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To make this easy, in this world there is no age of consent, public nudity is allowed, and most sex is pretty liberal. Now, isn't that a fun world. Enjoy.

Precious Pup

By DeviantAmp

Well Behaved

Jonah smirked as he heard the doorbell ring multiple times in rapid succession. The entire house sounded like a pinball machine or an arcade. He had just been in the middle of coffee-in-bed while he watched the morning news. The raccoon could have checked his Nest to see who was at the front door, but he knew exactly who it was. He hadn't expected them to arrive so early, especially with their track record. He was still in his pajamas as he made his way through the hall and into the main room before opening the front door.

"Uncle Jonah!"

A raccoon boy zipped through the open door and instantly wrapped his arms around Jonah's legs. Jonah wobbled for a second, almost spilling his mug of coffee everywhere while the boy grabbed hold of him tight. Jonah reached down, patting the cub on the head. The boy was getting bigger everyday, nearly big enough to actually knock him down. He wasn't gonna complain about the attention he got from his nephew, though.

"Hey, Andy! Oh boy, you're getting big. Almost tackled me to the ground." Jonah said as he finished up his coffee.

"Gonna be bigger than you someday."

Behind the boy was a slightly different version of himself standing with bags and suitcases in his hands. Andy's dad, Jonah's brother, was wearing the loosest t-shirt Jonah had ever seen in his life, so oversized that it almost completely covered up the swimming trunks he was casually wearing. He was mid yawn as he helped himself into the house, walking past the two of them and putting the bags down right on the tiled floor.

"This should be everything he'll need for the next three weeks. Thanks again for looking after him."

"No no, thanks for looking after him while you've been back." Jonah retorted smugly.

"Hey now, if you want, you can be the underpaid traveling journalist and I'll be the tech millionaire next time around." His brother followed up.

"Easy. I'm just busting your balls," Jonah said as he patted the boy's shoulder. "You know I wouldn't trade anything for a chance to be with my favorite kid."

Andy looked up at his uncle with a cocked head and a raised eyebrow. He tried to keep his smile genuine, but he knew his uncle was just teasing him when he called him his "favorite kid." Andy hated it, but he was well-versed in all the rules Jonah taught him so long ago. He knew he wasn't allowed to speak up while his dad was still around, so instead he had to just suck it up and grab all of his things. The small boy padded off down the hall to his 'temporary' room across from Jonah's.

"I'll tell you what, though: I'm glad you became the millionaire. Mom and Dad don't even know we're leaving again." His brother helped himself into the kitchen, walking straight to his brother's coffee machine.

"You're still seriously mad about the vegetarian thing?"

"Not vegetarian. Vegan. Vegan! Left him there for two weeks with those psychopaths and they turn him vegan, made him anemic, and then signed him up in a cult. A CULT!" His brother slammed his palm onto the table before downing an entire cup of coffee.

"Mom and Dad are fine. Just a little hippy dippy sometimes and probably should've done a little research on those 'star people.' Hey, look, you found your next big investigation."

"You know, you're not as funny as you think you are sometimes. Regardless, you're the sole caretaker of Andy when we travel. Do NOT tell Mom or Dad. Anyways, Bree is asleep in the car and we need to get to the airport," the raccoon said as he began to walk towards the front door.

He had one foot out the door before Jonah let out a couple awkward coughs. His brother froze, his fur standing straight up as he slowly turned around to see Andy standing in the middle of the hall. There was an awkward silence as the two of them made eye contact and realized he was about to leave without even saying "goodbye" to his son.

"Oh, Andy, right. Um, I love you," he said as he got down on his knees in front of his son and wrapped his arms around him.

"Da, I get it. I'm not a baby anymore. I'm almost 10 years old. You and Mom have fun and stay safe. You know my Skype and Messenger, so contact me when you land." Andy gave a tight hug back to his dad, comforting him. "Tell Mom I love her too. I know she just wants to sleep." He finished by giving the older raccoon a kiss on the cheek.

Jonah's brother nodded his head in agreement, before letting his son go and walking to Jonah. The two of them hugged for a second, exchanging their own kisses before he left. Just as the door closed, Jonah caught Andy brushing a tear away from his eye. The boy had spent most of his life like this, and though it seemed to get easier every time, it was never easy.

