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So, this is the first chapter of a small story I'm going to be writing, for.... who knows how long. This is the ONLY CHAPTER that will have Straight Sex in it.

So, don't worry.

PLEASE leave feedback, and comments, stuff like that!

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"Kuzon!" The voice yelled, scaring off the birds in the low-hanging canopy over the hut. "KUZON! NOW!" It screamed again, echoing a bit in the woods.

Stubby ears pinned against his head submissively, the wiry young otter bounded towards his home, pack bouncing against his side as he weaved in and out of the trees, panting slightly. 'She'll skin me... I know it...' He thought miserably as he neared the front door.

Before his paw reached to push the door open, it swung outward, a taller, plump, female otter staring down at him angrily. "Kuzon, where is my cutlan?" She asked, arms crossed over her chest, eyes burning into his.

Kuzon sighed a bit, pulling his pack off, reaching into it to fetch a small knife, a leather strap wrapped around the blade. "Sorry... I... I just..." He blushed a bit, even under his tan fur. "Gamon was trying to teach me to throw blades at the fish... because he's so good at it, and I thought that maybe I could catch fish, and I just thought-"

"Kuzon!" She interrupted, having been unwrapping the blade in the process. The very tip had been chipped off, and she looked up at her son, watching his face fall. The woman let out a sigh and stepped forward, wrapping an arm around him. "If you'd have asked, I might have lent it to you..." His mother muttered, rubbing his back with a paw before pulling back down to look at him, smiling a bit.

"I'm sorry, mom..." He whimpered, looking down at the blade in her paw, wincing as he remembered chucking it at a salmon and striking the rock next to it. "I'll get you a new one! I promise!" He insisted, forcing himself to smile, tail wagging hopefully as he thought he just might avoid punishment.

The woman laughed and clapped him on the shoulder. "Damn right you will, and you'll take the hides I cured down to the stream to soak them for me." She nodded towards a pile of stacked hides that she'd been curing, eliciting a groan from Kuzon.

"That'll take forever..." He whined, stumbling towards the hides to see just how many there were. "There's like... ten here!" The young otter boy growled a bit, picking up all the hides anyway, knowing he'd have no way to talk her out of it.

"Camellia!" An older male called out, walking up the path towards the path, carrying a large basket on his back.

Kuzon's mom waved at him with a smile, turning to him and shaking her paw. "Go on get, you need a new loincloth anyway, that thing is getting worn down... Wouldn't kill you to wear some real clothes, you know?"

The otter boy glanced back over his shoulder at his mom, rolling his eyes. "All the other boys wear them in the summer." He responded, shifting the stack of hides in his arms as he trudged off-path towards the stream.

"If they all ran around naked would you?" Camellia called, her paws on her hips as her visitor laughed, setting the basket down beside her.

Kuzon just blushed to himself as he disappeared out of eyesight, shaking his head at the matter. "Probably..." He grumbled to himself, nearly tripping over a tree root as he hopped down the bank.

Thankfully, the river wasn't too far from his house, but he always ventured down a bit further, towards a small waterfall whenever he had to wash clothes, or soak some hides. Not as many of the other people in the village came down this far south, but he and mother lived the furthest south than any of the other families. He'd have put up more of a fight to avoid soaking hides if he had something to do for the day, but all of his friends had chores to do for the upcoming Occurus.

Every year, on the summer solstice, the village gathered with that of another and celebrated many different things. The cycles of life, religion, the body. Each year, the "host" village would change, and the "guest" village would be treated to several days of feasts, dances, music, and celebration. On the final day, the visiting village's leader would take a young female back to his village as his own. It was a huge honor to be accepted, the woman was unable to refuse, though refusal was rare, and the family was held in high regard.

Kuzon's village was hosting this year and thankfully, he had a lot less preparation than some of his friends. Gamon had spend the next few days helping his father bake breads. The otter sighed to himself as the sound of waterfall came to his ears, his paws dragging themselves a tad as he rounded the bend to come upon his favorite part of the forest.

The water rushed faster, here, pouring over the edge of the small cliff. Trees grew on the very edge, leaning over the drop-off, sturdy enough for even a heavy person to climb out on. He'd thought about fixing a hammock between the two trees that leaned over the waterfall, but always told himself he'd be too scared to lay in it, for fear of falling.

