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Tai & Mike - Hit The Shower

By Kichigai Kitsune 2016

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Disclaimer: This story features sexual content, involving two fictional, male "furries" who are under the age of 18. If you are under the age of 18, or are otherwise not allowed to legally view this material under the laws to which you are subject, do not proceed.

NO PART of this document encourages or defends the breaking of the law. It is pure fiction, nothing more or less.

Note: This is a short story sequel to Tai's Story. It was meant as both an independent naughty story and a pre-sequel interlude. It might be interesting if you haven't read that, but you might miss out a few details. It's worth noting for newcomers that the characters are: Tai (9.5) and Mike (11), both quite mature for their age.

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The sky was dark by the time they got home, the sunlight giving way to the glow of countless streetlights.

It had been a tiring day, though Tai was sure he was holding up much better than his adoptive brother. Mike practically stumbled through the door, into the living room, and right onto the black leather couch with a heavy groan, ditching his sport bag with a thump. Tai followed right behind as their father fumbled with locks and shopping bags, collapsing onto an armchair.

"Buhh!" he sighed. "What time is it? We've been out all day."

The chestnut-furred fox boy, face-down on the couch, managed to shoot him a look and grunted. "I'unno."

They had arisen this sleepy Sunday morning to visit the dinosaur exhibit at the New York Museum, squeezing in time for Mike's training at the local recreation center, a dinner at a local steakhouse, and late night shopping. It had been fun, but they'd been out since the autumn day's first light.

An upcoming triathlon had caught Mike's eye, thanks to a poster at the library. The vibrant poster - showing three young, athletic furs running, biking, and swimming - asked all under-13s who read it if they ever wanted to test their limits in a race on both land and water, and Mike said "yes." Just to see how he'd do. Now eleven years old, Mike was as eager to push himself as he'd ever been, though swimming still seemed to be his main obsession.

For his part, Tai usually only hopped into the pool occasionally or after the other kids were finished practicing seriously; as Mike told him, it seemed to be fine with everyone else so far. They seemed to be fine with him hanging around as Mike's new brother.

Mike's swimming coach had put together a training session in the track area of the center for Mike, and invited Tai to join. He almost regretted it; Tai had never done so many pushups before, and that was just the beginning. No wonder Mike was stronger than he looked.

But even after that, the grownup sent them both on jogging laps around the center's indoor track, then finish up with laps of the Olympic pool before sending them to the showers.

Exhausting but plenty of fun. The only thing that went wrong was, since a pipe had decided it was a good time to burst, the showers were out of order.

So the boys had to get changed and tramp to the restaurant, and then shopping mall, late in the evening, with their matted fur stinking of chlorine.

Occasionally, while they were eating their steaks in the restaurant, they'd get a whiff of bleach. An arrow of offensive olfactory awfulness that pierced the delicious smell of peppercorns and sizzling meat.

Tai knew his brother was fine with stinking up his simple t-shirt and running shorts, but he'd been forced to wear his favorite jeans all evening - comparatively pricey brand-name jeans. He could only hope the washing machine was up to the challenge.

"Boys, get off the furniture!" Robert grumbled, still fighting with shopping bags. He managed to dump them onto the dining table. "You're all sweaty and bleachy."

Mike promptly rolled off the couch and crumpled to the floor. "Is the floor better?" he mumbled cheekily.

"It's an improvement."

Tai managed to drag himself to his feet. "Eww," the nine-year-old said, his ears flat. "We need a bath. I don't wanna make the bed stink of pool."

"Better than poop, I always say."

"Mike, grooooss!"

Robert froze, turning to look at him with shock on his features. Mostly feigned. "Am I going crazy, or did you just volunteer to take a bath?"

"Not crazier than normal." Mike hauled himself upright, his muzzle breaking into a huge yawn. "Tai likes baths. He's weird."

"Well, go on th-" The grownup paused, and looked over at the dining table. "Oh, bloody hell! Was that all the bags?"

The kits shared a glance. "Those were the only ones in the car..." Mike scratched his head through his wavy headfur. "Why?"

His dad slapped a paw to his forehead dramatically. "We left the bag with the milk and beef at the checkout." He swore under his breath. "I'll have to go see if they held onto it, or I'll have to get through and pick it up again."

"Why, dad?"

"Are you kidding? I don't want to buy it a second time." Robert sighed and started digging through the bags for the receipt. "And that brisket was tonight's dinner."

Mike wilted. "Ugh. Do we have to come? I'm exhausted, dad."

"Me too," Tai added. "Can we wait here?"

Looking them over, the adult nodded. "Alright. I'll be about twenty minutes." He checked his jacket for his keys and wallet. "You can make some hot chocolate if you want. Just don't go mental, I still plan on making that brisket tonight."