Still, it actually worked out better for everyone involved. Andy's Mom's and Dad's true passion was to travel all over the world, investigating as international journalists. They could never be confined to desks and housework like the rest of their parental peers. Jonah had the means to provide for the kid and watch over him whenever they left. It was no trouble at work for Jonah to make time for his nephew, even at a moment's notice. As for Andy, he got to be with the person he loved the most: Uncle Jonah.

The boy grabbed hold of his shirt, pulling it up over his head and tossing it on the ground. He was ready to yank down his pants and underwear, too, but Jonah gave him a stern look. The boy looked back up at his uncle, trying to be equally intimidating. Even though they both knew Jonah had all the power, he still tried his hardest to get his way. To his disappointment, his uncle simply turned and stepped into his living room.

"Pleeeaaassse, sir. I double-checked my bags and I even checked their suitcases. I have everything and so do they. They won't be coming back," Andy whimpered.

"You know the rules and my rules are strict. One hour."

Andy folded his ears back, following his uncle into the living room and waiting for him to sit down on his couch before picking a spot on the floor. He hated this wait, even if he was assured a billion times that it was for the best. He sat on the floor, his eyes focused on the TV for only a minute before he turned his head back and tried to give his uncle puppy eyes instead. He figured that since intimidation didn't work, he might catch more flies with honey, and he had been practicing.

"If you want, I can change the rule to be... two hours?" Jonah responded back coldly.

"But that's not fair! We've never had a problem before."

"Look, it's just to keep us safe. It's not illegal what we do, but your dad can't handle you going vegan for two weeks. If he knew what we did, we would only see each other again through postcards. And besides that, do you really wanna go back to living with papa and grandma again? They don't even have all the streaming services. Wait, do they have any?"

The boy rolled his eyes but gave up the fight. He wasn't interested in any of the Netflix and Hulus while he was with his uncle. He was interested in being who he was on the inside and he could only do that with Jonah. He knew had to tolerate the rules for now, until he was old enough to make his own decisions.

"It's not that bad living with them. They've got Netflix, but we spend most of our time outside, anyways. Also, Da was over-exaggerating about me getting sick... but the star people were kinda weird."

The last part made Jonah erupt into laughter. The raccoon patted the couch and he hopped onto the sectional. The two of them made the hour pass quickly by sharing stories about the cult and some of the interesting dishes that he tried. Jonah talked to him about some of the things that he was working on, but in terms that he could understand. As they talked, the two of them inched their way towards one another until they were practically against each other.

"I think it's been an hour." Jonah said as he pulled out his phone.

Both of them checked their phones, confirming the time and double-checking their messages. If Andy's dad would have needed to come back to the house, he would have sent a text to one of them. Instead, the only message that Andy had on his phone was an app update. Jonah got out of his seat and winked to the cub while Andy did the same. As Jonah left to his room, Andy stripped off the last of his clothes.

Andy folded his pants and underwear to the side before starting his stretches. He was rather tone for a nine-year-old boy, but the raccoon had always prioritized keeping himself in shape. His abs were thick as rocks from all of his endurance training and his calves were nothing to scoff at. He spread his legs and reached all the way down to his foot easily, before going back up and doing the same on his other side. He lifted his leg behind him and grabbed it with his hand to pull it as far upwards as he could.

Jonah came back to see just how nimble the boy had become. He was holding himself up on all fours with his back facing the ground. He pushed himself to the limits by trying to get his hands and feet to meet each other while he held himself up. It gave Jonah the perfect view of the coon's not so little bits. His nephew's sheath was growing bigger with every visit.

It took all of his power not to lunge at the boy and put his cock right into his muzzle. The boy's grey furred sack was the size of a bean bag and was rolled tightly against his groin. He'd often imagine that once the boy's balls dropped, he'll be quite the hefty little stud. His sheath was thick as well, probably being as thick as his old man's sheath was. He wouldn't have the length until he got older, yet he could see the tip of his cock poking out while he was in his position. He couldn't wait to taste it.

"Alright, got all the stuff. You ready for walkies?"

Andy flipped around instantly, getting on all fours and letting his tongue hang out. He didn't respond by saying anything, but instead had let out a couple yips to clarify his excitement. His long coon tail flicked back and forth as quickly as he could sway it. He flagged it high into the air for his uncle, wanting him to know that he was available. The boy did an entire circle on the ground, chasing his own tail once before sitting at attention to his master. The day had finally begun.

