Curious Canines
The day started out as an average day for me. I got up in the morning, much to my dismay, as I was forced out of bed by my mom. After completely tuning out what she had to say to me, I sheepishly scooted to the bathroom down the hallway from my bedroom.
I walked inside and closed the door, looking at the mirror at the skewed fur on my face. I was an averaged height Poochyena cub of about 8 months old, with grey fur covering my body, with my jaw, down to my crotch having black fur, as well as my paws and feet. My eyes were yellow with red pupils, and were a bit redder, due to me just waking up. At the time, I was in my pajamas, which was a single pajama shirt, with a pair of briefs.
After my morning inspection, I walked over to the toilet, pulled down my underwear to pee, then stripped down and took a shower. After I had put the shampoo on my head, and started to rub it all over my body, I realized that I was planned to go to a sleep over all weekend at my friend, Growlithe's, house. Houndour was going to be there as well. I suddenly perked up, giving a shout of joy, as I proceeded to quickly rinse the shampoo from my fur, and jumping out and drying as quickly as I could. I dug in my dresser for some underwear and socks, and then I pulled out some pants and a shirt and threw them all on, and then I slipped on my shoes and laced them, grabbed my bag, and headed into the kitchen.
"I have some breakfast ready for you, Poochy." My mom said, not turning around from what she was doing on the stove. My mom was a fairly tall Mightyena, but otherwise nothing that made her stick out from the crowd.
"Thanks, mom." I ate my cereal and toast, and drank down my milk. When I finished, I put the dishes in the sink, kissed my mom goodbye, and then ran out the door to catch the bus. It was late fall, and all the leaves on the trees had already fallen off. There was a dark cloud cover, but it wasn't too dark out. After a few minutes of waiting, the bus came around the corner, driven by an old Persian. I climbed on the bus, taking a quick sweep over the other Pokémon, before spotting Houndour. I ran to the back and slid into the seat with him, putting my bag in the floor.
"I'm really excited about going over to Growlithe's later!" I said instantly.
"I know! Me too! We had so much fun last time we went over there." He replied back, just as excited as I was.
We had gone to Growlithe's before and stayed the weekend. It was really fun, because he lived on a farm several miles out from town, and he had a forest by his house that we liked to go exploring in. This time, we had plans to camp out in his back yard. At least, that's what Growlithe's parents think. We would probably go out into the forest at night and try to scare each other.
"I don't know if I'm going to be able to make it through school today! I'm too excited!" I said.
"It's Friday though, so hopefully Mr. Noctowl won't make us do too much work." He replied back.
When we got there, we saw Growlithe, who was dropped off by his mom. Houndour and I ran over to him and said our hellos, then went on talking about the last episode of Cops that was on last night. We loved to make fun of some of the stupid Pokémon that were on there. One of them tried to outrun the cops in a footrace, but everyone knows you can't outrun a trained Arcanine.
The bell rang for everyone to go inside, so we slowly walked down the hall to our second grade class room that was on the right side of the building, which was from Kindergarten to third grade. The other side was fourth grade to sixth grade, and then the cafeteria was in the middle of the building.
The three of us were in the same class, and the way the classroom was set up, our desks were in a group of three together. The day went by slowly, as the three of us had to be told to quit talking several times over the day, since we were talking about what all we were going to do that weekend. At lunch, our hall filed in the cafeteria. I didn't get to sit with Houndour and Growlithe, since it was in alphabetical. I had to sit by a male Pinsir, and a female Rattata. When lunch let out, I met up with the other two at recess, and we played around. We would have play fought, but the school didn't allow battles, except for in the class we had for it.
The last part of the day dragged on and on, having to go through math, science, and social studies. Luckily, Mr. Noctowl was cool, so he let us pack up a bit early, so we could all go right as the bell rang.
Growlithe's mom, who was an Arcanine, was waiting outside in the parking circle for the three of us. Growlithe hopped into the front, and Houndour and I in the back. Growlithe's mom drove a fairly nice minivan that was nice and tidy inside, and smelled like vanilla.
"So how was school, boys?" she asked us.
"It dragged on and on for eveeerr!" Houndour said. "You can't get much more boring than trying to do all kinds of huge subtraction problems! I think that's my worst subject."
