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Kris couldn't believe it! It was as if he was in a dream! Not only was he living with the Foxworthy's, but his Mom was here most of the time! She'd canceled a lot of those political events that she usually went to and was staying home with him for a whole week! On top of that she said she had a surprise for him! He pinched himself again but got the same result, it hurt!

He'd taken special pains with his outfit making sure he was in his best pair of black low riding jeans that showed the waistband of his blue boxers and a t-shirt that wouldn't offend her, this one a simple black shirt with the red outline of a bisected circle that had a little white dot in either half of the circle. It was summer so he didn't need his usual black hoodie, but it also meant he didn't need to dress in that awful uniform.

The entire ride from the Foxworthy house to the airport he was distracted and confused neither the coach nor his mother would tell him who they were picking up. All he knew is that they had to be there now since the plane was supposed to be landing. Coach had gotten directions from the poodle at the information kiosk and they were now standing outside gate #3 waiting for this mystery guest. He'd just turned back to his mother when he heard his name. "Kris! Kris! Turn around Coonface!" For a moment he was rooted to the spot. It couldn't be! It wasn't possible!

He felt like everything had been turned down to slow motion, turning around seemed to take a million years, then he caught sight of that familiar smug grin and he whooped for joy! "SEAN!" He bolted toward the other boy totally disregarding the security officer in his rush to get to his best friend in the whole world!

Sean seemed just as excited to see him, the cougar's bags fell out of his hands and he ran toward Kris. The boys collided, wrapping their arms around each other, laughing and hollering and making a huge scene in the middle of the disembarking passengers. They didn't notice the amused looks they were getting from some of the passengers, the coach picking up the discarded luggage, or Clawdia explaining to a worried security guard that they hadn't seen each other in a year, they only had eyes for each other.

When they'd calmed down a bit they stood looking each other over slowly, Kris noted that his friend had bulked up a little in the year they'd been apart, his chest and shoulders looked more defined, but he still had the same incorrigible look in his eyes. "It's good to see you," he finally said, realizing they'd been standing there just staring at each other for quite a while. Then something dawned on him, "Wait, how'd you get here?"

Sean gave him that sly smile of his and shrugged his left shoulder. "Hitched a ride on a star?" He rolled his eyes at the taller boy, "We're in an airport doofus!" Turning he kept his arm around Kris' waist as he faced Clawdia and the horse. "Thanks for asking me to come Mrs. Blackwood. Mom said to tell you hello and she still wants that recipe for your glazed ham."

Clawdia slipped her arms around the boy's shoulders and hugged him for a moment. "It's good to see you Sean. This, since my son was so rude as to ignore proper introductions," she shot a pointed look at her son, "is Kris' new swim coach Mr. O'Brien." She stepped back and let the horse extend a hand to the cougar.

Kris watched his Coach's face intently as he looked over the cougar; he really wanted them to like each other. The horse smiled amiably and shook the other boy's hand, "Pleased to meet you Sean. I hope you enjoy your stay." From what Kris could tell it was going all right, Sean shook his hand and gazed up at the Coach with those wonderful deep brown eyes of his. Kris couldn't help smiling, he was just so happy to finally have his best friend back.

* * * * *

They'd spent the day together, Kris showing the cougar around the Foxworthy's large house before they settled down to some serious video gaming. Sean coaxed Kris outside with him several times so he could sneak a cigarette, something that Kris didn't join him in but didn't really think much about either. Dinner was pizza ordered in from the local place that did wonderful combinations like chicken Alfredo and barbequed pork.

When it was time for bed Kris shyly asked Sean if he'd rather sleep in Audio's room or share his bed in the second guest room. "I'm here to see you not some other kit's bedroom 'Coonface!" was the instantaneous reply. Clawdia didn't seem to mind the idea, which didn't really surprise Kris; after all they'd been having sleepovers since he was seven and Sean was eight.

The boys raced each other up to the second floor and into the bathroom where they hurriedly went through the process of brushing their teeth and taking turns doing the other various things one does before turning in for the night. Kris couldn't be sure but he thought he caught Sean stealing a peek at him when he was peeing, but he didn't think about it too much. Then another race down the hall to see who would reach the bedroom first, Sean burst through the door a moment before Kris and the two fell onto the bed laughing breathlessly.

