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"Alright, we're here. Come on."

A chorus of squeals erupted from the back seat of the gun metal Land Rover, and Wolfy groaned under his breath as he pulled the handle on his side of the car. He slipped from his seat as his sister, along with her two friends, filed their way out of the car and began making their way towards the entrance to the Water Park, ahead of Wolfy and his mother.

"Girls, slow down! Oh god...Wolfy, can you get the bags?" She asked her son, and he solemnly nodded, making his way around to the boot to collect their things.

It was his mother's idea to take them to the Water Park, but it was Harley who had demanded her friends join them. When Wolfy had asked, he was told there was no room for another, which was correct enough, but he couldn't help but feel a pang of annoyance about it all. Regardless, he knew he'd have fun, and he was looking forward to doing so, even if it meant spending time with his younger sister and her two friends.

He hauled the sports bags up towards the gate as he saw his mother paying for their entry tickets, being instructed on where the changing rooms where. Once she had finished her conversation, she ushered everyone along, and Harley and her friends chattered them excitement as they went on ahead. They made their way down the side of the park towards what appeared to be a large changing area, split into boys and girls. Wolfy handed over the begs for his mother and sister, and retrieved a key for his changing locker in return. With that, they briefly parted ways to change into their swimming gear.

Wolfy had the first bit of vague privacy since that morning, and he was glad for it. Since Harley had caught wind of their outing for the day, she had no shut up for most of the morning, and Wolfy's annoyance at not being able to take his own friends had left a sour taste in his mouth for most of that morning as well regardless. He moved into one of the private cubicles to change into his swimming boxers, stuffing the rest of his clothes back into the bag which contained his swimming gear previously. He left the towel inside for now, and took the bag over to the numbered locker, cranking it open and stuffing the bag inside. He was certain it'd be safe in there.

He made his way around the changing room to be greeted to the way he's originally came from, and he felt a twisting feeling in his stomach that he knew to be excitement. Patiently enough, he waited for the others to re-appear from their own changing room, and they did after a few minutes or so. They moved in a single group back towards the main entrance, and began making their way across the smooth, warm paving slabs leading up to the main water park.

Wolfy could hear the chorus of cheers as people descended on a log down a long rail, ending in a large splash. He heard another cry to his left and glanced over, his eyes widening when he saw a incredibly large tube, with a ramp at the end that people propelled out of. He was excited to go on both, but it looked as if they were mostly walking past them. At first, he was confused, but then it quickly dawned on him: Harley and her friends were probably too young to go on those rides. Wolfy's mother lead them to the far end of the water park into the main large play area.

Wolfy swept his eyes over the scene before him. It was a rather large pool, spanning a good 30 metres in length, perhaps even more. The far end had a series of obstacles hanging over the water, designed to be some sort of obstacle course for the kids to play on to practice their stamina. Most of the rest of the pool, however, was fairly open, with their designated deep and shallow ends. Before they even had time to pick out an area, Harley and her two friends barrelled towards the pool, screaming out in joy at the top of their lungs. Wolfy's mother sighed and put a hand to her head, before she quickly went off after them, with her son in tow.

He watched as his sister rounded the side of the pool, completely ghosting the sign that specifically said not to run, and making their way towards the obstacle course at the far end. Wolfy's mother spluttered her concerns, but knew she wouldn't get through to them. With a resigned sigh, she slipped into the water in front of him and glanced up at her son, gesturing over.

"Honey, can you keep an eye on them for me, please?" She asked kindly, and Wolfy knew better then to argue with her, so he agreed, making his way around the side of the pool. As he drew closer, his sister seemed to noticed him and waved him over.

"Wolfy! Come join us!" She called out, and there was a chorus of approval from her two friends. The very act made Wolfy flush with a bit of embarrassment, and made his heart swell. He sped up his pace a little bit until he was standing at the far side of the obstacle course. His sister was hanging around underneath what Wolfy knew to be a set of 'monkey bars': a wooden beam with handles running perpendicular along it's surfaced, designed to be used to be swung across, much like a monkey. The name was apt.