"Did you make a 74 on the worksheet today?" I teased him. He punched me in the arm, and I just laughed.
It was about a twenty minute drive from the school to Growlithe's house. We drove out of town, and down a road that lead into the woods. After a long time, we turned down another road, which lead into their property. Basically, it was a very big driveway.
We pulled up in the real driveway, and as soon as Growlithe's mom turned the engine off the car, we all jumped out and ran for Growlithe's room. For a long time, we played on his original Xbox, trying to see who could kill the other at Halo. Houndour won, but it was a close game overall. After that, we took turns playing Fable, going around and killing off all the villages.
When we got bored with video games, we went outside and did some play battling. We were all three pretty strong, and always liked to test each other. I was always at a disadvantage, though, because the other two could use fire. We usually went by the rules of no fire, especially since it ruined our clothes, because we didn't have any fire proof ones. Well, I didn't, at least. I had hoped that I would get some for my birthday that year. When we went back inside, Growlithe's mom had made us dinner, which consisted of pork, rolled in bread, and covered in gravy. That was the favorite food of all three of us.
When we finished, Growlithe's mom got out the tent we were going to be sleeping in that night. When Growlithe's dad got home from work, he helped us set it up, and helped us build a fire outside the tent. The three of us, plus Growlithe's parents, sat around the fire and roasted marshmallows and told stories. The best thing about it, is that it was only Friday. The next day, we would spend all day exploring.
We stayed up until about nine, just telling stories, until Growlithe's parents said it was time to go to bed. We went in the tent to change, stripping our clothes and putting on our pajamas. I had a pair of briefs, and a brown sleeping shirt with paw prints on it. Growlithe had a pair of blue and white boxers, and a blue sleeping shirt with Pokéballs and stars on it. Then Houndour had a pair of briefs, with a white sleeping shirt with red buttons. We got our sleeping pallets, and unrolled them inside the tent. We said our good nights, and "went to bed".
"Do you think they'll go to sleep?" asked Growlithe's dad, out of our earshot.
"Nah. I doubt it." Replied his mother, giggling as they went back into the house.
So we laid there for about five minutes, until we were sure that Growlithe's parents were gone, we got out of the tent, and went into the forest to explore, just like we had planned. We all had flashlights, so we could see where we were going.
After a while of exploring, we noticed that Houndour had left from our group. We got scared, and started thinking about one of the stories Growlithe's father told us not too long from then. We were calling his name, and started to get worried. Then, when we were about to go get Growlithe's parents, Houndour jumped out from behind us, and 'roared' as loud as he could. He scared the living daylights out of us both, and is lucky he has Flash Fire, because Growlithe Embered him in the face out of fright.
"Hey, guys. I have to pee." I said, being scared causing it, I had guessed.
"Yeah, I do too," said Growlithe.
The three of us picked a tree, pulled our pants down, and tried to see who could pee the longest. For some reason, I felt something when I was watching the other two. It's a good thing it was dark, and that I had dark fur, because I was blushing, I think. I noticed that something pink was poking out of the thing I peed out of. I think I heard some of the older kids at school call it a "penis."
When we were done, and after Growlithe had won, I took an extra second to rub the pink thing with a digit. It sent a shiver through my body, and it started to grow more. Not wanting the other two to see it, I had shoved it back in my pants, blushing still.
I didn't mention it to the others on the way back. It took us about five minutes to get back to the tent. We crawled inside and said our good nights. I couldn't get to sleep. I laid there for quite a while, even after the other two had fallen asleep. There was something in my crotch that kept bothering me, and I don't know why. It had never bothered me before.
Well, I was older than the other two, 8 months, instead of 7, so I was getting closer to maturity than the other two were. My body was changing, and I didn't know it at the time.
I was getting really curious, so I slowly and quietly sat up on my knees, pulling down my pants, and noticing the pink thing was bigger, and poking out more than it was before. I checked the other two, and made sure they were asleep. So I pulled my underwear down a little further, still on my knees, and started to play around with the pink thing. Every time I touched it, it tingled, and made me shiver. It felt, different, to say the least, but not bad.