They were both in their underwear, Sean in a pair of dark blue boxers and Kris in a pair of tight fitting black boxer briefs with the punisher's skull over his groin. Once they had the blankets pulled up and the lights out Sean rolled onto his side and poked Kris in the shoulder. "Hey 'Coonface," he waited till the raccoon looked at him, "have your feelings changed that much?"

There was a sad sound to Sean's voice that had Kris' ears flicking back as he reached out to touch his best friend's shoulder. "What are you talking about Sean? I love having you here! Today was the greatest day I've had all summer!" It felt so perfect to him that he couldn't understand why Sean would be sad at all.

The cougar watched his face for a moment then let out a soft sigh and whispered, "You haven't hardly touched me. I mean you hugged me at the airport but..." He shrugged a little still seeming disappointed.

It took a few moments for Kris to realize what it was that Sean was talking about, they'd spent the afternoon shoving each other on the shoulder and sitting so close that their thighs touched... he blushed hard when he figured it out. As gently and slowly as he could he moved forward leaning his head toward Sean's. For a moment he held still looking into the other boy's eyes, but then he felt the warmth of breath against his lips. A soft moan slipped out of him and he pressed forward bringing his lips into contact with Sean's. They didn't do much more than kiss that first night, Sean was tired and Kris had to get up, as usual, to do laps in the morning, but they did fall asleep in each other's arms.

* * * * *

Sean went to the pool with Kris in the morning, he didn't swim but he did sit in the stands and watch every move that the coach made while the raccoon was in the water. His eyes missed nothing. When it was time to go Sean slid his arms around Kris possessively and was pawing at him in ways that made Kris uncomfortable, mostly because he didn't want the older male to see what Sean was doing.

As they were leaving Kris turned on the older boy, "Sean what were you doing in there?" He was really upset and the cougar seemed to realize it.

Sean tried to slip his arms around the raccoon's waist, "I'm sorry Kris I just couldn't help myself!" He looked up at his friend showing a little sadness in his brown eyes.

At first Kris tried to push Sean away, he was so upset about the way that the cougar had been touching him in public that he didn't want to let it go. "Well learn how! God it felt like you were treating me like a piece of meat! I didn't like it!" His hands were on the cougar's shoulders now and he pushed Sean away a little to make his point. "Don't do it again!"

Nodding Sean lowered his eyes, folding his ears back, "Alright Kris, I'll keep my hands to myself when we're around your coach." There was something in the way that Sean said coach that Kris didn't like but he couldn't figure out what it was.

"Sean it's not just Coach, it's... well anyone could see!" He looked around as if he was afraid that someone else might see even this much contact and suddenly stepped away from Sean dropping his hands to his sides. "If Dad found out..." He shuddered and wrapped his arms around himself.

This time when Sean spoke it sounded more like he meant what he was saying. "Jeeze Kris I'm sorry I never thought about that. I'll try and keep my hands to myself in public." He waited till the raccoon gave him a hesitant smile before suggesting, "Race you back to the house?" and dropping his skateboard on the sidewalk.

* * * * *

The days sort of blurred together, every day was the same; in the morning Kris went to the local school and did his laps under the watchful gaze of his coach, then the boys would board around town for a while before heading back to the house for lunch, video games and movies took up the time until dinner, then another quick trip to the pool where Kris did more laps before they headed back to the house to get ready for bed.

Sean went with him for everything, he never got into the pool, choosing instead to sit on the side lines and watch the coach. He didn't try to touch Kris inappropriately again but he was always close to the raccoon, slipping an arm around his waist, bumping his hip or shoulder, never leaving Kris alone with his coach. Kris started to feel like Sean was acting like a jealous boyfriend.

