don't have to act so frightened when you do either. It's okay kiddo. Really."

"I should still have been a bit more respectful..." I tried to say.

He cut me off again. "Just answer me one question alright?"

"What's that," I replied.

"Do you want to look at me?"

I didn't answer. I just stood there not moving or speaking.

"Do you want to look," he repeated. "Answer me."

"I..... uhhh..." I gulped hard. "Yeah.... yeah I do."

"So do it then. Look at me. I'm not bothered. Honest," he assured me.

I looked up and looked in the mirror again. Smuckers was now standing there, facing me with a rather calm look on his face.

"I didn't mean look at me through the mirror. I meant turn around," he told me. "You're avoiding looking at me directly, and that is honestly beginning to make me sad."

My eyes grew. "What?! Sad? Why?"

"Bobby... at this point, if we can't get past this, I won't be able to live here without things getting really awkward between us. I'm going to admit I'm not... thrilled... that this subject has even come up, but you're going to be uneasy around me now if you're suddenly scared to look at me just because I know you saw me naked."

"But... you could get in a lot of trouble..." I replied.

"You're right.... I could," he said. "But I would rather risk that trouble than to see you freaking out whenever you see me. You're naked from the waist down all the time, kiddo. Does it bother YOU when people see that?"

I gulped. "No... but I take care not to let myself get.... excited... when I'm in front of others."

"So why weren't you taking that same care in here with me," he asked.

"I.... I tried to. But when I saw you I just... couldn't help it," I said.

"And you know something else? I'm just as much to blame for it happening anyway," the skunk continued. "I could have told you I preferred to shower in privacy. I probably should have. But, being someone who's a bit slow moving myself, I know what it's like when you gotta get to the toilet in a hurry, and your other bathroom was all the way downstairs."

"Uhhh...."

"If you want to leave without looking, I'm not going to force you, but I'm not sure if I can stay here if you're scared to look at me now," Smuckers commented. He now actually sounded upset.

I didn't know what to do. I did want to look, and he was right about how I'm technically always naked other than my shirt, and people see me all the time. It's true he's an adult, but, then again, so is my dad. And he's naked from the waist down all the time too. I'm never bothered looking at HIM. "Smuckers... are you sure it's okay?"

"I'm sure."

I gulped again before turning around. By the time I had, Smuckers was smiling.

"See? That wasn't so hard, now was it?"

"No.... No, I guess not," I said shyly. "You look... really nice."

"Thank you. Not quite sure why you like it..." he hesitated. "But I'm glad someone does."

"I just... really like fatter furs," I told him.

"Is that why you got... excited," he asked.

"Y... Yeah... " I replied. "I promise I'll try to keep myself under control next time so this doesn't happen again."

"I already told you, kiddo. I'm fine with it," he said. "I just wonder if... well..."

"What is it," I asked. "Did I do something else wrong?"

Smuckers shook his head. "No no... Not at all. I'm just wondering... Since you've seen me completely nude..."

I caught on at that point. "You want to see me nude too? There's.... not much else I have to hide. You have already seen anything worth seeing."

"I wouldn't be so sure of that," the blue skunk told me. "Your crotch isn't... the only thing I got curious about."

"What do you mean?"

"Well... you've kept that shirt buttoned up this whole time. I have to wonder... what it is you're hiding under it."

I blushed a bit. "You wanna see my chest, Smuckers? Why?"

"As I said, it's curiosity mostly," he said, now sounding very hesitant. "And, well... part of me wants... to see you completely naked too. I mean.... As you've pointed out, I've already seen your crotch... Nothing much worse can really be seen at this point."

"Well... Yeah... I did say that..." I said, somewhat quietly.

"And you've already seen me fully nude." he added.

"Yeah... that's true too," I said. "You sure it'll be okay?"

"I won't tell anyone if you don't," Smuckers said.

I nodded. I looked at the bathroom door, just to make sure I had closed it then turned back toward him. "O...kay.... just... don't laugh at me please."

"Not a chance, I swear," he reassured me.

I took off my cap then, setting it on the bathroom counter, then slowly began to unbutton my shirt. I saw Smuckers standing there. Every time I looked at him, I had to remind myself that I said I wouldn't lose control of myself again. When I'd unbuttened it, I slowly slid the shirt off, and set it aside. The thing that surprised me though, was that I actually heard a very quiet whimper come from the shower. I looked up at him. "How.... how do I look?"

"You look... cute, kiddo... Very cute, he said.

I blushed again. "You're just saying that."

"Nope. I mean it. You look good," he said.

I shivered at his words. I'd never heard anyone say something like that to me before. it felt really nice hearing him talk about me like that. My dad did it, sure, but that was only when I was dressed. Smuckers seemed to like how I looked totally naked. I let out a small whimper myself now as I looked up at him again; my eyes focusing on his belly.

"Bobby?"

"Yeah," I replied.

"You're getting excited again, kiddo," Smuckers said, with a huge grin on his face.

My eyes grew. I looked down to see the very tip of my cock poking from my sheath. I quickly turned away from him. "I'm sorry!"

"Don't be sorry. Just turn back around," he said. "I told you before I wasn't bothered by it. Honestly, the fact it's happened now twice makes me smile. We do have another problem though..."

"We do," I questioned.

"Yeah.... because I'm getting excited too. See?" Smuckers turned to face me properly.

I wanted to look away, but I couldn't take my eyes off him. My eyes slowly went down to his crotch, seeing his thick, erect skunk boner. "Uhh.... wow..." I said. "Why are you showing me though?"

"Because the only way this is going to go away away at this point," he paused. "... is for you to join me in the shower."

"That's not true," I said, trying to argue it. "I could just go in my room and..."

He cut me off again. "Won't matter. You'll just get excited again. You're not gonna be able to stop thinking about it now... And to be honest... neither am I."

"You're not?" I raised a brow at that. "Why?"

"Hard to explain... I just don't think I'll be able to stop thinking about it. You're very handsome, and I want to show you that I mean it.. and give you a chance to touch me if you want to," he commented. "You do want to... don't you?"

I gulped hard. "Yeah... yeah I do. I wanna feel that big belly and..."

"So come an join me then? I won't hurt you. I promise. I'll even wash you if you'd like," he said.

I looked at him in silence then. The more I looked at him, though, the more I wanted to do what he asked. By now, my cock had slid out fully from its' sheath. I turned back to the bathroom door, opened it, and briefly poked my head out to check that we were still alone. When I was convinced we were, I closed the bathroom door again and turned to look at Smuckers. "I.... I'd like that... a lot."

"Then please... come join me?"

I nodded and slowly padded over to the shower door, opened it and stepped in. When I did, Smuckers reached over and rubbed my tummy fur.

It felt so nice that I let out a small moan. "Ohh..."

"Knew you'd like that... You can touch me too if you'd like," he told me, taking my paw and putting it on his belly.

I couldn't help myself. I started rubbing his belly all over. First with one paw, then with two. It felt so nice, and the fur shampoo that he'd apparently used made it quite soft too. I heard Smuckers moan a bit himself as I rubbed. "Hey... Smuckers?"

He looked down at me, continuing to rub my belly and chest. "Hmmm?"

"You know we're not supposed to be doing this, right?" I asked.

He nodded. "I know... but... I trust you."

"You... trust me? What do you mean," I asked.

"You know what I mean," he said. "I'm taking a big risk with what I'm doing, but... well.... let's just say if you had honestly said you didn't want to do this, I wouldn't have pushed you. I really only did it because I knew you wanted to, and so did I."

I blushed again. "Yeah well.... you're really attractive. I've always loved fat furs. They look so big and soft. I get to thinking about it when I see a fatter fur, and I get excited."

"You mean like you are now," the skunk remarked, smirking..

"Yeah... You're huge. It looks so good on you," I said, rubbing his belly more. "I like it a lot. I could rub it all day."

Smuckers moaned at that. "I certainly wouldn't mind. I like the attention."

I'm not sure what made me do it then, but my eyes went back to his erection. I actually saw it twitch. Wow... he really did like it. "I can see that."

"You can touch it if you want," he told me.

"I...I can? You're going to let me?" I looked up and him.

"Only if you want to. I'm not going to force you to do anything you're uncomfortable with. I can wash you up and you can just get out if you'd like," he told me.

"No... I'm fine... You're sure you don't mind?"

"Go ahead," he told me.

I couldn't believe he was letting me do this. I've stroked myself before, but I've never so much as touched anyone else like this. He was really thick. I reached over, slowly, and wrapped my paw around his cock and stroked it lightly. I could barely get my paw around it all. "It's really big, Smuckers."

"Bobby... oh, that feels so nice." Smuckers humped against my paw slowly as I stroked him, also resuming the tummy rubs with my free paw. He was clearly enjoying this, and I wanted to make sure he continued to enjoy it so I stroked a little faster.

"How's that feel, Smuckers," I asked, looking at him.

He moans more. "Wonderful, just keep going."

I nodded and stroked it more. Smuckers' cock throbbed a couple times as I stroked him. I'm fairly certain he was preing, but I couldn't tell as the water that was running down his fur was washing everything away. "Oh god... Your paw... it feels so good. Keep going..."

"How bad do you want it," I teased, slowing my stroking a little bit.

Smuckers groaned out loud. "Bobby come on.... please... let me... I need it..."

"I dunno.... I'm not sure ya really do..." I sped up only for a second then slowed down again.

"Why are you teasing me," the skunk whined.

"Maybe I'm enjoying watching you squirm," I snickered. I sped up my stroking again then slowed it once more.

By now, Smuckers' erection was twitching really hard as he. "Come on.... Please, Bobby. It feels so good."

