FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

Unlike the other stories in this series this can be read out of order because I do re-introduce my characters.

Shane yawned as he waited outside of his house. It was a hair after dawn, the chilly air made him shiver as a slight breeze ruffled his sleek black fur. He had to rise at 5am to wait for the bus.

It had been over a year since "the change" scientists were still trying to figure out how exactly it happened but all we know for sure is that a third of the worlds population is now anthropomorphic, and the different animals seem to fit their personalities. The shoe industry took a hit, as did the shirt industry. Most species have feet that do not require shoes. They also had various thicknesses of fur which made shirts rather unimportant for everyday wear by the guys at least.

Shane was a black panther, whatever that meant. He had just turned 18 and was going into his senior year of high school in a few weeks. But first; Fur camp. These sprang up all over the country and parents rushed to sign their kids up to help them accept their new forms. Weather or not it was necessary, and weather or not they might be a bit too old for a summer camp Shane and his friends were made to go.

Shane felt the distant rumble of the school bus through the pads of his footpaws. He stretched and yawned curling his tongue in a catlike fashion. The school bus stopped in front of him and he tried to hoist the large duffel bag sitting next to him onto his shoulder. He winced as he felt a twinge in his lower back. It was probably from his "Goodbye sex" with his girlfriend the night before. Not to be confused with the "I'm going to miss you" sex the night before. He was the only fur he knew who was dating a human.

He strained against the strap and decided it would be better to drag it up. It was filled with everything his mother thought he might need, which was obviously far too much. He shoved it by the front of the bus on a pile of other bags and headed toward the back.

He sat down next to a large bear with thick brown fur.

"Hey wezz." Shane said.

"Murphmm." Wezz mumbled.

Wezz was leaning against the window with his eyes closed slumping in the vinyl seat. Wezz is a large brown bear with shaggy fur. His powerful build was preserved in the change, he thought it fitting for a wrestler to become a bear. The door swung shut and the bus began to move forward. The ride was quiet aside form the noise of the engine and the road. Everyone was tired; it was about 6 am after all and in the middle of the summer who was up that early?

The brown vinyl and the smell of cleaner was familiar on the bus but the smell of old canvas and waterproofing spray that comes with camping gear was emanating form the pile of bags near the front.

Cori the pure white arctic fox was sitting at the front of the bus making small talk with the driver. She was tall and beautiful. Her fur was always perfectly clean and tended to her tail was fluffy and her butt was as shapely as it could possibly be. When she looked at someone you always got the feeling she was sizing them up or trying to seduce them with her eyes; both of which were probably accurate.

Shane sat back and stared at the ceiling. His gaze drifted to his right and he noticed two of his friends. Jay the skinny lion was sleeping and so was his girlfriend Laurie who was sitting in his lap. She was a small gray mouse, people used to tease her about her height before, but now it was pretty bad.

The bus made a turn for the highway and began to jostle with each seam in the concrete. Some people were beginning to stir more now that it was tougher to sleep. Shane felt especially juvenile; this was bringing back strong memories of the last time he went to summer camp. That was about 5 years ago.

The bus hit a rather large pothole and Laurie got launched into the air and landed painfully back on Jay's lap. He winced as his hands rushed to hold his crotch. "Ask her to kiss her to kiss it and make it better!" someone shouted. Jay shot a dirty look down the isle of the bus not knowing who said it.

After about an hour of driving they turned off of the highway onto a little well worn road. Shane opened a window and the smell of old camping gear was replaced with the strong scent of rain and leaves. After about a mile the road turned to gravel and the forest closed in around them dimming the bright summer sun. They rounded a corner and came upon the camp itself.

It was larger than Shane expected. There were a couple of very big cabins near the center of the lot. The bus pulled up behind another yellow bus. Shane surveyed the scene from the window; there was a crowd of furs of all types milling about forming their groups. He saw furs of types he hadn't even seen at his high school. People began to get off of the bus and hauling their bags down the stairs onto the gravel. The sound of talking was mixed with the sound of chirping birds and the wind through the trees.

"East Alder!" was herd over the low din of the crowd. Wezz and Shane perked up and they went toward the voice hauling their bags. They saw a tiger holding a clip board with a sign that said EAST ALDER around his neck. He was of average build and couldn't be much older than Shane and Wezz. They were however some of the older people in attendance. Shane estimated the average age to be around 15 or 16.