At night Sean would press for more, first it was the kissing, then he wanted to touch every part of Kris that he could get his hands on. The kissing got really hot and heavy with Sean pushing his taller friend back into the pillows and holding him there as he ran his hands over his chest and down his stomach. Kris stopped him before he went too far, catching his wrist and pulling his hand back up to his shoulder. He didn't think he was ready for what Sean seemed to want and it upset him. He wanted to give the cougar everything in the world, he cared that much for him, but he just didn't feel comfortable with that kind of touching yet.

* * * * *

The morning of their last full day together Kris woke slowly to the warm feeling of Sean's against his body. He was pulled against the cougar's front tightly enough that he could feel his friend's erection pressing into his backside. Sean was kissing the back of his shoulders, and it made Kris purr, still mostly asleep. It took him a while to realize that the feeling he was getting from his groin was due to Sean's hand sliding up and down over his underwear, along the hard ridge of his penis. It felt so good he didn't want to stop the other boy.

His body certainly didn't want Sean to stop. Slowly he rolled onto his back, shifting a little away from the feline so he didn't hurt him. "Sean... God what are you... I mean... I know *what*... but why?" He tried hard not to sound accusing but the cat had been trying to get his hands in his pants from the first night he got there.

Lifting himself up and supporting his weight on his elbow Sean smiled at Kris. "I want to be your first Kris. I was your first kiss; I want to be your first everything!" The moment the words were out of Sean's mouth he knew he'd said something wrong. However he assumed that it was thinking he could be the raccoon's first, he'd been experimenting what made him think Kris would wait for him? He leaned in and kissed the startled raccoon full on the lips. His hand took the opportunity to slide up to the waistband of Kris' shorts and slip under the elastic.

Kris stiffened and grabbed the cougar's wrist. "Don't!" He looked away from his friend and fought down the urge to scream at him. "Just don't..."

"Kris? I don't get it. Your Mom seems fine with us messing around. You used to want to kiss me every chance we had..." The cougar's voice changed suddenly it got darker and nasty. "It's that coach isn't it? I'm not good enough for you anymore 'cause you have that horse is that it? Is that why you don't want to kiss me any more? Why you won't let me touch you?" His voice changed again becoming almost desperate, "I go home tomorrow Kris. God knows when I'll be able to touch you again! Please." He pressed his face into the raccoon's chest and wrapped his arms around the slender waist holding on tightly.

Kris was so confused; Sean went from one emotion to the next like water flowing over rocks. He put his arms around the cougar and held him, lowering his head to kiss between the flattened ears. "Sean..." words failed him. He really cared for Sean, might even love him, but he wasn't sure he was ready for what the feline was asking of him. The clock on the bedside table said he should be getting ready to go to the pool but he whispered, "I'm sorry." Taking a moment to shut off his alarm, the taller boy looked down at his friend and slowly peeled his boxer-briefs down off his hips. He wasn't hard at the moment but that wasn't a problem lately, given a few minutes he'd be spilling out of his sheath once more.

Sean made a soft sound, his eyes never leaving Kris as he finally got a good look at what his friend had been hiding away. "Oh Kris, I need you so much." He didn't make a move toward the taller boy this time, letting the raccoon come to him as he had fantasized so many times in the last year.

Kris hesitated for a moment, he still wasn't sure about this but Sean said he needed it... carefully he leaned down to kiss his friend, deeply as they had been building up to all week. This time it felt different, but he couldn't explain it even to himself. He settled down beside the cougar on his side watching Sean's face, trying to figure out what he was feeling. The cougar still tasted like cigarettes which made him cringe inside as it brought back memories of his father and his drinking buddies, but he shoved the memories away this was Sean not Duke!

That kiss had Sean hard in an instant. It was hard for him to wait while Kris settled on the bed, he wanted to reach out and touch the raccoon so badly. Rolling onto his side so he was facing his friend he slipped his own boxers off, kicking the material off the bed and leaving him as naked but more aroused. He didn't ask if Kris was all right with this, he didn't see the need to. The younger boy had taken his underwear off himself; he must want it as badly as Sean did.