"Show me how good it feels then." I picked up my speed once more. I stopped rubbing his belly then and moved my other paw to his sac, fondling it. His sac was huge too. "You haven't done this in a while, have you?"

"I haven't cum in almost a month, Bobby," he said, cooing lightly.

He stroked as fast as my paw would let me, continuing to fondle my new friend. "Do it, Smuckers. Let it out..."

That was exactly what he did. With a loud moan and several shakes, he shot his load hard, right onto my tummy. He had quite a lot in him too. If it weren't for the waterflow quickly rinsing it off me, it likely would have coated my entire stomach. "Bobby... oh god," he panted. "I've needed that... for so long. Thank you... so much." He pulled me to him, hugging me tightly as the water continued to run over us. As we hugged, he let out another chuckle.

"What? What's so funny," I asked.

"You're still hard," he said, releasing me from his grip, then reaching down to grope me.

I moaned out. I was hard alright. "I... I can't help it... You're so soft... So..."

"Fat? Go ahead and say it, Bobby. I'm fat. I know I am. I like being fat. It feels so nice." Smuckers put his paw back on my belly. "How about I help you relieve yourself? You helped me, so it's only fair."

"I... I'd like that," I stammered. I couldn't believe I was doing this. I hadn't even known Smuckers for an hour and here I was, not only naked, but in the shower having sex with him. I was really enjoying it though. He's very kind and gentle. I watched him reach down and take my erect porcupine cock in his paw. My cock was actually quite large for someone my age. My sac was too. You'd never guess that the cock was even mine if you focused on it alone. I moaned a bit as he took it and began stroking it.

"How'd you get so big down there," the skunk asked with a soft smile as he stroked.

"I'm... just lucky I suppose," I said amidst a whimper. My big dick throbbed in his paw. I was already preing a bit. "Hey Smuckers?"

He looked at me, while still stroking. "Yeah?"

"Do you do this sort of thing... with other cubs," I asked, hesitantly.

"Nope... you're the first, honestly. I've never done it with another cub before, but something about you... made you irresistable to me. You've got a hot body for a cub, kiddo."

I blushed hard at that and thrust into his paw. "You're really... hot too."

Smuckers picked up the pace then, stroking my erection faster. "Glad you think so, but I wanna see a little proof. Show me you think I'm hot. Cum for me, Bobby."

I groaned. I wasn't going to last much longer. My cock was aching for the release, and Smuckers knew it.

He grabbed my paw and put it on my belly. "Rub it... Rub my fat belly. I know you like it."

I started rubbing furiously with both paws, humping into his paw rapidly. I was about to lose it. A few moments later, I shivered and shook, spasming and shooting thick ropes of cum onto the blue skunk's fat gut. The water then quickly washed it off. "Thanks... that was... amazing. I don't think I've shot that hard in a long time."

"I'm glad I was able to do that for ya. Let's finish cleaning up, hm?" He grabbed his fur shampoo and began lathering it up in my fur.

"Sounds good," I commented. It was only then, though, that my eyes glanced toward the bathhroom door. I froze up almost immediately to see that it was cracked open. I know I had closed it all the way. This meant that dad was home... and he'd seen and heard me and Smuckers. "Uhhh...."

Smuckers looked at the door. He froze up too.

Down the hall, my dad headed to his room. As he walked down the hall, he made a quick stop at the linen closet, grabbing a towel, which he then wrapped around his waist to hide the erection he now had from seeing what he'd just seen. he then walked to his bedroom. He entered it, seeing Tony sitting on his bed. Dad looked nervous and worried. "Tony... we have a problem with Smuckers."

"What? Already? Is he hurt in the shower or something," Tony asked him.

"No... he's.... he's in the shower... with Bobby... and.." Sam stammered.

"And what? Spit it out, Sam."

"They're having sex, Tony," dad remarked. He then sighed.

"They're what," Tony's eyes grew. "Smuckers and Bobby are..."

"In the shower having sex... Tony, why didn't you tell me that Smuckers was a..." My dad gulped hard.

Tony looked very worried. "I didn't know, Sam. I swear. I never would have asked you if I thought he..."

"Tony... I.... what do I do? I thought I'd never be in a situation like this."

Tony rubbed his chin a bit. "Well... I hate to do it, but the obvious answer would be calling the police. Would you want to do that?"

"I probably should but...." he stopped.

"But what, Sam?" Tony asked, raising a brow.

"Well... I don't think I want to," Sam said. "Bobby... looked like he was genuinely enjoying it and... well.... I don't wanna traumatize him by forcing him to see someone he just became close with getting dragged away."

"Are you sure, Sam? I mean... I don't want you to feel forced to just let it happen just because you're scared. I can call for you instead if it would help."

"No, don't.... don't do that," Sam quickly commented.

Tony looked at Sam curiously. It was only then that he noticed Sam wearing a towel. "Sam... what's with the towel? I thought you said you didn't mind me seeing you nude."

"I.... I was going to take a shower. I always grab the towel as I'm headed to the bathroom," Dad remarked, clearly trying to hide something.

"i happen to know for a fact that you don't, Sam. In fact, most days you use the towel in the bathroom," Tony commented. He now seemed fixated on the towel. Only barely noticeable, Tony could actually see there was a tent in the towel Dad was wearing. This made Tony chuckle. "What's got ya so hot and bothered that you don't want me seeing your boner, Sam?"

Sam took a couple steps back, looking nervous. "I... I'm not hard, Tony. I was just going to take a shower, honest."

Tony stood up and walked closer to my dad. "Uh huh... sure you were. Considering the fact you just said you saw Bobby and Smuckers in there, I don't believe you."

Sam backed up further, now against the wall. "I... I mean..."

Tony looked at him. "Sam... I'm sorry I have to do this, but I don't see any other way."

"What are you.... Yikes," he exclaimed as Tony's paw came at him, ripping the towel away from his body. This left Sam's rock hard erection in plain view now. "Tony, why did you do that?"

"Because I knew you were lying, Sam. I've seen your boner before. I don't know why you would suddenly be bothered by me seeing it," Tony commented.

"it's not you seeing it that has me bothered," Sam said in a low voice.

"So what is it then," the raccoon asked.

"I..." Sam stopped, sounding quite nervous.

"Sam?"

Sam gulped again. "I really don't want to admit this but...."

"But?"

"Tony... I... I got quite hard... when I saw the two of them," Sam looked mortified as he spoke those words. "It's so wrong but.... they looked so.... so..."

"Hot?"

Sam nervously nodded. "I don't often see my son fully nude, Tony... When I do.... I'm ashamed to admit that certain thoughts start stirring in my head. His... His penis and sac are just as big as mine and... he's only twelve... I'm still amazed by that, but I could never actually tell Bobby I looked at him and got aroused. That would just be wrong."

"Aww... the big porcupine's all hot and bothered over his son. That's sweet."

"Tony...." Sam sighed and walked over to his bed, sitting beside the raccoon. "Just.... help me... alright? Please?"

Tony's eyes grew again. "Wait... you're actually going to let me help you relieve yourself? I thought you didn't want me touching your cock. That was one of your rules for me moving in last year. I could look, but I couldn't touch."

"Tony, I've just witnessed something I shouldn't have even seen, and I'm so turned on by it that I don't even want to have him arrested. If Smuckers is allowed to get his pleasure... you should be allowed to get yours too. Besides.... you've been living here for about a year now, and I have to honestly say that my feelings have somewhat changed about you," he commented. "I really need it, and.... I trust you."

"You do," Tony asked, surprised.

"Yes, Tony. I do... Please.... help me." Sam stood only momentarily to slip out of his clothes and close and lock his bedroom door before laying down on the bed on his back, exposed and hard for his fat raccoon friend.

"Do you want me naked too, Sam," the raccoon asked.

"Please?"

Tony nodded, stood, stripped down out of his shorts, and laid beside Sam. He rested his paw on Sam's chest and rubbed gently. "You look pretty hot when you're completely nude, Sam."

"Thank you," Sam said, whimpering lightly from Tony's touch. "You're... quite hot too."

"Heh... never thought I'd hear you say that about me," he commented, as his paw travelled down Sams's chest and belly, resting on Sam's dick. "So Bobby's just as big as you?"

"Yeah," Sam moaned. "I only really noticed it this year. It looks like he took my dick and put it on his body."

Tony snickered at that, and started to stroke gently. "Bet you like it a lot, don't you, Sam? Your son having your nice long porcupine cock?"

"Yeah.... I... I do," Sam moaned. "Like I said... Looking at him naked makes me really hard."

"Bet you wanna touch your son, don't you," Tony teased, stroking Sam.

Sam gasped. "Tony, I can't do that... It's wrong.."

"And yet you admit to being hard as a rock looking at your son's naked body," Tony commented, stroking faster. "Think about it, Sam. You and your son, together in bed, stroking each other's dicks lovingly until you shoot your loads all over each other."

Sam moaned, and started thrusting against Tony's paw. "He's so big, Tony... It makes me... feel good to look at him."

"So why not call him in here and tell him that," Tony asked, still stroking.

"I can't tell him that, Tony. He'd freak." Sam groaned.

"You just saw him having sex with a guy that he only met an hour ago, Sam. I don't think he's going to be all that bothered." Tony told him. "Just call out to your son, Sam."

"Tony, I...." Sam tried to protest.

"You want to see your son's dick to help you shoot. Admit it." Tony teased.

"You're.... you're right Tony... I want to shoot my load while looking at my son... but... not now... Right now I just want to be with you," Sam commented.

"Alright Sam.... but I want you to tell him later. It'll drive you crazy later until you do." Tony stroked faster. "Bet you can't wait to touch your son's big dick later, huh?"

"Oh god... Tony.... I'm getting close," he whimpered.

