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Despite it not being even close to the summertime, the day was startlingly warm, and the beach was the perfect time for people to unwind. For Wolfy and Harley, it was an opportunity to get away from the embarrassment that the young wolf and husky hybrid had felt mere hours ago. Dressed in a new pair of swimming underwear that wasn't as tight, nor as revealing, as his previous ripped piece, Wolfy was feeling optimistic. Perhaps it wouldn't be so bad.

It was still roughly noon, which meant there would be a lot of time for the two children to enjoy themselves. As they stepped onto the warm sand, Wolfy scanned over the other people hanging around the beach. There was a few, not enough to be cramped, but enough for it to appear rather busy. Luckily, the coast stretched on for what felt like miles, which gave people plenty of room to sit down. Wolfy's mother, however, preferred to stay near the car, for obvious reasons.

Wolfy was feeling a little more relaxed as he settled down with his family atop a towel, but the peacefulness of the beach was broken by a wail of utter delight. Harley bolted to her feet and suddenly sprinted across the beach, digging into the sand. Wolfy and his mother exchanged a confused expression, looking on, wondering what on earth the 6 year old was so excited about. They watched as she barrelled into someone roughly her height, and Wolfy's mother got to her feet, ready to apologise. Begrudgingly, Wolfy followed, hoping it was nothing serious.

That's when Wolfy realised that it wasn't some stranger, but was, in fact, one of Harley's friends. He didn't know her very well, but she was a Hyena girl around Harley's age, and her name was Yvonne. She was a nice enough girl, but she was like Harley: quick to laugh, and quick to tease.

"Jessica! Fancy seeing your here." A taller, slenderly-built and slightly curvaceous female Hyena greeted Wolfy's mother with a restrained degree of enthusiasm, giving the older hybrid a large hug. Jessica chuckled in a mixture of surprise and pleasantness, patting the woman on her back. Standing next to them were a couple more Hyenas: one around Wolfy's age, and one much, much older.

It didn't stop there, however. As the two women were catching up and talking, they heard yet another squeal of delight from the left of them. Wolfy turned his head to see a young Lionness running through the sand and barrelling into Harley and her friend. The trio giggled together, talking rapidly between themselves as yet another family joined the small congregation.

"Jessica! Lydia! What a surprise." It was yet another one of Harley's friends, and her entire family was here. They were slightly different from what Wolfy had expected. The young Lionness, Bethany, had insisted that her mother was a goddess, but it seemed to be his father that was a chiselled god of a man. With a sweeping mane that shifted about in even the slightest wind, the mother paled in comparison, lacking the vast mane that was only exclusive to adult men. They also appeared to have a younger brother, who only looked to be about 5. The young cub was staring up at Wolfy with an inquisitive, gleeful expression. The hybrid boy felt a little uncomfortable.

"Why don't we all sit together and catch up?" Jessica suggested, and there was a murmur of approval as the adults moved off to the side, collecting up their things and placing them all together, sitting down and talking amongst themselves. Like all parents, they did occasionally glance over towards the children, who were now moving into their own small group.

"Oh!" Harley seemed to realise that some people weren't acquainted, amongst their little congregation. "Wolfy, this is, uh, Darren and James."

She pointed to the Hyena and Lion boy respectively, and Wolfy tried his best to memorise their names. It shouldn't be too difficult, considering they were all probably going to see each other fairly often. At least, Wolfy thought so, to a degree.

"I got some buckets and spades." Darren beamed and held up what he had on him, which was plenty to go around, thankfully. Darren was already seeming like a nice guy, and Wolfy wagged his tail, grinning over at him. What could go wrong?

They sat around for an hour near the shore, using the wet sand to create sandcastles. Of course, there was a degree of warfare going on between them, castles being knocked over or pelted with small stones they found near the shore. It was all horseplay, however, and they even made a game of it, imagining the gentle thrown rocks to be catapults. They had to play it safe when they had a relatively clumsy 5 year old around, who looked on more than one occasion to be upset when his castle was knocked over. Luckily, his older sister knew how to handle him and quickly tended to divert his attention to other things before he started to make a scene. It was all going rather well, and they were either beginning to laugh amongst themselves whilst the parents watched on.

"Hey, we should bury someone in sand!" Harley suggested with a wide grin, her tagging wagging frantically behind her. The group of cubs exchanged glances to one-another as they silently tried to decide who was going to bury themselves. It wasn't risky, but the person buried wouldn't be able to move their arms that much, especially amongst packed wet sand.

Wolfy glanced down to the young Lion cub, and froze when he saw the 5 year old's finger pointing directly at him. He looked up to the rest of them and all of them were grinning at him. He wavered, looking a little nervous.

"Y-You don't seriously think..." He began, but trailed off when they didn't really say anything in response. He hung his head, and slowly nodded, agreeing to being buried in sand. He had a feeling he'd he pressured to otherwise, and he didn't wnat to know how that would go.

"C'mon, let's head further up the beach." Darren patted Wolfy's shoulder and got up, heading further up. The rest of them followed him and Wolfy trailed along behind, watching as they stopped a little distance away, checking the consistency of the sand beneath their feet. Satisfied, Darren gestured the young hybrid over, and Wolfy resigned to his fate, heading forwards.

"Lay down." Darren commanded, and Wolfy quietly obeyed, looking nervous and he pressed his head against the sand. He peeked up and watched as the group of cubs covered him in the slightly damp down, patting it down firmly over his body to make sure he'd be tightly packed. He could already feel the strength and consistency of the sand pressing down against his body, making it impossible to move his arms. He didn't realise sand could be that strong!