Leaving the boys alone was nothing new at all for Robert, and both of them were uncommonly mature and autonomous. Robert had trusted Mike to be home alone - with some safety precautions - for quite some time now.

Not even the horrible events not so long ago had changed that too much. Somehow, they all understood they weren't common occurrences.

Mike's ears suddenly perked. "Dad?"

"What?"

"Can we use your shower? In your study?"

Robert thought on it. "I suppose so..." He glanced at Tai. "Both of you?"

The tawny-furred kit straightened a little. "I'm not too young for a shower, dad."

"That's not what I'm worried about. I don't want you wasting water."

"Oh."

"We'll share it, dad." Mike had a slight grin on his face.

"I sort of expected that. Don't make a mess." The adult muttered something under his breath. "And don't use all the hot water, I need a shower too. I'll be back soon."

"Okay."

"I'm exhausted. I'm going to really want that shower when I get back."

"Why are you tired, dad?" Mike snorted. "You weren't the one swimming laps and doing a million jump-squats."

"Worse, I've been driving around bloody New York all day."

With that, Robert stalked back to the front door and unlocked it, grumbling as he stepped out into the corridor beyond.

Tai bounced over and checked the door, making sure it was locked. He poked at the keypad by the door, activating the door and window alarms. When he turned around, however, the grinning face of Mike was right behind him.

"What?" he giggled, putting his paws on his hips.

The older boy stepped forward and snatched him in a surprisingly energetic embrace, almost pulling him over. "Gotcha!" Nary a second's hesitation later, he smooched the smaller boy right on the muzzle.

"Eww!" Tai chuckled. He leaned against Mike once he got his balance back, meeting his eyes flirtatiously.

"Why is it 'ew'?"

"I taste like chlorine!"

"Not on the inside you don't." The brown-furred kit let a paw slip up inside Tai's shirt, caressing the skinny boy's back. "C'mon, let's shower! I've gotta show you this, dad has a wicked shower in there."

That was right. Tai had never had the chance to use the shower adjacent to his adoptive father's study - there hadn't been much need to! They had a jacuzzi in the middle of the apartment. Heck, Tai hadn't had a shower in many months now.

"What's so good about it?"

"It's got a detachable head, and it's really big. It's fun, I'll show you!" The older boy's expression grew cheeky, and inched a paw down the back of Tai's jeans, squeezing his boxer-brief clad backside. "C'mon!"

Tai grinned, squirming playfully. Much more energetic now, he reached under Mike's t-shirt to poke his navel. "Well, let's go then! What are you waiting for?"

"Alright." The squeezing paw slipped around to the front and started undoing Tai's belt, then started working the fly button out. "Let's get outta these gross clothes, huh?"

Not about to disagree, Tai stood passively, letting his precocious brother have his way. Grinning and watching the chestnut-furred fingers manipulate his clothing.

The months had brought them closer and made them even more comfortable in their relationship. A relationship that Robert either was fine with, or hadn't quite figured out yet.

They weren't sure exactly what it was, either. Brothers, boyfriends, they weren't sure yet, they didn't know if it even mattered. It didn't seem to. But they were pretty sure they understood how to 'be in love'. And how to 'be horny.' It was hard to deny it.

Tai shivered when he felt his jeans being tugged down, revealing his black and gray boxer-briefs. "You know," he teased, "I'm still wearing shoes. You can't get my jeans off like this."

"I don't care, I just wanted to see your undies."

"You were there when I put them on in the morning."

"And I'm gonna be here when they come off, too." Mike giggled and started to lift Tai's t-shirt over his head. "Step out! You do it!"

Tai obliged, shaking and stomping his feet. It took a lot of effort, and he almost fell to his backside, but he managed to disentangle the jeans from his feet. He laughed, planting his paws on his hips again; it felt silly to stand there in his underwear, with his socks and shoes still on. "Your turn!"

Quickly, Mike shed his shirt and kicked his shoes off. "Let's go, come on. I want as much time in there as we can get."

"What about the water tank?"

"Dad just says that; it takes hours to run out the tank, he thinks I don't know that." Mike shrugged and undid his shorts' drawstring. He managed to drop his athletic shorts and remove his socks at the same time. Kicking the bundle to the side and leaving himself in his sporty briefs.

"How d'ya know?"

"I've had long showers when dad went out before. Of course." Putting an arm around the tawny-furred kit, Mike ushered him towards the study - a room into which they rarely ventured.

"Um. Should we really leave our clothes there?"

"Yeah, it's fine."

