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Alone With the Cubs

By: Byruble

"N-no! Don't shoot him!" A teenage red panda pleads. "He has so much to live for!"

"DIIIIIEEEEE!" A tiny voice growls back.

"NOOOOOOO!"

A man in a business suit falls to the ground with x's on his eyes. A feral lemur stands over him with a smoking ray gun in his paws. He stares with wide eyes at the camera as it slowly zooms out. In large red letters the words 'MISSION FAILED' appear on a TV screen.

"See? Even he's lookin' at you all weird!" The red panda chuckles. "The mission was to protect the guy in the suit, Rebecca! Not shoot him!"

"I don't like men in suits! They always bug my mommy!" Rebecca, a much younger red panda, pouts as she jumps back onto a small bouncy bed.

"Well in this game he's the good guy. He-"

"They're all meanies, Greg!" The girl interrupts.

"Alright, alriiiiight." Greg shrugs. "Whatever you say."

"Hey! Is it my turn?" Another red panda cub asks, kicking open the bathroom door. He appears to be maybe a year older than the girl. "Yeah, you lost! It's my turn!"

"Yeah. It's Hector's turn." Greg smirks and turns towards Rebecca. "You gonna give him the controller?"

"Nuh UH! I didn't lose! My guy is still alive! See?" Rebecca points at the TV. The camera is panned out even further, the perplexed lemur still in view.

"Gimme!" Hector leaps onto the bed in a starfish position. He bounces up and crawls up towards Rebecca, mounting himself on top of her. "You're trapped now!"

"Never!" Rebecca wiggles herself from side to side hoping to loosen his grasp. She frantically waves the controller over her head.

"Heh..." Greg sits back and watches the youngins go at it.

The two cubs begin wrestling each other on the bed. Rebecca's flailing about causes her shirt to fold upwards, revealing her little belly button. The boy tries keeping his balance on top of her. His brief's bright white waistband is momentarily exposed as his pants ride down from all the action.

"Oh man..." Greg takes a look at his own pants. A bulge forms, standing tall and proud as if saluting him. "If I'm real careful..." He reaches under his boxers. "Maybe they won't noti-"

"GUYS! IT'S TIME TO GO!" A bellowing voice hollers through the closed bedroom door.

"Coming!" The cubs respond in unison, reluctantly ceasing their battle.

"Next time I'm only letting Greg play!" Hector glares at Rebecca as he hops off the bed.

"This game is dumb anyway!" Rebecca lashes back. "C'mon Greg! Come say bye to mommy!"

"Uh... s-sure!" Greg rests his chin on his paw and uses his other arm to hide his erection. He watches as the little cubs waddle down the stairs, quickly disappearing from view. "Man... they never fail to turn me on." He gets up and shuts off the game console. "The best part is they don't even know they're doing it..." He looks around the room to admire its childish layout: posters of superheroes on the walls, toy race cars scattered on the bed, video games all over the floor and a bunch of crayons and coloring books on a small bookshelf. "Those little cubs and their innocence... it drives me crazy." He walks out of the room mumbling to himself.

"There he is!"

"Hey auntie!" Greg responds as he makes his way downstairs.

"Say bye-bye to your cousin you guys!"

"Bye-bye Greg!" The two cubs respond in sing-song.

"Heh. See you guys later." Greg gives both of them a big hug.

"Okay honey." Greg's mom approaches him. "I left you some food in the microwave back at the house. Heat it up for two minutes and let it sit for one. It'll be hot and I don't want you burning yourself. Call me or your aunt if you need anything, okay? We'll keep our phones ON and NOT on vibrate, riiiiight?"

"Sure, sure." His aunt responds, wafting her paw. "Not like we'll be able to hear it anyway. We're going dancing! You can't even hold a conversation because of how loud the music is! Besides, he's a big boy, right? Fifteen years old! He can take care of himself!"

"He'll always be a precious baby to me." His mom bombards him with kisses and hugs. "Remember... call me if you need anything."

"Yes, mom." Greg responds monotonously, grabbing his coat from the sofa. "And yes, I can walk home. We live literally right across the street."

*BEEDEEBEEDOOBADOOP*

"Huh?" His aunt pulls out her vibrating phone. She stares at the text on the screen. "... What? Oh you gotta be kidding me!" She squints her eyes and re-reads the text. "Damn it! My babysitter said she got sick and won't be able to take care of my two little angels..."

"Sick? On a Friday night?" His mom responds with skepticism in her voice. "Go figure, huh?"

"Right? Damn. I'd hate to cancel our night out over this but..."

"You don't have any other babysitters that can take them? I'm sure there's someone willing?" His mom suggests.

"Nope." His aunt scrolls through her phone. "Everyone I know is going out tonight. Just my luck!"

"Hey, it's fine. There's always next Friday, right? I'll go tell my husband to stop warming up the car."

"W-wait!" Greg yelps, his voice cracking a bit. "I uh... I can... take care of them. It's no big deal, really!" His paws tremble and get a bit clammy. This is the only chance he's ever gotten to have his little cousins to himself.

"I don't think so, honey." His mom responds, her ears drooping down. "That's a lot of responsibility. I'm not sure if you're ready for that just yet."