It wasn't long before the young cubs had pushed the sand all the way up to his chin, leaving only his head exposed. Wolfy glanced down his body, noticing the entirety of it was completely covered in sand, keeping him rather warm. The heat from the sun above was seeping through the sand and keeping him nice and cosy inside the sand. This wasn't so bad! He relaxed a little and sighed, grinning a little.

Then he felt something toying with his underwear. He snapped his head up to see Darren's finger sticking into the smooth sand atop his body, digging in until his finger was touching Wolfy's swimming underwear. The hybrid wriggled in amongst the sand as best as he could, a look of utter bewilderment on his face as he looked from Darren to the rest of the group. The majority of them were laughing and giggling amongst themselves. Darren must have hatched this plan to them before to embarrass him, and it was definitely working.

"What are you doing?!" Wolfy complained, wrinkling his nose as the colour rose to his cheeks. He glanced over towards their parents, but they weren't really looking their way at that moment in time. Darren didn't stop, pressing down until his digit was pushing against Wolfy's small, flaccid member. The hybrid boy looked flustered, feeling the embarrassment rise to his face in the form of a blush. Darren dug in with a few extra fingers and applied a bit more pressure whilst giving Wolfy a rather unreadable expression.

Wolfy didn't want to admit it, but it was feeling nice, and that was shameful in itself. He knew that Darren could feel his dick hardening against his fingers, and slowly, the Hyena boy pulled his hand back. He dug at the sand around Wolfy's pants and exposed them to the sun, noticing the prominent bulge in them. Slowly, he traced his fingers over the outline of Wolfy's erect cock and the hybrid quivered under his touch, the little dick pulsing. The girls tittered and giggled amongst themselves before, suddenly, Darren tugged down the front of Wolfy's underwear.

The hybrid boy froze when his erect dick was revealed to the air, twitching and pulsing with arousal. Darren's eyes centred on it immediately and watched it throb, before he glanced at Wolfy's face, noticing his embarrassed expression. The girls giggled at each other whilst pointing and laughing, trying their best not to look at it. Wolfy stared right at Darren's unreadable expression, wondering what on earth he was up to.

"Are you alright over there, guys?" One of the parents called over, and Darren quickly shifted and moved to sit on Wolfy's dick, hiding it from plain sight. The Hyena nodded over at the parents before looking down at Wolfy, winking down at the flustered hybrid. Wolfy tried to splutter out some sort of question, but he froze when he saw one of the parents getting to their feet and walking over.

"What are you doing? Aww, did you bury Wolfy in sand?" It was Darren's mother, primarily, coming to check on them. She crouched down and smiled, rather amused at their activity, even grinning widely when they played along. Harley stuck a tiny flag into the sand on Wolfy's chest and the hybrid boy tried his best to grin and act like nothing was wrong. His dick was pulsing underneath Darren's small rump, and he felt the Hyena slightly moving back and forth. That only made it worse.

"Are you alright down there, Wolfy?" The adult Hyena looked down to the hybrid's flustered face, and Wolfy knew he had to quickly figure out a way for his member to remain unseen. Darren was providing that comfort in itself, but he was making it very difficult to concentrate. Wolfy's member pulsed and throbbed under that slightly rocking ass that moved the slightest inch left and right.

"Yes, ma'am." He replied dutifully with a small grin, trying his best to appear casual, despite the arousal he felt spreading throughout his loins and beyond. His breath briefly hitched in his throat and he passed if off as a gulp of air. He felt a familiar stirring in his loins, a spike of pleasure that he knew all too well. He couldn't even utter out a warning under the Hyena woman's gaze.

"Well, I'll leave you to it." She chuckled, standing up straight and turning away from them. It was just at the right time, too: Wolfy let out a small sigh as she turned, and his cock pulsed powerfully under Darren's slightly wriggling behind. A thick string of cum shot out and spurted right up against the Hyena's behind, splattering the outside of his swimming shorts with his seed. The rest dripped and dribbled down onto his own crotch, matting his fur. The cum was quickly drying in the sun, thankfully, and he hoped no-one had noticed.

After Darren's mother made her way towards the rest of the adults, the young Hyena boy slipped off of Wolfy's crotch, and the girls peeked down at the hybrid's member, though Harley averted her gaze. They looked disappointed to see he was half-soft, but Darren could see the light sheen of cum on Wolfy's fur. He gave the hybrid a wink, but Wolfy couldn't look him in the eyes.

"Guys!" Wolfy's mother called over, and Darren quickly leant forwards to un-tuck the swimming pants from underneath Wolfy's balls, covering his member up again. He turned towards the taller Hybrid adult, who came bounding towards them. Behind her, the other adults were already getting up and collecting their things together, for the moment. In the hybrid's hands were a bottle of sunscreen, and a towel in the other.

"Can you make sure Wolfy gets his sunscreen? He has some rather sensitive skin." She told them, and Wolfy's face grew an ever brighter shade of red as he sat up in the sand. The dent in his crotch had held to mess with the entire structure of his little sand bed, and it had made it easier to move after a while.

"I can do it myself--" He began, but he quickly cut off by Darren's wide smile, who collected up the sunscreen and towel for him.

"Don't worry, ma'am. I'll make sure." He said, putting on his ever-charming, boyish grin. Jessica chuckled in response and patted the Hyena's head.

"We'll be up at the cafe opposite, getting a drink. Just come and get one of us if you're in trouble. Keep an eye on James." Wolfy's mother warned as she stepped back, smiling, before turning and heading further up the beach to catch up with the others. Wolfy grimaced: he didn't like it when his mother made him seem like such a baby, especially in front of people that he could have thought to be his friends!