Robert's study was small and cozy, a break from the modern décor of the rest of the apartment, with its black glass and polished metals. The two bookshelves were made of beech, and the bureau was constructed of dark maple, and all were heavily laden with books on literature, etymology and linguistics. A stack of papers, presumably undergraduate essays for marking, sat in the center of the desk; mostly untouched.

The bathroom adjacent was not even close to small. Tai had lived in the apartment for the better part of a year now, and was shocked to realize he'd never even once bothered to inspect it.

"Dad uses this bathroom in the morning before he heads out to the university." Mike gave a lopsided smile as he flicked on the light and exhaust fan. "Or, you know. His other job. If he still goes there."

Tai wasn't sure he wanted to comment on that. Instead, he knelt and started to undo his shoes. When he had them loose enough, he tugged them and his white ankle socks off his footpaws. When he stood to push his underwear down, Mike quickly objected.

"Mine!" he insisted, bouncing over with a huge grin. The brown-furred boy gently grabbed Tai's paws and held them by his sides. "Get off, you."

"Can I get yours, then?" Tai asked teasingly, perking an ear.

"Duh."

Biting his lip, Mike started to tug the soft, cotton boxer-briefs down. Watching carefully as the lightly furred "v" of Tai's lower abdomen was revealed; something Mike had recently discovered was called an "Apollo's Belt" or Iliac Furrow - it was cool to have a name for it. The internet was a wonderful thing.

With another little tug, the underwear was down around the velvety furred thighs. "Whadda we got here?" Mike chortled, continuing to draw them down the Tai's skinny legs. Reaching out to touch that flat belly, skirting just above the kit's privates.

"I think that's my dick."

"Well. Your nuts are there too."

"It's a package deal. Meat and potatoes."

Mike burst out laughing, and that set the younger boy off too. The tawny-furred kit almost fell over, with his underwear around his knees.

"C-c'mon!" insisted Mike, steadying him and tugging the bundle of fabric down to his skinny ankles. "We don't much time!"

"Why are we hurrying?" Tai stepped out of his underwear and slipped his fingers into the waistband of Mike's briefs - the red and black material of which was visibly tented. "Dad won't be home for almost half-an-hour."

"I know, but I gotta show you something." Mike grinned. "It's so cool that you call him 'dad' so easily."

"Yeah. It's gotten easier." Tai shrugged, tugging the briefs down at last. "Voom!"

"Woo-hoo, free willy! C'mon!"

Mike bounced a few steps to the glass shower door and pulled it open, while Tai hurled their clothes behind them into the study. He started laughing to himself as he followed, listening to his shod paws clomping on the floor while the rest of him was totally naked.

It was definitely impressive. Glass partitions and a sliding door sectioned off a shower that was certainly large enough for both the boys, if not multiple adults. The walls and floor were tiled a subdued light brown, keeping the typical glare of bathrooms and changing rooms to a minimum. A small row of bottled body-wash and shampoos were nestled against one of the walls.

Tai walked to the shower door. "This is freakin' awesome!"

"Why don't you ever swear properly?"

"Fuck off." Tai smirked. He bent down and started undoing his shoes.

"Pfft. Not very convincing." The chestnut furred boy reached into the shower and twisted the taps.

It was then that Tai realized the showerhead was quite different from what he was used to. A segmented pipe jutted from the wall, connecting to a pole capped with a wide saucer, all held up by a slender rig bolted to the wall. The pole nestled into a simple clip, definitely removable, and the saucer was clearly the showerhead, riddled with dozens of perforations. On cue, a powerful jet of water started to flow, crashing noisily to the tiles.

"That's cool!" he exclaimed, nodding at the showerhead. "It's removable, right?"

"Yep, and, look, it's got a massage-mode. You can change the water stream." Mike straightened, shutting the door. Waiting for the water to heat up. "Ready to get clean!?"

"Aye aye, sir!" Tai saluted, kicking his shoes back into the study simultaneously.

"Good!" The older boy straightened. "Okay, soldier. Attention!"

The slender boy snapped to attention, arms by his sides. Grinning widely. "Sir!"

"We are gonna get you clean!" Mike strutted exaggeratedly around behind his adoptive brother. "Get that stinky bleach off your fur!"

"Sir, yes sir!" Tai stood perfectly still. Grinning.

"Alright!" Mike had to smile. He pulled the shower door open. "Go, go, go! Get in there! Stand at attention at the back!"

Tai hesitated. "U-uh, do I have to go under the water, sir?"

"Erm. Actually, it'll probably be too hot." Mike shrugged. "So stay to the side."