"Hey I'm Mark, I'm gona' be your cabin leader." he said with a grin as more people collected around him. He consulted his clip board and then said over the din of voices. "Hey...HEY...ok all of you follow me." He led the group of about 20 furs down an unassuming but well trafficked path leading away from the parking lot and large lodges. Just as they were out of eye shot of the main gathering area they saw a clearing with an oblong building in the center of it. The building was of simple construction and looked weathered.

Mark stopped in front of the building and began dividing up the group. Shane looked around; the forest seemed to be pretty thick. There were a couple of trails that went off into the distance; he also noted that this oblong cabin actually had three doors.

Mark finished herding them into three separate groups. "Okay you all in the first one, you in the far one and you all come with me." Mark said. Wezz, Shane and Jay followed Mark into the cabin.

"Drop your stuff, we are going to do a 'get to know you' activity." he said with added air quotes. The cabin was old and smelled of aging wood. It was dusty but clean enough, there was one small bathroom in the back and four bunk beds in the main space there wasn't room for much more.

They sat on the floor in a circle and Mark started. "Okay, you gotta say your name, your species...we gotta be all politically correct and your age lets start with that. I'm Mark I am 19 years old and I am a tiger." There was muffled laughter as he stated the obvious and Mark pointed to the next one in the circle.

"Okay, I'm Adam, I am 17 and I am.....seriously?...ok I am a fox." Adam said; voice dripping with sarcasm. He was a plain orange fox with his fur fading to black on his forearms and shins. He had black spots on the tops of his ears and the tip of his nose. He was strikingly skinny to the point of being unhealthy. His bushy tail was bigger around than his waist. He was also the tallest in the group Shane was convinced he was pushing seven feet tall.

"Um, I'm Jay I am 18 and I'm a lion." He is a tawny lion with a slight build and a mane that looked almost too big for him.

"Ok, I'm Wesley but call me Wezz, I am 18 and I'm a bear.....a brown one." he finished with a raised eyebrow as the group rolled their eyes. He was broadly built with shaggy brown fur that hid his muscles.

"Alright, okay um, I'm Jordan and all this PC stuff is actually worth it because I am a Hare NOT a rabbit, oh and I'm 15." He was the smallest of the group. He had a sleek coat of deep brown fur and long floppy ears that he kept pushing back out of his face.

"I'm Shane, I'm 18 and I'm a panther." He is a panther of average height and slight build his fur is jet black and glistens in the sunlight. His tail is long enough to easily touch the floor and it twitches idly loosely corresponding to his current mood.

"Okay that's great you go ahead and fight over bunks or something while I go get acquainted with the other cabins I will be back soon." Mark said as he sprang up and trotted out of the door.

Shane, Wezz and Jordan all moved to bottom bunks, the fourth bottom bunk had Mark's bag on it already and no one was going to move it. Adam and jay ended up with top bunks. Adam climbed the bunk that Shane was sitting on and it creaked under the strain of the lightest member of the group. Adam lay down on the bed and his legs hung far over the edge. "Well Shit." he said angrily. "This is gonna go real well."

Adam jumped down and walked into the tiny bathroom. He turned around in the doorway and said quizzically, "there is no...door."

"There is a curtain." Wezz pointed out.

Adam went inside and shut the curtain, but not before sighing and rolling his eyes. A few minutes later Mark poked his head in the door and motioned for them to come out. All three groups had assembled outside.

Mark led them down one of the several paths waving them forward as he went like he was directing an aircraft. They walked down the path and made several twists and turns. "I'm gona give you guys a quick and dirty tour of this side of the camp so you can see what's what." The first thing they came to was a couple hundred feet away from their cabins; It was a big platform raised about four feet off of the ground with tall shower heads arching out over it. This gave it an ominous look. "This is where you all will shower when it comes time; yes it is open air so get used to the idea and yes it looks weird, we call it the gallows. Please don't complain about having to shower I am not your mother."