The hybrid made his way over slowly, clambering across wooden stumps that were raised above the water, and across a loose rope that swung from one wide stump to another, before he finally reached the bars. He lingered for a moment, tentatively glancing up at the bars above him, a sense of dread sitting within his gut. He had a feeling he was going to have trouble with this: he wasn't particularly strong, nor agile. However, his sister and her friends seemed to be encouraging him, and he felt as if he couldn't let them down. With a deep breath, he lightly jumped up and grasped the handles.

Already, he could feel the entire weight of his 10 year old body resting on his fingers. His joints already began to ache before he'd even reached for the next bar, but he wasn't going to give up so easily. His feet wiggled and his legs kicked as he let go with one hand, reaching out and desperately grasping onto one of the bars in front. He heard a small gasp from below him, and briefly glanced down to see his sister and her friends cheering him on. Yvonne, however, was covering her mouth, rather surprised, and perhaps even a little worried. The drop to the water, from this distance, was only a metre or so from his feet.

"You can do it!" Bethany shouted in delight as Wolfy's arms shook with exertion, beginning to feel a cold sweat forming upon his forehead. This was a lot harder than he thought, really.

Underneath him, a group of boys were beginning to waft closer. They weren't particularly special, but they were rather clearly bullies. They made their way through the water, shouldering Harley and her friends out of the way as they watched Wolfy weakly grip to the handlebars. He wasn't focused enough to hear the snickers from underneath him until it was too late.

The main bully, who appeared to be a canine, reached up and grabbed Wolfy's ankle. Immediately, the hybrid let out a yelp of surprise and looked down, wrigling his ankle at the canine gripping onto him. The boy had to be at least a few years older than him, or at least looked it, and the wicked expression on his face told Wolfy that he was not doing this for a joke, but rather at his expense.

"L-Let go!" Wolfy wriggled a little harder and managed to shake off the boy's grip, but that only seemed to anger him, and he gestured his lackeys closer. He, too, seemed to have two friends with him, both of whom were Felines and seemed to be brothers, barely a year apart from one-another. The two felines moved in under their friend and lifted him up out of the water, bringing the canine closer to Wolfy.

The hybrid pulled a face and tried desperately to move, reaching forwards to try and grasp one of the handlebars. He managed, and struggled to reach another, but it was took late. He felt a hand on his side, trying to pull him back. As he struggled against them, he heard Harley and her friends telling them to back off, though it were clear they weren't listening. Their grip loosened on his hips, but only for a second, and their fingers found purchase somewhere else.

Wolfy rather quickly felt the cool wind against his rear end, and soon realised what was happening. Already, he could hear the gasps of surprise, and the guffawing laughter of the bullies below. He looked down and his eyes widened at the sight of what was before him: his swimming trunks had been pulled down completely, fully exposed to the air in front of everyone. His humanoid, flaccid member dangled with each movement, and he felt a sweat on his forehead, as well as creeping on his palms. He could feel himself slipping, but maybe that's just what he needs.

His hands slipped from the bars, and he plummeted into the depths below, plunging into the water before he could be seen naked any further. The water engulfed his vision for a moment, before he rose to the surface, the horrified look on Harley's face greeting him when he finally took a breath. At first, he couldn't quite understand why she looked so scared, but he soon realised why. No sooner had he taken a breath, he felt a pair of arms curling in underneath his stomach, yanking upwards and pulling his arms back.

"H-Hey! What're you doing?" Wolfy stammered, his eyes darting around as the main leader of the bullies, the canine, moved into position in front of him. It only then that he got a good look at him: his fur was tawny brown and his eyes were yellow, hidden with mischief and delight. A flash of fear crossed Wolfy's face as the bully's other lackey slid into view from the side, hovering in the water. Wolfy could see his sister huddling with her friends, and noticed that his swimming trunks were nowhere to be seen.

Suddenly, he felt movement in the water in front of him, but he had no idea what it was. He looked down to the clear water below, but the surface was rippling far too much from the activity nearby for him to be able to make out what was happening beneath the surface. He looked to the right, and saw that his mother was engrossed in conversation with some people, laughing away as she lounged at the far side of the 'kiddie pool'.