"Stupid showers. Baths are better because you can get used to the temperature more slowly." Tai slipped into the shower, avoiding the cascading water as best he could - the heat from it was oppressive, but avoiding it wasn't difficult. The shower was simply that large in comparison to the boy's bodies. "Oh, wow, we gotta turn that down!"

"Paws on yer head, pretty-boy!" Mike insisted, carefully stepping into the shower. "It's inspection time!"

"Yes, sir!" Tai squeezed himself into the corner just behind the rushing water, setting his paws on his head.

Mike wasted no time, gripping the littler boy by the hips and sidling close to him. He pulled them together, pressing their abdomens, and indeed, their groins against one another. Keen to get started. "Hey, you're gonna love this."

"What're you going to do?" Tai asked curiously. He meshed his fingers behind his head, squeezing his long headfur against his own head. He felt his penis tingling as Mike's body pressed against it.

"You'll see. But we gotta get this water temperature right." The older boy reached out to adjust the cold tap. "Just gimme a sec."

"Can I put my arms down for a sec? Sir?"

"If you put them back when I say." Mike smirked, roaming Tai's slender back with his other paw, stroking his side from ribcage to hips. "I bet this'll be awesome."

"What? What are you doing?" Tai squirmed until he had the space to bring his arms down and then around his brother back. By now, his penis was a stiff two inches, pressing into Mike's hot body, and his pulse was already racing. Unwilling to separate.

Cuddling his beloved, confident friend, especially naked like this, was one of Tai's favorite things. He loved letting the warm, vulnerable skin and fur of their tummies press together, and holding their chests together so they could feel one another's heartbeats. How just tiny, idle movements would smoosh or tease their dicks, quickly getting them hard if they weren't, and how they'd both get a little shaky if they did that for too long.

Any time Mike got like this, it ended with naughty fun, and at least one of those wonderful feelings.

"You'll see!" Mike squeezed him. "I think your dick's hard."

"Yeah?" Tai wiggled a little, trying to fence with the hard thing prodding his belly. "And isn't that yours?"

"Yeah. Well, it sure ain't my ear."

"Definitely not!" Tai pulled himself tight against the older boy. He shot him a trusting smile. "What now?"

Mike started to guide them both towards the water. "We get wet."

"I guess that happens in a shower."

The shower water wasn't as hot as expected, though Tai flinched as he shuffled under the stream. It made his skin prickly under his skin, and thick steam was certainly rising into the whirring exhaust fan in the roof, but it was bearable.

The boys cuddled and squirmed as they adjusted to the hot water.

"Shit, ah!" Mike murmured. "Still too hot."

"Sss! It's not too bad..."

"You're lower down than I am."

"Not by that much!"

They relaxed together under the steamy water, cradling one another dozily. Mike even hummed as he ran his paws over his little brother's body, and Tai tapped the wet floor with his toes to the 'melody.'

After a few moments, Mike stepped away and stood on his tip-toes to reach the showerhead. "Here." With a little effort, he worked it free and started to direct the spray over Tai's shoulders. "Look, this is so cool!"

Tai tensed. "Ah, that is kinda hot!" he protested, scrunching his features.

"Still too hot for my idea." Mike twist the cold water tap slightly. The water became slightly more bearable, and Tai closed his eyes as the water jet started to wash over his shoulders and the top of his head. "Let's get you pre-soaked!"

"Pre-soaked?" Tai had to raise his voice over the sound of the shower. He stood still, adjusting to the temperature and patiently letting Mike turn him around. Relaxing as Mike liberally hosed down his chest, then his back. He gave a contented sigh.

Then Mike started to hit his thighs and backside with the surging water. The pressure of the water hitting him from so close made it feel like a gentle, warm massage. He shut his eyes and hummed his satisfaction.

"Doesn't it feel good?"

Tai nodded. "What about the front?" he murmured back over his shoulder. Thinking only of getting clean and enjoying the warm water.

"I'm getting' there..." Mike assured him. "Just give me a sec." He turned the showerhead on himself, drenching the earthy-toned soft fur until it became a sleek, matted pelt. "Just getting myself wet too."

Suitably soaked, Mike reached out to gently push Tai towards the wall - an insistent little touch. "Lean against the wall with your hands behind your back."

"How come?" Tai quickly swept his wet headfur from his face.

"Because. You'll see." Mike smirked, from under his own curtain of sopping headfur. "We need room for this!"

Tai gave a smiling shrug and crossed his paws at the small of his back - it wasn't an unusual request, Mike liked to do things to him when he 'couldn't' stop him. Although they both knew he'd stop the second Tai seriously asked him to.

It just felt nice to let Mike do things to him. To let him make him feel comfortable, with the older, mature boy in charge.

