Rainy Day Blues Chapter 2
Obligatory content warning: This story contains sexual explorations between two CUBS, as well as what may be considered by some to be a scene of INCEST! *horrified gasp!* If any of this disturbs you, STOP READING NOW. By reading on, you waive your right to be offended by my work, because you were WARNED. For those of you who I haven't scared away... enjoy!
Jimmy lay in his bed, staring at the dark ceiling of his room. The pitter patter of raindrops against his bedroom window was the only sound accompanying the small fox as he lay under the thin sheet, reflecting on earlier that day...
It had been just an ordinary play date. They played with Ellie's stuffed animals, Jimmy lost a few video games to the extraordinary gamer vixen, ate snacks - the usual routine. Well, except for the part where Jimmy put on some of his best friend's clothes... and kept them on, right up until he left.
The little fox lifted his sheets and took a peek down at his sleep shorts. He glanced towards the door, and listened for a moment for any sign of his mother. Once sure that the coast was clear, he lifted up the sleep shorts and peered underneath, where he was wearing, not the usual briefs... but a pair of pink panties he'd borrowed from Ellie. It felt so wrong to be wearing girl's underwear, and yet they were so comfortable! Sure, it had felt odd earlier, wearing the panties and the skirt... but he'd actually ENJOYED it! And Ellie certainly wasn't complaining.
Jimmy gave another quick glance towards the door, then slowly slid his shorts down to his ankles, revealing the panties fully. He kicked his footpaws, sending the shorts sliding to the edge of the bed. A paw soon found itself on the panties, and the little fox murred softly as his paw glided along the cotton panties, feeling how they so delicately clung to his hips and outlined his underdeveloped package.
As the little fox's paws danced over his nether region, he started to feel tingly. He reached an inquisitive paw into the panties and fondled his sheath. The little kit thought back to his bath earlier, recalled the feel of his friend's paw against his flesh. Just thinking about it got Jimmy's willy to slide out and stand at attention. He wrapped his own paw around his warm flesh, and imagined it was Ellie's...
Creak! The little fox nearly jumped out of his skin as he heard the stairs creaking, a clear sign of someone walking upstairs. He hastily withdrew his paw, and looked frantically about for his shorts. As the sound of pawpads against the hard wood floor got closer, Jimmy abandoned his search and feigned sleep, hoping that his mother wouldn't catch him still awake past bedtime.
Slowly, the thin crack of light entering the room from the hall expanded, and a large vulpine head poked in past the door. Jimmy opened his eyes just a crack to get a look at the figure. To his horror, it entered and walked towards his bed! 'Oh, no, Mommy's gonna know I'm not asleep!' he thought to himself, fighting back the urge to whimper.
The bed sagged a bit as the figure sat down on the edge, and a paw gently stroked the little boy. "He looks so sweet," the figure whispered softly. Instantly, the little fox's eyes popped open, and the outline of his father came in to view.
"Daddy!" Jimmy said in a hoarse whisper, not wanting to make too much noise in case his mother heard. He threw his arms around his father, who chuckled softly and returned the hug.
"Aww. I'm happy to see you, too, little guy," Jimmy's father said, and kissed his son's forehead. "I hope I didn't wake you."
Jimmy shook his head and grinned, and whispered, "I wasn't asleep yet."
The big fox smiled. "Good. Your mother would have a fit if I'd woken you."
The little fox giggled silently, even though he knew that the truth of that statement was hardly a pleasant predicament. "How was your trip? Didja bring me anythin'?" Jimmy asked excitedly.
"Shh, we don't want to let your mother know I was here," Jimmy's father warned. "But I did pick you up a little something. It's in my suitcase. I'll smuggle it to you tomorrow, and we can catch up on what I've missed, ok?"
Jimmy grinned and nodded eagerly. "Ok, Daddy!" He hugged his father again, and kissed his cheek.
The older fox kissed his son's nose, then gently pushed him down onto his bed. "Alright, get to bed now, son. I love you," he said, giving his son a little peck on the cheek.
"Love you, too, Daddy!" the little fox replied, and rested his head on his pillow, watching as his father stood and quietly padded out of the room. He breathed a sigh of relief as his father pulled the door almost shut - he hadn't noticed his sleep shorts lying on the floor near the bed. As soon as he was gone, he grabbed them, pulled them on, and settled in for sleep.
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Morning brought no break from the rain. A light drizzle greeted the young fox as he rubbed the sleep from his eyes. 'I really hate the rain,' he thought to himself as he staggered out of bed to the bathroom.