They walked a bit farther down the earthen path ducking the odd branch here and there. They came upon a very new looking building. It was about the size of one of the big halls by the entrance. It had a road leading up to it that wound off into the distance. It had fresh un-weathered wood siding and had great big glass windows and sliding doors. "This is the cabin we usually put teachers in when schools come here, its pretty sweet its got a bowling alley in the basement and a sauna out back its like a resort. That being said I don't think we will be using this while you are here... sadly."

Only moments down the next path Shane herd the sound of rushing water. A bit later they came upon the river that ran through the camp. "This is the Crystal Stream it runs through the camp If this weather holds we will get to make use of it a lot that should be fun!" The water was...well crystal clear and the river was about 20 feet across but it was plenty deep enough for a swim.

Mark picked up the pace and trotted up to another building that looked weathered and old. "This is one of the lodges that is around we might meet here for some activity sometime." Mark said and abruptly turned and continued down the path. "Why you hurryin?" someone called out.

"Lunch!" Mark called out over his shoulder as he trotted down the path. They emerged from the shade of the forest canopy and blinked in the light. They headed toward the largest of the lodges in the now empty parking lot. There were crowds coming from several directions heading to the same place; the lodge had a big banner on it that was flapping in the wind. It read "Dare to be fuzzy!"

As they got closer a female group passed by them and they stopped for a moment as they passed and stared. Mark shook his head and started walking again. Wezz needed a sharp jab from Shane to being his attention back to reality. He had his eyes set on a tall Grey fox who apparently was the leader of that group.

They walked into the hall which was so large that it echoed; it had a big vaulted ceiling that amplified the sound of the crowd. They lined up for the buffet which took too long for the carnivores in the line. The smell of grilling beef had them lifting their noses into the air sniffing with anticipation. They sat at a picnic table as one big group, they weren't allowed to sit with other groups...no mater how much Laurie pouted at Jay when he passed by.

The herbivores had plates piled high with stacks of greens. The others sniffed at this and dug into their plates full of various grilled meats. Wezz had been worried about the food, but this meal satisfied his worry...and his apatite. After their meal they were directed outside.

The entire camp was gathered outside as the camp director stood up on a big wooden box and hoisted a megaphone. He began to speak into it but it only seemed to want to make clicking noises. After a few attempts he threw it away and cupped his hands around his mouth. "My name is Andrew I am the camp director. I want to welcome you to fur camp's first ever meeting!" There was a delayed cheer from the crowd obviously started by the group leaders.

Andrew looked a bit too young to be a camp director, he was a golden Labrador with long glowing fur he couldn't be older than his mid twenties. "You all will now be given clip boards and sent out to gather stamps from the stations around camp. Here are compasses; this is a test in orienteering. Our camp leaders will be patrolling so no funny business. The winner will get 2 nights in the executive cabin so try hard and your cabin-mates will love you if you win...not that they don't love you already...Ok Go! Get moving! Meet back here before it gets dark!"

They did not move out quite so quickly, most stood looking at their compasses and maps scratching their heads. Jay and Laurie scurried off down a path hand in hand. Most of the camp directors seemed to notice but none seemed to care. Wezz and Shane debated over some directions before they meandered over to a trailhead and started looking for these "stations."

As the sun began to dip closer and closer to the horizon Shane and Wezz knew they would not be in the running for a victory having only found 4 of the 40 stations on the list. They headed back toward the meeting place and waited for people to return. Jay and Laurie returned looking like they had just robbed a bank. They both looked guilty as sin; grinning ear to ear. Laurie leaned over to Shane and Wezz, "We were caught...Some leader caught us by the river. We didn't get in too much trouble but that is all kinds of awkward." Shane stifled a laugh at his friends' plight.

Mark emerged from a trail head picking something off of his chest. As he got closer he could be seen removing white hairs from of his orange and black striped coat. They gave each other a silent look. He walked closer to them and a smear of red lipstick became apparent on his cheek. Laurie motioned to Mark indicating the lipstick. He wiped it away and went back to picking at his coat.

As dusk Andrew went around a lit some tiki torches that had been set into the ground. The "campers" put their clip boards in a big box. The counselors all went up and searched through them to find the winner. After only a couple minutes Mark handed a piece of paper to Andrew and he stood up. Andrew stood on top of his box again and toyed with his broken megaphone for a moment before calling out to the crowd without it. "Having collected all but one of the things on the list, I announce Cori as the winner of today's scavenger hunt!"