Kris had no idea what to expect, he'd jerked himself off a few times sure (okay so at least once a day for the last year or so) but he'd never had anyone else touching him like that until now. He closed his eyes and held his breath as Sean's hand found his side then slowly moved down to his hip. He could feel the feline's breath on his chest knew he was looking down as his hand moved slowly down the side of his leg then back up along the front of it. He couldn't help the soft gasp when warm fingers curled around his scrotum; it was so unlike what he did to himself that he couldn't stop his hips from pressing forward. His penis started to spill from his sheath in response to that warm hand holding and gently fondling him.

When Sean wrapped his fingers around the ebony length of his cock he shuddered, the sensation sent electric thrills through him, made him throw his head back into the pillows and let out a loud trill! This is what he'd been fighting? This overwhelming feeling of... of... he didn't have words for it! Then the cougar moved his hand, sliding up along the hard length of his shaft and making him shove his hips up to try to keep the contact going longer. His mind might not be sure he was ready for this but his body definitely was!

Sean's hand moved slowly at first, sliding back down then up again along the silky skin. He seemed to be enjoying the reactions he was pulling out of the raccoon, the soft moans, the rough thrusts of Kris' hips; even the way the other boy was gripping the bed sheet. It didn't take very long for the sensations to build to a head inside Kris, and before he knew what was happening he was coming all over Sean's chest and abdomen. Somehow he'd ended up on his back with Sean straddling his thighs, though the cat's head was still pressed against his chest as he watched every twitch and shudder that ran through the raccoon's cock.

It felt indescribably good, yet at the same time there was a note of sorrow in Kris that he couldn't comprehend. He loved Sean, at least he thought he did. Sean was the best thing that had happened to him in his short life, but there was this feeling of regret that came as his breathing slowed and he started to be able to think again. Sean looked so happy when he lifted his head, licking a few splatters of white off his muzzle, that Kris shoved the negative thoughts away, hiding them in a box deep down inside himself. He could do this; he could give Sean what he needed.

Reaching down he wrapped his right hand around the cougar's penis, pretending it was his own and stroking up and down the length of it in slow deliberate motions. Sean threw his head back and started shoving his hips forward into Kris' hand, the little barbs of flesh on the top part of his shaft catching at the skin on the raccoon's palm. Every movement of his hips pushed his scrotum tight against the other boys, keeping Kris from going soft again from the jolts of sensation. He put his left hand on Sean's hip and kept rubbing up and down his length watching his body, trying to imagine what the cat was feeling. After only a few minutes of stroking, Sean's sac pulled up tight against his body and he let out a loud merowl, his penis throbbing in Kris' hand a few times before shooting white stringy ropes of cum out to land in the raccoon's soft chest and belly fur.

Kris kept stroking for another few moments, before Sean shuddered and collapsed down onto his chest. Neither of them spoke for a while, the sound of the labored breathing the only thing in the room. Then Sean started to purr softly, lifting his head and smiling up at Kris. "Feels good doesn't it? See what you've been missing all week, could have been doing this all along!" As he lifted himself up a little Sean dragged his fingers through the mess on his belly, collecting the white deposit and lifting it to his lips to lick it off as if it was fine chocolate.

"Yeah," Kris said a little breathlessly, "guess I was being silly to make you stop all the time." But he didn't feel silly, he felt... No he didn't want to think about that, Sean was happy and that's what mattered most. "I better get moving, I'll have to shower before I hit the pool and I'm already late." Sean rolled off Kris without protest still licking his fingers and sighed softly.

Kris left him there grabbed his robe and headed for the bathroom at the end of the hall. A quick shower and he was back in his room again, where Sean was still lounging on the bed. "I think I'll stay here if you don't mind today, take a little nap. That way I'll be ready to go when you get back." He winked at Kris, making the raccoon blush and fold his ears back.

"Sure Sean, I shouldn't be long." He threw on some clothes and grabbed his swim bag heading for the door. "See you soon." He ran along the hall and down the stairs, grabbed his skateboard and was out the door before his mother could ask why he was running so late today. At the pool Coach was waiting, but he didn't say anything, just looked at the clock and pointed toward the pool.

Ashamed of himself for not only being late, but for what he'd done with Sean, Kris pushed himself hard harder than usual. He made it through the first two thirds of his usual laps before the Coach blew his whistle. "Out! Get out of my pool now Kris!"

