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Contains graphic description of sexual contact between a human boy and several young furry males. You've been warned. If it's not your thing, don't read it. Likewise, individuals considered unfit to access adult material by the powers that be are advised to go away.

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Camp Encounters One: 'Meating' New People, and First Time Toppin'

"Jacob Ritchler?" I raised my hand quickly, then started gathering my stuff as the head councilor continued, "You're in Kenneth's group, cabin 19..."

I stopped paying attention when he went onto the next name. I had found out what I needed - not so much which cabin I was in, but that the cabin I was in wasn't the same as Fynn's. I tried not to look as disappointed as I was when I went to meet my group. Kenneth, the group leader, was a lion and about 17, though all I thought at the time was that he was older than me and totally hot. Really though, at the time almost any male held an appeal for me (and actually, not much has changed) but even considering that, Ken was one seriously good looking anthro. Already standing with him were two other guys, one was a fox and the other a species I had never seen before, but later learned was a [pine marten](%5C).

As I approached all three were staring at me, and occasionally the Fox would whisper something to the Marten that would make him grin and give me a funny look. Suddenly first day at camp had started to seem like the first day at a new school, and I was cursing Fynn's ability to talk me into things, when the Lion lightly slapped both smaller males with a growl, and then stepped forward to greet me.

"Jacob?" Kenneth asked as I reached the group, holding out his hand for me to shake despite the fact that all mine were full of the crap my mother had insisted I take along. Everyone else had just a single backpack of stuff.

"Ummm... Everyone calls me Jake." I replied, as I looked everywhere but his eyes and his crotch.

Kenneth seemed to realize my predicament, and lowered his hand and looked me over, then smiled, "Great, Jake. Call me Ken, or Kenny." He looked back at the other two, introducing first the Fox and then the Marten, "This is Saxton and that's Ren."

"Hey guys," I said, and both nodded politely, though Saxton still had a mischievous grin.

"Call me Sax." Said the Fox, and I think the only reason Ren didn't shorten his name was because he couldn't.

"Great." I said, "Great to meet you guys, I-"

Ken interrupted, "Hey, here's our fifth already."

I turned to look with the others, and realized I was then doing exactly what had made me uncomfortable a few minutes before. This time, the Fox and the Marten never whispered anything, however, and the young tiger unperturbed by our staring.

"Hi, I'm Danny!" The Tiger piped up, and we all introduced ourselves and said hi.

"Well that's all of us," Ken declared, "Follow me and I'll show you guys the cabin. The rest of today before supper will just be to settle in and get to know your fellow cabinmates." He gave me a look which I couldn't interpret, and then set off towards the cabin. Sax and Ren followed next and Danny and I brought up the rear.

As soon as Ken had opened the door to our home for the next month and a half, both Sax and Ren called out, "Dibs on top!" almost in unison, which for some reason had made me shiver, even though I knew they didn't mean the term the way I had learned it meant in the past few weeks. It turned out, of course, that they were referring to which position on the bunk-beds they'd sleep on, and with a bit of shoving and an angry scowl from the Lion, the had both pushed into the cabin to claim the called positions.

I didn't care, since there was only one situation when I was really comfortable with anyone behind me, and sleeping with strangers wasn't it at that point. I was happy on the bottom (double entendre aside) and was just thankful I had someplace to dump all my bags and my backpack. The lion had a separate room to himself, and went to put his stuff in it. After a brief consideration, I picked the bottom bunk under the fox and went to it, while Danny took his bag to the bunk beneath the Marten.

Sax looked down at me, and grinned what I would learn to consider his 'evil grin' at me as he said, "Good choice, cutey."

"Huh?" I said, thinking I'd heard him wrong.

"You heard me," He replied, and his grin got even wider, showing his incredible array of canine teeth. "I think we're both going to have a lot of fun bunking together this year."

"Um... Okay," I said. "Thanks, I think." He disappeared back up onto his mattress, and I flopped down on my bed with a weary sigh. Dealing with people was hard, and dealing with strangers was even harder. I closed my eyes to catch a brief respite. My rest never lasted, however, as no sooner had I closed my eyes then Ken was calling a 'cabin meeting' in the center of the room.

"Okay guys, let's gather together and acquaint ourselves a little better. They'll be plenty of time to really get to know each other, hopefully fairly closely, latter, but for now, let's just try and take the edge off, okay?" He looked at each of us in turn, as we came into a circle with him, but I had the strange feeling a good deal of what he said was meant for me, "First, lets introduce ourselves, and tell a bit about ourselves, and then you can ask each other some questions."