Cori stood up in front and took a bow with a mischievous smile stuck on her face. Mark looked suspiciously off into the distance as he kicked some gravel around with his foot paw. Shane knew how she won...

They went back to their respective cabins for the night. They stood in front of their bunks awkwardly looking at each other. Shane got into bed with his shorts on and slid them off under the sheets. Everyone else followed. Mark was busy making sure that the other rooms were tended to. When he came back in he didn't bother to hide anything and changed regularly.

Shane lay there listening to the breathing of the others in the room. His mind wandered to what must have happened between Mark and Cori. It seemed that she knew exactly how to make anyone melt and give in to what she wanted. Mark must have done something pretty intense to her because of all the white fur that was on his coat. You don't get that much hair on you from a hand job or something. Before he knew it, Shane was hard. He surveyed the room in the moonlight drifting in from the windows. His eyesight was actually okay in dim light. His sniffed the air, it was a musty smell of old canvas and aging wood mixed with that of the mild sweat from their adventures earlier. He saw that everyone looked asleep. He listened closely to hear if anyone was moving. Just as Shane thought the coast was clear he herd some shuffling the bunk above him. Adam was still awake. Shane silently cursed him for being awake; he really needed to get off.

Adam was moving about quite a lot up there. Then it stopped for a moment. Shane listened intently as the movement became distinctly rhythmic. Shane had to stifle a chuckle, Adam had been in the same mindset as he had but he apparently was quicker on the draw. Shane looked at Adams foot paws that extended a good foot over the edge of the top bunk. They seemed not to move much, but after a minute they began to twitch a little. The movement became faster and faster and Shane saw the toes curl and shake. He herd a faint sigh from above him. Shane was very excited by what he saw and was still stifling laughter.

Shane herd nothing for a minute or two and then he herd a flop from just behind his head. Shane quietly rolled over to see what it was. On top of Adam's bag was a pair of boxers that weren't there moments before. Shane waited for a minute before slowly reaching out and pulling them to him to inspect them. They were very damp obviously wet with cum. Shane smelled them; it was much like his own...but with a musky difference that he couldn't quite put his finger on.

At this point Shane risked going blue as he had been rock hard for a good long time without any relief. He slipped off his boxers silently and gripped his member under the sheets. He placed his boxers under his cock to catch his cum. His first grasp of his member sent a shot of warmth through his loins. He was very sensitive. It took less than a minute of furious faping for Shane's whiskers to begin their signature twitching. He took Adams wet boxers and held them to his nose inhaling the scent. He bared his teeth and held in a grunt as he came over the edge and wet his boxers with his panther cum. He took a couple of deep breaths and folded up his boxers up and stuffed them deep into his bag. He replaced Adam's boxers where they landed and rolled over to sleep. Now he was really spent.

They awoke the next morning to orchestral trumpet music being played loudly over the PA system that they were only now aware existed. Mark was the first out of bed. He dressed quickly and went to the other cabins nearby to make sure they were getting up. When he came back Wezz was the only one out of bed. Mark went around and nudged people out of bed threatening to pour water on them if they weren't up soon. Shane sat up and yawned stretching his arms in the air. Adam jumped down from the top bunk and fell to the floor. "Oww crap." he sat and massaged his calves which had red lines in them from the edge of the top bunk.

Minutes later everyone was walking down the earthen path toward the main camp buildings. The walk was mostly silent as most were rubbing the sleep out of their eyes. The smell of cooking met their nostrils. Suddenly they were much more alert and unconsciously picked up their pace. The smell of sausage and bacon cooking had all of the carnivores licking their lips and eagerly looking toward the buffet. The herbivores were eying the large plates of fruit that had been set out. Apparently the camp managers knew how to please their stomachs.

After their meal the loud mess hall begins to empty each group going their separate ways. As they exit the din of the building Mark calls over his shoulder. "In a little bit we are going to take a hike to the top of that hill." He points to the crest of a hill that looks a few miles away but not that steep. Some grumbles from the small crowd about the long walk died down as they entered the forest proper. The paths are full of shade and much cooler than the open spaces they were in before.