He approached the cliff excitedly, loving to look down the river at it's view, especially when it was approaching night as it was, and the sky was a mix of vibrant oranges and pinks. Kuzon dropped the stack of hides on the bank, wading into the water and reaching down to grab some heavy rocks. One by one, he used the rocks to pin the hides down to the bottom of the river.

After he made sure they were all secure, he stepped back up onto shore, grabbing his pack. Everywhere he went, he had the little leather satchel with him that his mom had given him last year. It didn't hold much, in this case, a small blade, a few rocks he'd found that he liked, and a flute. Fetching his blade he bounded over towards the left right tree, leaving his pack at the base. Carefully, he climbed up the thick trunk to the canopy, resting in a nice bundle of branches that he was sure would never let him fall. Along the trunk, carved into the bark, was his name. He'd seen carvings in wood before, and was sure that if he carved it anew enough times, that it'd be permanent.

He was about to start his meticulous work when he heard a noise from below, like a splash. Ears perked, as much as possible for an otter, he shifted down the tree a few feet, fearing that maybe a hide had been pulled loose and washed down stream. What he saw, instead, greatly surprised him.

One of the female otters from the village was swimming naked in the water. He recognized her instantly as Jaina, one of the most sought-after females in the village. She was a few years older than he was, but he still couldn't help but stare at her whenever she was around. Jaina had still not taken a mate, and everyone was sure that she was to be chosen this year at the Occurus.

He felt his cheeks burn with embarrassment, hidden as he was from her view. He could see every curve of her beautiful body from where he was, her rounded breasts, more developed than the girls his own age. The cool water made her nipples stick out a bit and he felt his shaft start to swell a bit in excitement from watching.

Her paws ran over her chest as she swam, long brown hair floating in the water around her. Kuzon's hair had been that length at one point, but he'd cut it short, just long enough to cover his eyes, which drove his mother mad. The male otter blushed deeply as he ran a paw down his chest to his growing erection, pushing aside the small bit of fabric to find his half-hard shaft laying across his thigh.

Kuzon wrapped a paw around his shaft gently, giving it a squeeze as he continued to watch her swim, shivering a bit in the excitement of it all. He'd been pawing himself off for a year or so now, whenever he got a chance to get away. His friends had all been bored once, comparing themselves to each other. All of them were uncut, but the only one who was bigger than him was his friend Gamon, but Gamon was also also a year older.

He blushed a bit as he looked back down his bare chest at his shaft, pre dripping from the tip of his shaft as he ran a finger over the clear liquid, smearing it over his shaft. On occasion he could be extremely messy, something which he secretly enjoyed. Making sure he wouldn't fall, he craned his neck to watch the girl below him swim around, eyes glued to her perky breasts as he slowly worked his foreskin up and down over the head of his shaft.

Jaina dove underwater for a few seconds, reemerging so that her hair fell down her back. She put her hands on her hips and giggled a bit, as if to someone else who was down there. Confused, and a bit nervous, Kuzon shifted a little so he could see in the direction she was looking. He didn't need to, however, as an older male otter sprang forth, tackling her in the water, both of them laughing as they swam together, Jaina pushing the boy under the water playfully.

Kuzon's eyes squinted a bit to make out the boy before his eyes went wide, realizing that the naked male companion was his cousin, Mako. His jaw hung open as he saw the couple wrestle around, splashing each other with water. No less than twenty feet away, his own cousin was naked, half hard, and kissing the most attractive female in the village. His paw continued to work over his shaft as he watched one of his paws travel down her chest, to her crotch, a couple of his fingers disappearing up inside her, causing her to break the kiss and let out a soft moan.

The younger male felt himself get closer to the edge of orgasm, and a quick glance back at his own genitals revealed the sticky mess that his stomach and paw had become from just pre. Deciding to hold off on stroking himself, he turned over on his stomach, sitting up to straddle the trunk so he could watch them easier.

Mako pulled Jaina to the center of the river, kissing her hard with his paws roaming over her back and rump. He paws clawed down his back for a bit before he slipped down her body, stopping to lick and nip at each of her nipples, her moans carrying up to Kuzon's ears, his untouched shaft remaining hard. The young male watched with deep interest, studying his cousins moves as he disappeared beneath the surface of the water, his muzzle pressed up between her legs.