"I know... You want to shoot your load really bad, don't you?" He stroked even faster, rubbing Sam's sac with his other paw now. "Shoot it all over Bobby?"

"Tony..." Sam whined, humping the coon's paw like mad.

"And then having him shoot all over you. You'd both be so messy then," Tony smirked. "Shoot, Sam. Shoot for Bobby. He loves you."

"Aa...ahhh...." Sam spasmed, moaned and came hard right then, coating Tony's paw and shooting halfway up his belly.

"Feel better now, Sam," Tony asked, petting Sam's cum covered tummy.

"Yeah... yeah I do," Sam said, trying to catch his breath. "Hey Tony.... Thank you."

"Any time you'll let me, Sam, I'll be happy to help you," Tony replied with a smile.

"Tony.... do you.... like my son the same way? I mean... you really seemed to be enjoying the idea of Bobby coming in here naked." Sam asked curiously.

"No... At least, I don't THINK I do.... I mean.... He's cute... and definitely attractive... but I'm not sure I'd have the courage to do something like what Smuckers did. The biggest reason is, honestly, because I'd be too afraid of it affecting my friendship with you," Tony commented.

"Then why were you egging me on," Sam asked.

"Because it was the only way you were going to get your release. I told you I like making you happy... and the thought of touching Bobby seemed to be doing that, so I wanted to help you."

"I feel really strange about this though... and I don't know how I'm going to approach Bobby about this. I know I really should talk to him, but I'm... scaed. I'm his father. I'm not supposed to look at him like that." Sam sat up, grabbing a tissue and cleaning himself off. "Tony, is there any way that maybe.... could you.... talk to him about this for me."

"Me, Sam? Why me?" Tony asked.

"I... well... I'm not sure how to go about it. I'm usually a lot more reserved about stuff like this. I just... Well.... I'm not sure I can..."

Tony put a finger to his lips, cutting Sam off. "Shhh.... Alright, Sam. I'll talk to him for you, but I don't know what you want me to say."

"Just.... tell him the truth. But... be gentle about it. Please... This feels very strange to admit to myself, let alone to my son," Sam sighed.

Tony got up and put his shorts back on. "I think I know how to go about it... Just get dressed and relax okay?"

Sam stood. "Alright... maybe I should start dinner while you two talk."

"Good idea," Tony commented before kissing Sam on the cheek. "Don't worry. Coonie will take care of everythong, okay?"

"Okay..."

Tony made his way to my dad's door, opened it and stepped out into the hall.

Back in my room, I was actually sitting on my bed quite frightened. I was sure someone had seen us... and I had no idea what was going to happen. I heard Tony and my dad talking, and heard Tony walking down the hall.

He eventually stopped at my door. "Bobby... I need to talk to you."

Yeah... yeah I kinda wondered when someone was going to say something," I sighed. "Come on in.... let's just get this over with."

"Get this over with?" Tony looked at me curiously. "No one is mad at you. I do need to talk to you though." He stepped inside, closed the door, and walked over to my bed, sitting down. "Your dad saw you and Smuckers in the shower, buddy."

"I figured as much when I saw the door open," I sighed. "Please.. don't call the police. Don't throw Smuckers out. I like him a lot! He's really sweet! I know he wasn't supposed to do what he did... but he wasn't forceful. Honest. I let him do it because I... I really liked how he looked. It wasn't just his fault. Please, Tony. Don't let Dad make him leave..."

Tony put his hand up to stop me. "Settle down... he's not mad at Smuckers either. He's not getting arrested. This is part of the reason I need to talk to you. Something has happened that I was asked to talk to you about."

I looked at him a little nervous. "Why? What happened? And.... And where's Dad?"

Tony put a paw on my shoulder. "He's starting on dinner while I talk to you. Bobby, when your dad saw you in the bathroom with Smuckers..." He stopped for a moment. "It made him hard. Seeing you in the shower got him very excited."

"Tony, that isn't funny," I frowned.

"I'm not joking," he told me very calmiy. "He was afraid to tell you, because he feels awkward about it since he's your father. As it turns out, your father finds your body quite attractive. When he saw you naked in the shower with Smuckers, he was actually scared for you at first, but when he started focusing your body, he started to get hard. He very badly wants to admit it to you, but couldn't bring himself to do it."

"My dad... is attracted to me?" I was stunned by this. Majorly stunned.

"Yes.... He says you've got a penis and sac that are just as big as his." Tony went on.

"You've never actually noticed that... in the entire year you've been here," I questioned.

"I've never looked at you down there, Bobby. I try to be respectful because I owe you and your dad a lot for letting me live here," Tony added. "I just got finished getting your dad off by teasing him a bit. He got really hard thinking about seeing you... and touching you."

My jaw hit the floor. "Dad wants to touch me?"

"More than anything. But, as your father, he believes he shouldn't cross that line." Tony sighed. "Thing is... I know he wants to.... but it might take a little encouragement on your part."

I looked Tony in the eye. I've never known Tony to lie to me. But it just seemed so unbelievable. Why would my dad be attracted to me? He never showed it. Ever. But now I'm finding out dad was stroking himself thinking of me naked. Something about that made me feel strange inside. Strange... but in a really good way. "I'd honestly kinda... like to be that close to my dad. I mean.... I have him to thank for me being so big in the first place. I kinda want to show him my appreciation for that... And knowing that he is attracted to me.... means if I do something... he won't be mad at me."

"The only way to know is to approach him, right," Tony asked, grinning.

"Yeah... yeah, you're right." I cracked a smile then. This, though, put another question in my mind. "Tony?"

"Hmm?"

"i know Smuckers likes me that way... I now know Dad does too.... What about you? Do YOU find me sexually attractive," I asked.

Tony sighed. "I think your very cute. And a wonderful cub."

"But do you think I'm sexually attractive," I asked again, prodding.

"Bobby.. don't put me on the spot like that," he commented nervously.

This made me scoot closer to him. "I don't hear a no, Tony."

"What are you doing?"

"Tony... you agreed to come talk to me about this when you could have just told Dad to do it himself. This is a really weird thing to agree to talk to me about. I don't think you'd have agreed unless there was some part of you that liked me that way too." I put my hand on his thigh.

Tony started to look nervous. "I just wanted to help your dad..."

"Uh huh.... sure... and I still don't hear you saying you want me to stop." I placed my paw on the crotch of Tony's shorts. Just as I figured, he was rock hard. "You do like me that way... I knew it."

Tony groaned. "Bobby.... why are you doing this. I'm... not like Smuckers or your dad. I'm just..."

I stopped him. "You're right. You're not like them.... You're thicker." I squeezed Tony's growing erection. "Show it to me, Tony. We've been friends for a year now. What are you scared of? You said you wanted to help my dad... Well, I want to help you." I reached for his waistband and tugged on it.

Tony pushed my paw away though. "Bobby.... come on, this isn't funny."

I could hear in his voice that his mental walls were breaking down though. I knew I was right. "Tony...please.... show me."

"I... I can't Bobby.... Your dad just told me he trusted me. I can't violate that."

"And yet, here you are talking about my dad wanting to have sex with me. I'm not buying it, Tony. I can feel you're hard. Just show me." I reached for his waistband again.

"Bobby... please..." he pushed my hand away again.

I smirked at him. He didn't want to make this easy. There was another way to get his shorts off him though... And it was much faster. I saw a hole in his shorts and stuck my finger in it quickly, letting out a claw once I'd done so and dragging it down sharply, which split his shorts open. Much to my surprise, he wasn't wearing any underwear underneath, which meant that I could now see his cock. Rock hard and thick.

Tony's eyes grew wide. "Bobby!"

"Yes, Tony," I said, relaxed and acting like I'd done nothing wrong at all.

Tony's eyes relaxed. "Why are you doing this?"

"Tell me to stop and I will," I said.. While saying this though, I pulled back the waistband on his shorts again, which were now only just barely holding together.

This time, though, Tony didn't stop me. In fact, he stayed totally silent and still, even as I took the shorts off him, took his thick erect cock in my paw and started stroking it.

"You're really huge.... Wow..."

He blushed a bit but didn't say a word otherwise.

I kept stroking slowly. As I did, I could hear Tony whimpering, like he was struggling to ignore the fact he was enjoying it. "Tony... just tell me you like me that way. I mean, I know you do... but just... admit it. You made my dad admit it.... Now it's your turn," I said as I stroked him a little quicker.

"Bobby... I do... God... you're so much like your dad.... So sweet. just like your dad." Tony shivered a bit as my paw glided up and down his erection. "You're a very hot cub."

I smiled at that. As I sat beside Tony, stroking him, I relaxed a bit myself, letting my own long, thick penis slide from my sheath. When it was all the way out, I took Tony's paw, pulling it down to let him touch me. "Do I feel as big as my dad?"

Tony moaned. "Mmmm... Yes, you certainly do."

I readjusted in the bed so I was laying down properly and coaxed Tony to join me. When he did, I cuddled up beside him, and resumed stroking him as I nuzzled into his side. "Tony... can I be honest with you about something?"

"What's that," Tony asked amidst a moan.

"I've wanted to do this with you for quite a while.... Honestly, doing what I did with Smuckers... and knowing that nobody is mad about it, kinda gives me the courage to do what I've wanted to do with you for a long time. My sheath swells up any time I hug you, Tony. I.... I really like you a lot."

"Awww.... I like you a lot too, Bobby. If I didn't, do you think I'd let you do this to me?"

I giggled. "Probably not... Cum for me, Tony. Show me you like me." I started to really pick up the pace now, which made Tony start twitching in my paw and preing pretty hard.

"Bobby.... oh, Bobby.... I'm gonna make a mess..." the ringtail moaned.