Mike helped him shuffle backwards against the cold, wet tiles of the shower wall, so that Tai pinned his own arms just above the waterlogged mass of down that was his tail. When Mike put a leg back and knelt down so his head was at Tai's belly height, Tai spotted the older boy's erection.

The little staff that excitedly jutted from Mike's mink-like groin fur had grown a little recently. It was now even more markedly bigger than Tai's, in all dimensions, and was always eager to stand up when they started to play.

Tai exhaled shakily.

He wanted to touch the eleven-year-old's boner, to play with it and make his best friend in the whole world happy. The only reason he didn't was that Mike clearly wanted to do that to him, first.

But he couldn't figure out exactly how.

The jet of water was directed at his lower belly, while Mike steadied his hips. "Let's get that dick nice and clean," he piped. His free paw started to gently knead Tai's equally stiff dick.

Tai pressed his hips out, looking down his lithe body to observe. Trembling ever so slightly.

"C'mon, little dinky," Mike murmured playfully. "Time for your shower."

"What are you doing?!" Tai giggled. Hardly distracted from his dick twitching in Mike's gentle fingers. "It's hard already."

"Just making sure." Mike encircled his straining little spike in his fist, keeping the skin pulled tight, and started firmly swiping the smooth tip with his thumb. Tai cried out after only the second rub - Mike knew how sensitive that part was, and loved forcing Tai to endure it.

The brown-furred kit kept stroking like that, gently pumping as he did, for a few seconds, ignoring Tai's scrunched up face and involuntary twitches. The soft, high gasps and whimpers were music to his ears. Having discovered this 'technique' on himself years ago, Mike knew it could get Tai fully rigid in seconds.

When he was satisfied, he put his fingers on either side of the tingling penis to keep it steadily pointing up towards his chest, a shallow angle since he was kneeling. The showerhead in his other paw still spraying away at Tai's belly.

Suddenly, Tai figured it out. "You're gonna use the water on me, aren't you?" he said, raising an eyebrow in concern.

"Yup." Mike grinned up at him. "It feels awesome."

"Is it strong? Um, A powerful feeling?" Tai watched the detached head eagerly gushing warm water over his stomach.

"It's not bad like this. The other settings are much stronger, they're higher pressure." Mike started to direct the flowing water over Tai's groin, directly hitting the kit's dick with it now. "Here." He brought it a little closer.

"That feels ni - Sss!" Tai had to laugh even as he stiffened up a little. His tail twitching against the wall.

As the source of the water got closer, and the water got hotter, the feeling of the tiny jets from the showerhead got more intense. His penis swarmed with tingles. It was different from, but almost as bad as, Mike's habit of rubbing and polishing his dick-tip...

"It's cool, isn't it?" Mike shifted, dropping to both knees. He pushed against Tai's crotch, keeping his target pointing where he wanted it. It also was helping to keep his balance, and help Tai stay against the wall. "I wanna make you cum with just the shower."

"C-can you do that?" Tai wriggled his toes on the wet tiles.

"Hold still." With a click, Mike's thumb adjusted a switch on the showerhead, and the stream instantly became a much tighter, higher pressure circle of jets.

"Aah!" Tai gasped, his shoulders hunching reflexively. "Oh geez, whoa!" He almost flinched away, a leg twitching as it almost raised to protect his bits, but he managed to stand and endure.

He huffed and panted, pinching one eye shut as Mike gently oscillated the water jets over his private parts. Trying to hold still, his fingers and toes splayed and wriggled as he tried to diffuse some of the need to move.

"Thaaat's it, hold still and try to get there." Mike moved the showerhead back and forth, his tongue poking out in concentration. "C'mon."

"T-trying, nnh!" Tai shut his eyes, a slight grimace on his face. Even if Mike hadn't told him, he couldn't stop his body tensing, reacting to the building sensations. His body knew what to do.

"Your breathing is hot," murmured Mike. "I wish I had an extra paw right now."

"Y-you wanna rub your dick?" Tai asked. As if he didn't know.

"A lot." Even Mike's voice was tremulous now.

Now that would be a fun idea, Tai thought. This seemed like one of those things that'd be fun to swap around. Mike enjoyed having things done to him, too.

But for now, the barky-furred fox boy was intently massaging Tai's groin with his fingertips, gently teasing the base of his dick while still keeping the hot water blasting the delicate tip.

"I bet you won't be able to stay standing." His expression was determined.

Tai panted helplessly, half doubled over, but somehow keeping his lower back and wrists pinned to the wall, and his legs spread enough for Mike's plans. It wasn't easy. His knees buckled slightly each time the feelings from the showerhead spiked in intensity, hitting just the right spots on his small but earnest dick.