"C'mon mom. It's not like they're babies! They're like five and six! We'll just watch a movie together or play some games like we always do." Greg's voice takes on a very salesman-like approach. "I'd hate for you guys to cancel your plans because of something like this. You deserve to enjoy yourselves! Plus, I'm free! Why pay a babysitter, r-right? Nothing to lose and so much to gain!" He winks and gives them both finger guns.

"How thoughtful!" His mom smiles. "That's very kind of you but-"

"I'm sold." His aunt butts in with a raised eyebrow. "Tonight my favorite DJ is playing and I got an ass that needs shaking." She kneels down and looks her kids in the eye. "You'll behave for your cousin tonight, won't you?"

"We get to stay with Greg!? Yaaaay!" Rebecca hops in place.

"Yeah, he's awesome! We'll be good! Promise!" Hector places his paws on his hips and nods uncontrollably.

"Good!" His aunt gets back up and grabs her purse. "See? They'll be fine. Stop worrying so damn much!"

"I... I don't know..." His mom crosses her arms. "What if something happens? He wouldn't know what to do! What if someone tries to break in? Or if someone-"

"Let's GOOOOO! You're gonna give yourself a heart attack thinking like that! Tonight is the night to party!" She pulls the mom towards the front door. "Love you, Greg! Love you kids! There's pizza in the fridge if you guys get hungry!"

"Love you auntie! Love you mom!" Greg waves goodbye to them with a large grin. "Have fun!"

"Remember, honey! Call me for anything, okay? ANYTHING!"

"You're killing me!" His aunt shoves the mom out the door. "Out we go!" The door shuts with a thick loud thunk.

"Awesome..." Greg whispers, his entire body trembling with excitement. Out of dumb luck, his deepest fantasy is about to unfold. He turns and smiles at the two big-eyed cubs. "Well... looks like it's just you and-"

"Can we eat some pizza? I'm hungry!" Rebecca interrupts, staring at the fridge from the living room.

"Yeah! Let's eat and play Stairs and Serpents!" Hector reaches under the couch and pulls out a board game.

"Uh... yeah. We can do that..." Hector takes off his coat and heads to the kitchen.

"I must be dreaming..." He tells himself, watching the three pizza slices he placed in the microwave slowly rotate. "Maybe I should pinch myself just to be sure? Ow! ...Nope, not dreaming..." He turns to face the cubs on the couch. Their tails wag as they eagerly set up the board game. "Just me... and them... together... alone..." He feels a tiny drop of precum drip onto his boxers at just the thought. "Don't do anything stupid... don't do anything stupid..." He chants to himself, almost panting. "Just play it safe. Play it saaaaafe... for now."

"Yay!" Rebecca claps as Greg enters the room with the pizza. "Pizza time!"

"Gimme, gimme!" Hector snatches his slice and takes a massive bite out of it.

"Alright, you two... relax." Greg plops down on the sofa in between them. He places the plate of pizzas on the small table in front of him. "So... you guys ready to play?"

"Let's do it!" Hector grabs the dice and shakes them in his little paw. "Gimme a big number!" He throws the dice. One lands on a four and the other on a two. "Yes! That's... four... five... six? Six right?"

"Yup." Greg responds with a light-hearted laugh, watching his little cousin count with his fingers.

"Your turn!" Hector passes the dice to his little sister. "Prepare to lose!"

"Oh yah? We'll thee abow tha!" Rebecca declares with her mouth full. She rolls the dice.

Greg sighs and checks on his phone while the cubs play their game. He scrolls through his friend's social media feeds. Everyone seems to be out with friends or playing games at home.

"Ooh! Are those your friends?" Hector peeks over to his phone.

"Yeah. Just seeing what they're up to. Looks like they're having fun..." Greg continues scrolling.

"Wow! What are THEY doing?" Hector tries to swipe back up to a previous photo.

"Huh? I wanna see, I wanna see!" Rebecca climbs up and peeks over her brother's shoulder.

"Oh they're just dancing in front of a store. Just normal teenager stuff. Pretty funny, huh?"

"Being a teenager sounds so cool..." Hector sits back on the couch. "I can't wait to be old like you! Then I can go out with my friends and dance in front of ALL the stores!"

"Well... there's more stuff you can do when you're a teenager, you know." Greg chuckles.

"Like what?" Rebecca eyes light up. "Are there any super cool teenager games you play!?"

"Well..." Greg's eyes dart around the room. "Yeah, I guess there are..."

"Can we play them? Please? This one is getting boring!" Rebecca lays her head on Greg's lap.

"But we j-just started this one..." Greg quivers at the unexpected contact. He feels a slight tingle in his groin as Rebecca rocks her head back and forth, getting dangerously close to his package.

"So? We already played this one like a bajillion times!" Rebecca pouts. "Hector always wins!"

"Well you g-gotta be a teenager to play teenager games..." His eyes aggressively twitch, knowing he's letting a chance to "play" with them go to waste. "You aren't mature enough..."

"Ma... ture?" Hector places his paws on Greg's lap and leans in close, almost booping snouts. "You mean BORING?"

"Uhm..." Greg struggles to find his words, feeling a little anxious about being within kissing distance of the cub. He can even smell his blueberry scented body wash from his bath from earlier.

"I can be boring! Watch!" Rebecca pretends to type on her slice of pizza. "Look at me! I'm working all day! I love my boss! Driving all day is fun! ... Am I "mah-choor" yet?"