In Jonah's hands was a duffle bag full of gear. He set on the floor right next to Andy. He didn't look over at the bag, but instead kept on all fours staring straight forward while he waited for his uncle to get to work. First, the older raccoon pulled out a full-body harness for the boy. He lifted each of his arms and legs as he slipped the black leather harness on him. Because of the small coon's age, most harnesses were too loose to hold him. This one was made exactly for his measurements to fit him perfectly.

He made sure to take his time adjusting the straps so that they would be snug enough to wear all day. His fingers glided through the raccoon's fur while he was adjusting them. The coon boy was nine and still had all of his soft cub fur on his body. It was a rare pleasure to be able to have a boy so willing to be touched the way he was so he savored the moment by rubbing him all over. Andy cooed while he was being groped by his uncle. He would love to spend all day just being pet by him.

Jonah buckled the chest and groin of the harness together, not forgetting to "accidentally" brush across his sheath. He pulled back on the straps, making sure that he had a good fit. He liked the idea that if even the boy wanted out, he wouldn't be able to get out of it without help from someone with opposable thumbs. The reached into the bag and pulled out was a pair of black mitts made for his little hands. Good pups didn't need to use their hands for anything, so it was unnecessary for him to have them.

He got in front of the cub, holding each of his hands as he slipped them inside the tight-fitting mitts. The design was simple in nature: it forced all of his hand to bundle into a fist and kept his thumb from wiggling too far out of position. There was no lock on the mitts, but instead they had seamless velcro cuffs to give a much more natural look for the boy. The black leather of the mitts matched perfectly to his black fur "gloves" that reached his forearms. He was now completely vulnerable to his uncle.

Jonah wasn't settled through, and neither was Andy. They had started with teaching the boy to crawl on all fours, but he felt more like a baby than a dog. Instead of switching fetishes, Jonah had done research online until he found the perfect remedy to the problem. He reached into the bag and pulled out a pair of knee- and elbow-guards for the boy. They were thin and matched his fur color, blending in as much as possible while allowing him to be comfortable the entire time.

He then pulled out his favorite item out of all the gear that he had purchased for Andy: "the crawler." It was four separate restraints that would really give him the pup experience that he was looking for. He gave Andy a stroke down his back, feeling goosebumps all the way down his spine. The boy was trying to be as obedient as possible, looking forward and not reacting to the situation. No matter how much he could visibly hide it though, Jonah's nose could pick up the boy's prepubescent arousal. His sheath was swelling up as much as it could underneath him, and Jonah was getting tight in his pajamas as well.

He patted the boys leg, having him move in position while he wrapped the restraint around his thigh and leg. Buckling it up was a precise task. Too tight and he risked the boy cramping up and being uncomfortable for the remainder of his stay. Too loose and it would slip off or leave his legs bouncing up and down while he crawled. He tightened it just enough so that his calf and leg met without any extra effort pressing it with his hand. He took note of the notches before doing the same with his other leg.

Now that he was finished with the boy's legs, he did the same thing with his arms. He wished that he could find some restraints that would have blended more with his fur pattern. The shiny, black leather restraints gave a heavy BDSM vibe, something Jonah personally enjoyed a lot. Still, he knew that Andy would appreciate a more natural look to his gear. He would have to find something for the boy later, but for now, he looked good being his own little slave pup.

"Now, for the finishing touches."

Jonah pulled out the boy's familiar, blue nylon collar out of the bag and held it in front of him. Andy instantly started panting and wiggling his entire body, excited for the collar to be put back around his neck. It was a gift from Jonah to Andy. The boy originally tried to steal it one time when they went shopping together, too embarrassed to let Jonah see what he wanted. Jonah caught him and made him explain why he was stealing it. As far back as he could remember, he wanted to be a dog. Now, his uncle helps him live out that fantasy.

He wrapped the collar around his neck, clasping the buckle behind him so that the tags were hanging out the front. He gave the little metal tag a flick, making sure that it was holding together correctly. On it was his pup name, "Zip," along with his real name, Jonah's address, and phone number. Jonah was about to stand up, feeling like he was done for the moment, but Andy turned his head to Jonah and started to whimper. He gave his ass a few shakes, calling attention to his raised tail.

"Ohhh, you think you're ready? Last time, you got hurt trying to push yourself too far, but we can try again this time. Up, on the couch!"