Freshened and dressed, the young kit slowly padded downstairs, trying to make as little noise as possible. His sensitive ears picked up the sounds of his parents talking over their morning coffee.
"Oh, Keith," Jimmy's mother said. "When are you going to ask your boss for a raise? He sends you all over the world, and you barely pull a six figure income."
Keith sighed softly. "I don't go ALL over the world, and we have more than enough money. I don't see what you -"
"Oh, grow a pair, Keith!" Lisa snapped. "I'm going out. I'll be back later."
Jimmy dove for cover behind the couch as his mother stormed into the living room. In a smooth motion, she grabbed up her purse, keys, and coat, and was out the door, leaving the room colder, both for the cold air outside, and her icy presence.
Jimmy lay still for a moment, in case his mother returned. He waited until he heard the sound of her car pulling out of the driveway. When he was certain that his mother was gone, he slowly made his way in to the kitchen.
Keith sat at the kitchen table, his face buried in his paws, a plate of eggs and toast and a hot cup of coffee lying nearly forgotten in front of him. He looked up as he heard the gentle ticking of little claws against the tiled floor.
"Hey there, kiddo," he said, trying to force a smile. Jimmy tried to return the smile, but sadness tinged the corners of his mouth. "I suppose you heard your mother's tirade," he said with a sigh. "Well, she didn't touch her own breakfast. I'm sure she wouldn't mind if you ate it. Scrambled eggs and toast. Would have friend up some bacon, too, if we had any..."
"It's ok, Daddy," Jimmy said, taking a seat next to his father.
The older fox playfully ruffled his son's headfur as he sat, eliciting a giggle from the kit. The two ate breakfast in an awkward silence, punctuated by the void left by Lisa's abrupt exit.
"Oh!" Keith stood as he finished his breakfast. "Stay here a minute, champ, I have a surprise for you!"
Jimmy watched, perplexed, as his father left. His brain processed for a moment, and one possibility emerged: his father bought in a present while he was in London!
Sure enough, a minute later, the older fox returned downstairs with a black bag in his paws. "I know your mother doesn't like it when I get you gifts, but you're a kit. No harm in getting you little presents!" He opened the bag, and Jimmy giggled as his father pulled out a little fox plushie wearing a t-shirt with a union jack on the front.
"Oh, thank you, Daddy!" Jimmy cried as he hugged his new friend. His father smiled warmly and kissed his son's cheek, and received a quick kiss in return. A kiss that inadvertently landed on the bigger fox's lips. The reaction was immediate: a deep blush from Jimmy, and a hearty chuckle from his father.
"My my, someone certainly seems excited about his present," Keith said, giving his son a playful nudge. Jimmy averted his eyes, mortified that he'd kissed his own father on the lips. "Oh, don't be so bashful, hun. Just because your mother is an old stick in the mud doesn't mean that I'm going to punish you for an honest mistake." He pulled the kit into a hug, which he tentatively returned.
The two remained immobile for a moment, father holding son, son leaning gently against his father. Jimmy's mind worked in overdrive, processing his father's words, thinking back on how his father treated him... and wondering if maybe... maaaaybe...
"Daddy?" Jimmy said, barely above a whisper.
"Yes, son?" Keith said, looking down at his little kit.
"Umm... could I talk to you about something?"
The older fox smiled at his son. "Of course you can, kiddo. What's on your mind?"
Jimmy glanced around the living room uncertainly, then stuttered, "C-could we head upstairs?"
The older fox nodded and released his son, following him upstairs, wondering what his kit wanted to talk to him about, and perhaps more importantly, why he wanted to go somewhere more private to talk to him.
Keith watched, perplexed, as his son led him to hid bedroom, and shut the door behind him. The older fox took a seat on the bed, and pulled his son into his lap. "Now, Jimmy, what's on your mind?" he asked, concern evident in his features.
Jimmy took a deep breath, and pulled down his pants, revealing the pink panties he was wearing underneath. His father glanced at them, and his jaw dropped. Momentarily stunned, he quickly recovered, and asked, "Why are you wearing panties?"
The little kit gulped, and began. "I went over to Ellie's house yesterday, and... I tried on her clothes."
Keith wasn't sure what to say. Both foxes knew that Lisa would raise hell if she found out, and neither needed to confirm with the other that this little secret would NOT leave the kit's bedroom. After a moment, he asked the only thing he could think of. "Did you like wearing her clothes?"
Jimmy nodded slowly. "Uh huh... it felt really nice... wearing a skirt... she let me borrow these, as long as I return them next time I go over," he said, running a finger around the waist of the panties. He shifted slightly as he kicked his pants off, inadvertently rubbing his young rump against his father's crotch.