Darren turned towards the group, who were already beginning to chatter to themselves. He grinned down at Wolfy and gestured with the towel, heading further up the beach as the rest of them followed him. Wolfy trudged along behind them, feeling a mixture of shame and embarrassment.

"C'mon, get on the towel!" Darren demanded as he laid the towel out onto the sand. Wolfy glared and grumbled something under his breath as he stepped towards the towel, getting onto his knees. As he began to lay down, he felt hands around his hips, and felt the coolness of his swimming pants sliding away from his rump. He snapped a hand back to clasp the little piece of clothing he had, glancing behind him. Darren had his hands on the boy's pants, with an innocent grin on his face.

"What're you doing?!" Wolfy demanded with wide eyes, a little confused and embarrassed. Half of his ass was on show, and Harley's friends were beginning to giggle as James waddled around.

"Well, I can't put sunscreen on your butt if you're wearing something, right?" Dareen tilted his head with a look of confusion, and his innocent logic made Wolfy falter. Begrudgingly, he removed his hand and slipped onto his front as Darren pulled down his pants. His dick turned between his legs, pressing against the towel in full view of the others, with his balls resting atop. It was a little uncomfortable, but he was thankfully rather soft and un-erect, and that made it a lot easier.

Darren gestured to the others, and Harley tried her best to avert her gaze as he squirted sunscreen into their palms. Slowly, he all moved around him, smearing the sunscreen into his back as Wolfy pressed his chin into his arms, his ears flattening down. This felt embarrassing, and the feeling of those small hands running over his body made him tingle. He could feel Darren's noticeably larger hands being deliberately teasing, sliding the sunscreen over his rump, deliberately moving dangerously close to his crotch, tracing along his inner thigh, mere inches from his balls. The close proximity of Darren's hand to his junk was making him nervous, and with those nervous brought about an awkward erection that was growing, albeit very slowly.

Despite Wolfy's embarrassment, the children worked dutifully to complete their task. Harley's friends worked the sunscreen all over his back and arms, making sure he was completely covered all the way around, though they had little access to the front of their body. Darren was slightly chuckling to himself as James patted a wet dollop of sunscreen on the back of Wolfy's head. His older sister leant over to give him a hand as Darren moved his hands closer and closer to Wolfy's crotch, watching him stiffen and tense up everytime the slightly older Hyena grew closer.

"Already? You sure have a lot of stamina, Wolfy." Darren teased, and Wolfy tried to splutter some sort of response. By now, hhe was achingly hard, twitching at full mast in an uncomfortable position. His hard dick was pushing down against the towel in an awkward position and it was definitely beginning to hurt.

Wolfy wordlessly raised his hips up, and Darren placed a hand on the small of his back, making sure to keep him back if he got up too quickly. Luckily for him, Wolfy was only adjusting himself: the young cub worked his dick around until it was twitching and throbbing up against his stomach, and he lowered himself again. He looked a lot less embarrassing now, to say the least, with only his little pouch visible between his legs. Darren smirked to himself as he made silent gestures to the girls surrounding the blushing boy.

The females of the group obliged, bar from Harley, who tried her best not to get too embarrassed with just how they were teasing her brother. Sure, she found it amusing, but she knew she wasn't really meant to be looking at boy's things. Her mother had given her the talk after a few of Wolfy's incidents. Bethany and Yvonne exchanged a rather playful grin to one-another as they did as Darren instructed, each of them grabbing either end of the towel underneath Wolfy's body. Slowly, one of them pulled to one side, and the towel rolled across the sand underneath the hybrid boy, dragging the towel across his twitching cock. Wolfy's face grew flushed and he cleared his throat, visibly flustered. He couldn't deny it felt nice, but was desperate not to cum and embarrass himself again.

"What's the matter, Wolfy? Getting a little flushed?" Darren whispered into Wolfy's ear as he rubbed his hands firmly over the hybrid's shoulder blades, glancing to his right. He watched as Harley got to her feet to chase after James, who was waddling off towards the shore at a steady 200 miles per hour. He shook his head and slowly slid his hands down, giving Wolfy's rump a few tiny pats as the girls kept sliding the towel back and fore, see-sawing it beneath Wolfy's body and stimulating his twitching member.

The hybrid dare not reply to the Hyena, scared he might stammer or give anything away. Regardless, he was breathing harder and harder, his toes curling as the pressure built up within his loins, making him wriggle and pant. He knew he was getting close, and he tried desperately to hold it in, hoping the girls might stop at any point.

But it was too late. Wolfy clenched his teeth and let out a harsh exhale through his nose as his orgasm hit him, racking his body. Tiny dribbles of cum spurted from the end of his member, splattering the towel and his lower stomach with each convulsion, leaving him sticky and embarrassed. He breathed harshly, eventually slowing as he steadied himself. Darren smirked, knowing exactly what had happened, and sought to take advantage of it.

"Alright, time for your front." Darren ordered, knowing full well that Wolfy was completely done. He flipped the boy over and squirted lotion onto his hand as he rubbed it down into Wolfy's chest. At first, he made it appear like he hadn't noticed the sticky stains on Wolfy's pelvis, but he shot the hybrid a rather lidded gaze that made it abundantly clear that he was aware. Wolfy gulped nervous, glancing from him to the giggling girls either side of him.

Darren's hands slid down his body in such a way that made him shiver, and those digits pressed and prodded in what felt like just the right areas. Wolfy got more and more flustered as those hands slid down his body, spreading the lotion across his body and around his stomach and hips, leaving him a slightly trembling mess.

"We'll just leave this part, shall we?" Darren smirked again, his eyes briefly flicking down to the half-hard member pulsing weakly against Wolfy's inner thigh, and the hybrid nervously nodded. Darren finally scooted back and Wolfy snapped up his swimming pants, tugging them back up before the situation got any worse. He felt as if his cheeks would stay a permanent shade of red.