"I don't care... Maybe you'll get my dad's attention and he can join in on the fun." I kept stroking, pretty sure he was about to blow. "Do it, Tony. Please." I leaned in and kissed him on the cheek.

Tony let out a loud, long moan as his cock pulsed, shooting his seed in several spurts. "Ohh... oh jeez... I needed that."

"I know..." I told him.

"So I guess the cat's out of the bag, huh? Think I ought to tell your dad," Tony asked.

"He already knows," came my dad's voice. "Bobby, that's now twice you've forgotten to lock the door. I'm starting to think you enjoy being caught."

I blushed pretty hard. So did Tony.

Still out of breath, Tony looked at my dad. "Did you... need anything, Sam?"

"It's dinner time.... Clean up, alright?"

Tony's eyes grew again. "You're not mad..."

Dad cut him off. "Not a bit. You just made my night easier. Thank you, Tony... Now clean up... It's time to eat."

Tony quickly scrambled to his feet and dashed out of my room, running down the hall to his. I assumed it was to get another pair of shorts to put on.

Dad had still not left my doorway though. "Tony too, huh? Kinda figured this was going to happen. He was really being evasive about it when I asked him."

I stood, still naked and still hard. "Dad.... what Tony said... was he really telling the truth? Are you really..."

Dad cut me off. "Yes, Bobby." I saw his eyes go right for my erect penis. "I am... We'll talk more about it later though, alright? It's dinner time."

I couldn't help but smile. "Alright dad," I told him before he left. I went to the bathroom to wash up then headed downstairs.

Dinner was the quietest it had ever been tonight. Very little had been said at all, and, pretty much any time I looked at him, Dad would avert his gaze by looking a different direction. Tony and Smuckers weren't really talking either. It just felt very strange.

After dinner, I went back up to my room. I was beginning to feel nervous again. I didn't know why though. Supposedly, everything was fine, and nobody was angry at anyone. I couldn't help feeling weird though, and now I couldn't stop thinking about things. At this point, I just wanted some noise. I just wanted something to happen, so I did the only thing I could think of. I grabbed one of my DVDs, put it in my DVD player and turned it and my TV on. I was quickly greeted by the opening credits of one of my favorite cartoons: The Gummi Bears. I loved that cartoon, and it always helped me smile when I got upset. Admittedly, it was because I found on particular character, namely Gusto Gummi, to be quite hot. I sat there watch for a while quietly, but, as it so often happened when I watched, my paw found its way to my crotch and my swelling sheath. Before long, I was laying on my back in bed watching and stroking myself again.

I was quite hard by the time I heard my door open. I turned to look and saw my dad enter the room.

"Son... I need to talk to you," he said. He didn't seem at all surprised to have caught me again, but he didn't seem to focus on it either. "May I sit down?"

I stopped stroking then and nodded. "Sure, Dad. Please."

Sam stepped inside, closing and locking my door. "Bobby... this is not easy for me to say," he said as he sat down. "As you already know, I do find you attractive.... but I'm not sure it's a wise idea for me to do anything ."

"Why is that," I asked.

"Because I'm your father," he said to me. "A father should never cross that line with his son, no matter how attractive his son might be. I will admit, though, that seeing as big as you are for someone your age makes the idea of doing things with you very tempting. I've locked myself in my room several times over the years just to stroke myself as I think about you."

I blushed at that. "Really, Dad?"

He nodded. "Yes... I don't see the point in hiding that anymore, given what's happened today." Even as he sat there, I could see my dad fidgeting a little.

Naturally, I had to look, and dad's cock tip was beginning to poke from its' sheath. I wanted to touch it, but Dad must have expected I'd try that when I saw it, because he scooted away a little. "Dad... I love you a lot.... I know that what happened really shouldn't have, but... well, I like being this close to everyone."

My dad raised a brow at that. "You do?"

I nodded. "Yeah... I know it's weird. I know it shouldn't have ever happened, but.... I just feel... more relaxed now. Like I don't need to hide anything from anyone here anymore."

"What do you mean?"

"Well... honestly, Dad, I think about you sometimes too when I'm fapping," I told him. "I mean... I have you to thank for me being so big in the first place. I've had thoughts about us doing stuff together. I've had thoughts of you and I sharing that feeling."

Dad started fidgeting again, though he seemed to be trying not to make it as noticeable. "When did these thoughts first start?"Honestly, about a week after Tony moved in last year," I said. "I don't really know why I started doing it. I just remember being really horny that day, and you were what I focused on."

"I... I see," he said, hesitantly.

"Dad.... I think what's happened is a good thing. I feel close to Smuckers already since we shared that shower together, and I've always had a certain attraction to Tony. Today only confirmed it." I scooted closer to my dad. "I want us to be that close too."

Again, my dad scooted away. "I can't, son. I just can't. It isn't right. Thinking about each other is one thing, but, as your father, I can't touch you in that way. It isn't right."

I sighed. "So if you know it's not right, why are you just letting it happen?"

"Because I know you enjoy it. There would be a huge problem if anyone outside the house ever found out, but I can't take that away from you. I don't want to see you sad," Dad remarked. "You aren't being hurt. You openly admitted it makes you feel better. I'd be a pretty bad father if I didn't listen to how you felt and just did what I thought was right. I want you happy."

"You want me happy? Then why won't you let me love you the way I know we both want it," I said, frowning.

"I just.... can't do it, Bobby. I'm sorry." He stood then.

My eyes grew. "Dad... where are you going?"

"I'm going to bed... I'm afraid if I stay in here and keep talking it will only get worse," he said, beginning to walk toward my door.

Something inside me broke emotionally. As I watched my dad walk away, I started crying.

This made my dad freeze in his tracks. "Bobby, what's wrong," he asked as turned back to look at me.

Tears now streaming my face, I looked at him. "I had fun with Smuckers. I had fun with Tony. I want to have fun with you, and I know you want it too. You said you loved me. You said you wanted me happy. Then why are you leaving?"

My dad sighed. "Because it isn't right..."

"Neither was what I did with Tony or Smuckers, but you allowed that to happen," I argued, sniffling. "And neither is ignoring the fact you have a boner just because it's me that gave it to you."

Dad opened his mouth to speak, but nothing came out.

"Dad... I love you," I went on. "I want to share this with you. It was fun with Smuckers and Tony but... I want to share it with someone I love. Please, Dad... don't leave."

"Are you sure about this, son," Dad asked me. "There's no changing it if we do this."

I stopped crying and wiped my face clean of my tears. "I'm sure Dad. Please... just love me... and let me love you."

Dad stood there for several moments, staring at me without a word. I don't think he expected me to react the way I did. Honestly, I didn't expect to end up reacting that way either. All I knew is that my dad meant the world to me, and I wanted to show him that. Eventually, Dad gave a soft sigh and walked back to my bed, pulling me to my feet and hugging me tightly. "I'm sorry for hurting you, son. I love you."

"I forgive you, Dad..." I said, holding him. "And I love you too. Very much."

He held me, without speaking another word, for a good solid minute or two, actually caressing my back softly as he did. I could hear him whimper a bit as he hugged me. I also noticed that the more relaxed he became, the more excited he seemed to be getting. As he caressed me, I could feel his erection poking me. I didn't do anything other than rub his back in return, letting myself relax again in his grasp. Eventually, I felt my own cock growing erect as it slid from my sheath. I heard Dad let out a content sigh, before he eventually spoke. "I hate to admit this, but I do feel better."

"I knew you would," I said. "Don't worry. I won't tell anyone."

Dad let go of me then and let his eyes drift down to my crotch. "I know you won't."

"How do I look," I asked, half hesitantly.

"You look... hot, son." He shivered as he said that word, as though he was surprised he was admitting it. "Very hot."

I blushed. "So do you. Can I...." I reached for his erection.

"Only if you really want to," he said, standing still.

"I do," I told him. With that, I reached over and took his erection in my paw, making him shiver again.

He looked at my paw as he watched me stroke him. "This feels..."

"Good," I asked.

He nodded. "Yes... oh god."

I smiled and continued slowly stroking. As I did, I felt my own cock twitch; something which Dad noticed immediately.

"Do I really make you that happy, son," Dad asked.

"More than you will ever know," I replied. I could tell he was contemplating touching my erection, but he seemed to be too hesitant to do it. I stopped stroking him, only briefly, to put his hand on it.

Dad blushed hard, but didn't pull away. He took it into his paw and stroked it. "You really are as big as me," he commented. "Makes me wonder how big you're going to be when you get older."

That made me chuckle. "Who knows? Hopefully even bigger." I kept stroking my dad. "You'd like that... wouldn't you, Dad?"

He moaned. "Ohh... yes... yes I would," he said quietly. His cock twitched again, preing a little onto my paw, and doing his best to keep stroking me.

We stood there for several moments stroking each other slowly. I couldn't really explain it, but, in that time we spent stroking each other, I felt really happy. For close to a year, I'd thought about doing this with him, and now, thanks to what had happened today, I was finally getting that chance, and it felt wonderful. A part of me did wonder if this was all a dream, but I didn't care whether it was or not at that point, because I was finally getting to do something with my dad that I've wanted for a very long time, and it was clear that Dad was enjoying it just as much as I was.

At one point, he stopped stroking me. I opened my mouth to ask if something was wrong, but my dad then did something I was not expecting. He kissed me. Not on the forehead, like he does before bed, but rather on the lips. Not only that, but he wrapped his paws around me, hugging me tightly.

I practically melted in my dad's paws at that point, kissing and hugging him back. When we broke the kiss, I smiled. "Dad... what was that for?"

He smiled back. "For helping me to get this off my chest. This is something I've needed to talk to you about for quite some time. I was just too nervous to ask, because I was afraid you'd freak out."