"No, I'm the most maturest! Look!" Hector hops off the couch and opens his Captain Thunderpants book. He silently reads through the pages.

"What... are you doing?" Greg asks, trying to piece together how this qualifies as being mature.

"I'm reading my favorite book and not laughing! You know how hard this is?" He flips to the next page, his mouth a little shaky from holding back his laughter. "Super m-mature, huh?"

"Oh jeez." Greg gets up and looks down at the two. A small drop of sweat runs down his forehead as he musters the courage to form his next sentence. "So... you really wanna play t-teenage games?"

"Yeah!" The cubs respond, stuffing the remainder of the pizza in their mouths.

"Okay, but... since you're not teenagers yet you can't tell ANYONE we played this game, okay? Not a single soul!" Greg points at them with one paw and uses his other paw to hold a finger over his mouth. "Got it?"

"Not even mommy or daddy?" Rebecca asks, looking at their family portrait hanging on the wall.

"Nope. If they know then they won't let us play together anymore... you don't want that, right?"

"No! That would suck eggs!" Hector offers his pinky. "We promise not to tell!"

"Yeah, promise!" Rebecca offers her pinky as well.

"Okay you two..." Greg locks pinkies with them and bows. "The pinky promise is formed! Let it be known!"

"Woohoo!" Rebecca cheers. "Sooooo... what games are we gonna play? I can't wait!"

"The first game will be..." He pauses for a moment to think. A plethora of ideas flood his head. He can get them to do anything he's ever wanted with no consequences whatsoever... maybe. His cock awakens as all of the lewd possibilities present themselves. He scans the room and spots the two dice on the table. "... Snake Eyes."

"Snake Eyes?" Hector asks, tilting his head to the side. "What's that?"

"It's a uh... really fun teenager only game." Greg grits his teeth, deciding if he wants to commit to this or back out now.

"How do you play?" Rebecca lifts her arms in the air and pretends to slither. Her short shirt lifts up and her small hips sway from side to side. "Are we evil snakes?"

"N-no..." Greg gulps in a futile attempt to hydrate his dry throat. The sight of his little cousin practically belly dancing for him is more than enough incentive to initiate his "game". He grabs the dice and shakes them in his paw. "The game is easy. If you roll two one's, or snake eyes, you gotta get nude and stay nude..." he throws the dice. "For the whole night..." They land on a one and a two. "Phew..."

"This is what teenagers play?" Rebecca scratches her head. "Why do they wanna get nakey?"

"Well it's a game of chance... they don't wanna get nakey! The fun is the thrill of not getting snake eyes!" Greg carefully observes their expressions, checking to see if either of them is growing suspicious.

"This is a weird game." Hector grabs the dice. "But it sounds kinda fun! I like to get nakey!"

"I don't..." Rebecca covers herself up and leans back on the couch.

"Hey, it won't be that bad. I promise. It's just a game!" Greg rubs her ears. "If you start to feel uncomfortable we can stop playing...okay?"

"Hehe..." Rebecca finds comfort in Greg's soothing touch. "Uhm... okay, then!"

"Let's get started!" Greg points to Hector. "You got the dice?"

"Yup!" Hector shakes the dice in his palms for an unnecessary amount of time. He licks his lip and squints his eyes, waiting for the perfect moment to roll.

"Any day, Hector..." Greg growls as he taps his feet, eyeballing the dice.

"GOOOO!" Hector releases the dice onto the table. It rolls a one and a three.

"Safe... for now." Greg grabs the dice and gives them a shake. "Here goes nothing..." He throws the dice.

"Three and Three!" Rebecca giggles. "My turn!" She grabs the dice and drops them on the table, not even giving them a slight shake.

"C'mon... c'moooooon..." Greg murmurs under his voice, his heart pounding.

"Yay!" Rebecca jumps up. It rolls a one and a two.

"Ugh... so close," Greg whispers, rubbing his forehead. "...Wait a sec..." He leans down and examines the die that rolled a two. He wipes the top of it clean with his thumb. "That's a one! There was just a little pepper on it from the pizza!" His grins at the cub, his ears perked up. "Snake eyes!"

"Uh oh..." Rebecca's cheeks grow a rosy pink. Her fluffy tail wraps around her waist. She stands deathly still.

"Hey, that's how the game goes... you wanted to show me how mature you were, right?"

"Yeah! Do it or he'll think we're little babies!" Hector fuels the fire.

"I... uhm... I..." Rebecca grabs the bottom of her shirt with uncertainty. She quakes in place, her eyes shut tightly.

"Hey... relax." Greg places his paw on her shoulder. "You wanna go to your room? Maybe you'll be more comfortable there."

"Yeah! I only take my clothes off in my room..." Rebecca taps her fingers together.

"Alright then... onwards!" Greg points up towards the stairwell. The two cubs race each other to the top.

Rebecca's room is as you'd expect a young girl's room to look like: The walls and carpet have a very pastel colored theme to them, stuffed animals and other plushies litter the small twin sized bed and a cute lamp the shape of a dolphin rests on a white cabinet next to the bed. The room even has a faint peachy scent to it. The three enter the room and close the door.

"Okay Rebecca." Greg caresses the shy cub's long hair. "Feeling better?"

"Mhm!" Rebecca nods with a smile, her body a lot less tense. "I'm still a little nervous but... I wanna show you that we can play teenager games with you!"