They were lucky: their parents returned mere moments after Wolfy made sure he was decently dressed, and Jessica squinted across the beach to spot her daughter coming back towards the group with James in tow, being lead by a hand.

"Harley's Mom, can we sleep at Harley's tonight? Please?" Yvonne perked up with a wide grin as she looked up at Jessica, and she glanced to the other parents around her, confused. Bethany shuffled forwards as well and the two sported their typical 'baby doll' eyes.

"Wouldn't it be wise to ask your parents first?" Jessica mused aloud, glancing to the other parents, who nodded in agreement to her sagely advice. The two girls faltered for a moment and looked to their respective parents, who smirked at each other in response.

"Well, you're lucky that it's Friday," Lydia mused as well. "If it's alright with Harley's mother, then it's alright with me."

"Same here," The Older Lioness chipped in as well, glancing over to her husband, who grinned in response. "Perhaps you'd like for Darren and James to come over too? It would be nice for Wolfy to get some company too, I'm sure."

Wolfy would have protested, but his mother was already happily agreeing, probably rather pleased that Wolfy even had some friends to bring around to begin with. Darren looked over his shoulder at the hybrid boy and winked, a twinkle in his eye that Wolfy wasn't that comfortable with. He knew the boy had something planned, and he wasn't sure he wanted to know what.

The group waited around for a few more minutes whilst Harley and James caught up, before the news was broached to them. The Lioness, of course, voiced her concerns about her youngest son, and they decided to cross that bridge when they got to it. The group packed up and they were off within a couple of minutes, heading back up the beach and across the road towards their cars. Jessica had a large car herself, and James's dependance on his mother became abundantly clear when he was left to stand next to Jessica as his mother waved goodbye and headed towards her car. James looked visibly distressed, before he started bawling at the top of his lungs. His mother didn't seem to mind and had a feeling he might be too young. With that, it was only Wolfy and Darren, and the group of kids clambered into the car after a small farewell. Before that, however, they all changed from their swimming clothes back into their ordinary ones. Darren appeared to have a similar getup to Wolfy, in that they both wore a T-Shirt and shorts.

The drive back home was mostly in silence. Jessica drove a 7-seated SUV, which meant that the back seats were taken up by Harley and her friends, and the seats furthest to the back were taken up by Darren and Wolfy, though they technically sat separately. Darren didn't seem to be much for conversation at that point in time. Instead, the majority of his communication came in the form of sideways glances. They were malicious, but definitely knowing and mischievous, as if he had a trick up his sleeve that he wasn't quite letting on. Each glance made Wolfy more and more nervous and he tried his best to remain indifferent, but those glances left a feeling in the pit of his stomach. He recognised it as one thing: dread.

The pulled up outside Wolfy's house, and Jessica killed the engine. The girls were the first out of the car, bounding up the steps and giggling amongst themselves as Jessica rounded towards the back seats. She flipped them forwards, allowing the two boys out of the car. Wolfy clambered out and Darren soon followed. They stood there in silence for a moment, before heading up the steps towards the door. Jessica followed them and slipped the key in the lock, letting them inside.

"Have fun guys. Go play, do your thing, Dinner is at 7!" She called after them as Harley and her friends clambered up the stairs to her room, and they did almost every time they were here. Wolfy, however, was left feeling at a loss for what to do. Luckily, Darren began to speak up, and took the reigns.

"You got any video games?" Darren asked with a small, cheeky grin, and Wolfy shot him an awkward smile in response, gesturing with a hand. He lead Darren into the living room, where a Wii U sat underneath a large television. Darren appeared momentarily impressed, before Wolfy crouched down to set everything up for them.

The two settled in for a night of video games, and Jessica was even kind enough to give them both a drink as well. Wolfy was thankful for that, given how thirsty he suddenly felt. Darren was a lot better at computer games than Wolfy had expected, and even in a casual game like Super Smash Bros, Darren had a competent skill ceiling that put him at odds against Wolfy's own skill. The two were neck and neck on more than one occasion, which made for a fun gaming session.

They played for a good few matches before Wolfy stood up to go to the bathroom, but Darren grabbed his wrist and persuaded him to sit back down and do another round. Wolfy was too polite to say no, and he ended up doing the same thing a good numbers of times. Each time he stood to go to the bathroom after a match, Darren persuaded him to sit down again. After a couple of hours, Wolfy was bursting to go!

"Change of plans, guys," Jessica called up the stairs and into the living room. "We're going to go and get a McDonalds to eat!"

There was a chorus of cheers from up the stairs and Wolfy grimaced to himself, knowing he'd have to wait to go to the bathroom if they were going out. He slowly got to his feet as Darren went past him to get his shoes, and Wolfy lingered by the living room door, waiting for his mother.

"Mum, I ne--" He began, trying to explain he needed the bathroom before they went, but Jessica ignored his pleas, ushering him towards the door.

"Come on, come on! You can play games when you get back." She insisted, guiding him out of the house. Wolfy stepped out obediently, but with a visible look of distress on his face.

"B-But--" He began again, trying desperately to explain himself, but his mother ignored him once more.

"Come on girls!" She turned towards the door, calling and waiting for the girls to come downstairs. Darren was already getting into the car and Wolfy begrudgingly made his way down the steps, wriggling a little as he went. He felt as if he were going to burst if he weren't too careful. He clambered into the seat and the girls lingered at the door, looking rather irritated. Darren and Wolfy had taken 2 of the 3 seats in the middle of the car.

"Muum! They're sitting in out seats!" Harley complained audibly as Jessica made her way down to the car. She rolled her eyes as he daughters whining and flipped the empty seat forwards to allow access to the seats at the back.