After a few more seconds of touching and playing with it, I noticed it starting to grow larger and larger, until it was about 2 inches long. I had no idea what it was, and was kind of worried. But then again, it felt really good when I touched it, so I kept it up, stroking it with a digit, up and down. I wasn't old enough yet for a knot to develop.
All of a sudden, I saw movement, and shoved the pink object in my pants. Growlithe sat up, and looked around at me. "Why are you... up still?" He asked me, yawning.
"I, Uhm... I couldn't sleep." I wasn't lying. I couldn't sleep.
"Oh... well, I got to pee again." He started to get up.
"Okay... Hey. Can I come with you?" I asked, kind of wanting to watch him pee again.
"Why? Eh, whatever. I guess..." We both got up, and headed outside to a tree. I brought a flashlight, shining it on his area while he was peeing. I was blushing strongly, and my pants started to bulge again. I tried to act like I didn't notice. Once he finished peeing, I noticed the pink thing inside of his penis. To my dismay, he pulled his pants up. We walked back to the tent, and went back to bed. Or, he did, at least. As soon as he was asleep again, I was back on my knees, staring at the pink shaft that was protruding from where I peed.
Once rubbing it with a digit got boring, I put my paw around it, which shot a jolt of pleasure through my body. I had to hold in a noise, not wanting to wake the others. I stared at it, blushing heavily at this point. There was a tiny bit of some liquid that was leaking out of the end of my shaft. I didn't take too much notice, as I was too absorbed in what I was doing.
My small paw started to stroke the member, being greeted by immense pleasure that I had never felt before. I started to pant lightly, my tongue hanging out slightly as I continued to slowly stroke myself. I didn't notice that I started to get a little loud. And since I had my eyes closed, I didn't notice that Growlithe had sat up again, rubbing his eyes, "Poochyena?"
As quickly as I possibly could, I shoved my member back in my underwear. "W-what?" I turned my head to look at him. He was looking at my crotch.
"What was that?" He asked, getting too curious.
"Uhm, it was nothing." I replied quickly.
"No, you had something in your paw. And why are your pants bulging?" He squinted his eyes. "Take your underwear off." He said.
"No, I don't want to." I said, doing my best to sound cool, although I was failing. He got impatient, and leaned over, taking my underwear in his paws and pulling it off, tossing it across the tent.
"What IS that thing?" He asked me, looking very curiously at my twitching pink member. I did my best to cover it up with my paws.
"It's nothing!" I said, trying my best to take his interest off of it. I knew Growlithe, though, and knew he wouldn't lose interest so easily.
He leaned over to Houndour, and poked him in the face. "Hey, Houndour, get up. You have to see this." He twitched, and then slowly opened his eyes, looking up at Growlithe.
"Whasat?..." he answered very sheepishly, sitting up and rubbing his eyes.
"Look at this thing poking out of Poochyena's place where he pees. It's weird looking."
Houndour woke up instantly when he saw my member, getting just as curious as Growlithe. "What the heck is that thing?"
"Look, I d-don't know what it is!" I said, still trying to defend myself.
Growlithe leaned over, pulling my paws from my member, so he could get a better look. I sort of gave up, sitting there on my knees, giving up and letting them look at it. Growlithe leaned up farther, and sniffed it, his nose twitching, as did my member. "It smells... weird."
Houndour did the same, leaning over to sniff it. "Hmm... I like it..." So then Growlithe leaned back down, and they both kept smelling my member. I felt very awkward, having my two friends sniffing the weird pink thing, which was coming out of the place where I usually peed from.
Suddenly, Houndour put his paw on in, and rubbed it. I let out a soft moan, blushing hard. "Ohh..." I said.
"What's your problem?" asked Growlithe, giving me a weird look.
"Well, when you touch it, it feels really, really good." I said, secretly hoping that Houndour would do it again. Thankfully for me, he did.
"You mean like this?" He said, and started to rub it, which made more of that liquid ooze out of the tip of it.
"Y-yes... That feels amazing!" I moaned out, closing my eyes.