"Heh... you're showing me your maturity just by saying that!" Greg sits on the bed and leans back to get comfortable. "Hector, can you close the window blinds?"

"What for?" Hector asks, just getting himself comfortable next to Greg.

"This is a game only for us three. We wouldn't want anyone else to see us, right?"

"Ugh. Fiiiiiiine." Hector slithers off the bed and completes the mundane task.

"Ready when you are..." Greg's fur stands on end. A familiar tingle returns to his balls as he thinks to himself how his patience is finally about to pay off.

"Okay, then... here I go..." Rebecca places her paw on her bed for support. Her other paw carefully begins sliding her frilly white socks off her little feet. As the frills reach her heels she lets out a slight giggle, imagining the frills as a sort of tutu for her foot. She pulls off the remainder of the sock, its elasticity helping it snap back to its original shape. Her toes wiggle in delight, finally free of their cotton prison. She patiently reaches for her other clothed foot.

"Hurry up slowpoke! I can get nakey in like five seconds!" Hector huffs.

"Shush!" Rebecca hisses back. "I don't wanna ruin my clothes!" She turns to look at greg. "Am I being a slowpoke?"

"N-no... take as much time as you need..." Greg assures her, resting his paw on his crotch. He can already feel a half chub forming.

Rebecca moves on to her light pink 'GiRl PoWeR!' shirt. She crosses her arms and grabs the bottom ends of it. With a gentle lift, her small tummy is displayed for the boys to see. The patch of white fur surrounding it is left disheveled from the friction of the fabric. As her shirt reveals more and more she stops, just barely covering her flat chest. She stands still for a few seconds, visibly shaking in place. With a quick and thoughtless heave, her paws shoot up, yanking her shirt right off her slim body.

"Ooooooh... nice..." Greg's eyes nearly pop out of their sockets as they gawk intently at Rebecca's tiny underdeveloped breasts. His half chub evolves into a raging erection, elevating the paw he placed there earlier. "You're almost there, Rebecca! Not too bad, r-right?"

Rebecca nods, neatly folding her shirt and placing it onto the bed. An audible sigh escapes her small lips as she reaches for the small copper button on her tight pale blue jeans. She can feel the steady stare from the two boys, assuming it can only mean their patience is growing thinner. Her jittery fingers awkwardly slide the copper disc between the thin slit that holds the two ends of the pants together. The two ends detach from one another, loosening the denim's clench if only slightly. She uses her index finger and thumb to peel down the zipper, taking care not to let her undies get caught. The boys gulp in unison and await the rest of the pant's removal. Rebecca's paws and feet work together to tug down on the jean's clingy leggings. Her hips assist in the removal, bobbing side to side like cat ready to pounce.

Greg can practically hear his cock scream, its hardness nearing that of a diamond. His little cousin stands before him presenting herself in nothing but her cute light green panties. Before he can allow himself the pleasure of taking millions of mental screenshots he notices her tail trembling between her legs.

"Hey... Rebecca?" Greg approaches the vibrating cub. "Uhm... n-nice undies! I really like the little ladybug pattern!

"You... you really mean it?" Rebecca asks with a wiggly smile.

"Yeah, they're super cool! You should be proud to show them off like this!"

"Hehe..." Rebecca's tail uncurls and brushes on the carpet. Her cheeks glow a rosy red. "Th-thanks Greg!"

"Hey!" Hector climbs off the bed and stands in front of his sister. "My undies look better! WAAAY better!"

"Oh yeah?" Greg crosses his arms with a raised brow. "Show me."

"Okay... watch!" Hector retracts his arms into the sleeves of his shirt and throws his arms into the air. His dark blue shirt shoots up, crumpling on contact with the ceiling. It falls back down and lands on the cub's head, creating a sort of makeshift cowl.

"Wow, you're quick!" Greg compliments the little red panda, scanning his fuzzy belly. He has slight but noticeable pudginess... baby fat, perhaps?

"I know!" The competitive cub uzips and unbuttons his pants with quick precision. He begins running in place, letting his loose fitting pants slide down his slender legs. Greg and Rebecca are dazzled by his odd but effective tactic. Hector hops away from his crumpled jeans, his black socks the only thing left. He uses only his feet to remove them and kicks them away in just seconds.

"Not bad!" Greg applauds, keeping his eye on the prize: a white and orange pair of briefs on an adorably naïve cub. "Are those little basketballs? Man, that's awesome!"

"Can we see yours, Greg?" Rebecca asks, leaning forward on her tippy toes.

"Uh..." Greg looks down at the colossal bulge protruding from his pants. "Sure... you can check mine out, too. It's only fair..." He drools at the thought of stripping in front of his little cousins and showing them his very eager phallic friend.

"Cool! We get to see teenage undies!" Hector crouches down and leans closer to Greg's 'undie area'. "I wanna see them up close!"

"Sounds good to me..." Greg responds, growing a bit more comfortable around his nearly naked little cousins.

The two cubs silently watch Greg begin to undress. He wastes no time getting his clothes off his back. Off comes his shirt... then his socks... his watch... and finally...

"Wh-whoa!" Hector flinches as Greg's throbbing erection explodes from his pants, nearly smooshing the boy's muzzle. The black boxers hold the rock hard monster back, like a leash restraining a rabid pitbull. "Why is your willy so pointy like that?"