"We'll only be out 20 minutes, just get in." She ordered, and Harley looked irritated, but obliged. Her two friends clambered into the back of the car and the seat was snapped back into position. Harley got in afterwards and shot the two boys a steely gaze, before clipping in her seatbelt. Jessica got into the driver's seat and adjusting the rear-view mirror. She caught Harley's gaze and glared.

"Behave." She demanded, knowing exactly what her daughter was up to as she pulled the car out of the drive, before heading off down the road. McDonalds was your typical fast-food joint, and it would be very easy for them to be in and out without ever leaving the car. It was night for Jessica to even suggest it: it could often get a little expensive. Regardless, she was happy to make the kids happy, it seemed.

They drove into the main city centre and across the to the main hub of the shopping centre, before they went around the corner and towards the McDonalds not far from the main entrance to the centre itself. It was closed by now, but the fast food restaurant stayed open long-after, as it was still in the main area of footfall of most of the residents of the city. Jessica pulled into the drive-through, parked behind a few others cars.

"U-Um, Mum, can we go inside? I need to use the bathroom." Wolfy demanded, looking a little nervous. He was desperately clutching his crotch with his hands, squirming in his seat. Darren covered his mouth with a hand, trying his best not to laugh.

"You can wait, can't you? We're only going to be here 5 minutes," Jessica assured him with a sigh, shaking her head. "Why didn't you go before?"

"I tried to say..." Wolfy complained, squirming in his seat. "P-Please, Mum!"

"No! We're almost at the speaker, so hush." She commanded sternly enough, rolling the car forwards as the vehicle in front of her drove onwards, and she braked when they stopped by the large speaker on a small metal pole that she could speak into.

"Welcome to McDonalds, what can I get for you?" A voice came out of the speaker, crackly and barely audible, but Jessica heard it well enough.

"Um, yes, can I get 5 happy meals...um..." Jessica continued to speak to the man through the receiver and Darren leant towards Wolfy, smirking to himself.

"Drip drip drip." He muttered in Wolfy's ear, and the hybrid complained. He knew it was too late. The pressure was getting worse and worse. He tried his best, but Darren whispering in his ear made him lose his concentration.

Before he could stop himself, it was happening. Tears sparked in his eyes and he whimpered as he felt a trickle of urine dribble from the end of his flaccid dick, dampening his underwear and by extension his shorts. Once it had began, there was no stopping it. What was simply a trickle turned into a steady stream, and the urine soaked the front of his underwear and shorts. Unfortunately, the fabric only absorbed so much. He felt the warm liquid seeping between his thighs and out of the leg-holes on his shorts, wetting the leather underneath his rump. Harley, after a moment, began to notice what was happening, and she recoiled away from him.

"Ewwwwww!" She exclaimed loudly amidst Jessica's talking. "Wolfy just pee'd himself!"

"Shut up!" Wolfy practically shouted at her in response and hung his head in shame. Darren leant off to the left and covered his mouth, trying his best not to laugh too much as the car fell deadly silent. Even the man on the speaker was silent for a moment. Jessica looked up slowly into the rear-view mirror as the children sitting in the back.

"...Will that be all, ma'am?" The man spoke into the speaker, and Jessica sighed in response.

"And a box of chicken nuggets, please." She called into the speaker, and the man replied. They spoke back and forth briefly, before she jutted the car forwards, heading around. Wolfy barely moved an inch, heaving finished long ago, emptying his bladder completely. He sat in a pool of his own urine feeling nothing but shame and dismay at what he had done.

After a while, Jessica finally got all of her food, and she set it aside on the passenger seat next to her, before driving out of the drive-through and parking nearby. She pulled the handbrake up and turned briefly in her seat.

"Come on, clothes off. I don't want you ruining the seats." She demanded of her son with a straight face, holding out a hand. There was a silence in the car as Wolfy raised his head, eyes wide with embarrassment. But he knew better than to defy his mother and began to undress. Slowly, he pulled his T-Shirt over his head and handed it over, before he began to unbutton his shorts. After a moment to wriggling and coaxing, he slipped off his shorts and underwear, his little piss-stained dick flopping about as he handed over his wet clothes. His mother held them gingerly and tossed them onto the floor at the front of the car, shaking her head. They drove off once more. Wolfy hid his little cock from prying eyes all the way home.

It took barely 5 minutes to get to the house, and she killed the engine once she'd parked. Harley was first out, thankful to get away from her embarrassing brother, and she made her way up the steps towards the house as Jessica stepped out to flip the seat open. Darren was next out of the car, and Harley's friends soon followed, leaving Wolfy on his own. The cub eventually followed, stepping out the car in the nude and trotting his way up the steps as Jessica followed suit with the food. She unlocked the door.

"Guys, get into the kitchen and distribute your food. only the happy meals and drinks." She warned, and they nodded in response, knowing better than to cross her when she was clearly in a bad mood.

"And you," She pointed a finger at Wolfy, who shrank away from her. "Go up and start running a bath this instant."

Wolfy sniffled and nodded, turning from her. He suddenly felt a hand on his shoulder and she leant down, planting a kiss on his forehead. Her mixture of affection and abrasive telling-off was always rather confusing, but at least Wolfy felt slightly better. He quickly headed up the stairs and ran the bath as he was told.

That didnt mean to say he'd get in it, of course. Wolfy hated having baths. Not because he liked being dirty, but they often made his fur wet for what felt like hours afterwards. It took a long time for his fur to dry out and it was only made worse by the fact his mother insisted upon washing and drying him each time. He was almost 11 now, and he hated being treated like a baby. But it was his fault, and he knew it: his continual cycle of refusing to bathe meant his mother was desperate to make sure she was clean. He understood she was being thorough, but he didn't necessarily have to like it. He stood in the nude with only his socks on as the bath ran, watching the water fill up the tub.