Everything outside the shower, outside of Mike's gentle, caring touch, the hot steam flowing over his body, and the steadily rising tension from the showerhead, he temporarily forgot about it. Desperate for, and afraid of, a possible impending climax.

He knew it'd get much 'worse' after that. But it felt so good now, and would feel so good then. A strong feeling was not a bad one, in his eyes.

Regardless, he was starting to wilt against the wall.

"Straighten up a little, push your dick out to me," Mike directed him, smirking at the horny nine-year-old. "Lemme get in there. We'll get you all squirmy and see if you can stand up."

Tai didn't know whether to laugh or be completely overwhelmed - sometimes, Mike's playful dirty remarks would hit a strong chord for him. Erotic, cheeky, but always fun and caring.

He took a deep breath and straightened, getting back into his starting position. He leaned against the wall with his hips out and legs spread, making it impossible to protect his quivering dick from the relentless spray. Surrendering it to his brother's treatment.

The tingling was welling up fast, and his twitching body told him better than words that Mike's idea was going to work.

It had been months, and Mike still was surprising him with this stuff!

"I-it's gonna-!" he managed to pant, grimacing desperately.

Mike stayed on task, slightly moving the water stream around. Making sure it literally drenched the kit's penis in stimulation. Watching intently for signs Tai was climaxing.

He didn't have to wait long. Like a fuse exploding, Tai's nerves overloaded and burst with his orgasm.

"H-ahhh!" he moaned, tensing up as the climax rushed through his whole body. As he exhaled, it was as if all the breath in his lungs disappeared, and took the strength in his legs with it.

As predicted, his knees collapsed and he fell back against the wall, writhing as Mike nonchalantly kept hosing down his twitching penis.

"Ah!Hnnh!" Tai scrunched his features tightly. Panting as he rode out the wave of bliss. Any orgasm was almost overwhelming to him, but Mike's insistence on continuing to stimulate him through them made it unbearable. Strangely, he liked that. It was part of the experience for both of them. "M-Mike, o-okay! Nnh!"

So Mike pulled back, letting the water flow over Tai's belly again. His legs stopped trembling precariously, and the tawny-furred boy let out a tiny falsetto groan.

Mike chuckled and reached out to knead the sensitive organ he'd just been 'washing'.

"Hyyaah!" protested Tai, finally unable to keep his paws behind his back. He tried to protect his dick. "Nono, no more! It's way too tingly now!"

"That was so hot!" Mike said emphatically. "You almost fell over."

"Yeah, because you kept going!" Tai chortled, a sudden fit of giggles hitting him. He was blinking to get his eyes to focus. Absently, he realized the shower was thick with steam by now.

"I always do that." Mike stood and pressed the littler boy against the wall with his body, reaching up to place the showerhead back in its holder. "I like to see you squirm. You know that."

He insistently pushed against Tai's shaky body, grinding and rubbing. They slipped their arms around one another. Two ardent little lovers under the balmy, roaring shower. Moving and rocking gently.

After a few seconds, Tai gasped and started breathing harder again, shivering but not trying to break free. In fact, his strength seemed to evaporate again. "Nnh!" Again, he almost slipped down the wall, clutching Mike's bigger body to stop himself.

"Another one?" Mike laughed. "Just from hugging you, huh?"

Tai squirmed as his dick flared up again, electrifying his whole body. He stuffed his muzzle into his boyfriend's chest, his nose in the bigger boy's armpit. He held him and trembled through his second orgasm, stunned it hit so fast.

This time, Mike never tried to drag it out. He felt the little member spasm and shiver against his upper thigh, but he stopped grinding and courteously held still.

He let Tai regain his balance, and just held him as he calmed down.

"I-it was really sensitive, I think," Tai mumbled, only just loud enough to be heard over the water crashing down over them. "Y-you weren't just hugging me, you know."

"Should we count it as a double?"

"It was really fast, so I think so. Right after the first one."

Tai felt like he was floating on clouds, though he was quickly recovering. He could feel Mike's boner against his lower belly. "What about you?" he said, starting to shift his own body. Stimulating his friend's cock with his down-fluffed, taut belly. Returning the favour from moments ago.

It didn't take long for Mike to start grinding back. "Ahh, well," he breathed. "I never thought that far. I just wanted to, you know...?"

Shutting his eyes, losing himself in the moment, Tai pushed his stomach more firmly against Mike's, and the sausage sandwiched between. "Can I do you like this?" he asked, rocking slightly to rub against the older boy's body. Using his legs to shift up and down.

It was Mike's turn to start panting. He breathed hoarsely in the tawny kit's pointed ear. "Y-yeah, probably."