"It's... b-because I'm... having so much f-fun with you guys!" Greg returns an unsure smile. "I love playing with my favorite little cousins!"

"Yaaaaaay!" The two cubs rejoice.

"But uh... it's time to decide the w-winner for coolest undies ever!" Greg averts the subject. He gets on his knees in front of his two eager cousins, rubbing his chin and humming an audible "hmm."

"Okay!" Rebecca points to her ladybug covered undies with a sweet look. "Mine are the bestest, right?"

"I don't think so!" Hector turns around and bends over, his paws holding him up off the ground. He peeks his little head in between his legs and looks back at Greg with a smirk. "Look! There's a big basketball on my butt! Haha!"

"Oh my..." Greg leans in a little too close to the cub's undies, practically within licking distance. His nose twitches as he takes a light whiff of the their crotches. Their prepubescent aroma sends chills down his spine all the way down to his balls. He can feel his scrotum swelling a bit, as if literally overflowing with his spunk.

"Both of them look pretty good..." His eyes fall back onto Rebecca's chest. Her tiny pink nipples appear to be hard, if only slightly. He wonders if she's somehow getting off to this weird game of his. Maybe she's feeling a little chilly? He takes care not to stare for too long as the cub is bound to catch on to his perverse gaze eventually.

Greg's eyes turn to Hector, who is still in a "face-down-ass-up" position. He licks his lips and flexes his cock, not at the sight of Hector, but at his fantasy world's version of it: A gullible boy bent over, presenting his big booty to his super cool older cousin, peeping back at him from between his legs with an almost inviting smile. Surprisingly, the reality isn't that much different. The teen lets his imagination run wild with lewd and lusty scenarios, nearly pushing him over the edge.

"The w-winner!" Greg announces with a slight squeak, raising his two paws in the air. Hector lifts himself up and turns back around with his paws on his hips, as if already dubbed the victor. Rebecca's eyes glisten, clasping her paws together above her chest, patiently awaiting the results. "BOTH OF YOU! IT'S A TIE!" Greg nods his head and points at the two. "Congrats!"

"Tch." Hector rolls his eyes. "You're just saying that to be nice!"

"What's wrong with being nice?" Greg grins, exposing his little fang. "That just means you both get a... VICTORY TICKLE!" His paws bravely lunge toward the cub's undies, no longer being able to hold his temptation back. "Hiyaaaa!"

"Waaaah!" Rebecca giggles, squirming in place. "Hehehe! N-nooo!" Greg's left paw begins lightly scratching her soft mound, feeling it in all of its glory thanks to her tight fitting underwear. His fingers wander her cracks and crevices, disguising their subtle rubbing with a tickling motion. He notices the lower he goes the warmer she seems to get. His spider-like fingers travel south on the giggling cub in search for her warmth. He finds her hottest spot underneath her and lets his fingers go wild, even going for the occasional push into her feminine entrance.

Rebecca's bright red face gazes at Greg with half-opened eyes and a wide smile. She feels her legs spreading apart a little, as if trying to clear a path for her big cousin's fingers to do as they please. Her laughs and giggles slowly turn into soft subtle moans with the occasional droplet of drool trickling down her slightly opened mouth.

"Heh... hehe... grr... hah... haha!" Hector's attempt to remain sour at the contest results fails miserably as Greg's wandering paw finds his most ticklish of places. Greg cups the little cub's balls and begins to fondle them on the sly, mixing in a small amount of rubbing with his tickling. Hector clenches his teeth with a closed eye, using every ounce of his willpower to stop himself from laughing again. The corners of his small lips curl upward in a matter of seconds. He submits himself to his cousin's skilled fingers and lets out a loud burst of laughter. Greg notices a bulge, albeit a small one, forming right above his paws. He looks at his little cousin in the eyes as if scheming something devious.

Hector's tongue pops out of his mouth as Greg begins tickling his hard little shaft, focusing mainly on the tip and the underbelly. His paw massages the boy's penis through his briefs, incorporating more rubbing than tickling this time but remaining seamless nonetheless. His fingers trickle down to his balls and back up to his hard little willy almost autonomously, giving them both equal attention.

"This victory tickle f-feels really... really... g-goooood! Ahah..." Hector giggles, finding himself panting and humping the air real slowly.

"Of course! It's a VICTORY tickle!" Greg gets up, his erection now a literal monument. The fabric of his boxers are practically ripping at the seams from the sheer amount of force his penis is exerting on them.

Rebecca stares at Greg's throbbing bulge. Her mind zones out as her gaze gets deeper and deeper. Her head tilts to the side.

"Did you... wanna see?" Greg rubs his neck. "I can show you what a teenager's private parts looks like..."

"Oh! S-sorry! I didn't meant to stare!" Rebecca covers her eyes. "It's just so... so..."

"Hey, I don't mind." Greg chuckles placing both paws on the elastic band of his boxers. "I'll show you if you wanna see... just say the word."

Rebecca makes a small hole between her paws like a peep hole. She sees her big cousin ready to pull down his undies on her command. She widens the peep hole and nods her head, her curiosity getting the better of her.

"Alright then..." Greg returns the nod and slowly pulls down on his boxers. His hips are exposed to his little cousins... then his sparse pubes... then... he gets stuck. The boxers won't pull down anymore due to his erection acting as a kind of stopper. He tugs and tugs, his eyes shifting between his two little cubs until finally...