As they reached the crest of the hill the forest thinned and the sunlight peaked through the foliage until they came to a clearing at the very top of the hill. They waited up there for a while enjoying the view of the surrounding countryside. After only a few minutes it people were ready to go back down the hill.

The journey down the hill was uneventful and the whole journey was so long that it was time for lunch when they arrived back. Sandwiches were delivered to their cabin area and they dug in. They lacked a place to sit and ended up on the bare earth in the sun. None of them seemed to mind as they were just glad to be sitting at all.

After the meal they were roused again to walk. "Every time people come to this camp they leave something better than they found it....or so I am told." Mark said to the group on their walk back to the main camp area. "So we are going to build some benches and a fire pit by our cabins. They each carried back some wood or a hand tool and had some simple benches hammered together in no time. They dug a pit and surrounded with stones from the river and lit their scrap lumber on fire inside of their pit.

The sawing and hammering has left many of them with sawdust in their fur. And everyone knows how much sawdust in the fur sucks. "Showers then diner than we get to swim in the river!" This seemed to lift everyone's spirits.

With towels slung over their shoulders they trotted down the path toward "the gallows" Just as they came into eye shot of it they saw a group of girls leaving it. They walked by them wrapped in towels. Cori was amongst them and ran her fingers over Mark's chest as she passed.

As they stopped in front of the raised wooden platform with shower heads over them the group turned to stare at Mark. There was a pause..."What?" he said innocently. There was another pause when the whole group was faced with the prospect of striping down in front of a group of 20ish people.

Mark went around the back of the platform and turned on the water, all of the shower heads turned on at the same time. The water runs off of the wood platform and runs down hill through a tiny ditch toward the stream.

Mark walked back around the front of the showers again to see that none of the campers had moved. "Oh come on, how old are you all?" he said as he dropped his shorts and steeped up the wood steps in the buff. The group followed his example and finally lost their clothing.

They all got up on the structure and began to scrub themselves. They tossed around a jumbo sized bottle of shampoo which for them has now replaced soap entirely. It seemed that the younger the person the more shy they were about this situation.

The sound of ruining water surging through the old pipes drowned out the approach of one particular person. Cori walked down the path coming back the way she came. She was totally naked. Mark turned around to see the approaching arctic fox. Her hips swayed slightly and her tail ruffled in the breeze. Slowly the others turned around and stared eyes fixed on her.

She climbed up onto the platform and stepped under a shower head drenching herself in the warm water. She walked past several stunned campers and came to Mark. "your....not supposed...t..." Mark stammered. He was cut off when Cori reached around behind his head and pulled their lips together and locked him in a long kiss. She stepped close to him and pushed her body up against his.

"In-front of?" Mark began and he was cut off again as she lovingly grasped his crotch and whispered into his ear, "You talk too much." The group of campers had slowly edged into a rough circle around Cori and Mark completely ignoring their showers. Some still had lather in their fur that they had forgotten.

She massaged his cat member and fondled his fuzzy balls. The sensation made him go weak at the knees and Cori got down on all fours in front of him. Cori winked at Shane as Mark stared at her rump. Water cascaded down her butt and over her legs. Mark paused for a moment before he positioned himself behind her. He mumbled something about his lack of restraint and pushed his cock into her nether. This was the first good look Shane got as Mark's member. It was not much longer than his but it was much thicker; much much thicker.

Cori's reaction was instant. She arched her back and let out a moan after the first single thrust. Mark put both paws on her rump and pulled her into him. Mark started slow pushing himself all the way in with each thrust. He increased his pace and she started pushing her rump back into him in rhythm with his thrusts. The sound of the two bodies coming together sounded different with the water running over them.

Shane had herd Cori's moans before; they were sounds that could make your loins shudder. These noises weren't like those; they were more visceral. Mark let go of her rump and grabbed her tail with both paws. He used it to pull her onto his shaft faster. Cori's eyes snapped wide open with shock and she opened her muzzle and let out a perpetual rhythmic moan.

She dropped from her hands and knees to rest on her forearms with her butt still raised in the air. The crowd stared mostly in awe at the shocking events unfolding in front of them. The younger ones however looked more excited than stunned. The almost cheesy grin that was plastered on Mark's face was morphing into a grimace of extreme effort.