"Let me do it then." Tai moved slowly, rhythmically. Not too fast, not too slow. Despite what it had gone through, his 'dinky' was still at attention, rigidly waggling between or against the bigger boy's thighs. Occasionally brushing the underside of Mike's tight coinpurse.

This had turned out to be even more fun than he'd imagined.

Mike pushed his hips out, cradling the lightly bucking boy. Each short movement of the little hot body would press his yearning cock between them, stroking and rubbing the skin nestled against both of their velvety flat tummies. He felt Tai slip an arm down his back to squeeze his butt inwards, increasing the contact. Making sure his crotch was firmly against Tai's body.

The familiar pressure building inside of him, now.

Naughty play and its forbidden sensations, once rare pleasures stolen in moments of privacy, had become almost nightly fun since Tai had moved in. They had experimented so much, and shed all shame when together.

So it was that they 'cuddle-humped' this way a lot under the sheets, usually as a prelude to other things. But neither of them had made the other have an orgasm from it yet.

That was about to change. Tai had found the perfect rhythm and position, and Mike had been wound up like a steel trap since they'd got in the shower. His eleven-year-old dick, and the mind connected to it, was as ready as it could ever be.

A moaning gasp - a little higher pitched than he would've liked - escaped Mike's throat. He clung to Tai's back, moving his hips trying to match the smaller fox boy's tempo.

It never hit suddenly, but it hit with the inexorable force of a hurricane. Involuntarily, Mike's body contracted as blissful warmth radiated through it. Relaxing and thrilling at the same time. Like heater-warmed clothes over his body on a winter's night, only far more intense. After a shuddering moment, Mike slumped onto his young lover's body and they both fell still against the wall.

The only reason they never fell was that Tai managed to hold them both upright.

"Ooohh." Mike groaned, inching away. Gingerly touching his own over-sensitive rod. "Th-that was really nice." He smiled. "Doing stuff standing up is intense, huh?"

"Very intense." Tai reached down to rub at his own - it was still hard. He was actually trying to make it go down. "Hey, did anything come out this time?" He looked down at his belly fur. "I can't see, it might've got washed off."

"I don't think so." Mike tugged his erection and eyed it, looking down the little barrel. "I could feel it twitching, and I think that's when it's meant to come out. It's been doing that for ages though."

"But it might've just been a little."

"I guess. I don't think so." Mike smiled wryly, inspecting his prepubescent erection. "I'm not that big yet, I don't know if you can squirt before it gets a bit bigger. I guess we can look it up."

"When does it get bigger? How old do you need to be?"

"It changes from boy to boy. Jake, and a lot of the comments I read online, apparently got big around my age, and some of them said they could do it. I guess it happens when it wants to happen."

"I kinda like it now. I can use it as a lollipop." Tai giggled.

Mike shot him an embarrassed stare. "A lollipop?!"

"Yeah, I can keep the whole thing in, like one of those candy lipstick things." The tawny kit laughed. "Just a little tasty bit of candy."

Mike raised an eyebrow. "Come on, it's bigger than that. It's not the size of a lipstick pop! Don't give me that!Yours might be."

After a moment of inspecting his own stubborn boner, Tai had to nod. "Probably. I'm just saying it's a good size. It's tasty, too."

"What'll you do if I do squirt for the first time and it's in your mouth?" Mike asked, smirking.

"I don't know. It's not pee, and I remember reading that it tastes okay."

"Er, sort of." Mike made a face. "Not always."

"Oh." Tai averted his eyes. "Yeah."

"What? No, not that." The older boy blinked. "W-well, I guess a little of that. I meant, I've tried Jake's and a guy on the team."

Tai's ears shot right up. "You have?"

"Uh. Yeah. Once or twice." Mike gave a half-smile. "Before I met you. He was my friend, not some random guy."

That was a surprise. Tai had been there when Mike had sucked Jake's dick, but had no idea Mike had played around with anyone else. He decided to ask more about it later. "Oh. Well, anyway, I don't think it'll make a difference. You start making just a little at first, so I guess we can get used to each other."

Mike stared at him. "Jeez. I bet Jake'd go insane if he heard you say that."

"Probably! I gotta taste his now. I have to know what to expect."

Mike burst out laughing. Then he hesitated, briefly nonplussed. "Um. Hey. I never meant to bring him up, Tai..."

"You didn't. Don't think about it." Tai swished his tail in the water behind him. Splashing the wall with a glob of water. "I think we should get out, Dad'll be home soon!"

"Yeah, that took longer than I expected." Mike bent and picked a shampoo bottle off the floor. "Let's finish up quick! Wash each other?"

"Okay!"