The raccoon pulled his limp feeling body up and fell back into the pool finally resorting to swimming to the shallow end and using the stairs where he'd normally just haul himself out over the edge wherever he happened to be. He crawled a few feet from the edge of the pool and rolled onto his back gasping for breath and staring at the ceiling.

Coach O'Brien crouched down beside him and waited for a moment looking at his heaving chest before he asked softly, "What was that all about?"

He turned his head slowly toward the couch, "Its personal Coach." He blush furiously as he realized he could see the coach's bulge outlined by his swimsuit all the more prominently from this angle and quickly looked back up at the ceiling.

The horse snorted, "Since when has that stopped you telling me what's on your mind Kris?"

Closing his eyes the boy sighed and nodded. "Okay, you have a point there." He pulled himself into a sitting position and looked up into the older male's face. "It's Sean."

The Coach nodded, "Figured as much when he didn't show up with you today." He held a hand out to the boy and stood, pulling the raccoon to his feet once he'd taken the outstretched hand. "So, lovers spat?" Since their time was almost up for the day anyway he led the boy into his office and indicated one of the chairs in front of his desk.

The boy sank into the indicated chair and seemed to deflate in on himself. "Not... really..."

O'Brien leaned forward onto his desk folding his hands together and bracing his weight on his elbows and forearms. "I understand that it's a personal issue, but it's obviously affecting your training so either it needs to stop or I need to know about it so I can help you through it." He waited for a few moments while the words sank in.

Kris folded his arms over his chest and stared at his outstretched feet. "It'll be ending soon anyway, Sean goes home tomorrow."

"That's a fair point, if you're satisfied that it will end the problem we can leave it there. But Kris, whatever it is you know you can come to me with it?" He frowned slightly then added, "If it continues to affect your training we're going to need to talk about it."

Kris sighed but nodded slowly. "Yeah I know..."

"Alright now that that's settled, you owe me laps. Since we're out of time this morning that means you better be on time tonight and be prepared to work your butt off." O'Brien smiled at the groan from the boy and tisked at him. "Come now you're the one who wanted to stay in shape over the summer."

* * * * *

The rest of the day passed as usual, skateboarding in the park, lunch, video games and a movie, dinner, then back to the pool where Kris worked hard to make up for his botched morning practice. Sean didn't go with him to the pool, opting instead to stay home with his Mom and watch another movie. It was later than usual when the raccoon got back from his training session with the Coach, worn out and hardly able to drag himself up to bed. Kris could tell Sean was disappointed that nothing happened that night but he really couldn't muster up the energy for more than a few chaste kisses before he fell asleep.

The next morning Kris awoke before his alarm, for a while he just lay there thinking about Sean and what the cougar wanted from him. He was going home today and Kris felt like he needed to do something special for his friend since he didn't know when they would see each other again. Rolling onto his side he watched his friend sleep for a while, enjoying the peaceful look on his face. After a bit he started stroking the cougar's fur playing with the softness, letting his fingers glide down his chest and belly.

He wasn't sure when he made up his mind but eventually he slipped his hand down inside the cougar's underwear and started to explore what he found there. He was gentle his fingers roaming over the sleeping felines sheath and scrotum in a lazy kind of way. When he felt the stirring in Sean's sheath he didn't pull back, instead he dipped a finger inside to see if he could touch the tip before it came out. He heard Sean take a sharp breath and grinned to himself sliding his head under the covers.

He'd never done anything like this before, yeah he'd heard the stories in the bathroom and the locker room like all the other guys had, but he'd never thought about doing it himself. Carefully he pulled his finger out of the cat's sheath and worked to push it down exposing the tip of the hidden flesh. Sliding his underwear down to hook the elastic under his scrotum where it would say out of the way.

He took a moment to inhale Sean's personal scent then slowly lowered his muzzle to brush a kiss over the tip of his penis. It felt... warm and hard but soft and silky at the same time. Nothing he'd ever touched before felt quite like this. Slowly he opened his mouth and ran his tongue over the warm skin. His ears flickered hearing Sean's muffled moan pleased that he was doing something right. Carefully with small movements he slipped his lips down around the firm flesh, his tongue swathing it with gentle licks.