Before either of them had registered it, a large paw found itself resting against the kit's pantied crotch. Jimmy gasped and kicked his pants off, spreading his legs as his father fondled him through the panties. "And how does this feel," Keith whispered to his son, just as surprised as his son at the fact that he was feeling up his young son.
Jimmy murred softly and pressed his crotch up into his father's gentle paw. "It feels good," he whispered softly. The large paw against his crotch sent shivers down the little kit's spine. He snuggled up close to his father as his large paw gently rubbed his swelling sheath.
Keith chuckled quietly, and smiled at his son. "Would you like to go over to see Ellie today?" he asked as he withdrew his paw from his son's groin.
The little kit gasped. "Could I?" he asked excitedly.
"I'll call her mother and ask. Stay right here, little one. I'll be back soon!" With that, the older fox deposited his son on his bed and left.
Jimmy grinned and flopped down on his bed. Not only had his father not yelled at him for wearing Ellie's clothes, but he'd offered to take him over to her house again! His mother wouldn't have let him go over again so soon, especially if she knew his secret. He felt so warm and tingly inside, both for love of his father, and excitement about getting a chance to play with Ellie again.
It didn't take long for Jimmy's father to return. "I got the ok from Terry, so as soon as you pull your pants back on, we can go!" he announced.
In a flash, the young kit had his pants back on and was bouncing excitedly in front of his father. Keith smiled and ruffled his son's headfur, eliciting a giggle from the little kit.
"Grab your rain coat, and I'll walk you down," Keith said as he headed for the stairs.
Jimmy bounded down the stairs past his father, and had his raincoat on before the older fox was even half-way down. "C'mon, Daddy, let's go!" the kit exclaimed, his tail wagging furiously behind him.
Keith chuckled and grabbed an umbrella from the hook by the door, and in a heartbeat, the little kit was out the door and tearing down the walk to the sidewalk. "Wait for me, Jimmy!" Keith called, barely stifling his laughter at his son's enthusiasm.
The two foxes made the trek down the block in relative silence, save for Jimmy's occasional excited squeals and chuckles from his father.
As they approached the house, Jimmy escaped his father's grasp and dashed to the front door, tail twitching in excitement as he pushed the doorbell.
Ellie's mother answered the door, and smiled down at the kit. "Well, Jimmy, it certainly didn't take you long to get here," she said, beaming.
Jimmy grinned up at the vixen and nodded. "Uh huh!" he said, bouncing from one paw to the other excitedly.
Ellie's mother opened stepped aside, allowing the kit entrance, and whispered to him, "Ellie's up in her room. She doesn't know you were coming." She winked and patted his bottom, encouraging him to head up the stairs - which he promptly did, leaving his raincoat behind, trying to be as quiet as possible.
Jimmy tiptoed down the hall towards Ellie's room. As he approached, he saw that her door was wide open. He pulled himself up against the wall as he got closer; he didn't want to spoil the surprise! He peeked into her room, and barely stifled a giggle as he spotted Ellie sitting naked on the floor surrounded by her favorite plushies.
Of course, he hadn't quite stifled his giggle, and caught the attention of the little vixen. "Jimmy!" she exclaimed, leaping up and running to the door. The little kit eeped, afraid she might slam the door in his face until she dressed. To his surprise, she grabbed his paw and pulled him into her room, then hugged him, pushing the door shut with her footpaw. "What're you doin here?" she asked as she held herself to her friend.
Jimmy blushed a bit and giggled as the little vixen smiled at him, their noses nearly touching. "My Daddy brought me over to play," he said. As soon as he said this, Ellie pressed her lips to his. Jimmy's eyes went wide as he felt his friend's soft lips against his for a brief moment.
The little kit stood there for a moment, stunned by his friend's kiss. He barely registered her pulling down his pants - until he heard her excited squeal. "You're wearing them!" she cried, and hugged him again.
Jimmy blushed deeper and nodded, tentatively hugging the nude vixen. "So, uh... what do ya wanna do?" he asked.
Ellie grinned at him and slipped her paws up his shirt. "Let's snuggle!" she said as she pulled his shirt up and over his head, forcing his arms up as she left him in nothing but her panties, his pants wrapped around his ankles.
The young vixen tugged her friend towards her bed. He staggered a bit, leaving his pants behind, and stumbled. The two kits fell over each other, and landed on the bed. Ellie spun around so Jimmy was lying on his back on the bed underneath her. Her paws rubbed his chest as she rubbed her crotch against his tummy.