"Eek!" Rebecca squeaks, her eyes widening to the size of bowling balls. Greg's penis flings up and down like a very aggressive diving board, nearly slapping his stomach. It's length is about average but its stiffness is what makes it impressive. The tip has a noticeable amount of sticky clear fluid smeared around it. His balls also have a slight shine to them, unclear to Rebecca as to why. Maybe it's sweat? Maybe he peed a little?

"Don't get scared... boys just have different uh... privates... than girls." Greg explains calmly.

"I know! I see Hector's privates all the time when we take baths together! But... yours is... is w-waaaay bigger!" Rebecca's eyes are are glued to Greg's impressive cock.

"Yeeeaaaah..." Hector marvels at Greg's girth. "It's so much bigger than mine! That's... n-not fair!"

"Mine isn't THAT much bigger than yours... is it?" Greg eyeballs the cub's undies, as if trying to look underneath them.

"Yuh huh! Look!" Hector angrily pulls down on his briefs. He presents his little uncut penis to the two of them. It's erect and standing as tall as it can, but pales in comparison to Greg's.

"I see..." Greg's cock somehow gets even harder at the sight of his little cousin's cute hard on. He can feel his beast struggling to hold back its torrent of cum, ready to fire at even the slightest provocation. "It looks small because you're only six years old. When you get to be fifteen like me it'll be as big as mine... maybe even bigger!"

"Wha...?" Hector looks down at his little willy with a smile. "You really mean it?"

"Yup! So don't worry about that, okay?" Greg walks closer to the cub and scratches his ear. "Just gotta give it some time."

"Cool!" Hector grins at Greg's dangerously close penis. "Soon I bet mine will be bigger than yours!" He quickly glances over his shoulder. "Hey, wait a sec! Didn't Rebecca lose at Snake Eyes? Isn't she supposed to be the one that's nakey?"

"Er..." Greg squints his eyes. "Oh yeah! I almost forgot about that!" He points at Rebecca's ladybug undies. "Rules are rules. Off they come!"

Rebecca sighs silently with her thumbs under her undies, hoping they'd forget about this. She takes a deep breath and yanks them down to her knees, figuring it'd be better to just get it over with quickly. Her eyes stay shut, riding out their long quiet stares.

"... Yay! You're nakey with us now!" Greg breaks the silence. His eyes affix themselves to her little girly mound. It looks very simple and straightforward. Her cooch just looks like a small cut in between her legs. This is very different than the ones he has seen in pornos...definitely a lot less detailed. It's so bare and smooth looking. "Uhm... are you guys... feeling mature yet?"

"Hmm. I guess so!" Hector chuckles. "Being mature is kinda cool!"

"I... I like it." Rebecca giggles as she examines her own nude body. "It's not so bad! I guess I'm m-mature now, right?"

"That's right!" Greg looks down at his own package. It's so stiff it hurts. His balls remain the same size but feel as if they've swollen into watermelons. He looks back at the two cub's eager faces. The horny teen rubs his paws together and smirks. "Do you guys wanna play... another game?"

"Another game!?" Hector hops up and down, his hard little weenie bobbing along with him. "Let's play! Let's play!"

"Woohoo! More games!" Rebecca jiggles with joy, looking a little more confident in her birthday suit.

"Okay... this game is for super mature kids only. Are you sure you're ready?" Greg sits on the edge of the bed, moving all of the stuffed animals and blankets to the side.

"We're ready!" The two answer, wagging their tails so hard their hips sway.

"Right, then..." Greg points to his undying erection. "The game is... whoever can get my weenie to shoot out white stuff first is the winner!" He grabs a pillow and places it on his back, leaning back a bit. "Simple, right?"

"White stuff?" Rebecca scratches her head.

"Yeah. It's a teenage... boy... thing." Greg half-asses his explanation.

"Why do we need your white stuff?" She examines Greg's boyhood closer. "Is it pee?"

"No, it's not pee." Greg chortles at her innocence. "It's just... magical white stuff."

"Magical?" Hector flings his own pecker around. "Mine doesn't make magical white stuff...!"

"Like I said," Greg huffs, trying to get this show on the road. "Just wait 'till you're a teenager. You'll make so much white stuff you won't know what to do with it!"

"Man! Being a teenager just sounds so awesome!" Hector pets his willy. "I really can't wait!"

"Can girls make magical white stuff too?" Rebecca looks down at her bare pussy.

"Uh... yeah?" Greg responds with an upward inflection, not really knowing the answer.

"Yaaaaaaay!" Rebecca pets her cooch alongside her brother. "Soon!"

"So uh... you guys r-ready to play or what?" Greg asks, almost begging.

"How do we make your white stuff come out?" Rebecca investigates his rod.

"Well... first you grab one side with your paw." Greg demonstrates. "Then you just pull up... and down... up... and then down again. It's kinda like shaking a soda bottle... except not that hard."

"Sounds easy!" Hector pats his little sister on the head. "Prepare to lose... for real this time!" He grabs one side of Greg's penis.

"Never!" Rebecca grabs the other side of the shaft, locking eyes with her big brother.

"Oh!" Greg's body wasn't ready for the sheer amount of pleasure he would receive by just their touch. "Uhm... remember you two... we're starting out n-nice and s-slow..."