Then, he felt it: a strange touch to his private parts, stroking around his humanoid member and tugging at the end of his foreskin. After a moment, he felt another, added touch to his balls, gently squeezing against his sack and pressing against the rather sensitive balls hidden inside the scrotum. The rather sudden touch and grope to his privates, coupled with the rather public place and the toothy, cocky grin of the bully in front of him did nothing but arouse him, even if he didn't want it. He could feel the blood pumping to his cock, as well as his cheeks, and an obvious blush spread across his face.

"Woah, what a weirdo..." The bully murmured, and Wolfy quickly realised that it was the canine in front of him that was touching him so sordidly, stroking and squeezing along his hardening, stiffening member. His cock weakly pulsed in the canine's grip as he felt the hand clumsily yanking his cock back and forth. His breath quickly grew heated and his cheeks burned with embarrassment as the canine's other hand seemed to depart from the hybrid's balls.

The bully's cheeks seemed to be growing flushed too, but it looked as if he were looking flushed due to exhaustion, rather than compared to how Wolfy was feeling. His hand grazed over the head of the other boy's cock, stroking over the sensitive edge of Wolfy's glans and up to the tip, tugging the foreskin with it, before he pushed it back down and exposed the head of the member completely.

"Yeah...you like that, don't you? Someone tugging your little dick. What are you, gay?" The bully teased and snorted, and Wolfy couldn't let out anything close to a suitable rebuttal. Instead, the best he could muster was a mix between a moan and a whimper, feeling a pressure building within his loins that was all too familiar to his pubescent body. Pre-cum oozed from the tip of his member, hanging in the water, still connected to the tip of his cock. The bully's other hand seemed to be wildly jerking back and forth, though Wolfy couldn't say for certain what the other boy was up to.

Suddenly, the bully made a few grunts and sighed, his eyes closing for a moment and his eyelids fluttering with utter ecstacy. Wolfy's nose wrinkled in a mixture of bewilderment and disgust, but he too began to squirm as he felt his own pleasure building. He knew it wasn't long before he was going to blow, but that might have not been a bad thing: sure he'd have to endure the humiliation of an orgasm by someone else's hand, especially in such a public place, but the chances of making his way back to the lockers without his swimming trunks were slim, to say the least, and even more so with an erection.

However, it was as he feared. Just as he began to heave and pant, reaching the teetering edge of his orgasm, the hand removed itself from his member. He was left desperately twitching underwater, letting out a weak whine of protest, which elicited a giggle from the bullies nearby. They seemed to find it amusing that he was so desperate for them to continue.

"Damn, he's practically begging." One of them muttered, and the other two snorted in response.

"Good luck getting out alive." The head bully winked in Wolfy's direction, and the hybrid seemed to instantly know who had his swimming trunks. He paled at the thought of trying to make his way back with his little predicament, but he had to. If he hung out in the water forever, then who knows what might await him later?

He cast a glance over to his sister, who was nervously glancing at him in turn. He didn't want her to feel embarrassed, so he merely shot her an encouraging smile, and she seemed to relax. With a quick gesture, she moved further on in the obstacle course, taking her friends with her. With that tone, he had to find his way back, and fast.

He slipped out of the pool at the far side, fully aware that his behind was showing, and he instinctively cupped his hands over his erect junk when his feet planted themselves firmly against the cool tiles around the edge of the pool. He began to briskly walk, glancing every so often in his mother's direction to make sure she couldn't notice him moving about. If she did, then he'd never hear the end of it.

Somehow, he managed to slip by her, but the hard part was making his way through the main path of the water park towards the changing rooms, knowing fully well that there was a good handful of people moving down that road. Luckily for him, there seemed to be multiple side paths, so he took one. He made his way briskly down. Whenever he saw someone up ahead, he ducked out into a nearby side path and hid, waiting until they passed before he continued onwards.

Despite his best efforts, his erection didn't want to die down, even though he was walking quite fast. Perhaps it was the tenseness of the situation that was keeping him so erect, or maybe it was the particularly humiliating idea of being naked in public that seemed to stir his senses. Why did he had to find it so arousing, even if his mind didn't think so? It was as if his mind and body were always bickering. He let out a frustrated sigh, but he could see the changing rooms ahead. If he were lucky, he could make it in time.