I let go of him and sat on my bed. He joined me. "Today has been interesting for me, but I've loved every minute of it. I'll be honest, though. If it never happened with the other two again, I'd be okay with it, as long as you and I could stay this close."

"I'm touched to hear you say that," Dad said, a tear forming in his eye.

I reached up and wiped it away. "I mean it. These last few minutes have been great. I learned that you loved me in a way I never thought possible. I'm getting to do something I've only dreamed about with you... and I get to see just how big you really are." With those words, I put my paw back on my dad's boner and started stroking him again.

He shivered once more. "Oh god... Bobby, your paw feels so nice."

"I'm glad you like it," I commented. "I'm enjoying this too."

Dad humped my paw lightly; his erection throbbing with each stroke. "I'm glad," he commented.

"I still can't believe you and I are doing this," I said, stroking faster.

"Neither can I," Dad groaned. "Feels so good though."

I stopped stroking him. "I know something else that I think you'd like too..."

"What's that," he asked, looking at me.

I was quiet for a moment, not quite sure how to approach the subject. "Dad... would you... umm..."

"Would I what, son," he questioned.

"Dad... would you put your penis... inside me," I asked, hesitantly.

His eyes grew when he heard that. "Son?"

"I want you to hump me... I want to feel what it's like to have you inside me," I told him.

"I don't know if I should. I mean, I wouldn't want to hurt you, and it can hurt if you've never done it before."

I continued stroking my dad as I spoke. "I know... but... but I trust you. You're already hard, and... well, I know you will be gentle with me."

"Well, of course I would, but... are you sure you want me to," he asked. Not really sounding scared, but rather just sounding like he wanted to make sure.

"Please."

"Alright... lay here on the edge of the bed on your back... and raise your legs for me," he instructed.

"Just a second, Dad," I told him. I stripped out of my shirt and cap. Dad followed my actions. I then did as he had asked, laying on the bed with my legs raised. "Like this?"

"That's good. Now, I'm going to take this nice and slow, alright? I want you to tell me if you're uncomfortable, even if it's only a little," he said, before positioning himself. His erection was now poking my tailhole.

I nodded, preparing myself. "Go ahead. I'm ready."

Dad looked at me quietly for another moment, almost as though he was still unsure, but when he saw my relaxed face, he very slowly pushed in his tip.

I gave a little whimper at first, which caused my dad to stop moving completely. "I'm okay. Really. Just need to get used to it."

"Tell me when to continue, son," he said.

I took a couple deep breaths and smiled again. "Keep going."

He pushed inside me deeper. I could hear another small moan escape my dad's muzzle the deeper inside he got. As he pushed his entire length inside me, I moaned too. "Dad.... wow... it feels so big."

"Want me to pull out," he asked, concerned.

I moaned again. "No... Please don't. I like it."

Dad looked at my crotch again, seeing my boner twitch. "I can see that."

"Start humping.... I want you to enjoy it too," I told him.

He nodded and very slowly started fucking me then. "Oh, I am, son. Believe me, I am."

"How does it feel," I asked.

"Feels amazing," he said, picking up his pace a little. "How does it feel for you?"

"Best feeling I've ever had," I told him. Out of instinct, I clenched my ass around his cock, which made my dad moan louder.

"I have a bit of a... confession to make, Bobby," my dad said as he humped.

"What's that," I asked.

"You're not the only one who finds fatter furs attractive," he told me. "Over the last year, since Tony's been around, I've discovered I find them attractive too."

I chuckled at that. "I figured as much when Tony told me he helped you cum earlier. So what are you gonna do with Smuckers now here too?"

Dad moaned and picked up the pace again. "I don't know... but I do have to admit, I found it quite hard to keep myself from rubbing his belly when we met in Florida."

"Why didn't you just do it," I asked, clenching again.

"I didn't know how he'd react to that. Granted, I wasn't expecting things to turn out like this," he said as he fucked me. "Oh god.... Son, I'm close."

"Cum in me. Really hard. Let everything out like you've wanted to do all year," I said, clenching once more. "Cum in your son. Show him you love him."

"Bobby.... Oh Bobby, here it comes," he said amidst another moan. He thrust in one last time and twitched over and over. I felt his cock pulse inside me several times as he shot his load. When he finished, he pulled out and flopped on the bed beside me. "Thank you..." he said, sounding exhausted.

"Happy to help," I said, cuddling against him.

He smiled at me. "Bobby?"

"Yeah, dad?"

He moved his paw to my erection again. "You haven't cum yet... Want me to help?"

"Yeah... Please," I whimpered.

It was only then that my dad finally noticed my TV was on. He saw Gusto talking with Gruffi. "Is this what you were jerking off to when I came in?"

I blushed and nodded; my cock twitching in his paw. "Gusto is my favorite Gummi Bear."

Dad chuckled and started stroking me again. "Makes you really hard, huh?"

"Ye....esss," I said as he continued.

"What would you do if he were real," he asked.

"Real.... oh jeez..." I started humping Dad's paw pretty hard.

"And what would you do if he decided he was horny and wanted to play," he continued, now obviously egging me on.

"Dad.... oh god..." I whimpered.

"What if he decided to take your boner into his muzzle and suck on it?"

"In... his muzzle...." were the only words I got out before I felt my dad muzzle my cock, sucking on it lightly. I looked down at him; my eyes growing. "D...Dad..."

He didn't stop. In fact, he picked up the pace, bobbing up and down on my length. As he sucked me, he moved a paw to the onderside of my sac and rubbed it gently.

This caused me to moan out even more, as I felt myself preing in his muzzle. "Feels so good." Ignoring the TV completely now, my eyes were completely focused on my dad.

He kept going, sucking as hard as he could while rubbing my sac gently.

I wasn't going to last much longer at this rate. I started humping his muzzle rapidly. "Dad... getting close..."

He didn't stop. He kept sucking and rubbing me. It was clear he wasn't going to give up.

With a loud moan, I finally shot my load in my dad's awaiting muzzle. I could feel my cock pulse several times as my dad took it all. When I finally stopped cumming, Dad backed off me. "Dad.... why did you do that?"

He smiled. "Because I've wanted to do that all year."

I smiled back. "Thank you," I said as a yawn escaped my muzzle.

You're welcome," he said. "Ready for bed, Bobby?"

I nodded. "Yeah, I think so.... But.... Dad... will you sleep with me tonight, please?"

"Tonight, and any night you want me to," he commented. He then got off the bed.

I did the same, walking over to the TV and shutting it off before walking back to my bed and pulling back the sheets. I then got in, still naked, being quickly joined by my dad. "Hey Dad..."

"Hmmm?"

"This has been the best night of my life," I said, kissing his muzzle.

He kissed back in return. "Mine too."

"Hold me?"

Dad nodded and pulled the sheets up over us before wrapping his paws around me, holding me close. "How's this?"

"Perfect," I said contently, snuggling into my dad's fur. "Good night, Dad. I love you."

"Good night, Bobby," he said. "I love you too."

Snuggled close to my dad, I closed my eyes then, quickly falling asleep. Dad followed quickly after.

Several hours later, just outside my door, Tony was walking down the hall in his nightshirt. Unable to sleep, Tony had gone to the bathroom to get a drink of water. Upon getting it, he gulped it down before heading back out into the hall. While he was walking back to his room though, he passed by the room his friend was sleeping in, and he could hear him snoring lightly.

As Tony opened the door, he saw that Smuckers was laying in bed asleep. As he lay there sleeping, Tony very slowly tiptoed in, closing the door gently behind him. He made his way over to the foot of the bed, and looked at his skunk friend. He stood there several seconds, as though thinking about something, before he walked around to one side of it. He smiled as he stood there queitly. Eventually, he reached up and pulled back the sheets slowly.

Smuckers never moved, remaining asleep. Moving the sheets also showed that the fat skunk was completely nude underneath them; something Tony was not at all phased by and, in fact, was quite pleased to see.

"He looks so cute when he's asleep," Tony muttered to himself. Seeing Smuckers' exposed belly, Tony reached over to rub it, but stopped just inches from touching in when he saw the skunk shift positions. He froze nervously until it was clear that his friend was not awake, but then decided it was best not to risk any further trouble. With one last look over him, Tony covered his friend again.

Smuckers was still silent with his eyes shut tight. He was now snoring a bit louder.

Tony turned to walk back to the bedroom door then, but, mid-step, found that he could not get far. Tony's eyes grew when he realized that Smuckers had awakened and was now holding his arm. "Uhhh..."

"Tony.... what are you doing in my room," the skunk asked. "I thought you'd be asleep by now."

The coon turned back to look at him. "Yeah... I was having trouble sleeping and went to get a drink. Usually helps," he said.

"And you found a drink in my room," Smuckers asked, raising a brow.

"No... I.... uhh... I just came in to make sure you were sleeping okay," Tony lied. "You were making a lot of noise in here."

"Snoring... what's wrong with that. You snore when you sleep too," he said, still holding Tony's arm. "And you know I snore. I've had you at my apartment several times."

"I just... uhhh...." Tony stammered.

Smuckers looked at Tony silently for a moment before he spotted the real problem. "Tony...." He let go of Tony's arm and pointed at the tent under his nightshirt.

Tony took a couple step back before falling backward on the carpeted floor with a thud. He quickly scrambled back to his feet. "Smuckers, I'm sorry... It's just that I haven't seen you in a really long time, and I miss the fun you and I used to have together. I just wanted to..."

Smuckers cut him off. "To see me naked again, right?"

Tony went quiet and just nodded.

Smuckers chuckled at that. "You have no idea how many times I've caught you coming into my room at my apartment, do you?"