Zip was too excited to follow his instructions directly. The raccoon-pup did a couple circles on the floor as fast as he could in the gear. It took a lot of getting used to, walking around on his knees and elbows, but the padding helped enough. He panted like a dog, letting out a few yips before he crawled to the couch. The pup wiggled his arms up, pressing his elbows against the couch. It took him a second as he struggled to get from the floor to the cushion. Eventually he just had to go for it and push his legs out as hard as he could to get him off the ground.

"Good boy. Really good. Gonna have to get you a treat after this."

Jonah gave the pup a few more pets down the back of his head, rubbing behind his ears before sitting on the couch, himself. He kept the boy entertained by continuing to scritch him on his neck and scalp, holding him steady while he pulled out a few things from the duffle bag. It was hard to do everything with just one hand, but he was able to pour the lube on the thermometer and get it ready for Zip. He put the glass bulb right against his tailhole and began to slowly push it inside him.

"Stay still, boy. Just like that. Gotta get you warmed up."

He didn't actually need to know the boys temperature, but it never hurt to double-check. Zip tried his best not to squirm as the thermometer was stuffed inside of him. His uncle showed him how to clean himself before he came to the house and this was smaller than the nozzle he already used that day. Still, there was a warmth and comfort that came from his uncle putting things inside of him and he was going to do his best to be a good boy and take it. He let out a quick gasp as his uncle pulled the entire thing out of his butt and checked the temperature.

"Perfect. Nice and healthy pup. Now, let's get you started."

Zip knew what that meant. He tried to keep his eyes forward as he heard the older raccoon start to rummage through things in the bag. It took him a minute to find what he was looking for, driving the small raccoon crazy. His entire body was shaking while he waited for his uncle to pull out his box and set it down next to him. He wanted to look at it and prep himself for what was going to happen next, but he knew that part of being a good pup was learning to stay when told to stay.

"Good boy. Tail all the way up. Just relax."

He did as he was told, lifting his tail up as high as it could go. The long, fur-heavy raccoon tail was hard to keep in the air straight, drooping slightly to the side. He felt strained trying to keep it up, but instantly found the strength as he felt the cold metal tip of the plug press right into his asshole. His tailhole stood straight up in the air and he tightened instantly to the touch. He mentally kicked himself for closing up right at the beginning.

"Easy boy. Just relax. It's the smallest one."

Jonah rubbed his nephew's hip as he twisted the metal plug back and forth against his tailhole. The plug was relatively thin for an adult, hardly even noticeable for anyone who'd ever had sex before. To Zip though, it was the biggest thing on the planet and he had trouble letting it in naturally. Jonah had to wait, teasing the boy with the metal plug and carefully pushing in millimeters without him feeling it. He didn't want to hurt the boy, but he also needed to train him if he was going to get to his goal.

He questioned whether or not the metal plugs were the best choice for the little pup. They weren't particularly beginner items and they wouldn't have a very natural feel to them like a silicon plug might have. However, he also knew that the boy was gonna have to be pushed to his limits early if he was going to get his ultimate prize: a tail plug that he could wear all day long (or until his uncle needed to take him potty).

Zip relaxed enough that his uncle could slide the entire steel dildo straight into the young raccoon's tailhole. He pushed it all the way in until the handle of the plug wouldn't let him push it any further. Zip wasn't moaning or enjoying it nearly as much as the toy promised its users would. His sex was still completely underdeveloped and the sensation was foreign to him. For now, anal experiments were purely for his goals to have a silicon pup tailplug and to obediently serve his master.

"Alright. That was good. You're getting faster at this. Now, let's get ready for the next one."

Jonah could see the boy's obvious frustration. He was trying his best not to be panting hard from the exercise, but he was already exhausted from trying to take the tiniest one. Jonah gave the metal handle a tug, telling him to give him a little help. The older raccoon carefully pulled the plug, going slow to open the boy up at the thick base, while the younger raccoon pushed to get the toy out of him.

The metal toy came out much faster than it came in, but there was no time to feel proud about it yet. Uncle Jonah set it aside before pulling out the next size up. If Zip was going to be wearing a real tail plug all day, he was going to have to take the largest one in a set of five that the raccoon had got. Jonah was not complaining in the slightest though. While one of his hands focused on shoving the next biggest anal plug into him, his other hand was stroking his own massive erection in his pants.