His mother came into the bathroom 15 minutes later with a towel and a pair of underpants in hand. She turned off the bath, hooking the towel up onto the railing.

"I haven't got any clean pyjamas for you, so you'll have to wear briefs. Come on, get in." She gestured.

"Mum..." He began first, hoping to broach the subject with her. "Do you have to wash and dry me? I can do it myself."

"Yes, I do, because you seem incapable of doing it properly. Now come on, get in." She demanded.

"B-But, I'm 10! I'm a big boy, I can wash myself without your help." He was determined to get his point across, but his mother didn't look pleased.

"Are you arguing with me, mister?" She asked him with a deep, tremoring voice as she towered over him. He knew that expression felt and he felt fear bubbling away within his gut, but he stood his ground.

"Yes."

That was the wrong answer. She turned and slammed the toiler lid down, and grabbed him by the arm. In a matter of seconds he was bent over her knee, with stomach pressed into her upper legs. At first he struggled, but then froe when he felt the strong, sharp slap of his mother's hand against his bare backside. He let out a yelp in response.

"This is for your own good," She muttered, slapping his ass again, a little firmer this time. "You should know better than to not do as you are told!"

"I'm sorry!" He wailed, but she continued regardless, spanking his ass for a third time. Deep within his budding body, part of him liked it. The initial pain stung but it sent tingles throughout his body that stirred his senses and made him feel flushed. He didn't want to be, but he couldn't help it.

Each sharp slap was met with a quiet whimper as tears stung at the corners of his eyes. His dick wobbled about amidst the spanking, steadily growing harder and harder with each passing moment. He was eventually fully hard, twitching and pulsing against her leg with each connection of her palm to his rump. His tail stood up on end, his teeth clenched as his dick lightly grazed against the underside of her leg.

It didn't take long for those spanks to make him near-delirious with pleasure, his whimpers resorting to tiny grunts each time they connected with his numb behind, his cock twitching and throbbing, a bead of pre-cum trickling from his foreskin and onto the floor. The pressure in his loins was unbearable, but it wasn't due to his bladder this time, but a pleasure altogether different.

Before he even realised it, he was cumming. Tiny dribbles of cum shot out of the end of his member, splattering against the tiled floor underneath the overhang of the toilet seat, unseen to those who'd typically be looking. He couldn't help but shakily exhale amidst the spanks, and she seemed to have timed her punishment perfectly. Of course, she had no idea that he had just orgasmed, but she soon stopped after he came, realising he had stopped whimpering and was instead dutifully quiet. When he had done so, she removed her hand, and he slowly began to stand up, wobbling on his feet. Part of that was because of the stinging numbness, and the other was something she was currently unaware of. Thankfully, his dick had softened considerably since his orgasm, leaving it to look fairly normal.

"Now get in." She demanded, and he wordlessly obliged, knowing better than to argue. He hung his head as he stepped into the hot water and sunk himself down, and she dutifully took to washing him. Using a sponge, she soaked his fur before rubbing the urine from his fur with her hand and a bit of shampoo. She made sure he was fully lathered. She ran her hands over his fur, being meticulously thorough whilst he sat and sulked.

After she was clean, and rinsed him off and ordered him out of the bath before he had any time to argue, and he sourly obliged, stepped out. A chill wind blew across his fur simply from the transition from a hot bath to a cool room, and he shivered briefly as she wrapped the towel around him. She quickly fluffed his fur with the towel and dried off his hair whilst he stepped into his underwear, tugging it up to hide his package, finally. He wasn't that embarrassed around his mum, but it was worse when it was around others.

"There, all done. That wasn't so bad, was it?" She glared down at him, placing to towel over his shoulders to keep him warm as she planted a kiss on his forehead. "Go down and get dinner."

He nodded and walked past her out of the bathroom as she pulled the plug on the tub, draining the water. He headed downstairs and into the kitchen, where his happy meal sat laid out on a meat, steaming gently. It must have been recently re-heated, and he was thankfully. He chewed on a chicken nugget before taking it through to the living room.

As he suspected, Darren, as well as Harley and her friends, were all sitting on the couch watching the TV. As he stepped into the room, his mother appeared just behind him, smiling briefly.

"Yvonne, make room so Wolfy can sit. You guys have already eaten." She asked, and the girls obliged, shuffling out of their seats to sit on the floor a bit closer to the TV. Wolfy glanced up at his mother and shuffled across the room to his seat, sitting cross-legged on the sofa as he chewed on his food, thankful for something to eat. He was rather hungry. His drink wasn't too flat yet either, which was good.

They sat there for an hour or more before Jessica finally turned off the television and told them to go and get ready for bed. At first, Darren was a little sceptical, asking where he was going to sleep. That solution was quickly resolved when Jessica pointed out she had a spare sleeping bag that he could use to sleep in Wolfy's room. The hybrid boy was happy enough to oblige, though he'd make sure to be on his guard: he still didn't know what Darren was up to, and he didn't care to find out.

With that, they adjourned to their beds. Harley and her friends all made their way to her room and began to their late-night whispering without a care in the world, whilst Wolfy spent a few minutes clearing a suitable space on his floor, kicking dirty clothes to the side and tossing toys into a corner to keep the place tidy. With sufficient space left on the floor, Jessica handed over the sleeping bag, on the promise that Wolfy would tidy up at the weekend. Darren draped out the bed and clambered into it.