Tony's eyes grew. "You knew I was doing it.... this whole time?"

"Why do you think I always left the bedroom door unlocked, Tony," he said.

Tony couldn't bring himself to look at his friend and, instead, was looking down at his own feet, unaware his friend was actually smiling now. "I'm sorry," he frowned. "I guess I should be a bit more respectful when you're sleeping. I promise not to come in here anymore." He turned away to walk off again, only to find his progress hindered again as Smuckers grabbed his arm.

"I'm going to tell you the same thing I told Bobby. If you want to be respectful, stop trying to run," Smuckers said. "I'm not angry, Tony. Just relax."

"You're not," Tony asked, looking at Smuckers again.

The skunk just smiled and scooted over in the bed. "No, I'm not. Now come here..."

"Wha?"

"I said come here.... in the bed... with me," he repeated. "If I didn't stop a cub from being with me when I'm naked, I'm certainly not going to stop one of my best friends. Get in the bed, Tony."

"You sure, Smuckers," Tony asked.

"Either get in this bed on your own. or I'll pull you into it," the skunk commented, sounding both joking and serious at the same time.

Tony nodded and sat on the edge of the bed. He started to pull the sheets upover him, but Smuckers then stopped him. "What? What'd I do?"

"Lose the nightshirt, Tony."

"O... kay...." Tony remarked cautiously. He stood, slipped off the nightshirt, then got back in the bed and made to pull the sheets up once more.

Again, though, Smuckers stopped him. "We're not going to sleep yet, Tony."

"We aren't," Tony questioned. "Why not?"

"Kinda hard to go to sleep with a boner, don't you think?"

"Well... yeah... kinda," Tony nodded, blushing. "Uhhh... Smuckers... I have a confession I gotta make."

"What? You mean the fact that you love me," Smuckers asked, grinning again.

"How did you..."

"Oh come on, Tony. Why else would you sneak into my room to look at me sleep? Why else would I hear you muttering my name in your room when you're fapping?"

Tony blushed hard. "You're a lot more observant than I thought."

Smuckers said nothing more but began rubbing the coon's chest. After a few moments he them moved down to his belly, then, a few moments later, to his crotch. "Quite a thick cock you have."

Tony moaned. "Yeah, I know."

Smuckers started to stroke it a bit. "Bet you shoot quite a bit thinking about me, don't you?"

He nodded. "Uh huh."

"What do you think about us doing?"

Tony looked at him. "Actually... I've always wanted to fuck you."

"Oh really," the skunk commented, raising a brow. "Would you want to do that right now."

"Well, I'm definitely hard enough that I could," Tony joked.

"How do you want me, Tony?"

"Think you can manage on your back with your legs up," the coon asked.

Smuckers nodded then and re-positioned himself on the bed on his back before lifting his legs up and exposing his tailhole. "Go for it, coonie."

Tony chuckled a bit and positioned himself between his friend's legs, lining up his erection and pushing it against his friends hole. With a gentle thrust, the coon slid in. "Mmmm...."

The skunk let out a long moan. "Ohh... Tony, that feels so big."

"I know, my big skunkie. It's okay. I know you can take it," Tony said in a soothing voice. He started slowly humping then.

Smuckers' moan got louder. "Oh jeez. Keep going," he said, clenching down on the coon cock inside.

"I intend to," Tony told him. "I wanna fill my skunkie." He began to pick up the pace. As he humped, he saw Smuckers' cock twitch a couple times and moved a paw to grab it. "And I want to make him cum good and hard too."

Smuckers squirmed over and over as Tony started to stroke him. The more Tony humped him, the louder his moan became. "Tony.... ohhh..."

Tony just chuckled a bit and kept humping, stroking his friend as he did. "I'm about ready to shoot, skunkie," he said as he humped and stroked even faster.

"Mmmm... me too.... Keep going coonie... I want you to let loose inside me, like you've always wanted to," Smuckers replied, clenching again.

"Hey Smuckers... I love you," Tony groaned, shoving in as deep as he could before moaning out loud and cumming hard. Even as he came, he was still stroking.

Not a second later, Smuckers let out a moan and shot his load all over Tony's paw. "Ohhh.... I love you too, Tony. Thank you."

Tony pulled out and flopped onto the bed beside his skunk friend. "Anytime," he said with a smile.

Smuckers kissed Tony then gently, and laid in the bed properly, ushering Tony to join him. "Think you can sleep now?"

Tony kissed back climbing in beside him. "Uh huh. Good night." As he said this, he pulled up the sheets to cover the two of them.

Smuckers then put his paws around Tony and pulled him close so that their bellies rubbed together. He then chuckled. "Two fat furs snuggled together in one bed."

"And I couldn't be happier," Tony replied, nuzzling against him. "Good night, skunkie."

"Good night, coonie," Smuckers replied, giving Tony a gentle kiss before the two of them fell asleep.

By the time I woke up the next morning, my dad was already awake. Sniffing the air a bit told me someone was making breakfast too. I quickly got dressed and headed into the hall, where I noticed the light in Smuckers' room was on. I padded over and could hear Dad talking to Tony. I knocked on the door.

"Come on in, Bobby," Tony called out from behind it.

I opened the door. "How'd you know it was me?"

He just laughed. "Smuckers is downstairs making breakfast, and never leaves the kitchen if he's cooking. Since Sam was already in here with me, that left just you."

I nodded, then looked at my dad, who was also dressed now. "I wasn't interrupting anything, was I Dad?"

He shook his head. "No, son. We were just talking about a few things."

"You were talking about me, weren't you," I asked.

"Good guess," Tony remarked. "Mostly just about how happy you seemed with everything that happened yesterday."

"I've really enjoyed it," I said. "Feels like I'm a lot closer to you guys now."

"I feel closer to you too, honestly," my dad told me. "But we have to be very careful. If anyone finds out, we can get in a lot of trouble."

"I understand. Don't worry. I won't tell anyone," I said. I walked over and sat on the bed between the two of them. "You guys mean a lot to me."

Dad put his arm around me and hugged me to him then. "You mean a great deal to me Bobby."

"Same here," Tony replied.

As I sat there with Dad, I couldn't help but look down at his crotch. When I did, I noticed his sheath was swollen a bit. I chuckled at that.

"What's so funny, son," Dad asked me.

"Looks like I interrupted more than just you two talking," I said.

My dad looked really embarrassed. "Yeah well... I mean... Tony and I..."

I chuckled again and stood. As I did, I glanced at Tony too, whose sheath was also a little swollen. "I'll leave you two alone. I'm gonna go see how breakfast is coming along."

Dad opened his mouth to say something, but nothing came. Instead, he just nodded.

I left the room then, being sure to shut the door behind me. I then padded down the hall, down the stairs, and into the kitchen. "Smuckers?"

The skunk was in his pajamas when he saw me. "Hey kiddo. Sleep okay?"

"Yeah... slept just fine, you," I asked.

"Best night I've had in years," he told me. He was just finishing making pancakes by the looks of it. "Hey Bobby, would you mind helping me set the table?"

"Sure, no problem," I padded over to one of the cabinets and pulled out some plates, putting htem on the table, along with some silverware and napkins.

"So..." he paused a second. "How was it sleeping naked with your dad?"

I wasn't really surprised by the fact he knew that I had slept naked with dad, but more just how casual he was being about it. "I loved it. Dad made me really happy last night."

"Glad to hear it," he said, turning off the stovetop after finishing the last couple pancakes.

Surprisingly, not a minute later, Tony and my dad came into the kitchen, almost as though they knew breakfast was ready.

Breakfast was actually kinda nice. Since it was Saturday, and that was usually our movie night, we made plans to rent a few for us to watch together. All four of us. I loved movie night as it was, but now with things the way they were, I was sure it was going to be enjoyable. Dad had also mentioned that he planned to take the four of us out to eat later today too. When we finished breakfast, I headed back up to my room playing video games for a while. With all that had gone on, I didn't even bother closing the door. It didn't appear the others minded either, and, in fact, on several occasions, someone would peek their head in on me me, smile or laugh then leave.

It was around five or so before I was asked to take a shower. Dad agreed to shower with me too, and I have to say that I've never had a shower feel so nice in my life. Dad's paws felt wonderful, even though all he had done was wash me and occasionally kiss me. I enjoyed washing him too. Dad didn't even stop me when I started washing his crotch or his butt. He actually seemed to really enjoy it. When we finished the shower, Smuckers and Tony took one. Afterward, we all got dressed to head out to the restaurant.

We ended up going to a very nice Italian restaurant. We got in and got to a table pretty quickly, because it wasn't too full. Once we got to the table, we ordered our drinks and started looking over the menu. There was a lot to choose from. I went with the spaghetti and meatballs; Dad got a plate of lasagna; Smuckers got Fettuccine Alfredo; and Tony had ordered some Ravioli.

After things were ordered though, I suddenly got a really bad urge to use the bathroom. "Hey Dad... I need to use the restroom. I'll be right back."

"Go ahead, son," he told me.

Tony spoke up then. "Think I'll go too. Back in a minute. Come on, Bobby." He stood and led me off to the bathroom, leaving Dad and Smuckers there at the table.

Smuckers then turned to my dad. "Sam, I really don't know how I'm ever going to thank you for letting me stay in your home."

"It wasn't too hard of a decision, Smuckers. You needed a home, and Bobby didn't mind. I wouldn't have been able to live with myself if I refused. I don't regret the decision at all," Sam told him.

"Even with what's happened yesterday," the skunk asked.

Sam paused a moment, then nodded. "Yes, even with what's now happened. Bobby seems happier because of it."

"Well, what about you, Sam?"

Dad looked at the blue skunk. "I'll admit that the situation is a bit weird, but... well... I love my son. Tony's very sweet... and you... well, let's just say I'm very curious to see where things go with you around too."