"Yeah, yeah..." Hector wafts Greg away. "Let's do this!"

The two cubs grab his foreskin and begin sliding up... and down... up... and then down again, just as instructed. The only thing is one paw is moving a lot faster than the other. The two cubs bicker over what speed should be used.

Greg leans further back into the pillows and watches his two little cousins go to work on his cock. Their technique is erratic and harsh... for now, at least. Just watching the two cubs figure out how to properly jerk off their big cousin is enough to keep his erection at attention.

Rebecca strokes up and down gently and with a tender touch, taking care not to hurt her favorite cousin's precious private. Even though it feels like a metal pole she knows how sensitive it is for boys, if her big brother's past recklessness has been any indicator. She explores his veins and ridges, his hard parts and the soft underbelly of his cock. She ooh's under her voice, her curiosity for his teenage privates sated little by little. She continues her gentle treatment, even massaging the cock with her fingers as if trying to get it to calm down and relax. Why does it look so angry? Clearly it needs someone's loving touch.

On the other hand, Hector furiously pushes up and down on the foreskin, essentially acting like a vibrator on Greg's cock. Luckily those strokes are shorter so they don't painfully tug or pull on the skin and instead feels like a nice firm rubbing. The cub grits his teeth and attempts to go even faster, hoping that maybe somehow this will help his own weenie grow as big as his cousin's. Not even five seconds later his strokes slow down dramatically, his poor arm tiring out. With a loud sigh, his tempo now matches his little sisters: Long, soft and relaxed strokes.

"Oh... oh yeah... mmm..." Greg can't help but give audible feedback to the hardworking cubs. "Just like that guys... ahh... just like that..." The feeling of their two little paws caressing his penis in unison sends him into a frenzy. The powerful tingle in his balls amplifies exponentially, tickling both his cock and scrotum with its electric sparks. He opens his legs wider, dispersing the tingle into his inner thighs. He takes deep breaths through his clenched teeth.

The cubs hear their big cousin moaning and groaning just like they were when they were being victory tickled. This must feel really good to him. They look at each other and back to him with with a closed-eyed smile.

"You like this, Greg?" Rebecca asks, moving the cock to the side to get a better view of her cousin's face.

"You have no idea..." Greg bites his lip and curls in his feet. They couldn't possibly comprehend his current state of euphoria. "Can you go a little f-faster? I feel the magic white stuff almost coming out..." His shaky voice requests.

"Awesome!" Hector speeds up his pumps incrementally. "I can't wait to see this stuff!"

"Yeah, me too!" Rebecca matches her brother's speed.

The little red pandas both place their paws on Greg's thighs for a better grip. Their jerking becomes faster and faster, surprisingly synchronized with one another. A large bead of precum pools up on top of Greg's penis, wobbling back and forth as the cubs piston their way up and down the hard shaft. They eyeball the clear liquid, their ears perked all the way up. Is this what Greg was talking about?

"Get r-ready you guys!" Greg yells out with a slight whimper. "Don't let go, okay?"

"Okay!" They respond, focusing on their strokes.

He uses every ounce of willpower to hold in his orgasm for as long as possible, enjoying this momentous occasion with the cubs. He somehow got his little cousins to get naked and jerk him off in their own bedroom. The looks on their faces fills him with even more joy: Their big eyes focusing on his cock, intent on relieving him of his magical white stuff, not even knowing the perverse intent behind it. This is just a game for them. A fun game with their favorite cousin. His balls can take it no longer, ready to blow any second now. He feels a comforting warmth forming underneath his cock working its way up his length.

"I'M..." He hunches his pelvis back and spreads his legs further apart. The warm sensation travels up to the tip of his penis, signaling what's next to "cum". He grips the blankets tightly and jerks his head back. "C-CUMMIIIIIIIIIIIING!" In the blink of an eye, an enormous glob of semen blasts out from him at breakneck speeds and heads straight up towards the ceiling.

"Whoa!" Rebecca watches the glob rise in slo-mo.

"It's the magical white stuff!" Hector stares in awe.

The glistening glob gets a fair amount of airtime and retains its spherical shape all the way back down, landing squarely on the paws of the cubs, the splat even traveling up their arms a bit. Greg's cum continues to spew out of him like an overflowing bathtub. The cum pours down his twitching cock and onto the cub's paws like a warm, thick jelly. The little red pandas hold on tight, trying to keep his twitching monster in place.

Greg's eyes roll back and his tongue flops to the side of his mouth. His tail and ears point straight up, even quivering a little. His entire body explodes with warm tingles, sparks and jolts of ecstacy. He takes care not to exhale too much, fearing his soul might leave him from the pure sensational bliss he's experiencing. His two innocent little cousins just successfully gave him the best pawjob of his life. A little amateurish, of course, but incomprehensively satisfying. With the help of some weary grunting, his exhausted cock pushes out every last ounce of his boyish cream onto the cubs, making sure they're efforts are handsomely rewarded.

"There's so much of it!" Rebecca giggles, her paw almost completely coated in the stuff.

"Yeah! Jeez!" Hector lets go of his big cousin's shrinking penis and holds his cum covered paw under his muzzle. "What's so magic about this anyway?"

"I dunno. Greg?" Rebecca pokes his knee with her clean paw.