We nodded and Ken said that he'd begin. It quickly became apparent from the introductions that the three other anthros besides Danny knew each other already, which meant that Danny and I were the only new kids on the block. Or in the cabin, at least. The exercise progressed easily on to the questions, and while the first few were fairly typical and harmless, eventually Sax shot me his evil grin and asked me, "So, are humans as horny and perverted as they say?"

Sax and Ren laughed, and Danny joined in a second later, as I blushed deeply. I was caught completely off guard, and that was the first I had ever heard about any reputation humans had for sexual extravagance.

Ken just looked at me, seeming to wonder how I'd reply, and apparently not at all surprised that Sax would ask such a thing. Then his sense of duty kicked in maybe, or perhaps he had just taken pity on me, because he started to intervene on my behalf, "Hey, Kid, you don't have to answer that, Sax wa-"

"Maybe." I said, quietly, though it stopped whatever excuse Ken was about to give. "Maybe we are, and maybe you'll find out." I said louder, and gave Sax a smile that I thought was keen and clever, though I was still beet red.

All of them just stared at me for a second or two, seemingly caught off guard themselves, finally, by reply. Then I started laughing, thinking back to my conversations with Fynn about my willingness to suck a guy at camp, if he asked. This wasn't really how I thought it would work, but I guess in a way, that is in effect what Sax had asked and that I had possibly agreed to. Sax started to grin again, and muttered, "I hope so!" before he started laughing, until finally we were all sharing the joke of my sudden audacity.

So, see? I wasn't always a completely spineless introvert as a kid. And in fact, later that bit of spine would stiffen up into quite the rebellious attitude, but for that moment it was merely humorous. I'm not sure where the questions would have gone after that, but soon we heard a bell that Ken informed us was the dinner bell, and suddenly it was back to camp-business-as-usual as we got organized and he led us to the mess hall.

Mess hall was cafeteria style, but with the assumption that a cabin would sit together as a family. I saw Fynn farther up in line than I, and we waved while a member of his cabin gave me the once over, and said something to Fynn. Fynn nodded, and suddenly the Wolverine cabinmate waved too, and gave me a thumbs-up with a big grin. It seemed everyone was smiling at me that day, though as I learned later, not everyone had the same reasons.

Looking around the hall as I waited in the slop line, it was clear I was a minority as a human at that point in history at camp. I could only count maybe a dozen of us among the 150 or so campers that year, and all of them were older than me by at least a few years. I only noted it because it was a big change from the 60% majority we held at my school, but I didn't really get the chance to wonder too much about how being a minority felt before I made it to the food, and turned my attention to ordering what I wanted.

At the table, conversation seemed to focus on the other new guy, Danny, since most the earlier questions had been directed at me. Danny was a chipper, guileless (maybe even naïve) tiger just six months younger than me. He was open and happy to answer all the usual questions asked, and despite my assumption that the topics would remain innocent with the kid in a public area, the guys again seemed to want to probe him about somewhat suggestive things. Still, he happily answered questions about his interests in femmes (he hadn't any yet), and denied any interest in males as well when they hinted that might be the case. He admitted he had an older brother who he really liked, and only stuttered and stammered his complete lack of understanding when they asked if him and his bro ever 'fooled around', but being that was the only question he seemed evasive about, it seemed odd. Instead of a simple 'nope!' or 'what's that?' like many of his other answers, he seemed to get very nervous and shy.

Soon enough though, supper ended and the next scheduled thing (according to Ken) was the Shower Hour, and tables were already heading that way by the time we had finished. The big lion flashed us all a grin (though his eyes lingered on me) and pushed himself away from the table with an upbeat "Let's go get naked!" and led us from the mess hall towards the showers.

The Shower Hall was divided down the center by a common area which itself was divided down the center by a long row of benches. On each side of the rather large building were the shower areas, with four sections on each side separated by low walls except where higher walls concealed pipes and sprouted shower heads from each side. As we entered the hall, we took towels from a huge bin by the door, and then made our way to the benches which would hold our clothes while we showered.

My group made it's way down the benches towards the farther, less used showers - while the first few benches were packed, and the shower areas next to them busy with activity, there was only one or two showers running in the areas farthest from the main door. We stopped at the last bench, which only held clothes from maybe 4 or 5 others. We made ready to undress and sat down our towels, as Sax turned to me and said, "Hey, Jake, if your really are a human perv, this'll be the time to check us all out." With that, the Fox stripped his shirt off to show his trim build, and reached down to cup himself through his pants before suddenly stripping those off as well as I averted my gaze.