"What do you mean, Sam," he asked.

"Smuckers... you know Bobby loves fatter furs right," Sam asked.

Smuckers nodded. "Yeah, that was made pretty clear yesterday."

"Well... he's not the only one..."

Smuckers chuckled then.

"What's so funny," Dad asked curiously.

"You're just as cute as your son, Sam. You know that," he told Dad.

Sam blushed a little. "Thank you."

"You're welcome..." Smuckers replied. As he did, he actually scooted his chair closer to Sam.

This made dad give a nervous chuckle. "What are you doing?"

"Just scooting closer to ya, Sam. Is that okay," he asked.

"Uhh... yeah sure," Dad said with a nod. When Smuckers did, Dad gave a little whimper. "Hey... uhhh... Smuckers..."

"Yes?"

"I... uhhh.... never mind..." Dad remarked nervously. He squirmed a bit in his chair.

Smuckers chuckled again. "It's okay, Sam. I'm no more bothered by you liking me than I was when Bobby admitted it. Wouldn't really mind if you wanted to rub my belly sometime either. Maybe I could rub yours."

Dad froze. "What?"

Smuckers then scooted right beside him and nuzzled agianst him, which made my dad jump. "Take it easy... I won't hurt you."

"I know that but... Smuckers, we're in public," Dad argued. "So? No one's gonna see us. We're all the way in back, and there's hardly anyone here. You want to rub my belly, don't you Sam?" He reached over and took my dad's paw.

"I.... okay, yeah I do... but.... right here?"

Smuckers just chuckled again. "Right here..." He took my dad's paw and stuffed it under his shirt, to allow him to rub it. "Feels big, doesn't it?"

Sam shivered. "Feels really big, Smuckers. Oh jeez."

"Is it making you hard yet," Smuckers asked, dropping to a whisper.

"Y..... Yes...." Sam stammered as he continued rubbing.

"Thought as much. You can rub as much as you want, Sam. I certainly don't mind." As he said this, he reached, with his own paw, under the table and groped Sam, whose sheath was quite swollen now.

Dad jumped again. "Smuckers! Someone's gonna see."

"Not as long as you keep your voice down," the skunk said softly. He groped Sam again, who then just relaxed as his cock slid out of his sheath completely.

"Oh god.... that paw.... feels so nice. And your belly.... so big." Sam groaned as Smuckers started stroking him.

"I'm glad you're enjoying it.... I'm wondering, though... what would you do if Bobby ever got as big as me?"

"Bobby? If he got as big as you... Oh god..." Dad shivered again, and started humping the skunk's paw as he sat there.

"Think about it, Sam... You already have me and Tony really fat... What if Bobby was as fat as we were? Or even fatter."

Dad groaned again. "Oh jeez.... Smuckers, I don't know what I'd do."

"Oh? I think I do," the skunk leaned in and whispered into Dad's ear, stroking even faster. "You'd hump him, Sam. You'd hump him and cum all over him. You know you would."

"Smuckers.... you're gonna make me...." Dad shivered once more.

"Good.... Then Bobby will come back, and he'll eat and just start getting fatter for you," the skunk egged him on. "That's what you want, isn't it? To have Bobby really fat?" He stroked even faster.

"Smuckers.... Oh god... so much fat..." Dad by this point pulled his hand away from the skunk's tummy seconds before he let out a stifled moan, shooting his load in the skunk's paw and on the floor.

Smuckers then grabbed a napkin off the table, and used it to clean up Sam's cock as well as his paw. "Feel better now?"

"Yeah... yeah I do," Sam commented, as his cock slipped back into his sheath. "Now I wanna return the favor... but... but not here at the table."

Almost immediately after those words, Dad spotted Tony and I coming back from the bathroom. Smuckers stood when he saw us coming. "Now it's our turn."

Dad stood as well, trying to act as though nothing had happened. Both Tony and I noticed, though, that Dad was discretely trying to keep his crotch covered with his shirt. "Be back in a minute, you two," Dad said.

Smuckers then headed to the bathroom with Dad following. When they got there, they stepped inside. Once inside, they noticed that it was a single person's bathroom, so, to keep anyone else from coming in, Smuckers locked the door. He then turned to Sam, and without a word, slid off his shirt for him. "There... now it's just you and me in here."

Dad shivered a bit. "Yeah... I gotta ask though... why did you do that at the table?"

"I knew you wanted it, Sam. That was a good enough reason for me." Smuckers then reached over and began to take off Sam's sweater-vest and shirt. Sam moaned as Smuckers' touch once more. "And I also know for a fact there's something you still want to do with me. There is, isn't there?"

Sam looked to make sure the bathroom door was indeed locked then turned to Smuckers. "Yeah.... yeah there is."

"So what's stopping you?"

"Nothing at this point, I suppose. You don't mind," Dad asked.

"Not a bit. I could really use it right about now," the skunk told him. "Go ahead."

Sam hesitantly nodded and unbuttoned and unzipped the pants Smuckers was wearing. They fell to the floor immediately. He then nervously put his paw around the waistband of his briefs and slowly pulled them down. His eyes were met quickly after by the skunk's erection, which slid out of his sheath.

"You like," he asked.

Dad nodded. "Yes, I do... Can I..." he stopped.

Smuckers nodded, encouragingly. "Please do."

Sam took a couple breaths, then got on his knees and started linking the skunk's cock tip.

This made Smuckers start shivering a little. "Mmm... that feels nice, Sam."

Sam continued licking the cock tip for a minute, then looked up and smiled. "How about I make it feel better then?"

Smuckers nodded.

Sam then took the skunk's large, thick cock into his muzzle and began bobbing along the length. As he did, he reached up with a free paw and began lightly caressing his sac.

"Ooh.... Sam..." The skunk began lightly humping. "Your muzzle is warm."

Sam just kept sucking while gently massaging the skunk's sac.

"I think I agree with your son, by the way. It's kinda nice to know the four of us can be this close," he said.

"Mmhmm," Sam replied while still sucking on the cock. He began to pick up the pace a little.

"You and Bobby have been so nice to me. After what happened in your bathroom when I discovered you had seen what I did, I was almost certain I was going to end up....."

Sam came off the cock for a moment. "Smuckers... don't dwell on it now.... Just relax and enjoy." he then took the skunk's cock into his muzzle again and started sucking hard.

This made the skunk groan rather loudly, as he felt his orgasm building again. "Sam.... I'm gonna cum soon." As he humped, he reached down and started rubbing Sam's ears.

Sam took this as encouragement and started sucking as hard as possibly could, bobbing up and down along the length and lightly squeezing Smuckers' sac.

"Here it comes..." the skunk warned. He thrust in one more time and shot his load into the elder porcupine's muzzle. Several ropes of cum his the back of Sam's throat. When his orgasm subsided, he staggered backward a bit before catching his balance using the nearby wall. "Thank you Sam... That felt wonderful."

Sam stood then and smiled at him. "I'm glad you enjoyed it."

"Did you," the skunk asked.

"Yes. Very much so. Smuckers... I want to make something clear. Although I do feel awkward the situation ever came up... I'm glad it did." Sam told him as he began getting dressed again. "This helped me get a secret out that I really should have told my son years ago. I was just too scared to do it."

"I swear to you, Sam. I'm not just some sick pervert whose sole intention was to cause trouble," Smuckers told him, as he started to get dressed again too. "It just.... got to a point where I thought letting it happen was better than ignoring it."

"We'll never know at this point, but at least we can all be close now," Sam commented.

"Yeah... Hey Sam?"

"Hmm?" Sam looked at him.

Smuckers wrapped his paws around Sam then, kissing him deeply on the muzzle.

Sam did very little to resist it and seemed to have actually enjoyed it, kissing back in return. When they broke the kiss, Sam spoke. "What was that for?"

"For being a loving porcupine," he said. He then unlocked the door. "Come on... I'm sure our food's probably getting cold."

The two of them returned to the table then, As Smuckers had guessed, the food was now sitting at the table. Bobby and Tony were eating already.

"Hope you two had fun," Tony remarked.

Sam blushed hard as he sat down beside Smuckers. "Just eat your food, Tony."

The coon snickered and resumed eating his meal. Dinner was pretty uneventful after that. When we finished eating, Dad paid for the food and we headed over to the video store. We spent about fifteen minutes there picking out a movie before heading home.

Once we got inside and got settled again, Dad put the movie in the DVD player. We picked a really interesting one about a family of lions that started on a road trip together to Disneyland but they get stopped midway due to a bad storm. Smuckers and Tony sat on the couch, Dad was sitting in his recliner, and I was watching the movie sitting on the floor right in front of the TV. The four of were also completely nude at this point, purely because we decided we wanted to just relax and enjoy things for the night.

The movie kinda started off slow. The family was talking about going to Disneyland, then the trip getting started. The cub in the movie actually seemed a lot like me in fact. Kinda shy and quiet. Something about that had me paying close attention to him. Most movies I've watched have ended up with the quietest character being the most interesting one. I must have been getting a little too into it though, because I heard Tony muttering.

Tony leaned over and whispered to Smuckers. "Bobby sure is enjoying that movie, isn't he?"

"Sure seems to be," Smuckers replied. "Maybe a little more than he should be. Look." He pointed at me.

As I was sitting there, though it was hard to tell, I was actually squirming a bit. I couldn't really help it. The quiet lion cub looked really cute, and what little he did speak, he sounded very sweet too.

My dad turned to look in their direction. "C'mon you two... We're supposed to be watching the movie, not watching Bobby," he whispered.

"Just pointing it out is all," Smuckers whispered back. "Besides, Sam, he doesn't appear to be the only one who can't sit still."