"Uhuh..." Greg plops back onto the bed like a ragdoll. His remaining spunk drizzles down his shaft and onto his balls. His smile stretches from cheek to cheek, his eyes closed and eyebrows raised.

"Greg? Are you hurt?" Rebecca takes care not to let his precious magic white stuff fall off her paw.

"I'm... feeling... perfect." A long satisfied sigh escapes his dazed face.

"Okay... you had me scared!" Rebecca looks down at her sticky paw. "So... what do we do with this?"

"Oh. Uhh..." Greg lazily lifts his head and looks around the room. "Just... wipe it off with a towel... or something..."

"Can I... taste it?" Hector sniffs his cum covered paw.

"That would be the worst idea ev-"

"EW! GROSS! EUGH!" Hector spits out a regretfully sizeable wad of jizz all over the floor. "That's not magic flavored!"

"HAHAHAHA!" Greg sits up cackling. "Oh boy... yeah, don't do that."

"What's this magic white stuff for then?" Rebecca asks again.

"I'll... tell you guys next time. It's getting late..." He hands the cubs his shirt. "Just wipe it off with this."

"'Kay!" His little cousins wipe his cum all over his shirt.

"C'mere you two." Greg spreads his arms, still trying to catch his breath. "You both are really good at this game."

"Let me guess... we're both winners?" Hector crosses his arms.

"Well it's hard to tell because you both worked equally hard to-GOTCHA!" Greg surprises both of the cubs with a firm squeeze on their soft butts.

"Haha, hey!" Rebecca giggles, arching her back a little.

"You guys better run 'cause the tickle monster is comin' to get ya!" Greg paws turn claw-like.

"Nooooo!" The two young cubs run around the room naked, laughing and giggling.

Greg corners Rebecca on the wall with all of her stuffed animals, tickling her little belly, showing no mercy. She falls on the plushies squirming and trying to cover her ticklish tummy. She's no match for her powerful cousin as is apparent by her uncontrollable laughter.

Greg stomps over to Hector with a menacing smile, his next victim in sight. Hector runs around with his arms in the air shrieking like a little girl. Greg traps his little cousin, who is now helpless under the bedsheets, tickling his legs, belly, armpits-- whichever exposed body part he could get his paws on. The cub cracks up, kicking the sheets and rolling around on the bed.

"Bwahahaha!" Greg places his paws on his hips; A most victorious pose. "So... you guys up for one last game?"

"Yeah!" The cubs respond, still recovering from the laughter.

"Okay. The game is... whoever is the first wash their paws, get in their PJ's and head to bed gets not one... but TWO WHOLE COOKIES!" Greg puts on his own clothes, not minding his jizz covered crotch or shirt.

"Two!?" The cubs look at each other with squinty eyes. They both dash away into the bathroom without a word, the sink turned on to full blast.

"I better hurry up and get those cookies..." Greg says to himself. He sprints downstairs into the kitchen with purpose, grabs the cookies and heads back up.

"Done!" Hector announces as Greg opens the door, already in bed.

"That was fast!" Greg's eyes widen, actually impressed at the cub's feat. "Maybe a little TOO fast..." He lifts the blanket off of him. "Ah-hah!" Hector's PJ's are barely on him, his shirt practically a necklace and his pants only up to his knees. "That doesn't really count as being "dressed", you know... and shouldn't you be in your own room?"

"I am dressed! And mom says I gotta sleep in here with Rebecca since she's scared to sleep on her own..."

"Almost done!" Rebecca announces with only her rainbow pajama shirt on.

Greg leans on the wall and watches her finish dressing herself. Her undies slide back up her delicate legs, covering her young cooch back up. She grabs her matching rainbow pajama pants and pulls them on, one leg after the other.

"Okay, done!" Rebecca looks at at Greg with a smile.

"Well, well, well..." Greg uses both of his arms to present the fully dressed cub. "Looks like we got a REAL winner!"

"Oh!" Rebecca gasps, wafting her tail from side to side.

"The winner is..." Greg peeks at Hectors grumpy face. "BOTH OF YOU!"

"Huh?" Hector sits up while fixing his clothes. "But I... lost?"

"See? Feels good to have two winners, right? No one is left out!" Greg hands the cubs two cookies each.

"Hehe..." Hector gives him a closed-eyed grin. "You're the best, Greg!"

"You guys aren't too bad either." Greg tucks both of the little red pandas into the bed. "Don't tell your mom I let you have those cookies or she'll kick my butt!"

"Haha, okay!" Rebecca gives Greg a big hug. "Do you think we can uhm... play those teenager games again soon?"

"Oh?" Greg scratches his head, legitimately surprised at her request. "You liked those games?"

"Yeah!" They both respond, sinking deeper into their blankets.

"Well, uhm... okay! Sure! And who knows, maybe I'll even have some new games for us to play next time!" Greg winks at the two.

"Awethome!" Hector cheers as he nibbles on his cookie.

"Alright, you two..." Greg walks towards the light switch next to the door. "Good night!"

"Good night, Greg!" The cubs wave goodbye to their cousin, munching on their cookies. "Sweet dreams!"

"Yup!" Greg turns off the lights and leaves the room. He runs downstairs and plops belly side up onto the sofa. "Aaahhhh..." He releases a loud satisfying sigh, rubbing his crotch with a smirk. "Sweet dreams indeed..."