"Awww, c'mon, don't be shy, we know you wanna look. We all check each other out, see? It looks like like Kenny's cock's gotten bigger in the last year."

I looked up to see the Fox looking at Ken, as the big lion held his cock out from his body and looked at it appraisingly, "You really think so?" He asked, deadpan.

"I think so, but it's too bad Edwin's not around this year, cause he could say for sure." Replied the Fox, and before I knew it, I was staring at the lion's cock openly, my shirt only half off. Then I blushed, and looked away when I heard Sax say, "Ha! He is checking us out. See anything you like, Jake?"

I tried to focus on just undressing and ignoring them as they shared a laugh, but got caught again when Sax called my name and was shaking his privates at me, "Hey Jake, you should be checking mine out, I've got dibs" He smiled at my discomfort (or maybe he just thought I was cuter when embarrassed, I never asked) and disappeared into the showers followed by Ren. Danny, who had looked uncomfortable and confused by turns, followed me in after, while Ken seemed to be heading across the way. There was no comment as I entered the showers and paused for a minute to decide which I should use, but Ren whistled appreciatively when Danny came in a second later.

"I dunno about Jake, but I hope the little tiger is up for some fun!" I heard him say to the Fox.

Danny twitched his ears in embarrassment, and was probably blushing as I had been all day, under his fur. Sax laughed and returned, "What do you care who puts out, Weasel-boy? You can blow yourself even stretching anything!"

"Won't do you any good though, so ha!" Replied the Marten, and flicked water at the fox from his drenched tail. I picked a shower head not too far from the two, but not too close. Danny surprised me by taking one a bit closer, and both immediately turned there attention to him.

"Jake's being antisocial, but you seem friendly." Ren said, and smiled a smile that was much less evil looking than his canine friend's.

"Yeah, do you put out, little kitty?" Sax leered.

"Put out?" Danny seemed confused again.

Ren opened his mouth to answer when Ken suddenly reappeared, "Well, one of them better put out, cause I'm horny as hell now - Regi already has a eager looking pup choking him down, and I just got to watch." He stroked his erection for emphasis, and I found myself staring again.

"Already? Damn, why don't you offer to pump Regi's ass, in exchange for the pup doing us? We all know he likes that..." I heard Sax comment.

"I don't think I need to do that... I think I know which of the two will put out, right, Jake?"

I pulled my gaze up, and he locked his with mine. I gulped, blushing again. "Huh?" I managed.

"In the mess hall, a certain wolverine from cabin 12 wanted to arrange an exchange for Jake here, and wanted to know what he had to offer to get him for the occasional period, if not a whole night." Cabin 12 was Fynn's cabin... I hadn't made the rest of the connection yet, being a bit too off balance just then. All the others were looking at me now, even Danny who still seemed kind of confused. Ken continued, "Now why would Cabin 12 want to arrange an exchange for you already Jake?"

"Uhhh... My friend Fynn's in cabin 12. Maybe he-?"

"Nice!" Said Sax, cutting me off, but the Lion continued immediately after anyway.

"Exactly! I think your friends been telling his cabinmates what a talented kid you are." He grinned at me.

"Ummm..." I remembered Fynn talking to me earlier about how much fun I might have at camp, again, and some of it made even more sense by then. I was having trouble believing my friend would just tell folks about what I did for him, though. Then again, everything so far that day pointed to the idea that that kind of thing wasn't so unusual in the all-boys camp. "We're just friends..." I tried.

"If you're just friends with him, then the cabinleader wouldn't be making offers for you to spend the night, Jake. Loran was really interested, so your buddy must've made you sound very enticing. C'mon Jake, if you like doing it, just admit it and do it!"

"I've got dibs," Said Sax, and the Lion nodded at him. "Though I thought I was going to have to break you in." I looked over at him, and he was stroking himself as openly as Ken was. I tried to keep my gaze from straying. "You really like the cock, Jake?"

I said nothing, but my gaze dropped back to where he was working his shaft once more, and I might have licked my lips unconsciously.

"Ha, I knew it!" Saxton crowed. "Didn't I tell you, Ren?"

"So, what do you say, Jake? You wanna tell us what your friend has already bragged to Loran about, or do you maybe just wanna show Sax instead?"

I pulled my gaze up to meet the Foxes eyes again, and he was grinning widely. "C'mon, Jake, you know you want to."

I nodded, with a quiet sigh, and walked over to stand before the older fox.

"Yes!" He exclaimed as I sank to my hunches in front of him, his cock rigid and throbbing inches from my face.