He was no more than halfway down the cougar's length when the blankets flew off his body and warm hands curled into his hair. It startled him and he pulled back a bit only to have Sean shove his head down forcing more of his penis into the shocked raccoon's mouth. "That's it! Fuck I knew you were a slut! Probably done that coach of yours a thousand times!"

Kris' ears laid back and he pushed at Sean's hips trying to lift his mouth off his friend's penis so he could deny the accusation, not only that but he was starting to feel like he was choking. Sean let him up a bit, but no where near as much as he needed to be able to get off the boy's penis, then forced his head back down as he lifted his hips up, shoving his hard member deeper into Kris' unprepared muzzle.

"Suck it! Come on little slut, suck that cock!" Sean's voice was rough and his hands refused to let Kris go, pushing him down repeatedly to meet the upward movement of his hips. With tears now streaming down his cheeks Kris closed his mouth around the other body's shaft and did his best not to choke on the roughly thrusting tip as he was forced to take it into his throat over and over. What had started as a tender exploration of his friend's body had suddenly turned into a nightmare for the raccoon. He didn't want to hurt Sean, but he was having trouble getting enough air to breathe.

It felt like it was never going to stop, like the cougar was going to keep shoving his length into Kris' mouth until the end of time. All the while he was thrusting he kept saying such mean things, "That's a good little cock sucker, you like that don't you pretty boy! Aaaaahhh yeah, gonna fuck your mouth so good! Take it like the little slut you are!" Kris was ready to die when he felt Sean's hips push up and his hands push down forcing him to hold the whole of his now throbbing penis in his mouth, with the head shoved down his throat. "YESSSSSS!" The feline's hiss was accompanied but thick choking blasts of fluid that shot out of his penis and down Kris' throat each one making the boy's hips jerk up against his mouth as if he could shove himself further into the poor raccoon's maw.

Then it was finally over, Sean's fingers left his hair and he jerked his head up sucking in breaths of air between choking coughs to clear his throat of the salty sticky fluid he'd been forced to swallow. The cougar didn't seem to notice Kris' distress; he was too wrapped up in the hazy of afterglow. The alarm on the bedside table started going off and Kris moved to shut it off. Without looking back at Sean he grabbed his swim bag and some clothes and left the room.

Kris poured himself into his laps, focusing on making each and every stroke of his arms and legs perfection. The feel of his body moving as it was supposed to soothed him and let him slip into the almost trance like state that he achieved when in the pool. He even managed a few extra laps before the Coach called him out. He showered and dressed, then followed the Coach to his car since he was taking them to the airport again today. He didn't get out of the car at the Foxworthy place, just waited in the back until everyone else was in and stared out the window on the drive.

At the airport he helped Sean carry his bags to his assigned gate and gave him a cursory hug not expecting anything else. The cat had other plans; he pulled Kris down and kissed him hard, his tongue invading the raccoon's unresisting mouth. Even though Kris had asked him not to touch him in public the cat ran his hand over Kris' ass then up over his groin, making sure to let the coach see what he was doing. Finally snapping out of his shock Kris pushed Sean away, glaring at the older boy and shaking his head. The last he saw of the cougar was his smirking face as he walked past the security checkpoint.

As they turned to head toward the exit, Kris felt tears welling up in his eyes, but pushed them back down. his He was silent in the car all the way back to the Foxworthy place, but the adults just assumed it was due to Sean's departure. He'd done it to himself really, if he hadn't given in to Sean's urgings he wouldn't be feeling like this now. Sean was so different then he remembered. They used to be so close and now...

Lying on his bed when he got back up to his room was one of the cougar's shirts, the one that he'd been wearing when he first got off the plane. Kris walked up to it, lifted it to his nose and inhaled the feline's scent deeply. With tears in his eyes he ripped the shirt down the middle, his claws coming out to aid in the destruction, ripping and pulling at the t-shirt until it lay in ruins on the floor. He thought of just leaving it there for his mother to find, but he knew he was old enough to clean up his own mess.