The lights turned off, and they laid in silence. Wolfy couldn't quite see the Hyena from here, but he knew he was down there in his sleeping bag. He could, at least, hear his breathing, slow and gentle.

"Hey...Wolfy?" Darren said after a moment in the dark, and there was an eerie silence in response for a moment.

"Hm?" Wolfy finally answered, turning his head slightly.

"...Sorry you pissed yourself." Darren muttered, and there was yet another silence.

"...Thanks." Wolfy muttered in response, turning onto his side, feeling shame bubbling away in his stomach. After a moment, he closed his eyes, and he heard Darren's slow breathing as well. Satisfied the Hyena was asleep, he closed his eyes, and soon drifted off to sleep as well.

He had a dream. He was standing on top of a building dressed in a superhero costume. It was innocent enough to begin with: he flew around and saved civilians and beat up bad guys. But it got progressively worse. He faced his 'arch-nemesis', Embarrassment Man, who shot a beam onto his body. In his dream, Wolfy looked down at himself to find himself wearing a thong, and nothing else. He had a throbbing erection that was painfully visible. When he looked up, he saw everyone he'd ever known laughing at him, pointing fingers and laughing with one-another at how embarrassing he looked. Whenever he tried to cover himself, his arms flung out to reveal himself again, making the situation worse. He looked up at his masked nemesis and watched him take off his mask. He was met with Darren's face and that same, twinkling gleam in his eye he'd always seen.

Wolfy awoke mildly sweaty and a little uncomfortable. He slowly sat up and rubbed his eyes, realising it was rather dimly-lit outside. It must be early. He turned his head to see Darren still sleeping in the sleeping bag, and his eyes flicked to the clock. It was only 7am. That was good enough for him. Slowly, he slipped out of bed, knowing no-one would be awake, and tip-toed towards the door, tripping on a toy along the way. He recovered and stepped out of the room, sneaking across the hall and heading downstairs.

He usually pulled this off once a week, at the very least. At the weekend, he would get up much earlier than he needed to be and make his way downstairs for a couple of hours of video games before anyone else woke up. He was always careful to be quiet, and his mother never seemed to mind, so long as he didn't wake anyone up and it didn't interfere with his school work. Satisfied that he was essentially 'given permission', it had become a ritual almost every Saturday or Sunday.

He poked his head into the living room and grinned, thankful that no-one else was awake. With that, he scooted onto the floor and crawled along the boot up the Wii U, whilst turning on the TV and turning down the volume significantly. He relaxed a little, now that he was on his own, and laid on his front with the controller in his hand, propped up on his elbows.

The game was a lot more fun when he was winning without the enemy putting up much of a fight. Sure, it was fun to play with Darren, but Wolfy was definitely a fan of winning over losing. He scooted closer and closer to the TV as he played, eyes wide and bright. He still had a confusing erection from the dream he'd had, but he couldn't even remember what the dream was about. Still, the slow grinding against the carpet felt nice, and he let out a small groan as his cock slid around in his underwear, sliding firmly against the carpet.

His movements in the game became erratic as his hips slowly worked into a steady rhythm, his hips sliding back and and forth against the carpet. Each thrust forwards sent spikes of pleasure up his spine that made his entire body tingle, and he couldn't help but begin to whimper and pant, breathing heavier and heavier. The feeling was incredible, and having the liberty or not being watched was great too.

He couldn't keep up the humping for long, especially when the pleasure began to heighten and heighten. His cock was still housed within his underwear, but that didn't matter to him. He closed his eyes and gently jutted his hips forward in utter ecstasy, a shaky sigh escaping his lips. With that, he did a few more desperate, fast humps, and it was enough to send him over the edge. Sticky strings of cum spurted into the inside of his underwear, stickying him up and leaving him a little messy in his underwear, but at least no-one would notice. With his orgasm fading, he relaxed, closing his eyes and smiling to himself.

"Having fun?"

Wolfy wheeled around, rolling onto his back and staring at whoever had spoke. He met eye to eye with Darren, who was leaning against the door-frame leading into the living room, dressed in his own pyjamas. A small smirk played upon his lips at Wolfy's shocked expression, before he saw the colour rise to the boy's cheeks.

"How much did you...?" Wolfy spluttered out as Darren stepped across the room.

"I saw enough. At least I didn't miss the money shot." He mused, getting onto his knees beside the boy with a cheeky grin. He leant forwards onto his palms as he looked down at the boy, who had a complete look of shock and bewilderment on his face.

"Y-You're not going to tell my Mum, are you?" He asked quietly, and Darren lidded his eyes over. He reached over with a hand, stroking the boy's hip, before he gripped hard and rolled Wolfy over onto his front.

"Maybe. Maybe not." Darren said to him, being deliberately vague. Wolfy tried to crane his neck back and watched as Darren suddenly clambered over him, straddling the boy's back. He could feel Darren's body pressing down against him, the clothed chest sliding against his bare back.

"...You like boys, don't you Wolfy?" Darren asked quietly, and Wolfy spluttered again, feeling a mixture of embarrassment and arousal. The feeling of Darren's hands over his sides was alluring, and it made him tremble. He couldn't even reply.

"I saw you at the beach. You were practically shaking when I touched you, and...you came on my butt, as well." Darren mused, and Wolfy's eyes widened. He was unawares that Darren had known all this time. No wonder he was acting so strange!

Wolfy froze when he felt the fingers tucking into the waistband of his underwear, sliding it slowly down his rump until his ass was exposed. His hands were firmly on his controller, feeling his heartbeat quicken as Darren pressed down against him. He could feel something: something hard and stiff pressing down against his rump. He knew exactly what it was.