Jimmy looked up at Ellie, his face flush. "Ellie, are you sure this is ok?" he asked nervously.
Ellie grinned as she moved down between his legs. "Why wouldn't it?" she asked as she started pulling the panties off him.
Jimmy whimpered softly as the vixen removed the panties, leaving him completely naked. She smiled down at him, looking over his naked body, from his flush face to his little cubhood, standing at attention after being exposed.
The young vixen lay down against her friend, wrapping her arms around him and gently rubbing her chest against his. Jimmy squirmed gently under her, feeling his stiff boyhood incredibly close to Ellie's young slit.
Ellie smiled down at Jimmy, satisfied at having him pinned. Neither could deny how good it felt to be naked together, though Jimmy's face betrayed his discomfort at being pinned under the vixen.
"Something wrong, Jimmy?" Ellie whispered in his ear.
Jimmy whimpered softly and whispered back, "I just don't like being p-p-pinned."
Ellie giggled softly and rolled on her side, pulling Jimmy onto his side with her. Jimmy smiled and wrapped his arms around the young vixen, and the two cubs rubbed noses.
The two cubs lay together for a while. Time didn't matter to the two - just the warmth of each other's bodies, the sounds of their gentle breaths. The two cubs stared deeply into each other's eyes - Jimmy's deep blue into Ellie's sea green. As if drawn together magnetically, the two cubs gently pressed their lips to each other's, murring softly at the feeling.
Jimmy's tongue slipped from his muzzle and gently licked at Ellie's lips. The vixen gasped as she felt her friend's tongue against her lips, and shut her eyes, parting her lips and bringing her own to meet his. Their tongues gently played around each other, the two cubs feeling an electric charge as their tongues met in a dance of passion between their muzzles. Neither had any idea what they were doing, but it felt too right for them to care.
The two cubs murred happily as they shared their first kiss, several seconds slowly becoming several minutes as the two lay on the bed.
"Ellie!" Tock tock tock. The two cubs gasped and pulled away, Ellie scrambling for the covers as her brother knocked on the door. "You in there? Mom's lookin for you and Jimmy!" he said, starting to jiggle the knob.
Ellie pulled the covers up over herself, and pulled Jimmy under with her. "Tell mom I'll be there in a minute!"
Robbie seemed to pause. To both the cub's relief, they heard the clicking indicating the release of the knob. "Alright. Hurry up!" he said.
Ellie and Jimmy remained motionless until they heard the sound of pawpads against the floor fading into the distance. The two breathed a sigh of relief and pulled their clothes on in silence.
Jimmy glanced at Ellie as he finished dressing, watching her pull her skirt on. "That was nice," he whispered.
Ellie smiled at him and gave him a quick peck on the cheek, then took his paw and led him out of her bedroom.
As the two cubs walked downstairs, they spotted Robbie sprawled out on the couch, a controller in his paws. He was enthralled in his video game, and didn't seem to notice his sister and her friend coming downstairs.
The two cubs walked into the kitchen, and saw Terry and Keith sitting at the kitchen table, teacups held in their paws.
"There you are!" Terry said, looking at the cubs as they entered.
"Sorry to disturb you two, but I was just talking with Ellie's mom," Keith said. "She mentioned that Robbie's going to summer camp next week, and wondered if maybe you'd like to spend the week here," he said to Jimmy.
Both cubs gasped. "Could I?" Jimmy asked in disbelief.
Terry beamed at the cub. "Of course you could, if you want to!"
Ellie cheered and hugged Jimmy. The little male cub didn't celebrate just yet. "Will Mommy let me?" he asked, knowing full well the answer would be a strict "NO!"
Terry giggled mischievously and grinned at the cub. "Don't you worry, honey," she said. "You just leave ol' Lisa to me. If there's one thing I've learned over the years, it's how to get your mother to do anything I want her to do! She'll say yes."
At this, both cubs cheered and hugged each other, and immediately followed up with a hug for the older vixen. Terry giggled as she returned the hug.
"Well, you two go back to your play. Unless you'd like to play a video game with Robbie," Terry said.
Ellie giggled and grinned. "Oh, that'd be fun!"
She grabbed Jimmy's paw and led him into the living room. The little vixen flopped on the couch next to her brother, and picked up a controller, waving a paw in front of his face to snap him back to reality.
"Hey, Wobbie! Wanna play?" she asked with a giggle.
Robbie rolled his eyes at his sister. "Oh, fine. But you better let me win at least once!"
Ellie grinned mischeviously as she handed another controlled to Jimmy. "No promises, big bro!"
To be continued...