"Wow!" I heard Danny say, as I opened my mouth to accept the Fox's cock tip.

Saxton guided his length between my lips. I moaned at my first taste, and the Fox made a happy contented sound. "Fuck, yeah, that feels great already!" He said. I let his cock slide between my lips, as I tongued the taut flesh with my tongue, until it touched against the back of my throat, then I wrapped my hands around the base of his shaft and his furry white balls.

"That's what 'put out' means," I heard Ren say to Danny, and I heard the Tiger giggle. "Would you want to do that for, uhhh, me, maybe?"

"I dunno," Danny said. "It looks hot! Can I look closer?"

"Sure!" Said Sax, "Maybe you'll learn something." There was a round of laughter, and Ken reminding everyone they had to get clean and brush their teeth as well as watching me service the Fox. Then the face of the young Tiger came into my peripheral vision and he watched eagerly, with a huge toothy smile, as the Fox humped himself through my hands and lips.

I was surprised at how different it was giving head with a larger audience (having been watched by Edwards before) but also how much was the same. The difference seemed to be mostly in hearing them actually talk and do stuff while I gave their friend pleasure, and maybe also in the subtle thrilling understanding that I'd probably be doing the same to each of them in the future. Having taken that first step, I kind of figured even then that I'd put myself in a position, or a role if you will, at the camp, and that the position would probably lead to sucking a lot more cock by the time August ended. I hadn't thought of it as being the camp-slut yet, but by this point I guess that's pretty accurate of a description of what I'd declared myself as by sinking so eagerly to my knees before Saxton's cock.

The act of doing so had me aroused enough, but the realization that I'd be doing it again and again really had my cock hard and stiff between my thighs. It didn't go unnoticed for long.

"God's, that's hot!" Said Sax, "Look guys, he really does like sucking cock."

"Awesome!" Said Danny, stooping down to look at my erection even as drool and water dripped from the Fox's cock and my chin, to splatter warmly on it. I remember wishing the cute Feline would touch it, and stroke it for me, but that didn't happen until later. The Fox was humping faster by then, and I was mostly occupied by trying to make his first time in my mouth as enjoyable as possible, if seemingly a bit rushed. I had something to prove, I guess, and if Fynn was telling tales I didn't want to let him down.

Suddenly a second cock had entered my sight, and poked at my cheek, and I realized it was the Pine Marten getting closer. "If he likes it, maybe he likes other things too," I heard Ren say, as he stroked himself and rubbed himself on my face, and it did turn me on even more. Twice the cock, twice the thrill, I guess.

"Like anal." I heard Ken say. "We can find out later, but hurry it up, eh?"

"I just wanna know if he's going to swallow the load I'm about to blow in his mouth!" Grunted Sax.

"Hey, shouldn't you have asked..."

But it was to late, as at that moment Saxton's cock gave a warning twitch followed an instant later by hot squirt of fox-cum against the back of my throat. My single experience with Jason and his much older-and-come-producing cock seemed eons ago, so though I was more-or-less prepared for the Fox's orgasm, the actual ejaculation caught me off guard The first shot went down effortlessly, but Saxton's next shot of seed went across my tongue and I wasn't exactly thinking about swallowing. I caught it as I was trying to breath, and started to choke and pull away. The Fox was oblivious though, lost in bliss, and just pulled me back down on his spurting tool with his head thrown back and a series of grunting yips of pleasure escaping him.

My first choking cough had cleared my throat, and I swallowed by reflex after that, though by the time Sax had finished, I had sticky, fox semen in my sinuses and dripping from my chin. As soon as he relaxed his grip on my head, I had pulled off and wretched slightly, gasping for breath.

"You trying to kill him, or what?" Someone said, I think it was Ren.

"Oh, shit, kid, sorry!" Sax finally realized that things hadn't gone so smoothly on the receiving end and had knelt down in front of me, a look of concern on his face but a rapidly shrinking erection. "You all right, Jake?"

I nodded, and snorted, trying to clear my sinuses. The taste of his load, not at all unpleasant, still filled my mouth, but I gasped, "I'm fine... Just caught me off guard" My own erection was going strong, as was Ren's, despite my distress. I could here Ken talking or maybe cursing, outside the shower area.

"Guess no one's fed you a load like that before, eh?" Sax asked, and chuckled.

"Just once," I replied, thinking of Jason, "But it went better."

"Want... Another one?" Panted Ren, and I looked up him, standing a few feet off, stroking himself still, with a look of concentration on his weasel-ish face.