"I don't know what you're talking about," Dad insisted. "The cub's cute, but that doesn't mean I have an attraction to it all of a sudden."

"No," Tony commented. "But Bobby, on the other hand, seems to be making you squirm a lot tonight."

Dad did his best to stop moving entirely.

"Oh come on, Sam." Tony added. "What's the point in hiding it? Every one of us knows already, and we're all guilty of loving him in that way too. No one else is ever going to know. We might as well just enjoy it. Besides, you know Bobby enjoys it just as much as we do."

Sam just sighed. He didn't want to admit it, but he knew Tony was right. Clearing his throat, he spoke up. "You doing okay, Son?"

I turned to look back at him. "Yeah fine... Just... well... this cub's kinda cute, don't you think?"

"Not as cute as you," Dad commented.

I blushed at that. "Thanks, dad."

"I can't help but notice you're really getting into the movie. Or maybe it's just that little cub that's getting you excited," Dad continued.

I gave a little chuckle at that. "Can't help it."

"Your dad never said anything was wrong with it, Bobby," Smuckers chimed in.

"Would you like some company down there on the floor," Tony asked. "Feel kinda bad that you're down there alone."

"Yeah, sure. I'd like that," I told him.

Almost immediately, Tony stood and walked over to where I was sitting. Both Dad and Smuckers did the same.

"There... now if you get excited, one of us can help you." Tony commented, reaching over to give me a brief grope.

I let out a gentle whimper. "Th... thanks Tony."

My dad actually sat right beside me, with Tony on my other side and Smuckers sitting beside him. With us all sitting there, we resumed watching the movie.

I have to admit, that while the cub himself was getting me excited, it didn't really help matters that now the others were sitting right there with me. I saw something out of the corner of my eye though that told me that we wouldn't be focusing on the movie much longer. "Hey Dad?"

Dad looked at me. "Yes?"

"You can just let it out if you want," I replied, acting as though the statement wasn't weird at all.

Dad laughed a little. "Wanna see it again that badly, son?"

"Yeah, I do... Haven't seen it since the shower earlier," I casually commented.

This made Tony and Smuckers chuckle a bit.

Dad gave a gentle sigh and just let himself relax. Slowly, I saw Dad's cock poke out. When he was fully unsheathed, I reached over and groped him, causing Dad to moan. "Bobby... that felt good."

"Yeah, I know," I said with a giggle. I let my cock slip out too. "Usually does."

"Mind if I ask a stupid question, kiddo," Smuckers looked at me.

"Go ahead," I told him.

"Are you always this horny?"

"When I'm around you guys, yeah," I remarked. "Which reminds me," I looked back at dad. "You got to suck me last night.... would you mind if I returned the favor?"

"You mean right now," Dad asked.

"Yeah, why not," I asked.

"I don't mind... I'm already hard anyway," he replied.

"You mind me getting in on the fun too, Bobby," Tony asked.

"Did you wanna suck on my dad too," I asked.

"No no... actually I was wondering if you'd mind if I humped you," the coon commented, a soft smile on his face.

"Yeah sure... I'd like that."

Tony laid on his back then rolled on his side, patting the spot in front of him for me to lay in front of him.

As I did, Dad got on his knees and scooted close enough that I could take his cock into my muzzle. Dad's dick was nice and long, just like mine. I could barely get it all in my muzzle. Once I'd gotten a comfortable pace going, I actually felt Tony put his pudgy arm around me.

He started rubbing my belly a little and very slowly pushed his way into me. My eyes grew feeling him stretch me out, making me whimper a bit. The scond Tony heard me whimper around my dad's cock, he froze. "Bobby, are you alright?"

I came off my dad's cock momentarily. "I'm alright.... you're just... a lot thicker than Dad, that's all. Keep going."

"You sure," he asked.

"Uh huh," I told him. I then resumed sucking on my dad. As I did, Tony resumed pushing in. I felt him stretch me again and, eventually, felt Tony's thick cock slide in. Both of us moaned when he did. I felt Tony beginning to hump me lightly as I resumed sucking on my dad's dick.

He was really enjoying it too. After a couple moments, he started lightly humping my muzzle. It wasn't easy to take at first, but after a little while I was able to take thrusting in me just as easily as I took Tony humping me.

I was now sucking my dad hard, doing my best to make it feel good. It must have been working because Dad's humping got faster. I was so focused on pleasing Dad though, that I didn't even notice that Smuckers had re-positioned himself so he was laying with his head beside my crotch.

Without so much as a word, he started licking my cock tip. He then took it into his muzzle and began bobbing up and down on it, licking from the base of my erection all the way to the tip, over and over again.

This was turning out to be an interesting night. I've got Smuckers sucking me, Tony humping me, and I'm sucking my dad's cock. This was definitely not something I would have ever believed would happen, but I was enjoying every second of it. I resumed sucking Dad, slowly going faster and faster the longer I sucked him. I seemed to have made it next to impossible for Dad to stay silent.

Every couple seconds, I could hear him let out a gentle moan, and, whenever he did, he would reach down and rub my ears a little, which only made me suck harder. After sucking on my dad for a good solid minute or two, I finally heard what I was waiting for.

With a loud moan, my dad thrust into my muzzle one last time, shooting his seed deep inside it. I did my best to gulp it, but some of it didn't go down the first time, forcing me to swallow again; not that I really minded that. My dad then backed off me and smiled. "Bobby... thank you," he said, panting between his words.

"Happy to help, Dad," I told him. I then looked down to where Smuckers was. He was now sucking on my boner quite rapidly, also rubbing the sides of my legs. Wanting to encourage him to keep going, I reached down and rubbed his ears a little.

The skunk did seem to enjoy it, as he began sucking even harder and faster. I couldn't help but moan as he did. Behind me, I could feel Tony's pace picking up too. Each time he thrust in, he went as far in as he could get before pulling out again then thrusting back in.

"I'm gonna cum in ya, pokeypine," Tony teased, still rubbing my belly as he humped.

"Do it, coonie. Please... I want it," I moaned, clenching my butt around his erection.

Tony actually leaned in and nibbled a bit on my ear at that point, which made my eyes grow again.

Coupled with the fact I was already about to lose it with Smuckers sucking me, the nibbling sent me over the edge. With a loud moan, i thrust forward into Smuckers' muzzle and came hard, shooting my load hard.

The moan also seemed to set Tony off. He thrust in a couple more times, chirring a bit as he came hard inside me. "Mmmm.... Thank you Bobby."

"Thank you.... that actually felt really good," I commented.

"So, should we finish watching the movie now," Smuckers asked.

"Not yet," I commented.

"Why not, kiddo?"

"Because you haven't cum yet, Smuckers. I want you to relieve yourself too. That way we can all relax," I told him.

Smuckers grinned at that. When my dad saw that, though, he whispered something to him. I couldn't hear what. "Sam.... are you sure?"

"Trust me.... Bobby mutters in his sleep. I know he'll enjoy it." Dad told him with a nod.

"Well... okay..." he said. He then looked at me. "Lay on your back for me, kiddo."

I raised a brow at that, but did as he had asked. I laid on my back then looked at him. "Okay.... now what."

Smuckers stood and positioned himself above me so that he was standing over me at chest level, but he was facing the opposite direction, so that his butt and his tail were facing me. He then gave a small, relaxed sigh, and slowly let his tail drop, right on my face.

Apparently Dad caught me muttering about how I liked big fluffy tails. That had to have been what my dad told him. I wasn't about to complain about it though. I took hold of his tail, hugging it to my chest, and started petting and stroking the soft fur.

Smuckers just chuckled. "You like my tail, Bobby?"

I nodded furiously and took a big whiff of his tail. "Yeah.... so big and fluffy."

"What if I said I'd be willing to let you snuggle it any time you wanted," he questioned. "Would you like that?"

I whimpered again. Yeah, that was definitely what Dad told him. As I lay there sniffing and petting Smuckers' tail, I could feel myself getting hard again. "Oh jeez..."

I hadn't even really noticed that as I was playing with Smuckers' tail, he was actually fapping while he stood over me. When I finally realized it, I actually let go of his tail. "Smuckers, turn around.... I wanna see ya cum."

"Whatever you say, Bobby." He turned around so he was now facing me, stroking himself as he turned. His cock looked quite thick from this angle. He started stroking himself faster.

I laid there staring up at it, but the more I looked at it, the harder I got. Within a minute of him turning around, I was fapping again, stroking myself like mad, wanting us to cum together.

I think he knew that, because he started egging me on. "C'mon, Bobby.... together. You and me...."

"Together...." I groaned.

"I'm close... are you ready," he went on.

"Almost.... mmmm.... cum on me, skunkie.... Good and hard," I moaned out loud. "Please..."

The skunk moaned out loud then, cumming all over my chest. A little bit of it hit my chin and nose too. I shot my load not even a second later. Smuckers looked down at me and giggled. So did Tony.

"Messy pokeypine," the coon commented as he helped Smuckers move away. The two of them then helped me get up.

"Some night, huh," I remarked.

"Ready to finish watching the movie now," Smuckers asked me.

"Yeah, just as long as we can all cuddle together," I said.

And that's what we did. We sat down again, cuddling close to each other. I was now sitting in Dad's lap, with Tony and Smuckers at either side of me, nuzzling against me.

I didn't last very long, though. Owing to how much I'd worn myself out, I just ran out of energy. Not five minutes had passed before I needed to lie down. I nuzzled against my dad, closing my eyes. He just held me while the other two stayed nuzzled into my sides.

I never did find out how the movie ended, but I could at least say that this was the end to one of the best weekend of my life. I've never felt more relaxed or comfortable in my life.

THE END