"Hmm... what's this stuff coming out of the end? I don't think it's pee..." said Growlithe, who also put his paw on it, and was stroking. He leaned his head over, and gives the end a lick, taking some of the pre with him. I shuttered violently, his tongue on it feeling twice as good as a paw.
"It tastes kind of salty... I kind of like it."
"P-please... Do that again..." I said, panting loudly.
"Oh, okay." Growlithe leaned over, and gave it another lick, then another. This time, some pre actually spurted out on his nose. He instantly pulled back. "Hey, what the heck..."
"I want to try it," said Houndour, who also leaned in and started to lick at it, also getting a spurt in the nose. He didn't stop though, and then both of them were licking at my member, which was constantly spurting out the stuff.
"Hey, Growlithe, stop for a minute," said Houndour.
"Why?" he asked, stopping.
"I want to try something." Having it to himself then, he put his mouth over it, and started to lap at the tip in his mouth, licking down the stuff.
I was going insane with pleasure, my member being especially sensitive, since it was still developing. I was almost howling with pleasure, letting out many, loud moans. I was glad Growlithe's parents were inside.
"H-Houndour! Stop, q-quickly!" I said, and he stopped.
"Why stop?" He asked me.
"I-it felt like something was coming out..." I panted, putting a paw back on it and stroking it. Growlithe and Houndour were watching intently. Not much longer after I started to rub again, a massive burning sensation built up in my lower area, and my member had shot out a few spurts of some white-ish clear liquid a few inches in front of me. I almost screamed out in pleasure, but held it in, not wanting to wake Growlithe's parents.
After a second or two, I stopped spurting the unknown liquid, and felt very much worn out. I sat there on my knees, panting loudly.
"What was that?" pondered Houndour out loud. He leaned down on my mat where the stuff had landed, sniffed it, and licked it. He smacked his lips a little. "Hmm... That's not too bad."
"I want to try it." Growlithe bent down, and licked up the rest, nodding. "Yeah. That's pretty good. "
"I wonder what it was..." asked Houndour, "We should get more."
"Yeah, I agree." He leaned down to my member which was kind of limp, but still out, and tried to suck on it.
"Ow! Don't do that right now!" I said. It had hurt when he did that. "I'm worn out, right now... Maybe it needs time to rest." I suggested.
"Aw, that stinks." Said Growlithe.
All of a sudden, I got an idea. I scooted towards Growlithe, and grabbed hold of his pants, pulling them off, revealing another small pink thing, but not out all the way, and a bit smaller than mine. I did the same to Houndour, also revealing a pink thing, but bigger than Growlithe's. "So we all have them." I said.
"Oh, cool!" exclaimed Houndour, instantly putting his paw on his, shivering, as does Growlithe.
"W-wow... you were right, Poochy. This does feel a-amazing!" said Growlithe, who was stroking his already.
"Hey guys, wait for me. I want to do it with you." I said, feeling kind of left out now.
"Okay. We'll wait," said Houndour.
We waited a minute or two, the other two still playing with themselves, amazed. "Okay, I think I'm ready again."
I started to rub myself, until my pink thing came out full sized again.
We all sat on our knees, right in front of in each other, in a sort of tight triangle, stroking out new found body parts. We all looked at each other's members, blushing hard.
"G-guys... I-I think that thing... is happening!" said Growlithe through pants and moans.
"Me t-too!" both Houndour and I replied.
Growlithe was the first to shoot the liquid out. He leaned his head back, moaning loudly as his liquid shot on me, and then I went again, and shot on Houndour, who then finally shot his stuff on Growlithe.
So it went like this: I had the biggest thing, Houndour lasted the longest, and Growlithe shot the most stuff.
So when we three were finished, we were very worn out. We couldn't sleep just yet, though. We had to clean up.
"Well, we don't want my parents to notice this... The stuff is really sticky, and made my fur get sticky, and my parents might notice," suggested Growlithe.
"I have an idea." I said. I leaned down to Growlithe's underside, and started to lick the stuff off of his fur. The stuff had gotten on his leg, belly, and a bit on his thing. Then Growlithe did Houndour, and Houndour me.
When the three of us were cleaned up, we decided we were very tired, and decided to go to sleep then. So we said our good nights, and huddled on our sleeping pallets, falling asleep one by one.