As I said, I had something to prove. Gamely, I waddled over, back up on my knees, "Promise not to try and drown me?"

The Marten giggled, "No promises, but I'll do my best!" I brought my mouth towards his cock, and he took his hand away as I slipped it between my lips right to the back of my throat, and then started bobbing my head rapidly, working his cock with my lips and tongue. "Oh Gods!" He said.

"Fuckin' A, double play!" Said Saxton, and laughed.

"I'm gonna come!" Warned Ren, and his voice sounded much more squeaky when he was strained. That was quick, but I was much more prepared, and quite into it when the Marten shot his first spray of cream across my tongue with a squeaky-grunt. I moaned and swallowed, as he shot several more squirts, each punctuated by the same sort of noise and Sax laughed some more.

"C'mon guys, clean him up, and get out of there! The campfire's started!" Ken called, and Ren pulled himself from my mouth.

"That was great!" Said Ren.

"I enjoyed it!" Said Sax. "Can't wait to do it again!" True to form, his cock did seem to be plumping up again by that point. And folk's said humans were sex fiends?

Then the tiger chimed in, "Yeah!" And that set Sax and Ren off laughing again.

"Maybe you'll get you're chance to actually play with Jake after lights out tonight, there, Danny." Offered Sax.

I just nodded, then blushed and smiled, cock hard but ignored. And so that was how I wound up 'outted' at camp, and it made things much more interesting than it otherwise might have been. I think I would have eventually wound up in the same place on my own, but Fynn's talk certainly made it an obvious choice for me.

We all helped each other wash quickly, and though Sax volunteered to soap up my ass, he never actually tried anything more then sliding his fingers up between my soap-slicked cheeks with a lewd comment or two. Within minutes we were dried and dressed and headed towards the camp bonfire, where folks were encouraged to go up and tell stories and the like. Younger campers like me were given precedence, since we'd be off to the cabins for 'junior lights out' in an hour, while the senior campers would remain.

*****

"So, you had fun doing that, uh... At the showers then?" Asked Ken, walking Danny and I back towards the cabin, "With Sax and Ren, I mean?"

I was suddenly blushing again, but nodded. "I guess, yeah." I didn't want to sound too eager, and I had always felt more comfortable doing things than talking about them.

"You guess?" Asked the Lion, "I hope you don't feel forced or anything, Jake." There was a pause, then, "I mean, we wouldn't ever have forced you to do anything, ever, just umm... strongly encouraged, if Danny couldn't be persuaded."

"Hey, I-" Started the Tiger, but I cut him off.

"No, really. I- I liked it. I do like it." I said.

"Good! I'm hoping you'll be open to doing it again, then right?" He asked, "Even maybe take a swing on my cock?" He looked back at me with a sly grin, as he made a show of groping himself through his trunks.

I giggled, and looked away, getting even redder. The idea definitely had appeal, as Ken was one hot hunk of a lion, and I'd been thinking of his cock since I first saw it in the showers. I was definitely interested in a closer look, and a taste. My own cock was growing at the thought the rest of the way back to the cabin, and I was too distracted to pay much attention to what Danny and Ken started talking about.

"...can ask Jake, Danny." Ken finished, as I realized we were at the cabin finally.

"Huh?" I asked, and the two laughed. My erection was at least obvious to Ken, who patted my head.

"Looks like he'll be up for it, Danny," Ken chuckled, and then leaned down to whisper in my ear, "If you are up for even more tonight, go sack out on my bed when you're done." He opened the door for us, and swatted my butt gently as I passed, "Have a goodnight, kids!"

And then we were alone in the cabin, with Danny giving me a funny look up and down as I stood there still blushing at the thought of being with Ken later, and with my erection trapped in my pants.

"You're cute when you turn all red like that, you know?" Danny said. "I didn't know humans changed colour." He giggled, and kept looking away from me, shy.

I giggled too, "Well, we only have the two colours, I guess - The usual and the redder, I guess."

"So can I see it?" Asked the younger tiger, pointing at the bulge trapped under my shorts. "Your... cock?"

"Again, you mean?" I replied. "You already saw it in the showers."

Danny's tail twitched nervously behind him, "Well... I was hoping for a closer look, this time."

"I'll show you mine if you show me yours, I guess." I giggled again, and thought about how little I had noticed him in the showers, too busy checking out the older guys. He was pretty cute, too, looking very lithe and sleek as I thought a young tiger-boy should. "You're pretty cute, yourself."