* Later *

They were absorbed in an online match of _Call of the Battlefield: Creed V_when they heard a key rattle in the front door with the accompanying knock to let them know it was their father.

They had settled down on the modern, black leather settee in their pajamas, slouching together with the large electric heater humming away in the direction of their feetpaws; taking full advantage of the wireless controller on the new GameStation Xenith.

Tai had chosen to at least wear his woolen plaid pajama bottoms, some small concession to the cold fall night. But Mike had stuck himself in some silky boxers and decided to lounge around in underwear.

There was some reasoning to it. Tai had discovered that Mike could be a difficult guy to sleep with the night after training hard; he tended to overheat and make Tai feel like a steamed potato. Or kick the covers off and throw his limbs towards the corners of the bed like a gangly starfish. Particularly awkward if they were sleeping nude on a cold night.

"Dad?" Mike called, sitting up immediately.

"Hey guys," their father said. Mike cuddled back up to the occupied Tai, listening as his dad strode right to the kitchen and thumped something down on the countertop. "Got it."

"Awesome!"

"I'll put it on soon, if you guys want to help me out. At around eight o'clock."

"Gotcha."

Tai groaned in disappointment as he was sniped from three buildings away in the fierce virtual battle for some obscure city in Kazakhstan. "I hate that gun!" he mumbled, sweeping his long headfur out of his face. "Your turn."

"Let's buy that gun next round, give the camping jerkass a taste of his medicine."

"I don't know how to use that stupid thing, so don't die." Tai handed the controller over, and they both shifted until comfortable.

"I dunno either, we'll learn as we go. This'll go fine, trust me."

"No, I don't think so!"

Their father stepped past the television, and reached over to hand them something. "I got you guys these, since dinner's going to be late."

Tai put his paws out and the grownup plopped two plastic tubes into his palms. "Thanks, dad."

"What are they?" Mike looked. "Oh. Oh! Yeah, thanks dad!"

"Yep, you owe me your lives, punks." Robert grinned, reaching to ruffle their headfur in turn, first Tai then his biological son. "If you guys finish up in here, switch it back to the movie player for me, right?"

Mike nodded, looking at the screen in preparation to play.

But when their father had gone through the apartment to his study, Mike stopped playing.

"Are those what I think they are?!" whispered Mike, with one raised ear. Smirking broadly.

Tai's muzzle had literally dropped open. He took one of the tubes and tugged the lid off to reveal a stick of blue sugary resin. "It's a stick pop. It is!"

"Oh wow." Mike snorted a laugh. "Well. Keep playing, or what?"

Tai broke into a massive grin. "No, we have measuring to do!"

"A-are you serious?"

Tai reached out to gently rub the older boy through his smooth boxers. "Yeah."

"After dinner!" Mike laughed and jabbed the tawny belly with a finger. "Is this you growing up? Getting hornier?"

"Maybe." Tai shrugged. "I just wanna see if you're any bigger than-"

"Whoa. If you finish that, when it's my turn to measure you, I'll measure you so hard your dick'll be that color of blue."

Tai raised an eyebrow. "Beeecause your tongue will be colored blue by it?" he hazarded. "Or what?"

"I - No, that works, I guess. Either way. You'll get a severe measuring!"

A curious voice piped up from the back of the apartment. "What's going on, boys?"

The two of them shared a playful glance. "Nothing dad, just playing the game where you shoot all the furs from other countries," Mike called back.

"Well, don't swear so loud. I can't concentrate."

"Sorry!"

Tai sprawled out on the couch, dropping his legs across his brother's lap. "We'll have the candy after dinner!" he sing-songed, ignoring Mike's eye roll.

"That's fine, whenever you want to have them. They're yours."

"Do you want the red or the blue model, Mikey? The red ones come faster."

They laughed for the entire next minute, and Mike even slid off the couch to the shaggy rug below, where he lay in a giggling heap. Only to jump up some moments later and pounce on the hysterical Tai. Fueled by intent to tickle with extreme prejudice.

They sprawled and grappled all over the apartment's warm den, the video game completely forgotten.

Later that night, Tai would realize that him from just a year ago would never have imagined he could make a boy as old and 'cool' as Mike laugh like that. That he was never going to have a friend, not even one he could call a parent.

He was changing. He was growing. Getting stronger and more confident. He knew it. It was thanks to Mike and his dad. Tai's dad too, now.

It was something he'd ponder for a long time to come. And be amazed every time he thought of it.

This was how the afternoon ended.

Not the evening, or the night. Still more fun things happened that night, but it was a few minutes of naughty fun in the shower that would have such a powerful effect on Tai in days to come.

And he'd need all of that strength and confidence in those coming days.

END

By Kichigai Kitsune

2016.