Cori cried out with a start, "Oh!...god!...HM!....YES!" She arched her back and pushed back into Mark. He bared his teeth and began to growl in rhythm with his thrusts. Cori collapsed completely laying flat on her stomach. Mark followed her down and let go of her tail to hold himself up as he continued to pound into her. Cori began to mumble incoherently and yet out a sudden yip! As her legs twitched and jerked on the ground.

Mark let out a fierce growl and made a final thrust into her rump which slid her forward over the boards. He grimaced and growled as he sprayed deep into her. After a few deep breaths he collapsed beside her; his member still hard pointing directly up in the air. She rolled over and let the water wash over her breasts. Their chests heaved in unison and Mark's tongue hanged out of the corner of his jaw. The spray of water from the shower slowly washed away the slow stream of spunk from his cock and the rather generous stream that was coming from Cori's loins.

After a minute or so someone yelled out Yeah! This prompted applause and whistles from the group. Cori grasped for Mark's Tail and held onto the end. "Got... a tiger by the tail." She said breathlessly.

"Better not let go or I'll get you." he mumbled. Cori slowly stood up and grabbed the bottle of shampoo from Wezz's hand and lathered herself up. The others broke the circle and went back to their showers but didn't clean themselves; instead they just watched Cori wash herself. Cum is difficult to get out of fur so it took quite a bit of work on her part to remove it all.

Once she was finished she turned to look at Mark. He was still lying right where he collapsed earlier tongue hanging from his mouth and his member now lay limp across his thigh. She nudged him with her foot and he stirred to his feet. "Think they enjoyed the show?" she asked coyly.

"Not as much as me." Mark replied as he began to rinse off his crotch in the water.

"Hmm, true." she said putting her finger to her mouth as if deeply pondering something. "Who here is the lightest?" she asked the group. Jordan was practically vibrating with excitement. Adam appeared to be looking for a quick escape as Wezz shoved him forward. Jordan and Adam stood in front of Cori. Mark walked up and lifted them by the waist in turn. He held up Adams arm in victory as if he had just won a boxing match. He flinched as Cori approached him.

"What's the mater? Doncha want a bit of a prize? You look like you enjoyed the show." She said as she pointed to his erect canine cock. "Oh...um...here? Like in front of...? umm....I duno its...kinda....weird." he stuttered as he backed away from her. She kept pace with him until he backed into a post that held up one of the shower heads.

She knelt in front of him and in a flash she had his member buried deep in her muzzle. She reached around and cupped his tiny butt in her palms and bobbed her head rhythmically over his member. His protests were abruptly cut short as his face turned into a picture of bliss. His eyes rolled back in his head and he pointed his muzzle directly up in the air.

Cori moved her hands; one to massage his balls and she made a ring with her thumb and forefinger around the base of his cock just behind the knott bulge. The feel of her hand on his cock made Adam bear his teeth and let out a single sigh as his hips bucked forward into her muzzle. Cori's eyes went wide as the spunk hit the back of her throat. She sucked on the tip of his cock and swallowed several times. Once she had it all she licked his member making sure not to miss a drop.

She stood up and gave the slight framed fox a loving hug. "That wasn't so bad was it?" she whispered into his ear. "Ummm, heh...it was good." he mumbled. She affectionately ran a paw across his face before turning around. Her cheery demeanor restored she turned to Mark and leaped into his arms locking him in a deep kiss. She gave Mark's butt a pinch as she trotted off of the shower platform and sauntered dripping off down the path.

They finished washing themselves and dried off after Mark shut off the water. "I...I shouldn't have done that...that was...not um...not good." Mark said to the group. They walked back to the cabin with an electric atmosphere griping the group from what they had just seen.

Once they were back in their cabins Shane spoke up. "Don't worry about that Mark; you aren't the first one to have her get the better of you." Mark shook his head, "Its...been too long since I had a girlfriend...so...still shouldn't have."

"least' you got something." Jordan said indignantly.

"you never been with anyone?" Mark asked quizzically.

Jordan shook his head. Mark looked at each one of them in turn, Shane, Wezz and Jay all nodded. Adam nodded and said, "Well as of today..."