Danny twitched his ears back again, briefly, but showed no hesitation to start to undress in front of me. I slipped of my shirt, and found him standing eagerly waiting and watching as I started to unbuckle my belt. I paused for a moment to check him out, his own cock standing erect and slim and pink against his white belly fur. Then I released my own cock from my trunks, and let them fall to my ankles before stepping out of them towards the Tiger.

"Wow!" Said the Tiger, again, much like he had back in the showers, and knelt before me, "It's a nice one, can I touch it?"

I was blushing again, having never had anyone compliment my cock before. At that point, I doubt I could even have even articulated what separated a 'nice' cock from one that was less so. I nodded, and watched as Danny first barely brushed my length with the furry palm of his hand, and then wrapped his hand around the top, just below the glans, and gave it a few gentle strokes with barely a grip - It felt more like he was stroking just his fur over and against it rather than use his actual hand. I gasped at the sensation.

Danny then used his other hand to heft my balls into his other palm, and rolled them around a bit with his nimble fingers. Then he took both paws away, and stroked himself as he looked up at me and met my gaze. "Ummm, Can I- ?" He licked his lips, with a quick glance to my straining cock and back.

I gulped, and my pulse seemed to quicken. Somebody-, no, a cute Tiger anthro named Danny wanted to do to me what I had done for Jason, Fynn, Sax and Ren (back then, I was still keeping count). "Sure, Danny," I nodded again, eagerly, "Do whatever you like."

He licked his lips again, and I watched in rapt fascination as he leaned forward and slipped my cock head into his mouth, and the first swipe of his slightly-rough tongue on me made me gasp out loud. Danny seemed not to notice, or not be concerned, as he continued to lap his way down my shaft, taking more of it into his muzzle, inch by inch. I felt a vibration and heard a low rumbling sound as he did so, and it took me a minute to realize he was purring.

"Oh, fuck..." I murmured, the feelings sent through my body from my cock in the young Tiger's mouth were incredible.

All to soon, my entire length was in his muzzle, and he just purred and lapped at the base with his tongue, and then tried a few slow, deliberate swallows which made me shudder. Then he slipped me part way out, and then back in, slowly the first time, and followed by two quick ones. And then he pulled completely off, and looked up at me, blinking like he'd just woken up.

"That's neat, I've never tried it this way before!"

I smiled, and took a deep breath, which I had been neglecting the whole time Danny had me in his mouth. Then I giggled, "Well, I guess that means you have had some experience... You're brother, right?"

Danny's ears dropped, and his tail stopped, and he looked very embarrassed. He offered me a weak smile, and a nod, "I didn't really want anyone to know..."

"Hey, it's okay, Dan," I said, and scratched between his ears, "If my brother was a hot looking Tiger, I'd have blown him by now too!"

That got him to smile, and then giggle. "So, who have you done stuff with then, Jake?"

So I told him about some of my encounters, my first with Jason, (and him being the first I ever told about that little encounter), and my most recent happily submissive encounter with Fynn. "But anyway, Danny, you said you've never, uhh... Sucked 'like this' before... How did you're brother and you do it?"

He perked up, "Hey, I'll show you!" He stood up, and went to jump up on his bottom bunk, "Come over here, and stand by the bed."

I did so, and watched him lay on his back with his head towards me, and then he shuffled back until his head was tilted back over the edge. He peered up at me from upside down, "C'mon, Jake, bring it over here, and put it in!" I got close and he reached up to guide me over by my erection. I gasped once more, as he started licking my balls with his rough tongue for a moment, before saying, "You're a different height than my brother, so you'll have to kind of crouch, rather than kneel..." He guided my cock back to his mouth, and took the tip between his lips, and I just naturally slouched and bent my knees to bring it into position. He muttered something around my cock, but I had got the idea.

I leaned forward and thrust myself into the Tiger's mouth. I took a bit of repositioning before it felt okay, but eventually I found a good position that allowed me the fuck Danny's mouth at whatever depth and pace I wanted. I groaned as I sank completely into his muzzle again, and thought that I couldn't wait to try this with Fynn. Or Ken, or anybody. But definitely with Fynn.

Danny was purring again as I humped his muzzle, and was playing with himself with his other hand. I watched him jerk himself for awhile as I pumped and thrust between his lips, before I decided to help out. It limited my range of motion, but by holding myself up with my hands on either side of his hips, I could still fuck his face as I lapped at his cock. He took his hand away, and I sucked my first Tiger-cock completely down to the base and started bobbing and lapping at it like the pro I was becoming.