He asked the boy once if he could record this whole session for him and his friends to enjoy, but the boy the barely understood why someone would enjoy watching his struggle. Jonah tried to explain to him that it feels good for adults and that it'll make them all happy to see this. Zip was a little too self-conscious to want it recorded though, especially since he always failed at taking all of them. He didn't mind, he could convince him another time.

The raccoon struggled as Jonah pulled out the third plug, this one taking much longer to come out than the other ones did. He knew he was reaching the boy's limit, but he was not going to stop unless he absolutely knew that he would have to. He dipped the second largest plug in lube, making sure that he got all of it covered before he would start to stuff it inside the boy's tight asshole. Before he could though, Zip gave a bark and adjusted himself on the couch. The boy rolled over, getting on his back and spreading himself for his uncle.

"Oh my. Someone definitely has been watching something online."

The boy went red. Despite his unwillingness to make a video for his uncle, he spent some time online trying to watch other boys take knots. Some of them could do it on all fours like good boys, but a lot of them were on their backs with their legs spread as far as possible. He had hoped that would help him out as he tried to take this next-biggest plug. As his uncle started to push the plug into him, he noticed some differences, but he also knew this one was going to be extremely difficult no matter what.

Jonah could tell that the boy tried his best to relax and keep himself open after every gauge. His asshole was pretty loose right then and Jonah wondered if he could stuff himself into he boy. Despite Jonah's large size, he wasn't quite as thick as this plug. He bet he could train the boy just with his dick, but he didn't wanna rush him into anything too quickly. There was gonna be a lot of time to do all the things that they'd ever want to do.

"Oh...oh...owie." Zip whispered.

Jonah immediately stopped, pulling the plug back and setting it down.

"Alright, kiddo. That's enough of that."

"No, I...um, ruff!" Zip said before trying his best to get back into character.

It wasn't going to be enough to convince his uncle, though. Jonah started to put the plugs back into the box that they came in. He knew that if the boy was breaking character, he was in too much pain or discomfort to continue. Zip wanted to argue with his uncle, really hoping that today would be the day that he would be able to wear his tail, but he was too sore to put up a fight. He leaned back on the couch, letting his body relax on the cushions. He felt disappointed at first, but Jonah knew this might have happened.

Zip was curious as the older raccoon rummaged through the bag for one last surprise. It looked like a roll of black trash bags, the kind that he'd put leaves into when he raked the yard, but he couldn't see it very well. His uncle pulled the loose sheet and revealed that it was actually tape. He wasn't sure what the older raccoon had in mind for the sheets of black tape, but the excitement on his face told him that everything was going to be alright.

"Hold your little butt still. Master's got a surprise."

He reached both of his paws down, catching Zip's wagging tail by the base and trying to hold it still. No matter how much Zip wanted to do what he was told, he couldn't keep his body and his tail from squirming underneath him. Jonah didn't mind though as he pulled the self-adhesive tape out of the roll and began to wrap it around the boy's tail. He made sure to wrap it slow and tight, wanting to cover every strand of his natural raccoon fur until not a follicle was showing.

When Jonah was done wrapping up his entire tail, he folded the tape on itself, giving one extra layer so it wouldn't come undone. He tore the last bits with his hand and sealed his tail before patting the boy to get up. Zip did as he was instructed, rolling off the couch and landing on his elbows and knees on the floor. He took a few steps around with the gear on him, stretching himself out a bit before he turned his head to see his uncle's work.

His tail was completely wrapped in the black tape and looked more like the pup tail that he always wanted. He wagged it back and forth, noting how heavy it felt with all the tape wrapped around it. It didn't feel bad though, and it looked amazing. It was the best gift that he could have asked his master for. He turned back around, picking up speed as he got used to the position, crawling over to Jonah's leg. He leapt into his lap with his front half, licking his stomach and giving him as many kisses as he could.

Jonah returned the attention, helping his nephew all the way up and rubbing his head. Zip had trouble moving with all the restraints on him, but he managed to get comfortable enough that he could put his padded elbows right on his uncle's chest and give him long laps right on his cheek. Jonah returned the favor by rubbing behind the pup's ear, scratching him firmly enough to make him melt but not enough to break the skin.