"Never had anything at all...not even porn..." Jordan whined to no one in particular. Mark rummaged through his bag and pulled out a magazine and tossed it at Jordan. "Consider it a consolation prize." Mark said. Jordan eagerly flipped through the pages looking at the beautifully sculpted bodies of the various furs in provocative poses throughout the magazine. He sat on his bed and Adam scurried up behind him to look over his shoulder.

Jordan was so engrossed in the magazine he didn't notice when Mark pulled a bottle out of his bag that read "horse force lube" and he didn't notice when mark spread some on his paw and sat down on the floor facing Jordan as he sat engrossed on his bed. Jordan did notice when Mark pulled away his towel and grasped his bunny cock with his warm lubed paw.

Jordan dropped the magazine and stared down at Mark in shock. Mark looked back up at him with a cheesy toothy grin as he slid his paw up and down over his young member. Jordan began to let out squeaks and twitch his legs. He shut his eyes with a grimace and doubled over curling up just as he came. He only spurted a little but because he hunched over most of it ended up on Jordan's face.

Mark wiped his hand off on Jordan's towel and Jordan used it to wipe the drips off of his face. "Wow...that's better than beatin'..." Jordan said into his towel.

Shane had been aroused from the second he saw Cori saunter down the path towards them at the shower. His erection had not wavered one bit in any of this time. As he saw Jordan getting his first hand job he sat eying the trembling face of Jordan and the unattended bottle of lube on the floor. After a few moments he couldn't stand it and grabbed the bottle and sat on the floor.

He globed a generous amount on his paw and began to fapp seated on the floor. The rush of pleasure from his neglected cock prevented him noticing that Wezz and Adam were both going for the bottle too. Wezz won out and got it first. Soon each and every fur was sitting on the floor in front of his bunk waxing his tool. The only sound that could be herd was the slick sound of lube being mashed over six cocks.

Shane was the first to make any noise. At first it was a low purr but he shifted to his knees and let out a held in breath as he spurted three thick ropes onto the hardwood floor. Adam shifted next to Shane and shot his considerably smaller load right on top of Shane's puddle. Following their example Wezz shuffled over and added his thick contribution with a low growl. Jordan awkwardly ambled over on his knees and added his watery drops of cum to the ever growing puddle.

Jay hissed through his teeth and hurried over to contribute his single rope. Mark dramatically positioned himself by the puddle and growled as he let forth a fountain of white seed. They all wiped their hands on their towels and dressed hurriedly. Wezz turned to see Jordan closely inspecting the puddle and prodding at it with his index finger. It was true that not everyone's looked the same. He bent closer and gave it a sniff. Wezz grinned and gave the light framed hare a little nudge.

Jordan slipped and fell into the wet pool on the floor planting his chest right in the center of it. "Uch!" he exclaimed. Wezz grabbed his stomach as he laughed. The group laughed hard at their friend's misfortune.

Mark grabbed Jordan's towel and moped up the remainder of the cum on the floor. "We are supposed to go swimming in about half an hour, lets just go early so you can get...er...cleaned up." Jordan slipped on some shorts quickly and hurried toward the stream. The rest of the group followed behind him in the trail of strong scent he left as the air whipped through his fur.

He rushed into the water and began furiously scrubbing his chest fur in the flowing water. They could see the floating lines of cum drifting down the stream in the sunlight. The others waded in, the cool water washing the heat of the sun away. They just lay on the bank relaxing after their long day.

Other groups began to arrive and wade into the cool stream. As the sun sank in the sky some leaders came with piles of wood and made a fire on the bank of the river. The sun disappeared but the heat remained. And almost everyone was basking in the river.

Shane was recounting the events of the day watching the others play around in the water. He thought about what he saw Mark do to Cori. It was very strange for her. She loves to be in control that was the only time he ever saw her lose control. I never made my girlfriend cum like that he thought in disappointment. He looked up and down the river. He saw that Wezz and that gray fox girl he was eying earlier were chatting by the fire. He grinned, Wezz needed a girl this was good for him.

Mark sloshed over to Shane and sat next to him. "Cori has invited our whole group to the rec cabin tonight, its too big for just one group anyways so that's pretty sweet."

"Nice" Shane said with his eyes closed.