Danny's purring seemed to double, interrupted only when our efforts brought me too far into his throat, and my cock blocked his throat while my balls pushed against his nose, cutting of his air for a few seconds. I noticed that every time it happened, he's growl-moan around my cock, and his cock would twitch slightly between my lips. I figured he liked it, and started to try to do it every so often. When he caught me by surprise by wrapping his arms around my hips and holding my genitals pressed into his mouth and nose, to cut off his air for a longer period, I knew he was liking it. Thirty seconds later, his young cock was twitching and pulsing in my mouth with his dry climax.

He went limp, and I pulled myself from his mouth to here him gasp for air, "That... Was... Hot." He panted. "I've never had any one suck me before!"

"Me neither," I told him, breathing slightly heavy as well.

"It felt way different than my hand. Better!" The young anthro exclaimed, still lying upside down while he looked at me. His tail was flicking up between his legs as his gaze came to rest a moment on my still hard and spit-slick cock, and then he smiled up at me again, "So, wanna stick it in the other end now?" He asked.

"You want me to fuck you?" I asked, and Danny rolled over and nodded, tail swaying and twitching, "Now?"

"Sure!" He squatted back on his haunches to show that his cock was still at attention, despite his orgasm, "Dogs do it a long time, Jake, but cat's just do it a lot. Besides, you haven't gotten off yet." He reached over and gently tweaked my cockhead between his slender fingers, with a grin that tried to put Sax's to shame.

"But we need lube, and I've never done-" The young Tiger had cut me short by leaning forward and wrapping his lips back around my cock head, and lapping furiously at the underside with his course wet tongue. I gasped and moaned, "Jesus, cat! If you do that much more I definitely won't be able to get under your tail..."

"Relax," He said, and then lapped at my balls a bit as well, "I've got lube, and I can get it in. I'm sure you'll catch on to the rest, after that, right?"

I had no sooner started to nod reluctant agreement, when he was pushing me towards the bed, and slinking towards Ken's room, "Lay down, I'll be right back." I watched him go, and could have sworn he was 'swishing' seductively as he walked away. I remember thinking that compared to him, I hadn't started early on my career of perversion at all, and I wondered what kind of complete sexual deviant his brother must be.

I laid back on the bed, and thought about Danny, slightly younger, being muzzle-humped by a bigger Tiger of a slight resemblance to him. I'd always had a vivid imagination, and that particular fantasy served me well that year. It certainly kept me hard and ready until the real Danny returned from Ken's room, wiping his fingers on a rag. I started to sit up.

"No, Jake," Said Danny, hopping on the bed, and straddling my shins, "Just stay like that."

"But, don't I have to..." I looked meaningfully from my cock, to his rear, and he clued in.

"Just watch." The Tiger grinned, and then leaned over to lap at my balls again, and then trailed his tongue up my shaft, to slip it into his mouth one more time. He seemed to want to swallow it whole, as I could feel it press against the back of his throat. Danny started to purr again, and drool was dripping down my cock by the time he let it go. The next thing I know, he's scooted himself forwards until he was kneeling over my wet, stiff cock for only a couple seconds before he was sitting down on it.

I gasped as my swollen glans pushed through his puckered opening, and literally shuddered with sensation as Danny's weight buried my length completely inside him. I was staring at him with wide, unbelieving eyes, and saw a strange intent look pass over his features, his own eyes closed tight. Then he grinned, and looked at me, shifting himself around a bit to make me aware of not only the heat of his body around my cock, but the tight grip his ass had on it as well. "Fuck..!" I moaned.

"We are." He chuckled, starting to lift himself off of me, drawing a gasp from me again as the comparatively chill air tingled against my exposed shaft - now covered with the lubricant Danny had applied in Ken's room - until he let himself back down, making us both grunt. "And I guess you like it, eh?"

After another exchange of gasp-grunts from his fucking himself up and down my pole, I managed to reply, "It's... awesome. Incredible!" I tied thrusting up to meet him as he came down, and elicited contented sounds of pleasure from both of us. "I'm not going to last that long though," I said, "Sorry."

"No worries!" The always-chipper young Tiger replied, followed by a particularly bright 'oh!' as we managed to hit a sweet spot, "Getting you off was the point, remember?"

That didn't strike me as very sound reasoning, as I always derived my pleasure, at least in part, from my partners pleasure, even as a kid. I resolved to hold off as long as possible, and it's not like either of us weren't enjoying the ride. I started to try and figure out what got the best response from Danny, and then do it as often as I could. The effort must have been evident, because in and around his little yips and yowls of pleasure, Danny managed to ask, "Why the funny look, Jake?"