Kuzon wasn't completely sure what he was doing to make her moan and grip his shoulders, but he had an idea. He didn't think he'd be able to put his muzzle near another person's crotch, but that didn't stop him from staring down at the pair. After about a minute, Mako resurfaced, taking a deep breath before Jaina kissed him hard, one of her paws giving his shaft a firm squeeze. It was then that the otter finally saw his cousin's shaft fully erect.

It was huge! At least, it appeared to be. He couldn't tell as well from up above, and she might just have small hands. Kuzon's paw returned to his cock, sliding over the pre-slicked surface as he watched the girl sink in the water, short muzzle parting as she slipped the first few inches past her lips. Mako seemed to like it, letting out a loud groan and running a paw over the back of her head.

Kuzon closed his eyes for a few minutes, imagining Jaina was licking his shaft, bobbing her head up and down on him instead of his cousin. His balls pulled up close to his body and he almost came, legs tensing up and squeezing the tree as he returned his paws to his sides, taking deep breaths to keep himself from tipping over. The otter boy shook gently, a strand of pre spurting from his cock, painting the bark a few inches from his shaft.

A loud squeal of pleasure returned his vision to the couple below and he saw Jaina's legs were now wrapped around Mako's waist, his arms holding her up as he bucked his hips up into her. Both of their faces were screwed tight with pleasure and the male was biting down on her shoulder as he jerked his hips back and forth. Jaina was saying something into his ears, probably urging him on, but he couldn't hear.

Mako shifted his hold on her, carrying her over to the bank and laying her on her back with his cock still inside. He pulled back until he had almost pulled out, Kuzon's eyes focusing on where his cock entered her. With a cry of ecstasy from both he drove his cock back inside.

Jaina's cries got louder and louder, and if it weren't for the cliff and waterfall, the village might have even heard them. Kuzon briefly wondered if girls could orgasm, still not completely familiar with their anatomy. His thoughts were interrupted by a grunt from Mako and he blushed hotly as he watched his cousin pulled his shaft all the way out, giving it a squeeze near the base as several ropes of cum splashed out onto Jaina's stomach and shapely breasts. She just grinned up at him, a paw reaching between his legs to squeeze his balls.

Kuzon couldn't take it any longer, he closed his eyes and squeezed his shaft tightly, stroking back and forth as fast as he could, chest heaving for a few seconds before he let out a soft groan of excitement. He heard audible splats as his cum sprayed across the tree trunk beneath his legs. For several minutes he sat there, paw holding his softening cock, eyes closed, breathing through his nose as he came down from one of the hardest orgasms of his life. He opened his eyes slowly to survey the damage, giggling to himself as he saw streaks of white traveling four feet along the bark.

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"I can't believe you watched your cousin have sex with Jaina..." Gamon cried, tugging at his hair in frustration that he wasn't there. The front of his loincloth was slightly tented up and he paced back and forth.

Kuzon was blushing a bit as he remembered the scene from a few days ago. "It was... I mean, I can't believe they did that. If either of their parents find out, they'll be in so much trouble..."

The older otter sighed and leaned against a tree, watching as Kuzon cut leather into strips for various things. "I can't believe that. You're lucky... The village leader will be lucky when he chooses, her, too..." He laughed, reaching down to adjust himself, not body shy, even around his friend.

"Didn't you hear, though? The leader from last year apparently died months ago, and now there's a new one. He's apparently only about twenty something cycles old..." Kuzon put his pile of leather scraps into a basket, finished with his task as he looked around for his bag.

Gamon's small ears perked up a bit and he looked genuinely surprised. "That young? Tsani is young, for a leader, and he's thirty four cycles old..."

The younger otter just nodded and grabbed his pack, pulling out a small snack he'd had from earlier. "He's the youngest leader on record, apparently. I wonder what he's like."

Gamon clapped Kuzon on the back with a grin, starting to walk down the path away from the hut. "We'll find out tonight. I have a few things to do before they arrive, though. I'll catch up with you at the opening ceremony!"

"Alright! See you then!" Kuzon called after his friend, shaking his head as he imagined the older male running off to relieve himself with fresh thoughts of Jaina in his mind.

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So, this is the first chapter of a small story I'm going to be writing, for.... who knows how long. This is the ONLY CHAPTER that will have Straight Sex in it.

So, don't worry.

PLEASE leave feedback, and comments, stuff like that!