"Alright, alright. We've gotta get you ready. I didn't have time this week to buy any food for you so we're gonna go to the store after I shower," Jonah said, explaining things to Zip even though he 'technically' was supposed to pretend that he couldn't understand him. He crawled off him and got right back onto the floor, doing a couple circles on the ground and rolling around into the carpet. In his excitement, his tail knocked right into the leg of the coffee table, jolting it and causing some of the coffee in his mug to spill out. He was completely unfazed though, still bouncing about like Jonah just used the 'W' word.

"Woah there, you're starting to make a mess. Why don't you go outside and blow off some energy? I'm gonna get things ready."

No matter how much he wanted to think that the pup was old enough to know he shouldn't be knocking into things like that, he was wrong. Jonah forgot that the boy was still nine and was also acting like a pup. Zip could hardly contain himself when he was in his headspace and that was the way it was going to be whenever they interacted like this. He needed to get the pup away from all of his nice things before he'd come back to find slobber all over his remotes and vases knocked to the ground.

He grabbed hold of the box of anal plugs and pointed to the sliding glass door. Zip instantly ran to it, stopping just short of running straight into the glass. Jonah had to open it up along with the screen door before letting him take off into the yard. He closed the screen door, leaving the glass door open just in case the boy needed to get back inside. How he would do it was completely beyond him, but at least that'd give him somewhat of a fighting chance.

"Don't go near the pond! It's too deep and you won't be able to swim like that. The koi are brand new and I don't want you freakin' them out either."

Zip hardly paid attention to Jonah as darted through the yard, trying to test his limits in the restraints and feel as free as a pup. His pace was hobbled at the start, but the more he got used to using both of his arms and legs at the same time, the faster he began to pick up pace. His uncle's yard was perfect for him to test his abilities. The entire thing was massive, more a park than a backyard.

Starting from the door, there was a stretch of concrete covered by couches, tables, chairs, and a grill for Jonah and his company. Perfectly-trimmed green grass made up most of the yard outside of the koi pond underneath a kwanzan cherry tree. There were several of these pink trees in the yard, all of them were hand-selected and flown in by Jonah, himself. The yard was eerily flat and ordered, every plant put in its proper spot and every leaf gathered the moment it fell. It was perfect for Zip.

"RUFF! RUFF!! RUFF!!"

Zip began barking into the air as he started to crawl around the backyard. He immediately went towards his uncle's pond to see the new fish. He started out trying to sprint towards the pond, focusing on moving one side of his body first before switching sides like he was crawling on his hands and knees. Now that he was on the tips of his elbows and knees, he wasn't making quite the same speed as before. Instead, he began to spring himself forward using his knees to jump forward and following his momentum with his elbows.

His tail bobbed back and forth as he actually started to get the hang of moving. He leapt over to the pond, stopping just in time for his head to hang over and see the fish swimming. They were larger than he'd expected, swimming in circles in their habitat. Some of the leaves from the cherry tree had fallen into the water, circling around the fishes' path. He smiled devilishly as he started to bring his muzzle towards the surface. He was an actual dog, so what was expected but for him to take a little drink from the water?

Before he could get himself in trouble (and possibly sick), he heard the sound of whistling coming from his neighbor's fence. His entire body flung around and he lifted his head. His ears shifted left and right as he made sure it was the right whistle before he heard it again. He instantly darted towards the back of the yard, heading right towards the corner. His tongue hanging out in the wind, bouncing back and forth and leaving saliva running down his chin.

He didn't even mind as he tripped over himself getting to the fence, picking himself back up immediately and continuing until he reached the corner. There, he could see one of the wooden planks to the fence had been moved, leaving room for him to peer into the neighbor's yard. Just as he did, a kangaroo made himself visible to the pup. The two of them smiled at each other before the teenage roo reached his hand through the fence and began to pet the pup's head.

"Hey Zip! It's Josh! I heard your barking. You happy to see me, boy?" The kangaroo asked while rubbing behind the pup's ears.

Zip panted and returned the affection by leaning into the other boy's paw. He nuzzled it up and down, letting the the kangaroo reach down and scratch the back of his head and his neck. The kangaroo really seemed to be getting into it, reaching both of his hands through the fence and rubbing underneath his chin while he stroked down his back. Zip was panting hard, loving the attention from his uncle's neighbor.

"Belly rubs? Roll over, boy." Josh said, motioning for the cub to get on his back.