Unluckily for him, a couple joined up by the side of the changing rooms and made their way down the path. Unable to think of any other option, Wolfy ducked through towards a side path, hiding between two buildings. It was a tight squeeze, and he let out a small hiss of discomfort and pleasure. He had had to arch his back against the wall to fit him, and his bare member was scraping up against the side of the wall. It was thankfully nothing too coarse, but it was enough stimulation to tantalise him.

When the passed, he made his way through and breathed a sigh of relief when he found himself in the changing rooms. He knew he had to shower up first, so he went to do just that, meandering his way through towards the large, relatively 'communal' showers. A number of furs were standing around, their toned, athletic backsides standing underneath the running water above, washing down their bodies.

It was through a pure stroke of bad luck that he got carolled deeper into the shower room, as a sudden horde of men made their way in. They had clearly come in a group and were too busy wrapped up in their own business to pay attention to Wolfy, who was effectively backed into a corner, his erection still prominent. He had managed to cover himself up at least, so he looked modest, but this was a particularly bad situation.

He tried to look through the sea of people, hearing them laugh and chortle like frat boys, and he guessed his best way out was to just push his way through and hope that he could get to his locker and change. He swallowed his nerves and pushed, placing a hand on the small of one of the guy's back. He instinctively arched his back, but pushed out his rear end, pressing it against Wolfy's side. The young cub instinctively turned, and knew it was a mistake.

His member slid firmly and quickly between the man's buns. The frat 'boy' was particularly short, so maybe it was just by sheer chance that it seemed to line up reasonably well, but he could feel the warm of the man's naked cheeks around his twitching, pubescent cock. He stepped back and his back bumped up against another man's behind.

"Oh, being gay with me, are ya?" The man behind him chortled without glancing back, and pushed his ass forwards, which only succeeded in squishing Wolfy back up against the man's behind.

"You know it, you little bitch." The other frat boy didn't seem to notice and pushed back against him. Wolfy soon found himself sandwiched between them, and whilst they weren't doing anything mainly provocative other than applying pressure, it was enough to send Wolfy's pubscent hormones into overdrive. His cock twitched wildly against the snug warmth of the man's cheeks, and he felt the pressure build up. In a matter of seconds, it was too late.

Wolfy bit down hard on his lip and stifled a whimper as he suddenly orgasmed, and boy, it was heavy. Thick globs of cum seeped from the end of his cock and dribbled down his body, sliding between the man's buns. To the man, he assumed it to be running water, and didn't seem to take notice of the cub sandwiched up against his ass, still talking and laughing with a man nearby. Wolfy's cock pulsed and throbbed as the orgasm made his knees weak, but he knew he couldn't stay here. Someone was bound to notice any second.

He took a deep breath and shoved his way through, sidling to the side until he managed to make his way out the other side. His cock hung half-limp, soaked in his own cum, and he quickly put his hands over himself so that no-one would notice. He quietly shuffled towards the lockers, and heard a sudden uproar in the showers about 'cum on someone's ass'. He blushed red with embarrassment.

No opened his locker up and towelled off, quickly putting on some underwear and blowing a sigh of relief. He had never felt so clothed in his entire life. He quickly tugged on the rest of his garments and slung his bag over his shoulder, making his way out the changing rooms to linger outside for a moment. He had planned to to back to the kiddie park, but his mother seemed to be one step ahead. He saw her withering gaze on the path ahead, with Harley and her sisters in tow.

"Wolfy!" She practically screamed it across the water park, and Wolfy immediately shrank away from her, despite the distance between them. She waited until she was close enough before laying into him.

"Why didn't you tell me you left the kiddie pool?" She hissed, and saw his downtrodden, almost defeated expression. Immediately, she softened and crouched down, putting a hand on his forehead.

"What's the matter? Are you feeling okay?" She asked, and Wolfy quickly realised this was a quick scapegoat, so he knew just what to say.

"I felt sick, so I came back to change. Sorry, Mum...I should have told you." He bowed his head, and it seemed to do the trick. His mother made some shushing sounds and gently patted his head.

"Alright, fine, fine. Come sit by the kiddie pool, okay? I'll keep you company." She suggested, and he nodded. She straightened up and he followed her back down the park. His sister show him a rather knowing gaze, before she addressed her friends again.

Wolfy blew a sigh of relief. Thank god that nightmare was over. For now.