"Why don't I return the favour?" Darren suggested in a voice clearly beyond his years, and Wolfy quivered underneath him. He imagined that Darren must have already gone through puberty, but he felt so strong, so mature, that it was hard to say no. His breath quickened as he felt Darren move off of him, and the clothed heat of Darren's cock was soon replaced by the real thing. The Hyena boy had tucked his pyjamas under his balls, allowing his twitching, humanoid cock to slide between Wolfy's tense buns.

"You want this, don't you? I can feel your heartbeat." Darren muttered, sliding his hips back and forth just a moment as he let out a small groan, his legs wobbling. Wolfy's eyes widened when he realised exactly what was happening here. Darren was, in essence, almost exactly like him: he was a virgin, inexperience, but he had a lot more confidence compared to the Hybrid boy, to the point where he was willing to dominate someone his age. Breathlessly, Wolfy nodded to Darren's question, and he heard the Hyena chuckle.

Slowly, Darren leant up, leaning his head down to stare at his twitching dick. He slowly jerked himself with a hand as he rolled his tongue around his mouth, before he pooled the spit up. He spat down onto his dick, sliding the substance around his dick to lube it up. With that, he rolled his hips back and aimed his cock down, placing a hand on Wolfy's ass to spread it for a moment, admiring the hole hidden between those cheeks. Wolfy was alarmingly tense, and for good reason.

"Relax." Darren demanded as he pushed his cock down, letting the head of his 11-year-old cock smear against the tight pucker, sliding about before he finally pushed. He slowly bent his head down and let out a shaky breath as his cock plunged down, pressing deeper and deeper into Wolfy's ass.

Wolfy felt a twinge of pain, but it wasn't as bad as he was expecting. Even still, his muscles clamped like a vice and squeeze with all the effort in the world, to the point were even Darren was trembling from the force squeezing his dick, coupled with the pleasure. The young boy groaned and nestled down against the boy, slowly sliding his hips down as his back arched.

"Oh my...you're desperate for this, aren't you? I can feel you s-squeezing so much." Darren stammered for a moment, breathless, overwhelmed by pleasure. Wolfy let out a little whimper as Darren's hand slid around his neck, tilting his head aside as the Hyena's mouth kissed along the canine's mouth. He'd been watching too many romance movies. Still, regardless, he seemed somewhat experienced as his hips began to slide back and push down, beginning on a slow rhythm.

They didn't need to thrust or hump for very long, nor very hard. The slow gyrations were enough to send sparks of pleasure throughout both their bodies, leaving the two boys breathless and squirming. The pair of them whimpered in their own way, with Darren letting out the occasionally dominating growl, his mouth kissing along Wolfy's neck and nipping his ear, ever so often. The hybrid was quick to submit to him, his tail idly wagging left and right, panting harshly.

"Yeah, that's it, that's...h-hnn.." Darren couldn't keep up the facade of a dominate lover much more as he falt his pleasure building up. He arched his back even more, propping himself up by his palms as he sped up, even for a moment, his hips sliding back and forth as his cock pumped in and out of the virgin hole. His cock throbbed powerfully before he suddenly orgasmed, his toes curling and his legs wobbling as he shot a few dribbles of semen into the boy's behind. A hot, shaky exhale escaped his mouth, following by a gentle groan. Wolfy sighed in unison, met with a sweet, sickening warmth that spread throughout his body.

Darren collapsed atop the boy as the two of them panted to one-another, overwhelmed by pleasure and other sensations. They hadn't expected such a strange feeling the overcome either of them, yet here it was. The two of them had lost their virginity to one-another, and they barely even knew each other. Wolfy felt a pang of something, but he wouldn't quite place what that feeling was. Slowly, Darren slid off of him, rolling onto his back, breathing heavily. He turned his head in Wolfy's direction, blinking over at him.

Before the two of them could say anymore, they heard the patter of footsteps coming downstairs. Wolfy quickly tugged up his pants and moved onto he couch as Darren did the same. They relaxed themselves against the sofa and tried their best to look casual as Harley appeared in the doorway, taking one look at them and then at the TV, before pulling a face. She turned and headed back up the stairs. Wolfy knew why: She had been trying to copy his antics as of late. The two boys exchanged a brief glance, before Wolfy cleared his throat and went about his game, eventually handing Darren a controller.

The two played games up until everyone else was awake. Then 10am rolled on by, the doorbell rang and Jessica answered the door whilst the others were in the middle of breakfast, chewing on eggs and bacon. It appeared to be the other children's parents to come and collect them, for their own various reasons: Bethany had to go visit their grandmother, whilst Darren and Yvonne had to go to their own individual off-peak practice lessons. For Yvonne, it was for the violin. For Darren, it was the guitar. With that, the kids went upstairs to get dressed.

Wolfy and Harley lingered by the front door after they got changed to wish the children goodbye, knowing they would be gone for the rest of the day. Darren stepped out the steps after the girls and Harley spoke to her friends, before they waved their farewell. Darren paused when he passed Wolfy and backtracked, glancing over to the hybrid, who awkwardly smiled at him in response. He hadn't mentioned a word of what they'd done this morning. He hadn't dared.

Slowly, Darren leant forwards and his lips brushed against Wolfy's own. The two exchanged a kiss: something sweetly passionate, filled with a million promises, lingering just enough for the two of them to want more. Darren parted his lips as his hand gently brushed against Wolfy's own, even if only for a split second. He drew his head back and winked at the hybrid with that same gleam in his eye, before he stepped forwards the door, sliding past his parents and heading off down the path to the car.

The adults, and Harley, looked stunned. Their mouths agape, they all exchanged a look from one-another, before they all centred on Wolfy. The young boy shrugged and sported a goofy grin.

Did he just get a boyfriend?