Zip did as he was told, knowing what the teenager really wanted. He rolled over on his back right next to the fence, taking a look back at the sliding glass door to see if his uncle was finished taking a shower. He knew his uncle liked to take his time in the shower, but he wouldn't have too long to play with Josh. He also knew that this sort of playing was supposed to be a secret between Josh and him.

Josh reached down and began to rub the pup's stomach. Zip's restrained arms and legs stuck up into the air as he was being patted. His mitts made it look like he was a begging pup, begging Josh to go a little lower. The kangaroo's muzzle was dripping as much as the raccoon's as he looked at the cub's dick and balls. His breathing was shallow and quick as he lowered his hands, getting closer to Josh's sensitive bits.

Zip let him go down, letting his fingers touch his weenie and nuts with his fingers. He always wondered why the kangaroo was so obsessed with touching him the way that he did, rolling his little penis between his fingers with one hand while his other paw laid on his stomach. He didn't seem to care much for giving Zip any belly rubs while he played with the cub's penis, drooling over how it felt between his fingers. He tried to give the boy's sheath a couple of tugs and began to rub it back and forth, but he was met with a low growl from Zip.

"Fine, fine, I'll show you how good it feels one day, but you're still too young. I've got a treat for you though!" Josh said as he began to pull down his pants on the other side of the fence.

Zip squirmed back and forth, realizing that he got himself in a pickle when he rolled onto his back. He didn't know how to get up again so he began to rock himself back and forth until he was actually able to get on his side. He then had to twist his entire body, getting up on his elbows before he could actually get on all fours again. When he finally positioned himself upright, he turned his attention to the kangaroo and smiled widely. His favorite part of hanging out with Josh.

The kangaroo's upside down junk was hanging out for the cub to see. The first thing that always stuck out to him was the fact that his balls were over his dick instead of under. They rested on top of his sheath, one resting to the left and the other, to the right. His dick was extremely different than Uncle Jonah's erect penis. His dick was long and slender and curved right in the middle. The base of it was thinner than a garden hose and got slimmer all the way to the tip of the pointed dick. It reminded him more of a snake than it did a sexual organ, but that didn't intimidate him much. His favorite game being a pup was playing with the joey's dick.

"Alright, I don't have much time before my parents get home, so we'll have to start fast."

Zip nodded his head up and down, waiting patiently for the kangaroo to do what he always did when the pup was in town. He pulled out a jar of peanut butter and unscrewed the lid. Josh's hands seemed to be shaking and he was panting hard, unable to control himself as he chucked the lid into his yard. He got down on his knees, grabbing the base of his dick with one hand while he held the jar over his dick. He bit his lips as he began stuffing his dick into the peanut butter, staring anxiously at the pup in front of him as he did it.

He turned his entire body to the side as he began to penetrate the jar, giving Zip a view while he prepared himself. He made sure the pup could see every inch of his half foot long dick disappeared into the jar. The creamy peanut butter felt good around his dick, but he wasn't thinking about that. He was wondering how much better the cub's tight hole would feel against his dripping cock. He wasn't that thick, so he wouldn't hurt the cub. He was sure Zip wanted it just as much as he, the pup just didn't know it yet.

"Yeah, you like seeing my dick like this. One day, I'll show you other cool places it can go." Josh whimpered, close to the edge before he even started to really have fun.

He pulled his dick out of the jar and showed off all the creamy peanut butter dripping from his already drippy penis. He had made sure that every centimeter of his cock was covered, even unintentionally getting some on the base of his sack. He struggled to hold himself back, wanting to rub himself up and down but he knew it would ruin his friend's treat. He instead crawled forward until his dick was literally in his neighbor's yard. That's when it was Zip's turn.

The pup liked teasing his friend, knowing how badly the kangaroo wanted him to immediately play along. He sniffed at the other's boy's dick, looking at it curiously and studying it up and down. All the while he could tell that the teenager was literally about to lose his mind. The kangaroo shifted around uncomfortably, begging his neighbor's dog to take a lick. He gave all sorts of positive attention, calling Zip a "good boy" and telling him to take his "treat." Zip wanted to make him beg, but that was the dog's job, so he decided to comply.

He reached his muzzle forward and put it right up to his lips before giving the kid a lick on his tip. The kangaroo reached up, putting both of his hands against the fence to steady himself as he began to be licked. Zip smiled, happy that Josh was enjoying it as much as he was. He didn't get what all the big fuss was about, but he was just glad to help out a friend (and get rewarded while doing it)! He quickly lapped at the sides of the kangaroo's dick, cleaning up more and more of the peanut butter with every lick.