I realized I was scrunching my face up in concentration, to delay my orgasm despite my young lover's enthusiastic anus clutching encouragingly around my cock. I tried to force my face to relax, and smiled at the concerned look on Danny's face. "Nothing," I told him, my eyes coming to rest on his throbbing shaft bobbing between his legs as he rode my crotch. I reached over on the next wave of our young rutting, and wrapped my hands around it, forcing him to slide his length between my wands with each motion up and down my cock.

With the young cub's cock taking my mind off of mine, I thought I might last a bit longer, and I'm sure I did. Danny had a look of pure abandon on his feline face, tongue lolling, eyes half-lidded, as he practically bounced himself on my shaft. My hands roamed over his crotch, stroking his cock, fondling his balls, as I thrust up at him, trying to match his rhythm and hit that sweet spot that always made him moan and caused his cock jump in my hands.

When the Tiger lost his balance and tilted over, my thrust sent him backwards, and I just followed. There was a brief awkward moment when I slipped free from his tight passage, but I grabbed his legs and hauled his rump back towards me. I found myself hunching over him while he was on his back, legs wrapped around my back as I bucked against his ass. He gasped when I reentered him, and I grinned. "Oooo, kitty likes that, eh?" I pulled out almost completely, then plunged back in, delighted as he twitched and moaned for me. I pulled out again. "The Tiger likes my cock up his ass, does he?"

Danny squirmed, and growled, smiling at the game, "Yeah! I like it a lot, actually! C'mon, don't sto- Oh!"

I thrust back in, reveling in the feel of my cock meeting the slight resistance of his sphincter, if only for the barest moment, before my cock was buried completely again. I humped him for a minute or so, until he was getting into it again, then stopped again, "Don't what?" I asked, grinning. Danny groaned mournfully. I was starting to understand why Fynn liked to control me, and was relishing my control, my dominance over the small anthro.

"Gods!" Yowled Danny, "Don't stop!" Still, somewhere in my mind I would have gladly switched places with him as well. The thought of the cute Tiger cub teasing me with his cock, as I was teasing him, made my need to cum seem urgent again. But still I played.

I slipped inside him again, pushing as deep as I could, before pulling back out, "Don't stop what, Danny?" I asked in my most innocent just-a-kid voice.

The cat practically writhed in need, growling and trying to force himself back towards my cock, "Don't stop fucking me, Jake!" He cried.

I entered him again, slowly, completely, and withdrew, only to repeat the motion before Danny could even start to complain again. Every penetration seemed as good as the last, and my mind was fixed on the sensation of my cock sliding from the chill air through his muscles into the intense heat of his insides, and then back out. Each movement brought a grunt or a moan from each of us, our eyes closed, the world consisting completely of the connection between us, where my body entered his.

It couldn't last, of course. I quickened my pace when the desperate need over came my sensation fascination, falling back to a rapid, eager copulation. My fevered thrusting met with his equally urgent clenching as he tried to pull me deeper with his legs and I felt his insides squeeze around my cock. His own hand was pumping rhythmically over his own cock, as he had realized the potential to achieve another release as I strove towards mine. My humping became erratic as the sensations built in my genitals, and our coupling reached it's climax.

I muttered some reverent expletive to the heavens as my climax came crashing over my senses, my cock buried deep up Danny's ass, twitching and spasming . I sighed, and held myself steady, the sounds of the Tiger's exertions slowly seeping back into my awareness as he worked himself into his own orgasm, his anus clenching and releasing spasmically around my shaft a minute or two later.

And then we collapsed into a damp pile of sweating, trembling limbs. My softening length slipped easily from him, as we tried to adjust ourselves to a more comfortable position to snuggle against each other, hugging and grinning and yawning, before we surrendered to post-orgasmic bliss, and settled on semi-uncomfortable.

I found out later that Ken arrived back a short time later, and untangled the two of us, and wiping the excess, slightly sticky lube from each of us as best he could, I assume, before carrying me off to his bed, to sleep. He told us later that someone had reported to him that we were heard by some other campers passing by, and that they had thought we were fighting. He didn't believe we were fighting, but decided he'd come back early to check on us just the same.

And that was just my first day at summer camp. Other, significant sexcapades occurred both the next day, and later at camp as well, but as far as expanding my horizons and opening my eyes to the potentials of other males to enjoy my body, and I, theirs, I was off to a great start. What began with the first contact with Jason, had moved to a more familiar, comfortable contact with my best friend, and had then moved on to being open to any and all males who even slightly struck my fancy.

And all within a matter of weeks.