Josh dug his claws into the fence and humped into the cub's muzzle. The pup had just gotten underneath the kangaroo's dick, taking long laps all the way up his curvy cock. Zip noticed how much he seemed to love having the bottom of his cock licked. He did it again, this time slower and making sure to wipe it clean of all the peanut butter that was on it. He continued to lap at the same spot, even after there was nothing left to give.

"Oh god, Zip. You're the greatest pup in the world."

Zip moved to the top of Josh's shaft, the only spot that still had any peanut butter. Josh leaned forward, helping him catch the last of the cream on his dick. The pup started from the tip of his shaft this time, letting his tongue hang out of his muzzle and brushing it up and down his shaft. He continued moving forward until he was right at the base of his kangaroo friend's dick. Just as his tongue reached out and groped the bottom of his white furry sack, the boy lost control.

"Keep licking. Oh god, don't stop." Josh begged as he grabbed Zip's collar.

His other hand grabbed his own shaft and pumped it hard, shooting the raccoon straight between the eyes. He pulled on Zip's collar, preventing him from moving too far while the joey orgasmed. Zip tried his best to do as he was told, licking the sides and tip as it spewed cum all over his muzzle. His fur continued to get covered in cum from his chin to his cheeks and even some on his brow before he was able to wrap his lips around the cock and suckle on it.

Josh held onto the collar while the cub sucked on his dick, holding him close while he stroked his base. He moaned loudly for the boy, giving him the dessert to his already salty-sweet treat. Zip actually liked the taste of Josh's cum, even if it did come from his peehole. He suckled at his cock eagerly, wishing that he had brought his dog bowl with him to save some of it for later.

"Oh Zip. I love you so much." Josh said, letting go of the cub's collar and getting down close to his muzzle.

The two of them ended their session the way they normally would. Josh brought his muzzle forward while Zip did the same and soon the two of them began to make out like a dog and its owner would. While the kangaroo would give Zip kisses on his nose and lips, the raccoon was busy lapping all over Josh's face. They continued for a second before Zip's sensitive ears picked up the sound of sliding glass screen down opening. He turned his head, watching his uncle open the door. He turned his head back to Josh but the kangaroo had already placed the wooden plank back.

"Later Zip. Love you." Josh whispered before the sound of the kangaroo skipping off was all Zip could hear.

The kangaroo was fast and secretive, never letting other adults know what he and the pup were doing. Zip wished that he could tell his uncle about it so that he could have Josh over all the time, but he made a promise. Even though he knew he should tell Jonah everything, he was loyal to being a good pup and good pups would never break a promise to their friend. All he could do was give a couple yips to Josh from the other side of the fence and race over to his master.

"C'mere boy! Time for walkies!" Jonah called from the patio.

Zip was beginning to live up to his name as he got used to the restraints. He was getting used to running with his "hind" and "front" legs, not stumbling once as he made it over to his uncle. The pup circled the coon, nuzzling up against his legs and crotch. Jonah pet Zip the entire time, crouching over to let the boy crawl up on him. He got a closer look at the cub's face, rubbing his hand through his fur and feeling all the sticky liquid get all over his fingers. He brought it to his face, taking a close look at it.

"Is this sap? What've you been doing?"

Zip smiled up at his uncle, shrugging his shoulders like he didn't know exactly the question that he was asked. Jonah squinted at the cub, trying to figure out what he was thinking but Zip wouldn't give him the chance. Instead, he jumped off his uncle and started to chase his own tail in circles. He went round and round, panting hard the entire time. He finally managed to catch it, grabbing it between his teeth and stopping himself. He then looked up at his uncle innocently, hoping that his impressive technique was enough to distract him.

"Alright, as long as you left the Koi alone. C'mon find your leash while I get my shoes on." Jonah said, taking note of it but wasn't gonna pursue it right now.

Zip let out a happy bark, following his uncle back into the house and excited to be taken throughout the town.

Disclaimer: These stories are purely works of fiction. Nothing is meant to represent actual events that happened or will happen. No part of this is ever supposed to be replicated in real life. As adults, we're responsible for distinguishing between fantasy and reality. Any actions replicated by any person in real life should be reported to the proper authorities. Thank you.